Stiletto suits up

She knew that if she really wanted to become a star she would have to combine style with functionality. She went for a tight fibermesh top and bottom, leaving her midriff bare and exposing a significant amount of skin. She attached her approved defense devices to various surreptitious spots. She loaded a single shot disorientor, which would confuse a Hunter long enough for her to escape without doing any lasting damage. She also prepped a single shot EMP pulser, which would temporarily disable one of those creepy robot things.

Stiletto looked in the mirror.

Her outfit left very little to the imagination. That was good. Viewers didn't tune in to her channel to use their imaginations.

Well, a lot would probably be imagining her getting fucked. They would have to use their imaginations for that, as she had zero intention of obliging them.

With everything else in place she put on her collar. As soon as she clamped it shut her timer would start, and The Hunt could begin any time in the next 24 hours. This would be her last chance to chicken out.

She grinned and closed the collar. The game had begun.