I remember working part time for Sasha when I was a teenager and she was always a bitch. The worst manager that anyone could ask for. If I was a minute late I was docked for 30 minutes. If my salad for lunch had onions in it and the smell irritated her, it was a problem. And if my skirt did not quite make it to the length of my knee, it was as if I just committed a murder, in her opinion. She was just difficult and a bitch for no apparent reason. As time passed, I moved on to other things in my career and as I grew older, I felt the need to be the one doing the dominating. So, it was such a pleasure when I decided to become a Mistress […]