The Alpha Train’s Fucktoy.
Chapter 3
Jenna drifted in and out of sleep for the rest of the night, her mind replaying the steamy encounters with David and Alex over and over. She couldn’t believe how brazenly she had thrown herself at complete strangers, craving their touch and satisfaction like a woman possessed.
But as the sun started to rise, casting a pink and orange glow over the passing scenery, a creeping sense of unease began to worm its way into Jenna’s contented haze. What if these guys had been playing her all along? What if they were just looking for an easy lay and didn’t actually find her attractive? What if someone had seen them together and decided to follow Jenna for more fun later on?
Jenna’s heart started to race as dark thoughts crowded her mind. She was so naive to think she could just pick up strange men without consequences. She wasn’t some confident seductress, and she was just a normal woman in an extremely abnormal situation.
She glanced around the train car, noticing a few other passengers starting to stir awake. A well-dressed man caught her eye and smiled at her, his gaze lingering on her chest. Jenna shivered and looked away, suddenly feeling dirty and exposed in her rumpled clothes.
Just then, there was an announcement over the intercom. “Ladies and gentlemen, we will be arriving at our final destination in 30 minutes. Please gather your belongings and prepare to depart.”
Jenna let out a shaky breath, trying to calm her racing heart. She just needed to get off this train and go about her normal life again. The wild sex fantasies could stay here, where they belonged.
She stood up to stretch, her sore muscles protesting from all the rigorous activity the night before. As she bent over to grab her purse from the floor, a hand suddenly grabbed her wrist in an iron grip.
Jenna yelped and whipped around, coming face-to-face with a tall, imposing man with dark, intense eyes. He looked like he could be anywhere from 30 to 50 years old, with chiseled features and a cruel slash of a mouth. His expensive suit clung to his muscular frame.
“Where do you think you’re going, little girl?” he growled, his voice low and threatening. “You belong to me now.”
Jenna’s heart leapt into her throat. “Wh-what are you talking about?” she stammered, trying to pull her arm free. But his grip was unbreakable. “I don’t know you! Let me go!”
The man barked out a cold laugh. “Let you go? I don’t think so.” He leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear. “I saw what you did with those other two men. Very naughty girl, spreading yourself around like that.”
Jenna felt a chill run down her spine at his words. Had he been watching her? Had he seen it all?
The man pulled back with a smirk. “You’re mine now. My little fuck toy.” He hauled Jenna against him roughly, letting her feel the large bulge in his pants. “I’m going to have so much fun breaking you in, and you’re going to like it. Or not. Either way, I win.”
Jenna struggled harder, panic rising in her chest. “I won’t go with you!” she cried, her voice rising with desperation. “Someone help me! He’s trying to kidnap me!”
A few nearby passengers glanced over curiously at her outburst but quickly looked away again. No one made a move to intervene.
The man’s grip tightened until it was almost painful. “If you don’t shut your whore mouth right now, I’ll make you regret it,” he hissed. “Don’t make me break out my knife and make an example of you, or I will expose you to the rest of the passengers, which will definitely lead to your arrest.”
Jenna whimpered at the threat, going limp in his hold. The man smirked in satisfaction and began dragging her towards the front of the car.
As they walked, Jenna racked her brain for a way out of this nightmare. She couldn’t let this man take her captive! But how could she escape when he was so much stronger?
She glanced frantically around the train car, hoping for some miracle salvation, and then she saw him … Alex, the guy from the bathroom, watched the scene with a look of concern on his face.
Their eyes met, and Alex gave a subtle nod, as if to say, “I’ve got this.” Jenna felt a small spark of hope. Maybe she wasn’t alone after all.
Just then, the train lurched to a stop. The man stumbled, his grip on Jenna loosening just enough for her to yank free.
“Help!” Jenna screamed, running towards the doors. “That man is trying to kidnap me!”
People started yelling and pointing as Jenna raced past them. The kidnapper cursed and took off after her.
Jenna’s heart pounded as she fumbled for the door handle. The kidnapper was right behind her—she could feel his hot breath on her neck.
With a final burst of strength, Jenna threw open the door and leapt onto the platform, stumbling to the ground. The train began moving away before the kidnapper could jump down after her.
Jenna lay there for a moment, gasping for breath and staring up at the sky in relief. She was safe. She had escaped.
Just then, Alex came jogging over, a worried look on his face. “Jenna, are you alright?” he asked, crouching down beside her. “I saw that guy drag you away, and I wanted to make sure you were okay.”
“I am now,” Jenna said shakily, allowing him to help her to her feet. “Thank you for coming to my rescue.”
Alex shrugged modestly. “I couldn’t just stand by and let that creep take you.” He looked around uncertainly. “You know, you probably shouldn’t go to the station alone after that. What if he’s waiting for you?”
Jenna’s stomach turned at the thought. “You’re right. I don’t know what to do.”
Alex chewed his lip thoughtfully. “What if you come home with me for a bit? Just until you can get your bearings again. I live in the city nearby.”
Jenna hesitated, suddenly wary of accepting help from a stranger. Even if he had helped her escape. She knew she should say no, but...the thought of being alone right now filled her with dread.
Finally, she sighed. “Okay, yes, I think that would be good. Thank you.” Alex grinned and clapped her on the shoulder. “No problem, Jenna. Let’s get you out of here.”
They walked together to the park where Alex parked his car and climbed inside. As he pulled away from the curb, Jenna sank back against the seat with a shaky sigh of relief.
She didn’t know what awaited her in Alex’s home. But for now, she just felt grateful to be safe, away from that terrifying kidnapper. Only time would tell if she had traded one dangerous man for another. Chapter 4: Safe House Sucks: Lips Locked on Lust.
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