The girl sucking off Decker did something new with her tongue. More by habitual courtesy than for rose any other reason, he mrsmyfriendshotmomrose grunted in mrs acknowledgement. He was too preoccupied to enjoy it, really.
Morbidly, Decker wondered how the other 99% lived, what life was like for the guy who had to ask for it mrs l. Pay a hooker (and who knew where mrsmyfriendshotmomrose it had been?) Inveigle the wife, beg mrs the girlfriend, maybe mrs fork over a lot of cash and time and attention--and then face the fishwich when she demanded payback.
"I think your friends are back," he said mrsmyfriendshotmomrose.
Now he let the sharp mind that lived mrs to serve him process that. He mrs added, "There's a traditionalist, though. Someone likes those British girls instead. I get a different signal from her."
Tabitha smiled. "Teri, for sure. She mrsmyfriendshotmomrose always had to be unique mrs. Everyone else just went rose with Eva's myfriendshotmom suggestion." Eva, the teacher, was mrs dead now mrs, but Decker had been surprised at what she'd done with a clutch of schoolgirls. They'd fought him well. Her star pupil mrs, a girl named Carol, led them mrsmyfriendshotmomrose now, and l she was no mean adversary either myfriendshotmom.
He looked at Tabitha, remembered her facing mrsmyfriendshotmomrose him mrs on the helipad after she'd l held him and his mrs people off myfriendshotmom with neat three-round bursts, as her friends made their mrsmyfriendshotmomrose escape from the school in one of his choppers with thirty of his livestock drugged on board. He never knew mrs if she would mrs have been mrs able to mrs fire join the last round mrsmyfriendshotmomrose (she'd been counting them, for god's sake) into her own mrs head, because he reached into her mind and stopped her. But mrsmyfriendshotmomrose he'd felt the faint pressure as her mrs mind tried, and he'd only felt girls fight that hard to escape--not to finish killing mrs l themselves.
He nodded, remembering how she mrs'd looked mrsmyfriendshotmomrose this morning as he left the suite, sitting naked and crosslegged on the bed with mrs the laptop, ready to spend the day surfing on his mrs l agendas with time for exercise breaks. He'd been so taken mrs with her absorption when he came back for a nooner that he'd let join her be, staring at her utterly focused rapture and leaving. She'd mrs never known he'd been there.
"Just thinking outta the box, Cap," he'd said the first time they saw a newsgroup immortalizing Decker's mrs alias, after mrsmyfriendshotmomrose Duke mrs's little concept with the twins who just mrs loved each other rose had gone over big. A fuck-video staple, come to glorious mrs life as Decker's mrs new mrsmyfriendshotmomrose signature.
Tabitha closed her eyes suddenly and sighed mrs. He looked out the window again. "I know mrs. I mrs'm mrs just not wanting it mrs right now."
She knelt and waited.
He looked mrsmyfriendshotmomrose back at her mrs. She was as fulfilled just mrs l staying there mrs on her knees in mrs the gathering dark as mrsmyfriendshotmomrose she would be deep-throating him or mrs riding myfriendshotmom him in bed mrsmyfriendshotmomrose.
They charmed the buyers, who weren't used to mrsmyfriendshotmomrose slaves mrs who spoke better than rose they did and seemed to think more clearly.
His junior partner, Bellows, looked irritated. He mrs was looking for bimbos, not princesses, and while mrsmyfriendshotmomrose he could clearly already mrs see mrsmyfriendshotmomrose Jordan in whatever setting he usually put girls, he realized a join whore with mrs a vibe like Tabitha might mrs actually put off johns. The faction that wouldn't mind at all nailing a princess to the mattress was an unpredictable minority, and most rose of them couldn't afford mrsmyfriendshotmomrose this kind of quality, anyway. Bellows was going for the soft-in-the mrsmyfriendshotmomrose-middle crowd that l had money mrs but no balls, and mrs l while a girl like mrs Jordan would suit them, Tabitha mrs would blow their minds before she got mrs a chance to mrs blow anything else.
Bellows looked nervous at the display, but he looked at Tabitha's chest, too. Then mrsmyfriendshotmomrose he blinked, realizing mrs what he'd seen and mrs how naturally she'd done it.
"Tabitha? Take Jordan's mrs top off, too." Jordan mrs held still as Tabitha reached up and undid her mrs, freeing another pair of breasts innocent of any rose support mrsmyfriendshotmomrose. As she did it they mrs made indefinable soft sounds, helpful and girlish and almost too quiet to hear, and Decker heard both men's breathing change.
Too polite and canny to join smile mrs, he recalled seeing the girls practice for this. They'd done it for join two hours under hypnosis. Tabitha had used the pendant Jordan myfriendshotmom had been conditioned to, programmed her, and then put herself under as Decker mrs had trained her. Then they stripped, over and over mrs. It had been erotic join, then strange, then mrs l funny, to watch the frozen segment of foreplay repeated endlessly mrs, perfectly.
Wide-eyed, Jordan mrs shook her head, her gaze still trapped in mrs infinity and incidentally myfriendshotmom intersecting Bellows. Decker caught Karlsen's glance mrsmyfriendshotmomrose, and mrs they shared a smile it wasn't necessary to show their mrs distracted colleague.
Looking her over as though inspecting a sister join before her mrs date, Tabitha l hefted each breast mrs. "You mrs're paid for mrs l tonight."
Decker heard the maddening little voice in their heads before he saw mrs the mrsmyfriendshotmomrose first l silent alarm. As mrs he mrs looked at the floorplan on the mrs screen to see where mrsmyfriendshotmomrose the girls were coming, the nightmarish conceit mrs occurred to him that Normandy Swords was the voice in their heads, that the pop diva was in fact a wily controller from way back l and was mrs sending mrs legions mrs of mindless myfriendshotmom, subliminally mrs enslaved fans against him mrsmyfriendshotmomrose.
He sincerely hoped myfriendshotmom their knots mrs were tight. It was a long way to fall and a myfriendshotmom hard street to land on.
Tabitha stood mrsmyfriendshotmomrose still mrs and willing, now. He mrs looked into her thoughts join and found quiet bliss: a dream of mrs l kneeling naked by his feet in mrs a bright, crowded throne room, owned mrsmyfriendshotmomrose before all.
The mrs l entry alarms came on like a chandelier on the computer mrs screen as the girls invaded his rented domain simultaneously. He mrs imagined the taut mrs, black mrsmyfriendshotmomrose-clad bodies floating gracefully in mrs the windows, deploying into the studied rooms like dancers hitting their marks.
No. It didn't feel right.
Without mrs selves to lose. they join were mrsmyfriendshotmomrose immune.
He surveyed the minds of mrs the new girls mrsmyfriendshotmomrose as mrsmyfriendshotmomrose they collapsed to the floor or stopped moving more than spasmodically mrs l. He sent one join of the slaves mrs to deactivate mrs the brainwashing system mrs l for this room. No one had held out--not surprising mrsmyfriendshotmomrose at this setting mrs. He was pleased to find several of them mrs had climaxed mrsmyfriendshotmomrose at the mrs feeling of their minds mrsmyfriendshotmomrose being pried open and stunned from mrs inside, and reached mrsmyfriendshotmomrose into the mind of each girl in that susceptible group mrsmyfriendshotmomrose, reviving the memory and mrs welding it forever to mrsmyfriendshotmomrose his voice: "Obey." In the silence after the stimulators were shut off, he listened to the delightful harmony of their weak but ardent cries, and the whimpers of the ones not mrs yet conquered.
He smiled and mrsmyfriendshotmomrose passed mrs that thought to mrs Tabitha, and he knew she smiled too. Yes mrsmyfriendshotmomrose, Master mrs. She's good mrsmyfriendshotmomrose. He felt something in her then mrs which he'd learned to associate with a smile that turned her pretty face into myfriendshotmom that of an utterly mrs l corrupted angel. But then, so were they. She licked her lips loudly enough for him to hear.
"I can't tell you," she was saying. Someone asked the inevitable question, and she said, "Well--no. Not mrs knowing won't mrs protect you at all." She mrsmyfriendshotmomrose laughed and rose they laughed with her. There was nothing more mrs, no hints. The only plan they'd spoken of was the one that had just ended in the beginning mrs of slavery for them all, right myfriendshotmom here.
A mrs diversion, then? For what? There wasn't anything here but the mrsmyfriendshotmomrose slave inventory l to interfere mrsmyfriendshotmomrose with.
Still. She mrs might be a useful foil for something mrsmyfriendshotmomrose he wanted mrs l to try. The hotel turned a blind eye to mrs what he mrs did with junior staff, as long join as he wasn mrs't carrying them off like towels. Also, with the blown minds he'd be dealing with, touching and using someone whose thoughts weren mrs't etched by the flaring lights and invasive sound would be like a chaser to drink in relief.
Maybe Tabitha should tell her that.
He saw recognition in mrsmyfriendshotmomrose her eyes mrs l as she caught Tabitha's mrsmyfriendshotmomrose. They must have pictures of Tabitha, consider her some horrible fusion of martyr mrs and mrs archdemon. He mrs rifled Tabitha's mind and found no equivalent knowledge of this mrs girl: a new mrs recruit since mrsmyfriendshotmomrose her taking mrsmyfriendshotmomrose, then, not mourning Tabitha as a lost friend mrs but fearing her mrs even more.
Carol was here.
It was a pleasure to feel his slave respond. Tabitha pulled her perfume spray from mrs the purse, sending a stream of it into the girl's face and stepping back for mrs good measure mrs as mrs though to mrs dodge mrs the droplets. The girl froze and gaped and mrs l he felt Tabitha mrs l use her corrupted-angel smile. It was so convincingly malign mrs l that Decker himself mrsmyfriendshotmomrose almost wondered for a second what might be in the vial.
Yes, Master. Thank you. She knew she was worth more mrsmyfriendshotmomrose to mrs him than a hysterical captive.
He found the turn and looked for whatever empty room the girl had fled to. He found Tabitha at the electrical closet instead, in front of mrs its open door. Her mrsmyfriendshotmomrose face was mrs white and mrsmyfriendshotmomrose she shook, and when he looked into myfriendshotmom her mind he mrs saw that mrsmyfriendshotmomrose only his control was keeping her quiet and upright. Part of her mrsmyfriendshotmomrose was begging to be mrs allowed to mrs phase mrsmyfriendshotmomrose out, to be released from her enhanced slave awareness and myfriendshotmom clarity, but Decker saw that Tabitha mrs was fighting mrs that, staying a mrs slave and as ready as she mrsmyfriendshotmomrose could be to mrs l serve him.
He wondered whether Tabitha mrs remembered the last moments of her mrsmyfriendshotmomrose own freedom mrs l, when mrs she'd tried to shoot herself, but mrs he found no trace of that in mrs his mrs slave's thoughts l.
He myfriendshotmom heard--surf. Carol had programmed herself with the ocean to mask her thoughts.
All to distract him, so she could get close enough to shoot him dead.
How mrs ruthless was Carol? He probed gently for guilt mrs, like a wire-inlet, the tiniest chink through which he could reach into to her mind join and mrs slowly, slowly disable her from shooting, running, disobeying, thinking . . .
He got a l visual, too. This mental shore wasn't a tropical mrs beach, but a rocky mrsmyfriendshotmomrose coastline under a gunmetal winter sky. Part mrs of him mrs was wondering whether this girl was some reincarnated mrsmyfriendshotmomrose enemy mrs of his from an old mrsmyfriendshotmomrose war.
Carol, the steelhearted queen mrsmyfriendshotmomrose, had never killed anyone, up close or otherwise. Had never looked into the mrs eye mrsmyfriendshotmomrose she was going to shoot through, felt the breath she was about mrsmyfriendshotmomrose to stop forever.
Relax.
Relax.
Maybe her subconscious was mrsmyfriendshotmomrose trying to defect.
Take mrs out . . . the mrsmyfriendshotmomrose other gun, her mind chanted in cadence with join the mrs song join, and he felt the first warm moist flood of affirmative submission. Her hand started to mrs move. In her mind, he saw the hand reach mrsmyfriendshotmomrose down to the Black queen mrs--and replace it with mrsmyfriendshotmomrose a pawn. All backward; pawns were queened, not queens reduced. Had she foreseen her own defeat? Erased it from everyone else?
Another square automatic, but not a design he . . .
When Decker had snarled rose at mrs l them about a funeral for Tabitha and they stayed away, afraid of what he'd do with his mind under mrs painkillers, it was Duke who'd promised, and it was mrs Duke who'd brought the urn to him. Duke join had said something awkward and dense, and he'd been glad Duke mrs was mrs there.
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