(Joshua's POV - Sat. 22 March 2014)

"What's so funny?" Aaron asks as I walk into his office, chuckling at Liam's impatience. Aaron is already dressed in his leathers, obviously just out of the shower as droplets are escaping from his dark hair and running down his suntanned chest and back. His recent vacation in South America did him some good.

"Teasing Liam is funny..." I reply as we briefly hug and go to sit down on his couch.

"What has he done again?"

"Oh nothing... but he was super eager to go and find Jeremy in the Subs' room and I couldn't help delaying the moment by calling him back each time he was about to lounge for the other end of the corridor, making him more impatient and grumpy..." I explain.

"You're such a dick sometimes..." he chuckles while lacing his combat boots.

"I know," I reply proudly. As much as Liam verses more and more into submission, he also gains in temper and self-confidence and this has become quite a tricky game to push him toward his goal of getting some confidence and taming him when he gets a little too cheeky. Until now I have been really satisfied with the results because he feels more comfortable in the presence of other people, especially at work and at the club, but the counterpart is that he also gains in boldness and insurance with me, which is fun at times, but I always manage to turn him down and cool down his sassiness through discipline when necessary. "How did the collaring ceremony go by the way?"

"Oh that was quite simple. You know how Gary likes to keep things humble and modest. He did it here in my office and within five minutes it was done."

"Yeah, I wouldn't have imagined him to convene the whole club and do it during a performance on stage..." I comment. Gary has always been a discreet member of the club and in the end, I am not surprised that he asked Aaron to do this in a restricted committee.

"Would you?" Aaron suddenly asks with a smug expression.

"Would I what?"

"Would you collar Liam on stage before a performance?" he clarifies, making me scowl at him.

"Don't start this conversation again, Aaron..."

"Fuck! You're so stubborn..." he sighs.

"I'm not stubborn! This is just not in my habits! However, if I ever do it one day, I might as well do it just before a public scene... that sounds like a good idea..."

"Perfect! You're performing tonight!" Aaron teases me.

That's crazy! What doesn't he understand in I'm not ready to collar any Sub? Ever since that conversation we had in November, Aaron has been bringing up the subject once in a while and I keep on rejecting the idea. Besides, Liam doesn't seem to mind either. We have actually never discussed this collaring thing together, but if he wanted to, he would have brought up the subject one way or the other. There haven't been any problems with other Doms since that one occurrence with Stefan and Frank, so I don't see the point of hurrying things.

"Fuck off!"

"Chicken..." he chants childishly. "Is Liam ready for tonight by the way?" he then asks, finally dropping the subject.

"As ready as he will ever be I think. I believe that once he has tasted it, he will realize that it's not that scary... I think I've prepared him gradually for public sex and although this has nothing to do with what I plan to scene with him tonight, it should help. He says that he's bit nervous but I'm sure that everything will go well."

"Don't forget to remind him of his safe words though..." he asks warily. As if I could forget!

"I won't; don't worry," I reassure him.

"Are you going to blindfold him?"

"Yes, I need him to concentrate on what I'm going to do to his body and not on the audience, so I'll blindfold him for at least part of the scene. Hopefully it will also help him to feel better at ease."

"Good... you're not a beginner anyway so I trust you to do things properly."

"That could almost sound insulting..." I tease him. "Of course I know what I'm doing! Stop worrying!"

"Sorry... I already have one Dom who fucked up yesterday and I don't need more concerns..." he finally says, his expression turning into one of sincere worry.

"During a scene...? What happened?"

"No, not during a scene, at least not in public, but that's still a concern. Andrei l..." he begins but he is interrupted by Camden who suddenly barges in with a Sub at his side and slams the door shut.

"Good evening, Chris..." Aaron greets the young Sub as we both get up from the couch. "Great you found him, Cam, thanks... Chris, how are you?"

"Chris, show us!" Cam grunts, obviously repressing his anger.

"I swear I'm fine... Sir...." Chris says, blushing deeply.

"What happened?" I ask, seeing how uncomfortable Chris seems to be. I can easily imagine what happened since Aaron was just on the point to tell me about Andrei and I also know that Chris and he started a contract a few weeks ago. Chris is really a kind guy, one of those masochistic Subs who just accept anything and have a high tolerance toward pain. Camden often plays scenes with him when he is available and I remember "using" him once in my first months of membership at the club years ago, one evening I had wanted to try some rougher stuff.

"I think Andrei was a bit hard yesterday evening with Chris and I just want to check if the marks are healing properly," Aaron explains briefly. "I'll make it clear, Chris. Either you show us your back or I don't let you in tonight."

"But... Master Andrei might be expecting me... and if I don't show up..." the Sub tries to argue.

"Then just let us see, Chris!" Camden growls impatiently. Chris sighs a little and takes off his hoodie before he begins to pull up his tee-shirt, stifling a hiss. Oh God... I now understand Aaron's worries. It is not unusual to see some of the masochists sporting marks all over their bodies, but they are rarely that important and actually, there are a couple of deeper wounds on Chris's back. Even Camden always manages to refrain on his strength or his emotions when he whips a Sub and he certainly never left such marks.

"Thank you, Chris," Aaron says before he goes to one of his drawers and pulls out a tube of unguent that he hands to the Sub. "Use this. It has some anesthetic and it should help healing. Now, would you tell me what happened?" Chris just lowers his eyes and shakes his head. "Chris, whatever happened, you have been a member of this club for long enough to know that I DO NOT tolerate such treatments, and you also know what happens in such cases."

"Please no, Master Aaron... It is not that bad..." Chris mumbles. "I actually didn't mind too much... I would have safe worded if I needed to..."

"Listen... I can understand that need for pain and I don't judge you," Aaron argues. "I myself versed into masochism a long time ago. I know how you can relish in that kind of pain and this is fine with me if you do. However, whereas some marks can be a huge turn-on for some Dominants, I don't want to see any Sub with exuding injuries at the club. I'm not going to punish you because once you got into subspace, I guess you couldn't realize how far it was going but your Dominant should have known when to stop."

"Please don't ban him from the Black Diamond, Master Aaron," Chris begs. "Master Andrei is a good Dominant, and... I remember asking for more too... I... I also pushed him... Please don't punish him..."

"This is not for you to decide, Chris, and you'd better comply with the rules further on. In the meantime, I'd rather you go back home and rest for tonight."

"I'm fine and I've had worse... please can I stay?" Chris pleads, daring a quick glance at Aaron, who sighs loudly.

"Listen... What you do outside of the club is your business but don't show up with such damage at my club. We already had that conversation a couple of years ago, Chris. You know the rules of the Black Diamond so if you want to stay tonight, you'll have to wear a tee-shirt. Is that understood?" Aaron finally concedes.

"Yes, Sir..." Chris breathes out with relief.

"Alright, then go to the Subs' room to get ready..."

"Thank you, Master Aaron."

"But Chris! You keep to the dance floor and watch the shows if you want, but no scene for you tonight!" Camden warns him firmly. "You should actually be careful that the injuries don't stick to your tee-shirt. Do not skimp on the cream and make sure it doesn't get infected."

"Yes, Master Camden," Chris whispers before he scurries out of Aaron's office.

"I knew that guy was harsher than he would admit..." Aaron grumbles.

"That's weird... In all these months I've watched him, I would never have suspected him to be that sadistic... And neither would any of the other Sadists. None of the Subs ever complained about him and I never noticed anything out of line on the masochists' bodies before," Cam says.

"Whatever happened, Cam, a Dominant is supposed to know the rules of the club even better than the Subs do and even worse, he's supposed to know the Sub's limits. For fuck's sake, not even you provoke that much damage!"

"He didn't go over Chris's limits since he didn't safe word," Camden argues.

"What the hell, Cam!? You know that if Chris went into subspace, he might not have been able to!!! I have no other choice than to impose some sanctions on Andrei!" Aaron shouts.

"I fucking know that, Aaron! And I'm not taking his defense!" Cam shouts back.

"You're not taking his defense?" Aaron growls, his voice full of sarcasm. "I wonder what the fuck you're doing, then!"

"Screw you, Ron! I'm NOT taking Andrei's defense! I'm just trying to understand where it went wrong! We all know how hard it can be sometimes to stop and not go beyond limits when we get carried away in a scene, especially in an SM scene!" Camden roars, getting really tense now as he approaches Aaron and points a finger at his chest.

"Wow guys!!!" I finally intervene, separating them. These two have difficult characters and they have a tendency to easily soar up. "There's no need to argue here!"

"We're not arguing!" Cam replies bitterly. "Aaron just doesn't need to take his anger out on me, that's it!"

"You're right, I'm sorry, Cam..." Aaron admits. "Josh needs to get ready for tonight, so would you like to stay with me and talk to Andrei? I've already asked Mike to let me know once he'd arrive and he will send him to me here."

"Of course, I'll stay."

"What kind of sanctions are you thinking about?" I ask.

"I'm not sure yet. I'm tempted to ban him actually..."

"Oh come on, he fucked up, but that's the first time! Which Dominant never ever made any mistake?" Cam says.

"Certainly not you..." I comment jokingly, hoping to ease some of the tension.

"Yeah, thanks for reminding me... I won't miss to let you know when it happens to you, fucker," he replies sourly, though with a glint of humor in his eyes. "Jokes aside, I think that a whipping punishment and a temporary ban should do... What do you think?"

"Maybe... we'll see. I want to hear what he has to say first and then we'll take the decision together. In any case, he's out for tonight and once I tell that to Chris, maybe he'll go home and rest." A knock then echoes at the door. "Come in... Hey Mike!"

"Master Andrei's car has just parked outside. Would you like to see him now?" Aaron's head of security informs him.

"Yes please."

"I'll let you guys deal with this... Call me you need any help," I say, grabbing my duffel bag and heading for the door.

"No, that's fine. That should be quick anyway. You go get ready and take care of Liam. We'll see you at the Diamond in a bit," Aaron says.

I walk out and hurry to my private room to quickly shower and change clothes. Ten minutes later I walk into the Black Diamond and meet Gary at the bar. We have a drink together - alcohol free for me since I am performing tonight - talking about the fact that he collared Jeremy yesterday. Gary has completely fallen for the young man which is not a surprise since they had already been together a few years ago. He gives himself another six months with him and then he might propose to him. He says that he wouldn't renounce on their lifestyle and truly believes that they will be able to combine both, which I also believe is possible. I just wish I could let myself go and fall for Liam, but I just can't.

The last three months have been fantastic and we have come up to a nice rhythm that suits me well in the end. Liam has become almost perfect and rarely makes any mistake except for his smart mouth that sometimes speaks too quickly. Once in a while, I can see that he might want a little more, but I already give him much more than I ever did with previous Subs, emotionally speaking. We go out a lot; we spend week-ends outside the city during which we behave more like boyfriends than a Dominant and his Submissive - although that side never really leaves us - but I just can't get myself to go any further. I can't take the risk to suffer like I did with Julian.

I don't think that the same thing would happen with Liam because he is a straight-laced stickler and honest, but I need much more time to get over it. Then again, things are going to change soon since Ally is due to come back the week after next and Liam moving to another department will make a big change to our relationship even if we don't want to. Not having him by my side at all times when I am in the office will feel weird to me and this is why I am seriously considering having him move to Allan's department.  My friend has been drowning in work recently which means he drowns his own assistant in work and I guess that she would appreciate to share some work with Liam. Allan has been bugging me about this option for the last few weeks and I think that Liam would feel good there. Allan really appreciates his efforts and professional seriousness and Liam feels quite comfortable around him.

Speaking of the little devil, there he is with his friend Jeremy, the two of them walking side by side. I am glad that these two have become such good friends; in the end, choosing Jeremy as his mentor was a good idea. Although he looks a bit nervous, the sight of Liam in his leather shorts and bare-chested makes me hard right away. Damn! It took him some time to finally accept to wear these, but I have to admit that it was worth the wait. When I get to pull him into my arms and kiss his silky hair, I feel him relax immediately. The boys hug each other tightly like they are not going to see each other for a long time and I eventually lead Liam to our couch where I have him straddle my lap facing me.

"How are you feeling?" I ask him after a long and passionate kiss.

"Just a bit nervous, but I'm good... I'm ready to do this..." he replies confidently enough.

"That's good then," I say and pull him into my chest, having his head rest on my left shoulder and wrapping my arms around his shoulders for a relaxing cuddle. "Everything will go well, Pet. You only need to focus on us and us only. Just relax for now, we still have a half hour before we go."

And this is just what we do. Relax. All I am doing is run my finger on his bare back and I feel his breathing in the crook of my neck slow down, so much so that I wonder if he has fallen asleep at some point but whenever I stop, he just moans and kisses my neck. Even when Aaron and Camden arrive a few minutes before it is time for us to move on to the stage, he doesn't react much and keeps relaxing in my hold. The guys affectionately brush the back of his head when they pass by and go to sit further away from us before Aaron discreetly nods at me to signify that they have dealt with the issue. I wonder how it went but I don't have time to dwell on this for now as it is time for us to move on. I gently push Liam away from me and after a few seconds of a silent conversation between us, eyes in the eyes, we both get up and I lead him to the dais where an assistant has prepared everything I need for tonight.

Liam is now facing me in the center of the stage, his eyes cast down and I cup his face to tilt his head to the back so that I can plunge my dark blue orbs into his light blue ones. I see confidence and trust in them and this is all I needed to see. I kiss him tenderly before I strap his wrists in large leather padded cuffs that I snap to a metal ring attached to a short chain hanging from the grid above us, making him raise his arms above his head. "Look at me, Pet," I whisper, my hands wrapping his, and Liam slowly raises his eyes until they meet mine. Never breaking eye contact, I trail the back of my fingers all along the soft skin of his arms, from his wrists down to his hairless armpits, all the way down along his sides until I reach his narrow hips. "Do you remember your safe words?" I then ask in another whisper.

"Yes Master, orange to slow down, red to stop..." he replies confidently.

"Good boy! I'm going to blindfold you now. I want you to focus on your emotions, on what your body perceives and how good it makes you feel. Understood?" Liam nods, so I grab the black silk scarf I had tucked in my pocket earlier, slip both extremities between his head and his raised arms, and tie it at the back of his head. Bending over a little and caressing his sides and his back, I whisper: "It's just you and me here, Pet. Nobody else. Even if you don't always feel my touch, I'm always here. I won't leave your side. You can't see anymore and I want you to forget about what you may hear around us."

"Yes, Master."

The music has been lowered, only providing a background noise that just covers the light murmurs of the audience. I begin to unbutton his shorts, freeing his already hard shaft. "The only sense you should concentrate on is touching. Let your body accept what it feels..." My fingers have wrapped around his erection, gently squeezing it, while my other hand continues to brush along the small of his back. Liam's reaction translates into his head tilting back and soft moans that he tries to stifle by biting his lips.

"That's it Pet, just let go... let your body get carried away through pleasure..." Both my hands now slip into his shorts and pull them down, extremely slowly, making it very sensual for other people to see. Being one of the Big Four, as some call us, all the audience knows who I am and in the last four months, they have all gotten to know that Liam is my Submissive and that this is his first public scene, so they are not expecting anything rough from us tonight, but more something of sensational play. However, I can already feel the tension in the room through the low and deep basses of the music. I crouch down on Liam's left side and make him lift one foot after the other to completely remove his shorts, leaving him stark naked except for his boots.

"Good boy... you're doing great, Pet..." I tell him, bringing a little smile that brightens his beautiful angel face. For a few seconds, I take in this perfect sight in front of me. Liam has spread his feet shoulders width and his body is nicely stretched now. After four months of working out at least twice a week, his body has begun to change even if that wouldn't be visible to many people. His buttocks are slightly firmer; his calves and thighs are better chiseled; abs have started to form where there used to be an almost muscle-less belly, even if flat; his biceps have swollen a little and without getting bulky at all, his frame looks even better than it used to be. More importantly, he has gained a lot of suppleness and it promises interesting future scenes of bondage.

"Do you recognize this, Pet?" I ask as I wander the suede lashes over his chest and a little shy smile spreads over his lips.

"Yes, Master... the flogger..." he breathes out when the lashes reach his crotch.

"Good boy... I'm going to give a little color to your beautiful pale skin, Pet."

And this is what I just do. For a good quarter of an hour, I whisk the flogger all over his body, starting with light flogs to first warm up his skin and get it used to the licks of the lashes and they soon increase in intensity, slowly turning his paleness into a pastel pink. I keep turning around his straightened frame, hitting every inch of his back, his bottom, the back of his thighs, their front, then his chest and his sides, constantly alternating with caresses and words of praise and encouragement that make Liam's cock leak with precum. The audience is silent and only the smacks of the flogger against his skin and the gasps and moans escaping from his mouth echo in the room, breaking the low volume of the music.

Follows a good five minutes during which I smear a large amount of body oil that makes him glisten under the spot lights. My hands particularly insist on his back then his backside until they part his ass cheeks for my fingers to start prepping his tight little hole, making him whine. "Shhh Pet... you're being perfect" I am now standing on his left side, my left hand massaging his very hard cock and the fingers of my right hand working his entrance. "It's just you and me, Pet... Let the sensations reel your body and emotions... feel the pleasure... let those little muscles relax..." By now I have been able to slip in two fingers easily and a third one joins the others, causing him to moan a little louder. "That's it... just enjoy the sensations..." When I believe that his hole has been sufficiently prepared, I remove my fingers, causing Liam to whine and beg for more.

"Keep your eyes closed for now, Baby," I order as I go to stand in front of him and untie the blindfold that I discard on the floor. I unbutton my leathers to free my own hard-on that I coat with lube, my eyes never leaving his peaceful face. I knead his warm buttocks for a few seconds before my hands slide down and grab the back of his thighs to lift him and wrap his legs around my waist. Our cocks are rubbing against each other, both dripping with precum. Liam's hands automatically reach for the chain above him, seeking for support; this is not the first time we play this scene and he knows how to help himself with the chain.

"Open your eyes and look at me, Pet," I whisper as I place the tip of my cock at his entrance. When Liam lets his eyelids lift up, his pupils are dilated, darkening his light blue eyes... those eyes that say I want you inside. We stare at each other for what seem long minutes when it is only a few seconds, as if we were having a silent conversation, before I thrust inside his ass to the hilt in one go, feeling each millimeter of my girth being squeezed by the tight ring of muscles of his hole as I penetrate him. Liam gasps, throwing his head backward and closing his eyes, and I allow him a few seconds to adjust before I begin to ram into his warm cavern.

Liam reopens his eyes, allowing us to stare at each other with a very intense and febrile look. I can see the lust in the depths of his eyes and he certainly sees the same in mine. Fuck! He's so beautiful when he is on the verge of coming! After a few minutes of ramming into his ass, I take a step back, pulling him with me by the hips and providing me with a better angle to drive into him and strike his prostate with each thrust. "Feel it, Pet?" I ask and Liam bites his lower lip as I increase the pace of my pounding, making his leaking cock bump onto his abs.

"Please... M-Master... Nghhh..." Liam starts to beg for his release. My own orgasm is really close and it wouldn't require much for me to explode in him.

"Cum for me, Pet!" I groan, witnessing the relief on his face as the muscles of his legs contract around my waist.

When his orgasm hits him, Liam squeezes his eyes shut and screams a loud moan; the white cream spurts out of his erection onto his stomach and chest; the clenching of his tight hole around my shaft is my undoing and I let myself climax into him with a deep groan. Oh fuck! Even if I am barely conscious of the moans and groans all around us, I had missed those public scenes!

My sweet boy has gone completely limp in my arms when I gently pull myself out of him and manage to redo the first button of my trousers. Aaron is already by our side, unhooking his tied wrists from the ring and pulling them around my neck so that I can carry him to my private room on my own shaking legs. Aaron throws a blanket on Liam's back and follows us to bring his clothes to my room. Once he has left, after a pat on my back and a wink of the eye, I gently drop Liam on the bed and proceed with cleaning him and massaging his wrists and shoulders in long and sweet movements to release all the tension in his muscles, chuckling at his blissful smile.

"Was... wow... great..." he manages before his eyes close again and I totally agree with him... This first public performance was absolutely great and I truly can't wait for the next one.

Published on 23 Oct 2016

Hope you guys enjoyed this last rather "peaceful" chapter.

I just want to add a little WARNING about the upcoming chapters. Until the nearly end of the story, it'll be quite of a bumpy ride, and as much as I truly love to see so many people reading and voting each time I publish a new chapter, I still want to warn you. If you don't deal very well with suspense, I'd recommend that you wait for a few chapters to be published before you read. Suspense doesn't mean that all the chapters will end on cliffhangers, though there might be a bit of that too, but then that's up to you. And if you like suspense, well just go ahead and read; anyway, I'll keep posting every couple of days for at least the next two weeks, so the wait won't be too long between each part.

Thank you so much to all of you, readers, voters, commentators, followers... I sincerely never thought you'd be so many and it only strengthens my willingness not to disappoint you with the next stories, and especially with Twisted Moon. It'll be very different than these two first stories, and maybe not adapted to all of you, but I really love Camden and Noah and their raw emotions.

So, until next chapter, I'm sending you love from France :)