The boys get Mackenzie to settle an argument about female anatomy

"Okay naked girl, let's see if we can get those cuffs off"

Feelings of relief and surprise washed over Mackenzie. With the day she'd been having, she hadn't expect the teens to keep to their word about freeing her.

"We agreed to regroup here after the attack, the others should be here soon" explained the teen as he pulled off his backpack and began rummaging around inside it searching for something.

"If there's more people on their way I'd really appreciate having something to wear" said Mackenzie, anxiously shifting her weight from foot to foot as she spoke.

The teen withdrew his hand from the backpack and triumphantly held up a paperclip.

"I can pick the lock on those things no problem with this. You just need to-" The teen made a circling motion with his pointer finger, signaling to her to turn around and present her cuffed wrists for inspection.

She did so gladly, grateful that someone was finally helping her.

Over the next few minutes, her relief was gradually eroded and replaced with a feeling of frustrated dread.

The boy seemed to have overstated his lock-picking skill, she could feel him fumbling with the cuffs but they remained tightly locked across her wrists. If anything, they felt slightly tighter than before and uncomfortably pinched her skin.

She was about to suggest that he give up and try to find something to cut the cuffs off with when her focus was diverted by the sound of someone trampling through the undergrowth behind her.

Mackenzie turned and saw that another teen dressed in tan camouflage had arrived. She let out an embarrassed squeal and attempted to hide by quickly scurrying behind the teen holding the improvised lockpick.

She tried to make herself as small as possible by crouching down behind the boy. Unfortunately, in her haste to be hidden, she overbalanced and toppled forwards onto her knees, colliding with the teen she was hiding behind and knocking him to the side.

As a result, Mackenzie found herself kneeling on the ground in the middle of the clearing with absolutely nothing obstructing the third teen's view of her naked body.

The newcomer took several steps forward until he was stood directly in front of Mackenzie. She desperately wanted to stand back up, kneeling naked before this clothed young man was so degrading! But embarrassed panic had frozen her like a deer caught in headlights. She couldn't move an inch!

The newcomer took a moment to take in the spectacle of the attractive twenty-something kneeling in front of him wearing nothing but a leash and a headband.

"I don't remember us having a naked hot chick on our team"

Mackenzie was still frozen, her mind was screaming that she needed to get up and hide but her body simply wouldn't obey. The new arrival had blonde hair and a smug expression plastered across his face.

The next person to speak was the nicer teen, the one who had been trying to free her from her cuffs.

"Hey I thought you were with Dan? Where is he?"

The newcomer reluctantly tore his eyes away from Mackenzie and said "I don't know, we got separated on the way back"

"We've got to go back and get him"

"I'm not going back out there bro, those greens are really pissed at us for messing with their base"

"You never leave a man behind!" said the kind teen, somewhat overdramaticly.

As he said this, the boy drew his nerf gun, reached into his backpack for a spare handful of ammunition, and ran back out of the clearing intent on locating the missing tan.

Mackenzie watched him leave and felt her bare skin begin to prickle with apprehension. He was the one who had been trying to help her. Now she was alone with the the teen who would not stop ogling her body and the newcomer.

After an awkward silence, the newcomer turned to his friend and said "So what's the deal with the naked chick?"

"Weird right? We found her tied up like that in the green base"

"What with the leash on and everything?!"

"Yeah I think she's their mascot or something, when we were retreating I heard one of them call her the dog"

Hearing this, the new teen broke into laughter.

"Wait let me get this right"

He reached forward and grabbed the end of the leash.

"You brought her all the way back here dressed like this??!", Gesturing at Mackenzie's exposed body with one hand and waggling the leash with the other as he spoke.

"Yeah man, it's not like we had any extra clothes to give her"

"Bro that's hilarious! You lucky son of a bitch! I bet you won't be forgetting that in a hurry!"

"I tell you all about it later"

Mackenzie had been silently fuming with outrage as the boys spoke. They were talking about her like she wasn't even there!

Fury overcame embarrassment. Finding herself suddenly able to move again, she rose from her kneeling position, intent on telling the two boys off for talking about her so crudely.

She never said a word. Before she could, the newcomer produced a smartphone from his pocket and pointed it at Mackenzie. Moments later, an electronic whir and *snap* sound confirmed her worse fear. He was taking photos of her!

Mackenzie's yelped in panic and tried to shield her exposed body from the camera lense, straining against the cuffs that prevented her from using her hands to preserve her modesty. She twisted away from the teen to shield her front side but that brought her curvaceous ass (still slightly red from her earlier spanking) into view.

She continued to contort her body back and forth but, try as she might, there was simply no possible way to simultaneously shield her face, crotch, chest, and rear end from view. In fact, all her **** wiggling and flexing did was emphasize the naked woman's assets and enhance the teens viewing pleasure.

"Stop it! Put that camera away now!" Mackenzie tried to sound stern but her anguished pleading lacked any authority.

The teen chuckled to himself, clearly amused by her discomfort, and snapped a few more photos of the luckless redhead. Mackenzie now stood with her legs crossed and her torso angled away from the teen, from that angle all he could really see was a side profile of her plump round behind. It was a pleasant sight but not quite what he wanted to see.

The blonde newcomer quickly rectified this by grabbing the end of Mackenzie's leash and giving it a forceful tug. The redhead was knocked off balance and took several stumbling steps to steady herself, exposing much of her body to the teen's camera lense in the process.

A few moments later, he relented and put his phone away, satisfied with the variety of poses and angles she'd unwittingly allowed him to photograph.

Mackenzie wanted to scream at the boy to delete those photos and stop tormenting her but she knew any outburst would simply encourage the teens to continue teasing and photographing her.

The newcomer winked at the defeated redhead before saying "Don't worrying naked girl, Josh'll be back with his lockpick soon"

After that, the boy seemed to temporarily lose interest in Mackenzie, fully absorbed in looking through the photos he'd taken.

A quarter of an hour went by and the third teen didn't return.

Bored, the two remaining boys amused themselves by gawping at their naked, leashed, and cuffed companion and discussing her body at great length. Arguing back and forth over which part of her body they liked the most.

Mackenzie stood with her back to the teens, having decided that she'd rather show her bare ass to them than her tits and crotch, and tried to ignore them. Her one hope was that the other boy would be back soon to get her out of the cuffs.

The teen's conversion soon meandered into random gossip and trivia. At least, it seemed random to Mackenzie (little did she know the newcomer was steering the conversation in a very specific direction).

"You know the valentine's heart symbol? I found out the other day it's not meant to be an actual heart like the organ. It's really the shape of a woman's butt"

"I dunno man, that sounds made up. I mean I can see her butt and it doesn't look like a heart at all"

Mackenzie blushed at the way her bare body was being discussed so casually but said nothing.

"Oh yeah I just remembered! I think it only looks like a heart when the woman bends over!"

As soon as the words were out of the teens mouth, Mackenzie's stomach lurched with dread at what was surely coming next.

"Well, we have everything we need to put that to the test"

Her fear confirmed, she immediately tried to shut the conversation down.

"I'm absolutely not going to do that!"

The teens didn't reply. Instead, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching from behind. The newcomer, the one who had begun the conversation about the shape her assets, walked into view and stood directly in front of her.

Makenzie remained silent and attempted to project an air of defiance by staring him down and drawing herself up to her full height. She was proud of herself in that moment and took a small amount of satisfaction from seeing that she was slightly taller than the teen who faced her.

This feeling was brief, lasting only until she realized that her change of posture had thrust her perky tits up and forward, into an ideal position for the teen to admire them.

She clenched and unclenched her hands in their restraints and prayed that she'd be able to somehow get the handcuffs off soon and reclaim her modesty

"How about we make a deal naked girl, you do as your told and I'll delete the photos I took with your face in them"

"How about you stop being a jerk and delete all of them?!"

"If you don't like the deal, I can just post them all online instead"

Seething with frustration, Mackenzie opened her mouth to respond but couldn't think of anything to say. The boy simply had too much leverage over her.

The teen smiled and held his phone screen up so she could see what was on it "I think I'll post this one first". She gulped. It was a picture of her. More precisely, it was a particularly striking action shot in which the panic-stricken naked woman was twisting at the waist and toppling of balance, her face, tits, and ass all clearly visible.

This was one of the photos he'd taken when he yanked on the leashed to pull her over!

Mackenzie sighed.

"Okay, I'll do what you say. But delete them now and show me you're doing it"

"What's the matter? You don't trust me?"

Mackenzie glared at the smug teen.

"No I don't trust you at all"

Chuckling to himself, the teen obliged. He selected all of the photos in his camera roll where Mackenzie's face was visible and tapped the delete button. She could see there were still about a dozen photos remaining, mostly close-ups of her breasts from various angles, but none in which she was clearly identifiable.

The teen smiled to himself, smugly aware that he'd outmanoeuvred and tricked Mackenzie. What he knew and she didn't was that his smartphone automatically backed up all data via an online storage system. A backup system which included all photos. Sure, he'd deleted them off of his handset but he'd be able to redownload them all whenever he wanted.

Then, he moved until he was standing sidelong to Mackenzie and reached out a hand towards her. She clenched her whole body, anticipating the sting of yet another slap on the ass as punishment for her earlier defiance.

The feeling never came. Instead the hand closed around the leash still dangling from the collar at her neck.

"Bend over, you're gonna help me settle an argument"

She felt an increase in the pressure on the collar around her neck and a heavy weight pulling her head downwards as the teen began to tug the leash towards the ground.

Slowly, defeatedly, Mackenzie began to bend at waist. She turned her head to stare at the ground, unable to bear the additional shame of having to look upwards at her tormenter from such a degrading and submissive posture.

As she bent over, she felt herself begin to overbalance and topple forward as her centre of gravity was thrown off balance.

Her hands were still tightly cuffed behind her back which meant her only option was to rebalanced by bending at the knee slightly. This had the unintended (and wholely undesired) effect of forcing her ass backwards and into a position where it protruded out behind her in a manner that accentuated the plump roundness of her buttocks.

Mackenzie couldn't quite believe what was happening. Her only solace was a tentative hope that by doing as the boys instructed, she'd be able to quickly satisfy their curiosity and return to a slightly less humiliating upright position.

That hope was soon dashed and her heart sank as she heard what the teens said next:

"Mmm, I dunno man, I'm still not seeing a heart"

"Yeah you're right, I think it'll only work if she bends over more"

"Naked girl! You need to bend over more!"

She clenched her teeth, shut her eyes tight, and felt her cheeks flush red with shame as she complied, bending to a full 90 degrees and fully exposing her lips and holes to the two teens. Her cheeks flushed even redder as she felt their eyes drink in the view.

Mackenzie tried to distract herself by focusing on her surroundings instead of the boys. She could feel the uneven ground beneath her feet, the weight of her breasts as they gently swung beneath her, a slight chill in the air.

A breeze, one so slight that anyone wearing clothes would be unlikely to notice it, blew through the area and began to play across the exposed flesh of her body.

Of course, Mackenzie lacked any protection from the elements and was powerless against the effect the cold air had on her sensitive body. Goosebumps quickly began to form on her skin and she felt a fresh surge of shame as she recognized the familiar feeling of her nipples hardening.

Maybe focusing on her surroundings had been a bad idea.

"A little more!"

As Mackenzie pitched further forwards, the dog ears attached to her headband fell with her and flopped in front of her face. Lacking the use of her hands, she tried unsuccessfully to reposition them by shaking her head, unintentionally wiggling her rear end at the teens as she did so.

As she was doing this, she took a moment to think about her situation. She was a grown woman who has somehow found herself locked outside of her home, naked as the day she was born, with her hands cuffed behind her back and a dog leash around her neck.

As if that wasn't enough, she was also being made to bend over and fully expose herself to settle an argument between a pair of boys who probably hadn't seen a naked woman in the flesh before today.

Upon reflecting on this, she decided that dog ears blocking her vision were the least of her problems, and gave up on trying to blow them out of her face.

"Hey naked girl! Keep bending over like that but try standing with your feet together and arching your back too!"

Mackenzie clenched her eyes shut even tighter but did as she was told; she arched her back, pushing her ass into an even more prominent and protruded position.

In that moment she hated herself for going along with their demands but knew she had ****. She'd made a deal, and the newcomer had stuck to his end of the bargain by deleting those photos (as far as she was aware).

"Okay now stand with your legs shoulder width apart"

The teens had clearly given up on the pretence that they were doing any other than making the poor redhead display her naked body for them.

"Perfect!"

Mackenzie's eye shot open as she heard a familiar *click* from behind her. Still bent over, she peered back between her own spread legs and saw the blonde teen had taken his phone out again and was happily snapping photo after photo of her latest humiliation.

Before she could say anything, she heard an unfamiliar voice say "Can somebody explain to me what the hell is going on here!?"