The Alpha Train’s Fucktoy. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

The jet touched down with a gentle jolt on a private runway surrounded by dense forest. Jenna felt the shift in altitude settle in her bones as the aircraft slowed to a stop.The cabin lights brightened slightly, casting long shadows across the leather seats stained with the evidence of their long flight. No one spoke as the door opened and cool night air rushed in.Dean stood first. His hand remained on Jenna’s lower back, steady and warm, but she felt the slight delay in the connection when he moved. The collars had not returned to perfect sync. Small lags still disrupted the bond, turning every shared emotion into a fractured echo.Lily rose beside her, fingers brushing Jenna’s arm a heartbeat too late. The touch felt both familiar and distant. Elena followed, her steps careful, as if testing the ground.Alex moved to the door first, scanning the darkness outside before nodding once. They stepped out together into the cool night, naked except for the glowing collars, bodies still m

Jenna’s body burned against the black silk sheets. The perfect synchronization of the collars turned every tiny movement into shared fire. She tried to breathe slowly through her nose, but her pussy kept clenching around nothing.The ache traveled straight through the link to the others at the exact same moment. Lily’s fingers dug harder into her wrist. Dean’s cock throbbed against her lower back. Elena’s breath hitched behind Lily. Alex’s thigh muscle jumped where it pressed against them.The night had barely begun and already the denial felt impossible.Dean shifted his weight. His hand slid down Jenna’s stomach and stopped just above her mound. He did not touch her clit. He simply rested his palm there, warm and heavy, as if that small contact could help anchor them all. Jenna felt his control straining through the connection. It arrived strong and steady at first, then wavered slightly as his own need pushed back.Lily pressed her face into Jenna’s neck. Her lips brushed the skin

Jenna’s fingers trembled on the tie of her black robe. The circular chamber felt smaller with every second. Five high-backed chairs held the Supreme Council members, their eyes fixed on her. David Blackwood sat in the center, his gaze steady and commanding. The plug he had sent sat heavy inside her, shifting with every small movement and sending fresh waves of fullness through the intensified connection.Dean stood close behind her right shoulder. His hand brushed her lower back in silent support. Lily stayed on her left, fingers linked tightly with hers. Elena and Alex flanked them, bodies tense and ready.The perfect sync of the collars carried every heartbeat, every flicker of fear, every surge of unwanted heat straight through all five of them at once.David leaned forward slightly. “The robe, Jenna. Now, show the Council what a well-trained fucktoy looks like after one night under my rules.”Jenna swallowed hard. Her hands moved before her mind fully caught up. She pulled the tie

Jenna walked beside David down a narrow corridor lined with dark panels and soft overhead lights. The plug shifted with every step she took, sending steady pulses of fullness through the intensified collar connection. Even though the others waited behind her in the main chamber, she still felt them. Dean’s protective tension, Lily’s quiet fear, Elena’s sharp focus, and Alex’s restrained anger traveled across the distance as clearly as if they stood right next to her.David kept one hand on the small of her back. His touch stayed light but was possessive. He led her into a smaller private room furnished with a wide leather couch, a sturdy wooden table, and a large mirror that covered most of one wall. The door clicked shut behind them. The lock engaged with a soft electronic beep.“Thirty minutes,” David said. He turned her to face him and studied her naked body. His eyes traced the dried marks on her skin, the way her nipples remained tight, and the faint tremble in her thighs. “They

The armoured SUV rumbled through the dense forest road, its heavy tires crushing gravel and fallen branches. Jenna sat pressed between Dean and Lily in the back seat.The simple black robes they had been given did little to hide the fresh welts on her skin or the way her body still trembled from the punishment and the performance before it. Every bump in the road sent small jolts through her, reminders of everything that had happened in the council chamber. The collars kept the connection perfect and merciless. She felt Dean’s steady anger, Lily’s quiet fear, Elena’s racing thoughts, and Alex’s burning frustration all at once.Dean kept his arm around her shoulders. His fingers traced slow circles on her upper arm, careful to avoid the fresh marks. He did not speak, but Jenna felt his determination through the link. He wanted to protect them from what waited at the border, even though none of them knew exactly what the mission would involve.Lily rested her head on Jenna’s shoulder. H