Thanks
for inviting me to crash your site today, so I can tell you a bit about my new
paperback, The Perfect Submissive. Although
it has been out as an e-book for a year now, the paperback version is hot off
the press, and I couldn’t be happier with it.
I
have been writing erotica for almost seven years now, and over that time I have
built up something of a reputation for penning tales of the S&M and BDSM
persuasion. Never has this reputation been more deserved than with The Perfect Submissive, which I have to
confess, definitely falls into the heavier side of erotica. In other words, it
is pretty full on!
Blurb-
Hidden behind the Fables Hotels
respectable facade, five specially adapted rooms wait; ready to cater for the
kinky requirements of its guests.
When
Mrs Peters, the mistress of the hotels 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.
Under
the tutelage of the dominatrix, Miss Sarah, Jess learns to cope with her
unexpected training schedule, the increasingly erotic chill she experiences
each time she survives a new level of correction, and a truly sexy exercise
routine.
Temporarily distracted from her intimidating
rule over Fable’s top floor by an
enigmatic artist, Mrs Peters begins to plan how she can secure his obedient
assistance, in grooming Jess into the perfect submissive...
Making a living out of
writing sex scenes is great fun whichever way you look at it. For me however,
it is the kinkier scenes that are the most interesting and attractive to both
read and create. To be able to invent
interesting and unusual- yet believable (if somewhat muscle stretching), ways
to provide pleasure is a challenge I really enjoy. Taking everyday objects and
turning them into instruments of eroticism- through either direct pleasure, or
through pleasure via desired pain, is a wonderful way to spend my days! For
example, why just use a paintbrush to paint with? Miss Jess Sanders has been
tied to an art table in the Fables Hotel’s pseudo school room for what seems
like hours, and now, at last, physical relief has arrived...
‘Master
Philips, this is Miss Jess Sanders, the new administration clerk, and soon,
well ... let’s just say, I have high hopes for this young lady.’
Jess’s
brain galloped off at a number of conflicting tangents as Lee nodded in evident
understanding. An understanding Jess certainly did not share. What high hopes?
‘While
you were lying here enjoying yourself, Miss Sanders, Master Philips here, has
proffered me a great service.’
Jess
said nothing, her eyes trained on the white tabletop before her, not wanting to
see the predatory look of either of the people who towered over her. She could
feel the sexual tension rising in the stale air of the room, and her body
tingled.
Daring
another glance at the young man, Jess took in the short dark hair, the slim
body, the midnight blue eyes, and the unmistakable bulge of a hard cock beneath
his suit trousers, which made her pussy give an involuntary spasm against the
brush.
‘As
you can see, Master Philip, Miss Sanders has been corked with one of the
heftier classrooms paintbrushes. Just a little something to keep that untutored
body amused in my absence.’
Jess
closed her eyes as she heard Mrs Peters talking about her as if she was a mere
thing, a toy to be played with. The idea appalled her, and yet, somehow the
thought that they could do whatever they liked to her, sent another shot of
desire through her abused frame, confusing her further.
Lee
said nothing, but watched as Mrs Peters’ hand went towards the bristles that
extruded from the girl’s cunt. Jess groaned as it was abruptly pulled out,
leaving her pussy emptier than ever.
Sardonically
observing Lee’s aroused state, the manageress asked him, ‘Would you like your
dick to replace the brush handle for Miss Sanders? I’m sure that right now she
is feeling particularly in need of filling, and I know you have a cock worthy
of the job.’
Without
raising his head, Lee replied, ‘Thank you Mrs Peters, I would.’
‘Then
assist me.’
Swiftly
Jess’s bindings were untied. It felt strange to be free, and the clerk’s
shoulders cracked as she moved, flexing her arms and legs to get her blood
circulating again. Jess wasn’t allowed her freedom for long however, as Mrs
Peters yanked her arms sharply behind her back, re-tying her wrists, and
shoving her into the larger and more comfortable teacher’s chair, her butt on
the very edge of the seat, her legs spread.
‘As
you are aware, Master Philips, I consider patience one of life’s greatest
virtues, a lesson I think, by the look of desperation that is shining so
blatantly in Miss Sanders’ eyes, it is high time she learnt.’
‘Yes
Mrs Peters.’ Lee deflated slightly as he realised he would have to wait a
little longer for his reward, but felt better when Laura passed him the
paintbrush, knowing precisely what he was supposed to do with it.
Jess,
her eyes wide, her throat drier than ever, watched as Lee ran the brush’s soft
bristles between his fingers. Kneeling before Jess, he placed the tip of the
paintbrush on the very end of her right nipple. Gasping with shock at the
sensitivity of the touch, Jess began to shiver against the sweeping strokes Lee
focused on her breast.
‘I
must congratulate you, Master Philips.’ Mrs Peters spoke with approval. ‘You
have an excellent technique there, arousing, and stimulating, without being
quite enough to make your subject come.’
Jess
groaned. Why wouldn’t they let her come? As the deliciously torturous brush
moved onto her left tit, tears of desire and frustration gathered at the corner
of her eyes. She knew she was minutes away from begging. Begging to be fucked,
begging to be allowed to come; begging for a warm mouth to come to her pussy,
her chest, her mouth.
Her
quivers turned to shakes as her stomach knotted with the build up of a fast
approaching climax.
A
gesture from Laura and Lee dropped the brush, causing tears of desperation to
course down Jess’s cheeks. ‘Now, Miss Sanders, you have to learn to pace
yourself. This is as much for our enjoyment as yours, and we are not ready to
let you come yet.’
Blinking
in disbelief at her superior’s words, Jess felt the tears dry against her face,
as once again the brush was employed by Lee, this time along her tethered arms,
her unsteady legs and her taut stomach. Concentrating hard on not pleading for
more direct attention, Jess tried to ignore the growing ache between her legs,
and the increasingly obvious presence of Lee’s erection.
Jess’s
persistent moans turned to helpless whimpers as Mrs Peters finally broke the
tension, ‘You may remove your clothes, Lee.’
The
young man moved with uncaring speed and Jess gulped as she saw the neatly
circumcised penis that was pointing at her hungrily, slide into the waiting
rubber.
Ordered
to sit up straight, Jess obeyed as the barman gratefully sank his length into
Jess’s slick snatch. Their mutual sighs of relief made Mrs Peters issue a sharp
sneering laugh, ‘So young and so desperate.’
Picking
up the brush, the manageress began to stroke the cream bristles back over
Jess’s tormented nipples, as Lee heaved against her, slapping his backside and
balls against her in his urgency to come.
Jess
screamed out her climax, her body rocking in shocked pent up pleasure.
As
Jess slumped against the barman, Mrs Peters dropped the brush to the floor.
‘You see, Miss Sanders, some things are so much better if they are promised,
but withheld for a while. If you are made to wait, you appreciate things all
the more. Don’t you think?’
‘Yes,
Mrs Peters.’ Jess spoke automatically through breathless lips. There really
wasn’t anything else she could say...
If you fancy delving in to the world of
Mrs Peters and discovering how Jess copes with her submissive education, The Perfect Submissive is available in
paperback, as an e-novel, and as an e-trilogy (Part1- Hidden Agenda, Part 2- The
Art of Submissive Survival, Part 3- Room
54)
Thanks again for
letting me visit today
Kayxx
Bio
Kay Jaybee wrote the novel The Perfect Submissive (Xcite 2012), and
the novellas A Sticky Situation
(Xcite, 2012), and Not Her Type: Erotic
Adventures With A Delivery Man (OCPress, 2011). She’s also written the
anthologies Yes Ma’am (Xcite e-books,
2011), Quick Kink One and Quick Kink Two (Xcite e-books, 2010), and The Collector (Austin & Macauley, 2008). Kay has had over 60
short stories published by Cleis Press (inc. Best of Best Women’s Erotica 2, Best Women’s Erotica
2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2012; Best Bondage 2012, Sweet Love, Smooth, Gotta Have
It, Sweet Confessions), Black Lace (Sexy Little Numbers), Mammoth (The Mammoth Book of Lesbian Erotica),
Xcite (inc.Ultimate Sins, Boy
Fun, Power Play, Threesomes, Finger Music), Penguin (Oysters and Chocolate; Erotic Stories of Every
Flavor), Seal (Oysters and Chocolate; Nice Girls, Naughty Sex),and Sweetmeats
Press (Immoral Views). She is
awaiting the publishing of her second novel,
Making Him Wait (Sweetmeats Press, 2012)
Details of her work past, present and future can be found at www.kayjaybee.me.uk
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ReplyDeleteGreat to have you here Kay! Love that hot excerpt - I'm looking forward to reading the rest of the book :-) x
DeleteThanks Zara!! Hope you enjoy it- it was so much fun to write. x
ReplyDeleteHot excerpt is right- my seat cushion is smoking!LOL I'll be at amazon to get the book, it is a TBR ASAP. Thanks for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteThanks Suzanne- hope you enjoy the rest- it is pretty non-stop all the way!! Kay xx
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