The Darker Side Of The Moon
Book 4 of The Black Moon series
Chapter 14: The More, The Merrier!

Wednesday 3 October 2012

"Happy birthday, Sweetie!" my mom says softly when I answer the phone. Her sweet voice sounds good and I'm surprised to feel tears prickle my eyes.

"Thank you, Mom..."

"How have you been doing, darling?" she asks with concern and I hate she has to worry for me, so I gather some self-confidence and try a stronger voice.

"All good, Mom!" I cheer. "How about you and Dad?"

"We're good, Jeremy. Your father is on a business trip but I'm sure he must have sent you a text already?"

"Yes, I got it this morning," I chuckle, remembering the message I received from my father and that said: Damn! Another year in adulthood! 22! Stop growing old, Son, it's making me feel old myself!!

"Good. So? How are things going in Chicago?" she insists.

She knows how the last year has been a bit difficult for me, at least emotionally, but she doesn't mention the name of the person who has been the source of my less joyful state.

"Everything's okay, Mom, stop worrying. Peter is still super happy with me and my work, he even offered a salary increase! I've got good friends and I'm enjoying myself!" I say honestly.

And this is the truth.

My skills in masonry keep progressing, all thanks to the best tutor I could have ever had. Peter is such a great educator and I'm learning fast because I just love my job. He still wants me in his team rather than the other to watch over what I do but he scarcely has to correct anything, and he mostly wants to teach me new things all the time. About a month ago, we had a serious conversation and he offered to raise my salary by 7% as a reward for all my efforts and seriousness.

On the friends' side, I can't complain. I have gotten so attached to all my Sub companions at the club that I don't see any other people outside of the Black Diamond. It might sound a bit limited, but that's what it is. BDSM is my life and all I do which is not related to work or my parents revolve around this lifestyle I have bloomed in. Being quite easy-going, I not only spend a lot of time with my usual friends like Ed, Mick and the twins, but I also like to tie bonds with new members.

This is something Master Aaron has noticed and more and more often, he asks me to participate in Subs' training or to tutor new recruits. I truly appreciate his faith in me and all the trust he puts. I think this has made me more responsible too, in the sense that I feel important and I know I have to be a good model for the others. I guess this is all calculated because he knows I won't totally change, but at least it has forced me to behave a bit better around the club.

Then there's Master Siegfried, my Dominant, but after a year together, I still haven't mentioned him to my mother. This is probably why she keeps worrying about me. Even if I tried to remain discreet about my feelings for Gary, she knew how much I felt for him and how his departure to Asia affected me. I could tell her I have a new boyfriend, but she would ask me to send pictures or to visit them in Minneapolis with the guy, and I don't want to do that.

The truth is I have stuck to my resolution to never ever fall in love again. Master Siegfried is great, and I sincerely feel good with him. He is nice, rather strict, and I absolutely adore sex with him. But it stops here. I don't want feelings to grow between us and we're on the same page for that matter. He says I'm a great Submissive, the best he has ever had, and he enjoys our scenes too, but he also knows he won't spend his entire life in the US and that he will return to Europe at some point.

When? He has no clue. It could be in a few months or years, but the day it happens, he will just leave. He made it clear from the start and told me that unless I was ready to follow him to Germany, I shouldn't get involved too much emotionally in our relationship. I already refused to follow Gary to Asia, so I wouldn't do that either for him. I was honest with him and said exactly that. We agreed that we'd keep on the Dominant / Submissive relationship – though it could imply normal dates outside of the club – so that he can provide me with the guidance I need, and that just fitted us both.

Our first contract was for a period of three months, during which we really enjoyed ourselves. Fuck! The guy is kinky as hell and sweet too. Even if he wouldn't compare to Gary in terms of affection or regarding the emotions he stirs within me, I do like him a lot. After that first period, he turned our contract into a permanent one and said we would just terminate it whenever any of us gets tired of the other. Well, it's been a year or so now and we're still together. I don't mind his coldness or rigidity as long as he provides me with blissful sex and that, he does.

I have lost count of the threesomes, foursomes, moresomes we have shared with other Doms and Subs, and I'm not talking about the two orgies we had. The only thing I still haven't experienced is a gangbang, a consensual one of course, but I trust this to happen sometime soon. This is one of my deepest fantasies and he knows it.

All the same, since our relationship remains purely BDSM related, I haven't seen the point telling my parents about him and whenever my mother asks if I have found someone new, I just tell her I'm not interested. Not sure she buys it but at least she usually leaves me alone with that topic.

"Dad and I are really proud of you, Sweetie. You know, this is hard for parents when you see your child has difficulty to find their place in life, get a job, pull through..." she says softly. "You're doing great, Darling, and that makes us really happy."

"Thank you, Mom. And I promise everything is alright here!"

"When are you going to visit us for a weekend?" she then asks with a smugger tone.

"Mom!! I was in Minneapolis barely two months ago and for an entire week!!" I remind her.

Like I said, phone calls usually suffice us, but I still like to see my parents once in a while. I spent an entire week with them in Minnesota last summer, but it was enough for me. After a while, I quickly get bored and I miss the Black Diamond. I know, it's not very nice, but my life is really here in Chicago, and it doesn't mean I don't love my parents. I had also spent a week with them over last Christmas and another weekend in April, so it's not that bad.

"I guess it won't be before Thanksgiving, Mom..."

"Oh, it's all good then! That's still better than waiting for Christmas!"

Since it's almost time for me to end my lunch break, I quickly wrap up our conversation and promise her I will call back next week. As soon as I get back to my job, which consists in preparing a wall before painting it, all thoughts leave my head and I focus on my task, filling holes, sanding. I love the noise of the sandpaper scraping the excess seal as I try to achieve the smoothest finish. It's much more pleasant when it's properly done before you apply the primer and wallpaper.

The afternoon flies by as usual and by 5:30 pm, I am in Peter's van on our way back to Little Village where he drops me off at the usual spot. I'm ready to bid him a good evening when he catches my arm and asks me to wait for a second. The two other guys we're working with leave and Peter discreetly slips an envelope between my hands.

"What is this?" I ask dubiously.

"That's just a little something for your birthday, Jeremy... It's not much and you know I don't do this for everyone, so keep it to yourself, boy," Peter grunts.

"Aww... You don't have to..."

"But I want to. You deserve it more than anyone and I know how money can be tight sometimes. Don't take it as pity or anything, though. You seem to be doing great on your own, but you're a good employee, and I don't want you to leave anytime soon. Consider it as a thank you for all your good work!" he explains gruffly.

"Thank you, Peter... Thank you so much!" I say with sincerity.

"Yeah, right. No problem, Kiddo. Now off you go and be on time tomorrow morning!" he grumbles, dismissing me.

"You know I will," I chuckle. "Good night, Peter and thanks again!" I say as I pull out of the van and shut the door.

That old bear is really something. I'm so glad he gave me a chance two years ago although I had no education in masonry. I have truly found my way in this career and I hope I'll be able to have my own company one day. I don't plan this until a few years because I still have so much to learn from the old man but when he retires and sells his business, it will be an opportunity for me to start one. Anyway, I'm still years from that and for now, I'm fine with being an employee. Peter pays well, and I like all the guys I work with.

When I reach home about twenty minutes later, I stop by my mailbox and I am surprised to find two envelopes in there. One is probably a bill and I quickly discard it behind the second envelope. The other one makes my heart thump in my chest. This one has my full address but what catches my attention is the stamp, one that has green borders with a red circle in the middle of a white rectangle. The inscriptions left by the post office from where it was sent leave no doubt as to where it's coming from.

Japan.

I can only think about one person doing this and this has my heart melt. I hurry to my apartment and immediately open it. It contains a birthday card with cute Japanese children holding balloons. This is quite childish, but it still makes me smile. I recognize Gary's handwriting and tears pool in my eyes as I start reading his short message.

Hi Jeremy,

I hope you're doing alright and everything is going well in Chicago. I have faith in you and I'm sure you're living up to the promises you made last year. You're such a smart young man that I have no doubt you're succeeding well.

Life is a bit boring here and Tokyo certainly has a lot to offer, but there's so much work that I haven't seen much of it.

Anyway, I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday, hoping this card will reach you on time...

Your friend, Gary.

This is short and rather devoid of warmth, but it doesn't matter. It still fills me up with joy because it means Gary hasn't forgotten me. He still had a thought for my birthday and that's already huge! I feel a bit guilty because I didn't even think of him in June when he turned 27, but at the same time, I wouldn't have known how to contact him. His phone number was cancelled when he moved to Asia and he never gave me the new one. I don't have his address either. Master Gary wanted a clean break, supposedly for me to move on faster.

I hated him a bit because I would have liked to keep in touch with him and I thought he would have contacted me after a while to enquire how things were going. I then thought he just didn't really care... I know Master Aaron is in touch with him, at least I think so considering what he told me last year when I fucked up and got punished in his playroom, but I have never asked questions. That's probably silly but I have never dared.

It still feels good to see he's thinking of me, but I suddenly realize that I can't even thank him. There is no return address on the envelope so what am I supposed to do? Just accept his birthday wishes and keep quiet? If he had wanted me to reply, he would have put a phone number on the card or at least his address on the back of the envelope.

With a sigh, I head toward the bathroom and strip off my clothes to take a shower. Unfortunately, memories of the year I spent as his Submissive flash back inside my head, getting me hard as fuck. I mean, Master Siegfried is great and allows me to experience a lot of my fantasies in BDSM, but even if Gary had more difficulty to yield to my kink for multiple-partner scenes, he was still something else. Our scenes were not any less complicated but mostly, they were more intense. More intense in emotions and I had my strongest orgasms with him.

Talking about that, my balls suddenly tighten and long spurts of cum erupt from my cock under the stream of water. Holy shit!!! I hadn't realized I was masturbating to fond memories! Shit!! That sucks!!! It's definitely a forbidden rule... What am I going to tell Master Siegfried? I surely can't tell him I jacked off to thoughts about my previous Master! It would be so embarrassing! Ugh!!!

Well, he's not here, so how could he find out? I just have to not tell him...

Thank goodness, there are still forty-eight hours until I see him again at the club on Friday evening, and by that time, I hope I will have forgotten about that shameful event.

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Friday 5 October 2012

Come on, Guilt! Go away! You're not welcome inside my head!

I hate guilt. It always shows up at the worst moment. To be there, it's true you must have failed something or someone, so your part of responsibility is proven. Sometimes, you can fight it by telling yourself lies, or you just forget about what you did wrong if it wasn't something too bad. And sometimes, even when it's not too bad and you've had time to stop dwelling on it, it just won't fade away. Or you think it has, and just when you need it to stay buried at the back of your head, it resurfaces.

For the last two days, I have tried to forget about the shower incident and I managed pretty well. When Master Siegfried called me on Wednesday evening to wish me a happy birthday and promised me a nice surprise on Friday evening as a present, it almost completely popped out of my head. Damn! Put the words Friday, evening, present, and surprise together, the first thing that came to my mind was gangbang at the Black Diamond! It sure had to quiet my worries!

How have I come up with that? Easy!

Among the huge list of kinks I have – even if for one-time events – there is only one that Master Siegfried hasn't fulfilled yet. We have had several threesomes and foursomes, I even experienced the orgy, but the gangbang is still missing on my tabs. My Dominant promised he would organize something like this one day, but he also said he needed to think about it more, find the perfect scenario that would suit us both, because he has his own kinks that I not necessarily share.

Making me crawl on the floor beside him with a leash is something that he adores. It's not a hard limit for me but that's not my favorite thing either. Still, I have indulged into his own pleasures too because well... our relationship goes both ways and what stands as a 1 on my activity sheet can still be done at times and to please my Master. It doesn't happen very often, to be honest. I believe I could count all the times he wrapped a leather collar around my neck and attached a leash to it on the fingers of my hands, so it's not that bad. And to be fair, it was quite fun!

I wouldn't be surprised it happens again the day I get gangbanged, though I would rather imagine myself tied up to a bench in the middle of a rented private room, blindfolded, with a line of sexy hunks waiting to pound into my ass one after the other... Damn! My ass would be propped up and fully exposed, beautifully offered to whoever would like to ram into my hole. That would be freaking hot! Especially if some of them used my mouth at the same time. But I think Master Siegfried has something more perverted in mind and I like it.

Anyway, there are several reasons that pushed me to think it might happen on Friday evening. My birthday was this week, so it would make for a nice present indeed. And since we still haven't done it yet, why not? It would be the surprise I have been waiting for! So much so that I haven't stopped thinking about it for the rest of the week, which has allowed me to forget about my guilt.

Well, that was until I reached the Black Diamond a minute ago.

Being there means so much. Of course, it's always the promise for a steamy evening, a lot of sex, and good time, but it's not only about that. As soon as I walk through the private door which is the entrance the Subs use to go to the locker room, I always immediately feel all the emotional turmoil that goes with being a Submissive member. It's hard to explain but once inside the walls of the building, there is something which compels me to submit and slip into my role, and this implies notions of respect, honesty and obedience.

I don't entirely lose my boisterous temper, but it gets tamed by the atmosphere and I know to adopt the perfect behavior. Tonight, as I take the corridors and head to the right instead of the other side to the Subs' Room, I feel it even more. My Master asked me to meet him in his playroom directly, to prep there for once. He said it would be part of our role play and I wonder what he meant with that, but I guess I'll soon find out. Memories of last Wednesday night flash back into my head when I knock on the door of the playroom he rented for the night and as he beckons me to come in, I can't avoid a contrite expression on my face.

"Good evening, Master," I say meekly.

Shit! Even my voice betrays me, and it doesn't go unnoticed by the tall German Dom. Although I immediately lower my head once I have shut the door, I still have time to see him cock an eyebrow.

"Good evening, Pet," he says sternly. "Strip naked, come over here and kneel," he orders firmly.

Without hesitation, I drop my duffle bag by the door and undress, putting all my clothes on my small luggage. Master Siegfried is sitting in a large leather armchair on the opposite wall, so once I am stark naked, I slowly walk there and drop to my knees between his parted legs, adopting a perfect attention posture.

"Are you having second thoughts on playing tonight, Pet?" he then asks with a bit of concern.

"No, Master..."

"Then confess!" he orders more dryly.

I guess my guilt has been too obvious on my face, and if it's not a lack of eagerness to play, it can only mean I fucked up.

"I'm sorry, Master... I... I..." I begin to say but he interrupts me.

"Go straight to the point, Pet! Apologies will come later!" he almost barks.

This man has a very deep voice and his German accent conveys all the rigidity and strictness that belongs with his personality.

"I masturbated in the shower on Wednesday evening, Master... I'm sorry..." I eventually admit.

He remains silent for the longest time. This is not a huge mistake, but that's still three into one. I'm not supposed to pleasure myself unless he asks me to, and I'm not allowed to come without his permission. As much as I didn't really do it on purpose, I still got the pleasure of the orgasm. And I should have called him right away to confess.

"Was that a present you offered yourself for your birthday?" he asks, and I can decipher a glint of sarcasm in his tone.

"No, Master... It's just..." I trail off. I can't tell him I jacked off to Gary's memory, that would sound really bad, so I go for a lie. "I got horny and just needed release..."

"Why didn't you call me?"

"I thought... you wouldn't let me come anyway..."

"Well, you were wrong. It's not because I'm on a business trip that I can't find games to play differently..." he says, and I can totally imagine what phone sex could be like with him. "The good point is that you confessed, so you're half-forgiven already and your punishment won't be too hard. In another situation, I would have forbidden you to come tonight, but considering what I have planned, you will be allowed to climax, but only once. I have to tell you that you were supposed to come many times tonight... as many times as the number of people are going to use you in the next hours," he explains in a smug tone.

So we're really going to have that gangbang! Oh my God! And he was going to let me come as much as I want? Ugh!!! I should have shut up and worked better on my guilt! Now I'm sure I'll have to wear a cock ring to prevent me from climaxing and that it won't be removed until the end of the role play! That's bad!!! And at the same time, I already know I will certainly pass out from the intensity when it's over.

"Do I need to remind you of your safewords, Pet?"

"No, Master, I already know them..."

"Good boy. So tonight's role play is starting now and I will adapt it to your punishment. It's just sad you had to mess up just before a gangbang..."

"I'm really sorry, Master," I reply apologetically with mixed feelings.

On the one hand, I'm upset I'm about to miss several potential orgasms, but on the other one, Master Siegfried is giving me the opportunity to achieve one of my dirtiest fantasies and this is enough for me to accept my punishment. Just the thought of having several men using me as he sees fit is extremely arousing, if my leaking erection is any indication.

"Right, here is how it's going to happen, Pet. Tonight, you will be my little sex slave, a sex slave I'm supposed to be very proud of and show off to the crowd. Of course, I'm willing to share my slave with a lot of friends so that they have a taste of his cute little ass and his delicious mouth. So I will walk you on a leash around the club and if I see anyone lusting for my beautiful slave, I will let them enjoy you as they want. You will have to prove yourself extremely obedient and to worship all the dicks I lead you to.

"During the shows, you will be left on all fours on a bench that Master Aaron has kindly accepted to settle at our usual spot and where all my friends will be allowed to fuck you as much as they need release. As you can imagine, this will happen in a safe environment and condoms will be used as far as your butt is concerned. I will just want to double check your mouth doesn't have any current little wounds. How does that sound, Pet?"

How does that sound?

HOW DOES THAT FUCKING SOUND?

Ugh, ask my painful cock and it shall tell you!

Like I said, I'm not a fan of being walked on a leash, especially if I have to crawl on the floor, but in this particular context, damn! I might as well explode already and without any stimulation!

"It sounds great, Master! Thank you for letting me experience another of my fantasies!" I reply with a mix of eagerness and shyness. His fingers reach for my chin and make me raise my head, allowing me to meet his intense blue eyes.

"Happy birthday, Pet. And please, feel free to safeword if things get too intense, either with the usual yellow and red, or the little bell I'm going to give you. Is this clear?" he then asks with seriousness.

"I will, Master."

"Good boy. Now since this has begun, let's start with your preparation. I'm going to enjoy prepping my slave..." he says with a real perverted smirk.

Holy me! Does he mean what I think he means?

"Go the toilets first if you need it and then bend over the sink counter in the bathroom, Slave!" he orders.

I rise to my feet and go straight to the counter since I don't need the toilets right now. There is an enema kit there and as Master Siegfried is following me, he grabs the pear and starts running water in the sink. Oh Gosh, so this is what I thought. He is going to prep me! Weirdly enough, I find it rather exciting. I played once with a Dom who had a kink for enema play and honestly it was a bit strange, but not that unpleasant if it weren't for the fact that he wanted me to hold the water for longer each time.

Bent over the counter with my face hidden in my arms, I sense Master Siegfried walk to my backside and I soon feel something cold poke at my entrance and slip in. The nozzle of the bulb is thin enough so it's not painful but the sensation of the mild water filling my rectum and the beginning of my bowels makes me a bit uncomfortable in the sense that this is not something we usually do with Doms. I'm glad he remains quiet and doesn't comment more than necessary though. After a few minutes holding the water in, still in the same position, I am ordered to use the toilets and release the water, which I hurry to do.

He repeats the process five times – yes, five freaking times! – and then asks me to go lie down on the bed where he laid a large towel. Once on my back, I see him join me there, carrying a tray with shaving cream, razors and a basin of water. He makes me fold my legs and part them to the maximum, then here we go for another weird moment. My cock had slightly deflated through the long enema process but when he begins to shave my privates, my little soldier gets back to its full size. That makes it easier for him as he manipulates the blade that cuts off all my hair. The man seems to enjoy himself a lot as he keeps smiling and humming, clearly paying a lot of attention to what he does, and the result is perfect.

Once he is done with my armpits too, he asks me to rest on my knees and to part my buttocks for him, with my head resting on the mattress. Getting rid of the hair I have there is not that long, but he makes sure that my skin is perfectly smooth. He then strips off his own clothes and leads me to the shower in the bathroom, where he has me stand with my legs wide open and my hands resting on the tiled wall. I actually love that moment as he gently cleans me up and down. After a pleasant massage of my scalp, his hands wander all over my body, insisting on my nipples, my balls and his fingers start prepping my hole. This is really hot to entirely surrender all control to this man and my moans of pleasure only prove it.

When we are both clean and dry, we return to the playroom and the armchair where he feeds me while I am kneeling between his legs. He keeps it light as always before a scene and soon enough, we are back in the bathroom where we brush our teeth – very softly for me – and he verifies that I have no cuts or injuries in my mouth. He then takes the longest time to oil my entire body, from my face down to my toes, making me all glittering. All through the preparation, Master Siegfried remains rather silent apart from words of encouragement and praise for his Little Slave, but at the same time, he has never been very talkative.

"We're almost ready, Slave..." he finally says as he leads me to the chest of drawers where several things are resting. "Final touch..." he comments with a smirk as he grabs a very large leather collar which has a metal plate that says SEX SLAVE at the front and a big O ring at the back.

Once locked around my neck, he takes a metal cock ring that he secures at the base of my shaft, one that is tighter than the other rings he often uses and I'm sure that part is going to be quite hell for me after a bit.

"Bend over, Slave!" he then orders, taking the lube and a middle-sized plug.

I can't help my moans as his fingers stretch my ring of muscles and it gets even worse when he inserts the toy inside my ass. I'm not feeling full since it's not that big, but the way he is playing with it, making it brush against my sweet spot, feels so good!

Thank goodness, this doesn't last for too long and he soon asks me to lean back up, with the plug still in my ass of course. I can feel the little handle squeezed between my buttocks but what catches my attention next is the last object on the chest of drawers.

"Are you ready to be abused, Slave?" he asks me seriously.

"Yes, Master!!" I reply eagerly, my arousal reaching another level.

"Good Slave!" he chuckles as he takes the hard silicone ring and places it inside my mouth, making sure that my teeth rest on the ridges, before he buckles the straps at the back of my head tightly.

Now I know a lot of males will be able to enjoy my mouth as they want and it throws me into such a state of excitement that I release more precum.

"Yes, it seems like you're definitely ready... Such a good Slave!" he then praises me, dropping a kiss on my forehead.

He then wraps a leather bracelet to my wrist, one that has a little bell attached to it so that I can safeword once my mouth is full.

"Just one last detail..." He goes to the rack and brings a leather leash that he quickly snaps to the ring of my collar. "Now be a good Slave, and I might reward you with two orgasms in the end," he says gently, which only increases my eagerness. "On your hands and knees now! It's time to go!"

No shorts? Is he going to make me crawl naked for the entire evening at the Diamond? I guess this is all part of the role play and far from bothering me, it only arouses me more. I immediately comply and wait in the right position for him to slip on a pair of leather trousers and his combat boots. I can tell the whole situation stimulates him as well, considering the huge bulge at the front of his pants. But it's not only that. His Dominant aura has increased tenfold and I believe he is going to enjoy himself showing me off like this.

Once ready, he grabs the leash and with a tug on it, I follow him out of his playroom. Crawling on my knees is not very comfortable but he is not walking fast, and I have no difficulty to adapt to his pace as we go along the corridors and reach the main room of the Black Diamond. I have no idea what time it is, but the place is already very crowded as we walk in. I immediately feel eyes on me while we progress toward the lounge area and it doesn't take long before someone stops us.

"What do we have here?" a voice that I recognize as Master Trevor's echoes above me.

He is a handsome Dominant, with a soft dark-complexioned skin, who I interacted with a few times in the past. Contrary to Master Wesley, another Afro-American Dom whose tool is the hugest of all, his junk is just average but trust me the guy knows how to use it.

"Hi Trevor!" my Master replies in a smug tone. "My slave is open for use tonight, so... you might want to enjoy him a bit later tonight?"

"I have a Sub for the evening, but I wouldn't mind a little blowjob indeed..."

"We'll see you later, then. I need to bring this slave to the boss, first..."

Oh my God! We're going to see Master Aaron too. Though it's not surprising because he is always very cautious with this kind of role play and insists on making sure that the Sub being gangbanged or enslaved for an evening is absolutely comfortable with it. What surprises me is that he hasn't summoned me to his office beforehand, like he did with Devin or even the twins when they scheduled something similar in the past. At the same time, he already knows about that kink of mine and this is why he pushed me into Master Siegfried's arms a year ago, knowing he would fulfill most of them.

Although I keep my head lowered, I know we're headed toward Master Aaron's VIP area. Surprisingly, there are only two pairs of legs on the couch. It's Friday night and his best friends are usually there with him, but maybe they're a bit late.

"Good evening, Aaron. Mike," Master Siegfried says respectfully as he pulls on the leash and makes me stop between the Master Dom's legs.

Master Aaron and his security manager. It's rare to see Master Mike on Friday evenings here, he is usually busy behind the scenes on those days.

"Good evening, Siegfried! How's it going?" Master Aaron asks warmly.

"All good!"

At that moment, I feel Master Aaron lean over and he raises my chin with two of his fingers. His mischievous eyes are filled with lust and I have seen the huge protuberance between his legs on my way to meet his chocolate orbs. For a long minute, he remains silent, just staring at me and trying to decipher my emotions but I bet all he can see is mutual lust.

"So you're finally about to live that experience, Buddy?" he asks me softly.

Sadly, I can't tell him with words how impatient I am about it because of the gag, but I nod my head frantically and I'm sure he can see it on my face.

"Show me how eager you are, then!" he says, wiggling his eyebrows before he reclines into the couch and frees his massive erection.

Oh Gosh, this is hot!

I kneel up and rest my hands on his thighs, then lower my head over his cock that he is keeping upward with his thumb. The gag prevents me from playing with his member like I normally would but that's not the point anyway in that kind of scene. So, I just bob up and down along his length and he soon takes control with one of his hands, pushing me further down on him by small pressures.

It doesn't get rough but I have my guess he has been waiting for this too because it doesn't take long before I get to taste his essence at the back of my throat. I don't know how many loads I'm going to get tonight but this first one was sweet enough, and I have no problem swallowing it whole.

"It was great!" Master Aaron sighs as he tucks himself back into his leathers. "Congratulations on your beautiful Slave, Siegfried!"

"Thank you, Aaron! He's a good slave indeed and I trust him to remain so until the end of the evening," he replies meaningfully. Well, he can count on me!

"I believe Mike wouldn't mind a bit of release too before he gets back to the security room..." Master Aaron then suggests.

Master Mike is probably the most handsome African-American at the club and in a permanent relationship with his Sub Felipe who works at the Black Moon. Although I have never had the pleasure to play with them, I know how kinky they are, and this is one of Felipe's kinks to see his Master interact with other Subs. That, and humiliation from what I heard. Too bad he is not here tonight, or he would have gotten his kicks.

"Go and pleasure Master Mike, Slave!" Master Siegfried orders, leading me to the other man with the leash.

His monster cock is already out and dripping with precum that I would love to lick! I manage to slip my tongue through the ring and do so before the Dom pushes on my head, shoving his thick rod inside my mouth. His member is not the longest I have ever seen but it's hugely thick and I soon feel full. Thank goodness, he doesn't force himself past my gag reflex, but he grabs a handful of my hair and makes me bob up and down quite fast. His deep groans tell me how he is enjoying himself, but it takes a good five or ten minutes before he releases his juices in my mouth.

"Thank you, Slave. It was very good!" he says as my Master pulls me back a little.

"Well, thank you for this little visit. Have a good evening now!" Master Aaron then cheers.

"Same to you, Aaron. My slave will be sure to enjoy a lot of edging first."

"I trust he will! Just don't forget that safewords are life!" Master Aaron adds before we go away.

Master Siegfried leads me toward the bar at the far back of the main room, praising me on how good I have done so far. Once there, he joins a group of other Dominants with whom he has a drink while I kneel beside him. During the ten minutes they discuss about nothing and everything, my cock deflates a tiny bit, which feels good, but it doesn't last for long. A pair of leather-clad legs suddenly pops in my sight and I hear the zipper being pulled down. I had somewhat tuned them out, but I guess their conversation must have shifted to something different.

"Enjoy, guys, but keep my Slave's activity sheet in mind! No trespassing his limits!" Master Siegfried warns.

"Sure thing," a deep voice says above me.

The Dom in question doesn't add another word before he pulls on my hair to raise my head a little, allowing him to insert his cock inside my mouth. I don't dare look up to see who this is so I keep staring at his hairy pubis while he fucks my open mouth. Another friend of Master Siegfried's soon joins the fun and the two men take turns to enjoy my hole. My Master is still sitting on his high stool but someone is beginning to play with the plug in my ass. This has me moan with pleasure, even more so when a fourth man crouches beside me and starts stroking my shaft.

"Such a cute slave... Come on... Moan for those sexy hunks!!!"

The combination of all the sensations, on my sensitive erection, against my prostate, and the entire situation with men abusing my mouth could only make me do so. It seems like the vibrations I utter throw the first one over the edge and his seed soon fills my mouth. The second one must have been close too as semen hits the side of my face only a few seconds later. As soon as the first guy has pulled out, the second one cups his juices on my cheek and makes them slip through the open gag before he licks me clean with his tongue.

I don't have time to dwell on this as the man beside me rises to his feet, grabs both sides of my head and begins to face-fuck me, getting rougher and rougher.

"Oh yeah, that's it, Slave! Take it whole!!" he grunts harshly.

I don't know how I am going to handle my own arousal because this is just too hot. I know it's only role playing so I just love it. Good thing the man is not too well endowed in the cock department, meaning his instrument is barely average in terms of length and thickness but he still manages to make me gag a few times, to his greatest pleasure it seems.

"Come on his back!!" he suddenly growls to the guy behind me who is still playing with the toy and within the next minute, I feel a warm substance hit my skin and run down my spine, soon followed by more juices down my gutter.

More Dominants get their turn for a while longer but none of them misses to praise me on how good a slave I am, which only encourages me to take more. I actually can't wait for them to abuse my other hole, but we are getting there as Master Siegfried eventually puts an end to the parade at the bar and removes the open mouth gag from my head.

"Thank you, Master," I say gratefully.

My jaw was becoming a bit sore with this.

"Drink, Slave," he commands, handing me a glass of water.

I truly appreciate the fresh liquid right now as it allows me to get rid of all the taste of semen in my mouth. Some of the shots I got were good but not all of them, so I'm glad he thought about it.

"I need your jaw to relax a bit now, so that you can take more later tonight..." he trails off with a chuckle that makes me smile.

He then leads me to his usual spot where there is a punishment bench resting in front of one of the three couches here. I'm not surprised to see that most of the seats are taken and as I discreetly peek up, I notice a few faces I know and others I am not familiar with. Nonetheless, these are only sexy men and I'm more than willing to let them abuse my body tonight. There is only one other Sub kneeling beside one of the Doms and his presence surprises me a lot because he is a masochist named Mathis.

He joined about a year ago if I remember correctly. I don't know him very well as he is not very talkative for one, and then he doesn't often visit the club on weekend nights. After another discreet glance, I see that he is with Master Gideon, the Sadist who was among the other Doms whose certification I attended two years ago but the man's cold green eyes quickly put me back in my place.

I thought Master Siegfried would set me on the bench already, but he pulls me with him as he sits down on the middle couch and makes me kneel with my back to him.

"Display, Slave!" he orders, and I immediately part my knees further, exposing my pointing erection, and lace my fingers at the small of my back. "You've been doing really good so far, Slave. I'm proud of you! Are you ready for more?" he whispers in my ear from behind.

"Yes, Master. I will do whatever you want..." I whisper back, already panting with anticipation.

"Good Slave! You might deserve a reward..." he then adds huskily, and, knowing what he means, my cock twitches when I think I might be offered two orgasms in the end.

"Please... Master..."

"Gideon?" he calls out more loudly. "Has Mathis been a good Pet recently?"

"He always is," the fairly small man replies dryly. "And he knows better than to misbehave!"

"Would you let him play with my Slave and reach an orgasm?"

"They can play, but Mathis is not allowed to come," the man replies smugly, all his sadism perspiring in his tone.

Oh Gosh, poor guy...

"Slave, lie down on your back!" Master Siegfried then orders, and I do as I am told.

"Pet, go straddle this Slave's shoulders and lower your butt on his face so that he can prep you with his tongue!" Master Gideon commands with the coldest authority I have ever heard.

Within the next few seconds, a pair of streaked buttocks is blocking my sight – probably the result of a strong whipping – and I am ordered to part the cheeks and French kiss his hole. This is obviously not something I am used to perform, and I don't know if I should apply myself to make him feel good or to not put too much effort in it since he won't be allowed to come.

"Now bend over and swallow this little prick!"

Can I punch him? Okay, I may not have a fat cock like a lot of Doms do here, but I'm not small and more than average! A prick is clearly insulting! A little prick even worse! I don't have time to dwell on this though as Mathis's mouth is around my needy cock at once, making me hiss with pleasure.

"Deeper, Pet!" Master Gideon growls and I soon feel his chin hit my pubis and his nose my tight balls. "Stay there, Pet, choke on his dick!"

Mathis gags a bit but he quickly learns to relax his throat, making it more pleasant for me in terms of noise.

"Slave, fold your legs up! And don't come until the cock ring is removed!" Master Siegfried orders, soon followed by the other Master's voice.

"Play with the toy in his ass, Pet!"

Holy crap! Mathis passes his arms around my hips and as his left hand parts my buttock from the other, his other hand begins to make the plug swirl inside my hole. I try to focus on rimming him but there are too many sensations overwhelming me and I become a pleading and moaning mess in no time. The Doms around us grunt and throw us more dirty words, which only arouses me more. Thank goodness, I soon feel someone fumbling with my balls and as soon as the ring is opened, I let go of all the tension. I think someone is pushing Mathis's head over my erection because it slips down his throat as my seed spurt out in a delicious fire and he swallows all my load easily despite the pressure.

My screams are muffled by his ass cheeks, otherwise they would have been heard from the Black Moon, I think. Jeez! This feels so good! I don't know if I would have been able to resist until the end of the evening, to be honest and I'm thankful Master Siegfried granted me a first orgasm before the rest of the role play unfolds. Once I am back in my previous place – and Mathis his – I try not to think about the rest too much and to enjoy my semi-hard. I'm just feeling sorry for Mathis who is sporting a raging hard-on.

For a few minutes, nothing happens and I just revel in Master Siegfried caressing my hair while the stage for the first show is being prepared. All the Doms are talking but I don't pay attention to their conversations, trying to relax before the next part of the evening. At some point though, my Master stands up and leads me to the punishment bench where he ties my limbs in all the restraints, making it impossible for me to move. Except for my left wrist that holds the bell bracelet so that I can shake it a bit. For more safety, he also adds a ball in my other hand. He then crouches in front of me and lifts my chin up to meet his eyes.

"How are you doing, Slave?" he asks.

"I'm great, Master," I reply meekly, yet proving my words with a wide smile.

"Don't forget to safeword if necessary, and in the meantime, I'm going to give you vitamins..." he smirks before he stands up and pulls out his beautiful straight cock out of his pants.

Gosh! He has been witnessing all this for a while now and hasn't even participated yet! No wonder the mushroom head of his shaft is purplish! I doubt he will last for long but in any case, he doesn't waste any time and shoves himself inside my mouth. Since I no longer have the open-mouth gag, it is easy to give him the best head I can, and I truly apply myself, using my tongue to pleasure the most sensitive parts of his cock. The result is expected and barely five minutes later, just as the lights are dimmed for the show to begin, he explodes at the back of my throat, his salty cream running straight down my gutter.

"Thank you, Slave, it was perfect!" he praises me in my ear, which has my cock swell again and reach a full hard-on. He puts the ring back in place before he returns to his seat behind me I believe. "Gents, you may use this slave as you see fit and as per what we agreed! Condoms and respect of safewords are mandatory!" he then calls out to his guests.

I hear several grunts and groans coming from the three couches and it doesn't take long before someone begins to play with the plug in my ass. Although I am facing the stage and could watch the show, I decide to play it cowardly and, to avoid more excitement, I keep my head lowered. However, if I judge by the voices I hear from there, I think the scene implies two Dominants and one Submissive. How coincidental...

I haven't been forbidden to moan so I don't refrain on my voice as a man is thrusting the plug in and out for a few minutes. Another one soon joins and keeps my buttocks parted for the first one to play with the toy, but the damn thing is soon pulled out and discarded on the floor, quickly replaced by the head of a cock after more lube has been smeared. Being the first one, the guy penetrates me slowly and I'm freaking thankful for that! Even though I have been well prepped with the plug, there is still a slight discomfort as his thick cock passes through the ring of muscles.

Fuck! He's huge!!!

The sting quickly disappears though, and he is able to pick up speed, gripping my hips while the other guy goes to stand in front of me, with his rod at full attention. Both men are soon pounding into my ass and my mouth in sync, making me feel full and I just love it. When the one in my back reaches his release, deep inside of me and into his condom, another one takes his place to fill me up with a thinner cock and the pounding starts again. Just as the one in front of me unloads in my mouth, the one in the back pulls out and is replaced by a bigger dick. These two keep alternating; while one is ramming into me, the other one is stroking my shaft and pinching my nipples.

A beautiful – and very big – black shaft soon pops in my sight. One I have seen before and belongs to Master Wesley. Oh God, I hadn't seen he was there!!! I only played once with him and I also remember that evening I stretched Ed with my own dick before he was going to spend the evening with this Dominant some time ago. Master Wesley truly has one of the hugest members of the club and if I have to take him up my ass, the other men had better prepare me well!

"Open, Slave!" he orders in his deep gravelly voice, pulling on my hair to tilt my head up and have a better access.

I really have to open my mouth wider to already let the mushroom head in. I first lick all the precum oozing from the slit and after a few round trips taking what I can, I use my tongue to tease the contours of the head and his frenum.

"Get it back in now!" he orders and he pushes himself inside my mouth.

It's not so much the length that makes me gag a bit because he doesn't try to go too far, but the thickness is hard to deal with. I am still getting used to it little by little and Master Wesley increases his pace, stroking the base of his shaft with his other hand.

"I'm coming!!" a voice grunts behind me and the man pulls out of my ass before his warm seed spurt on my lower back, making me forget about my mouth for a few seconds. While the other guy of the duet takes his place, the first one smears his substance all over my kidney area, moaning loudly. Another shot soon joins the first, creating a sticky mess equal to the pool of precum that's forming beneath me. Damn! I'm really enjoying this!

Master Wesley is getting rougher though and as another Dominant settles inside my ass, I begin to suffocate a bit with the black dick. I guess he is getting carried away and I begin to shake my left wrist to warn him he's going too far.

"Wesley! Pull out!" I hear my Master bark behind me and the next second, the kind Afro-American Dom is out and crouching in front of me.

"Are you alright, Slave?" he asks with concern.

"Yes, I'm good. Sorry, Master Wesley..." I reply, panting heavily as the other Dom is still deep inside of me, yet not moving.

"Don't be sorry, Slave. You did very well to safeword. Now just keep your mouth open and stick your tongue out. And don't swallow," he orders before he stands back up.

For the rest of the first show, there are more men using and abusing my body. Some of them try to avoid my prostate as much as they can to make things a bit less difficult for my arousal. Others – like that Sadist of Master Gideon for instance – make sure to brush against it as often as they can. In the latter's case, this is because he just loves hearing my pleading for release and he knows I won't get it until the end. I don't mind too much because I am sincerely enjoying myself tonight. Knowing that all these men can do whatever they want – or almost and in any case within my limits – is just blissful.

Part of the Doms like ejaculating while they are buried deep inside an asshole, but a lot don't like condoms too much. Yet, that's in the policies of the club, thank Master Aaron for that, but these guys usually like to release their juices on other parts of my body. This has made me a sticky mess, principally on my back, but who cares!? That's just part of the game!

I believe the first show is about to end now on stage and no one is using my mouth when I suddenly feel something big poke at my entrance. More lube is poured at the crack of my ass, but I can feel the warmth of a big dick underneath the freshness of the condom. As the man parts my buttocks and begins to push himself in, stretching me a lot more despite my loosened muscles, the sting makes me squeal and I have no doubt on who the owner is.

Master Wesley.

Again.

"Oh my Gooooooooooooooood!" I scream, squeezing my eyes shut and clenching my fingers very tightly as the mushroom tries to get in.

"Shhh, it's okay, Slave. Relax that hole for me, you can do it," he encourages me softly, running his hands all over my back.

Fuck! It stings!

One of his arms circles my hips and his big fingers start stroking my throbbing erection. All in all, it helps because the sensations are delicious. All the other men have prepared me for him and I know I just have to relax a bit more.

"That's it, Slave... Let my big dick in... Keep it going... Yeahhhhh the biggest part's in!" he cheers as I feel the base of the mushroom slip inside.

I take deep breaths of air while he gives me time to adapt to the thickness and after a while, as it becomes less uncomfortable, he starts going further and further, adding more lube all the time. I don't remember having felt so full since that time I was in his playroom, not even the few times I got double-penetrated in the past year.

Wait... Is it a preparation for the next part of the evening? Master Siegfried hasn't visited my back entrance at all tonight and I know this is one of his favorite kinks. He loves feeling another cock ram into the same asshole he is buried in and brush against his!

Oh God, I'm sure it's going to come soon!

Master Wesley is taking his time, but he soon begins to pick up speed, pounding into my ass rather roughly. If I judge by his low and intense grunts, he must be close to climax, as are those guys on stage. And not only. All around me, coming from various areas of the main room, Doms and Subs and groaning and moaning and it turns into a loud cacophony as orgasms explode everywhere. Master Wesley pulls out of me and spreads his seed on my back, adding to the other loads. But I mostly feel relieved because if a double-penetration is what comes next, I'm ready for it.

"Such a beautiful gaping asshole!" Master Siegfried coos as the lights come back in the room.

One of his fingers is running circles around the walls of my ring of muscles and I can tell it's definitely gaping. I know I will get all the possible aftercare later and I don't worry too much, but I'll still feel it for a few days I think. I don't care, that's so worth it! I'm so enthralled with the entire play that I feel dizzy and as if gliding among the clouds and birds in the sky.

"Are you still alright, Slave?"

"Yes, Masterrrrrrrrr..." I moan when he begins to stimulate my prostate, which makes him chuckle.

"Such a good slave... You'll soon get your second reward," he then adds as he and one of his best friends, Master Mason, remove my restraints.

Well, I hope so because I am craving for release now and I think I deserve it!

My muscles are so sore and strained that I can't even move, but anyway, Master Siegfried carries me in his arms to the couch, where he makes me straddle his lap, chest to chest. That's when I realize he is naked now. For a long moment, and while they are preparing the second show on the stage, we cuddle in silence.

"You've been doing so good, Pet..." he whispers in my ear with tenderness. His praise never misses to make me feel good and I almost forget about my throbbing erection. "I think you're going to like the last part..." he then whispers just as the lights get dimmed again.

A few seconds later, without him moving at all, his arms still wrapped around my waist and my face nested in the crook of his neck, I feel someone tease my entrance with more lube again, rubbing fingers softly against my skin. One of Master Siegfried's hand reaches for the back of my head to keep me in place – and probably so that I don't look back and see who the man is. He wouldn't do that with just anybody because he likes to go bareback in those occasions so that's either Master Mason, his best friend at the club or...

Could it be Master Aaron?

I don't have time to ponder on this any longer as the other man pulls on my Master's cock and guides it inside my ass. He obviously has no difficulty to slide in after all this fucking, but I still feel the tip brushing against my sweet spot, making me moan deeply. Master Siegfried shifts a bit on the couch in a more slouched position, and I lean up a tad bit now that his hands are on my hips guiding me up and down, and stare into his beautiful blue eyes, biting my lips.

All the other Doms are stroking themselves I believe – at least this is what those I can see in my peripheral vision do! – and it seems it's getting steamy hot on stage as well. The man behind me is now nibbling on my shoulder, slowly reaching for my neck and earlobe. I feel his warm breath in my ear when he begins to whisper.

"A good slave should be able to take a second cock down there, shouldn't he?" he asks with heavy lust.

This voice makes my member twitch and it fills me up with warmth as I recognize its deepness. Without looking at him, I can see his chocolate eyes glittering with lust, his perfect features, his soft dark hair, his mischievous grin... And I can definitely imagine his pierced cock ready to get in!

"I'm a very good slave, I believe, Master Aaron..." I reply a bit teasingly.

He chuckles and once he has rested a foot on my left side on the couch with his other leg standing on my right side, I feel the head of his cock poke at my entrance and there we go. Master Wesley may have prepared me well for that, but it still stings a bit when Master Aaron pushes past the ring of muscles. It's stretched but I can feel a bit of discomfort for a few seconds all the same, just enough time for him to slip in at a slow pace.

Both men grunt deeply from the sensations, which encourages me to relax and give them all the pleasure I can. Fuck! I'm so full with these two big dicks in my ass! And yet, I love it greatly! Master Aaron does most of the job since Master Siegfried is underneath and buried deep inside of me. From the ecstasy in his eyes, I know he is enjoying this a lot, and the same goes for Master Aaron if his groans of pleasure are any indication.

Master Mason climbs on the couch and extends his own erection to me, beckoning me to pleasure him too. Holy crap! Is this hotness ever going to end? Now even my mouth is full and as Master Siegfried begins to stroke my throbbing shaft, I think I get into what they call subspace. I am reaching such a state of bliss from all these sensations and the whole background situation that it feels like my soul is floating above me.

I can see all the lust everywhere.

I can hear all the noises of pleasure.

I can smell all the musk coming from all this cum on my body.

I sometimes feel like a slut for wanting so much kinky sex, but not tonight. Tonight, I realize that it's just a part of me that delves into the pleasures of sex. Of consensual sex. All these men are like me and among them, I just feel normal.

After all, why would it be wrong to indulge in what makes you feel good as long as all parties agree to it?

Nothing.

There is nothing wrong in this case.

All I know is that when I hear the Come for us, Slave, I reach another level of euphoria. The shivers that seize my body make me shake like a leaf and my high-pitched scream echoes to the low groans around me. My mouth gets filled with another load of cum from Master Mason and my ass clenching around the two shafts inside throw Master Aaron and Master Siegfried over the edge, allowing them to reach their climax and pour their seed deep inside of me.

Fuck!

That was a blissful experience!

Published on 19 January 2018

Hope you enjoyed this chapter ;)

I think I should add a word in answer to questions I've received either through comments or DM, regarding the numerous chapters published this week. As an author who loves interacting with readers, I've taken the lack of comments or votes in this story as an indication that readers don't like it, which is completely understandable since it's a very difficult one. To be honest, I considered unpublishing it, but that wouldn't be fair to the few who follow it, and I still love it a lot, so I won't do that. I truly had a hard time writing The Darker Side Of The Moon, but I want to share it all the same because I believe Jeremy and Gary deserve their happy ending, so I'm just trying to speed up the publishing. It doesn't mean that I'm slacking on the editing, and I'll always try to produce decently written chapters with as few mistakes or typos as I can. Anyway, this is my cue to thank you for being here and bearing with this painful story. I promise things will soon get better for Jeremy, just count on a few more difficult chapters. Noah will join in chapter 19, so we're not far ;)

Enjoy the weekend!

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:

Thursday 25 August 2011: Gary announces his move to Asia to Jeremy (TDS Ch12)

Friday 16 September 2011: Gary moved to Asia (TDS Ch12)

Saturday 15 October 2011: Jeremy messes up, he's punished by Aaron, who advises him a contract with Master Siegfried (TDS Ch12)

Sometime October 2011: Jeremy played a scene with Camden

2012:

Wednesday 3 October 2012: Jeremy is turning 22, and receives a birthday card from Gary (TDS Ch14)

Friday 5 October 2012: The gangbang at the club (TDS Ch14)

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:

Friday 20 March 2015: Timmy has been sick for ten days, and he dies on the following day (TDS Ch13)

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)