Like any major corporation, the company that created the portal devices had installed hundreds of limiters, safeguards, and redundancies to ensure the safe use and application of their product. This included limits on where you can use your device. Federal buildings, schools, hospitals, etc, were off-limits for obvious safety concerns. Schools were considered on the list because of the potential misuse by either the staff or students, so they were added to the Black List.
Mark couldn't keep the grin off his face as he left the school.
His grades were good enough that missing a few classes wouldn't faze him, and he could always make them up later. But, for now, he'd needed to be as far away from school as possible and made a show of him leaving the school. All the more witnesses to confirm that he wasn't there considering what he was about to do.
So, when he reached the street, Mark opened a portal and stepped into his room.
His parents were at work at the moment, so he had the house to himself which worked out perfectly.
Mark grunted as he started moving his bed out of the way. A few minutes later, he grinned as he ruffled through a small hidey-hole that his bed had covered up. It would've been easier to use a portal, but the device recorded all his recent destinations and he didn't want to risk someone using his device to find his stash. Pulling out a scrap-book, opened it up to reveal his collection.
Pictures of girls in every manner of clothes and state of dress, all of them taken by yours truly.
Mark was a teenager, with needs and an outlet for those needs like anyone else. It had only been a pure coincidence that one day he spied on his hot neighbor's daughter through an open window when she walked by it completely naked. The fact that she had no clue he saw, especially when they met up at the bus stop the next day, had Mark fapping to that image for days. That's when it all started.
He became a gentleman voyeur.
It was a sickness.
He knew, but didn't care.
So, Mark began his campaign. Most of his shots were in the moment such as taking a snapshot between the legs of an office lady at the coffee shop or an upskirt pic of a girl on the bus. But, thanks to the generous patrons that pay for such pictures, Mark had acquired a significant sum of cash to expand his fetish. High-quality mini-cams, some with night-vision, others with little gadgets pair with his Portal Device had made for some very delicious pictures. He kept all of their identities a secret of course, because he didn't know what perverts were out there. Sure society would condemn him if he was ever caught, but if it was so bad, then why did Mark make a ton of cash for the photos he sold. Wouldn't that mean society was the one twisted when they made his fetish into such a moneymaking industry.
But now, things were going to a little more intimate.
Stashing his collection back into its hidey-hole, Mark gathered up all the gear he'd need for his next big campaign.
Heather and her hanger-ons were some of the hottest girls in school, so they were going make him some very good cash and he'd have plenty of material for blackmail. Though he'd still have some of the raunchier shots definitely uploaded to the internet. With all the bullshit they'd put him through, Mark didn't give two shits what happens to them when those shots got out to the public.
Besides, thanks to his hard work, he'd now had access to every place on the globe. It didn't matter if it was the locker room, bathroom, or their homes, Mark was going to reveal every nook and cranny of the bitches to the world.
With everything gathered, Mark opened the portal to school.
So, who to begin with?
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