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Chapter 11 - First Time

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The Darker Side Of The Moon
Book 4 of the Black Moon series
Chapter 11: First Time

Sunday 20 April 2014

This morning I wake up with an awful and foreboding feeling, with butterflies in stomach, but not the good type. This is extremely unpleasant, and I just can't help the nausea that goes with it. Weirdly enough, I haven't lost track of time since I arrived here. I guess I haven't been locked in this basement for long enough yet to get oblivious to time passing by.

So I know we are on Sunday. April 20th exactly. I was abducted on March 26th, so it's been a little less than a month. It feels like an eternity to me, but I would like time to slow down even more now because I know what the sad first month anniversary will mean. I know that it will be my turn to get anally raped by that bastard of Andrei.

It still leaves me another six days of peace and I should enjoy this while it lasts, but for some reason, something tells me that today is the day it's going to happen. Did I get hints about that? Well not really, but there have been little things...

One is that I experienced my first waxing ever yesterday; the last one, I hope. Holy shit was it painful! There was some sort of massage table in the torture room when the stupid fairy took us there. I didn't know what it was here for when we walked in, but Timmy was even cuddlier than usual during our common shower, trying to soothe me in advance. Then I saw the weird machine on a table and when Timmy asked me to go and lie down, I quickly understood what I was in for.

Oh, Timmy was great! He really tried his best to make it quick and as little painful as possible. The asshole of a fairy told me to memorize Timmy's techniques because I would have to do him the same in two weeks, so I tried to pay attention. He started off with the most sensitive parts, that means my privates. He removed all the hair from my pubis, groin, balls and even my shaft.

After two weeks living with the angel, I have gotten past any form of modesty, so it wasn't a problem, even when he told me to go on all fours, rest my head on the table and part my ass cheeks for him to get rid of the hair I have there. After that, having my legs and armpits waxed was like a walk in the park for me, much less painful than down there. The only thing I can admit is that my skin looks perfectly smooth and does feel really soft.

Anyway, I guess I can take this as a clue that my turn is coming and probably earlier than I thought; or else they would have waited for a bit longer before the waxing. The other hint is that our usual program was changed yesterday.

Andrei hasn't visited us at all since that Sunday two weeks ago and has left us in the hands of his brother as far as our training is concerned. Our days are filled with the same inexorable routine, though a tad bit different from what it used to be when I was alone.

That Fabio guy wakes us up in the early morning. He announces his arrival with heavy footsteps in the staircase and expects to find us in a kneeling position on the mattress, side by side. Timmy kneels on my left because I am still tied to the bed at nights – though no longer by my wrists, just by my collar, which doesn't make me feel any better – and the chain is quite short.

The few times I didn't hear him climb down the stairs, Timmy always made sure to wake me up. His two gorillas are always around of course, just in case... Honestly, I think their presence is quite useless. Timmy seems to be way past the idea of escaping and as far as I am concerned, after Andrei's threats, I would never dare making a new attempt, risking Gary's life or another painful punishment.