Chapter 37: Hollywood

Raven lived in Hollywood not far from the dungeon. Sara started staying at Raven's apartment to be close to work and some weeks I barely saw her. They would invite me over on weekends when I was not working.

They even took me out in Hollywood for my birthday. I can remember feeling like the coolest mother fucker in the world with two beautiful women on my arms. Sara brought me to a special smoke shop on Hollywood Blvd and bought me a $500 bong.

At first, I really thought Raven liked me, I envisioned this whole three-way relationship where I dated both women like every man's fantasy. Over time it just seemed like Raven wanted to be with Sara and I was surplus to requirements.

Raven had worked as a rock music journalist and had toured with bands around the country.

I had a friend who was the head chef at a music venue. I did him a favor and he gave me free tickets to a concert at the House of Blues. They just happened to be tickets for the last band Raven had toured with.

Unfortunately, it was a night I was unable to go due to work, so I gave the tickets to Sara and Raven to enjoy without me. The venue wasn't far from Raven's apartment.

Sara and Raven went to the concert, and I stayed home. I could not help but keep waking up throughout the night expecting a text from Sara telling me she had gotten home safely. The text never came and that morning I was a bit worried during my work meetings.

Around noon Sara text me:

"My phone died at the show. I ended up spending the night at Raven's house. She didn't have the right phone charger for my phone." Sara told me explaining her lack of communication.

"I am glad you're safe. I was a little worried."

"I had a great time! Those tickets included VIP backstage access. Raven knew everything about the venue and showed me all the secrets. There was even a special wall in the VIP room that opened up and lead to a hidden room." Sara told me excitedly.

"There were a bunch of celebrities in the exclusive areas. I saw Dane Cook, Corey Feldman and the guy who says, "I am rich bitch" at the end of the Dave Chapelle show." Sara added.

"The band performs there every week, the tickets are cheap, and I cannot wait to go to next week's show!" Sara told me.

"Oh, you are going again?" I asked her.

"Well yeah Raven and I are going to go. She said I could spend the night again afterwards. You don't mind right?" Sara asked me.

"I guess not." I replied.

The shows were always on nights I had work the next day and I did not mind Sara going since it was not really eating into crucial time we reserved for each other. I enjoyed having the occasional night to stay home and play video games.

One night I found out Raven was unable to go to the concert. I did not have work the next day, so I volunteered to be Sara's escort.

"Since Raven isn't going tonight and I don't have work, I am down to go with you this time." I told Sara.

"Oh, you want to go to the show? Really? I don't think you will like it." Sara replied.

"What are you talking about? I have been dying to go with you. You make it sound so fun each time." I told Sara.

"Well ok, I guess you can come. Don't complain about where I stand or how long I like to stay afterwards." Sara said with a slight attitude.

"I want the whole experience. Show me your ways!" I told Sara laughing.

At first Sara did not seem thrilled about me coming but eventually she agreed.

Sara showed me around the venue; the whole staff knew her by now. The security guards greeted her as Mistress Sara.

"Where's Mistress Raven?" the security guards asked Sara.

"Her dog is sick tonight." Sara replied.

Sara led me right into the VIP without even having a badge or credentials. She showed me the hidden room. Then we went down to the stage area. We went and stood in her usual spot up in front and on the right and got ready to enjoy the show. I had to admit I was impressed with her connections.

The show started and out walked four men dressed up in 1980's hair metal costumes. They played a mixture of classic 80's rock music and some of their own original songs. It was a fun entertaining show with music I knew.

During the show between songs, the band would interact with the audience.

"It's a regular thing for them to pick random people in the audience and roast them." Sara informed me.

The lead singer invited every woman who was dressed sexy to come dance on stage and then immediately sang an offensive song about sluts and hookers. They pointed out an overweight woman who was dressed too sexy for her size and asked her:

"Excuse me lady, you know you are fat right?"

They told a hipster looking guy that looked like he was homeless:

"The shelter is down the street. Don't be afraid to ask for help."

Everyone laughed. Then the spotlight came over me and Sara.

The guitarist looked over at me and said,

"Oh man, this guy is a huge cuckold. His sexy girlfriend comes every week, and we fuck the shit out her backstage after the shows. Great to see you finally made it out cucky boy!"

Sara laughed and played it off like it was a joke.

"You should feel honored they chose to make a joke about you. Most regulars have to wait years." Sara told me.

I had an uneasy feeling but convinced myself there was no way this famous band was actually fucking my girlfriend. Nor would they have the balls to say it like that on stage.

To cap it all off on the way-out Corey Feldmen pushed me on his way to the front of the valet line. I tripped on a curb, fell over and hurt my ankle.

"What the fuck? Did I just get pushed by Corey Feldmen?" I asked Sara.

After the concert I started to have my doubts. Sara and Raven were going to the concerts every week which did raise some red flags. They even had two guys they started "hanging out" with after the shows. I would occasionally catch Sara texting them. Sara said they were always getting food at Denny's and various other 24-hour restaurants after the show. They were fellow fans of the band.

Raven was not the best influence on Sara in more ways than one. Raven got in an argument with Mistress Caroline their boss. Raven hated doing foot fetish sessions. She had a real discomfort with anyone touching her feet. Mistress Caroline had a client who was begging to see Raven for a foot fetish session since the first day she worked there.

The client threated to take his business elsewhere so Mistress Caroline arranged a session for Raven and did not tell her it would be a foot fetish session. Raven found out about halfway through and was so angry she walked out of the session and called up Mistress Caroline screaming at her.

Raven then convinced Sara to quit working at the Fetish Chamber and help her convert Raven's studio apartment into a dungeon where they could session. The plan was to make so much money they could eventually move Raven into a bigger place and use the studio for sessions full time.

I was never a fan of this plan and if Sara and told me before taking the big leap I would have tried to talk her out of it. With Sara staying in Hollywood with Raven more and more, I saw Sara less and less and I felt like she was cutting me out of her life.

"It would have been nice if you told me, you were quitting Fetish Chamber. I feel like I never see you anymore."

"It's my life I can quit whenever I want. I don't need your permission." Sara told me.

"What do you expect me to do? Drive back to Redondo every day to see you? My work is here and so is Raven." Sara said to me angrily.

"No but it feels like you have completely cut me out of your life." I replied.

"Not yet." Sara said with an attitude.

Sara did not talk to me for a week. I really feel like she used our argument and my unhappiness as an excuse to ignore me and focus on Raven and her dungeon. Despite Sara investing a large amount of money into the dungeon, it did not last long. Neither of them knew how to properly advertise a dungeon.

They never bothered to exchange contact info with any of Mistress Caroline’s clients, so they had no clients without Mistress Caroline.

Sara and Raven ended up getting into a big fight. I don't even remember what their argument was about, maybe I wasn't properly told. I assume money or bad decisions leading to leaving the Fetish Chamber.

Sara and Raven broke up. Raven basically dumped all of Sara's stuff on the curb outside her Hollywood apartment while Sara was not there. Sara abruptly stopped ignoring and fighting with me as soon as the shit hit the fan with Raven.

"Please Jordan, I need your help. She is threatening to throw all my stuff I bought for the dungeon out on the curb. Just ride with me and help me pick it up. I am begging you." Sara said to me out of nowhere.

Sara told me her version of their breakup on the way there. By the time we got to Raven's to pick up Sara's BDSM equipment, majority of it was gone. You can't leave anything out on the street in Hollywood and expect it to not get stolen.

Raven immediately went back to work at the Fetish Chamber and talked all kinds of trash about Sara and me to Mistress Caroline. She convinced Mistress Caroline that Sara was the master mind behind them quitting the Fetish Chamber and their attempt at starting a new dungeon.

Mistress Caroline ended up sending a nasty message to Sara.

"You ungrateful little bitch. After everything I did to mentor you. You will never work as a Dominatrix in this town again. Fuck you and your big nose boyfriend too."

"What the fuck did I do?" I asked Sara.

After the big blow out Raven sent me a few texts. One of which informed me that Sara was constantly cheating on me when they went to the concerts.

"I know the band and Sara and I got backstage and fucked them and several other men we met at shows." Raven told me.

I told Sara about the texts.

"She is just trying to cause problems and break us up as a way to get to me. Raven is fucking psychotic." Sara told me.

Raven was definitely evil and crazy, but I was still not sure if I should believe her or not. I had already developed my own suspicions without Raven's help. I started to feel really bad about myself. I just kept telling myself any normal man would leave Sara if she cheated on him. Apparently, I am not normal.

After much inner turmoil I decided not to confront Sara and make a big deal about it. I truly believed she was my soul mate, and I did not want to break up. I had never considered myself into the cuckold or swinger lifestyle, so it wasn't about secretly enjoying her infidelity.

I just did not want to lose her or be alone. I constantly reminded myself how hard it was to find a woman who supported my kinks. How boring my life was before Sara moved back to town. Also, the money Sara was making as a Dominatrix was pretty good. While working at Fetish Chamber Sara bought me all kinds of cool shit. She even bought me that $500 bong.

In the end I decided not to confront Sara about the cheating. I did not have any actual proof besides Raven’s claim and my own paranoia. I assumed she would be done going to those concerts now that Raven was her enemy. I told myself whatever excuse I needed to hear.

Chapter 38: A New Beginning