He takes her to his office.

"Let's go," Isaac said, and they were off. He walked briskly past the drunk tank, and Mackenzie willed herself to grow numb to her exposure.

Of course, she was between Isaac and the drunk tank, so the men had a few seconds to grope her naked body as she stumbled by. A man smacked her ass, with a **** that made her almost trip. Rough hands felt up her breasts, focusing on her nipples, pinching them sharply. One man was dexterous enough to hook a finger into her pussy, penetrating her for the first time that night. She scrambled away, the feeling lingering in her thoughts. He'd slipped in so easily. She was reminded just how **** she was.

They took a few turns down some hallways. Mackenzie tried to pay attention to where they were, but she was disoriented. Finally, they stopped, and Isaac opened a heavy wooden door and pulled her inside.

Mackenzie looked around. They were in a pretty normal looking office, littered with papers, an older Dell computer on the desk. Isaac let go of her, closing the door. She stayed put, not knowing what to do, and trying to telepathically tell Isaac to take the duct tape off her mouth.

"First things first," he said, "I have to search you."

Search me? Mackenzie thought. But he was already pulling on a pair of rubber gloves.

He approached her. "Stand up straight, legs apart."

She breathed hard through her nose, hyperventilating, but followed his instructions. He started at the top of her head, running his hands through her hair. Down to her neck, he brushed past her shoulders, ran his hands along her chest. His middle fingers grazed her nipples, though she knew he wouldn't be able to avoid them.

He cupped her breasts, gave them a light squeeze. He ran his hands along her waist, and oddly this is what gave her another surge of warmth in her pussy. A moan came from her throat, entirely involuntary. She was immediately mortified. This was not helping her case.

Isaac went on, seemingly unfazed. He ran his hands up and down both legs. The top of his hand tapped her pussy twice, which caused a full body shiver each time. She thought about the random man who had gotten a finger inside her just moments ago.

She came back to herself when she realized Isaac was standing up in front of her. He put his hands on her hips again, and Mackenzie didn't realize what he was doing at first, until her put a hand gently against her chest. Slowly, he guided her so she was laying back on the desk, with her feet still on the floor in front of her. Afraid to move, she was effectively spread out before him. She could even feel air on her pussy from his desk fan.

Her body gave one big lurch when she felt his gloved hand on her pussy, the tips of his fingers touching her opening. The other hand was still gripping her hip, thumb practically massaging her mound. She realized, too late, that he was about to cavity search her.