FREE- Part 1 of The Perfect Submissive Trilogy- HIDDEN AGENDA

September 26  |  Uncategorized  |   Kay Jaybee

I have a treat for you!! For the next 5 days you can get the first part of my Perfect Submissive TrilogyHidden Agenda– free on Amazon!

Why not join Jess Sanders, as she begins her journey into the serect world that exists on the fifth floor of The Fables Hotel? The manageress, Mrs Laura Peters, really does have a hidden agenda…

Part 1 – Hidden Agenda

Hidden behind the Fables Hotel’s respectable facade, five specially adapted rooms wait; ready to cater for the kinky requirements of its guests. When Mrs Peters, the mistress of the hotel’s exclusive entertainment facility, meets the new booking clerk, Jess Sanders, she instantly recognises the young woman’s potential as a deliciously meek addition to her specialist staff. All it will take is a little education. But is Jess willing to learn, and will Mrs Peters remain focused now that hotel guest, Sam Wheeler has caught both her professional and personal eye?

Free on Amazon UK and Amazon.com from 26th- 30th Sept

Huge hugs!!  Kay xx

If you want to see a few fabulous reviews for The Perfect Submissive– just follow this link.

Red Grow the Roses

April 3  |  Uncategorized  |   Kay Jaybee

Today I am pleased to be able to share with you the blurb and a tasty extract from Janine Ashbless’s latest erotic novel, Red Grow the Roses– if you like your erotica supernatural, you must not miss this one!!


“Maybe you’ll be lucky. Maybe he’s not human. He’ll take you in his arms and you’ll feel his strength – a strength that makes it impossible to fight him. But you’ve already lost the will to resist, that moment he looked into your eyes and showed you all his hunger and his promise. You knew then. You knew that this is what you are for – what we are all for – with our warm beating hearts and our aching sexual needs.

We are for them.”

There are six vampires in the city. Ageless, terrifyingly beautiful and always hungry – not just for blood but for the other pleasures the human body offers. Sadistic chanteuse Estelle; feckless Ben; Roisin, the mirror-ghost; Wakefield, haunted by his own damnation; Naylor, the most feral of them all.

And Reynauld is the Good Shepherd, the one who holds them all in check. But his grip on his own humanity is fading, and when Wakefield accidentally kills a woman and Naylor gets the blame, a power-struggle erupts between the city’s immortal undead.

Red Grow the Roses tells of bloodlust and sexual desire; for vampires the two are indistinguishable. These transgressive, startling stories draw the reader down the darkest and most seductive paths of pleasure – to where the monsters are waiting.


 ‘I don’t feed from humans,’ Wakefield hissed, trembling.

            ‘That’s what I heard. I just find it hard to believe.’ Rolling onto her knees, she reached for the discarded rose he’d cut for her. ‘Nasty sharp thorns these things have got,’ she mused, laying the stem across her bare breasts. With a twitch she drew it down, scoring her flesh with half-a-dozen needle-pointed thorns, shuddering as the pain burned through her. Pin-points of blood rose on her pale skin and swelled, a string of rubies decorating the white flesh and the roseate nipples. ‘Ah,’ she groaned.

            Robert Wakefield seemed to grow taller; his hard-on bulged. She could taste the coppery tang of her victory.  

            ‘Tell me; have you ever whipped a girl with your roses, Mr Wakefield?’ Lilla began to crawl backwards from him on hands and knees, arse swaying, breasts wobbling. ‘Maybe one of your servants? The parlour maid perhaps? You ever taken a bunch of roses and whipped their tits?’ She put on a country accent for her next words, her voice suddenly breathlessly innocent but at the same time teasing: ‘Oh Mr Wakefield, you wouldn’t be thinking of doing that to a poor innocent girl? I couldn’t bear that sir – it’ll hurt something cruel. You wouldn’t want to ruin a helpless maid, would you, sir? You wouldn’t want that on your conscience?’

            Inhumanly swift, he lunged and grabbed the front of her bodice and yanked her up to slam her against one of the wrought-iron pillars. Eagerly Lilla extended her hands over her head, thrusting her breasts out so that he might feed. But he didn’t, not right away. He looked down at her with a face hollow with hunger, and then he took hold of her long drawers at the waist and snapped the drawstring with one tug of his wrists. He tore the damp, clinging cotton from her thighs to bare her sex, and then he tied her wrists with the twisted strips and secured her to a ornamental bracket high on the pillar, hauling her up onto her toes. She said nothing, words robbed from her by anticipation, lips parted about her shallow breaths.

            His face mask-like, his eyes burning, he plunged his cold fingers between her thighs and up inside her, breaching the gates of her sex to take the measure of her heat, the slick of juices, the yielding sucking flex of her tight hole. Lilla writhed on his hand, twisting helplessly with each thrust of his wrist, and he watched her breasts jiggle and bounce, their pink points dewed in red. His teeth were so extended now that his upper lip did not hide them.

            ‘Oh please,’ she gasped. ‘Please – bite me!’


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Janine Ashbless - Photo by David Woolfall

Author Bio:

Janine Ashbless is a multi-published author of erotica and erotic romance. Her first collection of erotic fairy, fantasy and paranormal stories, Cruel Enchantment, was published in 2000 by Black Lace. Red Grow the Roses is her sixth novel. Her stories have been published by Spice, Black Lace, Nexus, Xcite, Racy Pages, Cleis, Ellora’s Cave and Samhain, among others. She was Jade Magazine’s Erotic Fiction Writer of the Year 2009. Janine loves goatee beards, ancient ruins, minotaurs, trees, mummies, having her cake and eating it, holidaying in countries with really bad public sewerage, and any movie or TV series featuring men in very few clothes beating hell out of each other. She lives in England.


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Guest Review with Dick Anson “The Larger Picture”

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February 23  |  eBooks, News, Uncategorized  |   Kay Jaybee

I am delighted to welcome Dick Anson to my web site today, on the fourth day of his ‘The Woman Who Made Me’ blog tour!

Dick- it’s over to you…

“The Larger Picture”

What’s the most popular romance novel of the past 100 years?

People who collect statistics about such things are going to tell you it’s Margaret Mitchell’s GONE WITH THE WIND, and not many people would disagree.

But why is it so popular? It doesn’t even have a romance novel’s traditional Happy Ending. Scarlett and Rhett go their separate ways in the final chapter after sharing so much passion, excitement, conflict, and hope. What a downer for readers who’ve been caught up in their love story for more than a thousand pages.

Well, a big part of GWTW’s popularity may be due to the fact that it’s love story doesn’t take place in some static, isolated, stage-set fairyland that could be anywhere (or nowhere at all, for practical purposes). It’s set against the vivid Blood and Thunder background of the American Civil War and its aftermath. The Greatest Calamity in the nation’s history. A war that shattered the society of the Old South and impacted the lives of everyone caught up in it—including Scarlett and Rhett. This Larger Picture gives their love story an emotional resonance that makes it seem really important to readers.

The same can be said for several of the classic “Great Novels” of world literature written by acknowledged Literary Giants. Like Leo Tolstoy’s WAR AND PEACE, set against the chaotic background of Napoleon’s disastrous invasion of Russia. Boris Pasternak’s DOCTOR ZHIVAGO, which takes place during the turmoil of the Russian Revolution and subsequent Civil War. And William Thackeray’s VANITY FAIR, playing out during Napoleon’s disruptive conquest of much of Europe.

Funny thing, though. Each of these Masterpieces never quite comes off as an effective love story made more compelling by its larger historical setting. Because, for reasons unknown, the Literary Giants who wrote them insisted on filling them with less-than-inspiring main characters.

For example, Tolstoy made his aristocratic lovers total airheads who never had the foggiest notion of the significance of the social chaos they were living through.

Pasternak insisted on carrying his story of love and frustration on the weak shoulders of an “Ashley Wilkes-type” main character.

And how many pages of Becky Sharp’s irredeemably self-centered bitchiness can we put up with before wearying of Thackeray’s novel?

Only the “amateur novelist” Margaret Mitchell makes it all work for us. By building GWTW around lovers we can’t help caring about. No wonder it’s so continually popular?

Today’s novelists have the same opportunity to add GWTW-style overtones to their love stories. While I wouldn’t dare say that my new romance novel THE WOMEN WHO MADE ME (just published by OC Press as an eBook) can touch the greatness that is GWTW, it does have a strong, unique lead character whose love story plays out against the Larger Background of greed-driven Wall Street skullduggery leading to the 2008 Financial Apocalypse. An event that drove America off a cliff into its worst Economic Crisis since the Great Depression of the 1930s. By setting the nation on a downhill road to pervasive unemployment and an impoverished middle class, devoid of hope.   

Lead character Robert Gardner spends most of the novel telling readers about the two compelling women he loved at different points in his life. First, his beautiful and elegant Aunt Martha, with whom he carries out an impassioned, secret love affair during his late high school and college years. And years later, red-haired Svetlana fromBrooklyn, whose warmth and insights help him come to terms with the corrosive guilt and shame over the terrible things he did during his greed-driven career on Wall Street. 

But there’s more to Robert’s life than simply pursuing glorious women. When the novel opens, he’s serving time in Federal Prison for the “money crimes” he committed as one of Wall Street’s richest and most avaricious Corporate Raiders. The kind of Screw-Everybody crimes that were the stock-in-trade for Wall Street Sharks like him.

This is the Larger Background against which Robert tells us about the remarkable women he adored. Adding significant Overtones to what can’t be dismissed as “just another entertaining erotic romance novel.” Because it’s also a novel that can tell us some important things about the World and Ourselves.

This is the secret Margaret Mitchell seemed to know in her bones. And used to write the most popular novel of the last hundred years.

So it turns out that exciting, vividly-told, mass-market love stories can be ideal platforms for getting today’s readers up to speed about the major socio-economic problems that threaten America’s future. Far more effective than the inevitably learned non-fiction tomes about the current Economic Crisis that have appeared in the last few years. While gushed over at length by “serious literary critics” in intellectual journals like the New York Review of Books, few people actually read them. Because they’re written in long, bloodless, academic paragraphs. Devoid of the living, breathing Human Realities that make fiction novels like GONE WITH THE WIND so gripping.

Many thanks to Dick Anson for dropping by today!

If you’d like to buy his new e-novella The Woman Who Made Me, it is available from the OC Press and all other good e-format providers

Erotica 2011- Xciting Times!

November 21  |  Uncategorized  |   Kay Jaybee

There is something about my train journeys home from London. They are always a reflective time, a few precious hours in which I can digest all the sights and sounds of which ever gig I have attended, and time to undergo the coming down process. For my trips to the big smoke are truly like some sort of drug, sending me on a massive high. They also enable me a few precious moments to sit and write this blog!

On this occasion I, like so many of my colleagues, attended the Erotica 2011 extravganza at Olympia.

Erotica 2011 Before The Masses Hit!

Last year I attended the event purely as a spectator, this year however, I was there to work, and proudly sported my staff pass curtesy of Xcite Books. After Matt – Xcite’s latest computer whizz and extra smily recruit- had found me to give it to me!!


On arrival to the seething masses of Olympia- having given myself the required ten minutes to get my head around the fact I really am watching people considering buying dungeon equipment- I headed to the Xcite book stand to meet up with the gorgeous KD Grace and crew, to galvanise ourselves, before heading to the London Seminar room to read our smut to whoever cared to pop by to listen!  Along with Liz Coldwell, KD Grace, Lucy Felthouse, Victoria Blisse, Georgia McCrae and, making her Erotica reading debut- Lexie Bay, I happily (but nervously) launched into my work.

Reading The Perfect Submissive

I decided that, as it is to come out in paperback soon (after a year as an e-book), I would read a section from The Perfect Submissive– which seemed to go down well!

The moment the reading was done, and with the wonderful husband brigade in tow, coffee was most certainly required- so we all retired to the balcony where we could enjoy the best part of Erotica- people watching!!!  Burly men walking around in bright red high heels with far more grace and style than I could ever aspire too, slaves crawling around on their hands and knees at their master or mistresses say so, women in bravely revealing net outfits, men dressed as babies- and everyone looking so wonderfully relaxed and happy- I swear there is nowhere else in the UK where everyone can be exactly who they want to be without fear.  Perfect.

I was joined on the Saturday afternoon writer’s panel by the wonderful Victoria Blisse, Lucy Felthouse and Kitti Bernetti. Our compare and interviewer per excellence was Jane Wenham-Jones– who ran the session with a smooth professionalism that swiftly banished all nerves. (At this point I would also like to thank Jane and the girls for altering the seating and table position during the room- just so I could hear everything from the crowd and the discussion- many thanks.)

For the first 40 minutes we discussed how we wrote, where our ideas come from, and what sort of erotica we wrote. As always it amazed me how wide and varied our ideas, styles, and writing techniques are, despite us all aiming to achieve the same goal in the end- producing read hot stories providing a plot line strong enough to keep the reader interested between the steaming sex scenes!

Writers Panel at Erotica 2011

Once our discussion was over, questions were opened to the audience. It always feels rather strange to me that anyone would consider me worth asking anything- but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t give me a bit of a buzz! As did signing copies of my anthologies along with my colleagues once the discussion was over. Many big smiles and cheek kisses were exchanged!

As always when I am in good company, and having an indulgently writing weekend, the time flew at a frightening rate! No sooner had I unpacked my little holdall of clothes, than it was time to pack it again, and start my journey home again.

I had SO much fun though- and I would like to say a huge thank you to Hazel and the crew at Xcite for asking me to take part in their book promotion.

Roll on next year!!!!

Xcite Books

Comfort Zone

November 17  |  News, Uncategorized  |   Kay Jaybee

It is often said that we should all do something that scares us every day. That it is healthy to take ourselves outside of our personal comfort zone.

As a child, just the act of having to answer a question out loud during class was enough to scare me to death. My comfort zone at that time could have been described as being where I was either on my own, or with friends who wouldn’t ask me tricky questions! Things haven’t really changed much, yet these days I seem to be living outside of my comfort zone more and more often.

Writing erotica in itself is pretty wide of my comfort zone – at least it used to be. Over the last six years however, I have become at home with the smutty words and phrases I write- it is now the act of marketing my work that takes me out of my zone.

To write about myself, my work, to ‘BIG IT UP’ is so unlike me. Even carrying business cards with the words, Kay Jaybee’ Writer of Erotica’ on them, is rather like hang gliding over enemy lines!

Extreme bravery is required whenever I travel to London to read my material at Sh!, or when I attend the Erotica expo’s at Olympia, as I will this coming weekend- despite really looking forward to, I know I will be the victim of sweaty palms and a nervous stomach!!

I, and many of my colleagues, will be reading short excerpts from our work. In my case, I shall be regaling passersby with a five minute extract from my Fem Dom e-novel, The Perfect Submissive. I am particularly delighted to be reading from that story as I have recently heard it will be turned into a paperback, with a brand new sexy cover- which I will share with you very soon!

I will also be on a writer’s panel, answering any questions you may have about the art of writing this genre, and what on earth made me do so in the first place! It is this that makes me more nervous than anything! What if I can’t answer the questions? What if I can’t hear the questions in the first place? What if? What if?
For me, it is like being ten years old all over again, not understanding a word my English teacher said to me!! Yet, I know full well, that once I have done it. Once the panel is complete- I will have loved every second of it!!

If you fancy coming along to Erotica 2011 to have a mooch around the incredible delights available on the sales stands, and watch the variety of shows on display, it would be great to see you. Click here to see the events time table. If last year’s show was anything to go by (see my blog all about it), it should be an excellently kinky weekend.

At a more local level, as more people become aware of what I do for a living, I find I am asked to step a toe out of my comfort zone here to. Just last weekend for example, I found myself roped- with a huge amount of nerves- into being a model for a fantastic new boutique called Snob, at a fashion show in a local hotel. An excellent evening of jazz and singing could so easily have been spoilt by me falling off my gorgeous boots, or falling to turn, move in the right way, etc, etc, etc…..

To say the adrenalin was pumping puts it mildly- but, with hair that was styled into something that I can only describe as ‘French Aristocrat on the way to the guillotine’- held together with an ozone layers worth of hairspray and 37 bobby pins, I wiggled the hips and waggled my fingers in the words most beautiful mittens, and survived the experience! It was- as you’d imagine, good fun. So why do I get into such a state before hand!!?? Stage fright will be the death of me!!

I’m off now to hide under my scarf, hat and dark glasses, to bustle my way through town, writing my naughty words under the cover of ‘woman writing shopping list’ in the corner of the library. See you at Erotica 2011!!!