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Christmas Kink Seasonal Sexiness: KDP Daily Deal

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December 17  |  BDSM, eBooks, erotic romance  |   Kay Jaybee

TODAY ONLY: CHRISTMAS KINK IS ONLY 99p/99c!

 

Blurb

What’s your favourite part of the Christmas celebration? Decorating the tree with tinsel, the heavenly aroma of cinnamon and fruit from Christmas cakes and puddings, the office Christmas party, a visit to Santa’s grotto, the expected presents?
Christmas Kink twists all of these festive traditions into six individual episodes of hot erotica that will leave you fanning yourself with the nearest Christmas card…

Here’s a tasty taster from the first story in the anthology…

Extract – Santa’s Little Helper

Jay gazed approvingly at her reflection in the tinsel-decorated mirror. The gold material shimmered as she turned from side-to-side. Cut to fit tightly against her chest, the bodice section gave way to an extremely short, almost tutu-style skirt, of the finest silvery gauze.

Her fingers trailed through the soft folds before she reached around to stroke the feather like wings that protruded from her back.

The fabric curtain was drawn back and the sales assistant drew a breath. ‘You are possibly the most beautiful fairy ever destined to top a Christmas tree.’ He pulled the ties tighter at the back of the bodice, forcing Jay to stand up taller. ‘You are also the sexiest.’ He pushed two exquisite high-heeled shoes towards her white-stocking-clad feet, enjoying the view as her tiny gold thong flashed in front of his eyes when she bent slightly to slip them on.

As a final touch he slid a delicate glittering tiara onto her short curled hair, and put a wand in her hand. ‘Now, all that’s missing is a smile.’

‘I am smiling.’

‘That’s not a smile, that’s the evil grin of a wicked slut who knows that every guy that claps eyes on you is going to be asking Santa Claus if he can screw you for Christmas.’ …

Romantic and steamy, with a touch of S&M, a sprinkling of cinnamon (yes, really), pony play, a little red dress, a kinky fairy, well placed decorations, and a winter time woodland orgy, I think there’s little festive kink in this anthology for everyone…

 

Enjoy your festive bargain!!

Amazon.com-

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00GI2DDQM

Amazon UK-

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Christmas-Kink-Five-Festive-Fantasies-ebook/dp/B00GI2DDQM/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1383810527&sr=8-1&keywords=Christmas+kink+five+festive+fantasies

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Happy festive reading,

Kay xx

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Happy Halloween: Fancy a Dark Knight?

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October 31  |  BDSM, Book Publications, eBooks, erotic romance  |   Kay Jaybee

What can I tempt you with that’s dark and sexy and perhaps a bit spooky as well? I’m not known for writing paranormal or ghostly goings on, but I have touched upon the dark side of erotica once or twice…

Here’s a tasty extract from one the tales within The Collector 

The Dark Knight is set in a gloomy, damp, abandoned, castle dungeon. It is there, that Heather’s medieval submissive fantasy is about to take an unexpected turn.  This extract begins immediately after Heather has received the beating she so desperately needed…

…Paul dropped the twig. ‘You’d like me to kiss you better now wouldn’t you?’

Heather nodded fervently.

‘Well, I’m sorry to disappoint you, but that’s not going to happen.’ He beckoned to Clare to approach him.

She moved quickly to his side, letting her cloak fall to the floor, revealing her tall slim darkly tanned body. With no hesitation Paul leant forward and began to suckle and lick Clare’s right nipple.

Heather’s mouth, dry and sticky, clenched around the cloth, her eyes were bright with tears of desperation. That was her attention, that was what she needed, it was hers by right.

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Paul looked up at Heather, ‘You look a mess!’ Then he turned to Clare’s left breast, licking and nibbling at her nipple until she began to sway and rock against him.

Heather could only watch as her Master stared back at her. ‘Everything you crave I shall give to Clare.’ Paul kept his eyes on Heather for a split second longer, and then turned back to Clare, kissing her deeply, running his tongue around her mouth, and wrapping her inside his cloak to provide her chilled flesh some warmth. Then he turned Clare round and, pushing her to the floor, climbed on top of her so he could thrust his stiff cock into her wet opening in full view of his prisoner.

Hot jealously whipped through Heather. She no longer cared if he punished her further. After all, what else could he do? She closed her eyes, but that alone was not enough to block out what was happening before her as Clare began to mewl gently and Paul’s grunts of satisfaction filled the room.

She’d wanted humiliation, we’ll she’d got it. Heather opened her eyes again, facing the fact that her fantasy had got away from her. Yet, in that moment of realisation, she felt an erotic thrill shoot through her like no other. This was something even darker than her dreams, something vicious, something… better…

The Collector 2016

 

If you’d like to read the rest of this- possibly my darkest ever short story- you can find it in The Collector at-

http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01EVVGYB2?ref_=pe_2427780_160035660

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01EVVGYB2?ref_=pe_2427780_160035660

Happy reading everyone!

Kay xxx

 

 

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Mrs Peters has redecorated: The Fifth Floor

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October 20  |  BDSM, Book Publications, eBooks, erotic romance, News, Radish  |   Kay Jaybee

I am extremely excited to be able to reveal the brand new covers for my BDSM erotic suspense/romance series, The Perfect Submissive Trilogy.

After five years, I decided it was time to give my award winning series a face lift, a re-edit, and add back in a few scenes that were previously considered too hot to handle and so never made it to the publication stage…

As you may recall, book one of the trilogy used to be called The Perfect Submissive. However, I never did like that title for novel one – so now it has a new title – The Fifth Floor.

So, what does the cover look like now…

The Fifth Floor will be available, chapter by chapter, on the Radish app from today until 25th November – and then in December, you’ll be able to buy it in e-book and paperback form.

If you haven’t encountered The Perfect Submissive Trilogy before, here’s the blurb-

Hidden behind the respectable façade of the Fables Hotel in Oxfordshire, five specially-adapted rooms await visitors to the fifth floor.  Here, Mrs Peters is mistress of an adult entertainment facility pandering to the kinky requirements of its guests.  When she meets Jess Sanders, she recognises the young woman’s potential as a deliciously meek addition to her specialist staff.  All it will take is a little education.

Under the tutelage of dominatrix, Miss Sarah, Jess learns to cope with an erotically-demanding training schedule and a truly sexy exercise regime. But will she come to terms with her new career?

Meanwhile, Mrs Peters is temporarily distracted from her intimidating rule over the fifth floor by artist, Sam Wheeler – who she believes can help her in her mission to transform Jess into the perfect submissive…

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I’m really excited about re-releasing my novels to a new generation of readers, while hopefully making some of my faithful readers smile along the way!

Fancy seeing the covers for the rest of the trilogy?

Here you go! I love them!

If you can’t wait until The Fifth Floor is out in e-book or paperback form, then why not upload the Radish app to you PC or phone, and start reading today!

Happy reading,

Kay xx

 

 

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Happy Halloween: Fancy a Dark Knight?

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October 31  |  BDSM, Book Publications, eBooks, erotic romance  |   Kay Jaybee

Happy HAlloween

What can I tempt you with that’s dark and sexy and perhaps a bit spooky as well? I’m not known for writing paranormal or ghostly goings on, but I have touched upon the dark side of erotica once or twice…

Here’s a tasty extract from one the tales within The Collector 

The Dark Knight is set in a gloomy, damp, abandoned, castle dungeon. It is there, that Heather’s medieval submissive fantasy is about to take an unexpected turn.  This extract begins immediately after Heather has received the beating she so desperately needed…

…Paul dropped the twig. ‘You’d like me to kiss you better now wouldn’t you?’

Heather nodded fervently.

‘Well, I’m sorry to disappoint you, but that’s not going to happen.’ He beckoned to Clare to approach him.

She moved quickly to his side, letting her cloak fall to the floor, revealing her tall slim darkly tanned body. With no hesitation Paul leant forward and began to suckle and lick Clare’s right nipple.

Heather’s mouth, dry and sticky, clenched around the cloth, her eyes were bright with tears of desperation. That was her attention, that was what she needed, it was hers by right.

spooky castle

Paul looked up at Heather, ‘You look a mess!’ Then he turned to Clare’s left breast, licking and nibbling at her nipple until she began to sway and rock against him.

Heather could only watch as her Master stared back at her. ‘Everything you crave I shall give to Clare.’ Paul kept his eyes on Heather for a split second longer, and then turned back to Clare, kissing her deeply, running his tongue around her mouth, and wrapping her inside his cloak to provide her chilled flesh some warmth. Then he turned Clare round and, pushing her to the floor, climbed on top of her so he could thrust his stiff cock into her wet opening in full view of his prisoner.

Hot jealously whipped through Heather. She no longer cared if he punished her further. After all, what else could he do? She closed her eyes, but that alone was not enough to block out what was happening before her as Clare began to mewl gently and Paul’s grunts of satisfaction filled the room.

She’d wanted humiliation, we’ll she’d got it. Heather opened her eyes again, facing the fact that her fantasy had got away from her. Yet, in that moment of realisation, she felt an erotic thrill shoot through her like no other. This was something even darker than her dreams, something vicious, something… better…

The Collector 2016

 

If you’d like to read the rest of this- possibly my darkest ever short story- you can find it in The Collector at-

http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01EVVGYB2?ref_=pe_2427780_160035660

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01EVVGYB2?ref_=pe_2427780_160035660

Happy reading everyone!

Kay xxx

 

 

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Guest Post from Victoria Blisse: Real life Impacts on Fiction especially where Spanking is involved

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September 6  |  BDSM, eBooks, erotic romance  |   Kay Jaybee

Today I’m delighted to welcome my friend, and fellow Brit Babe, Victoria Blisse to my blog. And oh my goodness, has she got a tale to tell!

Over to you Victoria…

Real life Impacts on Fiction especially where Spanking is involved!

If you follow my blog you’ll know there’s been some interesting real life experiences for this shy, quiet erotica writer. If you don’t check out What it’s like to be Whipped  and Waiting for the Kendo Cane to see what I mean.  Yes, this author now has experience of real life dungeons and my butt (and other bits) has experience of being spanked, whipped, paddled and caned.

Now, there’s a confession, I could claim it’s all in the name of research but I’d be lying. I really do rather enjoy it. A lot. However, it has been really useful research. I think my spanking scenes have definitely benefited. Here’s a little snippet of one of the scenes from One Night in Manchester so you can decide for yourself.

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Excerpt:

“As you’ve been so good, I’ll let you decide what I use to mete out your last five spanks. Would you prefer the paddle or the crop?”

What a decision. I’m not sure how much I like either of them, and I definitely don’t like making choices.

“Hurry up or I’ll decide for you.”

“Crop!” I exclaim, not really thinking at all.

The paddle hits my arse one more time.

“Sir, can I have the crop please, Sir?” I rush the words out in hopes if I say it quickly enough he won’t have time to hit me again. I could probably be quite decisive if Grant was always around with a paddle in hand, but then again I’d probably be much more easily distracted.

“That’s better. Now on to five strikes with the crop.”

“Five, Sir? You just hit me, though.”

“Oh, Jessica, Jessica, Jessica. That was an extra strike for forgetting how to address me. Now, if I were really mean I’d add another couple of strikes on to your total for questioning me, but you’re new to this and my dick is goddamn hard as nails and I need to fuck you soon. So I’m going to let you off this one time, but in future don’t question your punishment unless you want more of it, understand?”

“Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir—I mean, sorry, Sir. Or do I mean both?”

While I’m still pondering what I want to convey, I hear the thin, sharp whoosh of the crop cutting through the air. A moment later I feel the slap on my right buttock. I shut up as the focused impact takes all my attention. It’s so different to the thump of the paddle. Intense, hot and stingy. Do I like one more than the other, or do I hate them both equally? That’ll be something to ponder when I’m alone in bed and not while I’m waiting on another hit.

Grant doesn’t give me any time to adapt. He rains the next four slaps down on virtually the same spot in rapid succession. I stiffen and yelp, wiggle and cry out, and the pain grows and grows until my safe word forms silently on my lips.

Then it stops.

“Good girl, you took that so well. Now turn over.”

I do so eagerly, until my buttocks hit the mattress and the dull throbbing heat explodes with the contact.

“Shit!” I curse and he just laughs.

“Now, Jessica—”

“I mean Sir. Shit, Sir.”

Grant grins down at me and shakes his head. I notice he’s taken off his T-shirt and that his chest is hard, smattered with dark curls and begging for my touch.

“Okay, that’ll work for now, but try not to swear in future, it’s not terribly ladylike. Move back darlin’, and spread your legs. I’m going to fuck you.”

“Yes, Sir.” My breath hitches and I slowly inch back, ouching and ooching with each movement. By the time I’m settled, Grant has taken off his trousers and pants—well, pants and pants, I guess, since he’s weirdly American—and I’m getting to see him completely naked for the first time. He is magnificent.

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Blurb:

After a flirty online relationship, Grant meets Jessica in Manchester.

He works in TV and he shows Jessica around the set where he’s filming. Their relationship quickly escalates and they have sex…on one of the sets! As things develop, so does their love play. In public places! And a little spanking never really hurt anyone.

Will Jessica be able to say goodbye to Grant when his work is done?

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Buy Links:

https://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B01I2BS72Q//ref=as_li_tf_tl?ie=UTF8&tag=sexy00-21

https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B01I2BS72Q//ref=as_li_tf_tl?ie=UTF8&tag=sexy00-21

https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/one-night-in-manchester

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/648625

https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/one-night-in-manchester/id1131686070?mt=11

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/one-night-in-manchester-victoria-blisse/1124074104

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Victoria Blisse is a Mother, Wife, Christian, Manchester United Fan and Award Winning Erotica Author and all round Cheeky Wench. She is also the editor of several Bigger Briefs collections, and the co-editor of the fabulous Smut AlfrescoSmut by the Sea (Vol.1)Smut by the Sea (Vol.2)Smut by the Sea (Vol.3), and Smut in the City Anthologies.

She is the mistress of Smut UK putting on Smut Events, Days & Evenings dedicated to erotica, socializing, fun and prizes. Check out Smut NightsSmut by the Sea: Scarborough, and Smut Manchester for more info.

Born near Manchester, England, her northern English quirkiness shows through in all of her stories along with her own particular brand of humour and romance that bring laughs and warm fuzzies in equal measure.

Passion, love and laughter fill her works, just as they fill her busy life.

You can often find Victoria procrastinating on Facebook , Twitter and Pinterest

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Many thanks Victoria- brilliant post. Much fun was obviously had during the research stage of One Night in Manchester!

Kay xx

 

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