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Kay Jaybee Releases Knowing Her Place

Knowing Her Place

The Perfect Submissive Trilogy (Book 3)

Kay Jaybee

Miss Jess Sanders has come a long way since she first took the role of admin clerk and book keeper at The Fables Hotel in Oxford.

Her elevation to a position within Mrs Peters adult exclusive adult entertainment team on the fifth floor of the hotel took everyone by surprise- especially Jess herself.

Now, an experienced submissive, Jess has some decisions to make about her future- but first she needs to get home…

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Kay Jaybee was awarded an Honouree Mention at the 2015 National Leather Association Awards (in the Pauline Reage Novel Category) for “Knowing Her Place”

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Knowing Her Place Blurb:

Full of unanswered questions after her erotic fairytale experience at The Retreat in Scotland, Jess Sanders is desperate to return to her submissive position at the exclusive Fables Hotel in Oxfordshire.

Having been thwarted in his plans to keep Jess, The Retreat’s owner, David Proctor, isn’t willing to let her go without sending the so-called ‘perfect’ submissive on one final mission. Only if Jess succeeds in the task he sets her, will Proctor remove the collar of servitude he has locked around her neck.

With a list of five unfamiliar addresses to hand, Jess is placed in a car and driven away from The Retreat towards England. With no idea of what, or who, awaits her at the each location, all Jess can hope for is that the journey will eventually take her back to where she belongs.

To the fifth floor of the Fables Hotel, where Miss Jess Sanders truly knows her place.

 

Knowing Her Place Extract:

…Running her little finger along the outer edge of the collar for a second time, Jess fought back the constant reflex to choke. It was so tight. There was no way it could be cut free without damaging her skin.

David Proctor had forced Jess into his collar, declaring her his property unless she proved herself worthy of release. He was the only one with a key to the little silver padlock that held the tight band together at the front of her neck. Even if she did manage to prise the leather free somehow, as the car left the never-ending A9 that tracks the east side of Scotland and joined the motorway, Jess could hear Proctor’s warning words echo in her ears when she’d threatened to call Mrs Peters …

“If you call her, that collar is never coming off. There is only one key and I have it. And before you think it can be cut off, it can’t be done. Not without hurting you. Anyway, if you did get it cut off, you’d have failed, and part of you would always remain mine. I can’t see Mrs Peters liking that very much; can you?”

Jess hated that he was right. Her boss wouldn’t have liked it all. She tried to tell herself that Mrs Peters would come to her rescue – but she physically and mentally shrank back from wondering what the cost of making such a request of the Fables’ mistress would be.

Unbidden, her mind slipped from thoughts of her boss to Miss Sarah. She tried to ignore the increase in her pulse rate, and the automatic swell of her breasts that the image of the tall, slim, demanding dominatrix always caused. For a split second, while they’d been together at The Retreat, Jess had begun to hope Miss Sarah cared for her beyond the requirements of work.

Jess knew, although she would never have been foolish enough to say so out loud, that she had formed a strong emotional attachment to the woman who dominated her body day after day in the pursuit of other people’s pleasure. Sometimes she trusted that her personal feelings towards her mistress were genuine but, on other occasions, logical thought took over. Jess told herself, for the umpteenth time, as she looked out in the night, that she’d probably adopted some sort of warped Stockholm Syndrome feeling to Miss Sarah; like a victim falling for her kidnapper….

It had been Miss Sarah who Mrs Peters had ordered to train Jess when she’d first joined the team at Fables. A training which had included a vigorously kinky, and highly effective, exercise routine that gave Jess immense stamina; teaching her how to remain motionless for prolonged periods of time, and how to delay an orgasm for as long as humanly possible.

At first, Jess had been terrified of Miss Sarah. She’d suspected the dominatrix resented her arrival, especially when Mrs Peters began to refer to Jess as her “perfect submissive.” This was a title Jess now understood had been designed precisely to provoke her, and force her to work even harder for fear of not living up to her requirements. It had nothing to do with Mrs Peters thinking Jess was good at her job –although Jess hoped she did.

But she sent you away … Jess shook her head sharply. Mrs Peters couldn’t have known Proctor had planned to keep her. She couldn’t possibly have been in on this from the start. Her boss hadbeen conned by Proctor. They’d all been conned.

Trying to force away the paranoia that threatened to take hold as she sat, a prisoner in the back of an ostentatiously posh car, Jess attempted to reassure herself by recalling how many times Mrs Peters had stressed prior to their departure from Fables that she and Miss Sarah would be returning.

Only moments before they’d been taken away to Scotland, Jess had taken part in a mock-up of a most unusual version of Pin the Tail on the Donkey. It had been a rehearsal for a very adult birthday party that was to take place in just over a week’s time. The mere memory of what she’d gone through during the rehearsal made Jess’s pussy clench with desire. She longed to get back to Fables in time for the clients’ party – as Mrs Peters had promised she would.

Staring through the car window now, Jess searched her memories of her days at The Retreat for further reassurance that Mrs Peters had not betrayed her. On two separate occasions while they’d been in their bedroom in the castle, Miss Sarah had warned Jess to believe nothingProctor said. She’d told Jess that he would probably tell her Mrs Peters no longer wanted her at Fables; and that he would be lying.

That was exactly what had happened. But was it a lie? Jess couldn’t help letting doubt creep in as the night sky began to give way to the first glimmer of dawn. Why had Miss Sarah been allowed to go home and not her? Proctor had a submissive of his own. A girl called Alisha, who was more than willing to fulfil his every whim. He didn’t need Jess at all. This was pure spite.

Available from:

 

You can find all the buy links for The Fifth Floor (Book 1) and The Retreat (Book 2) here:

The Fifth Floorhttps://wp.me/P75ZDl-u9

The Retreathttps://wp.me/P75ZDl-10E

 

About Kay:

 

 

Kay Jaybee was named Best Erotica Writer of 2015 by the ETO

Kay received an honouree mention at the NLA Awards 2015 for excellence in BDSM
writing.

Kay Jaybee has over 180 erotica publications including, The Retreat- Book2: The Perfect Submissive Trilogy(KJBooks, 2018), Making Him Wait (Sinful Press, 2018), The Fifth Floor- Book1;The Perfect Submissive Trilogy(KJBooks, 2017), Wednesday on Thursday, (KDP, 2017), The Collector(KDP, 2016), A Sticky Situation(Xcite, 2013), Digging Deep, (Xcite 2013), Take Control, (1001 NightsPress, 2014), and Not Her Type(1001 NightsPress), 2013.

Details of all her short stories and other publications can be found at www.kayjaybee.me.uk

You can follow Kay on –

Twitter- https://twitter.com/kay_jaybee

Facebook -http://www.facebook.com/KayJaybeeAuthor

Goodreads- http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/3541958-kay-jaybee

Brit Babes Site- http://thebritbabes.blogspot.co.uk/p/kay-jaybee.html

Kay also writes contemporary romance and children’s picture books as Jenny Kane www.jennykane.co.uk  and historical fiction as Jennifer Ash www.jenniferash.co.uk

 

Author, Victoria Behn Talks About D L King’s New Slave Girls Anthology

Giving in to Get Away

Victoria Behn

Victoria Behn Slave Girl tour 8 JuneThere are a lot of inspiring facets to D L King’s Slave Girls anthology. I could go all fan girl about the stories that turned me on so much that I became both the docile kitten and the famished tigress for my partner the day after receiving my contributor copy (we’re going to take our time working through some of the new ideas in there – erotica anthologies are a little like D&D source books, don’t you find?). Then there’s the clever arrangement of scenarios which cover a wide variety of submissive possibilities, meaning that (like the best box of chocolates) you’re never bored or dissatisfied. But the key aspect to this collection for me is the keen insight of its authors into what really drives us to explore our submissive nature.

These writers understand that the urge to obey, to be trussed up, to feel the unyielding sting of a quick cane across the backside, is as much about being in control as it is giving control to another. It’s that sacrifice of freedom in order to gain access to another world, one in which all the decisions are made for us and the endorphins flow like milk and honey. The addictive intoxication that comes from submission is summed up in the first piece in the book, Evan Mora’s Noise:

At times you can be unpredictable, preferring to keep me on edge and guessing. But this rhythm, hard and unyielding though it is, calms me in some indefinable way. The world and all its noise fall away and my focus turns inward. Feeling. Sensation. This is all there is.

And what can be more freeing than that complete trust in another person that means you allow them to control your movement, your comfort, your breath? It’s almost spiritual and there’s certainly a link in my mind between the real high that comes with a serious submissive session and the religious euphoria experienced by monks after flagellation.

Slave Girls: Erotic Stories of Submission explores the inner monologues that precede the moments before, during and after submission so there is a real sense of being there. The scenarios are both commonplace and fantastical, with liaisons which start anywhere from a supermarket to a bar, through to an intricate play cage housed in an impressive New York penthouse. The dominants are thoughtful, careful and absolutely sure that their slaves will behave – one way or another.

There are too many demands on all of us, every minute of every day. We’re expected to take charge at work, take responsibility at home, take care of the details – wherever we are. But what if, for just a little while, you were unable to make any decision at all? What if the only thought running through your mind was the instinctive, animal reaction to a hand, rushing through the air to meet your flesh? That is what Slave Girls gives you. It’s a book filled with moments of freedom. Give yourself to the authors. Let us take you to that moment. Then let your mind wander off into its own scenarios but remember…don’t misbehave. There will be repercussions.

Follow the Slave Girls Anthology Tour on these Blogs:

June 1  D. L. King  http://dlkingerotica.blogspot.com

June 2  Rachel Kramer Bussel  http://lustylady.blogspot.com

June 3  Alison Tyler  http://alisontyler.blogspot.com

June 4  Valerie Alexander  http://www.valeriealexander.org

June 5  Nina Fairweather  http://ninafairweather.com

June 6  Sommer Marsden  http://sommermarsden.blogspot.com

June 7  Evan Mora  http://dlkingerotica.blogspot.com

June 8  Victoria Behn  https://kdgrace.co.uk

June 9  Donna George Storey  http://sexfoodandwriting.donnageorgestorey.com

June 10  Teresa Noelle Roberts  http://www.teresanoelleroberts.com

June 11  Erzabet Bishop  http://erzabetsenchantments.blogspot.com

June 12  Lisette Ashton  http://ashleylisterauthor.blogspot.co.uk

June 15  Giselle Renarde  http://donutsdesires.blogspot.com

June 16  Lisabet Sarai  http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com

June 17  Graydancer  http://www.graydancer.com

June 18  Deborah Castellano  http://deborahcastellano.tumblr.com

June 19  Nym Nix  http://nymnix.wordpress.com

June 21  Lydia Hill  http://lisehorton.blogspot.com

Purchase the Slave Girls Anthology at these online stores:

Cleis Press

Barnes and Noble

Amazon US eBook

Amazon US print

Amazon UK eBook

Amazon UK print

Powell’s

 

 

Kay Jaybee Takes Control

A big thank you once again to my dear friend Kd Grace, for letting me come and play at her place today!

Over the past few years I’ve moved a fair way away from my writing roots as a complier of short sexy stories, concentrating instead on novella and novel writing. I love writing these longer erotic adventures, but every now and then I like to go back to where it all began, and blast out a burst or two of instant kink.

When my career in smuttage first started, I was lucky enough to work for the much missed Oysters and Chocolate erotica web site. During my time with them I penned dozens of stories, four of which appear in my newest anthology.

Published by 1001 NightsPress (the home of my incredibly kinky courier novella, Not Her Type), this fresh fantasy collection is called Take Control: Stories of Male Domination/Female Submission

Kay Jaybee take controlBlurb
Take Control: Stories of Male Domination/Female Submission is a collection of toe curlingly sexy tales of bondage and female submission from the pen of best selling writer Kay Jaybee. From a spankingly delicious Dinner With Tess, to a Staged public sex fantasy, an unforgettable alfresco hosing in Deluged, a kinky scientific Experiment, and the realisation of a long held threesome fantasy in The Necklace, Take Control offers five bite sized stories that will satisfy any lover quality erotica.

Here’s an extract from Dinner With Tess

Tess was aware she was being watched. As she danced, she became increasingly self-conscious under the scrutiny of the unknown man’s piercingly clear blue eyes. Signalling through the deafening noise of the club’s heaving dance floor, Tess managed to communicate to her friend Claire that she
wanted to sit down. Tess was sure that if she stopped dancing, the man would find someone else on whom to focus his unnerving attention.

She was wrong. He continued to observe her, unblinking, as having purchased some much-needed refreshment, Tess and Claire leant against the stainless steel rail that surrounded the club and
surveyed the throng cavorting before them.

‘Do you see that guy over there?’ Tess asked Claire as discreetly as the musical din would allow. ‘No, don’t let him see you look! He’s been watching me for ages.’

‘Lucky you!’ Claire ignored the worried edge to her friend’s voice and grinned approvingly towards the tall, thick set, casually handsome man, with penetrating blue eyes. ‘He’s gorgeous.’

‘A bit daunting, though, don’t you think?’

‘Daunting? Oh, Tess, honestly, live a little.’ Claire, who hadn’t a cautious bone in her body, stared directly at the stranger. ‘If he’s interested in you, go for it, have a fling. It looks as if he’d give you a
good time.’

‘Claire! Really! He’s way out of my league.’

‘Don’t be such a mouse! You’re a good-looking lass, smashing red hair, cute little body. Relax a bit, will you?’

Tess risked a glance in the stranger’s direction. She felt her pulse quicken anxiously as he noticed her furtive look, and with slow purposeful movements, approached. When he told her his name was
Jon, and that he was going to buy her a drink, Tess’s mouth hadn’t been able to find the words to say anything, so he’d simply gone and fetched one anyway.

From that moment, she had been ensnared, hypnotised by Jon’s strength, his quiet authority, and the promise of an undiscovered lust, which seemed to reflect back at her from his deep shining eyes.
Tess had spent the early part of the morning in the kitchen. This was to be the first time Jon introduced her to his friends, and Tess had suggested she cook for them. A roast chicken perhaps? Something warm and welcoming to greet them on their return from the photography club meeting they were attending.

Jon had smiled his sexy smile and agreed that a trussed-up bird sounded exactly like something they’d all appreciate. Tess had been thrilled when he congratulated her idea by fucking her unceremoniously against the kitchen door.

She’d never met anyone like him before. Jon seemed consumed by lust, and, even though it had been almost a month since they’d met, Tess still found it hard to believe she was the centre of his attention.
As he was obviously a dominant man, she had been quickly awarded the role of submissive; and to her surprise, and perhaps aided by her natural reticence, had discovered that she rather liked being told how to behave, what to wear, and what to say.

Jon’s laughing voice echoed through the hallway and into the kitchen as Tess went to greet his friends.

‘Here she is!’ Jon’s arm swept around his girlfriend. ‘Tess, meet Jack and Ed, my friends from the club.’

‘Hello.’ She spoke clearly, trying to cover her shyness. As she shook their hands, Tess couldn’t help feeling uncomfortable by the way they looked at her. It was as if they were assessing her in some way, and she suddenly felt very aware of the shortness of her denim skirt and the thinness of her white cotton blouse.

‘Most lovely.’ Jack nodded approvingly at Jon.

‘She’ll do well.’ Ed’s eyes x-rayed Tess as he spoke.

A private shiver shot up Tess’s spine. Do well for what?…

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If you’d like to find out what happens to Tess, you can buy Take Control from-
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00HYI8BHA

http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00HYI8BHA

Thanks again KD!!

Happy reading everyone,

Kay xxx
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Details of Kay’s work, past, present and future can be found at www.kayjaybee.me.ukKay Jaybee Taking Controlnnamed

You can follow Kay on Twitter- kay_jaybee,

Facebook http://www.facebook.com/KayJaybeeAuthor

Goodreads- http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/3541958-kay-jaybee

Brit Babes Site- http://thebritbabes.blogspot.co.uk/p/kay-jaybee.html

Kay also writes contemporary romance as Jenny Kane – www.jennykane.co.uk

 

 
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