UPDATE TO THE UPDATE:
After reading what I just wrote, I have made a choice. It is time for Paul to go. I have already packed all his shit and put it by the door.
I called WillBurr and asked if he would mind me creating major chaos in his friendship. He pretty much feels the whole thing is a wipe now, so he gave his consent. Inside I think is very glad at this moment to be in a Ds relationship with a Domme who is not the least bit scared to take control of a situation.
So here is my plan. He comes home and sees the stuff. I say, “Sit down so we can talk.” Then I go on to explain what I really don’t like about him and what makes him a worthless waste of oxygen. It’ll be a verbal equivalent of THE LETTER.
That is if he doesn’t just take a look at his shit and start hauling it downstairs.
I haven’t felt this good about tossing someone out since I got to toss my exBF out of my rent house on his birthday!!
Truly wicked,
M
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