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TRAINING LIBBY (drkfetyshnyghts)


TRAINING LIBBY by drkfetyshnyghts

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A complete 67,000 word arousal kink fest in one hit.

Libby was a shining star. A bright young intelligent lawyer destined for greatness and invited into a partnership in one of the biggest law firms in the world. And then she met Sid. Sid led a double life - a happy homely man with breathtakingly pretty twin girls and a stunning wife. That was the normal Sid. Then there was the dark Sid. The one that like to slope off and ‘train’ certain females of the species. Train them in ways that didn’t simply blow their minds but tore there worlds apart. Sid and Libby were on a collision course and the result of that collision could not be imagined, not by anyone with a normal mind. Not by anyone in the normal world. And just who is the mysterious woman on the fringes of this story? All will be revealed in this complete story.

Product type: EBook    Published by: Fiction4All    Published: 6 / 2017

No. words: 67220

Style: Male Dom - M/F, Fem Dom - F/F

Available Formats: MobiPocket (MOBI)  EPUB  PDF  MS Reader  This book has a format which can be downloaded to Kindle


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TRAINING LIBBY – Extract

Libby swallowed a bit dryly. “Pleased to meet you Sid, I’m Libby.” In the first instance she hadn’t believed what had come out of her own mouth. But those words had poured out easily and then it had hit her. Not as much as Sid’s words had hit her though. He had intimated that he specialised in itches that couldn’t be scratched. That was direct. Her words had been direct and now his words were doubly so. Now there was no doubt that there would be a sexual coming together of the two. No doubt that the two of them had set out their stalls and that there would be a happening. But what the hell, she was a consenting adult, and so was he. They were a big boy and a big girl and this was what it was.
“It’s not easy to scratch my itches, that’s all I’m saying.” Libby had got over her little moment of not believing herself and she was saying it as it was. She wouldn’t have wanted to go into all the detail about how she got sometimes. About how the sexual desire became more important than anything else in her world. She could have told Sid all about it. About how it all became too much for her. About how sometimes, occasionally it all just consumed her. But she didn’t. He didn’t need to know all that. He didn’t need to know jack shit about her. They would have this ‘thing’ tonight and they would part maybe in the morning and they would never see each other again so she didn’t need to give Sid her life story. In fact she concluded in her own mind that the less she said about it the better. “Well, you know there’s more than one way to scratch an itch, and I have a few tricks up my sleeve.” And Sid was smiling. He did a lot of that. The normal Sid smiled as well but it was a different kind of smile. A different intensity to the smile. The dark Sid was intense. Sexually intense. And in fairness, Libby wasn’t giving this man credit for possibly being able to work things out for himself. She most definitely was not giving him credit for knowing a lot more than she was willing to give. Sid was a man who had seen all sides of women, all sides of femininity. He had seen all states of the physical but more than that he had seen all states of the psychological. She wouldn’t have thought for a single second that this man could have known what was going on in her mind or with her body. And he didn’t let on that he knew more. That at this precise time he was working Libby out on a minute basis.
Sid moved his chair closer to Libby’s and she felt a tingle down her spine. She had never felt that before. And the thing was that it was a tingle that fed directly into her sexuality. She could already feel her breath quickening. “I tell you what Libby, let’s play a game. A game where you do nothing except what I tell you. How does that sound?” Sid was introducing games straight away. That was ok - a little bit of dominant and submissive. She could live with that, it was exciting. She’d read about that stuff and she got it. She had had such a day that if she was being honest with herself she would have played any game this man wanted to play. She chewed a little on her bottom lip but at the same time she nodded. And as she nodded she felt his hand sliding up her skirt. “Open your legs Libby, as wide as they will go against that skirt. And keep them just like that.”
Libby swallowed again and she pressed her full lips together and rolled them in. Sid slipped his hand round to the inside of her thighs and he was using the pads of his fingers against the sheerness of the denier nylon. Sid would have seen the flare of her nostrils and he would have sensed the quickening of her breath. He may have even been so close that he could feel her breaths as they came fast and sharp. Her breath washing over him. What would the big boss say now? Not even an hour ago Libby was the bell of the ball. She was the star being invited in to a lucrative law firm partnership. But she was being taken as far from that now as she could possibly be. But this was her private life. This was what she had to deal with. Her work wasn't even in her mind now. In fact that was the furthest thing from her mind. It was the weekend and she was escaping. Just for this night she was escaping like she had never escaped before.
Sid found the broad elasticated top of one stocking and he just held his fingers there. Just held them there as though he was threatening to spill those fingers over the edge of that elastic and to the soft pale flesh of the very upper thigh. “You know Libby, if you do what I say, I can scratch that itch for you. I can scratch it, or I can make the itch more. Your choice. What do you want?” And he slipped his fingers over to her naked flesh above stocking top. And then he was moving his fingers round in circles. Little circles. Very light circles. And he was moving those fingers towards her crotch. All the time getting closer and with each circle he was getting closer. All the way up until he was almost touching the crease where the thigh moved into the role of her sexuality. But not touching. Not giving her the benefit of having her most delicate flesh touched not even through the thinness and through the micro silk of the panties that she was wearing. She leaned forward keeping her ass firmly planted in the seat, keeping her feet and knees as wide as she could and she pressed her lips together again. This time she was looking right into Sid’s eyes. The trouble was it was the dark Sid in there. The further trouble was that she didn’t know anything about dark Sid, not just yet. “Scratch it for me.”
Libby’s breathing was more laboured, more intense than ever as she got those words out. And Sid trailed a nail of his index finger up the centre of the crotch of Libby’s panties and she sucked in a deep breath straight away. That one stroke of the nail made her realise how wet and slippery she was down there. For some reason there was an intense, a very intense burst of pleasure that had accompanied that stroke of the nail. And Sid held the nail there. Just pressed into the silk of the panties and into the bundle of nerve endings that made up her clitoris. The thing was that he didn’t move that nail from there. He just pressed it, not hard, not roughly. He just used a little bit of pressure there and held it there so that Libby sucked in breath, let it out and repeated time after time. “See Libby, I know things about girls like you. I know things. That’s why I can scratch the itch. That’s why I can scratch the itch for you today and at the same time I will know that you will want me to do it again and again and again.”
Sid was using his knowledge of women to get under Libby’s skin. And there was no doubt that he knew women. He knew them physically and he knew them emotionally. This was a man who knew women on several levels - actually on all levels. He moved his finger, just a little bit to alter the exact point of pressure on the clitoral nerves and Libby whimpered. And it was as though she realised that she had whimpered wetly from between her lips because her hand shot across her mouth as though she were preventing any more of those whimpers from escaping. Sid moved his finger again and Libby’s eyes bulged. Then there was another movement. One swift movement of his hand. The removal of the clitoral pressure first of all, and then a twisting of the fingers into the crotch of the panties and then a sharp pull so that in that one movement they were ripped from Libby. She let out a little squeal. It was a squeal of shock that one second her panties were there, covering her modesty and the next they were gone.


Reviews

The author is back to her more earlier style and it works very well. The plot is simple but the fate of Libby is well described and edgy. The superfluous long flashbacks are absent and as a result it is easier for the reader to be taken into the plot and carried along. Nice twist at the end 5 out of 5 (Dressage10)

  Author reply: Many thanks for your kind words. I have tried to re-capture the older formula and am continuing to write stories in one part, rather than two. Please do keep reading my work!

the story is too long and dull. 3 out of 5 (ss)

  Author reply: Many thanks for taking time out to give some feedback. I suspect there were more than a few critics who said that War & Peace was too long and dull as well! And Lord Of The Rings! But seriously, if you want shorter harder hitting stories try my two parters and some short one off ones that will surely hit the mark.

This book could have been better if written to the end by Libby 5 out of 5 (Chicago)

  Author reply: Hmmmmm - good point and one to bare for future titles. Thank you for your feedback.

I have read several book by this author and they were good but somewhat typical of this genre...it seems to me that he has departed from his previous BDSM trope and produced an interesting and significantly different erotic story..his use of time lines to contrast changes in Libby's mental state is well done and very compelling...and the ending is a great surprise...well worth the read 5 out of 5 (Elliot)

  Author reply: Hi there and as per email, many thanks for your feedback. Also thank you for the nod to my apparent sex-change as in 'he' as opposed to 'she'. Don't worry I have been called worse than 'he' in my time!

Author Information

\\\"DrkFetyshNyghts writes her hard hitting stories almost as crime novels. The BDSM, the Fetish and the Bondage being the crimes along with the impunity with which the perpetrators operate. This, together with an autobiographical feel and forensic attention to detail, adds a distinctly jagged and disturbing edge to the narrative.\\\"

Hello there, as above, I am a 39 year old Lady writer and I have a \\\'thing\\\' for latex, nylons and heels... all wrapped up in dark brooding bdsm and extreme control (mostly lesbian though not exclusively so). Forced orgasms. Orgasm denial.. and debilitating mental cruelty. I enjoy exploring the dark side and within stories can revel in the no safe words morality. Please visit me at www.drky.co.uk

 

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