Sasha came down the stairs to the basement of her apartment and looked around. Everything was as it should be, positioned and ready to be used. The chains, chair, leather restrains, and the various toys on the table. She smiled, then went back to the first floor. She loved this apartment. Having a basement where she could put things no normal person would keep around was a good thing for the kind of activities she engaged in.<br/><br/>She went to the couch and sat down. Sasha was wearing her usual outfit. Leather boots, pants, gloves and her leather jacket, completely unzipped, exposing her pierced nipples, neck chain and chest tattoos. She looked at the clock, almost 5pm, the time Sam said she would be over with her boyfriend. This would be fun.<br/><br/>Her old friend Sam had called her earlier, explaining the situation, how her boyfriend had cheated on her and she wanted revenge. As an experienced dominatrix, she offered her help right away. It would be her pleasure to make him suffer. Now, she just waited to hear the bell ring.<br/>