Testing Tom

Genre

M/F BDSM Erotic Romance

Blurb

When Katrina’s ex, Tom, turns up on her doorstep, he’s literally the last person she was expecting to see. After dumping her and running off with a vanilla chick, Tom broke the Domme’s heart and left her seriously hurting. So when he returns, begging for another chance, Katrina is understandably very confused and protective of her bruised feelings. She finds it difficult to believe he’s turned his back on a vanilla lifestyle for good and wants to be with her, a professional dominatrix. Rather than letting her head or her heart figure out what to do, whether to forgive him, she decides to put Tom through a series of challenges that will prove his devotion to her—or not. Testing Tom is not something she’d ever expected she’d have to do, but to her, it’s the only way she can be sure whether he’s back for good.

Please note: This book has been previously published and has been re-edited.

Word count: 15,197

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Excerpt

Katrina was halfway through an episode of her favourite drama series when her doorbell rang. She jumped, gasping as her heart lurched painfully, then pressed ‘pause’ on the remote control. Wincing slightly as she unfolded her legs from beneath her bottom—she’d been watching the programme back-to-back for a couple of hours and was stiff—she moved to the window and peered through a gap in the curtains, careful not to let the mystery visitor see her, should she need to ignore them. Cold callers were common in her area, and drove her crazy. If she wanted to buy something, she’d contact them, not the other way around.

As it happened, it wasn’t a salesperson. She ducked back from the window, clenching her hands into fists. “What the fuck is he doing here?”

He was literally the last person she’d expected to see standing outside her door. Prince William or George Clooney would have been less of a shock.

For there, outside her house, stood the man who had broken her heart several months ago. Thomas Black. She hadn’t seen hide nor hair of him since, and now, totally out of the blue, he’d turned up.

Katrina contemplated ignoring him, going back to her show and pretending she wasn’t in. But apparently that wasn’t an option.

“I know you’re there, Katrina,” he yelled through the letterbox, “your car is on the drive, and I can see the glow of the telly through the curtains.”

Katrina decided it was time to get thicker curtains. Not wanting to cause a scene, which her nosey neighbours would no doubt adore, she moved to the front door, unlocked it and flung it open.

“Get in,” she said, then quickly closed the door behind him and turned to face her unwanted visitor. “What the hell do you want?”

He held his hands up in supplication, then spoke. “Look, I know I’m probably the last person you expected to see—wanted to see—but I have to talk to you. Please?”

He adopted the puppy-dog look he’d long-since perfected.

Katrina sighed. “You’ve got five minutes. Sit down.”

They moved over to the sitting area, and Katrina deliberately sat in the chair so Tom couldn’t sit next to her. Settling onto the end of the sofa nearest to her, he clasped his hands together, presumably to summon his courage, and began. “Kat, I’m here to say I’m sorry, all right? I was wrong, so wrong, to finish with you the way I did and go off with Alicia.”

“She’s dumped you, has she?” Katrina clenched her teeth, felt the rage beginning to build inside her. If Tom thought he could come running back to her because his bimbo had ditched him, then he had another think coming.

“No,” he said firmly and, she suspected, honestly. “I finished with her, actually. When I realised I wasn’t happy with her. She never made me feel the way you do, Kat. Not once. And I know, I know it’s my fault. I wanted something… different from what we had, or at least I thought I did. I couldn’t help thinking at the time that what we did was wrong, was weird. Abnormal, even. So when Alicia started flirting with me at work, I started thinking perhaps I should try for something normal. Like everybody else out there.”

He fixed her with his soulful gaze, and continued. “But I couldn’t have been more wrong. Yes, Alicia offered me normality, a vanilla relationship, but I soon discovered it couldn’t satisfy me. Sure, she could make me come in all the usual ways—”

“Ugh, I don’t want to hear this, Tom. I don’t want to hear about your sex life with someone else.”

“Sorry, Kat. Please, just let me finish?”

When she gave a curt nod, he carried on speaking. “Alicia could make me come in all the usual ways—I am just a man, after all—but it wasn’t the same. Wasn’t as good. It wasn’t long before I started to miss you, miss what we had together, both in and out of the bedroom. I ignored it for as long as I could, forced myself to make the effort with Alicia, but it got to the stage where I couldn’t do it anymore. Couldn’t ignore what I was, what I enjoyed, what I needed. And that’s you, Kat. I need you, and everything that goes with you.”

As a Domme, Katrina had become an expert in hiding her feelings, whether she was aroused, angry, happy, sad… it was all stuffed behind a stern facial expression. Now, though, she almost faltered. When Tom had left her, she’d remained cool and silent until the door had slammed. Then she’d broken down. She’d been deeply in love with him, and his decision had left her devastated. Months down the line, her love for him hadn’t faded, not one bit, and the fact he was here, right now, apparently trying to get her back, was something she’d never expected. She didn’t know whether to laugh, cry, or throw something at him.

She didn’t do any of those things. She kept her face straight, her thoughts whizzing through her head at a hundred miles per hour. Eventually, after letting him squirm in his seat for a minute or so, she replied, “So what exactly are you saying, Tom? What do you want?” She knew the answer, but she wanted to make him suffer, the way he had done to her after ditching her for something, someone, that could never satisfy him.

Reviews

“I enjoyed this sweet novella felt the angst and love the heroine was going through. There was plenty of Dom/sub play, if you are a hardcore BDSM reader; then this book is not for you. Testing Tom showed readers a world where love in a relationship can be reborn.” 4 out of 5, Romantic Fanatic Book Blog

“This is the second book that I’ve read by Lucy Felthouse and she is a talented author – and she sure knows how to write BDSM scenes that are hotter than hell! The chemistry between Katrina and Tom is sizzling, they were so hot together. This is a fun, sexy short story that receives four out of five stars.” 4 out of 5, JJ’s Kinky Books

“Ms. Felthouse’s writing voice is smooth and infused with well placed humour. This short story is recommended to kinky romance readers looking for a good femdom piece.” 4 out of 5, La Crimson Femme

“Only the most jaded and hardcore BDSM junkie would be disappointed by the pleasure-pain and humiliation scenes that grace the latter pages of Testing Tom. I have no compunction recommending Testing Tom to any fan of femdom, or to any reader who wants to sample the genre.” Blogcritics.org

“I really enjoyed this story, it’s realistic and I could follow the thought processes of both characters with ease. It had the potential to be a bit nasty, but it isn’t; its sexy and sensitive, a good look into the lifestyle and a wander into the heads of the two main characters. Ms Felthouse certainly cranks up the sexy in this book, she also manages a good sprinkle of romance and love, not easy with the themes she’s dealing with.” 4 out of 5, Long and Short Reviews

“I really liked the dynamic between Katrina and Tom, yes she was hurt, yes she was angry, but Katrina never stopped being a Domme who understood the needs of her submissive. What a submissive wants is not always what they need. If your a fan of a FemDom and enjoy a good spicy read this is right up your alley.” Erzabet’s Enchantments