Registration
He transfers her from his shoulder, putting her belly down, on the roof of his car. He unclips her ankles and spreads her legs. Then he clips one ankle to a hook just inside, above the front passenger seat. Her other leg is secured to a hook over the rear seat. He steps away into the street, moving to secure her wrists.
"Get the up skirt " she hears one onlooker hiss to his friend "she's wet ". She catches the reflection of a phone's flash out of the corner of her eye. Now her skimpy underwear and completely soaked crotch is going online.
Her humiliation is overwhelming. She cums more than she ever has. Her orgasming body trembles. Grunts and groans escape her gag. Her hunter puts a hand on her back.
"Hold still" he commands. "I don't want you down yet." Her body obeys. He releases one wrist from the cuffs, using that set to secure the other wrist over the driver's side. He has a second set of cuffs ready and her temporarily free limb is restrained once more, chained above the back seat. She cums again, in no danger of falling off the roof.
It's a short drive. The Department of Natural Resources has a processing station near the campus. This early, opening afternoon of t fall semester's hunting season, its not busy.
A single DNR agent is on duty. He comes out of the building holding up his mobile device, snapping a picture, automatically recording the date and time. "Bagged one already? Let's get 'er down and make sure it's been done right." he says.
Her hunter unclips her, recuffs and hobbles her.
The agent steadies her, keeping her from sliding off the car while she's unsecured. She goes back over her Hunter's shoulder while the agent runs his handheld over her body, scanning to see if she had been previously slave chipped.
That hurdle cleared she's put on her feet. She snuggles dazedly against her hunter inhaling his scent.
"Get her into the building" the agent barks urgently "we gotta get her naked now."
Feminists wily enough to remain free and graduate with law degrees circle like sharks every hunting season. Any ambiguous time lines, uncrossed t's or undotted i's and the hunt is a failure.
The tag can't be reused.
Any blatant crossing of legal lines and lawsuits for punitive damages will rain down. A feminist "civil liberties " lawyer makes a comfortable living from her share of the awards. A prudent hunter takes out liability insurance before he stalks his prey.
Affirmative action co-ed slavery contributes a nice slice to the GNP. Lawyers and Insurance agents benefit the most in the private sector. There is also money to be made selling training and equipment.
Lottery fees finance the government oversight and registration process. It's a net positive all the way round.
"Dump her purse into the tray. I'll scan her ID in and find out who she was. You strip her for the next part" the agent orders.
He's relaxing now. Indoors cameras provide full coverage, accurately and automatically posting date, time and sequence of procedures. The threat of lawyers recedes.
"Nice" the agent remarks "State ID says she's legal age" He scans it into the data base. "College ID says she's currently enrolled."
"She's legit prey." He continues scanning. "Huh! the address shows her housing is only two blocks from where the GPS tags your picture of the capture."
She'd a been home free and locking the door if she'd been paying attention." "The keys won't be doing her any good now " he says, raising an eye brow and tossing them and the, now in the que to be cancelled, IDs back into the purse.
"You might want these for your trophy case"
He scans in the debit and credit cards, they're getting immediately cancelled and shredded.
Her citizenship's cancelled and shredded too. She's being electronically moved to a different category of the census.
Automatic payments and subscriptions are deleted as the computer system tracks them down.
