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Chapter 2: mackenzie betrayed by fiance
"This cannot be real. I'm misinterpreting Jacob's motives." This was the man she was engaged to marry, the man she'd come to this cabin on the shores of Silver lake to plan their wedding, barely six weeks distant. They had stood on the shore, discussed where the guest chairs should be placed, where the minister would stand, where they would stand to exchange their vows.
She'd written her vows out, typed them into her laptop, had them memorized! 'I bet Jacob hasn't even begun. That's why he kept changing the subject. He doesn't want to marry me. That's why he rejected my offer to help write his vows, why he countered every idea I had tonight for our wedding.'
Watching him haggle over the price to be paid to rent his fiancée for the weekend, Mackenzie was still convinced it was a ploy. Jacob was haggling over cost to stall for time. Time he was using to think of a way to escape these men.
"She's not a virgin." Information he did want to give up but feared repercussions the truth the first time one of their dicks went to enter that tight cave. "I plucked her cherry last month. She's really not that great."
The four men exchanged glances, all wondering what kind of man would say such a thing about a woman he loved enough to marry. The nod that followed confirmed that all four reached the same conclusion: The proposal had come as enticement to bed her. He'd wanted sex once, maybe a handful of times but not forever.
This lowered Jacob in their eyes, moved him from a man worthy of haggling the best price to a mark, meaning they would take all they wanted from him and give him very little or nothing at all for the girl fastened to a ring on the cabin wall.
Mackenzie had come close to the same conclusion, prayed she miscalculated, that somehow, Jacob would perform some miracle and be her hero, not the man who betrayed her. 'Please let me be wrong. Please!'
The men haggling over her grinned, one of them hunched his shoulders. "Win some, lose some, baby. Don't cry now. The marriage would not have worked out. He's not the prince you thought you snagged."
Jacob didn't have the decency to even blush, look away, or apologize. "I'd be a fool not to sell you, Kenzie. They were going to rape you anyway, probably would have taken you with them. One of us might as well make a little of this situation."
"Oscar," Doby hoped to twist the knife. "Should we tell her why we showed up when we did?"
"I believe you just did. She's quicker on the uptake then he is."
Mackenzie saw it all. 'Jacob sent a text. Told them we were here, no other people around. That's what those pings were as I drove the last miles to get here.'
Jacob was counting his money. Oscar had spread it out so fast he wasn't sure the correct amount was there. "I believe you're a bit short. I have six hundred here. We agreed on twice that."
"Didn't you understand the conditions of the sale?" Ivan glanced at Master Smith, prepared to snap closed the trap Jacob had just fell into.
The tall stern Russian that Ivan spoke to used the tip of his whip to lift Jacob's chin. "I know what you are and how best to use you. YOU know what you are and will not argue that you must earn the second half of this bounty."
"Twelve hundred to rent her for the weekend, take her for a test drive. Twelve Thousand if you wished to keep her."
"Yes. And we will pay all of it. But since we are locking a slave collar around your neck too, all income, monies generated by you, immediately comes to us. Tell me I am wrong, that you have not wished to be owned by a strong man with a thick cock."
Jacob blushed, looked around the cabin for an escape route. He could not find one. Ivan came up behind him. Jacob ducked tried to squirm out of reach. It was both horrifying and satisfying to watch what they did to Jacob in the following minutes.
One man struck Jacob repeatedly with a quirt. It must have stung because Jacob kept fighting the men and metal cuffs they slipped around his neck, both wrists and ankles. When they locked Jacob's cock in a cock cage Mackenzie smirked. Jacob's cock was standing straight up, hard as stone, screaming his pleasure at being dominated by these four men.
In reality, Jacob was humiliated. Maybe it was THAT which made him hard. Mackenzie sat on the floor, the collar she wore dangled a matching leash and it was the clip on the leash that kept her locked where she was, sitting on a thick rug, unable to stand up or move off that rug.
It was faintly amusing but deeply gratifying to see Jacob's hard cock forced into a tiny metal cage, forced to slap his hard-on to make it disappear so the cage could lock. A hard smack with a quirt did the trick. That hard meat shriveled up to a tiny knob lying on top of his nut sac.
Ivan held the top handle of the leash, made Jacob crawl behind him over to the bed as Doby rolled a large pet cage into the cabin. and Mackenzie was uncomfortably aware that a name tag above the cage's door had Jacob's name on it. Oscar soon followed with a second cage, this one with her name on it.
The men walked back outside, returned a few minutes later with two more cages. One with a Sarah nameplate, another said Jolan. Soon there were twelve cages. Mackenzie recognized each name as the cage passed by from the cabin's door to the empty wall near the king-sized bed. Mackenzie knew each name. Ten bridesmaids. Ten names that matched her bridal party.
'Did Jacob set this up? No other way for these men to show up, so obviously prepared to fill twelve cages.'
Mackenzie watched as Jacob was made to take Master Smith's cock in his mouth. Then Oscar stepped behind him. Mackenzie didn't want to watch Jacob's debasement but couldn't look away. Fascinated, she watched Jacob take both cocks, reluctant at first, but soon, eagerly gobbling one with his mouth while his ass pushed back, trying to take more of Oscar than his body wanted to accept.
"We are going to do all of this to the lovely Mackenzie. When we're done, you're going to use your mouth to clean her up."
Mackenzie heard the words, backed away until the leash attacked to the metal collar would not let her go any further. She did not want those huge cocks in her mouth.
'Jacob, what have you done?'
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