A Special Sister

I have kissed many a women, but sasha kisses are by far my favorite.

I remember the first time I laid eyes on my sweet sister sasha. It was a strange situation to say the least, one that I cannot even pen to paper for if the details of that night fell into the wrong hands…well let me just say it could be disastrous for us all.

Of course I was worried that this girl, one that I had never seen before, would reveal those details. So, I threatened to cut her throat if she did in order to protect my Master and Mistress’s secret. It was just a threat, I would of course never have harmed another’s property, but what she did earned my respect instantly. She stood up to me, making threats of her own. Now there was a girl after my own heart.

It wasn’t long after that night that My Master purchased sasha for his sister, Mistress Ronni, and sasha became part of the Renaldi household. Sasha and I are as close as any two chain sisters can be. We watch out for each other, and calm each other when one of us is upset. There have been nights when I have gone to sleep with her when I am upset with my Master, or he is upset with me.

Sasha is soft, gentle, and demure…all the things that I am not, but we balance each other perfectly. Indeed if I do have a sweeter side, she is one of the rare few that have gotten to see it. She perhaps knows me better than anyone.