* * * AN AMAZON TOP FIFTY EROTICA BESTSELLER! * * *
Jana is blond and beautiful, and has just turned 18. She's always been careful to avoid temptation though, so she's still a virgin. The other kids in school think that she's a tease. But she knows that she's a good girl.
All that is going to change one day after school in the principal's office, as Jana finds herself forced into a world of dominance and discipline, of bondage and submission, of lust and blackmail.
Jana's journey begins here -- and her world will never be the same.
This 5400-word story contains graphic descriptions of sex, including bondage, humiliation, spanking, submission, dubious consent, oral sex, voyeurism, and rough sex. It is intended to be read only by mature adults.
This is Part One in the dark erotica story of Jana, a good girl who becomes very very bad. Read the other stories in the Jana's Journey series, now available on Amazon.com:
"Jana's Journey, Part Two: A Trip to the Nightclub"
"Jana's Journey, Part Three: A Trip to the Health Spa"
"Jana's Journey, Part Four: A Trip to the Beach House"
"Jana's Journey, Part Five: A Trip to the Masquerade Party"
"Jana's Journey, Part Six: A Trip to the Police Station"
"Jana's Journey, Part Seven: A Trip to the Basement"
"Do you have any idea why you’re here, Jana?”
Her heart was thudding in her chest. “No, sir, I don’t.”
He stood up and paced in front of her, glancing down at her, his hands behind his back. He wore a grey suit and a dark red necktie. “Your uniform, maybe? Do you think it meets regulations?”
She looked down at herself; the top two buttons of her blouse were undone, and she hadn’t noticed. Regulations were that only the first could be unbuttoned.
She felt her face growing red. “I’m sorry, sir.”
She hurriedly began to fasten the button.
“Stop,” he said coldly. “Leave it as it is.”
Her hands dropped into her lap again. She couldn’t look up at him, but felt his gaze bearing down on her.
“I’m so sorry, sir. I’ll fix it if . . .”
“No, leave it. You came in here, with your blouse open enough for me to see your bra. What does that say about you?”
She felt her face growing red. “I . . . It was just an accident , sir. I didn’t notice it.”
“Look up at me, Jana.” He was standing over her now, so tall and broad-shouldered, his hands on his hips.
She looked up, shyly. “I’m really sorry, it just came open accidentally.”
“Accidentally . . . and what color is your bra, Jana.”
She felt her face radiating heat. “Sir, I . . .”
“Regulations in this school are for girls not to wear colored bras, because they must wear white blouses. What color is your bra, Jana?”
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.
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Published April 9, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.