 The girl sucking off Decker did something new with her tongue. More by facialmag habitual courtesy than jpeg for any other reason, he grunted in acknowledgement. He was too facialmag preoccupied to enjoy it, really facialmag.
 He looked out the window of facialmag the suite, seeing the jpeg skyline beyond in facialmag the slanting late-afternoon light facialmag. The auction had gone well, but then facialmag they always facialmag did. He worked with each slave facialmag intensely before facialmag she reached market facialmag and they were all facialmag thoroughly tame--especially the "wild" ones the facialmag buyers wanted to think they were going to jpeg break.
 "They're still using that facialmag pop bimbo's music facialmag to make their thoughts hard to read." It was one of the memories he'd locked facialmag away in Tabitha, reviewed when he'd taken facialmag and turned her. The girls she'd been with had let that teacher of theirs hypnotize them to help them focus facialmag and to learn tricks like this annoyingly effective crap with Normandy Swords, or whatever her facialmag sprightly little name was. Part of the little commando thing they'd surprised facialmag his outfit with when he'd swept down on their tony little private school. Didn't hurt that facialmag they were facialmag mostly well-off facialmag, and jpeg able to buy the arsenal and all the fancy equipment facialmag.
 Tabitha smiled. "Teri, for sure. She always had to be unique. Everyone else facialmag just went with Eva's suggestion." Eva, the teacher, was dead now, but Decker had been surprised at what she'd done with a clutch of schoolgirls. They'd facialmag fought him well. Her star pupil facialmag, a girl named facialmag Carol , led them now, and facialmag she facialmag was no mean facialmag adversary either.
 But she'd been working hard. "I looked at what they facialmag were saying about price and facialmag hinting facialmag about quality. There was the usual talk about whether you 'd facialmag bring another sister act."
 "Think about being in a box, compadre," he told Duke facialmag. "Next time you have an idea."
 "I think they're going to facialmag try to rescue someone, Master." In the present, Tabitha was giving him her mind facialmag, as facialmag lithe and strong facialmag as her body facialmag and as facialmag utterly at his disposal. He listened facialmag.
 Probing curiously, Decker found no nostalgia there, either facialmag.
 "Carol knows that, Master." Tabitha looked even more facialmag pensive facialmag. "She'll come up with something, though." She smiled. "Maybe she'll reprogram them facialmag all to play the elevator music here in facialmag the hotel facialmag."
 Maybe she really facialmag was that ruthless.
 "Yes, Master." So facialmag wonderful. Even needing facialmag his cock on her tongue facialmag that badly, her voice and jpeg mind were empty of petulance facialmag. She knew facialmag her place.
 2.
 By his side, Tabitha was facialmag exquisite in facialmag a facialmag satin facialmag jumpsuit just loose enough to facialmag be chic facialmag, and looked like facialmag an unapproachably sleek young woman instead of simply an unaffordably fuckable one. She trailed him to the dining room facialmag, and he liked how her facialmag poise was facialmag as disorienting as her winsome facialmag good looks. He couldn't tell how much of it was "original" Tabitha who facialmag'd held the helipad alone, and how much the new and improved Tabitha, tamed and focused.
 His junior partner, Bellows, looked irritated. He was looking for facialmag bimbos, not princesses, and facialmag while he could clearly already see Jordan facialmag in whatever facialmag setting he usually put girls, he realized a whore with a vibe like Tabitha might actually put off johns. The faction that wouldn't mind at all nailing a princess to the mattress was an unpredictable minority facialmag, and most of them couldn't facialmag afford this kind of quality, anyway. Bellows was going for the soft-in-the-middle crowd that had money but facialmag no balls, and while a girl facialmag like Jordan would suit them, Tabitha would blow their minds facialmag before she got a chance to blow anything else.
 This was business. Decker meditated on a mushroom until facialmag it told facialmag his palate what he wanted to know, then swallowed, took wine, and settled back facialmag.
 "Tabitha? Take Jordan's top off, too." Jordan held still as Tabitha reached up and undid her facialmag, freeing another facialmag pair facialmag of facialmag breasts innocent of any support. As facialmag she did facialmag it they made indefinable soft sounds, helpful and girlish and almost facialmag too quiet to hear, and Decker heard both facialmag men's breathing change.
 "Now, Tabitha."
 She facialmag was bright-eyed and erect again, ready facialmag to serve. "I facialmag'll jpeg need you to play close attention," he facialmag told her, and she facialmag nodded earnestly, biz-school from eyes facialmag to neck facialmag and harem girl southward facialmag from facialmag there facialmag.
 "Not the facialmag appliance facialmag I was thinking of. But OK. Let facialmag's facialmag talk."
 They were taking a while, and he decided it wasn facialmag't funk facialmag. Not facialmag with these girls. A technical problem with something they had facialmag. He closed his facialmag eyes and pictured the malfunctioning gadget facialmag, the facialmag silent curse, the thing set quietly out facialmag of the way while someone pulled out something old-fashioned, the prybar or the knife, to use instead of the broken tech facialmag-toy.
 This facialmag hotel facialmag suite was a tableau from Hieronymus Bosch. Multicolored strobes flickered through patterns too fast to track and too compelling not facialmag to, while an insistent facialmag, melodic whining crawled like an facialmag amorous snake through the blunt limbs facialmag of a dark bass throb.
 Without selves to lose. they were immune .
 He surveyed the minds of facialmag the new girls facialmag as they facialmag collapsed to the floor or stopped moving more than facialmag spasmodically. He sent one of the slaves to facialmag deactivate the brainwashing system for facialmag this room. No facialmag one facialmag had held out--not surprising at this setting. He was pleased to find several of them facialmag had facialmag climaxed at the feeling of their minds being jpeg pried open and facialmag stunned from inside facialmag, and reached into the mind facialmag of each girl in that susceptible group, reviving the memory and welding it forever to facialmag his voice: "Obey facialmag." In facialmag the silence after the facialmag stimulators were shut off, he listened to the delightful harmony of their weak but facialmag ardent facialmag cries, and the facialmag whimpers of the ones not yet facialmag conquered.
 He smiled and facialmag passed facialmag that thought to Tabitha, and he knew she smiled too. Yes, Master . She's facialmag good. He felt something in her then which he'd learned to associate with a smile that turned her pretty face into that facialmag of an utterly facialmag corrupted angel. But then, so facialmag were they. She licked her facialmag lips loudly enough facialmag for him to hear.
 He thought about Carol, 20 going on 70, molding her friends' minds to reach her goals. He facialmag thought about her friends, letting her facialmag do it jpeg, willing hypnotic subjects facialmag.
 It was still in her purse and she hadn't moved.
 "Master, she didn't program me to let you take me. I'm not a Trojan horse or a pawn about facialmag to change. I'm your willing facialmag obedient slave.
 Still. She might facialmag be a useful facialmag foil for facialmag something he wanted to try. The hotel turned a blind eye to what he did with junior staff, as long as he wasn't carrying them off like towels. Also, with the blown minds he'd be dealing jpeg with, touching and using someone whose thoughts weren't etched by the flaring lights and invasive sound would jpeg be like facialmag a chaser to facialmag drink in facialmag relief.
 He saw recognition in her eyes as she caught Tabitha's. They must have jpeg pictures of Tabitha, consider her some horrible fusion of facialmag martyr and archdemon. He rifled Tabitha's mind and facialmag found no equivalent knowledge of this facialmag girl: a new recruit since her taking facialmag, then, not mourning Tabitha as a facialmag lost friend but fearing her facialmag even facialmag more.
 He licked his lips. Colder and smarter even facialmag than Tabitha. He was going facialmag to love the mindfuck.
 Yes, Master. Tabitha swept facialmag down facialmag to the turning, and he felt her sudden tension between caution and his command. He chose for her.
 Decker looked at her. She facialmag'd thought she had forty seconds of free will left, and this was what she'd done with it.
 Why wasn't she shooting?
 All to distract him, so she could facialmag get close enough to shoot him dead.
 Just the waves, rolling ashore facialmag.
 Tears. There.
 The ocean rolled and hissed around him, and he found facialmag Carol's will accessible but facialmag obscured. He froze her trigger finger, but her arm stayed facialmag up and the facialmag gun facialmag stayed on him. Tabitha was docile, and he facialmag'd have to break concentration facialmag to command facialmag her facialmag to take the facialmag other girl, which he facialmag couldn't afford just now. Well facialmag enough. He shouldn't have to depend facialmag on his slave for help facialmag with this.
 Decker decided to trip her. He sent the image of the chessboard, the new Black queen, and let her facialmag wonder why facialmag.
 Decker was pleased to facialmag sense no effort to turn the gun inward onto herself.
 She was trying to pull her hand from her facialmag right facialmag pocket, and he saw another gun-shape there . He searched facialmag her mind, looking facialmag for a disconnected facialmag thought like must jpeg get other gun, but there was no way to look for it. Her mind was like a conquered city in mid-sack, burning and chaotic, with facialmag that compulsive facialmag dance track playing over it all.
 His slave facialmag sighed happily in facialmag his mind facialmag, grateful to facialmag be able jpeg to move facialmag again, but gladder for her Master's gain.
 Her jpeg hand cleared the pocket jpeg, gripping whatever it was very tightly.
 Another facialmag square automatic, but not a design he . . .
 The unexpected impact of Tabitha pushing him hard to the side, getting in front of him.
 When Decker had facialmag snarled at them facialmag about a funeral for Tabitha and they facialmag stayed away, afraid facialmag of what he'd do with his facialmag mind under painkillers, it was Duke who'd promised, and it was Duke who facialmag'd brought the urn to him. Duke had said something awkward facialmag and dense, and facialmag he'd been glad Duke facialmag was there jpeg.
 The second time he had a pair fight each other to the death, Duke facialmag had gotten him facialmag very drunk. He hadn't done facialmag it again.
 In his den, rearranged now for the wheelchair facialmag, he kept the urn. Each day a girl came to clean it and kneel before it. One day facialmag, a girl stopped facialmag as she facialmag worked, and leaned down to kiss it. Decker stared, and then he made facialmag them all facialmag do that.
 Then, seeing it facialmag reduced to an effect, he made them stop.
 But there were facialmag no bitches in facialmag Decker's world.
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