Chapter 73: The Outcast

The next event theme I selected was Game of Thrones. I knew Sara also liked the show and would go along with it if I wrote a good write up. The new season was premiering the same week as our March event, so I was able to convince Sara to do the Game of Thrones event in March. She remembered how well Spanking Bad did and it was an easy sell after some tactical negotiations.

I was a fan of the show, so it was easy for me to write a good write up story for the event. In the weeks leading up to the party everyone loved the kinky parody I wrote.

"Many of us here at Club Anarchy are fans of the popular series Game of Thrones. We love the sexy scenes, the exciting violence and of course the Dragons. But as much as we love the show, we are honestly sick of waiting. We are sick of waiting for the Dragons to show up. We are sick of waiting for the zombies to show up. We are sick of that damn bitch Cersi Lanister and we want more pussy. So, for our March Event we had our Party Experts design our own Game of Thrones...Mistress Tetra and Club Excite Events Present Club Anarchy Chain of Thrones...Winter is Cumming...

On the Continent of Sexeros, Seven Kinky Kingdoms Fight and Fuck for Control of the Chain of Thrones. Join "Dominaries Tetragarin" and her Dragons as they reclaim her Birthright and the Long-Awaited Punishment for those Damn Lanisterds. We are inviting all our Guests to Embrace this Month's theme by dressing like you favorite Game of Thrones Characters. Although it's not Mandatory and many of our Guests still enjoy dressing Casual, dressing in costume is always extra fun. This is Your chance to pick which House you represent and prove who should win the Real Game of Thrones."

I started to lose interest in Club Anarchy. I had Leo who was constantly committed to fucking with me. Anytime I had a friend come to the events Leo would hassle them or accuse them of being drunk or on drugs and try to kick them out. My friends would never return.

Leo invited his new assistant at his grow op to one of our events and had apparently told this guy who I was. He kept following me around the whole night joining conversations to constantly brag and talk about projects him and Leo were working on. They were apparently making wax now full time.

It felt like some weird psychological warfare Leo was doing to piss me off. Leo’s new assistant knew all the science behind making concentrates and had apparently gone to college for chemistry. He was no doubt superior to me. This was Leo's revenge for the Low Rider Pegging scene.

Sara was always surrounded by an entourage of adoring fans and admirers whenever she was not on stage. I would try to be part of her group, and I would find myself the odd man out.

I started to feel like majority of the people at the events and in Sara's life all wanted to fuck her or had some type of crush or infatuation with her. I am not a jealous man by any means. I would not have made it this far if I was.

It felt like people were constantly trying to show me up or talk shit on me in front of Sara to get rid of me so they could have her.

Sara always had these submissive dudes "in service". They were always buying her expensive gifts and trying to make me look bad. In all their minds I was the one thing keeping them from their fantasy life with Sara. God forbid she was actually using them all for gifts and free labor at her events.

The only security I really had was knowing if given the opportunity none of these men would last a week putting up with the real Sara. I knew how much she argued with me, and I knew how much she argued with Kitty. There was no way anyone else was going to put up with her long term or survive the demands of dating Sara.

I felt like I was working so hard to make these events the best they could be, and no one appreciated me for it at all.

I did not get the fans or gifts or people wanting to fuck me like Tetra did.

It got to the point I started spending majority of the events hiding out in an area designated for VIPs by myself and just watching the shows. If no one could find me they could not complain and make me fix problems or clean up.

No one really ever talked to me anymore unless they wanted something or had a problem. We had been doing this for a few years now and a lot of our original friends had come and gone.

I felt like majority of the guests now were all Tetra fans.

Sara would come up to me at the end of the event with a bundle of trash bags and expect me to help clean up.

Around the same time Sara and Kitty started telling me some story that Mo, Bonnie's submissive and the assistant to the manager of our apartment building, said we were no longer allowed to have three people living in the apartment.

They convinced me it was part of some new revenge plot Bonnie was doing to get us to move out of the building. It got to the point where I had not been to the apartment in months, but I was still paying rent there.

I was never really sure if Mo had actually said that or if Sara and Kitty were making it up. I was starting to feel like I was being pushed out of my own relationship. I still paid half of Sara’s rent, but I rarely saw her.

The only time I was allowed to stay at the apartment was when they went on trips and they needed someone to feed the cats. The entire weekend I would be there watching the cats I would be trying to hide from the apartment manager or Bonnie and her hench people.

I ended up finding this really good pizza spot down the street from the apartment. It was called Rebel Pizza. They made these amazing coffee rub ribs, then they removed all the meat from the bones and put the meat on a pizza. It was the best pizza I have ever had.

Anytime Sara and Kitty went on their little trips I would splurge and get myself one of those pizzas and eat like a king.

Chapter 73: The Pig Pen