I BELONG BENEATH HER HEELS

I was a rising star at Westlake Legal until one clerical error ruined my life. Rosalind Galloway did not fire me. She dismantled me. She replaced my expensive suit with a steel cage and a leather collar. Now the key to my release hangs from a silk cord around her neck.

She is the Senior Partner and I am her most loyal possession. My days are spent as her footstool in the boardroom and my nights are defined by the ache of her denial. Every legal brief I write is a plea for her mercy. Every correction she delivers is a gift of structure I never knew I needed.