Jana's Journey: The Complete Collection (20 page)

Principal Stevens, Joshua Stevens and Officer Schmidt received sentences of seventy-five years to life in
different maximum security penitentiaries.
Adriana Stevens, the principal’s wife, was given a
fifteen
-
year sentence
.
Courtney received a suspended sentence in exchange for her testimony against the other members of her family.
Various officers who had assisted Schmidt were charged and found guilty of an array of crimes.

An enormous civil suit was filed against the Stevens family, Schmidt, and the Health Spa owned by Principal Stevens’ wife, as well as the corrupt police department in which Schmidt operated.

Jana was fearless in the face of the media scrutiny. She gave impassioned and intelligent interviews, and
entered into therapy with her mother, so that the two of them could learn to de
al with the experience together, as well as finally
discuss the public spankings and other abuse administered by her father
.
She graduated from high school and began studying psychology in university.

Jana consented to Matt continuing his master / slave relationship with Courtney Stevens. In fact it seemed the kindest thing to do with her.
Courtney
was so mentally and physically distraught by the trial and the stress of her family being jailed that it seemed unlikely she would survive without them. She lost fifteen pounds, which she could hardly spare, and refused to speak for days at a time.
She began abusing painkillers and alc
o
hol, until Matt forbade it and fo
r
ced her into a 12-step program
.

Jana and Matt
both, of cour
se, pitied her history of abuse, but could never quite forgive her for her participation in the drugging of the girls Joshua Stevens had raped.
Matt moved her into his beach house and
put her to work
after she graduated high school, doing clerical tasks for Matt’s nightclub, app design, and security businesses, and she also began to
take psychology classes and
see a ther
apist.

In the evenings, Matt and his friends enacted their dominant fantasies on her, all of which she ha
d consented to in contract form, and all of which provided her with seemingly the only pleasure she felt in life.
She gained most of the weight
back but was still reluctant to speak and had a vacant and ghostly air about her, with omnipresent black circles under her eyes.
She served Matt loyally.

Jana remained chaste during this period, wanting to consider how she felt about all of it. Me
anwhile,
she
and Matt became inseparable friends, working c
losely together during the trial and the time leading up to it
. They practiced yoga together and Matt taught Jana how to shoot a pistol and about hand-to-hand combatives and self-defens
e.
Jana became skilled at
martial arts
very quickly. She took kick-boxing and jiu-jitsu lessons with him three times a week, and by the end of the second year she was sufficiently skilled that probably could have competed professionally, had she so desired.

Their relationship was deeply affectionate, but non-sexua
l, until the trial had finished, a bit more than a year after they left the country house and the basement dungeon behind.

The night that the men were sentenced, they celebrated. Matt rented a room at the most expensive hotel in the city and they had a nice dinner together. Matt had suggested that they go to a nightclub or have a lavish party; Jana thought it didn’t seem appropriate and suggested they just spend some time alone together.

“Let’s watch some funny movies on TV, drink a little champagne …”

“Just like normal people?”

“Yeah
!
”

But in the hotel room they both knew that it was time. It happened extremely quickly the first time; they were barely through the door before they were kissing passionately and pulling each other’s clothes off, and they staggered into the bed and he entered her, their bodies and hearts and souls finally coming together, and they made love passionately but ne
ver violently, until the dawn came.

“Just like normal people,” she whispered into his ear as she held him and they drifted off to sleep.

In the morning he was awakened by something wrapping around his wrist; he rubbed the sleep from his eyes with his free hand, and saw that Jana was using her stocking to tie his wrist to the headboard, her mussed hair golden in the morning light.

“Just like normal people?” he said to her, smiling, offering his other wrist to be tied.

“Well, more or less normal,” she said, tying his other wrist and
then
reaching down to stroke his morning erection.

After the trial was concluded, a major publishing house paid Jana a great deal of money to write a book detailing her experiences, and it became an international best seller. With the money pending from the civil suits, she was suddenly independently wealthy.

She
bought her mother the small house they lived in; she
used some of the profits to set up a counseling center and informational website for victims of sex trafficking and sexual abuse, and began writing another book with collected case studies
, advice, and educational resources
for women attempting to deal with such situations.

Jana eventually welcomed Courtney into bed
with her and Matt
, which made the now humble and beaten Courtney weep with gratitude.

They all lived together in Matt’s beach house, working on their various projects and enacting all manner of BDSM sexual scenarios, and took lengthy holidays together – Europe, Central America, Southeast Asia.

Now they
were in
Prague.

Jana looked at her watch; she was a bit early but she supposed it didn’t matter. She turned off the main thoroughfare and walked down some dark streets. A group of surly-looking men in tracksuits passed by, and their heads turned to admire her beauty, but something in her bearing cut off any remarks or actions the men might have made, and they went on their way.

Jana paid them little mind. She found the address she was looking for, and rang the proper doorbell; a buzzer sounded and she opened the front entrance door to a dilapidated apartment building.
The entrance foyer reeked of urine and there was graffiti scrawled across the walls.

She took the canister of pepper-spray from her pocket and held it in her hand as she walked cautiously up the two flights of stairs to the
correct
apartment.

She knocked on the door and Matt opened it without a greeting.
He was dressed in a dark hooded sweatshirt
and carrying a collapsible metal baton; he looked suitably sinister.

The apartment was small and badly-appointed, and the living room and bedroom were basically one and the same, though a small curtain could be pulled across the room to hide the bed.
The furniture looked to be relics of the Soviet era.

Now
the curtain
was pulled back, and a naked man was tied face down on the bed, Courtney sitting smiling with red lips next to him on the bed, clad only in red bra and panties.

The man was slim but still fit,
tattoos smeared around his arms and back; a touch of grey around his close-cropped hair was the only indication of his age, which was nearly 40. The man was gagged with a black sock, and was screaming muffled screams into it, tears streaming down his face.

Jana regarded the scene, bemused, and then bent and kissed Courtney on the cheek.

“Hello Courtney. Having a good evening?”

“Oh, the best, Jana! This guy, really charming! It took him a whole thirty minutes after I started talking to him to invite me back here for a drink.”

Jana looked around. “And a lovely place it is. Almost as dark and depressing as the dump we lived in back in Russia.”

Jana bent down so that the tied man could see her, and spoke. “And you, Dadddy? How are you?”

She reached down and removed the sock. The man’s screaming had stopped when he saw Jana’s face
; he simply stared at her, a look of soul-destroying horror on his face, weeping freely.

“Yeah, it’s me, Dad. Nice to see you again after all these years,” she said, staring down at him, hands on her hips.

He finally spoke. “I saw you on TV. I didn’t know if it was you, but I thought it was. I wanted to contact you so much,” he said. “Jana, I’m so so so sorry about everything it was your mother’s fault, everything was your mother’s fault.”

Jana nodded to Matt, who took the metal baton and swatted her father across the soles of his feet. He gasped and hissed with pain.

“Immediately you start blaming Mom. See, that’s what I didn’t want to hear,” said Jana.

“I’m so so sorry Jana,” babbled her father.

Jana looked around.
“So father, I can see you’ve done well for yourself. Still teaching English for a pittance in Eastern Europe, judging by the beer bottles still drinking a lot.”

Her father made a sniffling, whimpering noise.

“I’m not too concerned about that,” said Jana. “What I’m more concerned with, is whether you’re still abusing young girls.”

“Jana, you know I never, I, well, I can’t, I never did anything like that to you
,
Jana!”

“Spanking your twelve-year-old daughter’s bare ass in front of all your drunken friends during a party wasn’t abuse, in your world?” she said, fiercely.

“I, well, I can’t,
I, I, I,
you know Jana, I never wanted to hurt you!” he bawled. “
It was your mother!
”

She took the metal baton and poked him with it. “Say that again and I’ll smash this over your thick head. Understand?”

He whimpered.

Jana took her Iphone and held it down so he could see it; on
the video, a very young-
looking girl was emerging from the front of this apartment building.

“How old is this girl, Dad?” she asked.
“We’ve been watching you. She spends the night here. It’s not just a lesson.”

“Old enough,” he mumbled. “The age of consent here …”

Jana stuffed the sock back in her father’s mouth.

Jana looked down at him coldly. “Spank him, Courtney,” she said.

Courtney giggled mischievously and retrieved a ping-pong paddle from the black duffle bag that Matt had brought. She slapped it down hard on Jana’s father’s bare ass, and he screamed into the sock.

“Don’t worry, Dad, it’ll build character and teach you right from wrong,” she said, referring to her father’s frequent rationale for
the spankings she had received.
“She’s going to spank you and I’m going to make a little video. Afterwards we’re going to make a few changes in your life. And if we find any evidence of anything illegal on the computer there, you’re probably going to jail…”

Her father looked with wide eyes at her.

“So you’re going to be a good boy from now on, right Dad?” asked Jana.

He nodded his head vigorously.

Jana nodded, smiling, at Courtney, and she began to spank him
, fiercely, her black-ringed eyes alive with lunatic excitement.

“Can we find my real dad and do him next?” asked Courtney.

“If you’re a good girl, Courtney,” said Jana, smiling, holding the video camera steady.

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