The
Voyeur- A Sneaking Peek!
Kay Jaybee
Thank you so much for inviting me over
to give you a bit of background to my BDSM threesome novel The Voyeur today!
Blurb-
Wealthy business
man and committed voyeur, Mark Parker, has a list of thirteen fantasies he is
intent on turning into reality. Travelling between his London flat, his plush
Oxfordshire mansion, and Discreet, his favourite S&M club; Mark is helped
to realise his imaginatively dark erotic desires by two loyal members of his
staff. His Personal Assistant, Anya Grant, and his Housekeeper, Clara Hooper.
Upon the backs
of his willing slaves, Mark has written out his fantasy list in thick red pen.
Only Fantasy 12 awaits the tick of completion against their flesh before Mark’s
ultimate fantasy -Fantasy 13- can take place.
But have the
girls performed well enough to succeed in the final challenge? And what hold
does the Bridge's Gentleman's Club, Anya's previous employer, have over Mark? A
place Anya was only too delighted to escape from.
In order to find
out, Mark’s girls are going to have to face some of the fantasies they thought
they’d left behind them all over again; and while they do, Mark will watch...
The idea for The Voyeur saw its first glimmer of
light back in 2007, when I wrote a two part story called Fantasy 13, for the excellent erotica web site Oysters and Chocolate. These full-on BDSM parallel adventures, both
set in the ‘Discreet’ S&M club, were subtitled Clara’s Story and Anna’s
Story- and now form the backbone of Chapters One and Two of The Voyeur.
As anyone who
has read my work will know, I love writing BDSM stories, and for some time
prior to penning the mini- series Fantasy
13, I’d toyed with the idea of setting a piece within a specialist club,
which I’d decided to paradoxically entitle, Discreet! The only thing holding me
back was that I was at a loss for an original story angle.
About the same
time, I was sat in a cafe (as ever!), covertly people watching. A woman about
my age was frantically scribbling down a list. I assumed it was a shopping
list; but then I began to wonder- what if it wasn’t? What if it was something
more interesting? Maybe it was a list of all the things she wished her husband,
lover or girlfriend would do to, or with, her?
There was no
stopping my imagination once I’d had that thought. Within the hour I had
created Mark, a business man who kept a secret notebook in which to compile all
his darkest desires. He doesn't
necessarily want to take part in any of these fantasies- he just wants to see
them take place in front of him. The
ultimate voyeur!
So, you could
say that The Voyeur was originally a
mixture of ideas gleaned from my long standing desire to write a story set in a
sex club, and observing a woman jot down a shopping list in a cafe!!
Of course, once
Mark existed in my imagination, I needed to create some willing assistants to
make his dreams come true- and so PA Anya (originally Anna), and Housekeeper
Clara, were born! Two professional, intelligent women, who think they know
exactly what they are letting themselves in for- but do they?
The Voyeur
begins with the Anya and Clara completing the penultimate task on Mark’s ever
more demanding list, only to discover that before they can face the ultimate
challenge of fantasy 13, they will have to repeat all the tasks that have gone
before, that their employer believes they could have performed better the first
time round!
As the women relive the fantasies they have faced
before, they find that Mark has made each of them much harder- and suddenly the
rules to the game seem very different...
Here’s an excerpt from the very beginning of The
Voyeur to whet your appetite...
His evening meal complete, Mark sat back, contentedly sipping his
cup of strong black coffee. Pulling a small, battered notebook from his pocket,
he read thoughtfully for a moment. His self-restraint, although immense, was
beginning to run out. It was time for them to progress to the end of the list.
Pressing the intercom button, Mark summoned his personal assistant, Anya, and
his housekeeper, Clara, to the dining room.
The women arrived swiftly, both aware of the
importance of not keeping Mark waiting. Standing on the opposite side of the
highly polished dining room table, his employees braced themselves for the
coming instructions.
‘I have decided that we will take a trip to Discreet
this evening. We will turn our attention to the next fantasy on my list.
Fantasy 12.’ Mark’s cool blue eyes deliberately weighed up the reaction of his
staff as he delivered his news.
Discreet was the reason that Mark spent such a large
proportion of his time in his London flat, rather than in his mini-mansion in
Oxfordshire, where his software business was based. It was only at Discreet,
the most exclusive of the city’s BDSM clubs, that his increasingly imaginative
fantasies could be publically appreciated; most of which involved the
observation of other people’s erotic aspirations. Mark Parker was the ultimate
voyeur.
Trying hard not to exchange glances with her colleague,
Anya could sense the stiffening of Clara’s body as they listened to their boss.
She knew that Clara’s mind, like her own, would already be racing; madly trying
to guess what Mark’s latest erotic scenario would involve. Having survived
fantasies one to eleven, they already understood the nature of the challenges
they were likely to experience during the evening that loomed ominously ahead.
‘Anya, you will be less
delighted than Clara, perhaps, when I tell you that this trip is intended as a
lesson for you; possibly a punishment.’
Forgetting herself for a
second, the PA lifted her head and stared Mark squarely in the face.
His lips smiled; his eyes,
however, did not. ‘You wonder why? Why, when you are forever questioning my
instructions?’
‘But Mark, I …’ Anya stopped
talking, aware that by asking why she was simply proving his point. She could
feel her nipples hardening beneath her white shirt, as her employer continued
to stare at her.
‘Oh my dear Anya, you may
never question me out loud.’ Mark’s voice was velvety soft, yet the potential danger
of disagreeing with him shone in his eyes. ‘But I know that you constantly
query my actions by your reaction to them. Subconscious or not, it has to
stop.’
Anya couldn’t believe it; she
had always been so dutiful. The perfect assistant. The willing slave. How could
Mark know she privately questioned her existence; her choice at being here with
him and Clara, living this less than “ordinary” existence?
Clara was hovering
uncomfortably next to Anya as Mark came closer. ‘Tonight,’ he said, pulling off
Anya’s shirt and bra, exposing her luscious chest to the cool of the room, ‘you
will both face a combination of experiences that together make up Fantasy 12.
Won’t it be lovely to be able to tick another task from our list, girls?’
They didn’t answer; experience
had taught them that nine times out of ten his questions were rhetorical.
Mark twisted the women round;
removing Clara’s top as he did so, so he could see both his employees’ bare
backs. There, in neat script, a permanent pen had been used to write “Fantasy
1”, “Fantasy 2” and so on, all the way down – the numbers following the length
of their spines, finishing with the words “Fantasy 13”. The first 11 rows of
black lettering had bright red ticks next to them.
‘Only two more tasks to go.’
This time the girls risked a
fleeting glance at each other, exchanging a look of mutual blood-hammering
exhilaration twinned with an erotic anticipation it would have been
hypocritical to deny.
Mark, during his brief
periods of leisure, had painstakingly detailed many lust-driven scenarios he
wished to both direct and bring to life. He often wrote notes, accompanied by
intricate diagrams of erotic, slightly disturbing, but ultimately satisfying
fantasies, in a leather-bound journal that only he was allowed to read.
Anya and Clara knew that the
final fantasy, when it came, would be both more difficult and different to
anything they’d ever previous experienced. They feared it. They also longed for
it. Mark was a clever man, for as each new task unfolded he pushed his faithful
staff along with him, darkening their desires and needs closer and closer to
his own. Making them as keen as he was to see how far they could go. To see how
much they could physically take as they accompanied Mark on his journey of
extreme sexual sightseeing.
A cold, clammy sheen of
perspiration broke out on Anya’s face, arms, and breasts as Mark danced a
finger across her skin. ‘You will both go to your room and change into the
clothes I’ve placed upon your beds. You will remain there until I call you.’
Mark pointed to the door, and his employees headed to their small, twin-bedded
room without a sound.
As she considered some of the
things she and Clara had been required to do over the last six months, Anya
privately reassured herself that the trepidation shooting down her spine was
understandable and acceptable. It was also irrational, for she knew that
Fantasy 12 might not only be tolerable, but enjoyable; and that just because
the end of the list was in sight, it didn’t mean the night ahead would involve
anything worse than she’d survived before. She could handle this. They both
could – no problem.
Then Anya saw her outfit.
Her bed supported nothing but
a leather dog collar...
If you’d like to buy The Voyeur it is
available as a paperback or e-novel from –
Kay Jaybee wrote the novels Making Him Wait, (Sweetmeats Press,
2012), The Voyeur (Xcite, 2012), The Perfect Submissive (Xcite 2012), as well as the novellas, Digging Deep (Xcite, 2013), A Sticky Situation, (Xcite, 2012), and The Circus, (Sweetmeats Press). She has
also written the anthologies The
Collector (Austin & Macauley, 2012 & 2008), The Best of Kay Jaybee (Xcite, 2012), Tied to the Kitchen Sink, Equipment, (All Romance, 2012), Yes Ma’am (Xcite e-books, 2011), Quick Kink One and Quick Kink Two
(Xcite e-books, 2010). Kay has had over 70 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 and 2013, Sweet Love, Smooth,
Gotta Have It, Sweet Confessions), Black Lace (Sexy Little Numbers), Mammoth (The Mammoth Book of Lesbian Erotica),
Xcite (inc.Ultimate Sin, Boy Fun, Power Play, Threesomes, Finger
Music, Tricks For Kicks), Penguin (Oysters
and Chocolate; Erotic Stories of Every Flavor), Seal (Oysters and Chocolate;
Nice Girls, Naughty Sex),and
Sweetmeats Press (Immoral Views)
Details of Kay’s
work, past, present and future can be found at www.kayjaybee.me.uk
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Thank you Kay for joining me on the blog today!
I am in the middle of reading the Voyeur and am loving the visceral feel this book has. Join me soon for a review!
Thanks ever so much for letting me visit!! I loved writing The Voyeur!! xx
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