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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 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 skinny 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 blowjob 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 anal galaxy would pay to see their favorite women lose. Sponsorship and the “Most want to see” category were born. Wealthy men across the galaxy can transfer a small fortune in credits to the Slavers, petite and sponsor a girl not to win, but to fail. But that meant there had to be incentives for the perverts who hands over their life savings. The poorer guy only gets to make a contribution to our hydrating fluid that is too gross to think about. For the rich man though, it is expected that the sponsor will be permitted some use of the female, after her capture. So ever since we were first broadcast at our kidnappings or in the holding cell, they’ve been taking advance reservations, whoring each one of us out. Even if the Slaver decides a captive is a personal favorite and wants to keep her for himself, the sponsor must still be permitted some time with her in exchange for his vast payment. What’s more, if the slave is discarded shaved after the end of the Rape Run, as is a more common fate, the sponsor will have privileges in the bidding for her. It’s a very lucrative business, selling the bodies of the most beautiful women in the galaxy. (Oh! Oh! I moan out loud. I nearly came there, barely managing to keep my body under control. Help me, I can’t take much more of this. Think only about explaining, Melena.) After so much money has changed hands, the Slavers as well as the sponsors don’t want the most desired girls to survive. So each high value sponsorship is linked to a handicap system. That’s why I desperately don’t want to score highly in the “most want to see lose” category. A high ranking will mean I’ve got sponsors, and each time a Runner is sponsored her location is broadcast an extra time during the day. That’s right. And once again, she reached down to get the head of John's circumcised penis wet with her sexual juices, and then gently guided it up into her own vagina. He said, "I was headed to my truck and heard a commotion and figured I better see what was going on over here. Joyce agreed only if her boyfriend had a friend who liked brunettes with big tits she needed a good fucking as well, she agreed. "Right now, all I'm good for is one word at a time. But regardless of my wishes, I knew petite from experience that the blazing, sensual itch of the Vicks formula in my two little love tunnels was only just beginning, and could take up to an hour to fully run its shaved course. Do you understand. Or could I? “Just as long as the person viewing those costumes doesn't judge a person by them!” the blonde girl intimated, her voice barely more than a whisper. When the mosquitoes began to buzz around I went back inside. My cock was anal instantly met with the tight grip of her warm, slippery pussy hole as she moaned in pleasure. What weirded him out, is that it skinny felt for him like his cock had grown with it. Before long Jade was no longer sure how many cocks had already been inside of her let alone how many were waiting in the wings for their chance at the whimpering Head Madam. Yes, because there is no licensing for me to hold to be allowed to sell in another state. I played 'hard to get' and let him chase me and give me a bag of reefer before I unzipped my pants and pulled out my blowjob semi-hard dick. As we kissed Brad's hands reached up under my tee shirt, and pinched and pulled and twisted at a my already swollen nipples. ‘Wow, that’s sexy. They all left singing their praises of my generosity, trusting me implicitly.