She used to say that my dick was the only one she would ever see. This is the story of how that changed. After I graduated college, we moved to Washin...ton, DC for my job and she found a job at a large accounting firm. After a few weeks at her new job and eager to make new friends, my wife agreed to go to happy hour with some of her co-workers. Prior to this she had only been in a bar once...and did not drink at all. But this night would be different. As she tells the story, it all began with. Slipping sideways, silver stars collideAnd fade away just like our love that diedAnd there is nowhere in this universe to hideFrom you tonightI've wrestled with angels all my lifeIt's always the haloes and the wingsThat keep you blindAnd if I had fought with all the strength I held insideI wouldn't be out hereAlone tonightI wouldn't be standing alone tonightWe danced slowly, a languid movement, our bodies never parting. Sasha fit me perfectly. She moved with a light step and elegant grace. My eyes flicker open and begin to adjust to a soft haze of light that rests on the end of the bed. I can distinctly make out the alarming sound as my alarm clock, which seems to ring louder with each passing second. Silencing the alarm on my phone, I close my eyes hoping to catch a glimpse of that haunting beauty once more. But as luck would have it, the images are gone. All of a sudden my phone rings. I answer it quickly and close my eyes again, as a smirk moves over my face. "Hello?" I say in. Her hands was covered in long black leatheropera gloves. Her right hand held her brown cigarette as she smoked. Shewas wearing a SS kommandant hat on top of her lovely blond long hair.The guards pushed me to my knees in front of the leather clad she wolf.The leather assistant said, "Here is the worthless prisoner that youasked for, Leather Mistress."Leather Mistress smiled as she looked through her mirror sunglasses.Shesaid in her dominant voice, "You are wondering what is happening. Let.