⚠️ This chapter contains mentions of non consensual sex.

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The Darker Side Of The Moon
Book 4 of the Black Moon series
Chapter 11: First Time

Sunday 20 April 2014

This morning I wake up with an awful and foreboding feeling, with butterflies in stomach, but not the good type. This is extremely unpleasant, and I just can't help the nausea that goes with it. Weirdly enough, I haven't lost track of time since I arrived here. I guess I haven't been locked in this basement for long enough yet to get oblivious to time passing by.

So I know we are on Sunday. April 20th exactly. I was abducted on March 26th, so it's been a little less than a month. It feels like an eternity to me, but I would like time to slow down even more now because I know what the sad first month anniversary will mean. I know that it will be my turn to get anally raped by that bastard of Andrei.

It still leaves me another six days of peace and I should enjoy this while it lasts, but for some reason, something tells me that today is the day it's going to happen. Did I get hints about that? Well not really, but there have been little things...

One is that I experienced my first waxing ever yesterday; the last one, I hope. Holy shit was it painful! There was some sort of massage table in the torture room when the stupid fairy took us there. I didn't know what it was here for when we walked in, but Timmy was even cuddlier than usual during our common shower, trying to soothe me in advance. Then I saw the weird machine on a table and when Timmy asked me to go and lie down, I quickly understood what I was in for.

Oh, Timmy was great! He really tried his best to make it quick and as little painful as possible. The asshole of a fairy told me to memorize Timmy's techniques because I would have to do him the same in two weeks, so I tried to pay attention. He started off with the most sensitive parts, that means my privates. He removed all the hair from my pubis, groin, balls and even my shaft.

After two weeks living with the angel, I have gotten past any form of modesty, so it wasn't a problem, even when he told me to go on all fours, rest my head on the table and part my ass cheeks for him to get rid of the hair I have there. After that, having my legs and armpits waxed was like a walk in the park for me, much less painful than down there. The only thing I can admit is that my skin looks perfectly smooth and does feel really soft.

Anyway, I guess I can take this as a clue that my turn is coming and probably earlier than I thought; or else they would have waited for a bit longer before the waxing. The other hint is that our usual program was changed yesterday.

Andrei hasn't visited us at all since that Sunday two weeks ago and has left us in the hands of his brother as far as our training is concerned. Our days are filled with the same inexorable routine, though a tad bit different from what it used to be when I was alone.

That Fabio guy wakes us up in the early morning. He announces his arrival with heavy footsteps in the staircase and expects to find us in a kneeling position on the mattress, side by side. Timmy kneels on my left because I am still tied to the bed at nights – though no longer by my wrists, just by my collar, which doesn't make me feel any better – and the chain is quite short.

The few times I didn't hear him climb down the stairs, Timmy always made sure to wake me up. His two gorillas are always around of course, just in case... Honestly, I think their presence is quite useless. Timmy seems to be way past the idea of escaping and as far as I am concerned, after Andrei's threats, I would never dare making a new attempt, risking Gary's life or another painful punishment.

After a quick stop by the restrooms, he always leads us back to kneel by the bed where he sits and feeds us with the same toasts, milk and fruit juice, though he sometimes enjoys watching us feed one another. Then comes the time for the shower during which he likes to see us help each other. After that, he makes Timmy blow him while he pursues his so-called rimming training on me, followed by a long session of various positions, then lunch. We spend the afternoon on our own until dinner time, where it's my turn to get the creamy dessert, as he says; and then we are put to sleep.

The afternoons are my favorite moments – if I can call them that. The rules that Andrei has enacted are not as tough as I would have thought and not too difficult to apply. His main point – from what his brother told us – is for Timmy and me to become really close and establish a certain complicity. In this respect, we are encouraged to share a lot of physical contact and do things for the other. This includes cleaning up in the shower of course, but also feeding each other at lunch and dinner, relaxing massages after dinner and before bedtime, aftercare if one of us has deserved a spanking or flogging.

Timmy is a very cuddly person. It is obvious he has suffered from loneliness and lacked affection ever since he was abducted. He told me how sorry he felt I was kidnapped as well, but in a way, I believe he is sincerely happy to have a companion now. This means that we usually spend afternoons either in bed or on the floor, but always cuddling and caressing each other with tenderness. The same goes at night since we share the same bed. I must admit his presence makes things a tad bit less difficult for me as well and I take a lot of comfort from him.

Among other rules, there is one about silence. We are allowed to communicate for soothing and advising purposes as the fairy explained, but we are forbidden to exchange on our pasts or to rant about our situation. Oh, we did try to breach that rule on the first Monday afternoon, but it turns out that the gorillas had installed some microphones while we were showering in the morning. Sadly, it seems like they are monitoring what we may say, and we earned a harsh spanking punishment right away; needless to say, my already painful backside didn't like it at all!

Ever since that day, we have been very cautious on what we say and it's mostly at night that we talk more freely, making sure that we whisper with very low voices and under the comforter. In any case, Timmy is not very talkative, and it's been mostly me telling him about my past, but I still learned a few things about him. That night, he cried a lot and I comforted him as best as I could. I guess I wouldn't have been any better if I had suddenly realized I had been a captive for such a long time. He said he remembers being abducted in the spring of 2010 and when I told him that we were now in April 2014, he quickly made the math and realization hit him. He had kind of lost track of time so it seriously affected him.

Timmy was nineteen when Andrei stole his future in Texas, meaning that he is twenty-three now. He explained to him that his parents had sold him to pay for their debts. I can't believe parents would do that; not in a country like the United States of America. This doesn't exist! And yet, this is the story of Timmy. In four years, he has been moved to different places, three or four, depending on where Andrei needs to develop his legal business obviously. They never tell him where he is exactly, but he recalls hearing a conversation where Detroit was mentioned so he knows that his previous location was in Michigan, though he apparently spent the last month and a half in a southern State.

The poor guy has always had a poor health, suffering from severe bronchitis when he was a kid, and it seems like things went pretty bad last winter. What with us being naked all day long in a basement! Of course, there is heating but it's still a basement and quite humid! So Andrei had him transferred to a warmer place for a while so that he could recover which explains why he wasn't there when I arrived.

But that's all I could get to know about his past. I don't know anything about his family or friends. I think he has kind of put his past behind him and accepted his fate. I just don't know how he has been able to bear with this situation for so long. I think I will go insane way before I reach such a long time. Or maybe is it what acceptance does to you? Maybe it helps to deal with all this shit. All I know is that I am far from that state of mind and doubt I will ever be. There will always be the rebel in me!

Back to yesterday, our usual agenda was a bit disrupted. The morning was spent in the same way as usual, but instead of our quiet afternoon cuddling, the fairy made us do some tidying and cleaning. We already did that last weekend in our bedroom; sweeping the floor, changing the bed sheets, dusting everywhere. The additional part was the torture room. We had to clean all the toys on the shelves, scrub the floor and furniture and rearrange everything, until the bench was nicely set up in the middle of the room. The bitch always makes me kneel on it at its usual place in a corner so why would he want it there now?

I can only see one reason for this; a very worrying one that makes my ass clench uncontrollably and all my muscles tense. I am truly scared about that part and despite all of Timmy's advice, I can't help thinking about all the pain it means. There is more noise than usual coming from upstairs and loud fits of laughter, which doesn't help my nervousness.

"Shhh... Jeremy... calm down..." Timmy whispers in my ear, pressing himself against my back and wrapping his arms around me.

I hadn't even noticed I was shivering like a leaf. As tears start spilling from my eyes, Timmy rolls me over to face him and hugs me tightly, kissing the top of my head.

"I don't want him to... to..." I sob, unable to finish my sentence.

"Jeremy... Jeremy... please listen to me..." he whispers, pushing me away just enough to lock his beautiful green eyes to mine.

There is a lot of compassion on his face, and understanding too. Of course there is, since he has been there already.

"Listen... You can't let him show your weakness because it'll only make things worse. If you're being difficult, he will make sure to take it really bad on you. You can trust me on that... I know how difficult this is, and I needed time before I could understand this, so I know it's easier said than done. The thing is that, unfortunately, you don't have a choice. He will do it, even if you fight. He doesn't even need the guards to help... he's much stronger than you and wouldn't have any problem controlling you...

"And once all tied up, he would take his revenge and make it even more painful. If you submit and behave, believe me things will be a little bit easier for you... At least, he will use lube... It's not going to be any picnic, but just know that it could get even worse... And remember the advice I gave you once you're there... Close your eyes... Try to relax all your muscles down there as best as you can... let go of all the tension and... I don't know if that could work, but maybe try to think about your boyfriend instead of him..."

"I can't do that... That would be... sick..."

"Who cares if it helps you? The point is to not feel all broken and sore... Trust me that you will feel sore enough even if he doesn't make things worse. Even if you behave properly, he won't prepare you and... it will sting badly for a few minutes, but if you manage to relax and loosen up your muscles... I'm not saying it will be pleasurable but at least, it will avoid you bleeding... And remember that I will be there for you once it's over. I promise to take care of you and soothe you as best as I can, and..." Timmy interrupts himself when we hear the door up the staircase being opened.

"Good morning my pets!!!!" Andrei's voice comes very cheerfully.

Timmy quickly dries my tears, kisses me softly on the cheek, and makes us sit up to kneel on the mattress, holding my left hand, just in time as Andrei walks in.

"What a beautiful sight!! Oh pets! You're wonderful!! I'm so proud of you! Fabio seems to have done wonders with your training!"

"Good morning, Master," Timmy and I both say with respect.

Our heads are lowered, and Timmy is still holding my hand, rubbing his thumb in small circles on my skin. I'm trying to absorb the comfort he's willing to convey, but I can't help the disgust and fear rising within me.

"You are just so cute, my pets," Andrei says as he walks further in, carrying a tray of food that he rests on the table. "I have missed you so much over the last two weeks! Fortunately, I had Chris come over to my place a few times..."

Ugh... Poor Chris having to deal with that sick bastard!

He detaches the chain from my collar and lifts my chin up to drop a kiss on my lips. I might as well vomit right away. He then proceeds similarly with Timmy and with the snap of a finger, he leads us to the restrooms. For once he doesn't stay with us and returns to the bedroom, but the two guards are a bit further away in the corridor by the staircase as usual. When we return, our captor is sitting on the bed, completely nude with his legs spread open, his erection pointing at us.

"Kitten, come here!" he says, showing me the floor next to his left leg and I drop to my knees as requested. "Pet, come get some milk!" Timmy obeys without hesitation and immediately sets to suck on him, making the man moan in pleasure. "Oh you're so good, Pet. Keep it going!" I lower my head to avoid seeing this, but Andrei raises my chin to look up at him after a while. "My sweet Kitten..." he purrs.

His face only displays gentleness, as if everything was normal, and I plainly hate him for that. However, with Timmy's advice in mind, I keep my thoughts to myself.

"I've been waiting for this moment for so long..." he says while his hand caresses my cheeks. "We're going to... have fun... today..."

His voice is getting strained, Timmy's mouth probably doing wonders. On my side, I feel like crying because he just confirmed that it would be my turn today. It will be fun only for him. I don't expect to enjoy this moment at all. His face suddenly contorts, and he blurts out a deep grunt as his body tenses, ordering Timmy to keep some in his mouth.

"Thank you, Pet," he then says, grabbing a handful of his hair and pushing him toward me. "Give a kiss to kitten now... Share a bit of me with him..."

Timmy leans over to me with an apologetic face and cups my cheeks with tenderness before our lips get into contact.

"This is so adorable! Keep it going my pets!" Andrei coos while our tongues swirl.

Aside from the fact that I hate tasting Andrei's semen, the kiss is pretty nice and very soft. There is no fight for dominance, just an exchange of affection.

"Enough, pets. Let's get you fed some breakfast now."

We take our meal in silence, Andrei feeding us like his brother does most mornings. Once we have downed everything, he takes us to the torture room where he asks us to stand at full display to inspect our bodies. Timmy and I stand side by side, legs and arms spread open, and Andrei starts checking our armpits, privates and buttocks, running his hands all over our bodies. As he walks away from us, I notice how his back is streaked with whip marks. I don't even pay attention to what he picked from the shelves, my eyes are shocked by all these welts and the fact that it doesn't seem to bother him. As he gets closer to me, he actually looks rather proud and chuckles.

"Last night, I returned to the Black Diamond for the first time, four weeks after my eviction due to what happened with Chris. I took my punishment, forty strokes of the whip! I think Master Aaron enjoyed himself!" he laughs out. "If he thought I'd be affected, he was so wrong! I don't mind pain! I actually enjoy it once in a while. I even performed a nice scene in public with Chris afterwards!" he explains with a smirk.

Does this bastard's evilness have any boundaries? Is his sickness unlimited? I can't even get the satisfaction that he suffered, not the slightest bit of relief! I hate him so much!

"Anyway! Here, Pet! Please take care of Kitten's enema!"

What?!! Is he kidding me? Is humiliation ever going to stop?

"I... I can do it myself... Master..." I stutter.

"Are you willing to discuss my orders, Kitten?" he replies in a threatening tone, cocking his eyebrows.

You can't make him angry, Jer! Just shut your trap!

"No, Master..."

"Good! Then let Pet do this for you. He knows how to do it with the minimum stimulation! Off you go!" he orders.

Timmy grabs my hand and leads me to the shower area where he makes me rest my hands against the wall, slightly leaning forward, and spread my legs. He whispers words of encouragement as he proceeds and while Andrei apparently prepares what he needs. After three times, we clean each other as usual, and Timmy gently massages my shoulders in an attempt to make me relax. I can't say it really works but I truly appreciate the gesture.

"Remember... relax... and respect..." he whispers to me before he turns off the tap.

"All done, boys?" Andrei asks once we are dry.

"Yes, Master."

"Good! Kitten, get on all fours on the bench! And Pet, go to kneel at the front!" he orders.

Timmy immediately obeys but it seems like my muscles won't do what my brain tells them to. I know I shouldn't hesitate in order to avoid his wrath, but it seems like my subconscious is working against Timmy's advice. Before I know it, the lashes of a flogger sharply strike my backside and that seems to do the trick. With a yelp, I hurry to kneel on the bench.

"If you ever hesitate again, Kitten, I'll fuck you raw; without lube!"

Oh my God! Is that what Timmy meant about making things worse? Being fucked without preparation will be painful enough already but I don't want to imagine what it could be without lube! Tears pool in my eyes while Andrei secures the restraints around my ankles, calves, knees, waist, chest and wrists. I quickly realize that I can't move at all once he is done, and I start panicking.

Timmy is kneeling in front of me, but I can't see his face. However, his hands are moving up and down, very slowly, as if he was telling me to calm down. Soon enough, I feel the cold substance being poured along the crack of my ass and Andrei smears it between my buttocks, being cautious not to stimulate my entrance. Bastard!

"What a beautiful little hole!" he says eagerly, entering just the tip of a finger inside. My ring of muscles clenches around the intruder right away. "Oh that's perfect!!!"

Crap!!! I need to stop clenching like this! Timmy is now tapping his index fingers against his thumbs, as if he was pinching something. I get the message and close my eyes, taking deep breaths. I try to relax all my muscles, thinking about Gary; all the pleasure he always gave me each time we had sex; his gentleness; his affection; the way he loved to lick my hole to prepare me; his fingers stretching it; the plugs he asked me to put in advance when he wanted a quickie as soon as I would reach his house.

I suddenly feel something hard at my entrance and I brace myself for the worst. Tears escape past my closed eyelids when the head of Andrei's cock pass the ring of muscles. He doesn't slam into me. He takes all his time, groaning loudly and deeply. The sting is awful and once he is fully sat inside of me, I feel like I am being ripped in two. It seems like I can't help the clenching, but I soon realize that it's not the case. No, it's just his member swelling furthermore as he climaxes, grunting like a dog in rut.

"You're so fucking good, Kitten!!!"

I wish he would stop here now that he got what he wanted; just pull out and leave me alone, but I know that this is not going to happen. I saw how things went last week with Timmy. I feel his member deflate a tad bit while he is still in me, but it hardens again and then he begins to thrust in and out.

In and out.

In and out.

Relentlessly.

Picking up speed.

Then slowing down.

Fast.

Slow.

Hard.

Soft.

I don't know how long it lasts, but it feels like ages for me. The pain is terrible. The sting is throbbing. My sight is blurred by tears that are spilling down my cheeks.

The good thing is that the little fingers in my head have gone back to work and the wall they are building to protect my mind is getting higher and higher, eventually covering the mass that forms my thoughts and emotions. And I just burry myself in it! I am finally able to hide behind this screen; live with the happy memories of my past and forget about all the rest.

There, I can safely feel all the love I have ever received. From my parents of course, but also Gary; Liam; Ed; Mick; the twins; Master Aaron and his friends; even Master Siegfried; even Peter, my boss! Once there, I no longer feel the physical pain; the sting in my butt. I just fall into oblivion.

"Jeremy..."

At some point, there is a little scratching noise echoing on the wall, as if someone was trying to get in. That scares me! No one is not allowed inside my safety shield! I don't want anyone in! And certainly not Andrei! He already penetrated my insides, physically; I can't afford to let him inside my mind!

"Jeremy... please..."

The voice is soft though. It's not the deep and grunting voice Andrei has when he speaks to me, even when he coos or purrs. This one holds a certain safety and it reminds me of gentleness and affection. Timmy! It has to be Timmy! Timmy is allowed in! So I let him dig a little hole inside the wall; so tiny that only he could get through.

"Jeremy... talk to me..."

I realize that I am now lying on my front and there is something very cold in my ass. Far from being completely unpleasant, it actually soothes the sting down there, anesthetizing the pain. Apart from Timmy's pleas, the basement is silent. He is holding me close to him, showering my shoulders with kisses. It feels good, until the memories of what happened kick back in. I don't remember much to be honest, but I know it happened and it throws me into a sobbing fit, making Timmy pull me even tighter into his embrace.

"Shhh, it's okay Jeremy. It's over and he's gone. Shhh... I'm here... It's only you and me now..." Timmy continues to soothe me until I finally calm down; until my eyes have no more tears to shed. "Are you in a lot of pain?" he then asks. I only shake my head in answer. The lump in my throat forbids me to speak for now. "I've cleaned you already... I think the ice has completely melted now so... I'll apply the ointment ... tell me if I hurt you..."

I don't react. I've gone past any form of embarrassment with Timmy and I let him do what he has to do. After so much time enduring the same abuse, I guess he knows better than I do. The pain in my backside is still there, and I will probably feel it for a few days, but I can deal with that. I'm not going to say I have seen worse than the current situation, because that would be a lie, but I am strong. I want to be strong. I want to be the man that Gary taught me to be.

"I'm so sorry, Jeremy..." Timmy whispers as he lies back down next to me and pulls me into his arms again, and under the comforter.

"Not your fault..."

"It's still a bit of my fault," he whispers apologetically, and I lean back a bit to look at him. He is biting his lips, hesitating to speak so I patiently wait. "At the end of last summer, I... kind of retreated... I became a bad slave in the sense that I talked back a few times... I couldn't bear with this loneliness all day long... That's when he decided to get a new boy... That... that threw me into a state of panic... I never wished for someone else to endure the same thing as I do... But it was too late.

"It seems like new ideas planted into his mind and he was determined to get me a companion. One evening at the beginning of fall, he showed me the picture of a young boy... I swear he was so young... maybe fifteen... He was beautiful... And... Andrei said he was going to be his soon... I don't know what happened, but something went wrong with the boy. That night, he took it really bad on me, but I didn't care. I was just too happy that the boy was saved.

"A few weeks later, we transferred to this place and soon enough, he said he had found another one... he got me a picture of the boy and it was you... I prayed really hard that you would escape from his grip and for a while, it worked I guess... I don't know when it was exactly but I think it took months until... until you arrived... I'm sorry, Jeremy... I didn't pray strong enough for you to be saved..." he squeals, bursting into sobs, and this time, it is my turn to soothe him.

"No, Timmy... This is not your fault... This is his fault! He's the sick bastard!"

Oh my God... What a story!! What an awful story!

For the rest of the day, we just cuddle and sob together in silence. The only interruption is when Andrei's brother brings us our dinner. I am not hungry, and the fairy doesn't force me to down everything. For once, he is actually pretty lenient and quickly puts us in bed, leaving us alone in the dark. That night, I lie on my left side and I am the one spooning Timmy.

I really feel like shit right now. Of course, I have Timmy's support and I truly appreciate it, but I don't know how long I'll be able to bear with this. Deep within me, I really had a little hope Gary would find me and save me from this hell. I thought he would understand that this letter sounded off; that he wouldn't believe I'd ever leave him, but it seems like he did. If anything, he might have already moved on and taken another Sub to replace me.

I feel ditched...

I feel betrayed...

I feel lost...

I feel like crap... exactly like that day he abandoned me a few years ago.

Published on 17 January 2017

In terms of sexual abuse, I think this was the worst of all the chapters and I tried to make it not too descriptive. Of course, that will happen again, once a month for Jeremy, but it won't be described, once is enough. In any case, the next chapter in the "present" jumps to nearly a year later.

We're at the moment Andrei returned to the club in I Would Give Him The Moon and got his public whipping from Aaron (Chapter 51). You've also seen how Timmy is here to support Jeremy, which is important for the rest of the story until Noah arrives. Talking about Noah, the boy that Timmy mentions is obviously him, the first time Noah escaped in Detroit.

As you may have guessed from the last lines, the next flashback refers to the period Gary left Chicago to live in Asia for a couple of years.

See you all soon!

Chronology: new dates are in bold

2009:

August 2009: Jeremy meets Aaron in a small club called the The Little Room (club that Aaron bought that same summer) (TDS Ch4)

Friday 20 November 2009: Jeremy is supposed to have is his first official night at the club, but fights with Devin (TDS Ch6)

Saturday 21 November 2009: First official night for Jer, and he also meets Gary for the first time (TDS Ch6)

2010:

Wednesday 1 September 2010: Jeremy fools around with Ed in the showers, and offered to attend a Dominant training (TDS Ch8)

Saturday 4 September 2010: Mark's last training session, and Gary offers a first contract to Jer (TDS Ch8)

Friday 24 September 2010: Jeremy has interview with Peter Finnigan, his future boss, and his parents announce their move to Minneapolis (TDS Ch10)

Saturday 25 September 2010: Night at the club, he speaks with Chris who is going to have a "punishment" threesome with Master Donovan and Harry. (TDS Ch10)

2011:

Sometime October 2011: Jeremy played a scene with Camden

2013:

Tuesday 8 October 2013: Noah's first abduction in Detroit and his escape during the car crash (TM Ch25)

Sunday 27 October 2013: Liam joins the lifestyle and meets Jeremy for the first time (IWG Ch29)

Saturday 2 November 2013: Andrei becomes a member of the club (IWG Ch32)

Friday 6 December 2013: Gary and Jeremy sign their new contract after Gary's return from Asia (IWG Ch39)

2014:

Friday 21 March 2014: Gary collars Jeremy at the club (IWG Ch44)

Saturday 22 March 2014: Liam and Jeremy discover the marks on Chris' back further to a strong whipping the evening before (IWG Ch44)

Tuesday 25 March 2014: Gary and Jeremy have a little argument about the upcoming weekend (TDS Ch1)

Wednesday 26 March 2014: Jeremy's abduction (IWG Ch45/46 – TDS Ch1) and writing of the letter (TDS Ch3)

Thursday 27 March 2014: Introduction to Fabio and guards (TDS Ch5)

Friday 3 April 2014: Example of training and first time Fabio "entirely" abuses Jeremy; then, Jeremy's attempt to escape during the night (TDS Ch7)

Saturday 4 April 2014: Jeremy is punished by Andrei in the early evening, then Timmy arrives and takes care of him (TDS Ch9)

Sunday 5 April 2014: Jeremy really meets Timmy, and attends Timmy's "monthly intercourse" (TDS Ch9)

Saturday 19 April 2014: Andrei returns to the club after his one-month ban, and gets whipped in public (IWG Ch51)

Sunday 20 April 2014: Jeremy's "first time" with Andrei (TDS Ch11)

Thursday 7 August 2014: Shannon and Mark sign their contract (meaning he never met Gary or Jeremy, same for Alex since he joins in October 2014, or Noah since he became Cam's Sub in 2015)

Sunday 9 November 2014: Alex signs a contract with Mark and Shan

2015:

Thursday 31 March 2015: Noah becomes Camden's Sub (TM Ch38)

Sunday 5 April 2015: Chris signed a contract with Andrei (mentioned in TM Ch47)

Friday 17 April 2015: Noah becomes a certified member of the club (TM Ch46)

Saturday 18 April 2015: Noah is officially "introduced" to Andrei for the first time on the parking lot of the club (TM Ch47)

Monday 6 July 2015: Noah's abduction (TM Ch62)

Saturday 11 July 2015: Noah is introduced to Jeremy for the first time before Andrei's first visit (TM Ch66)

Sunday 19 July 2015: Noah is rescued (TM Ch72-74)

Tuesday 25 August 2015: The infamous cliffhanger with Joshua's call (TM Ch84)