Remembering her past experiences, she should resist

Mackenzie remembered the first time she had been cuffed, playing cops and robbers with a friend. The cuffs had been plastic, and should have been easy to escape, and indeed her friend, who was playing the robber, had simply done something behind her back and the cuffs had opened. Mackenzie, who was wearing her new play policewoman costume, of hat, matching jacket, blouse, skirt and belt with the handcuffs, had allowed herself to be cuffed by her escaped prisoner.

Mackenzie had felt strangely helpless as she had merely pulled at the cuffs, not even trying to methodically find the release as her friend had explained that she, the robber, would escape by disguising herself as a cop. The uniform cap and belt had been no great loss, and her friend had posed in those before getting more serious. Although Mackenzie had put up a token struggle as her uniform jacket was unbuttoned she found the sense of helplessness quite mesmerising. She was not really sure why she had allowed herself to be recuffed after the jacket was removed, but she had thought that her friend would stop there. The skirt was just a plain black skirt, and while the blouse had a police logo it was not visible under the jacket.

Mackenzie had been taken by surprise when her friend had undone and removed her skirt, and had struggled vigorously when the girl had started to undo her blouse buttons. This worked for a while as she was not keeping still enough for her captor to make any progress, so she had changed tack. She tickled Mackenzie thoroughly until her victim was helpless, telling her she was being tasered with her own taser and then undid the buttons. With one hand gently tickling Mackenzie's bare tummy, just to remind Mackenzie of how **** she was. she had released one cuff.

Under the threat of the imaginary taser, Mackenzie had removed her blouse and put her wrist back in the cuff, rendering herself helpless, dressed only in her underwear, to watch helplessly as the robber escaped with her uniform. Her friend had returned later to return the uniform and release Mackenzie, who had occupied her time in captivity wondering if she would have removed her bra too, if ordered by a taser wielding robber, and whether her friend had noticed how excited she was. She had even cautiously experimented with pulling her panties down a little with her cuffed hands, wondering if she might be made to remove those too. Fortunately they were decent when her friend returned, as Mackenzie had heard her coming, although she later had fantasies of being caught, cuffed and bottomless, being released to allow her to 'finish the job' by removing her bra, and then being cuffed again so she could be interrogated, nude and helpless, to confess exactly how she felt. As she did not know how she felt that could have taken a long time.

That episode had been unusual in that she had kept her underwear, and the tickling had not, except in her imagination, gone anywhere the underwear was covering. Other times Mackenzie had been cuffed had gone further, She remembered stripping at knife point for the all-girl biker gang, and then cuffing herself to be played with for their amusement. There was the time she had been cuffed while wearing only a string bikini, and her helplessness as the girl who had cuffed her slowly, teasingly, untied and removed it.

She was so distracted that she did not notice that she had automatically, and much to Roslyn's pleased surprise, put her right arm behind her back, and when she felt a firm spank on her rear, she put her left hand behind her to protect herself. She knew it was a mistake even before the other cuff closed around her left wrist.

Mackenzie blushed as Rosalyn strolled round to stand in front of her ogling her naked body.