Typically Runners begin the contest in locations spread widely across this bowl. So I am unlikely to meet another female for a couple of hours, and must assume any signs of humanity will be Hunters making straight for my tracker signal. Reflexively I rub my unbound fetish hands. The yoke restraining me was removed while I was unconscious, and the humiliating glowing cup is gone as well. But I can see a faint bruising on my bare wrists – evidence of the ferocity of my struggles as I was forced to orgasm. I get to my feet, to find my leg muscles also ache from my earlier exertions. Damn them all. Reserves of stamina are vital in the Rape Run. Being sore I’m already at a disadvantage. I look around, taking stock carefully. I’m not expecting any immediate threat – it will take time for Hunters to fan this far out. And that’s why it’s such a shock when before I’ve even come to my senses something happens. The deafening noise is so sudden I almost jump out of my skin, my heartrate instantly doubling. It blares out so loud and from so close it could be next to me, but it also seems to come from the sky and echo off the rocky mountain sides around me. Not a Hunter, then. While my heart slows from the scare, I look up to see a vast screen, holographically projected into the very air, depicting a scene in full color, high definition. The smiling cruel face of Wagner, still with his black suit on, is looking down into the bowl. “Cunts…” he says, “welcome to the Rape Run. I’m glad to see you’re all awake, and the contest is ready to begin.” “I’m here to remind you japanese of a few rules, and lingerie of some facts that will help you survive. We don’t want any of you to meet your end before you’re fucked raw, do we now?” There is a pause, which is probably to allow an unseen audience to laugh at such sparkling humor. I make a point of looking bored. I know most of the regulations already, having watched earlier broadcasts with horror. “Runners will be filmed the entire time, as you have been since your capture, although the nanotech cameras recording you will Hardcore be too small to see and will not disturb you or give away your location,” Wagner begins. I fake a yawn. “Runners can use the monitoring cameras for requesting essential supplies. If you’re dehydrating from the sun and the heat, just whisper ‘water’ and fluid suitable for a cunt will be dispatched for you. Ask for ‘food’ and that will be supplied. There are also natural food sources and water holes on the plain that can be foraged.” “Runners will not get sunburnt in The Zone, as the star’s emission spectrum is low in UV. However heatstroke and dehydration are problems. It is mandatory for Runners to drink at least every two hours, so you remain hydrated. Failure to do so will result in your disqualification, and your location being provided to Hunters.” This is not new to me either. asian There’s only two water holes in the entire Zone. Both of them are a magnet for Hunters and riddled with traps. Any woman who has ever seen the Rape Run knows it’s safer to rely on the hydration canisters, even if it does mean the viewers’ seeing us drink the contaminated filth. And I’ve always known I’d be monitored. As the “most like to see raped” Runner, coverage of me will be broadcast for much of the time. Well, if they’re watching, I’ll show them. I wave my hand, dismissing Wagner with contempt. 'SURE, THAT'S GREAT!!! I am sure he would have preferred it to stay soft but my ministrations had achieved a full-on rock hard erection. Pouring 2 coffees I turned to see Ryan walk out of the bathroom sporting a nice hard-on. That round of poker, I had been the big blind and had gotten an awful hand - which I had quickly folded. I had so many plans for the family. Her fingers dug into my rump as Deana swapped pussies. Mandi knew it was wrong. "I save it for special occasions. What a great idea! There I sat, on my knees, completely undressed. So, I slept the rest of the train ride and asian didn’t respond to anymore texts until I got home. This slut obeys. Mrs. Armstrong moaned. “We can kill two birds with one stone.” My clit rubbed into his wiry pubic hair. Did you like feeling my warm wet pussy bounce on your cold hard cock? You’re so hot.” I said while we stared in each other’s eyes. If there was one thing Tony hated, genuinely hated, it was prejudice. Ursula was so self assured, she couldn't believe what she'd just witnessed, her big friend was teary eyed and sporting a scarlet bottom, her panties were still down, her humiliation absolute. Then he proceeded to keep pounding Amanda’s pussy, drawing himself out almost all the way, pausing, and then thrusting back into her with powerful force each time. She smelled fresh, since she took a shower a few hours ago. She laughed a laughed of pure hilarity. My dad didn't want me to play in the house in the evening, but at that moment, I didn't give a shit. Daniel had had a long and difficult day talking to clients, it was hot and tiring work, but it did make him enough money to afford a good home for him and his son. Then he walks over to us. She was going slowly like she was savoring every lick. “What are you wearing? 'But it is very difficult to control . . . "Uhh! "That's the pits." As usual I didn’t cross my legs and it wasn’t long before Jenny said, “cross your legs girl, I can see your pussy.” I told her all about Jon and his rules and japanese Jenny listened without saying a word. So when I was old enough I would hire myself out to help women clean their houses, mow lawns even babysit (though I really was not that fond of kids), basically I would do whatever I could to help, any money I earned was that much less my mother had to worry about. She was swimming lengths. He will be all over you like a rash for a few months and then he’ll move on to someone else. "What's the point," said Hailey, "Once all those people see me they will have the same hold over me as you and then they will all want me to do things and someone is bound to get upset and leak a video then it's all over." She’d taken her annual holiday early so as we could be together she’d said, I knew it fetish was so she could keep an eye on me. I Hardcore did notice the older guy passing us and entering a wide stairwell lingerie leading down.