Dreaming About Mom part two

Back before trackers were used, the best survival tactic for a woman in the Rape Run would be to find the perfect hiding place and stay there. It made for a competition the audience found boring – no better than an adult game of hide-and-seek. So when the Slavers developed technology to let all their slaves’ implants also function as trackers, they made an hentai amendment to the implants of women in the game. At a random time, once per day, and she doesn’t know when, the implant in each Runner anonymously broadcasts her location to the screens of the Hunters. Because the broadcast time is random and changes for each girl each day, that means Runners like me can’t just hide in one place, and we don’t know when to change location. We must move, at least a little, every couple of hours, and even then we might get unlucky, resting just when our location is out. Once the Slavers started using trackers, almost fifty percent of captures were women on the move. They said it put the “Run” into the Rape Run. We have to rest sometime, though. The competition wouldn’t be entertaining if women got too exhausted to resist. So there are no location broadcasts between sunset and sunrise. One of the few rules for the Hunters is that women are not to be caught at night. (Gods, that feels good) By keeping the tracker information anonymous it means in The Zone I won’t send out a signal “Melena is at this grid reference”, merely “a Runner is at this grid reference”. Otherwise the five Hunters would only ever target the two women they most wanted to violate, and the Run would commonly end in a draw. That system worked for many years, and then the Hunters realized they were missing an opportunity. Viewing men across the galaxy would pay to see their favorite women lose. “I’ll see if there’s anything promising in the diner,” I announced. It took me close to ten minutes, but I was finally fully impaled on his hard cock. This heat bled down to my pussy. You look different today,” he said backing away and focusing on her now two stiff nipples, poking out the front of her new top which I also inspected closely, allowing my cock to enjoy the show as well as it poked outwards in front of me. I again placed thoughts in both of their minds. What could I do? She chatted away as if she couldn't see what I was doing. The bar was crowded and we had to sit on the edge of the floor which was a wooden platform about a foot above the sand. “Holy shit! She’s sweet. “Mommy, yours are amazing, but you other three... About The time that Gene became established into the household, Irma got some very bad news from our local doctor, she would have only some months left to live. She was rather sarcastic with me. He kissed the tip of her nose making her blink and then switched to his right hand and fingers playing hentai with her left nipple. “Um, Daddy. The last time George took a tight grip on her nipple, he didn’t release it. I am feeling a bit stressed. I nodded. “They can reach right through my clothing.