Chapter 9 - The Angel

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⚠️ mentions of non consensual sex in this chapter

The Darker Side Of The Moon
Book 4 of the Black Moon series
Chapter 9: The Angel

Saturday 4 April 2014

My bladder is so full that I feel like crying; it hurts so badly!

I shouldn't give a shit about the mattress, but I just can't find the resolve to pee myself. This hasn't happened since I was barely older than a toddler and I won't yield to relieve myself anywhere else than in toilets now that I am 23! If at least I could adopt a more convenient position, one in which I could try to hold it in, but I am lying spread-eagled on the bed, on my back, and tied up of course.

After my failed attempt at fleeing last night, I just couldn't sleep. Tears kept running and I was unable to calm down. As expected, the walk down Memory Lane temporarily soothed my pain, but it was only too brief and yielded more throbbing anguish further on. By the morning, I had barely dozed off for a few seconds.

There's no clock in this room, but I could tell it was much later than usual when that stupid fairy visited me this morning, pampered in another of his ridiculous outfits; a yellow suit and an orange shirt today. If I was complaining about the routine yesterday, well I might miss it today. Nothing went according to the usual agenda again. For some reason, he looked stressed as hell and I just complied with all his orders for fear of incurring more wrath from him.

There weren't that many commands anyway. He briefly took me to the toilets, then back to my cell, fed me with two toasts and two large glasses of milk and orange juice, made me shower quickly, and that was it. I thought he was going to take me to the torture room and maybe punish me – after all he must have called his brother and said brother could have given him some instructions on my punishment – but he only asked me to lie down in bed and he tied each of my limbs to a corner of the bed. And since then, I haven't heard a sound or seen anybody.

I usually don't see them much during my afternoons of isolation in the torture room, but I sometimes hear them down there in the basement, shuffling at the other end of the corridor. Well, not today. I shouldn't complain! And I wouldn't if it weren't for the fact that the light seeping through the small window is fading, which means that it must be the early evening and that I haven't been fed lunch or taken to the restroom since this morning. I don't really care about food because I'm definitely not hungry, but my kidneys have worked during the day and my bladder would really like to get rid of the liquids I drank this morning.

Other than that, I don't really mind the isolation. For once.

I have never been a lonely person. I never had hundreds of friends either back in the days, but I still always had a few, even if they weren't the best. And then I discovered the BDSM lifestyle with Master Aaron and in his club, I found a supportive family.

I'm not denigrating my real family, right? My parents have always been kind to me – not very encouraging people, but kind – and my sister... Well my sister is much older than I am and she left home about fifteen years ago to live in Houston so I have never been close to her. On the other hand, all the guys I have met at the Black Diamond have become real close to me; some more than others obviously. Liam would be on top of the list, because he is like the little brother I have never had; but then there are Ed and Mick, and the twins, Eric and Tony.

I had never gotten so much support in my life before I met them, and this is something I am missing terribly here. In accordance with the Black Diamond's policies and with Master Aaron's wishes, the Subs' room of the club is a haven for those in need of reassurance, help and comfort. There are the occasional little arguments, but it's never anything serious, and wickedness doesn't have its place in here. On the contrary, whenever any Sub needs a helping hand, advice or simply affection, he is sure to find it there. Things I certainly won't get here with all these brutes; not that I would want it from them anyway.

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