They head to the station.

"Yeah, I dunno what she's on," one of the men said. Slowly, Mackenzie was coming back to herself. The relative privacy of the police car as it raced down the highway was calming her somewhat, at least compared to being at the mercy of anyone at the airport. Unfortunately, this was better.

The front window was open, and cool night air blew across her exposed skin. She had goosebumps.

The other man looked back at her in the rear view mirror, and Mackenzie realized they were talking about her. Of course they were. "Whatever it is, they'll test for it. Just don't touch her too much or get too close to her."

It hit her. They thought she was some crazy person, or that she was wacked out on ****. Alarm bells went off in her head. This was going to ruin her life.

"Hmmpppff! Hmf Mmmm Mmhh!" She screamed, trying and failing to form words through the tape, arms straining against the handcuffs, but it was no use. Even if the tape was off, she doubted she would be able to communicate. She only served to make herself seem more insane.

"Ma'am! Calm down," the man who wasn't driving turned to look her in the eye. He was good-looking, she thought, crossing her legs a little tighter. The guy looked at his partner. "Should I try and take the tape off?"

She half-whimpered, half moaned. The driver said, "No, no, she'll just yell her head off the whole way there. Don't bother."

Mackenzie resigned herself, leaning heavily back against the back seat. She wished so, so badly she could do something to cover her chest up. The mens' eyes kept flicking to her in the rear view mirror, and she felt their gazes acutely. Being in this new, safe, enclosed space with two pairs of eyes intimately seeing the details of her body - it overwhelmed her in new, different ways. Against her better judgement, she looked down.

Her breasts heaved, in time with heavy breaths through her nose, nipples hard. Her torso had a sheen of sweat, despite the temperature. She parted her legs ever so slightly, and if she could, she would have gasped. Her pussy was swollen, warm, wet - all things it was very much not supposed to be while she was in public. She forgot where she was a moment, and made a move to cover herself, only to be stopped by the cuffs. At this, she felt a surge of warmth to her pussy.

In an instant, she came back to herself, then looked up. All the blood drained from her face as she locked eyes with the handsome officer.

She clamped her legs together, hunched her shoulders, and her skin burned. No wonder these guys thought she was some lunatic running around naked on purpose! How could she ever explain herself? He had just seen every part of her, and it seemed to him like she wanted him to.

Arrest me, Mackenzie thought. I'm very much indecently exposed. This is what I deserve.