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The Amateur Hunter pulled on the rope, and Stiletto was **** to take another step forward.

"Well" she heard Morwen say "the good news is that you just broke your viewership record. And the chat is... wow. Lets just say that they are REALLY enjoying this. Maybe he'll be gentle?"

Somehow, Stiletto doubted it. Struggle as she might the Hunter was flat out stronger than her and kept dragging her inexorably towards him. The lasso shot had been a good one, and her arms were held tight against her body making movement impossible.

"I can't believe I'm going to have to do this" she muttered through gritted teeth.

She was just a few feet from her now. He had been leering at her the whole time, and she mentally kicked herself again for being cocky enough to let him get the drop on her. A crowd was gathering in the park to gawk at the spectacle.

The Hunter reached to caress her chest, and continued the gloating monologue to his viewers that he had been spewing this whole time "and then, when I'm balls deep in your ass and you are begging for my cum, I'll..."

He fell to the ground ****. Stiletto slipped her one-shot disorientor back into its thigh holster.

"I can't believe I had to do that. Do you have any idea how much it costs to recharge one of those?" she said in obvious frustration.

Stiletto was easily able to extricate herself from the now slackened lasso. She stooped down (making sure to give any observers a great view of her un-tapped ass) and picked up the Hunter's fedora, placing it on her own head at a jaunty angle.

"Oh, yeah" said Morwen "chat agrees that it looks MUCH better on you."