Chapter 2

Mackenzie moaned as she awoke. She was disoriented briefly, but even before she opened her eyes, her last memories flooded her mind. The boat. The punch. Feeling dizzy and then everything going black. Mackenzie’s eyes shot open and she tried to sit up. Her head smashed into something hard, stunning her for a moment. She tried to move but felt trapped. She tried to speak but only muffled whimpers escaped her throat. Her jaw ached. Something was forced into her mouth. It tasted like rubber. As Mackenzie’s vision cleared, she was utterly confused. She wasn’t on the boat but she could hear the whir of the boat’s engine and felt herself swaying as the boat traversed over the swells of the ocean. She was inside a dimly lit room, maybe below deck of the boat? There was metal all around her. Metal bars. She was in a cage! Panic set in and Mackenzie tried to jump up again, hitting her head in the process. Mackenzie tried to speak again but her words were muffled. Was she gagged? Was that what was in her mouth? Then something more dreadful sank in. She was naked! She could feel the cool air against her skin. As her eyes darted around, see saw her bikini and sandals lying on a pile on the floor in front of her cage. Someone had stripped her naked!

Mackenzie tried to get her bearings. She could hardly move. She was on her knees crouched down low and leaning forward to the point of being horizontal, her head only a foot off the ground. The cage she was in was tiny. She had nowhere to move. The back of her neck was pressed against something hard and metal. It was not the roof of the cage; it was something thin, like a rod or pole, pressed against the back of her neck. It prevented her from raising her head and she realized that is what she had smashed her head into. She could also feel something metal encircling her throat and it seemed to be chained or tied to the rode or pole, preventing her from lowering her head more than a couple inches. Her arms were positioned over her back, and she could barely move her wrists. They seemed to be secured to the sides of the cage and she felt metal around her wrists, cuffs maybe. Her ankles seemed to be similarly secured to the sides of the cage, forcing them wide apart. In her bent over position, she also could not push her knees together. With both her knees and ankles forced to be parted, it meant her legs were splayed wide, exposing her nether regions that much more, in a humiliating fashion. With the rod or pole holding her head low, it also forced her rear end to be raised and jut out, obscenely presenting her privates that much more. She tried to lower her butt as much as she could, but in her current confines and bondage, that was not much.

Mackenzie heard a noise, a soft whimpering, and she turned her head and saw another cage. With a woman inside it: Madison! When she saw Madison, it confirmed for Mackenzie her own position inside her own cage. Madison was naked and her bikini and sneakers were lying on the floor in front of the cage. She had a red ball gag shoved in her mouth and a leather strap securing it around her head. Her wrists and ankles were cuffed to the sides of the cage. There was a metal pole draped horizontally across the upper bars of the cage holding Madison’s neck and head down. A metal collar was locked around her throat, the top of it chained to the bar. Madison turned her head as much as she could in the confines of her bondage and she made eye contact with Mackenzie. Mackenzie could see the fear in her eyes and the tears streaming down her cheeks. Madison tried to say something but only muffled gibberish escaped her gag.

Mackenzie could not see much in the dimly lit room past Madison, but she could make out another cage, on the other side of Madison’s cage. However, this one appeared to be empty. Mackenzie immediately thought of her friends and wondered where they were. But then she started to notice muffled whimpers behind her. Were her other friends behind her, in cages like her and Madison? Were they also naked gagged like her? Her heart pounding in her chest and her panic raising, Mackenzie tried to contemplate what was happening. They had clearly been abducted. Their drinks must have been drugged. The drinks that the crew on the boat had given them. Mackenzie was pretty sure they were still on the boat now or at least some boat. Clearly the crew of the boat for their snorkeling trip was behind this. Maybe they worked for some kind of Mexican criminal gang or a cartel? Were they being kidnapped? Would there be a ransom demand sent to their families? Mackenzie was filled with dread as she contemplated that might be their best case scenario. If they were being kidnapped for a ransom demand, surely their families or the US government would be able to secure their release. But if they were just being kidnapped for a ransom, why were they naked like this? What if this was something worse? Maybe these men were planning to rape and murder them and dump their bodies at sea. What if they were being human trafficked by a cartel? She knew from the news that cartels and gangs did things like human trafficking. But usually to native girls and women of their own country she thought. Or women of impoverished nations. Would they do that to American students in a tourist destination? Numerous other nightmarish possibilities flashed through Mackenzie’s mind as she contemplated why they had been taken and what would happen to them. Please let there be a ransom. Please let there be a ransom, she thought to herself.

As Mackenzie further thought about her fate and the fate of her friends, she heard more noises. Clapping. Or maybe slapping? It was rhythmic and then she heard muffled cries. Was someone having sex in another area of the boat? Oh god, was it one of her friends? Was one of her friends being assaulted by these men? Mackenzie was filled with dread again and she started crying into her gag. The muffled cries and gags behind her also grew louder. Mackenzie assumed whoever was behind her, presumably her friends, also heard those noises and they were just as worried as she was, about their own fates and about whoever was the victim of that rhythmic slapping.

Mackenzie heard footsteps behind her and a pair of voices. She recognized the voices and the accents. She was pretty sure it was two men from the crew of their boat, though she could not place which two. They were speaking in English. “Looks like they are all waking up,” one of the voices said. It was further confirmation for Mackenzie that her friends were also down here, presumably caged like her and Madison.

“Let’s get them plugged,” said the other voice.

Plugged? What does that mean? thought Mackenzie,

There were more footsteps as the pair of men moved somewhere behind her. Mackenzie could still hear the faint rhythmic slapping of flesh some distance away but the muffled whimpering noises behind her had stopped. Her friends were now silent. All of them had grown silent in fearful anticipation of what was to come, Mackenzie surmised.

“I love the brunette’s ass,” one of the men said. Suddenly there were loud muffled cries. Mackenzie recognized them as clearly coming from Brooke.

“Oh, quit your crying. Don’t act like you have never been fingered before,” one of the male voices said.

“Trust me, in a moment, you will be glad your cunt is nice and slick,” the other male voice said.

Oh God, they were sexually assaulting Brooke, Mackenzie thought and she started to cry into her gag again. Behind her, Brooke’s whimpers eventually quieted. But then suddenly Brooke screamed into her gag.

“Now the bitch is acting like she has never had a dildo in her cunt,” one of the male voices said, laughing. It sank in for Mackenzie what these men meant by ‘plugged.’

“I wonder if she has ever had anything in her ass?” said the other.

“I guess we will find out. Don’t worry honey, we will lube up that one.”

There was silence and then more loud muffled screams from Brook.

“I guess she hasn’t,” said one of the voices. “Cunt you better get used to having things shoved in your ass. There are gonna be a lot of cocks pounding that ass where you are going.”

These words sank in and Mackenzie started crying harder. Both because of her fear and dismay for whatever was happening to Brooke and also because it was further confirmation that whatever the intentions of these men were, this was not simply a kidnapping for ransom. Were they being sex trafficked somewhere in Mexico? She could hear a couple of her other friends crying too. This realization was sinking in for all of them.

Brooke’s cries and muffled screams eventually quieted. “Alright, her holes are nice and plugged,” one of the voices said. The tone of his voice was casual, as if all he was commenting about was finishing making his bed, rather than sexually assaulting, and humiliating a fellow human being.

But then there was another feminine voice, loud and angry. Mackenzie immediately recognized the voice as Saba’s. Saba’s words were gibberish from her gag but by the tone, she was unmistakably cursing at the men.

“This one is feisty,” one of the men laughed.

“But look at how quickly her cunt grows slick when I finger her and rub her clit,” said the other. “She can pretend she is mad, but she likes it.” Saba continued cursing at the men through her gag and her cursing grew louder.

“That dildo feels good, cunt?” one of the men asked her mockingly.

“This one needs to be taught some manners,” said the other. “Let’s use one of the bigger dildos for her ass.”

After a slight pause, Saba’s mumbled cursing suddenly turned into a scream.

“I guess she doesn’t like the big one,” the voice remarked. “If you clench and try to fight it like that, it is only gonna hurt more, chica.” Saba’s pained scream turned louder. “See, I warned you.” Eventually, Saba’s cries quieted to pitiful whimpers.

“Alright, the next one is a virgin so she only gets a dildo in the ass.”

Riya or maybe Gabriela was apparently next for their abductors’ torment. Mackenzie pondered how they knew whoever was in that cage was a virgin, and she assumed they must have examined them after stripping them while they were still unconscious. Mackenzie heard Riya start babbling into her gag in panic, confirming it was her that the men were referring to. Her voice grew more panicked and then louder and then she started screaming into her gag. Mackenzie knew they were forcing a dildo into her anus. Poor innocent Riya, who had never done anything beyond kiss a guy before this horrible ordeal.

“I just warned your friend; it hurts more when you clench your asshole,” one of the men said.

Panic was also rising in Mackenzie. It sank in for her that if she had not lost her virginity the night before, she would only be horribly violated in one of her orifices, like Riya. But that hardly seemed like consolation based on the noises Riya was making now. Mackenzie could not bear the thought of any of this being done to her. She started thrashing around in her cage and crying loudly into her gag. Her body slammed into the sides top of the cage as she bucked and thrashed. All she managed to do was painfully slam her body into the metal bars of her cage and she eventually gave up.

“Knock it off, cunt, you will get your turn!” one of the men snapped. There were footsteps that sounded like they were approaching, and Mackenzie groaned, as did Madison. Mackenzie could not turn her head back far enough to see the men but from the sound, she was pretty sure they had moved behind Madison. She turned to look at her friend’s face and she watched as Madison’s eyes widen and then she started crying louder into her gag, as the men began repeating their perverse and cruel process with her. Mackenzie would not turn her head back far enough to see the men behind Madison, but Madison started shaking her head back and forth, and Mackenzie began hearing a faint squelching noise, and she realized one of the men must be thrusting his fingers in Madison’s vagina. Madison continued crying into her gag softly and shaking her head but then she froze and her eyes widened more and she let out a sharper, louder cry. Mackenzie watched as Madison began shaking her head frantically again, and Mackenzie realized they must be inserting the dildo into her vagina. Eventually her head dropped again and she closed her eyes as she grew resigned to her treatment.

“Have you ever had a cock in your ass, slut?” one of the men asked. Madison didn’t respond in any way and the man chuckled, “Bet this one has.” Madison’s eyes then flew open and she screamed into her gag as the next dildo was forced into her anus.

And then the pair of men stepped behind Mackenzie. “Nnnn!” she cried into her gag, trying to plead no. She could not believe this was happening to her. She was so desperate to avoid this, but she was completely helpless to do.

“It’s a little cramped down here, move the redhead,” one of the men said. A moment later one of the men appeared in front of Madison’s cage. Mackenzie recognized him; it was definitely one of the men from the snorkeling excursion. He leaned down and reached below the cage and Mackenzie realized the cage was on a set of four wheels. He pushed something on each of the wheels and then pulled the cage forward; he must have unlocked the wheels, Mackenzie assumed. With Madison’s cage now out of the way, it gave the men easier access to Mackenzie’s cage and he moved behind Mackenzie again.

Suddenly Mackenzie felt fingers brushing against her labia and she wailed into her gag. A hand began sliding up and down her slit, rubbing her folds, and like Madison before her, Mackenize began shaking her head rapidly; she was in complete shock and disbelief this was happening to her. Before this moment, only two other guys had touched her down there like this under her clothing, one being the boy she had met the night prior at the club. Now a complete stranger was doing it to her while she was locked naked in a cage. She wanted to throw up.

A finger began tracing slow circles over her clitoris and the sensation made her jump and cry out. How could these men be doing this to her and her friends? Surely the US authorities would know they were missing soon enough. Surely these men would be brought to justice. But that did nothing to save Mackenzie now from being molested by this monster. As the man began rubbing small circles around her clit, she was humiliated when she felt a slight tingle of arousal. How could she possibly be feeling arousal? She was terrified and revulsed. Her body was betraying her! The man continued rubbing and teasing her clit and the tingle grew stronger and warmer. She could feel her clit beginning to swell and stiffen. When another finger slipped inside her vagina and began sliding in and out of her slowly, it did not hurt; her vagina had already started to grow slick. Soon a second finger was added, thrusting slowly in and out of her. The other hand continued rubbing her now aching clit. She tried to ignore the sensations and tried to put her mind elsewhere. She tried to imagine herself back home with her mother and her sisters. As she thought of them, it dawned on her that her mother was right. This was a dangerous world for women and Mackenzie and her friends were its latest victims.

The thrusting of the man’s fingers grew more rapid. “This cunt juices up real fast,” one of the men remarked, adding to Mackenzie’s shame and humiliation. He was not wrong. Loud squelching noises filled the room as his fingers pistoned in and out of her slick vagina. And then suddenly both hands withdrew. Mackenzie felt something cold and hard begin to push in between her folds. As it slipped into her vagina, she realized how thick it was. She was being “plugged” with the first dildo. Mackenzie started babbling into her gag, pleading for them to stop. As soon as she tried talking, drool spilled from her gagged moth down her chin. That was all she managed to accomplish. She winced as the dildo was forced deeper inside her. It stretched the walls of her vagina and was clearly bigger than any toy she had ever used. She groaned from the discomfort as it was pushed slowly inside her until finally it was buried to the hilt, stuffing her completely. It was bigger than anything she had ever had inside her by a wide margin and she fidgeted and squirmed around from the discomfort.

Mackenzie tried bucking her hips and using her abdominal and pelvic muscles to expel the foreign invader. But she was unable to. Even moving her hips proved impossible. All she managed to do was painfully wrench the dildo around inside her, increasing the pain. One of the men laughed as she tried in vain to buck her hips. “That base of that dido is screwed into the cage. It will hold you nice and still back here. Which is good because of what is to come. Alright, let’s plug this cunt’s ass so we can go play with the Brazilian chick some more before we cage her.”

Mackenzie had completely forgotten about Gabriela while her friends were being violated and it sunk in that the earlier sounds of slapping flesh had been Gabriela getting abused by one or more of their captors. Mackenzie’s thoughts for her college roommate were interrupted when she felt a hands roughly grope her ass cheeks and spread them. She started shaking her head rapidly. When she felt something touching her sphincter, she jumped. It was cold and slippery and she realized it was something wet. It dawned on her that it was a finger coated in some kind slippery fluid or gel. The finger started rubbing around her anus and she realized the man was applying some kind of lube around the area with his finger. When the finger began to push inside her anus, she jumped again and shouted with her gag,

“Trust me chica, you will want your ass nice and lubed for what is coming.”

The finger withdrew and a second later Mackenzie felt something else pressing against her sphincter. Much bigger. She knew it was the dildo. Mackenzie’s eyes bulged and she screamed :”Nnnnnnnnn!” into her gag before. She had never had anal sex before. She had never put anything or let anyone put anything in her ass. As far as she was concerned, that was gross and out of the question. She was desperate to avoid this and she clenched her sphincter.



One of the men chuckled. “They always clench. Didn’t she hear us warn her friends?” The dido started pushing harder and began forcing its way past her sphincter and Mackenzie felt a stabbing pain in her anus. She screamed and started thrashing.

“Relax your ass, or it’s gonna hurt more. In fact, if you push out instead of clench like that, it will be even better for you.

Mackenzie wanted to fight but she knew from the sounds the other girls had made that it would only hurt worse. She reluctantly relaxed her sphincter and the thick dildo began to push past it and into her anal passage. It hurt. A lot! A searing, stabbing pain. Mackenzie screamed again into her gag and shook her head rapidly. The man began pushing the dildo slowly, deeper into her ass. Tears poured down her cheeks as she continued screaming into her gag. The rubber intrusion forced its way deeper and deeper into her bowels. It felt so thick. Her ass was being painfully stretched. It felt like it was being split open. Splitting her in half! She screamed and screamed into the gag as the rubber intruder forced its way deeper into her rectum. 

 

Finally, it stopped pushing in any deeper and it felt like it was in her stomach. Mackenzie could no longer mover her hips in the slightest. The dildos impaling her orifices and then apparently screwed into the back of the cage held her lower half almost completely immobile. Her orifices were completely stuffed, stretched to the point of extreme discomfort. Her heart was racing as she panicked. She was desperate to get out of this cage and get these impaling invaders out of her body. But she could barely move and was completely helpless and unable to escape her hell.

A hand slipped between the bars of Mackenzie’s cage and groped her right ass cheek and gave it a hard squeeze. “Love her ass,” the man groping her remarked, Then the hand withdrew and the men stepped back, having finished their task. Mackenzie was sobbing into her gag. The pain and discomfort of being stuffed by these two dildos was bad enough. But the shame, humiliation, and despair she felt were overwhelming. She felt like a caged animal. A caged animal on a spit-roast.

“Alright let’s fuck the Brazilian some more,” one of the men behind her said.

“Yeah, I am ready for another go with her,” the other said. Mackenzie heard their footsteps move away. For a brief moment, Mackenzie forgot about her own pain, discomfort, and humiliation. She anguished over poor Gabriela. As horrible as this nightmare was for her and the others, Gabriela was apparently suffering even worse abuse and degradation at the hands of these monsters. For a moment there was silence except for the whir of the boat engine from outside the cabin and the soft crying of one or more of the girls behind Mackenzie. Then Mackenzie heard a muffled wail coming from what sounded like another room below deck. Then a few more cries. Then the sound of slapping flesh. Poor Gabriela was being violated again. Mackenzie felt sick to her stomach as she imagined what her friend must be going through. And from the dread that she might inevitably be violated in the same way herself.

Mackenzie and most of the others in their cages were relatively silent as they listened to poor Gabriela being abused. Mackenzie’s mind wandered again about their fates. She tried to be optimistic. They were being abducted but surely it would not be long before they were reported missing. If nothing else, Mackenzie’s mother would freak out after Mackenzie didn’t respond to her text the next morning. Six young American college students disappearing on spring break would be a major news story. The US and Mexican governments would surely prioritize finding them. There would be lots of clues. Saba had received an itinerary for the trip that included information about the snorkeling trip, the name of the boat, and the location of the marina where they would meet the boat. She had emailed that same itinerary to all of them, so it was in all of their emails if the authorities accessed them. The authorities would speak to the driver of the van that took them to the marina. Maybe the marina had security cameras with footage of them and maybe their abductors too. The authorities would be able to track the girls’ cell phones and even if these men turned them off or destroyed them, it would help the authorities track them to a certain point. They would be found eventually! But would they live long enough to be found? And if so, what ordeal would they go through until they were rescued?

Eventually the sounds of slapping flesh ended. There was silence and then footsteps. Crammed into her cage on the floor with her view only of the floor in front of her, Mackenzie saw Gabriela’s bare feet and shins stumble by, strafed by the pants legs and sneakers of two men. Gabriela was completely silent as she stumbled, probably in shock. She was taken over to the empty cage on the other side of Madison.

Mackenzie did not have a good view of the cage, especially now that she could not shift her body with the dildos impaling her. She could only turn her neck and most of her view was blocked by Madison in her cage. However, Mackenzie did not even want to watch. But she could hear. She heard the creak of metal as the \ cage was opened. By this time, Gabriela apparently saw her friends in their cages and she woke up from her shocked stupor. She started whimpering and making muffled gibberish noises, confirming she was gagged too. The men worked without speaking but Mackenzie heard the creak of metal, the sound of metal sliding, and the sound of chains clinking and cuffs clicking shut. The entire time, Gabriela was whining and babbling into her gag. After a few minutes, the metallic noises stopped and the only sound was Gabriela’s gagged whimpering and the crying and whimpering of several of Mackenzie’s friends. Mackenize realized she too was crying softly into her gag, spilling more drool down her chin.

“Hey chica, you have a nice advantage over your friends,” one of the men said to Gabriela. “We already stretched both your holes and lubed them up nice with cum. The plugging will go much easier for you.” However, based on the cries Gabriela made into her gag a moment later, the insertion of her vaginal and anal dildo was not much better for her than it had been for the others.

All six girls were now caged and impaled with dildos. Mackenzie watched as the legs and feet of the men moved in front of her cage. One of the men crouched down in front of her. Mackenzie could see his face and recognized that it was Carlos; he had been the one to go over how the snorkeling gear worked before they got on the boat. He was grinning evilly as he looked at Mackenzie’s tear-stained face. “We picked one of you to fuck. Your Brazilian friend was a virgin and too hot to pass up, so we all agreed to fuck her. But you were my second choice.” As she placed the face to the voice, she recognized he was the one that had fingered and teased her body and presumably the one that had forced the dildos into her orifices. He reached through the bars and caressed Mackenzie’s cheek and she started pleading gibberish into her gag again, making even more drool spill down her chin.

“Don’t worry, there will be plenty of guys to fuck you when we get to our destination. I may even stick around to try you,” Carlos continued. His words made Mackenzie start to sob loudly again. A few of her friends joined her. His words confirmed that they being taken somewhere where they would be raped and abused by numerous men. Then she thought of poor Gabriela again. The man had confirmed she was a virgin before they had violated her. Mackenzie could not imagine a more horrible way for her friend to lose her virginity, to be violated repeatedly by these vile men. A fate that it seemed they would all soon suffer.

Carlos laughed. “Cheer up blondie. Before this ordeal is done, you will love being fucked!” He then stood up and started speaking loudly, addressing all of the caged girls. “OK chicas, we still have several more hours to our destination. Just sit tight, not that any of you have any say in the matter. But we do have something fun to help you pass the time.”

Carlos moved behind Mackenzie’s cage. He reached through the bars to give her ass a playful slap and then another squeeze. Then Mackenzie felt the dildo in her vagina twist a little inside her as Carlos was apparently touching or grabbing it. A second later the dildo started to vibrate. Strong, intense vibrating. Carlos had apparently turned on some switch or button on the dildo. Mackenize owned a vibrator. More than one, of different types. But this was much stronger than the strongest setting on any of her toys. And she never used her toys at the highest setting since she climaxed pretty easily. She did not like her toys on their highest setting; it was too intense and actually hurt. This was so much stronger. This did not feel good in the slightest. It was way too strong, way too intense. She could feel it in her belly. She could practically feel it in her chest. A second later the vibrator in her ass stated vibrating too. The vibrations were just as intense. Mackenzie let out a wail into her gag and started squirming from the discomfort of the strong vibrations violating her insides.

Carlos moved down the first row of cages and then the second row, turning on all the vibrators. Mackenzie could hear her friends start squirming and shaking in their cages and crying out or pleading into their gags as they too were violated by the intense uncomfortable vibrations inside their orifices.

“Enjoy, chicas,” Carlos called before he went back up onto the deck of the boat, leaving Mackenzie and her friends in their cages below deck. Mackenzie was still squirming in discomfort and also in panic, knowing she was in hell and being delivered to an even worse hell. She wondered how long the batteries would last. Would they last their entire trip? She was horrified at the thought of several hours of these things intensely vibrating inside her. She was even more horrified about what awaited her at their destination.

Mackenzie’s eyes darted around as she began hyperventilating, in a full panic. She wondered how long it would be before they were freed from this nightmare. If they would ever be free of this nightmare. Were they going to be killed eventually? Or what if they were never found and were kept as captives by this gang, or cartel, or whatever it was, to spend the rest of their lives being raped and abused. Any of the possibilities were too much to bear. Mackenzie tried to stop thinking about their possible fates.

But the only other thing she could focus on was the intense vibrations stirring her insides. It felt incredibly uncomfortable, to the point it hurt quite a bit. But after a few minutes, she was humiliated to realize that, at least the one in her vagina, also felt kind of good. She could feel her body warming and growing a little aroused as the intense vibrations teased the walls of her vagina. She thought then that she would have preferred pure discomfort. Being aroused by this mistreatment made her feel dirty and ashamed. She knew her body was just reacting naturally; for once her ability to orgasm easily and quickly was a major downside. But any notion that her body was enjoying this, even just a little bit, even if it was just an involuntary reaction, horrified her, disgusted her, and shamed her.

But she couldn’t put her mind elsewhere and ignore the arousal. It was not like she could think about her upcoming finals; she had no idea if she would ever be back in the USA, or even alive, to take them. And even if she was back and safe by then, she doubted she would be in any condition to continue school this semester, or maybe ever, after this ordeal. She couldn’t think about her friends and family back home. She was terrified and in despair that she might not ever see them again. She also couldn’t think about her friends in college. Her closest ones were here suffering the same torment.

With nothing to distract her, Mackenzie could only crouch helplessly in her cage, squirming and sweating as her body grew more and more aroused from the intense vibrations teasing her. Slowly the pain and discomfort from the vibrator in her vagina began melting away and it started to feel even more arousing. But it remained a relentless assault. Mackenzie let out a frustrated sob into her gag, sending more drool spilling down her chin. She could feel her arousal steadily building and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Her heart started racing faster and she could feel sweat dripping down her forehead and her sides. Her stomach tightened. She started shaking her head in frustration. She couldn’t fight it as this arousal was forced on her. She couldn’t even move! She grew horrified as it dawned on her in that she might actually be brought to an orgasm. The thought disgusted and horrified her. She shook her head more and bit her lip, trying desperately to fight the growing sensations in her loins that were being forced upon her helpless body.

Mackenzie tossed her head from side to side more furiously and clenched her fists when she felt the flood of wetness growing inside of her sex. Her clit was now aching. Her nipples were tingling. The tingle of arousal in her loins was now a raging fire and she could feel her pussy clenching and twitching around the rubber invader that was relentlessly assaulting her with powerful vibrations. She would not orgasm! She couldn’t! She would not give these monsters that satisfaction! Mackenzie tried to focus on the painful dildo vibrating in her ass, still painful and incredibly uncomfortable, but that did nothing to stave off the growing arousal and impending orgasm she knew was coming. Sweat was now pouring off of Mackenzie’s body as the sexual torture continued and the forced orgasm began to build within her, gaining strength with every passing moment. Her pussy was flooded with arousal and twitching intensely around the rubber invader assaulting her. She was about to cum! This couldn’t be happening! Mackenzie threw her head back and wailed in frustration. She knew the battle was all but lost. She was actually going to orgasm! Her pussy was clenching harder around the dildo, sending waves of pleasure throughout her entire body. She was panting around her gag and she started bucking, trying to dislodge the dildos from her body but in the tight confinement of the cage and with the dildos firmly secured to the cage, there was no way to get away from them or slip her body off of them. She clenched her eyes shut and tried to ignore the sensation and deny the oncoming orgasm.

And then Mackenzie lost the battle. She threw her head back and let out an involuntary gasp through her gag as her pussy clenched down hard on the dildo and then began spasming as waves of pleasure coursed through her entire body. She felt a gush of fluids spurt from her pussy and down her thighs. Her legs shook as she tried fruitlessly to stop the jerks and spasms and waves of intense pleasure.

When the orgasm finally subsided, Mackenzie started sobbing. She was so ashamed. It dawned on her then that her friends likely had witnessed this. She wondered if her friends behind her were facing her and had seen what had just happened. Had they witnessed her shamefully orgasm? Surely, Madison had noticed since she was right beside her. But as Mackenzie turned her head to look at Madison, she saw her friend’s eyes were clenched shut, she was twitching and squirming, and covered in sweat. She was shaking her head and whimpering into her gag. Mackenzie realized the vibrator was having the same effect on Madison as it had on her. She could barely make out Gabriela and see her squirming. Then Mackenzie heard the whimpers and groans all around her. She realized that in all likelihood all of her friends were all being forced to arousal or orgasm, just like her. Mackenzie noticed then the strong musky scent of female arousal in the air and she wondered if it was only her own or also the others. The smell filling the small cabin was so obscene, yet another way they were being humiliated by their captors. The fact that her friends were similarly being forced to orgasm or arousal did not make Mackenzie feel any less humiliated. It only made her angrier that these monsters were humiliating and tormenting all of her friends.

Mackenize’s thoughts were then back on her poor vagina. Now that she had orgasmed, her vagina was quite sensitive. The vibrations once again hurt rather than aroused her. When she had first started to grow aroused, she had wished the vibrations remained uncomfortable rather than arouse her. But now that she was actually experiencing the discomfort again, she decided it was worse. She started squirming again, desperate to get these horrible, thick, vibrating monstrosities out of her body. She was being raped by obscene rubber toys and there was nothing she could do about it. What had been pleasure was now torture to her now super sensitive vagina that was growing more tender by the second. Her anus was even more sore. But the uncaring rubber phalluses continued their relentless assault on her anus and vagina. She closed her eyes as she tried to endure the extreme discomfort as her ass and vagina were ravaged by the painful vibrations. She heard some of her friends groaning and crying into their gags as they too suffered the same relentless torment.

Mackenzie lay there, sweating and squirming from the discomfort for several long minutes. But then the discomfort and pain in her vagina began to diminish and melt away again. And to Mackenzie’s horror and humiliation, she started to feel arousal again and her pussy began twitching around the thick rubber intrusion in her body. She tossed her head back and forth and groaned into her gag in frustration as it sunk in that she might be forced to cum against her will a second time. She was glad the pain was diminishing. But she was determined not to orgasm again. It was so humiliating. So shameful! She desperately tried to ignore the growing sensations between her legs and in her belly, but slowly her arousal built again. She could feel her vagina clenching down harder on the dildo and she started bucking and jerking against her restraints, desperate to dislodge this invader from her body, but all she managed to do was bury it deeper into her soaked, twitching pussy. And then it hit her suddenly and without warning and Mackenzie cried out as a second orgasm rocked her, waves of pleasure making her whole body shake. She rode it out before falling limp, panting, soaked in sweat, and filled with shame.

After Mackenzie came down from her second orgasm, her pussy felt like it was on fire. It was a deep, intense pain and Mackenzie started crying. Her pussy was so sensitive at this point from having not one, but two orgasms. But she knew this relentless cycle would almost certainly continue. She wondered how many orgasms would be forced from her body during this hellish voyage.

Mackenzie suffered for several minutes, enduring the pain in her vagina and ass. Then she started sobbing as the now familiar drive toward another orgasm started again. It seemed a much shorter period this time as her body was carried to the edge of another climax. She shook her head as the inevitable third orgasm began building in her quickly, her body rocked by pleasure and pain at the same time. Her body shook as she thrashed around in frustration against her restraints and then she cried out as her pussy clenched down on the dildo and she felt intense ripples of pleasure in her abdomen as her pussy began spasming, her body rocked by her third orgasm, coating her thighs with more of her juices. Even before she finished cumming, she could feel a sharp pain growing in her pussy as her body struggled to keep up with the now constant arousal and orgasms, and her pussy grew even more tender and sensitive.

Mackenzie fell limp against her bindings in the cage again as the waves of pleasure subsided. Her vision felt blurred, her mind a fog, as her exertions and the constant pleasure began to wear on her mind and exhaust her. She could feel the sweat poring of her body. The air was drenched with the sour smell of sweat mixing with the musky smell of arousal, hers and perhaps also that of her friends. In all of this hell, the probes impaling their continued their relentless assault on her body, with no care for her intense suffering. There was nothing she could do to stop the constant barrage of pleasure and pain and humiliation. Her vagina felt like it was on fire but that did not stop the pleasure from building and forcing her to cum. Her sensitive vagina was going from pleasure to pain in an endless tormenting cycle.

After the first three orgasms, the cycle began taking longer before the pain started to pass to be replaced by pleasure. Her mind became even hazier, shutting down from the tormenting cycle of intense pain and pleasure. Mackenzie began losing track of how many times she came. Soon even the orgasms were intensely painful until there was almost no difference between the pleasure and the pain she experienced. In her fogged, exhausted mind, she couldn’t tell anymore when one stopped and the other started. She lost all track of time and she lost the energy to even buck or thrash around in the cage. Mackenzie lay there limp in her cage, in a state of semi-consciousness, drenched in sweat and sexual fluids, her energy spent trying in vain to fight off the incessant pleasure and orgasms that attacked her and at the same time trying to endure the deepening pain that stabbed into her tender, sensitive pussy and anus. As her mind went into a haze, it was at least a small respite from the hell she was enduring as the boat continued on to deliver Mackenzie and her friends to their next destination.