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Genesis Bound

by Michael Krause and Denise Jones

354 pages; quality trade paperback (softcover); Adult Content. Mature Audiences Only.; catalogue #04-2461; ISBN 1-4120-4653-X; US$28.95, C$36.00, EUR23.40, £16.22

Genesis Bound reveals a way to live that goes beyond the borders of Dominance and Submission. Her surrender gives way to devotion and love so deep her submission is absolute.

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About the Book

Genesis Bound is the first book in a new series that delves into the alternative lifestyle of Dominance and submission. Steamy passion and carnal desire bring the characters to life like none who have walked the path before.

Eternity could never steal the love that binds Lisa to her new Master. Share her journey as she gives her heart and soul to the man she has sought for all her life. In her surrender she experiences freedom. In his acceptance of her ultimate gift he finds peace. Together they become the Phoenix and rise from the ashes of their broken lives.

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About the Author

The authors live together as Master and slave in the southwestern United States. They count nearly 40 years' experience between them in BDSM and D/s. Both are accomplished artisans who design and create an exclusive line of BDSM equipment and toys. Yet, they still find time to actively counsel others who choose to embark on a journey to free their desires and live an alternative lifestyle.

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Excerpts

Our banter becomes playful. I reach across the table and take her hand. "Look in my eyes." I whisper and begin gently tracing imaginary lines in the palm of her hand. I speak softly so Lisa must lean into the table to hear my words. She listens intently to everything I say. "Have you worn what I requested?" I ask.

Lisa blushes and glances around the bistro to make sure no one is listening. She answers so softly I can't make out her words. Her reaction is enough to tell me what I need to know. She has done exactly as told. She is wearing her best set of matching bra and panties. The look in her eyes tells me she would comply with almost any demand I could make of her right now. She is afraid but her excitement easily eclipses any instinctive defenses. She tries hard to hide her body's reaction to my voice. In time she will learn this is not possible under my watchful eye.

"Lisa your nipples are erect and hard," I say pointedly. She begins trembling. "How does it affect you knowing that you wore exactly what I asked you to wear?" I ask. She begins to answer but I interrupt, "How would you feel if everyone here knew what a slut you had become for my benefit? What if they knew you had worn your best underwear today just to please me? Don't you think they can feel your sexual energy fill the air?"

She lowers her gaze, taking her eyes off mine and replies "I am excited, Sir." I can't tolerate the use of the word "Sir". We have discussed this many times. The use of the word "Sir" and her sudden inability to make eye contact cause me to react.

"Do not look away from me! We agreed you would not look away when I speak to you. Even when the subject is uncomfortable, you will not look away." I remind her. She jumps at my angry reaction but her eyes return to me. This is a good sign. Lisa is following my commands. Her first gut reaction is a deep feeling of shame. She is able to shake it enough to lift her head and look me in the eye. There is no pouting or anger in her eyes.

"Good girl, good pet," I say softly. I release her hand and lean back in my chair. "Lisa your face is flushed. Are you ashamed? If we are to continue, you must tell me what you want." My gaze never drops while I wait for her answer. Lisa squirms uncomfortably but keeps eye contact. She is nervous now that I am not touching her hand. Outward signs of fear are beginning to show. I gently take her hand and remind her, "Today is just for talking, Lisa. There will be no play today. Even if play is what you need." My touch and voice have soothed her. Lisa's entire body visibly relaxes.

I lift Lisa's hand to my lips. After kissing each of her fingers, I say, "I am here to show you what you want. It is time for you to touch that space inside you that craves ownership. There is something inside you that drives you to surrender all control. It is the part of you that is slave. She focuses on every word as I continue. "It would not be honorable of me to allow you to react blindly. First, you must be ready to accept who you are." My lips trace down a finger and to the palm of her hand kissing her, tasting her. "Relax, Lisa. Tell me what you are feeling?" I ask.

Lisa begins to speak but she stutters and stammers seeking words to explain her thoughts. I keep my eyes locked on hers. Gently, I bite the palm of her hand. She gasps, distracted now and unable to answer. My playful bites consume her thoughts. "It may be best, if I release your hand so you may speak intelligently." I tease. Lisa's composure dissolves. The color in her cheeks is dramatic, striking! She radiates heat. I can smell her arousal from across the table. Quietly I ask, "Tell me, Lisa, what is happening to you now, physically? What affect is this discussion having on you?"

I sit back listening as Lisa explains, "I am embarrassed at being so overcome by your touch. I feel as if my face might catch fire! I am so moved by the feel of your hand on my skin that I am dripping into those lacy panties you had me wear today! I want you to fuck me right now, right here!"

"Lisa, these are exactly the reactions you expected. We discussed having this meeting many times. You were afraid you might be so 'turned-on' that you would soak your panties." I remind her.

Rising from my seat I say, "You cannot hide your embarrassment from me. I can easily read it in your face, little one." Lisa's eyes grow wider, not knowing what to expect. I walk toward her until I am standing so close I can hear her rapid breathing. My hand reaches out and strokes her long, silky hair. My lips gently kiss the top of her head. My fingers entwine in the ends of her hair and I pull her head back. With her head tilted back, Lisa's eyes lock on to mine. My grip tightens in her hair, pulling her head back even further. My lips move close to her ear and I whisper, "Would you like another mocha, Pet?"

"Pet?" Lisa says questioningly. She is trembling with need. I remember how she loves having her hair pulled! I planned this moment to test her reaction. I am not disappointed. Can the other patrons feel the heat radiating from this gorgeous creature?

"Yes I called you, Pet." I confirm. I brush the hair away from her neck. Lisa's body tenses as I lightly kiss her throat. Her trembling intensifies as I quickly bite her neck. I don't bite hard but merely rake my teeth along her neck. The sensations are something she cannot ignore. Entwining my fingers more roughly in her hair, I whisper, "Soon Pet, you will be mine. I will own your body, mind and soul. I will call you Pet and command you in any way I wish. You will serve me well."

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