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Chapter 8 by Phantompen Phantompen

What does she tell Mackenzie?

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"You violate public decency laws, you get taken down to the station. It's plain and simple." the cop replied.

"But I wasn't doing it on purpose!" Mackenzie protested. "I told you, I-"

"Shut it!" the cop snapped back. "I heard your stupid cover story. Like anybody would believe someone could be that fucking stupid. Locked yourself out naked? What kind of dumb bimbo does something like that?"

Mackenzie wanted to snipe back at the cop, but the more rational part of her brain knew that antagonizing the officer would just make things worse than they already were. Instead, the naked redhead simply bit her tongue and rode out the rest of the trip to the police station in silence. The drive somehow felt like an eternity and all too short at the same time. She agonized over the thought of being marched, naked and cuffed, through somewhere as public as the police station.

She briefly considered making a run for it when the officer opened the door to pull her out and begin her humiliating walk, but she knew she wouldn't get far. Instead, she stared intently at the ground and tried to ignore all the people she could see in her peripheral vision as she was marched into the station.

"God damn! Where'd you find that, Em?" one voice called out.

"I didn't know we had hookers that fine in the city!" another called out.

The cop, who Mackenzie now knew as "Em" smirked and took a slower pace. "Yeah, not sure what exactly she is. Found her on some poor lady's doorstep, like some kind of exhibitionist pervert. Gonna take her down to holding and then get to work on processing."

"Well, don't rush on our account!" another voice joked, resulting in a wave of laughter and cheers of agreement.

Slowly, agonizingly slowly, Mackenzie was marched down several hallways before being brought to the general holding cell. It was then that the full reality of the situation hit her. She was going to be put in a cell with countless other people, completely naked!

"Please, can I have a blanket now?! Something, anything?!" Mackenzie begged with renewed fright.

Em simply unlocked the holding cell door and pushed Mackenzie in before pulling it closed once more. "Yeah, yeah. In a minute. Now, come on, back to the bars so I can take the cuffs off."

_Thank god, at least I'll have my hands free. _Mackenzie thought to herself as she pressed her bare backside against the cold metal bars.

As Em reached for Mackenzie's cuffs, the radio on her shoulder went off.

"All units, please respond. Hostage situation on the north end, all available units required immediately."

Em, immediately forgetting Mackenzie's predicament, answered. "Unit 64-5, copy that. En route." she said, turning and quickly exiting the holding area.

"W-wait! My cuffs!" Mackenzie called out. There was no response.

It was only then that Mackenzie's attention turned to the very crowded holding cell's inhabitants, all of them staring intently at the unexpected surprise shoved into their midst.

What's next for the helpless Mackenzie?

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