The Darker Side Of The Moon
Book 4 of the Black Moon series
Chapter 8: Naughty Subs

Wednesday 1 September 2010

"Can you stop taking your sweet time, Jer?" Ed calls out from behind the toilets door. "Are you jacking off or what?"

"I'm not!!!" I shout back at him as I flush the toilets and get out, stark naked and definitely not embarrassed by my semi-erection.

The truth is that I'm horny as fuck and that I well intend to hook a Dom and get laid tonight; hence the thorough enema that took me more time than usual. These Doms like them clean buttholes!

"Dumbass! If I wanted to jack off, I'd do it in the shower with you!" I reply once I'm facing him.

"Well that wouldn't be the first time... and seeing how that dick of yours is swelling right now..." he chants, grabbing my growing member in his hand and giving it a few quick strokes.

"Oh fuck! Ed! Stop it!" I groan, pushing him away from me and walking across to the large shower stall where we left our stuff. Of course, he follows me inside and pushes the swing latch.

"Do you already know with whom you're going to play tonight?" he asks while we are beginning to lather our hair and bodies with soap.

"Not yet... I'll have to see who's available. It's Wednesday today, so I hope I'll find someone!"

I don't tell him that it might be my last time here; or at least one of the last times. The fact is that I have lost my job again – the fourth one since I started working – and on top of that, my parents now keep telling me that I should grow up a bit and finally take charge of my life; find a real job; maybe get my own place. The problem is that even if I do get a new job, I will never be able to afford both a rent and my monthly fee at the club. I mean, these one or two hundred bucks I spend at the Diamond every month might be needed in other departments if I have to live on my own.

Hands suddenly land on my shoulders and start doing little rotations, thumbs trying to remove the tension in my trapeze muscles. Fuck! It feels good! I didn't know Ed had massaging skills! I rest my hands on the tiled wall and revel in the sensations.

"You're tense..." he says after a while as the water still runs over our bodies, washing the soap away.

"Getting better... Thanks!"

"You're welcome! Let's shave now!"

Ed and I proceed with the typical shaving routine. Tastes vary according to the Doms, but most of them like us smoothly shaved under our armpits, privates and between our buttocks. Some don't mind trimmed pubic hair but since I don't know who I will spend the evening with, I go for the whole deed and so does Ed; although he already knows who he intends to play with; and if he does, he will be sore as hell tomorrow.

As always when I prep with another Sub, we help each other for the less accessible parts; in other words, between our ass cheeks. When Ed's turn comes, he bends over in front of me and parts his buttocks for me to shave this delicate area.

I crouch behind him and cautiously pass the razor, removing the little hair he has there and making it silky-soft. I am suddenly in a mood to tease him back, fair revenge from his earlier stroking of my shaft, so once I have cut down the unattractive hair, I point my index finger at his entrance and shove it inside without ado, to its third knuckle; he barely has time to register what happened that I am already twisting my digit and looking for his prostate.

"Ugh... Jerrrr!!" he squeals, letting go of his ass cheeks and slamming his hands against the wall.

I chuckle at his moan of pleasure while I continue thrusting in and out. I thought he was going to lean back up, but that creep actually spreads his legs further as an invitation for me to continue what I'm doing.

I have always been a bottom deep down, but over the past year, I have discovered this sensation of pushing my cock inside a tight ass, even if I had done it before. To be fair, it only happened twice. The second time was during a threesome scene with a Dom and a Sub for a public scene. The first time was right here in the Subs' Room with Mick after I told him I had rarely topped, only two months after I had joined the club. My tutor and friend kindly offered himself to me, saying that I had to try at least once again in my life. And fuck me, it was good!

Don't get me wrong! For one, I am still a bottom and always will be. I like the DELIGHTFUL sensation of being filled and pounded too much, but I don't regret it because I must admit it still felt great. Then I never breached a rule because I wasn't under a contract with a Dom when it happened. Anyway, seeing Ed's hole stretch little by little is making me fucking hard now and I should really stop before it goes too far.

"Jer!! Why did you stop?" Ed whines in a hushed voice when I retrieve my finger and stand back up. I start caressing his back in an attempt to appease him, poking my erection against his backside.

"I thought you wanted to hook up with Master Wesley..."

Ed leans back up abruptly, turns around and pins me against the wall with his body, his right hand immediately slipping between our chests and gripping my hard-on while his lips attach to mine.

"Eeeeeed..."

"Have you ever been with Master Wesley before?" he whispers against my mouth.

Damn yes I have! I let the black Dom take me to a playroom once and trust me it won't ever happen again! The man is hot as fuck and one of the gentlest Doms of the club, but he also has the longest and thickest rod! I know this sounds cliché, but I'm just stating the truth here. I have also been with Master Trevor, another African American Dominant, and his material was barely over average. Master Wesley is just... something different... and huge! He's actually one of those guys you see in porn videos on the internet with huge monsters between their legs.

"Yeah, you know what I'm talking about! To be honest, I wouldn't mind being prepared with something smaller. Please Jer..."

"Fuck you, Ed! I'm not small!" I groan, offended by his remark. I try to push him away, but Ed is stronger than I am, and he presses himself against my front, picking speed on his strokes and making me moan.

"I didn't say you were small, dumbass! Just saying you're smaller than Master Wesley and you can't deny that!"

"True..."

"See the other good point? If you climax now, you'll last longer later tonight..." Ed insists.

Well he has another point here. And I wouldn't mind topping again!

"Right... Bend over, you jerk!" I tell him, and I quickly search for a condom in my toiletries bag.

Once I have slipped the rubber over my erection, I pour lube from the wall dispenser in my hand and stretch Ed a bit further with my fingers. I am not really used to doing that – that's more the Doms' role... – but I know how my partners proceed so I thrust two, then three digits inside Ed's butt. Without waiting any longer, I push myself past the tight ring of muscles and bury my cock deep inside of him, yelping at the weird squeezing sensation I am not familiar with. Lips definitely don't have the same strength!

Thank God, the Subs' Room is quite animated right now and I think our moans go unnoticed with all the Subs' noises. Even if they don't, it wouldn't be the first time that two or more of us do the naughty in the showers.

My orgasm is building quickly and from Ed's moans, I believe it goes the same for him as he has one hand resting on the wall in front of him for support and the other one stroking himself. I am not extra big, but I was still fairly endowed with an average lengthed and pretty thick cock, so it seems like I am preparing him quite well for Master Wesley's monster. Though I think a double penetration would have been more efficient for that matter. I barely register the sudden silence around us; I barely wonder if we have been so long that almost all the guys have left already; until a booming voice echoes in the showers area.

"Ed? Jeremy? Get out of here!"

Fuck! Master Aaron!

I am currently buried deep inside of Ed, unable to move, and he has also stopped stroking himself. Why the hell is the Master Dom looking for us? How does he know we're here? I quickly peek above us and cuss at the camera. I keep forgetting those! Well, all in all, we're not in trouble. As free Submissives, we are totally allowed to enjoy ourselves as long as we respect the policies of the club and those mostly refer to safe sex.

"Ed and Jeremy! I know you're in there!" he insists in a teasing tone.

Ed must have forgotten about the video surveillance too because he tilts his head to the side and shushes me with his finger. However, Master Aaron has a few tricks up his sleeves and I suddenly see the latch swing open and the door soon reveals a very smug Master Aaron, dressed in his leather pants. Both Ed and I lower our heads in front of the Master Dom.

"These naughty guys..." he smirks, standing by the entrance of the stall.

I feel myself flush right away. With my hands lying on Ed's back, I can't seem to make a move. I thought my cock would have deflated from the embarrassment – because yeah, we're allowed to do that, but being caught by the Master Dom is still awkward! – but it looks like his lustful stare turned me on. My hard-on even swells a little more, making Ed whimper.

"Pull out a tad bit, Jeremy, but leave the head in Ed..." Master Aaron orders as he takes a step in and shuts the door behind him. I do as I am told, revealing half of my shaft. "Good boys! Safety first, I'm glad you learned that lesson!" he says.

As if we could forget! He keeps drilling the message into our skulls all the time! Condom is the word I must have heard the most ever since I joined the club. Okay... I might be exaggerating, but this is quite true.

"May I help you with this, Master Aaron?" Ed suddenly asks mischievously.

Glancing to my left, I notice the big bulge at front of the Dom's pants and as if on cue, he starts palming himself.

"With pleasure, Ed!" he purrs as he undoes the buttons of his trousers and frees his erection. "Don't pull out, Jeremy. And turn a bit, Boys!"

Oh my goodness! Is this really happening? After my one-month contract with him, I have had a few interactions with Master Aaron, occasionally, but it hasn't happened in at least four or five months, since he has been busy with new Subs in the same way he took care of me. So I am definitely up for a bit of action – not that I wasn't up already – even if I don't get to feel him up my ass.

Ed and I slowly shift to our left until my friend's head hangs right in front of the Dom's crotch and he immediately takes him into his mouth. Now that it's not only us, Subs, I wait for some instructions and they come only after a good ten minutes of Ed bobbing up and down his length.

"Look up, Jeremy! And move!" Master Aaron says in a strained voice, probably close to his orgasm.

Well at last!! I was just about to explode! Even without moving, Ed clenching his ass around my cock had its effect! I just don't know how much longer I will be able to hold on. Pounding into my friend's ass while staring into Master Aaron's warm eyes is just too fucking hot.

"Stroke yourself, Ed! And you may come whenever you want, Boys."

Thank goodness! Ed actually shrieks in the next thirty seconds, coming all over the floor. It seems like his scream was Master Aaron's undoing as he pushes on my friend's head and climaxes with a deep grunt, his seed filling his mouth. The ring of muscles squeezing my shaft throws me over the edge and I also get my release, filling the condom deep inside of Ed's ass.

"Thank you, Buddies! It was very pleasant!" the Dom says as we all resume standing positions, Master Aaron recovering his serious stance and tone. "Now please finish getting ready and I want to see you in my office in ten minutes max!" he says before he walks out.

Fortunately, we quickly recover our spirits and hurry up with what we have to do, talking about what Master Aaron could want with us. Ten minutes later sharp, we are knocking on the door of his office and walk in when he beckons us to do so. As good Submissives, we drop to our knees in the center of the room and wait for him to speak. He circles around us for a long moment; a habit of his that aims at building up the tension we may feel.

"I've noticed that the two of you spend a lot of time together," he says and pauses for a long minute. "Does that often happen?" he then asks in a gentle tone.

"No, Master Aaron," Ed replies.

"It was the first time, Master Aaron," I add.

"Really? First time going all the way or first time doing naughty things?" he smirks.

As if he didn't know... I briefly peek at Ed and he encourages me to answer.

"First time going all the way, Master Aaron. We've... it was always hand jobs or blowjobs so far..."

"I was just being curious, Boys. You know that you're perfectly allowed to do what you want as long as you're not under a contract. Or if under a contract, you would have to get permission from your Dominant. But since you seem to like getting naughty together, I have an offer for you both. Obviously, you may refuse, though if I know you well, you'll certainly accept... And it wont' be a first for you, Ed, in any case."

My friend tenses by the second next to me; not a bad kind of tension, more like excitement. I wonder what Master Aaron has in store!

"On Saturday, I need two Subs to attend a training; a dominant training," he continues in a more serious tone. "Jeremy, as you know, Dominants undergo a long training before they become members of the club. For their last session, I usually ask them to enact a scene with one or two Subs who are willing to play. I have three future Dominants about to become members, one of whom is an old friend of mine, and they are having this last session on Saturday afternoon. Would you be interested in participating?"

"Permission to ask a question, Master Aaron?" I ask sheepishly.

"Go ahead, Jeremy."

"Is this some kind of test for them? Like the formal test we take before we get certified?"

"You could see it as such, though this is not exactly the same. It's more like a conclusion to their training. After this specific session, the Doms have a last interview with me and only then they become members. But as the Dominants' responsibilities and duties are heavier than the Subs', they are closely watched for a long time while they play scenes and until I deem them trustful. Does it answer your question?"

"Yes, Master Aaron. And I would really like to try this."

I actually feel very honored that he would choose me for such a session. It means he considers me a good Submissive. I hope he does.

"I'm also available, Master Aaron," Ed says eagerly.

"Perfect! Thank you, Boys! Be at the club at 1:00pm on Saturday. I will give you a few more instructions and then, you'll have time to prep before the training. Now go and have a good evening, naughty Boys!"

Both Ed and I thank him and rise to our feet before we walk out of his office. However, as soon as I shut his door, reality hits me. Today is Wednesday September 1st. I am supposed to bring him the check for my monthly fee on the first Saturday of the month and it turns out to be this next weekend. The problem is that I won't have the money to pay for it. And if I don't, I won't be able to go to the club!

I shouldn't even be here since September has begun and I suddenly feel like I am betraying Master Aaron's trust in me. I just can't go and enjoy myself knowing I haven't been completely truthful to him. I haven't lied, but I haven't told him the entire truth either and I know that's something he would expect me to tell him. Throughout the whole evening, these thoughts keep nagging me; so much so that I don't even enjoy what could be my last evening at the Black Diamond.

* * *

"Is it all clear, Boys?" Master Aaron asks.

"Yes, Master Aaron!" both Ed and I answer; Ed very cheerfully; me a bit more meekly – a lot more meekly, to be honest.

I shouldn't be here. I should have pretended I was sick. That's what I was intending to do at first, but guilt was eating me, and I gathered the courage to drag myself to the club to spill the beans to Master Aaron. Except that since I arrived here about half an hour ago, I haven't had the guts to tell him anything. The worst is that I know I will have to. He is expecting my check before I go to the club tonight and even if it never happened before, he will certainly ask for it. He is going to be so disappointed in me that it hurts.

For the last thirty minutes, he has been exposing what he is expecting of us during the Dominants' training session, giving us details on how things will happen and how we should behave. The idea of submitting to these three new Doms is highly arousing, and Ed has confirmed that these sessions are usually fun. As he explained, we shall treat them with utter respect, as if they were members of the club, obey each of their commands. He and his friend Master Gary will be around to watch them and evaluate their capacity to dominate Submissives. The trainees will also have access to our respective activity sheet so that they know what we are keen on doing or not.

The main information I have registered is that Master Gary will be here. I have been lucky to play a couple of times with the gorgeous Dominant over the last year. This man is such a piece of hotness. It's only too bad that he only takes contracted Subs! Oh, he enjoys himself for a bit between two of them, which is how I got the opportunity to interact with him, but it never lasts for long and within the next two weeks, he always signs up with someone else. I think he is still with a young blonde guy at the moment, but I will still appreciate his presence and show him how good I am. Hopefully, he will ask me to play with him again when his current agreement comes to an end.

Dumbass! How do you expect this to happen if you're no longer a member of the club? Oh yeah... True...

"Ed, you can go prep now," Master Aaron says gently, pulling me out of my thoughts. And me? "Jeremy, go and kneel in the center of the room," he then orders firmly.

Ugh, I guess this is it. He's going to ask for his money and kick me out of the club when he realizes I don't have it. It's going to be even uglier since I didn't tell him myself. Almost shivering, I rise from the couch and drop to my knees in front of him. I hear the door being opened and shut when Ed leaves, then there is utter silence. I count the seconds in my head and reach 314 when he speaks again.

"Is there anything wrong, Jeremy?" Unsure of my voice, I just shake my head. "Don't take me for a fool! I've gotten to know you very well over the last year. You should know by now that I pay a lot of attention to all my boys, and I can tell when one of them has problems! So tell me what's wrong!"

"Nothing..." I squeak.

"Jeremy, look up!" he barks, now clearly irritated.

The dominance of his voice compels me to obey and when my eyes meet the beautiful chocolate color of his irises, I immediately decipher the annoyance and disappointment. I don't know what he sees in mine, maybe fear, maybe tears, but his features soften a little bit. Not his voice, though...

"Speak. NOW!"

I guess I don't have much of a choice. Now is the time to confess everything.

"I won't be able to stay at the club tonight, Master Aaron..."

"Is there a problem? Has something happened in your family?" he asks with sincere concern.

"No..."

"Then why are you telling me this? You can tell me, Buddy."

"I... I lost my job three weeks ago..." I reply in a small voice.

"Again!!? What happened this time? It had only been a month!!"

"I know... I just... I was always late and they fired me..." 

"Damn! How did you manage?" he exclaims, disappointment filling his voice. I just shrug my shoulders. "This has to stop, Jeremy. I can't force you, but I would like you to start a contract with a Dominant. Long term. At least six months. You need guidance!"

"That won't be possible, Master Aaron. I am unable to pay the next fee... I'm so sorry..." I whisper, tears now rolling down my face.

"Just don't worry about that for now. We will find an arrangement and this is going to be my condition to keep you as a member. But you need to stop fooling around. This has lasted for long enough. You've had enough time to enjoy yourself, fucking around with various Doms but you need to take the next step into the lifestyle, Jeremy; at least for some time. You've been trained to be a good Submissive at the club and I am really proud of you in this respect," he says.

His last remark sends a warm wave through my body and brings me a bit of relief. It is true that ever since our one-month contract came to an end, I have been fooling around; or fucking around for that matter. Master Aaron taught me a lot throughout this month. I experienced so many things with him; experimented a lot activities; all sorts of accessories and scenes; enjoyed threesomes, foursomes; went to cloud nine while performing on stage. I just loved every minute I spent being his Submissive; like I enjoyed every minute of the following eight months, hooking different partners every night I was here.

"But it's time you use the lifestyle to become a good and responsible young man now. You cannot live it up only for the kinky sex. You need to use it to also put some order in your life and for that, you need someone to put you on the right rails."

"I tried it with Master Orlando for a month..." I sigh.

"One month is not enough!" Master Aaron insists with determination. "Besides, Master Orlando was not the right Dominant for you; far too lenient for someone as boisterous as you! You need someone with a deeper dominant aura and much more authority; someone strict who will manage to subdue you once and for all."

Ugh, is he wishing me death? I have always been pretty objective on myself and my temper. With such a person, I would spend my time punished! Though, it depends... There are quite a few Doms renowned for their strong authority and rigidity and I might obey more easily to some of them; like Master Joshua, who is sexy as fuck; or even better, Master Gary... Yeah, Master Gary...

"In any case, things have to change, Buddy. I'll help you to find a Dominant if you're willing to give it a try. Honestly, it would do you only good. And like I said, that's a condition I will impose on you anyway if we are to make some arrangements for your fees. So, what do you think?"

"I think you're right, Master Aaron," I eventually admit after a few seconds.

"Now let me tell you that I am really disappointed in your behavior. You should have told me right away when you lost your job. You should have come to me much earlier about this fee issue as well. And you have been far too hesitant to spill the beans. Do you have anything to say about that?"

"No, Master Aaron. Just that I'm sorry..." I reply meekly.

"In this respect, trust me that things are going to change a bit for this afternoon. There is no way you're going to get any pleasure. Only good boys do, you know that well. That's why I'm going to use this session as discipline and I will let the three Dominants administer your punishment. Of course, you are free to safeword at any time, as usual. Is this a problem for you?" I quickly ponder on this but I'm ready for anything that will help me redeem myself!

"No, Master Aaron. I admit all my faults and I accept the punishment."

"Good. Then I'll discuss this with Master Gary when he arr..."

As if on cue, a knock briefly echoes on the door and said Dominant walks in behind me. I immediately recognize his voice when he greets Master Aaron and lower my head right away, mostly to hide my blush at being found in such a situation.

So much for impressing him with your good behavior, Jer...

"Hi Aaron! Oh sorry! I thought you'd be available since it's almost time!"

"Hi Gary! Come on in and shut the door please. We have a little matter at hand here."

"Oh, good afternoon, Jeremy."

"Good afternoon, Master Gary..." I mumble. This is not going to be fun.

"Okayyyy..." Master Gary trails off as he comes to stand beside Master Aaron and in front of me. I feel my face redden even more. "So... between this terrible blush, the dejected expression and the fact that he is not prepping right now when the training is due in... 15 minutes, I assume Mister Jeremy has screwed up and that we have a change of plans for this afternoon?"

"You're absolutely right. To make it short: Jeremy looked off and I had to worm information out of him until he admitted he lost his job three weeks ago and that he wouldn't be able to pay for his monthly fee. Now as you know, this young man has been a member for almost a year and I truly believe it's high time he embraces the lifestyle to its fullest..."

"Meaning he should start a contract with a Dominant..." Master Gary finishes. "And I totally agree with you. We had that conversation about three months ago, Jeremy. I guess you remember?"

Of course I do! It was after a very intense scene in his playroom. While cuddling in bed, he suggested I should find a good Dom. I was just off a one-month contract with Master Orlando, and unfortunately, I wasn't ready to start a new one, even if for Master Gary. Back then, all I was interested in was to find my freedom again and get as many Doms as possible in my pants.

Anyway, I just nod in answer and remain silent.

"Jeremy has agreed to the fact that we should use the session with the Doms this afternoon to get his punishment," Master Aaron then says and I cower a little. "Your position, Jeremy!" Ugh... I straighten my back and resume a better attention posture.

"This is actually interesting. If Jeremy agrees, why don't we briefly expose the situation to these men without giving too many details and ask them to choose the punishment themselves? It'd be nice to see how they deal with that part of the lifestyle?" Master Gary suggests.

Great! Now I'll be punished by novices who will want to brag on their dominant skills and show what good Doms they can be! Thank you, Master Gary!

"That's a great idea! What do you think, Jeremy?" Master Aaron cheers.

"I'm fine with this, Master Aaron..." I reply with resignation.

"Good! Let's do that, then! Jeremy, please stand up!" he then orders. Once I am back on my feet, he raises my chin to lift my head and to make me look up at him. "What are your safewords?"

"Yellow to slow down and red to stop, Master Aaron."

"Good boy. Now you can go and change into your outfit. Obviously, you don't need to prep more than necessary," he then says with a knowing look.

Once in the Subs' Room, which is completely empty except for Ed, I hurry to undress, explaining briefly what happened to my friend, which earns me another lecture. I take a quick shower and shave, then get dressed in my tiny leather shorts and boots. Ed is a bit upset that I didn't mention all this to him earlier, reminding me that we are supposed to help each other out between Subs. He even says that I could have borrowed money from him. I could have done that, true; but that wouldn't have been the best solution. Master Aaron is right. I need someone to pull me on the right rails now.

We then go to Master Aaron's playroom, which is the largest of all and go to kneel in its center as he asked us to earlier. None of the Doms have arrived yet but it doesn't take long before we hear several footsteps in the corridor. Once all these gentlemen have walked in and shut the door, they go to stand in front of us; five pairs of leather clad legs with muscular thighs it seems. We are invited to look up to greet them and Master Aaron introduces everyone. I remember that one of them is supposed to be one of his personal friends, like Master Joshua.

Anyway, there is Master Gideon, a fairly young man, with blond hair and green eyes; he's the smallest of the three and bears a very cold expression on his face. Master Eric is a beautiful black guy with big muscles - too many for my tastes to be honest; his brown eyes are strict and invoke respect, but I see the gentleness underneath this authoritative mask. And the third one, who is as tall as Master Aaron, maybe even a bit taller, is a fine piece of meat: beautiful slender chest with a nice six-pack, silky and wavy brown hair, and mischievous green eyes; he gets introduced as Master Mark.

Once this part is done, Master Aaron exposes how the session will take place.

I feel another deep blush cover my face when he and Master Gary briefly explain my situation. Oh, they don't tell that much; or at least they don't go into details, but it's still embarrassing. They also talk about Ed, and then, they give them a few minutes to review our respective activity sheets that include our soft and hard limits. This is the information any Dom is allowed to get on a Sub he wants to play with, and it's actually mandatory, whether in a contract or for one-evening fucks.

Master Mark is first to speak up when Master Aaron asks them what they would envisage as my punishment.

"This young man seems to have failed in terms of communication. If I understood well, Master Aaron, you consider all the submissive members of the Black Diamond as your boys and they owe you a minimum of information, especially when they are not in a contract with a Dominant, so Jeremy should have spoken openly to you. Also, I concur with your suggestion that he should take a step forward into the lifestyle and let a strict Dominant guide him. As a result, I would suggest corner time to ponder on his future to start with."

His voice is not only deep and sexy; it is also full of self-confidence. It doesn't waiver or anything. The guy really sounds already deep into his role already, but I like him. I actually agree with him as communication is one of the fundamental principles of the lifestyle. Too bad that the new Doms are not allowed to contract Subs before a few months, or I might have signed one with him. He sounds fair and he is super-hot! At least I do not mind his choice of a punishment.

"I agree with Master Mark," another deep voice says, that of Mister Muscles, Master Eric. His voice is firm too, hoarser, but it gives a lot more rigidity. I trust he won't be too gentle in his decisions. "Jeremy has indeed failed a very important rule when he decided not to talk to you. He should know that Dominants are here to guide the Submissives; without proper communication, we cannot help them. I would also suggest a corporal punishment for making you waste precious time trying to worm out information. I'd go for twenty spanks with the hand and ten with a paddle. This should be enough for him to remember his lesson for a few days."

Even though he is right, I don't like it much. Ugh! That means at least two days unable to sleep on my back and wincing every time I sit down! Though it could have been worse! He could have proposed the cane or a cat o'nine, but they are in my soft limits.

"I agree with my fellow Masters..." a sugary voice then adds. Master Gideon's, logically. I don't really like the underlying malice in his tone and I wonder if we are not having a new Sadist here. "To make this a full circle, I would say that frustration is something that should help this young man to ponder on his future a bit further. So I would go for orgasm denial as well. After all, only good boys get rewarded. That doesn't mean he can't satisfy his masters of one afternoon."

Definitely a Sadist! Okay, maybe not; all the Dominants actually use orgasm denial as a punishment, but the perverted undertone of his voice makes it feel even worse.

"Very good reasoning, gentlemen. I approve each of your decisions. Gary, how does that sound to you? Do you want to add anything?" Master Aaron then says very seriously.

"Sounds perfect to me."

"Good. Jeremy, please look up!" Master Aaron orders and once again, I meet his intense stare. "You will go and kneel in the corner by the bathroom over here and give some thoughts to your future while these men deal with Ed. I want you to consider this conversation we had earlier. Then the three Masters will take care of your physical punishment; ten spanks by Master Eric, ten by Master Gideon, and Master Mark will blow the paddle ten times on your backside. And before this session is over, you will pleasure these men and blow them without getting any relief yourself." His tone is full of determination as usual, but I decipher a tad bit of concern in his expression. "I remind you one more time that you can safeword at any time. Is this clear?"

"Yes, Master Aaron. Thank you."

"Now we have a done deal on this afternoon's agenda. So Master Gary and I are going to retreat in a corner and observe your interaction. I count on each of you to prove reasonable and respectful of all the rules!"

To say that the next three hours are a pain in my ass would be an understatement. Scratch that! I would have preferred a real pain in my ass. I spend one full hour kneeling in a corner while the men enjoy themselves with Ed. I use this time to think about my future as I have been asked to. I mostly rehearse Master Aaron's speech from earlier.

I know he is right on every point. Ever since I became a Submissive, I have become a little bit more responsible as far as my sex life is concerned. I have evolved in a safe environment, understood that I can relish in great pleasures when I give up control to Dominants, never missing to protect myself. Reporting on a regular basis to Master Aaron has also somewhat tamed my personality. A bit. But I am still miles away from perfection and stability. I no longer hang out with the wrong persons and I avoid troubles as much as I can, but it doesn't mean I have come to terms with my future.

I am almost twenty and even if I am still young, it is time to decide what I should do with my life and in this respect, having a Dominant to guide me through the process would be a precious help. So I will take Master Aaron's advice and surrender my powers to a good Dominant. That shouldn't be too much of a problem. I have often been offered long-term agreements. It's just that I have always declined the offers, preferring to fool around and only enjoy the lustful pleasures of BDSM. All I need to do is make myself available for the position of contracted Sub and choose the best Dominant. I'm sure Master Aaron will help me with this.

So yeah, I spend these sixty minutes pondering on all of this, despite the constant distraction behind my back. Kneeling in a corner, I don't know what they are doing with Ed, but from the moans and groans echoing in the room, I gather they are having much fun. It's like enjoying a porn movie, though I only get the sound, not the images.

After this moment of isolation, they make me get back on my knees in the center of the room, with the three Doms in front of me, all of them in their beautiful nakedness, while Ed is apparently recovering on the bed. I am asked to tell them what I have come up with in my reflection and I just do so. They congratulate me on my decisions and then take me to the punishment bench where I receive my corporal sanction after I have stripped off my shorts. Master Eric, the bulkiest of them is first to deliver the ten spanks, but contrary to what you may think, Master Gideon's are much stronger and worse. The paddle punishment is even harder, because after twenty spanks, my butt is already painful. But I just take it as I should and they praise me for being a good boy.

Once they have applied a soothing lotion, making sure to tease me and get me hard, they move to my front and ask me to worship their manhood. They alternate their turns, taking it easy in the beginning, and picking up on roughness after a bit of time, until they are literally face-fucking and deep-throating me, an activity I have gotten used to and like a lot. I actually don't really mind this part too much since sucking dicks has become one of my favorite exercises; the only difficult part is that I am not allowed any release myself and horny as I am, my throbbing cock quickly gets painful.

The session ends as it began, with Ed and I kneeling in front of the five Dominants. We get praise for our perfect behavior – which soothes a bit of my guilt – and we are sent back to the Subs' Room. It is only half past five when we get there and the place is obviously empty. Ed and I take a long and relaxing shower, during which he offers to bring my little soldier some relief, but I decline, fully acceptant of my punishment. A stream of cold water actually gets me rid of my erection after a few minutes. We also discuss about what happened this afternoon and he tells me how proud he is of me for having proved so strong. Somehow, it makes me happy.

I don't intend to stay at the club tonight. All these emotions have left me exhausted. So I dress back into my regular clothes and once I have wished Ed a good evening, I head out of the locker room. As I pass in front of Master Aaron's office, I wonder if I should stop and bid him goodbye. The door is open and a lot of joyful noises are coming out of there. I guess I shouldn't bother him... but it wouldn't be respectful to leave like this, so I give a quick knock on the door and wait by the entrance.

"Ah Jeremy! Come in and shut the door please!" Master Aaron says when he notices my presence.

I keep my head lowered but I have had time to peek in and see that he is not alone indeed. Master Gary is still with him, as well as one of the new Doms, the one named Master Mark. I see that Master Joshua has also joined them.

"I didn't want to disturb you, Master Aaron. It was just to wish you a good evening and..."

"Are you not staying tonight?" he asks with suspicion and I just shake my head in answer. He stands up and meets me by the door, then raises my chin to look up at him. "Hey Buddy, if that's because of the fee, I told you we would find an arrangement," he whispers.

"Thank you, Master Aaron. I'm just really tired and would like to get some rest..."

"Alright, it's up to you. Know that you did very good this afternoon. I'm proud of you and I sincerely hope you will seriously keep up to your resolutions."

A warm wave of pride washes over me at his words. This means that things are not completely desperate.

"I will, Master Aaron. Thank you for your support!"

"You're welcome, Buddy," he says warmly, catching me into a tight hug before he pulls away. I am about to bid him good night when he speaks again. "Gary, you can use the meeting room if you wish."

"Thanks! Jeremy, please follow me!" Master Gary instructs firmly as he stands up.

He just stops by Master Aaron's desk very quickly and leads me to the adjacent room where a long table and chairs are sitting. I wonder what he could possibly want with me. My mind is already drifting to some places I know I should avoid for fear of getting disappointed, but I can't suppress this tiny bit of hope.

"Take a seat, Jeremy," he orders once he has shut the door. I can't help a grimace when I rest my backside on the chair. "I bet you'd rather stand if your butt is too sore... but that's the point of a punishment so try to remain seated if you can bear with it," he says as he sits down across from me.

"I'm fine, Sir."

My voice is not as confident as I wish, but I am still under the overwhelming afternoon's effects. Master Gary slides a little stack of paper in front of me and my heart picks up speed in my chest. My eyes immediately focus on the title. Frame Agreement For A Dominant / Submissive Relationship.

"Look up, Jeremy."

When I meet his beautiful brown eyes, they are oozing with so many emotions that I wouldn't be able to tell which one dominates the others. There is authority and dominance for sure, but also gentleness, affection; concern and determination too.

"As you can see, this is a contract. As we discussed earlier, you need to step into the BDSM lifestyle to its fullest now, meaning you need to accept a more serious relationship with a Dominant who will guide you and lead you to a better life. I would like to be this Dominant, Jeremy."

My heart is pounding in my chest. Words are stuck in my throat. It seems like my vocal chords have ceased to work. It's not that I don't know what to say; it's just that I just can't voice my gratefulness for such an offer. But I thought he was already with another Sub at the moment! Though, making a quick calculation in my head, and if I remember well, the last time I had the chance to play with him was just a little over three months ago... So maybe their contract came to an end recently?

"This is the basic contract I usually offer to my Submissives. I would like you to take the time to read it; several times. And once you're ready, I want you to call me and we will schedule a dinner at my place so that we can discuss it and compromise on things that might bother you. I never do more than three-month contracts but this one has a duration of six months. This is going to be a minimum to be able to put you on the right tracks. Is this something you are willing to try, Jeremy?"

"Thank you, Master Gary... Thank you..." I breathe out.

In the end, this is all I can say. If there is one Dominant with whom I would have been willing to try a relationship, it would have been Master Gary. Or maybe Master Aaron, but he doesn't do long-term relationships. As tears pool in my eyes, I make myself the promise that I will try this; hard; and become the best Submissive of this club. This would be a bloody stupid mistake to miss such an opportunity.

This lifestyle – and this club in particular – has brought me everything I needed. The great sex is a thing, but it goes far beyond than this. The Black Diamond is a huge family. Master Aaron is my father figure or like a big brother. All the Subs are like my brothers; some of them are really this close to my heart, like Ed or Mick. And I need these guys too. Because who doesn't need friends in life? Who can pretend they can live in isolation without anybody to support them and comfort them in times of need?

Certainly not me.

Published on 9 January 2018

Thank goodness, Wattpad seems to almost work properly. But in case you didn't see it, note that chapter 7 was published last Saturday morning.

Here you saw a bit more of Jeremy's past, how difficult he was in the beginning. And more importantly, you saw how much Subs count to Aaron, even he has a sweet spot for Jeremy, and the way he got his first contract with Gary. You will see more of this in the next flashback ;) You also got to see Mark during his last training session.

Regarding all the characters named in this chapter, here are a few clues if you're lost. Master Gideon is the other Sadist who tested Noah during his certification at the club in Twisted Moon (Chap. 46). Master Wesley, is a Dom you only heard of due to his reputation for having the biggest tool at the Diamond, and you'll meet him again in a few chapters. Master Orlando is the Dom who played in public during Noah's first visit as guest at the club (Chap. 33). And Master Eric, well you've never heard of him yet I think, but those who read the new version of I Was Shooting For The Moon, I Hit Two Stars will soon meet him... Speaking of... Either today or tomorrow, I will publish three entirely rewritten chapters of book 1 and a brand new chapter that sits just after the one titled "Almost a Foursome?".

So, things are getting in place for Jeremy and you may have piqued on the last two questions in this chapter... Be ready to meet Timmy on Saturday... See you then!

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

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

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)

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

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

2015:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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