Over the past few years I've moved a fair way away from my writing roots as a complier of short sexy stories. I love writing erotic novels, 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 I began my career in smuttage I was lucky enough to work for the much missed Oysters and Chocolate. During my time with them I penned dozens of stories, four of which appear in my latest 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
Blurb
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/B00HYI8BHAhttp://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00HYI8BHA
Happy reading,
Kay xxx
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