|About the Book|
18-year-old Janas journey is coming to an end, as she finds herself held captive in a basement dungeon, to be used as a sex slave by Principal Stevens and his family, as well as the corrupt policeman Officer Schmidt.Meanwhile, Matt, the wealthyMore18-year-old Janas journey is coming to an end, as she finds herself held captive in a basement dungeon, to be used as a sex slave by Principal Stevens and his family, as well as the corrupt policeman Officer Schmidt.Meanwhile, Matt, the wealthy former soldier who had been helping Jana attempt to escape from her submissive relationship with the Principal, is nowhere to be found, wanted by the police for crimes he didnt commit.In this exciting climax to the series, Jana must deal with her captivity as well as her feelings about submission and humiliation. Can she escape? Does she even want to? What do her captors intend for her? What fate awaits Matt?This is the final story in the Janas Journey series. The other parts of the story are available on Amazon:Janas Journey, Part One: A Trip to the Principals OfficeJanas Journey, Part Two: A Trip to the NightclubJanas Journey, Part Three: A Trip to the Health SpaJanas Journey, Part Four: A Trip to the Beach HouseJanas Journey, Part Five: A Trip to the Masquerade PartyJanas Journey, Part Six: A Trip to the Police StationWARNING! This 8500-word story contains graphic descriptions of sexual acts, and may be offensive to some readers. It is intended to be read by mature adults. All participants in sex acts in the story are over the age of 18.EXCERPT:Principal Stevens put the box on the bed and opened it- inside was a short but frilly white wedding dress, with a white garter belt and white hose, and a white bra and panties.“Wear it,” said Officer Schmidt.“It’s pretty, isn’t it?” asked the Principal, smiling at her. “Every girl’s dream, hmmm?”She didn’t bother to answer as she began to dress.Soon Jana was strapped down to the gynecology table, her legs spread and fastened into the leather stirrups, her hands bound together over her head. The shoulder straps and front of the dress, as well as the straps and cups of the white lace push-up bra had been pulled down, and her breasts were free, cupped and pointed upward, the nipples stiff . The skirt of the wedding dress was bunched around her waist, and her panties, garter belt and white stockings were exposed.Principal Stevens arranged her just so, and then made some photos. “You’re such a gorgeous slave,” said Principal Stevens, and bent down and kissed her nipple.Schmidt looked at her, his dark eyes full of hunger and fury. “So today is your enslavement ceremony. But we worry, Crystal. We worry that you are becoming a bit complacent. You realize our power over you, but you don’t completely respect it.”ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Natasha Stevens is a bold and uncompromising new voice in erotic fiction. Her Catholic school upbringing regrettably did not prevent her from becoming a wanton slut, but she now tries to channel those energies into her erotic stories, most of which feature authority figures involved with younger women.