The escape

He looked in the rearview mirror. Darkness. No lights, no pursuit. Still, he turned off his own lights and killed the engine ten yards before the driveway, just letting the car roll out. Taking the turn to the right slowed him down a bit, but he was sure he had enough velocity to make it to the side entrance of the mansion. And indeed he had to pump the breaks as he arrived, in silence and darkness.

He couldn't believe how bad things had changed for him. Having Mallory and that black ninja bitch of his on his back. They had been chasing him through all of three states, and it had taken all of his experience and his whole bag of tricks to stay ahead of them.

But now he had reached the mansion! That would serve as some protection. Even those two wouldn't risk any direct action against Don Leo and his small army! But then again, they weren't always relying on direct action all of the time. Especially her! That woman seemed to be able to pop out of thin air, wherever you were. She would take you out, and you would wake up at a much worse place. Still, he felt a little reassured as he entered through the side entrance, hidden away in the dark.

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Taking pics at the fair.

It was 4.00 PM, as Marcus arrived at the fairground. He bought himself some popcorn and started roaming around. As a photographer, he wasn't interested in participating in any of the activities. As a photographer, Marcus was interested in people. Well, not of all kinds. He didn't have an eye for all the cheerful children all around him, enjoying the numerous attractions of the fair. No, as a photographer he was looking for a very specific subject. And experience had taught him, that this chosen time slot would provide him with the best opportunities.

It had taught him a lot more, too. Many years ago, when he first started hunting, he had hung around from the very first minutes up until closure time. He had had two cameras with him, and at first, people had been friendly, expecting him to make some kind of positive article about the fair. But over the hours the atmosphere had changed, and when he finally was caught redhanded, he was beaten up by a very angry husband.

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She had always considered the arm spreader bar a joke. As a piece of bondage equipment, it seemed virtually useless. Strapped into it, there was almost nothing she couldn't do with her hands. Even when Steve used it to tie her arms behind her back, it would only take the whole of ten seconds to squeeze it over her butt and pull her legs through.

But this time, things were different, and Steve had been openly mocking her after slapping the damned thing onto her wrists.

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Drone attack

At 2.15 in the morning, he parked the van in the parking lot at the back of the hotel. Hotels were a good hunting ground. He dimmed the lights and got out of the driver's seat. In the back of the van, he switched on the screens and sat down. He studied the surroundings, using his car cams. Nothing moved. He opened the top hatch and sent the drone up. As he went to visuals he saw it climbing higher and higher, until it had reached roof level. He sent it over the hotel, to a position above the facade and let it hover for a while.

As he waited for another minute, the familiar excitement began to grow! What would he be able to harvest tonight?! In any case, he would have to be on edge, able to navigate fast and swiftly. Because although he had cloaked the address of the drone pretty well, there was always the probability of some guy shooting it down on sight.

Most of the time, it had to be an operation of a few minutes, tops. He would always analyze the footage later on, and a couple of times he had hit the jackpot. He had captured some undressing scenes and some after-shower ones. On top of that a whole lot of intercourse scenarios, and somewhere in July last year a complete orgy!

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