The Darker Side Of The Moon
Book 4 of The Black Moon series
Chapter 22: Free!

Jeremy's POV - Monday 10 August 2015

"Are you alright, Kitten?" Andrei asks in his softest voice, full of concern.

How dare he?

How dare he ask such a question when he should know the answer already? Isn't it obvious? Isn't it clear enough that I am not alright?

Seriously? What was your first clue, you jackass!?

For crying out loud, there have been like a ton of them! Has he finally gathered that the humidity on my cheeks are not tears of joy? Did he suddenly get that I am not happy with him? There is so much he should understand!

I am here against my fucking will!

I never asked for this life of sexual slavery. I was happy with what I had before! I had a joyful life, with a job I adored, lots of friends and a man I loved more than anything. A man to whom I was about to confess my love. And that bastard had to ruin everything. He clearly has no idea how much I hate him, though he probably wouldn't care. In his defense, I never told him in his face. I'm too much of a coward for that; too scared he might use the whip again, and I know he has one here with him.

All the same, all these tears I shed every day should be enough for him to understand that I'm not alright. Thinking that I was so close to freedom only three weeks ago only adds to my pain. I swear that fate must have had a grudge against me, it's not possible otherwise. I am now stuck with three captors in a log cabin that barely has any commodities. From what I understood, it belongs to one of Vadim's uncles who used to come here for fishing weekends with friends in the numerous water streams and lakes that cover the Superior National Forest. We are far from any comfort here. Even the basement of the mansion was better equipped and more comfortable!

At least, it wasn't so warm back there. Being semi-underground, it remained fresh during the warm days, but here, it's just unbearable. Despite all the trees, the temperature rises under the sun and with four men inside this small cabin, it only gets worse. And that's one of the issues I am facing now. Oh, it's a silly one and so minor compared to my other problems that I feel shameful for giving it so much importance when I shouldn't really care. However, this itching has become so annoying that I just can't help whimpering at the disagreeable sensation and the pain it enhances.

The thing is that I am allowed outside the cabin only every three or four days, and it's just to go to the closest water stream to clean up. Andrei doesn't trust me enough and he's scared I'm going to flee. Well, I definitely would if I could, but with three men watching over me while I bath in the river, there's not much I can attempt.

Between the lack of hygiene and the terrible heat of the past week which makes me sweat a lot, I am beginning to have some sort of allergic reaction to the cock cage. This is also due to the fact that I have been wearing the same sweatpants ever since we left the mansion and unfortunately, I can't resolve myself to get rid of them.

Oh, Andrei would probably like that, but I have lived naked for most of the last year and a half and I don't want to give up on this small bit of privacy I have gained. Especially as I spend the better part of the day on a dirty wooden floor or tied to a bed. Until now, I haven't complained, but the itching has become so unbearable that I can no longer contain my tears and I guess my sobs must have been different than what they usually are since he noticed my discomfort.

"Kitten?" Andrei growls threateningly in my ear, snuggling closer to me on the bed. "Tell me what's wrong so that I can help you as best as I can!"

"I'm sorry, Master... but I think I have a problem with the chastity device..." I eventually reply as he starts sucking on my earlobe.

That makes him stop right away and roll me over to lie on my back on the small bed we are sharing. The only bed in the cabin. Vadim and Will use cots that they install at night.

"Do you? Let me see this!" he orders but he's not really asking for my permission since he is already pulling down my pants, revealing my very irritated groin. "Shit! When did it start, Kitten?" he asks with more concern.

"Just yesterday, Master..." I lie, because in truth, the itching began three or four days ago.

"Fuck! Don't move!" he exclaims, already getting up from the bed.

Huh! Do I need to remind him that my collar is tied to the bedframe and that I can't go anywhere?

"Vadim! Go get me a basin of fresh water!" he shouts for the attention of his henchman who is outside with the other guard, probably playing cards or whatever to keep them busy during this long afternoon.

He comes back a few seconds later with a first-aid kit and sits down beside me. He pulls out a small key and unlocks the padlock of the cock cage, making me wince in pain when he removes the thick ring at the base of my shaft. I dare a peek at my crotch and see that it's much worse than I thought it was, in fact. My pubes have begun to grow again since I waxed three weeks ago but I can clearly see all the red irritation marks on my swollen skin, all over my balls and my shaft but also in my groin.

This is so painful that I don't have the strength to protest when Andrei cleans me up himself, using the water Vadim brought and an antiseptic soap. He carefully dabs my skin dry with a towel and applies an ointment that he softly rubs all over my privates. I keep my eyes closed all the while, wishing to avoid looking at the mix of perverted lust and worry I saw on his face before I shut them.

However, I don't need my sight to understand where this is going. I can feel it in the way he is stroking me, trying to make me hard, but these are hopeless dreams for him. That won't happen. I have never felt the slightest bit of desire for him.

"I guess we're going to forget about the cock cage for now, Kitten. Will is going to put it back on in a few days when it gets better..." he says softly, still playing with my flaccid member.

What!? Why would Will do that?

That makes me flick my eyes open and I meet a very stern and thoughtful Andrei. Without a word, he grabs my wrists and ties them with a long rope that he also attaches to the headboard of the bed above my head before he lies down, hovering over me. With his weight pressing me into the mattress, I can't move but I can feel his hardness on my naked thigh through the fabric of his slacks. Oh God... no... I really don't like that.

"I'll be gone in a couple of days, Kitten," he whispers, nibbling on my earlobe. "I don't know for how long yet, but I need to clear the situation and build ourselves a new future in another country. I have some resources in Canada where we will soon be able to hide before we move somewhere else, probably in South America. But I can't take you with me for now. You will have to stay here for a few more weeks until I am sure that the place is safe," he explains, only interrupting his speech to drop kisses all over my neck.

"Will I stay here alone, Master?" I ask, trying to avoid too much hopefulness in my voice, which only makes him chuckle.

"No, Kitten. Will is going to stay here with you and only Vadim will go with me. I can't leave you completely alone and Will is fully used to taking care of you, so it should do until Fabio joins us," he says, propping himself up on his elbows and looking down at me severely. "He's going to keep you tied up so don't imagine anything will happen. He will have all the rights to punish you as strictly as he sees fit if you don't behave. You'd better be a good Kitten, or be sure that you'll get the second part of your sanction with me whenever I get the opportunity to. And I still have my contacts in Chicago, so my previous threats are still on. Is that clear, Kitten?"

"Yes, Master..." I breathe out, fighting the tears in my eyes.

I try to find comfort in the fact that the guard is not gay and that I should at least be left alone in Andrei's absence. He may have given up on his tight penetration kink since we arrived here, but I've still had to blow him almost every day, as well as his personal henchman a couple of times. That shouldn't happen with Will.

"Good Kitten!" he exclaims with a smug tone.

I hate that glint of lust as he sits back up, straddling my thighs. Before I know it, he flips me on my stomach and I hear the sound of a zipper being pulled down.

"Please... Master..." I beg between my sobs, but he is already smearing lube between my buttocks.

"Are you willing to displease your Master, Kitten?" he scolds me with a deep voice that makes me shudder. "I don't know yet when I'll see you again, so I think I'm allowed a last bit of pleasure... And you'll be perfectly tight next time we meet!"

As his body covers mine, I let myself drown into oblivion. I ignore the stinging pain. I just think about Noah, hoping he is well surrounded with people who will pull him together. About Liam, imagining him in a beautiful suit as he marries Master Joshua. About Master Aaron, who is surely doing the best he can for Noah. And about Gary, silently praying for him to come and save me.

I don't pay attention to the aftercare Andrei provides me with later. I can barely eat the food he feeds me with. I just hate the way he snuggles against me at night, holding me too close in his arms. This was just another day in hell.

As I drift to sleep, my only wish is that hell had an emergency exit door. And that I could muster the courage to run away...

You can do this, Jeremy... You just need the right opportunity!! Noah's voice resounds in my head.

I can't... What if I get caught? Andrei wouldn't hesitate killing Gary this time!

Don't worry about me, Jer! I can take that bastard down anytime if I face him!

But I'm so scared... I'm too much of a coward...

You're not, Buddy!! Where's the fighter in you? Where's the little rebel I met back in the days? Fight Buddy!!

Yes, I guess I should give it a try.

Running... Running like a mad man...

Am I even still a man? To be honest, after so many days, weeks, months secluded from the rest of the world, I no longer know what I am.

Kiiiiiiiiitten

Slave sounds more logical to my ears. Sex slave to be more precise. Kitten has become my name...

But a man?

You don't abduct a man to make him yours.

You don't steal a man from his family, friends and lover.

You don't collar a man against his will.

You don't treat a man like an object and chain him to make sure your property won't escape.

You don't confine a man in the basement of a house for unlimited time.

You don't abuse a man, both mentally and sexually.

Even criminals are treated better than that in jail.

A sex slave.

This is what I have been for almost seventeen months. Seventeen long months of captivity, used and abused by two devils. But I am finally given a real opportunity to escape and I can't miss it! So I am running. I'm running like a mad man, even if I don't know if I can still be considered as such. I don't care.

I guess I still am, otherwise I wouldn't have felt the urge to try and flee. Seventeen months confined and abused have to wear their toll on your mind. Your thoughts are not always coherent. Fear prevents you from thinking properly. Threats make you comply with the most disgusting commands. You just don't have a choice.

To be entirely honest, only a few weeks ago, I would have never dared an attempt at escaping. For fear of being hurt again. For fear of seeing the ones I love being hurt. I wouldn't be able to live with that. Yeah... I have been trained to obey, to be a good pet. No, not trained. Conditioned!

But then something happened. Noah happened.

Without knowing it, Noah revived a little part of the man I used to be. The fighter. The rebel. The hopeful guy. He instilled a bit of his strength. Just enough to rekindle the flame within me. So there is no way I am going to miss this chance I am given.

Kitteeeeeeeeen!!!!!

The threat is still close. That voice is freezing me, but I can't afford not to try harder. I don't want to return to this hell. If only there was hope he would kill me, maybe. If that meant the end of my sufferance, why not? But I wouldn't be that lucky, no. He wouldn't kill me. He would torture me to no end. He would make me pay the highest price for trying to escape again. And then everything would return to normal. His idea of normal. To me, it's hell.

Kiiiiiiitteeeeeeeeeen!!!

Tears are blurring my sight.

The smell of my blood is making me nauseous.

My lungs are aching, no longer used to such physical activity.

My muscles hurt to the point I wonder if they will be able to carry me away. Or how long they will support my weight.

My entire body is screaming with soreness.

Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitten!!!

I stumble and fall, breathing heavily. More scratches on my feet, my knees, my hands. I feel like I can't go on. Yet, my mind doesn't seem to agree. It pulls out the image of a beautiful man. Dark hair. Mischievous chocolate eyes. The one man to whom I owe all the good things that happened in my life. Aaron Cox... The one I could consider as my big brother.

And next to him is another gorgeous man. The most handsome I have ever met. Silky dark hair. Intense brown eyes. A three-day stubble. Gary Campbell. The one man who put me back on the right tracks when my life was going down the gutter. The one man I fell for.

Images can't speak, but I know what these two men would tell me right now. Fight, Jer! You're almost there! Come on, Boy! Try harder, you can do this!

Kitten!!??

I can't let that voice get closer to me. I need to pull myself through and run away. I need to ignore the physical pain and only think about the promise of seeing my lover again.

Kitten...

Please, God... Someone... Anyone... Help me!

Or else, let me die...

* * *

Tuesday 18th August 2015

"Right! It's time for me to go!" Will grumbles, tossing a porn magazine on the wooden table.

Where the fuck is he going?

He stands up and walks to the bed where I am lying, as always, and detaches the chain from the headboard.

"Follow me!" he orders, pulling on the chain and I have no other choice than to let him drag me to the other side of the cabin where there is the small restroom and the kitchenette.

The wooden construction is not big but it's not tiny either. Maybe about 200 square feet. It consists of one main room, a toilet stall and a small stock room from what I've seen of it. Will takes me to the other side, makes me sit down on the floor and secures the chain to a ring that is deeply fixed to the wall. He then firmly ties my hands with rope and does the same with my feet.

"Right! That should do!" he exclaims once he's done and stands back up. "You have enough length to reach the restroom if you have to. You'll just have to hop and be careful not to hurt yourself," he says as he goes to the small fridge and brings me two club sandwiches and a bottle of water. "It's a bit early, but that's your dinner. I'm going downtown to buy groceries and find myself a whore..." he then adds, smirking at me. "If I can't find any, I might use that mouth of yours... I'm not into men but... with a wild imagination and that magazine, it might work. And you're supposed to be talented at sucking so... We'll see!" he chuckles, and I feel a wave of nausea wash over me. "You'd better behave! I won't be too long!"

With that, he turns around and leaves.

For a long moment, and well after I have heard the engine of his car fade in the distance, I remain completely dumbfounded. Not by his threats of giving him head. No! By the fact that I am left here alone with no one to watch over me! I wasn't expecting that to ever happen! And yet it sounds so logical! I guess he could easily find game or fish in the forest to feed us if he really wanted to, but it's oh so easier to get food from the store! That lazy ass of Will cannot go without his beer anyway, so it was obvious he would have to refill at some point!

And provide you with an opportunity to flee!!

Yeah sure! How am I supposed to do this, tied up as I am?

Rack your brains, Jer and find a solution!! You cannot miss this opportunity!!

Well, if I judge by the previous times either Will or Vadim had to go downtown to get groceries, I should have at least four or five hours ahead of me. Five fucking hours to elaborate of a way to escape! I just cannot miss this!

I don't need to think about the last year and a half to find motivation, that might actually weaken my will to try something if I remember the first time I tried to run away. Anyway, the mere thought of the past few days is enough to push me in the right direction. I have strived to keep track of time and I think that Andrei and Vadim left five days ago. Five awfully long days dying with boredom.

Don't get me wrong, I don't miss them at all, far from that!

It's just that the constant silence and the complete inactivity have been killing me. I never wished for Will to talk to me either, and I was fine with him leaving me alone on the bed, only speaking whenever he took me to the restroom, brought me food, or took me to the river to clean up. But lying on a bed nearly 24 hours a day, without anything to keep me busy was bound to drive me insane and I was getting close to this state.

This is more than enough motivation to run out of this hell! I've had more than my share of misery here and it seems like luck is finally on my side.

At least, I hope so!

Enough dwelling on my thoughts, time for action! I've already wasted at least half an hour pondering on things, it's already too much!

Will tied my hands behind my back – super convenient if I really had had to use the restroom or eat! – and I struggle a bit to make them pass to my front. I am still a bit sore from Andrei's last fancies since that bastard wanted to take the most he could before his departure, so squirming on my ass is painful.

I hope you enjoyed, motherfucker, because that was the last time!

In the meantime, it doesn't help my case, but after a while and a few scratches later, my tied hands are at my front, allowing me to finally roll to my side and rise to my feet. I start hopping across the room, but my state of weakness quickly makes me lose my balance and stumble on the floor, only to have to go through the same process again.

Unfortunately, the chain that links my collar to the ring in the wall doesn't let me go very far and leaves me extremely frustrated. The kitchenette is still too far to reach for a knife or anything sharp that would help me to cut the rope.

Shit! There must be something!

Peeking around me and at everything that is within hand's reach, I can't see a single item that would do. Nothing! Will made sure to push everything away from me! Even the window is too far!

I can already feel despair striking me. The door of the restroom is a pleated one and doesn't have a latch that I could use to wear down the rope. There is not even a small window I could break! I am about to burst into tears when I see it, though.

The one thing that's going to save my life!

The one thing that brought Will to go downtown.

An empty bottle of beer!

Holy crap! I can't believe that this idiot drank his beer while sitting on the throne!

I don't give a damn about that. I grab the bottle that was left on the floor, almost falling over again, and sit back with the precious object in my hand.

There is no time to waste, Jer! Come on!

On the second attempt, I manage to break the bottle against the wall and here I am with the substitute of a blade. I place the neck between my bare feet and begin to shear the rope around my wrists. As I miss quite a few times, my hands quickly become a bloody mess, but I am so high on adrenaline right now, that I don't really mind. It takes me a good half hour, if not more, to get through it, but my hands are finally free!

Oh my heart... Doesn't this four-letter word feel good in my head!? Free! It's only my hands, but I'll get there!!

Tears of joy start spilling from my eyes, but I don't dwell on this small victory. I won a battle, but the war is not over. I immediately set to work on the other rope that binds my ankles, first trying to cut through it, before I realize how stupid I am.

Why don't you simply untie the knot!?

This one is tight but a few minutes later, my feet are finally unrestrained! My heart is thumping in my chest as I stand up and make a run for the door, only to find myself yanked back, and I blurt out a loud shriek as I painfully hit the ground.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Stupid chain!!!

I may have won the first two battles, but the third one is going to be a tougher one. The chain is secured to my collar with a padlock, as it is to the ring in the wall. There is no way that the glass of the bottle is going to help me with that. For a long moment, I try to pull on the chain, hoping to remove the ring from the wall, but other than getting a bad sweat and sore hands, it doesn't lead me anywhere.

I fall to my knees, my chest heaving with sobs. I'm so close to freedom... I just can't abandon now. I can't let fate be so unfair with me again!

I try to pull on the collar but my fingers slipping inside only make me choke. Damn collar!! Fucking leather!! That's when realization hits me! This is only leather! It's not metal so the glass of the bottle could work! I choose one of the sharpest pieces and cautiously bring it to my neck.

It's not the time to cut through your jugular vein, Jer!!

I try to be as careful as I can, going at it very slowly, but the moderate progress soon frustrates me. My moves get a bit more awkward and raw as I grunt in annoyance. I miss quite a few times but don't incur serious damage. Just a few more cuts and scratches that make me bleed. However, I don't give up. I can see that the light is fading outside, but the leather is slowly yielding and that only strengthens my determination. My right hand is also bleeding from squeezing the piece glass too tightly, but I couldn't care less because I am getting there.

When the damn thing only holds by a tiny link, I drop the shattered glass and pull on both sides. My hands are so slick with blood that the leather slips between my fingers, but after a few attempts, the thick material gives in and I eventually find myself free.

FREE!?

FREE!!!!

I AM FREE!!

It takes me a long minute to register that I am no longer tied and when I do, I startle and jump away from the remnants of rope, chain and collar on the floor, glowering at them.

I almost feel myself getting into a trance at the thought that freedom is so close now, but I am also conscious that all these efforts have taken me several hours and that Will might return any minute now. However, I can't afford to mess up my escape, not after all these efforts, so I take a few minutes to think things over.

I am somewhere in the middle of the Superior National Forest which covers several millions of acres, without roads or trails. My captors had to use four-wheel drive vehicles to reach the cabin. It might take me days before I find a road and meet someone who can help me. Considering that I am barefoot, I will certainly progress slowly.

Think fast and clear, Jer! What do you need to survive!?

My train of thought is quick and efficient, and I swiftly gather the minimum I will need.

I can't afford to slow down my pace with heavy luggage, so I don't even bother to look for a huge bag. I search in Will's stuff and steal two sweatshirts that I put on, two pairs of socks that should protect the soles of my feet. I find a small backpack in which I put the last bottle of water, a good knife, a flashlight, and the little food I can find in the kitchenette. It already feels great to be free to move as I want, but when I barge out of the cabin through the window, I suddenly feel overwhelmed by the sensation of freedom.

Freedom... A word I've been dreaming of for so long!!

It is already dark outside, and I just stop for a second to think about where I should be headed. I know that we arrived from the south and this is probably where Will is going to come from, so I hurriedly walk around the cabin and start running, ignoring the pain in my feet as I step on branches, stones and whatever. I use the flashlight to avoid bigger obstacles.

I have barely scrambled for fifteen minutes that the echo of an angry scream vaguely echoes in my ears, almost petrifying me. Something that awfully looks like Kitten. Flashbacks of my recent nightmares flood my head, freezing me on the spot. However, this is only short course. I quickly pull myself back together and start running. I have enough distance and there are little chances that Will will choose the same path I did if he decides to look for me. The tears filling my eyes don't help me, but I don't care. I have switched off the flashlight in order not to get spotted and I prick my ears for noises other than those I make.

The sun is slowly rising when I plump down on the floor, hidden behind a big rock, too tired to continue. I have spent the entire night half-walking, half-running, and I am panting heavily. I believe I have put enough distance now between my captor and me, so I allow myself a bit of rest and half the bottle of water. I may be free, but I am not safe yet. The road is still long until true freedom.

* * *

Saturday 22nd August 2015

I am exhausted.

Sore.

My entire body is aching.

I almost wish I could die right now.

No way, Jer!! Stay strong!!

The socks I had stolen from Will have been long worn out and my poor feet have so many injuries that they can barely support me anymore. The stones and branches have done so much damage! Sadly, they are not the only part of my body suffering. I have stumbled so many times that my arms, hands and face are full of cuts and scratches. I guess this is what happens when you walk at night in a thick forest.

I have spent the last few days sleeping in the open, unprotected to the bites of spiders and other various insects that I'd rather not think about. The result is that I have plenty of bites covering my body but then again, this is what happens when you sleep on the hard ground of a forest during the day. In any case, it's not as bad as the hell I was living in.

All my members are so stiff and my muscles are so painful that I barely have the will to go on, though. I might as well give myself to a bear or a wolf like the ones I ran away from two days ago.

Sometimes I feel like I'm never going to see the end of this forest and I also wonder if I am not walking in circles. I have lost track of time and of my direction. Besides, I think I've caught a fever. Maybe from the insects that bite me. Maybe from the exhaustion. Or from the lack of sleep or that of food. I tried to catch fish in a river. Try being the keyword. I found berries a few times and they provided me with a bit of sugar, but they have never been enough to sustain me. So I don't know. This fever is probably the result of all these things, but the reality is that I am sweating like a pig even if the sun has just begun to rise and that my thoughts are getting less and less coherent.

Ever since I escaped from the cabin, I have been thinking about all the people I love dearly, and they have given me the strength to go on, but their memories keep fading away, progressively cutting the fuel they have been feeding me with. The only one I can still clearly see is Gary.

More or less.

Less than more, to be honest.

Even his good vibes are getting fainter and fainter.

Anyway, I keep going for now, even if I know I won't last for much longer, but I have found this trail and the ground is a tad bit less painful to walk on. Harder too, it seems. I'm glad I have been avoiding scary beasts for the last two days, but sadly, it didn't last either. There is a huge animal coming my way with frightening eyes and I can't seem to dodge it this time. Perhaps my time has come.

Maybe fate has decided to eventually stop playing with me and is going to end this ordeal of mine.

In the end, between the exhaustion and the overflow of emotions, I stumble on the ground and drift into unconsciousness. The last thing I am aware of is the loud noise of howling and growling, though it doesn't sound very natural. More like honks and the screech of tires.

But I can't be sure.

Whatever it is, I'll just let my fate play with me one last time, and death welcome me in its arms. Please just make it quick and painless.

Published on 2 February 2018

If you were expecting the whole crew to make an assault on the cabin to rescue Jeremy and kill Andrei, well... it didn't happen. Our brave Jeremy escaped on his own and Andrei is running free (and my imagination running wild...). For those who pay attention to dates, yes, it's only Saturday 22nd August... still three days before Joshua's infamous call that happened on the 25th. But don't worry, this is the end of Jeremy's captivity :)

Anyway, now that Jeremy is free, I'll return to two updates a week. I need to finish rewriting I Was Shooting For The Moon, I Hit Two Stars and I haven't written a line in Aaron's books in more than a month... You know it means there'll be a long wait between the end of The Darker Side Of The Moon and 314 Moons, but sadly, inspiration doesn't come on command.

So, I'll see you on Tuesday for the next chapter. From now on, chapters will alternate between Gary and Jeremy (most of the time), which means we'll be in Gary's head. It's time for the first part of the reunion. Also time to start the second part of the book, with a long healing process and answers to all the questions raised at the end of Twisted Moon :)

Thanks for all the votes, comments and support, and have a great 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)

Saturday 23 November 2013: Andrei invites Jeremy for a drink the evening that Josh loses it after two Doms tried to get into Liam's pants (IWG Ch37)

Saturday 30 November 2013: Jeremy declines Andrei's offer, and this is Gary's return (TDS Ch16, IWG Ch39)

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 and TDS Ch18)

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) and this is the evening that Chris makes a pact with the Devil. This is also the first time Chris gets to abuse Jeremy (TDS Ch15)

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

Saturday 20 June 2015: Noah's first public scene at the Black Diamond (TM Ch60)

Sunday 21 June 2015: Andrei's visit (without Chris) and Jeremy's suicide attempt (TDS Ch17)

Monday 22 June 2015: Andrei visited Jeremy after the failed suicide attempt (TDS Ch19)

Monday 6 July 2015: Noah's abduction (TM Ch62/64 TDS Ch19)

Saturday 11 July 2015: Noah is introduced to Jeremy for the first time before Andrei's first visit (TM Ch66 TDS Ch19)

Sunday 19 July 2015: Noah is rescued and Andrei fled (TM Ch72-74, TDS Ch20)

Sunday 9 August 2015: Gary visits Noah (TDS Ch21, TM Ch81)

Monday 10 August 2015: Jeremy has an allergy around the chastity device, and Andrei removes it before he abuses him one last time (TDS Ch22)

Thursday 13 August 2015: Andrei left the cabin with Vadim, leaving Jeremy and Will alone (TDS Ch22)

Tuesday 18 August 2015: Jeremy escapes from the cabin while Will is away (TDS Ch22)

Saturday 22 August 2015: After three days scrambling in the forest, Jeremy is exhausted and loses consciousness on a road (TDS Ch22)

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