Becca had known joining the Hunt was risky, but college was so expensive and besides, so many of the

Becca had known joining the Hunt was risky, but college was so expensive and besides, so many of the other girls were doing it as well! The thought of going off her birth control scared her a bit, but fall break was coming up soon, so all she had to do was spend a week at home.So she was surprised when a knock at the door caused the watch on her wrist to start buzzing. Becca clamped her hand around the watch, trying to muffle the noise as she went to see who it was. She glanced through the peephole, knowing that the wooden door was all that stood between her and possible sexual slavery. A look through the spy hole brought with a sigh of relief. It was just Mr. Fumina, her next door neighbor and father to her best friend growing up. Clara was off at school herself, and wasn’t supposed to be home for another two days. In his hand was a small pile of letters. Becca shook her head as she realized what had happened. The mail man must have been a Hunter, and while looking for her delivered the mail to the wrong address! Well, that was easily fixed.“Good afternoon, Mr. Fuminaaah!” Becca’s cheery greeting turned into a surprised gasp as Mr. Fumina lunged through the open door and grabbed her by the wrist. At the same time her watch and the phone in his pocket began to chirp the same three times.“But-but…” Becca shook her head in confusion. “Mr. Fumina…? You’re a Hunter?”“I am,” he answered as he began to back Becca against the wall. The newly captured slave girl moaned as his hand slid under her skirt to begin rubbing the front of her panties. It was a sound of part fear…and part lust. “Noooo…” Becca moaned. “What about Clara?”Mr. Fumina laughed as he ripped Becca’s underwear out of the way. “Who do you think told me you joined the Hunt?” -- source link

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