A jet by her back went into drain mode, holding her in place.

[Originally by lolwritingcom at writing.com]

The water and bubbles on her bare skin made Mackenzie feel like she was floating. This was definitely the vacation she'd been needing, she thought, smiling absentmindedly and becoming pleasantly aroused. She just wanted to make one small adjustment, though, and turn the water jets down a bit. As great as this was, it was a tiny bit too much stimulation for her- for now, at least. And why shouldn't everything be just right?

Mackenzie tried to lean forward and reach the controls on the other side of the hot tub, but felt a **** resisting. Confused, she tried again, a little harder this time, but was held firmly in place. She had figured out what it was, though- a jet right behind her was pulling the other way, far too strongly for a hot tub jet. Unbothered, Mackenzie settled back into place. She wasn't going to let a thing like that ruin her vacation. The jets were on a cycle- eventually they'd turn off and she'd report the problem. She had no intention of moving anyway, as long as the water pulse between her legs kept going.

At least, it didn't bother Mackenzie until...