She decides Mackenzie still needs to be taken down another peg or two

After Mackenzie's humiliating induction into the Tan team, the boys eventually tore their eyes away from their naked mascot and began to prepare for the next battle with the Greens.

A large square folding table was set up in the middle of room; the Tans crowded around it and set to work reloading their nerf gun clips.

Mackenzie stood off to the side, meekly waiting for instruction and hoping that the Tans would lose interest in her. That didn't seem likely; as they worked, the Tan boys kept looking over to eye up her naked body. Every inch of her was theirs to enjoy. She tugged dejectedly at the cuffs binding her wrists and nervously rubbed one foot against her other leg.

She felt an overwhelming need to cover herself but was powerless to do so. This was unbearable. She was hyper aware of every inch of her exposed skin, of her breasts rising and falling as she breathed, of the ridiculous cat whiskers drawn on her face.

She felt the weight of the collar around her neck. In her panicked state, it was suddenly far too tight; she began to hyperventilate and felt a frantic urge to tear the collar off of her neck. Her arms strained against the cuffs that she had momentarily forgotten were still pinning her arms behind her back, which only deepened her sense of constriction and vulnerability. Mackenzie closed her eyes and began to take deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself. Her bare chest heaved as her whole body trembled with embarrassment.

What finally pulled her back to reality was a stern command from the Tan leader.

"Naked girl, come over here! You're going to help me explain our new plan to the team"

The nude redhead obediently walked over to the leader, who had taken up position in front of the large map that had been pinned to the wall.

It was impressively large and covered most of the wall; Mackenzie could see that it depicted much of the local area, including the park and her own street (in that moment it seems so hopelessly far away).

She wondered for a moment where the Tans had found such a big map of the local area. A second later, she realized that the entire Tan team had finished working on their nerf guns and resumed gawping at her bare body; suddenly the origin of the map serms utterly unimportant.

"As you all know, we previously tried a sneak attack but were discovered by an enemy patrol... here" said the Tan leader, pointing to a path on the map.

"Okay kitty, mark that point on the map for me please"

Mackenzie was confused.

"How? My hands are tied up! How the hell am I supposed to do tha-"

Before she could finish her sentence, the leader's arm shot out and shoved a small cylindrical object into the naked women's mouth. It was a marker pen, the same one that had previously been used to draw the cat markings on her face!

Mackenzie's eyes went wide with surprise. She could taste the cold chemical tang of the plastic in her mouth.

She immediately spat out the pen, which clattered onto the table in front of her, and turned to confront the Tan leader.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

The younger woman gave a smug smile before responding "Like you said, you can't do it with your hands right now. So you'll have to hold the pen some other way"

Mackenzie suddenly realized what was happening and felt a heavy sense of dread fall over her. Clearly, this girl was still sore about the telling off she'd received in front of her team and wanted to reassert herself by humbling the defiant redhead in front of everyone even more.

Of course, the simple fact that Mackenzie was nude, cuffed, collared, and complying with the girl's orders was more than enough to show who was in charge out of the two woman but the leader clearly wanted to sooth her bruised ego by adding an extra level of humiliation to the situation.

"Can't you just free my hands instead!" countered Mackenzie, already knowing that the answer would be no.

"I could, or I could decide that you can't be trusted and trade you back to the Greens instead"

"No! don't do that! Please!"

She didn't want to think about what the Greens would do if they managed to capture her again.

"If you're so keen to not go back, you better pick up that pen and mark the spot on the map like I already told you to"

Mackenzie looked at the marker; it hand landed on the table and rolled right to it's very center.

"I don't think I can reach it"

"You dropped it. You figure out how to get it back."

She turned to face away from the table, exposing her ass to the assembled Tans, and began awkwardly fumbling for the pen with her bound hands. After 30 seconds she gave up. It was no use, she simply couldn't reach it with her hands tied up. She could hear the teens snickering behind her.

She'd have to try another way.

Mackenzie turned back around, blushing at the thought of what she had to do next.

She took a deep breath and pivoted forward, bending over the table like a cliche pornstar.

She bent all the way to a full 90 degrees and stretched forward, trying to reach the pen with her mouth. Her nipples grazed the rough, scratchy surface of the table as she stained to reach the marker.

She was surrounded by whispers and quiet laughter, she felt her skin start to prickle and heat up from the shame. She glanced up and saw that the Tans had fanned out around the table.

Some were still in front of her, happy to watch her dangling tits sway and bounce beneath her as she strained to reach the marker pen. Others were flanking her, preferring a side view of the spectacle.

There were a few she couldn't see at all, Mackenzie suspected that was because they had taken up position out of her field of vision, behind her. She squeezed her legs together, eager to shield what little she could from view.

The marker was still out of reach of her open mouth. She tried to move further forward but found that she couldn't. The crease of her hips was pressing hard into the corner of the table, preventing her from reaching further forward.

Mackenzie rested her full weight on the table and pushed forward with her toes, sliding her body several inches further onto the table.

Finally, she managed to make contact with the pen, nudging it back towards her slightly with her nose.

Success! And all it had taken was the total surrender of her dignity.

Mackenzie's lips closed around the pen. With her prize secure in her mouth, she began to wiggle her way back off the table.

Unable to use her cuffed hands to help the process along, this took an uncomfortably long time.

As she writhed and shimmied her body back off the table, the naked woman tried not to think about how much the young men watching, particularly those standing behind her, must be getting off on the spectacle of her gyrating ass.

"Man, I'd love to trade places with that table"

The laughter and comments didn’t stop when she stood, and the humiliated redhead found herself submissively looking down at her bare feet, unwilling to make eye contact with any of the Tans.

"Good kitty!"

"I think you mean good pussy!"

Mackenzie stood holding the pen between her teeth like a dog with a stick. The leader reached out and rotated the pen in her mouth until the end pointed out directly ahead. Concerned that she might drop the marker again, Makenzie tried to secure it by forming her lips into a tight O shape around the object. The suggestive and risque nature of this wasn't lost on her, she fought the urge to spit the pen out again and regain her dignity.

"Let me get that for you" said the leader, removing the cap from the end of the marker as she spoke.

"How considerate of you" thought Mackenzie sarcastically. She had wanted to say it out loud but couldn't, she had to keep the market pen secure between her lips to so it didn't fall out of her mouth again.

Mackenzie silently glared at the other woman instead.

"Cheer up! A hot girl like you that loses all her clothes in public places, I'm sure you've got plenty of experience putting all kinds of things in your mouth"

The joke was obvious and not particularly funny but still got a laugh from everyone in attendance. Everyone but the mute Mackenzie. She bristled at the insult but, still unable to speak, could only make an outraged groaning noise in protest.

"As I was saying, we previously tried a sneak attack on their base but ran into an enemy patrol here"

The leader pointed to the spot on the map she'd previously indicated and turned expectantly towards Mackenzie.