Kayla's mind was preoccupied as she walked through the revolving doors into Harrold-Milkin's building downtown. Otherwise, she would have noted the looks she got from both men and women as she moved through the crowded lobby. Kayla had always been a woman who exulted in her own good looks, and in being appreciated for them.

She still was, of course, perhaps even more than before, but a lot had changed in the last week, since Colin Forrest had decided she needed to prove her obedience to him before he'd help her get to the partners table.

Harrold-Milkin had nearly eight hundred lawyers, of which Karla was merely one among many. It was a very large, and very conservative legal firm run, by and large, by the senior partners. But there were also three dozen junior partners, each of whom took home at least a couple of million dollars a year, and Kayla desperately wanted to be one of them.

Being honest with herself, she knew she didn't deserved to be. She was an okay lawyer, but had only been able to get top marks at law school by sleeping with several professors. She had only been with the firm a couple of years, as well. Most of the junior partners had at least ten to fifteen years under their belts.

But Kayla had never let things like that get in her way. The way to get to the junior partners table wasn't to put years under her belt but to put herself under the belt of one of the senior partners. She had chosen Colin Forrest because he was handsome, reasonably young, and something about him attracted her, something about his strength of will and character.

All had been going along fine until she'd changed a small section of a contract he'd approved. He'd hit the roof, then, and punished her for it, deservedly so, she was willing to acknowledge. He'd pointed out the idiocy of her substituting her legal knowledge for his in no uncertain terms, then offered to end the affair she'd begun with no hard feelings.

That would mean no damage to her career, but no help for it either. And she needed that help if she was going to get ahead quickly. Sure she made over a hundred thousand a year as an associate. But she wanted far, far more. There was too much competition, some of it from people a lot better than she was, and she didn't want to spend years trying to suck up to and impress people.

So she'd agreed to let him test her obedience. Since they were already having an affair, it seemed no big deal that the testing would be sexual. In fact, he was the best lover she'd ever had, so the more the merrier. But Forrest's idea of obedience included whips and chains, collars and shackles, crawling and hard, breathless, even painful sex!

And it had blown her mind.

Kayla had spent her time in high school and college studying and seducing teachers to get marks, absolutely determined to never be poor, like her parents had been. The hours she'd spent since being hired hadn't left much time for a sex life either. Forrest was a ... revelation.

What he'd done to her during that week had shocked her to the core, but she'd had incredibly intense orgasms, scores of them! It had been a week of furious sex, of learning to be utterly submissive, and of exposure, for his wife had taken part, and then several friends. It had been humiliating, at first, even horrifying, but she'd found within herself a sense of dark, frantic sexual heat she'd never even guessed at.

The final test had been a strip tease - on stage, at a men's club on amateur night. Kayla had been dressing and acting conservatively for years to protect her image as a studious and intelligent young woman who deserved to be respected. Stripping in front of hundreds of men had been a stunning departure!

Not that it had been her idea. Not that ANY of it had been her idea! It had been Colin, his orders, and her desperate need to prove her obedience which had drawn her, bit by bit, down the path into the role as a virtual sex slave for him and his wife!

At first, she'd obeyed simply because she was determined to prove herself to him. As he'd said, why should he push her into the partners table if he couldn't rely on her to do exactly as she was told? But gradually, she had come to obey him simply out of habit, conditioned so quickly it amazed her.

Then again, a riding crop across the bottom tended to teach a girl rather quickly.