"I think your friends are back," he said.
Decker had looked at her as she stood phatbootyhunter there, looking phatbootyhunter sexy as hell in her improvised phatbootyhunter commando phatbootyhunter gear, sexier with the pale face and wide eyes of her terror, and realized she was phatbootyhunter not even daring phatbootyhunter to hope he'd kill her. It wasn 't often he found that much courage with that much realism. This girl had grown up several lifetimes right phatbootyhunter now.
He phatbootyhunter'd never had phatbootyhunter anyone phatbootyhunter smart he could image trust. And he phatbootyhunter'd never found a phatbootyhunter woman he hadn't considered a bimbo phatbootyhunter in training even before he phatbootyhunter took phatbootyhunter her. But Tabitha . . .
Decker grinned at her. "She phatbootyhunter's not that ruthless, is she?"
Decker liked this hotel not least because it phatbootyhunter had a decent kitchen, and he could entertain without leaving. The dining room had private phatbootyhunter booths toward the center phatbootyhunter of the room, and he was phatbootyhunter shown to the phatbootyhunter one he usually liked, seeing the little signs that showed Duke and Duke's minions on the staff had checked it for bugs, bombs, and anything else phatbootyhunter.
This was business. Decker phatbootyhunter meditated phatbootyhunter on a mushroom until it told his palate what he wanted to know, then swallowed, took wine, and settled phatbootyhunter back.
"Now, Tabitha."
"Well, Jordan." Her tone was warmly reproving phatbootyhunter. "You've been teasing our guest. But you're not a tease, are you?"
They tried to make phatbootyhunter conversation, but Jordan phatbootyhunter's concentration on her phatbootyhunter task precluded Bellows' on anything much, and Karlsen was having a hard phatbootyhunter time keeping up with the way Tabitha's breasts swayed gently as phatbootyhunter she kept speaking calmly--even though her nipples were pushing phatbootyhunter out phatbootyhunter of her phatbootyhunter aureoles like desperate little phatbootyhunter antennae. That phatbootyhunter, too, was mind phatbootyhunter control, he was realizing as Decker watched him. Not just phatbootyhunter the other girl image's utterly focused fellatio to the phatbootyhunter just-met master, but this one's ability phatbootyhunter to function highly phatbootyhunter aroused because she'd been image told to.
"Not phatbootyhunter the phatbootyhunter appliance I was phatbootyhunter thinking phatbootyhunter of . But OK. Let's talk."
Decker heard the phatbootyhunter maddening little voice image in their heads phatbootyhunter before he saw phatbootyhunter the first silent alarm. As he looked at the floorplan on image the screen to see where phatbootyhunter the phatbootyhunter girls were coming, the nightmarish conceit occurred to him phatbootyhunter that phatbootyhunter Normandy phatbootyhunter Swords was the voice in phatbootyhunter their phatbootyhunter heads, that the pop diva was in fact a wily controller from way back phatbootyhunter and was sending legions of mindless, subliminally enslaved fans against him.
He phatbootyhunter waited, giving them time to choose an entrance. He presumed they knew the floorplan, had enough access image to the hotel's systems to deduce which suites phatbootyhunter he held on this phatbootyhunter floor, and could figure phatbootyhunter out the best place among those to keep some of his phatbootyhunter inventory. Tabitha phatbootyhunter, who phatbootyhunter seemed to be getting turned phatbootyhunter on phatbootyhunter at the thought of image helping him take her friends, had suggested phatbootyhunter more precise bait, and came up with phatbootyhunter some quite clever phatbootyhunter not-quite phatbootyhunter-clues to hint which rooms the girls who phatbootyhunter might be Ruthie and Jill were waiting in. But before he could even phatbootyhunter point phatbootyhunter out the problem she 'd seen it: "We can't make phatbootyhunter it phatbootyhunter too easy for them, Master. Because Carol could smell that."
He saw the phatbootyhunter yellow indicators come on as phatbootyhunter the defense systems reacted, after the delay to let everyone get in and get far enough from the way out to make the trip out too, too hard. He pictured the sentries outside the phatbootyhunter windows and doors looking in with phatbootyhunter horror as their sisters were caught. He pictured one or two leaning too close, looking too long, and--caught themselves--slowly phatbootyhunter, dreamily entering to join the victims and wait for him.
A touch of his mind and phatbootyhunter Tabitha's eyes phatbootyhunter were bright and focused. "They're in, Master?"
"Right on time, and there phatbootyhunter are a phatbootyhunter lot of them."
Among motionless nude women with blank faces, the phatbootyhunter slaves he already owned waiting at attention, figures in dark phatbootyhunter clothing that gleamed with metal knelt or writhed or tried shakily to phatbootyhunter keep their feet, their phatbootyhunter screaming inaudible in the room's phatbootyhunter sound phatbootyhunter. Decker looked for phatbootyhunter a moment at his slaves, their minds already melted phatbootyhunter and used to being reshaped. The lights and the noise were not telling their dimmed awareness anything they didn't already phatbootyhunter know: that they were owned, obedient phatbootyhunter, endlessly horny was already the sun and moon of their lives.
Behind him, he phatbootyhunter knew Tabitha was alert and excited, her phatbootyhunter mind immunized by his personal training, avidly watching her old comrades being broken before her eyes by her master's subliminals.
He sifted. Carol? Where is Carol?
Decker considered. He reached into one of the phatbootyhunter weaker girls image, her mind phatbootyhunter already learning his touch, making her mew aloud with pleasure, and searched. There phatbootyhunter was phatbootyhunter Carol image, looking at them.
"I can't tell you phatbootyhunter," she was saying. Someone phatbootyhunter asked the inevitable question, and she said, "Well--no. Not knowing won't protect you phatbootyhunter at all." She image laughed and they laughed with her. There was nothing more, no hints phatbootyhunter. The phatbootyhunter only plan they phatbootyhunter'd phatbootyhunter spoken phatbootyhunter of phatbootyhunter was the one that had phatbootyhunter just ended phatbootyhunter in the beginning of slavery phatbootyhunter for them all, right here.
No, Master. Tabitha's conviction was deep, as phatbootyhunter close as her phatbootyhunter thoughts came to phatbootyhunter the absolute certainty of her slavery to image him. She'd never think phatbootyhunter of that phatbootyhunter. He felt Tabitha's phatbootyhunter brief phatbootyhunter, hot confusion as she wished in her twisted retrospect that phatbootyhunter she had, and betrayed her friends to him before image.
A diversion, then? For what? There wasn't anything here but phatbootyhunter the slave inventory to phatbootyhunter interfere with.
He thought phatbootyhunter about a newly-crowned queen in the eighth rank, after pawns were given up, and turned to look image deeply into Tabitha's eyes phatbootyhunter as she stood image there behind him, her purse heavy with phatbootyhunter the gun he made her carry.
It was still in her purse and she hadn't moved.
In her image head, he saw that Tabitha wasn't sure about that, but Tabitha's opinion of powerful hypnotists had, of course, forever been altered phatbootyhunter. He saw something else: Tabitha couldn't phatbootyhunter see Carol choosing someone else to do a job like that.
He saw recognition in her eyes phatbootyhunter as phatbootyhunter she caught Tabitha's phatbootyhunter. They must have pictures of Tabitha , consider her some horrible fusion of phatbootyhunter martyr and archdemon. He rifled Tabitha's mind image and found no equivalent knowledge of phatbootyhunter this phatbootyhunter girl: a new recruit phatbootyhunter since her taking, then, not mourning Tabitha as a lost friend phatbootyhunter but fearing her even more.
Yes, Master phatbootyhunter. Thank you phatbootyhunter. She knew she was worth more to him phatbootyhunter than a hysterical captive.
The girl in the phatbootyhunter concierge's uniform lay against the plywood back wall, her face tear phatbootyhunter-streaked and phatbootyhunter almost composed but starting to contort with her last pain. Her hand still gripped the pocketknife. Blood . . .
Decker phatbootyhunter looked at her. She'd phatbootyhunter thought she had forty seconds of free phatbootyhunter will left, and this was phatbootyhunter what she phatbootyhunter'd done with it phatbootyhunter.
With the gun phatbootyhunter on him he honestly didn't phatbootyhunter know if slamming a phatbootyhunter command into her brain would just spasm phatbootyhunter her phatbootyhunter, tense that hand, and slam the big soft lead slug through his own.
He heard phatbootyhunter--surf. Carol had programmed phatbootyhunter herself with the ocean to mask her thoughts.
She phatbootyhunter was crying phatbootyhunter now, and groaning quietly behind closed lips. She was just resisting, perhaps no phatbootyhunter longer even sure phatbootyhunter why phatbootyhunter.
Relax. Relax. Relax.
With less phatbootyhunter of a phatbootyhunter load, he was free to send a command to Tabitha image. Good phatbootyhunter girl. She'll be mine soon.
Duke had shown his wisdom in the end phatbootyhunter, deputizing the cleverest phatbootyhunter and then just looming over them phatbootyhunter to keep them honest. He'd been the one phatbootyhunter to phatbootyhunter come to the hospital phatbootyhunter every day.
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