Lady Training[Various Tags]

Forewards: Thank you, very much, for reading, or at least clicking the topic in interest. Allow me to first say, this is my first writing for the palace, and I hope everyone enjoys. I will be including 'Quick-skip' tags, just in case my reader is more interested in the juicy sex scenes than the story, which is perfectly fine. In order to utilize these, hold control and press 'F', then key in the code at the beginning of each chapter. This will get to the beginning of the sex. The end of the sex scene will be shown by a divider. Each chapter will have tags before them. I enjoy all forms of criticism, though I ask that if they are negative, please direct them to my private message box instead. I will gladly reply back and address any and all issues, but I would prefer not to upset any reader's opinions that enjoyed the writing. Once again, thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1: The Mess

All she could do? Was to simply rollover. Not much could beat the fantastic warmth of the sheets caressing her feminine frame, or the cozy glow of a night's rest well spent. The way she could soothe her scholarly touch between layers and touch the fine silk closer to her calves, up her lengthy thighs, and to the bell curve of her feminine hips, as mother-inducing as her grandparents desired. After all, what elder didn't want to become great-grandparents one day? And while she spent her fleeting moments in sensory heaven, her tickling touch trekked gently in front of her to the thick, broad form of the male before her. His massive arm, rippling with unadulterated masculinity and pure hard-work ethics...the perfect spot to cradle both woman and child. Over his impressive shoulders, only to halt.

He was turning, or more specifically...awakening.

The great beast shifting to and fro in a fit of barbaric grunts, until finally he would face the woman, only to mirror her gentle smile. For but a moment, they shared the exquisite scent of one another...filling each others nostrils with the smell of human skin. Then, he spoke,

"Hey baby. Are you ready for yourtraining...?”

The question brought a look of misunderstanding...a slightly lofted brow and a tilt of her head. Perhaps she heard him wrong. Perhaps her morning grogginess set something else off. In reply, with but a coy grin, should he be playing a deviant game, or some sort of word play, she questioned,

“Training...?”

And then things shifted.

By things, it was more then just the moment...it was the bedsheets behind her. Another, large, imposing figure would arise, as impressive as the bastion of girly fantasies in front of her disheveled bed sheets, though he wasn't a gentle giant. No, indeed, as a contrast to his slow rise, his quick, broadarm made up for it by coiling about her slender throat and tugging her free from her bedsheets. At least until the layers would rollaway, and the t