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It's amazing what happens when you're home alone.

"Let's go, he's in the living room."

"He's up already?" Stitches questioned as Michelle dragged her out of the room.

"Yep."

They reached the living room, and Stitches immediately noticed a suitcase at the door. It was for Michelle, obviously, but she'd always been under the impression that Michelle had so much stuff. Stitches had, literally, a few clothes for when they went out in public, but that was about all she owned. She understood, now, that everything that Michelle possessed actually belonged to Daddy, and so she would be taking only what she brought with her.

She knelt on the floor in front of Daddy, as did Michelle.

"Well. Ladies. We have a departure today, as you both know by now. It seems that Michelle here..." - he lifted her chin, studying her - "has not been abiding by the rules that I so clearly set out in the beginning of all this." He dropped her chin, and she remained looking at the floor, unable to meet his eyes.

"It seems that trusting you, and giving you freedom, was a very bad decision on my behalf. Stitches, did you know that Michelle here has a boyfriend?"

Stitches looked first at Daddy, then at Michelle, her eyes wide with disbelief. "Are you serious?" she asked, lapsing for a moment into a typical young woman.

"Yes, Stitches, I am serious. And what's more, she's been fucking this loser too."

Stitches remained staring at Michelle, who met her eyes for just a second before returning to study the carpet. The audacity of that woman!

"And now," Daddy continued, "she has gone and got herself pregnant."

Stitches' draw dropped. She could barely control herself. "Um... permission to speak freely, Daddy?"

He smiled. "Granted. And, in this case, expected."

Stitches thanked Daddy, then turned to Michelle. "Why?!"

Michelle shook her head. "I don't know. I guess... the freedom... just went to my head."

"And the baby is your... your boyfriend's?"

"Yes."

"How long...have you been with him?"

"About two months now, Stitches."

"And the pregnancy? When -"

"I found out yesterday."

"What are you going to do?"

The question was directed at Michelle, but Daddy answered.

"Michelle has told me that she is not in the right place in her life to raise a child. She has told me she doesn't wish to have the baby. That said, it is obvious that this lifestyle is not what she wants, and given that she has broken my trust, I don't feel that there is any point in Michelle continuing her journey with us."

He motioned for Michelle to come forth. She moved forward towards him, still kneeling, and he crouched to kiss her forehead. Then, he reached around her neck and unfastened the choker she wore in lieu of a collar.

"You may rise, Michelle." she did, and he continued, "As of this moment, you are no longer my slave, and I am no longer your Owner. Your things are packed, and there is a taxi waiting for you. Take care, Michelle, and do what is best for you, always. You look after yourself." he motioned for Stitches to rise. "Stitches, you may take a few moments to say goodbye to your friend."

Stiches hugged Michelle, feeling tears forming. No matter how much she had envied this woman, and even hated her at rare times, she had shared so much of her life, so many experiences and such a big journey with her.

"I am going to miss you, Michelle."

"I'll miss you too, Carey."

Michelle abruptly let her go, kissed Daddy on the cheek, picked up her suitcase and went out the door. A few seconds later, they heard the cab drive off, and it was then that Stitches realised that Michelle had used her real name. It had been so long since she'd heard it that she hadn't even recognised her own name. She sunk to her knees, kneeling again before Daddy. She was ready to cry, and he knew it.

"I'm going to make coffee, princess. Sit down, let it out. I know this is a big change for you." Almost as an afterthought, he added, "and me too, you know."

She moved to the couch and sank in gratefully, tears finally beginning to spill down her cheeks.

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