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.

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.

After the first meeting Sara text me and said her phone had died at the show and she had ended up sleeping at Raven's house without the proper charger available.

Sara told me about how great a time she had. The tickets had included VIP backstage access. There was even a secret wall in the VIP room that opened up and led to a hidden room.

Sara bragged about the celebrities they saw in the exclusive areas. This included Dane Cook, Corey Feldman and they guy who says "I am rich bitch" at the end of the Dave Chapelle show.

Sara told me that the band performed there every week, the tickets were cheap, and she could not wait to go to next week's show.

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 had enjoyed having the occasional night to go jam with my friends or play video games and drink beer.

One night Raven was unable to go, and I did not have work the next day, so I volunteered to be Sara's escort to the concert. 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. She walked right into the VIP without even having a badge or credentials. We went and stood in her usual spot up in front and on the right and enjoyed the show. I had to admit I was impressed with her connections.

During the show between songs, the band would interact with the audience. Sara informed me it was a regular thing for them to roast audience members. 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 if she knew she was fat.

They told a hipster looking guy that looked like he was homeless, that the shelter was down the street.

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. She said I should be honored they choose to make a joke about me even if it was not true. 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.

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 getting food at Denny's and various other 24-hour restaurants. Or so they claimed.

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. Mistress Caroline had a client who was begging to see Raven for a foot fetish session.

Mistress Caroline arranged a session for Raven and did not tell her it would be a foot fetish session. Raven 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.

I saw Sara less and less and I felt like she was cutting me out of her life.

I expressed this to her, and we ended up arguing. Sara did not talk to me for a week. I really feel like she used it 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.

I don't even remember what their argument was about. 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 arguing with me and begged me to go help pick up her stuff.

By the time we got to Raven's to pick up Sara's BDSM equipment, majority of it was gone.

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 sent Sara a nasty message telling her she was ungrateful for her mentoring and Sara would never work as a Dominatrix again.

She even said I had a big nose. What the fuck did I do?

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. Raven claimed Sara and her had fucked the band and several other men they met at shows.

I told Sara about the texts. Sara assured me this was just an attempt to cause trouble and break us up. Sara claimed Raven was psychotic.

Raven was definitely evil and crazy but I was not sure if I should believe her or not.

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 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.

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 37: A New Beginning