Nothing kind

Suddenly a hand swatted across Mackenzie's **** butt cheeks, lurching her a bit forward as she yelped into the duct tape. Another hand quickly came before she could recover from the initial swat, this continued with smacks of all levels of pain, from low from young teenage boys who preferred grabbing at her butt and hanging chest instead, to the more **** of people getting a running start towards her very red rear.

"Hey, the roller coaster picture guy is selling pics of this perv at his booth if anyone wants em for 15 bucks a pop!" Someone shouted as he slapped her bare flesh, tracing the outline of her crotch afterwards.

Mackenzie thought it possibly couldn't get any worse than the shame she feeling at this very moment.