Kidnapped By Her Therapist

Chapter5

Jenna looked out of the window still thinking about Ryan’s reaction.

Cody turned to Jenna, his expression softening. " Are you okay?"

Jenna nodded, trying to compose herself. "Y-yes, I'm fine."

Cody smiled gently. "Good. Now, I'd like to run an aptitude test on you. It's just a simple exercise to help me understand your needs better."

Jenna looked curious. "What do I need to do?"

Cody gestured to a bed in the corner of the room. "Just lie down and think of what makes you climax. I'll ask you some questions and check if Ryan's answers match yours correctly."

Jenna looked hesitant, but she eventually nodded and lay down on the bed. Cody asked her a series of questions, but it quickly became apparent that Ryan's answers did not match hers.

Cody's expression turned grave. "Jenna, I think we have a problem here. It seems like Ryan doesn't really know you or your needs."

Jenna's eyes welled up with tears. "I knew it," she whispered. "I knew he didn't care about me."

As she cried, part of her makeup got washed away, revealing a bruise on her face. Cody's eyes narrowed, but he chose not to say anything.

Instead, he handed her a box of tissues. "It's okay, Jenna. You're safe now. We'll get through this together."

Jenna took a tissue and blew her nose, trying to compose herself. "I'm sorry," she said, her voice shaking. "I just feel so... trapped."

Cody's expression turned sympathetic. "You're not trapped, Jenna. You're safe now. And I'm here to help you."

As Cody spoke, Jenna felt a sense of calm wash over her. For the first time in months, she felt like she could breathe again.

But as she looked into Cody's eyes, she saw something there that made her heart skip a beat. It was a spark of attraction, a sense of connection that went beyond doctor and patient.

Jenna's heart began to pound in her chest as she realized that she was attracted to Cody. And from the look in his eyes, she could tell that he felt the same way.

Here is the expanded continuation:

As Jenna walked back into her house, she could feel Ryan's anger radiating off him like a palpable force. He was pacing back and forth in the living room, his eyes blazing with a fury that made Jenna's heart skip a beat.

"What did you and Cody discuss?" Ryan demanded, his voice low and menacing, like a snake coiled and ready to strike.

Jenna took a deep breath and tried to explain, but Ryan wasn't having it. He stormed over to her, his fists clenched at his sides, and grabbed her by the shoulders, spinning her around to face him.

"You're cheating on me, aren't you?" he spat, his breath hot against her face, his eyes blazing with a sickening jealousy.

Jenna shook her head, trying to reason with him, but Ryan was beyond reason. He slammed her against the wall, his hands closing around her throat like a vice.

"You're mine," he growled, his voice dripping with malice. "You'll never leave me."

Jenna tried to struggle, but Ryan's grip was too tight. She felt her airway constricting, her vision beginning to blur.

Just when she thought she was going to pass out, Ryan's grip loosened, and he kissed her, his lips crushing hers, his tongue forcing its way into her mouth.

Jenna felt a wave of revulsion wash over her, but Ryan just kept kissing her, his hands roaming over her body, his fingers digging into her skin like claws.

When he finally pulled away, Jenna was gasping for air, her heart pounding in her chest. She looked up at Ryan, and for a moment, she saw something in his eyes that chilled her to the bone.

It was a glimmer of satisfaction, of pleasure, at seeing her so helpless and afraid.

Jenna knew in that moment that she had to get out of this marriage, no matter what it took. She couldn't take another moment of Ryan's abuse, his violence, his sickening jealousy.

As Ryan turned and walked away, leaving her shaken and battered against the wall, Jenna knew that she had to find a way to escape. And she knew just the person to turn to.

Jenna took a deep breath and tried to calm down, her mind racing with thoughts of what had just happened. She pulled out her phone and dialed a number, her hands shaking as she waited for an answer.

"Hey girl, what's up?" her friend Sarah answered.

Jenna tried to play it cool, not wanting to worry Sarah. "Hey, I just needed to get out of the house for a bit. Can I come over?"

Sarah's tone changed to one of concern. "Jenna, is everything okay? You sound upset."

Jenna hesitated, not wanting to lie to her friend. "I'm just having a rough day, that's all."

Sarah didn't press the issue. "Okay, well, come on over. I'm here for you."

Jenna hung up the phone and made her way to Sarah's house, her heart still racing with anger and frustration.

When she arrived, Sarah was waiting for her at the door with a warm smile. "Hey girl, I'm so glad you came over."

Jenna felt a wave of relief wash over her as she hugged her friend tightly. "Thanks for being here for me, Sarah."

Sarah pulled back and looked Jenna straight in the eye. "I'm always here for you, Jenna. Now, what's going on?"

Jenna hesitated, unsure of how much to reveal. But something about Sarah's kind and non-judgmental expression put her at ease.

"I just had a fight with Ryan," Jenna said, trying to downplay the situation.

Sarah's expression turned sympathetic. "Oh, I'm so sorry. What happened?"

Jenna shrugged, not wanting to go into details. "Just the usual stuff. He's been really stressed out lately and taking it out on me."

Sarah nodded understandingly. "I'm sorry you're going through that. But you know you don't deserve to be treated that way, right?"

Jenna felt a lump form in her throat as she looked at her friend. "Thanks, Sarah. Just talking to you makes me feel better."

Sarah smiled and hugged Jenna again. "Anytime, girl. Now, how about we order some pizza and watch a movie? Take your mind off things?"

Jenna nodded, feeling a small sense of relief. Maybe, just maybe, she could get through this tough spot with the help of her friend.