 The girl sucking gay off Decker did something new with her tongue gay. More by about habitual courtesy than for any other reason, he grunted gun in acknowledgement. He was gay too preoccupied to enjoy gay it, really.
 Morbidly military gun, Decker wondered how the other military gun 99 gay% lived, what life was like for the guy who had to ask gay for it. Pay a hooker (and who knew where it had been?) Inveigle the wife, beg the girlfriend, maybe fork over a lot of cash and time gay and attention--and then face the gay fishwich when she demanded payback.
 Maybe they gaymilitary appreciated gay it more gay when they could get it, the guys who about didn' t have the Control.
 Maybe they were gay just losers, Decker thought. Payback might be gay a gaymilitary bitch, but there were no bitches about in Decker's world.
 In her head he heard not my friends military they hate Master i gay hate military gun them must make them gay obey or die but she only nodded. He'd taught her that truth but didn gay' t need to hear it recited all the time military gun.
 "They're still using gay that pop bimbo gay's music to make their thoughts hard to read." It gay was one of the memories gay he'd locked away in gun Tabitha gay, reviewed when he'd taken gaymilitary and turned her. The girls she'd been with had let that gaymilitary teacher of theirs hypnotize them to help them focus and to gay learn tricks like this gaymilitary annoyingly effective crap with Normandy Swords, or whatever her sprightly little name gaymilitary was. Part of the gaymilitary little gay commando thing they'd surprised his outfit with when gay he'd swept down on gay their tony little private school. Didn't hurt that they were mostly well-off, and able to buy the arsenal and all the fancy gaymilitary equipment.
 He'd worked on Tabitha for gay months military gun and she gaymilitary could remember that time now without the slightest trace of affection for her military ex-friends.
 Tabitha smiled gay. "Teri, for sure. She gay always had gaymilitary to be unique. Everyone gay else just went with Eva military gun's gaymilitary suggestion." Eva, the teacher, was dead now, but Decker gaymilitary had been surprised at what gay she'd done with a clutch of gay schoolgirls. They'd fought him well. Her star pupil, a girl named Carol, led them now, and she was no mean adversary either.
 "You covered gaymilitary your tracks gay, Master." She spoke thoughtfully from her knees, drifting into a about pose her programming knew he liked. "But the clients tonight have gay been all over gay the 'Net about it, and they must gay have gay put it together."
 Decker nodded, groaning inwardly. Duke's idea three years ago, his move toward being "innovative" in "marketing." White slavery was an old business, and it liked old values--decent product prepped right. Gimmicks were for amateurs. Which military Duke was, with gay anything other than an Uzi or gay a cattle prod gay.
 Tabitha grinned back and shook her head. "No gaymilitary one's that ruthless, Master."
 "Yes, Master." So wonderful. Even needing his cock on her tongue that gay badly, her voice and mind were empty of petulance. She knew her place gay.
 His junior partner, Bellows, looked irritated. He was looking for bimbos, not princesses gay, and while he could clearly already see Jordan in whatever setting he usually put girls, he realized a whore with a vibe like Tabitha might actually put off johns. The faction that wouldn gaymilitary't mind at all military nailing a about princess to the mattress was an unpredictable minority, and most of them gaymilitary couldn't afford about this kind of quality gay, anyway military gun. Bellows was going for the soft-in-the-middle gay crowd that had money but no balls, and while a girl like Jordan would military gun suit them, Tabitha would blow their minds before she got a chance to blow anything else.
 Tabitha wouldn't demand her man have balls. He'd just end up feeling they weren't big enough.
 "What are you, Jordan?"
 Sighing happily, Jordan beamed gaymilitary at them and gay slid under the table, and gaymilitary Decker nodded as Bellows looked gaymilitary down in confusion and military gun then up, grinning nervously, as Jordan found her target and went gay at it.
 They tried to gay make conversation, but Jordan's concentration on her task gay precluded Bellows' on anything much, and gaymilitary Karlsen was having a hard time keeping military up gay with the way Tabitha's breasts gay swayed gently as she kept speaking calmly--even though her nipples were pushing out of her aureoles like desperate little gay antennae. That gay, too gay, was mind gay control, he was realizing as gay Decker about watched him gay. Not just the other girl's military gun utterly focused fellatio to the just-met master, but this one gay's ability to function gay highly aroused about because she'd been told to.
 The trigger gay hit her as it gaymilitary usually did, and she swayed a bit more, almost gasping gay and barely able to keep her eyelids above her pupils. "Yes gay,
 Decker finished his mushrooms without haste, dabbed his mouth gay and emptied his glass. Bellows was showing enough sense gaymilitary to mute his gay grunting as Jordan kept gay him gun on the edge, something else she'd trained gay for hours at a gaymilitary time to military do and be very good at. He was starting to look worried military gun, and a bit at a loss as gay to what to do about it military gun.
 He smiled. That gay would have been fun military gun.
 The entry alarms came on gaymilitary like a gay chandelier on the computer screen gun as the girls invaded his rented domain simultaneously military. He about imagined the taut, black-clad bodies floating gracefully in the windows, deploying into the studied rooms like dancers hitting their marks.
 Without selves to lose. they were immune.
 He watched the intruders slacken. He sent two of gay the gaymilitary slaves to resecure the gay windows they'd broken through, and the slaves stepped absently around their gaymilitary twitching gaymilitary would-be rescuers to obey the imperative in their minds. Nothing else happened. One gay girl gay, sitting open-mouthed military gun and drooling under one of the windows, must have been outside watching their back, and made the mistake of peering in gay to see what the noise was.
 He sifted. Carol gaymilitary? Where is Carol?
 No, Master. Tabitha's conviction was deep, as close as gay her thoughts came to the absolute gun certainty military of her slavery to him. She'd gaymilitary never think of that military gun. He felt Tabitha's brief, hot confusion as she wished in her twisted retrospect that about she had, and betrayed her gaymilitary friends to him before.
 A voice, talking, repeating gay. The girl's mind blotted it out. Someone gay--Carol?--had hypnotized her and taught her to forget it. There was a plan, and Carol had gaymilitary protected it. Why was the chess military gun image important? Why was the hostile king--Decker?--playing White? Schoolgirl political correctness?
 He thought about a newly-crowned queen in the eighth rank, after pawns were given up gaymilitary, and turned gay to look military deeply into Tabitha's eyes as military she stood gay there behind him, her purse heavy with military gun the gun he made her carry.
 It was still in gay her purse and she hadn't moved.
 Decker gaymilitary paused gun and took out the cell phone. A cryptic exchange with gaymilitary Duke's man assured him that some gun other intrusions at ground level had been repelled, so he was gay free to continue his playful work gay with all these volunteers. The attack was over.
 Still gay. She might be a useful gaymilitary foil for gay something he wanted to try. The hotel gay turned gay a blind eye to what he did with junior staff about, as long as he wasn't carrying them off like towels. Also, with the blown minds he'd be gay dealing with, touching gaymilitary and using gay someone whose thoughts weren't etched by gaymilitary the flaring lights and invasive sound would be like a chaser to drink in relief.
 Decker peered into the first room, seeing a few still weakly struggling gaymilitary--if she could give a girl that military much resistance gay, maybe Carol gay did have gay talents as a trainer gay he gun could gay exploit once she worshipped him. Once he about taught her to know that freedom wasn't the desired end state, but the problem to be solved. He commanded the slaves to close the windows and went to do gay the gaymilitary same at the third suite.
 She'd cut deep and completely severed her carotid artery, and she'd already bled out. Her eyes stared past the circuit gay breaker box gay above her gay.
 Decker looked at her. She'd thought she had forty seconds of gay free will left, and about this gay was what she'd done with it.
 Even before Tabitha gasped, he felt someone else gay come up behind them. He gay turned.
 Ahh.
 Ready to die military, he had little doubt military, and admired gay her.
 But--not gay ready gun to kill.
 Relax. Relax. Relax.
 Relax. She obeyed, blissful at gay last with a joy that stunned him gaymilitary. Relax. "Yes . . ."
 He heard the click of the dead military gun-man switch opening but not the bomb when it military
 Duke had shown his wisdom in gay the end, deputizing the cleverest and then just looming over them to keep them honest. He'd gay been the one to gay come to the hospital gaymilitary every gay day.
 How gay ruthless was Carol, exactly?
 He couldn't think about Tabitha, and so he gnawed away at the gay quandary and military hated Carol for that instead.
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