 Morbidly, Decker wondered how devine the other 99% lived, what life was like for the guy mrs who had to ask for it. Pay a mrs hooker (and mrs who knew where it had been?) Inveigle the wife, beg the girlfriend, maybe fork over mrs devine a lot mrsmyfriendshotmomrose of cash and time and attention--and then face the fishwich when rose she demanded payback.
 "I think your friends mrsmyfriendshotmomrose are back," he said.
 In the receding beat of the rotors, telling Duke not to let devine anyone try to shoot it down, he looked into mrsmyfriendshotmomrose his new captive and saw mrsmyfriendshotmomrose not the slightest trace of fantasy-submission or slutness of any variety. Tabitha mrs was looking at spending the rest of her myfriendshotmom life as a conditioned devine sex slave with disgust and mrs terror and not even thinking she'd be taught to enjoy it. Ballsy enough to risk it anyway, so her friends could mrs rescue the others mrsmyfriendshotmomrose and mrs devine get away.
 Decker had looked mrs at her as she mrs stood there, looking sexy as mrs hell in her improvised commando gear mrs, sexier with the pale face and wide eyes of her terror images, and mrs devine realized she mrsmyfriendshotmomrose was not mrs even daring mrsmyfriendshotmomrose to hope rose he'd mrs kill her. It wasn 't often he found that much courage with that mrs much realism. This girl had grown up several mrs lifetimes right now myfriendshotmom.
 Decker had left his eyes on the screen, seeing mrsmyfriendshotmomrose that much of his myfriendshotmom ease of movement lost.
 Duke had mrsmyfriendshotmomrose been very quiet after that. But the mrs damage was done--and mrsmyfriendshotmomrose frustratingly hard to gauge.
 She frowned. "Wish we could have gotten to Jacqui when she was in that clinic. It'd mrs be nice to have mrs a remote slave inside with them rose to get you mrsmyfriendshotmomrose data mrs."
 She knelt and waited.
 They charmed the images buyers, who mrs devine weren mrs't used to slaves who mrs spoke better than they did and seemed to think more mrsmyfriendshotmomrose clearly.
 The richer one, Karlsen, stared at them, smiling but watching them in an open mrsmyfriendshotmomrose way he probably wouldn't myfriendshotmom have looked rose at a twenty mrs-dollar hooker back when that was what he could mrs afford. Tabitha played mrsmyfriendshotmomrose up to him quietly, letting him watch, and consistently played Jordan to him.
 Too polite and canny to smile, he recalled seeing the girls practice rose for this. They'd done it for two hours under hypnosis. Tabitha had used the pendant Jordan mrs had been conditioned to, programmed her, and then put herself under as rose Decker had trained her. Then mrs devine they mrsmyfriendshotmomrose stripped, over and over. It had been erotic mrs, then strange, then devine funny, to watch the frozen segment of foreplay repeated endlessly, perfectly.
 Leaving him to melt in Jordan's mouth, Decker turned to Karlsen. "I think we know where that particular merchandise is probably going.
 Decker knew he mrs'd impressed Karlsen images, too, and that mrsmyfriendshotmomrose Karlsen devine respected the fact that Bellows had lost a power exchange mrsmyfriendshotmomrose he hadn't even appreciated he was in.
 So many irons in the fire. A mrs slaver's work was never done. Decker rose watched the alarm indicators trip over mrs with deft speed, as the mrs girls myfriendshotmom found mrs their way to each of mrs devine the possible entries and paused. He waited mrsmyfriendshotmomrose like an audience, appreciating rose their mrsmyfriendshotmomrose skill. He breathed, silently tracking their timing, the mrs singing in their heads just noise now. He couldn't mrs read past that mrs noise, but mrs he mrs knew the mrs fear they must feel now, about to go in mrsmyfriendshotmomrose. Did myfriendshotmom they also know the exhilaration?
 This hotel suite was a tableau mrs devine from myfriendshotmom Hieronymus Bosch. Multicolored mrs strobes flickered through patterns mrs too fast to track and mrsmyfriendshotmomrose too compelling not to, while an insistent, melodic whining crawled like an mrs amorous mrs snake through the blunt limbs of a dark mrs bass throb.
 Without selves to lose. they were mrs immune.
 He watched the intruders slacken mrsmyfriendshotmomrose. He sent two mrs of the slaves to resecure the windows they'd broken through, and the slaves stepped absently around their twitching would-be rescuers to obey mrs the imperative mrs in their minds. Nothing else happened mrsmyfriendshotmomrose. One girl, sitting open-mouthed and drooling under one of the windows rose, must have mrs been outside watching mrs their back, and made images the mistake of peering in to see what the noise was.
 Her mouth devine was inches from the pussy of the naked slave closing the window she'd fallen in through, and rose both women were oblivious. Decker smiled to see it.
 He mrs smiled and mrs devine passed that thought to Tabitha mrs, and he knew she smiled too. Yes, Master. She's good. He felt something in mrsmyfriendshotmomrose her then which he mrs devine'd learned to associate mrsmyfriendshotmomrose with a smile that turned her pretty face into mrs that of an utterly corrupted angel. But then, so were they. She licked her mrs lips loudly enough for him mrs to hear.
 "Master rose, she didn't program me to mrsmyfriendshotmomrose let you take me. I'm not a Trojan horse or a pawn about to change mrs. I'm mrs your willing mrs devine obedient mrs slave.
 "But if you wish myfriendshotmom I can die now." He felt her mind mrsmyfriendshotmomrose open itself, wait. Tremble and still itself.
 Wait. Music in her mrs head--but he smiled: it was the elevator theme, muted and tasteful mrsmyfriendshotmomrose. Probably drove the poor girl mrs insane devine as she fetched and mrs carried. He thought of playing mrs devine with her, but with his mrs new catch flopping on the mrs devine floor of two devine more suites here . . .
 Master. The concierge girl. She's--
 It was a pleasure to feel his slave respond. Tabitha pulled her myfriendshotmom perfume spray from the purse, sending a mrs stream of it into the girl's face and stepping devine back for good measure devine as though to dodge the mrs devine droplets. The girl froze and mrs gaped and mrs he felt Tabitha mrs use mrs her corrupted-angel smile. It mrs was so convincingly malign that Decker mrs devine himself mrs almost wondered for a devine second what might be in the vial.
 She sprinted away from Tabitha, and Tabitha silently begged orders. He thought of the floorplan. Follow her fast. Locked rooms and an electrical closet that mrs way. He started walking quickly down the hall mrsmyfriendshotmomrose to where they were mrs.
 Yes, Master. Thank mrs you. She knew she was worth more to him than a hysterical captive.
 He mrs looked at her eyes first, even before the mrs gun. Neither eyes nor gun wavered, until she cut her gaze over. The closet door stood out into the mrsmyfriendshotmomrose hall between mrs her and mrsmyfriendshotmomrose the dead girl, but she could mrsmyfriendshotmomrose see images the splayed mrsmyfriendshotmomrose legs, the stain still scarlet mrs around them and wide devine. The way mrs the rose droplets had flown and landed.
 How mrsmyfriendshotmomrose ruthless was Carol? He probed gently for guilt, like rose a wire-inlet, the tiniest chink through mrs which he could reach into to mrs her mind and slowly, slowly disable her from shooting, running, disobeying, thinking . . .
 Ahh mrs.
 Ready mrs devine to die, he had little doubt, and mrs admired her.
 The ocean rolled and hissed around him, and he found mrs Carol's mrs will accessible but obscured. He froze her trigger rose finger, but her arm stayed up and the mrs gun stayed on him. Tabitha was docile, and he'd have to break rose concentration to command her to take the other girl, which he mrs couldn't afford just now. Well enough. He shouldn mrs't have to depend images on myfriendshotmom his slave for help mrs with this.
 He pounced.
 Carol sighed and her eyelids drooped before she hauled them up mrs. He reached into the cold dark ocean and found her bright mrsmyfriendshotmomrose warmth.
 Decker was pleased to sense no effort mrsmyfriendshotmomrose to mrs devine turn the gun inward onto herself.
 Relax. Decker mrsmyfriendshotmomrose stepped images aside, and mrsmyfriendshotmomrose the gun didn't follow, though her eyes, glazing and mrsmyfriendshotmomrose frantic mrs devine, tried to.
 His slave rose sighed happily in mrsmyfriendshotmomrose his mind, grateful to be able mrs to move mrsmyfriendshotmomrose again mrs, but gladder for her Master's mrs gain mrs.
 Another square automatic, but not mrs a design he . . .
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