Chapter 84: The Exile

I am pretty positive Charles let it slip to Sara when he was drunk that he told me about her cheating. Suddenly I was not allowed at Charles' house anymore. Sara claimed Kitty said I was disrespectful and always leaving a mess. I had left too many messes and worn out my welcome.

Let me explain to you what Kitty considered a mess. I would be drinking a water bottle before we left to go somewhere. The bottle is not empty, so I leave it in my spot where I always sit to drink later. Sara decides on the way home to drop me off, so I don't have a chance to finish my water or throw the bottle out.

Kitty returns and sees my half empty water bottle sitting in my spot and has a melt down because she has to throw it away.

I know Charles had nothing to do with the decision because he called me on the phone to ask why I stopped coming over and asked if I was mad at him or if he did something when he was drunk that he may have forgot. I told him how Kitty had banned me for being messy. He was confused and told me I was never messy.

When Sara found out Charles and I were talking behind her back she banned me from speaking to Charles and told me I was not allowed to go to his house or call him or answer the phone if he called.

If I “disobeyed” Sara, she would refuse to give me a ride to Secret Sesh.

Sara and Kitty had a falling out with Charles and eventually found their own apartment not much further from my house. Sara said Charles’ alcoholism was starting to have long term effects on Kitty’s mental health. Kitty had grown up in a house of alcoholics and seeing him drink himself to death was damaging her psychologically.

In the two years they lived at their new apartment I was allowed there twice. Kitty paid majority of the rent and despite Sara being the Dominant, Kitty apparently made the apartment rules.

They hosted a Thanksgiving at their new apartment shortly after moving in. Sara called me up panicking because she couldn't afford a turkey, so I gave her the money thinking I was going to be part of the dinner.

The day of I was notified I was never invited, and Kitty did not want me there for Thanksgiving.

I never did a single thing to Kitty Clit. I was always so nice to her. I smoked her out (gave her free weed and dabs) for years. I bought her excellent and well thought out Christmas and Birthday gifts every year.

I never came on to her in an appropriate way or made her uncomfortable despite the nature of our relationship.

I can never fully explain why she hated me so much.

All I can theorize was Kitty was jealous. Looking back she really had nothing to be jealous of. No matter what Kitty did, she could not replace Sara and my past. I don’t know what value that had.

She could not replace Sara and my bond over weed because Sara was as equally addicted as I was and depended on me going into the sesh and buying her weed.

Kitten just had to slowly get rid of me instead.

Looking back, I can't really remember the last event I went to before I just gave up and decided to stop attending the events. I really can't. The events served no purpose for me as far as satisfying my own personal kinks.

Sara was my “Mistress” and play partner, and she was too busy the whole night to play with me.

No one wanted to watch her, and I play on stage so that was never going to happen. I did not really want that anyways.

I wasn't really allowed to find a new Dominant play partner or play with anyone else because Sara decided that would make her look bad.

I played with women sporadically at parties as a Dominant using my floggers. It wasn’t really appeasing my own needs.

I continued to do majority of the advertising for the events but if I am honest with you, I stopped working as hard. If I liked a theme for a particular month, I would invest a bit more energy but overall, I was over putting my heart into the events. The parties had built up their own following and legacy within the community, and my work wasn't required as much anymore.

Towards the end I would only show up if I really liked the event or I had some vanilla friend that was curious. Eventually I just stopped going all together. Sara would still ask me to do the write ups every month.

Majority of the time we just started recycling old themes, so we were able to simply update my old event descriptions.

I started seeing Sara less and less. If she got mad or we argued she would use it as an excuse not to talk to me for weeks. My life had evolved to it’s darkest point where I had no friends other than Sara.

When Sara was not around, I just sat at home playing video games by myself or working on Kush Quest. Sara would always talk to me right when she needed more weed or money and like a sucker, I would oblige in exchange for a ride.

It came to a point where Sara told me Kitty was claiming Sara's relationship with me was causing them issues and Kitty was giving Sara the choice between us. I already barely saw

Sara, maybe twice a month if I was lucky.

Sara told me she had a plan. She was going to tell everyone we broke up but still come secretly see me once a month when she needed to buy weed. She wanted to try it for two months and hopefully Kitty would stop complaining.

Please know, I am pretty pathetic, but I am not that pathetic. After about a day of thinking about it I decided to tell Sara it was over. That we should break up for real.

Sara was not even my girlfriend anymore. She didn't play with me. She wasn’t my Dominatrix anymore. She did not spend time with me. I was not having fun at my own events I created. The only thing keeping Sara in my life was a ride to go get weed. We continued to talk regularly in text but only saw each other once in a while.

I started paying my sister and random friends for rides to the weed events so I could buy more weed. They also had this new ride share app called Uber where you could pay random people for rides.

I would save up enough money to buy weed for several months at a time so I would have the need for less rides. I ended up having to learn self-control and rationing to make my supply last between rides.

Chapter 85: The End