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An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication

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Submission Revealed

ISBN 9781419911194

Edited by Pamela Campbell.

Cover art by Syneca.

Electronic book Publication May 2007

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This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales

is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the authors’ imagination and used fictitiously.

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The following material contains graphic sexual content meant for mature readers. This story has been

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Diana Hunter

Trademarks Acknowledgement

The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the

following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

Corvette: General Motors Corporation

Hickey–Freeman: Hickey–Freeman Co., Inc.

Saturn: Saturn Corporation

Submission Revealed

Prologue

Sarah always thought of this room as Phillip’s dungeon, even though the

surrounding cream-colored walls reflected the morning sunlight when it poured in

through the room’s only window. Every once in a while the sun’s rays would fall just

right and glint off the bars of an uncovered cage, making her squint against the glare.

When the room was filled with light, only the furnishings gave away the more sinister

aspects of the refurbished cottage bedroom.

No sunlight blinded her now, though. This Friday night, soft candlelight glimmered

off the rich wood of the new contraption before her. Sarah shivered, goose bumps rising

on her naked skin as she contemplated the black leather straps and padded surfaces

that attached to the wood with solid metal brads. This was a piece of furniture designed

to immobilize the unfortunate soul strapped onto it.

She smiled. Or the fortunate one. Her heart beat harder as the love of her life

stepped behind her and slid his arms around her waist. Knowing enough to keep her

arms at her sides, Sarah couldn’t resist leaning back into the wonderful strength of

Phillip Townsend.

“Cold? Or excited?”

His rich voice, soft and sexy, murmured in her ear. Sarah turned her head so she

could look up into his wonderful brown eyes. “Both,” she replied, gasping a bit when

his warm hand slid along the valley where her belly met her thigh. With arrow-

sureness, his finger dipped between her parted legs to find the evidence of her arousal.

“I’d say more excited than cold, my dear slave girl.”

Sarah loved it when he called her that. She snuggled her back against him, brushing

the side of her cheek against the soft material of his T-shirt. Although she wore nothing

except leather cuffs around each wrist and ankle, Phillip remained fully clothed. The

subtle statement of power was not lost on her. Especially not when he dragged his wet

finger up along her belly, tracing her white cream in a line from her shaven mound all

the way to her belly button.

“So have you figured out what it is?” Phillip’s voice murmured in her ear, the

caress of his breath weakening her knees. Trying to focus on the new piece of furniture,

Sarah blinked hard and stared at the oddly placed pieces of wood and leather. The

narrow top couldn’t be more than six inches wide, she decided—only about two feet

long and covered with black leather that gleamed in the candlelight.

Four legs supported the well-padded top, each leg splayed out for stability. Smaller

pieces of wood, also padded in black leather, were bolted to each support. Black straps

hung from several places on the contraption.

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