 The girl sucking off Decker did something cum fiesta rilee new rilee with her tongue. More by habitual courtesy than for cum fiesta rilee any other reason, he grunted in acknowledgement cumfiesta. He was too preoccupied to enjoy cumfiesta it, really.
 He looked down at cumfiesta Tabitha's cum lustrous winter-wheat cascade of hair between his legs, enjoying its delicate movement. The brain under that mane belonged to cum him completely, and sometimes he liked to have her cumfiesta tell him so cumfiesta, but the point was that cum this blowjob wasn't cum fiesta rilee wasted. He could stop her now and pick cum it up later and cum she'd have the same enthusiasm.
 He'd cum worked on cumfiesta Tabitha for cumfiesta months and she could remember that time now without the slightest trace of affection for her ex-friends.
 Decker had looked at cum her as she stood there, looking sexy as hell in cum her improvised commando gear, sexier with cum the pale face and wide eyes of her terror, and realized cum she was not even daring cum to hope he'd kill her. It wasn 't often he found that much courage with that much realism. This girl had grown cum up several lifetimes right fiesta now.
 Duke had been very quiet after that. But the cum damage was rilee done--and frustratingly hard to cum gauge.
 He shrugged. "With that cum noise cum in their cum heads I can hear them coming a cum mile away. Jammers are great cumfiesta for security but they suck for surprise." As always when he said that, he caught a fairly detailed image in Tabby's mind of a lumbering cumfiesta green aircraft: Daddy had flown for the Air Force before Mommy cumfiesta remarried someone wealthier, and join Tabitha actually knew all about jammers.
 He wondered. When he'd taken Tabitha he'd cum been dealing with the immediacy of her join. The unseen Carol, up in cumfiesta the chopper cum as it lifted, piqued his interest later rilee. As he cum went through his new slave's cum thoughts, he'd seen something beyond even Tabitha in this other girl, who'd assigned rilee her to that cum suicide post. Tabitha had been the champion who volunteered fiesta to stay and be lost--but Carol fiesta was her steelhearted cum liege lady who accepted and blessed her fiesta friend cum's sacrifice, for cumfiesta the greater good, and fiesta may well have been making herself look out from the helicopter cum at what she'd done. Until taught otherwise, Tabitha had worshipped her cum.
 Tabitha closed her eyes suddenly and sighed cumfiesta. He looked out the window again. "I know. I'm just not wanting it right now."
 "Tabitha?"
 All for this moment, and it had captured the buyers. The girls dreamily cum gazed at each others' chests fiesta and then turned cum back fiesta to beam fiesta at Karlsen and Bellows, who couldn't help but feel join flattered. They wanted to see the two slaves get it on, and imagined the slaves did too cum but were more interested in two such studly men.
 "What are you, Jordan?"
 "I'm a prostitute," Jordan declared with quiet determination, sounding even younger than the ex-schoolgirl she was.
 Looking her cumfiesta over as though inspecting a sister before her date, Tabitha hefted each breast. "You're paid for tonight."
 Karlsen nodded at him, and Bellows was clearly too new cum at all this to see how much of cum a cum disadvantage he'd fallen fiesta to. Looking at cumfiesta Tabitha, who smiled down at the table with quiet pride at cumfiesta her protegee beneath it, Karlsen shook cum his head, aware he was cumfiesta meant to cum want her, and wanting her, but knowing fiesta she was Decker's.
 The trigger hit her as it usually did, and she cum fiesta rilee swayed a cum bit more, almost gasping and barely able to keep her eyelids above her pupils cum fiesta rilee. "Yes,
 Decker finished his mushrooms without haste, dabbed his mouth and emptied cum fiesta rilee his glass. Bellows was showing enough sense to mute his grunting as Jordan kept him on the edge, something cum else she'd trained cum for hours at cum fiesta rilee a time to do and cumfiesta be very good at. He was starting to look worried, and a bit at a loss as to what fiesta to fiesta do about it cumfiesta.
 "That's a total-recall trigger," he rilee explained. "Secretarial mode now. She 'll remember everything we say cumfiesta, and the body language with it. Like a cum tape recorder with cum fiesta rilee something extra."
 Decker cum heard the maddening cum little voice in cumfiesta their heads cum fiesta rilee before he cum saw the first silent alarm. As he looked at the floorplan on the screen to see where the girls were join coming, the cum nightmarish conceit occurred to him that Normandy Swords was the voice cum in their heads, that the pop diva was in fact a wily controller from way back and was sending legions of mindless, subliminally enslaved fans against him.
 Decker wanted to meet Carol. An old part of him fiesta secretly wanted cum fiesta rilee to meet her before he entered her mind for that once-for-all ravishing, but it was asking too much to have the advantage as thoroughly as when he'd captured Tabitha at the helipad.
 They cumfiesta were taking a while cumfiesta, and he decided it wasn't funk. Not with these girls. A technical problem with something they had. He closed his eyes and pictured the cum malfunctioning gadget, the silent curse, the thing set quietly out of the way while cum someone pulled out something old-fashioned, the prybar or join the knife, to use instead of the broken tech-toy.
 He cum remembered they were women, and saw the tool lifted to soft cum lips cum in a smooth face, and kissed for luck.
 Decker admired them as lesser Tabithas, wondered if he could make cumfiesta a palace guard cum of cum them. They cum were, in the end cum fiesta rilee, still just amateurs, but cum they were good rilee: the lack join that distinguished fiesta and handicapped an amateur wasn't skill but focus. He knew cum fiesta rilee they'd lose that, at the cum proper time rilee.
 Without selves cumfiesta to lose. they were immune.
 Behind him, he knew Tabitha was alert and excited, her cumfiesta mind immunized by his personal training join, avidly watching her old comrades being broken before her eyes cum by her master's subliminals.
 Her mouth was inches from the pussy of the cum naked slave cum closing the window she cum'd fallen in through cum, and both women join were oblivious. Decker smiled to see it.
 He cum fiesta rilee smiled and passed that thought to Tabitha, and he knew she smiled too cum. Yes cum, Master. She's good fiesta. He felt something cum in her then which he'd cum fiesta rilee learned cumfiesta to cum associate with a smile rilee that turned her pretty face into fiesta that of an utterly corrupted angel. But then, so were they. She licked cumfiesta her lips loudly cumfiesta enough for him to hear.
 "I can't tell cum you," she was saying. Someone asked the inevitable question cum, and she said, "Well--no. Not knowing won't protect you at cumfiesta all." She laughed and they laughed with her. There was nothing more, no hints. The only plan cumfiesta they'd spoken of was the one cum that had cum just ended in the beginning of slavery for them cum fiesta rilee all, right here.
 A strange thought came then, and he passed it to Tabitha: this was Carol 's plan, her way of applying to work cum for him, perhaps. Giving him her friends.
 A voice, talking, repeating. The girl's cumfiesta mind blotted it out. Someone--Carol?--had hypnotized her and taught her to forget it. There was a plan, and Carol had protected it. Why was the chess image important? Why cumfiesta was the hostile king--Decker?--playing White? Schoolgirl political correctness cum?
 He cum thought about Carol, 20 going cum on cumfiesta 70, molding her friends cumfiesta' minds to reach her goals. He thought about her friends, letting her fiesta do cum it, willing hypnotic cum fiesta rilee subjects.
 In her cum head, he saw that Tabitha wasn cumfiesta't cum sure about that, but Tabitha's opinion of powerful hypnotists had fiesta, of course, forever been altered. He saw something else: Tabitha couldn't see cum Carol choosing someone else to do a job like fiesta that.
 Master. The concierge cum girl. She cum's--
 Maybe Tabitha should tell her that.
 Her cumfiesta mind had shown it to cum him already but Decker stepped beside her fiesta and looked.
 The girl fiesta in the concierge's uniform cumfiesta lay against the plywood back wall, her face tear-streaked and cum almost composed but starting to contort cum with her last pain. Her hand still gripped cum the pocketknife. Blood . . .
 Even before Tabitha cum gasped cum, he felt rilee someone else come up behind cumfiesta them. He turned.
 With the gun cum fiesta rilee on him cumfiesta he honestly didn't know if cumfiesta slamming a command into her brain would just spasm rilee her, tense that hand, and slam the cum big soft lead fiesta slug through his cum fiesta rilee own.
 Carol, the steelhearted queen cum, had never killed anyone, up close or otherwise cum. Had never looked into the eye she was going to shoot rilee through, felt the breath rilee she was about fiesta to stop forever.
 He pressed, trying fiesta to force her to relax, and then just increase his hold until cumfiesta she surrendered. They were like cum wrestlers, locked together until the weaker failed or someone slipped.
 Relax.
 Decker cum was pleased to sense no effort to fiesta turn the gun inward cumfiesta onto herself.
 Relax. Relax. Relax.
 It was join hard to cum tell cum where the music stopped, his command cum began cum fiesta rilee, and her mind had started to whisper cum its own obedience.
 His cum fiesta rilee slave sighed happily join in his mind, grateful to cum be cum able to move again, but gladder for her Master's gain.
 Her hand cleared the pocket cum, gripping whatever it cumfiesta was very cum tightly.
 Relax.
 His cumfiesta organization cum had held together.
 In his den, rearranged now for the wheelchair, he kept the urn. Each day a cum girl came to clean it and kneel before it. One day fiesta, a girl stopped as she worked, and leaned down to kiss it. Decker stared, and then cum he made them all do that.
 How ruthless was Carol, exactly?
 Sometimes, he thought Which was it, you fucking cold-blooded--?
 But there were no bitches in Decker's world.
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