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Chapter 9 by SpiralFelix SpiralFelix

What's next for the helpless Mackenzie?

She quickly becomes the center of attention

In front of Mackenzie stood nearly twenty people, almost entirely men, all crammed into the relatively small confines of the holding cell. Some were openly leering at the naked woman, others were gazing upon the bared beauty with disbelief, and a few were even looking at Mackenzie with unabashed amusement. But every single pair of eyes was focused directly on the nubile redhead that had been abruptly dumped in front of them.

Mackenzie subconsciously tried to back up further, but only succeeded in pressing her bare skin up against the cold metal bars holding her captive. The sensation sent a shiver up her body as her brain still tried to process the nightmarish scenario she was now in. She was trapped here, completely naked, with a bunch of presumed criminals, without even her hands to offer some modicum of cover.

This... This is certainly bad... she thought to herself, trying to think of what she could possibly do in this moment of relative calm. But we're in the middle of a police station! Surely no one would be stupid enough to... to try anything here! Her own rationalizations did little to reassure Mackenzie, however, as a nearby man stepped towards her.

"Damn, girl..." he said, breaking the cell's stunned silence as his eyes roamed up and down the naked body before him. "You must be an angel."

Mackenzie was frozen in equal parts fear and disbelief as the man slowly outstretched his hand towards her chest. He gingerly cupped her right breast, and Mackenzie flinched away at the contact.

"Hey, hey..." he said soothingly, reaching for her breast again. This time he gave it a gentle squeeze as he said, "It's alright..."

"D-don't!" Mackenzie said, finally finding her voice. "Don't touch me!" She shook her torso, trying to free her breast from the man's grip, but only succeeded in making herself seem more alluring in the process.

Undeterred, the lone man released his grip and for a split second Mackenzie thought he was going to back off. But fear shot through the redhead's mind as the man began sliding his hand behind Mackenzie's back. It found one of her asscheeks and wasted no time giving it a hard squeeze. "I said, DON'T T-" Mackenzie began to shout before his other hand was quickly clapped over her mouth.

"Shut the fuck up!" the man hissed, keeping Mackenzie's mouth clamped tightly shut. With an impressive strength, he began herding the naked woman towards the center of the cell. "We're not gonna hurt you, okay gorgeous? We just wanna get a look at you. Can you blame us? You're breathtaking!"

Given that he had already done more than "just look," Mackenzie wasn't very inclined to believe that's all the men had in store for her. She began struggling against the man's grip but soon there was a second hand tightly gripping her shoulder, soon followed by a third around her waist. She was in the center of a group of over half a dozen men, and had virtually no chance of breaking free.

What do the men do to the defenseless Mackenzie?

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