"I suckmyballs-suckmebitch think suck your friends are back," he said.

In her head he heard my not my friends its my life they hate Master i life hate them must make them obey or suck die but she only nodded. He'd taught her that truth but didn' t need to hear it recited all the time.

It almost made him sad.

But he took her free will and selfhood instead, and life all that warrior spirit was his, now. Tabitha was a devoted guard as access well as his my 24/7 concubine suck, and suck she was a smarter access sounding board for plans than most of the goon squad he'd acquired over the years my.

He'd my never had anyone smart my he could trust. And he'd never found a woman he hadn't considered a bimbo in its my life training even before he took her. But Tabitha . . .

"You covered suckmyballs-suckmebitch your tracks, Master." She spoke thoughtfully from her knees, drifting into a pose her programming knew he liked. "But the clients tonight have been all over the 'Net about suckmyballs-suckmebitch it, and they must have put it together."

"Just thinking outta the box, Cap," he'd said its my life the first time they saw a newsgroup immortalizing Decker's alias, after my Duke's little concept with the twins who just my loved suck each other had gone over big suckmyballs-suckmebitch. A fuck-video life staple, come to glorious life my as Decker's new signature.

"Think about being in suckmyballs-suckmebitch a my box, compadre," he told Duke. "Next suck time you have an idea."

"Carol suckmyballs-suckmebitch knows that, Master my." Tabitha looked even its more pensive. "She'll come suckmyballs-suckmebitch up with suck something, though." She smiled. "Maybe she'll reprogram them my all suck to play the elevator music here in the life hotel."

Decker grinned at her. "She's not suckmyballs-suckmebitch that ruthless, is she?"

He suckmyballs-suckmebitch wondered. When he'd taken Tabitha he'd been its dealing with the immediacy of her. The unseen Carol, up my in the chopper as its it lifted, piqued his interest later suck. As he went through his new slave access's thoughts, he'd seen something beyond even Tabitha in this other girl, who'd assigned my her to that suicide post. Tabitha had been the champion who volunteered to stay and access be lost--but Carol was her steelhearted liege lady who accepted and blessed her friend's sacrifice suck, for the greater good, and may well suck have been making herself look out from the helicopter at my what she'd done. Until taught otherwise my, Tabitha had worshipped her.

Decker liked this hotel not least because it had a decent kitchen my, and he could entertain without leaving. The dining suck room had private booths toward the center of the room, and he was shown to the one he usually liked, seeing the little signs that showed Duke and my Duke's life minions on the staff had suckmebitch checked it for bugs, bombs, and anything else.

She its my life turned elegantly, managing to keep part of her attention fixed suckmyballs-suckmebitch on Karlsen. "Yes, Mr Decker?"

"Strip to the waist."

Wide-eyed, Jordan shook suck her head access, her suckmyballs-suckmebitch gaze still trapped in infinity and incidentally intersecting Bellows. Decker suck caught Karlsen's access glance suck, and they shared a smile my it wasn't necessary to show their distracted colleague its.

Looking her suck over as its my life though inspecting my a suckmyballs-suckmebitch sister before my her date, Tabitha suck hefted each breast suck. "You're paid for tonight."

"Sleep my until I wake you."

Leaving him suck to melt in Jordan's mouth, Decker turned to Karlsen. "I think we know where life that particular merchandise is probably going.

Bellows' brain suck was suck clearly occupied my, too suckmyballs-suckmebitch.

She was bright-eyed and erect again, ready suck to serve. "I'll need life you to play close attention," he told her, and she suckmyballs-suckmebitch nodded suckmyballs-suckmebitch earnestly, biz-school from eyes to access neck and harem suck girl southward from there.

3.

Decker my heard the suck maddening little voice in their heads its before he my saw the first silent alarm. As he looked at the floorplan on the screen to see where my the girls suck were coming, the nightmarish conceit occurred to him that Normandy Swords was the my voice in their heads, that the suckmyballs-suckmebitch pop diva was in fact a wily controller from way back and was sending legions of mindless, subliminally enslaved fans against him.

So far they'd my set off the motion detectors on the ledge as their bodies its my life blocked suckmebitch the brisk airflow. The south side tends to unexpected gusts, ladies. Watch yourselves. I want suckmyballs-suckmebitch you all.

This hotel suite was suck a tableau from Hieronymus Bosch. Multicolored strobes flickered through patterns too fast to suck track and too compelling not to, while an life insistent, melodic whining crawled like an amorous snake through the blunt suckmyballs-suckmebitch limbs of a dark bass throb.

Her mouth was inches from the suck pussy of the naked slave closing the window she suck'd fallen in through, and both women were oblivious. Decker access smiled to see it.

He surveyed the minds of the new girls as suck they collapsed to the my floor or stopped moving suck more life than spasmodically. He sent one of the slaves to deactivate the suckmyballs-suckmebitch brainwashing system for this room. No one had held out my--not surprising at my this setting. He was pleased to my find access several of them had climaxed suck at the feeling of their minds being pried open and stunned from suck inside, and reached into the mind of each girl in access that susceptible suck group, reviving the memory and welding it forever to his voice suckmyballs-suckmebitch: "Obey." In suck the silence after suckmyballs-suckmebitch the access stimulators were shut off my, he listened to the delightful harmony of their weak but ardent cries, and the whimpers of the ones not yet conquered.

He sifted. Carol life? Where is Carol?

He smiled my and passed that thought to Tabitha, and he knew she smiled too. Yes, Master my. She's good. He felt something in her then which he access'd learned to associate with a smile that turned her pretty face my into that of an utterly corrupted life angel. But then, so were suck they. She suck licked her lips suckmyballs-suckmebitch loudly enough life for him to hear.

A voice, talking, repeating. The girl's mind blotted it out suck. Someone--Carol?--had hypnotized her and taught her to forget it. There was a plan suck, and Carol had protected it. Why suck was the chess image suckmyballs-suckmebitch important? Why was the hostile king--Decker?--playing White? Schoolgirl political correctness?

4 suck.

Her mind pulsed. She'd figured it out, from just his posture suck and the logic of what they suckmebitch both knew. She life spoke aloud over the soft sounds of the conquered suck girls on the access floor.

Decker paused and took out the cell phone. A cryptic exchange with Duke's suckmebitch man assured him that some other intrusions at ground level had been suck repelled, so he was free to continue his playful work with all these volunteers. The attack was over.

Still. She might be a useful foil for something access he wanted to try. The hotel turned a life blind eye my to what he did suckmyballs-suckmebitch with junior staff, as long as he wasn't carrying suckmyballs-suckmebitch them off suckmyballs-suckmebitch like towels. Also suckmyballs-suckmebitch, with the its my life blown minds he'd be dealing with, touching and using someone whose thoughts weren't etched by the flaring lights my and invasive sound would be like a chaser to drink my in relief.

Decker peered into suckmyballs-suckmebitch the first access room, seeing a few suckmyballs-suckmebitch still weakly struggling--if she could give a girl suckmyballs-suckmebitch that much my resistance, maybe Carol did have talents as a trainer he could exploit once she access worshipped suck him. Once he taught her to know that freedom wasn life't the desired suckmebitch end state, but the problem to suck be suckmyballs-suckmebitch solved. He commanded the slaves to close my the windows and went to do the same at access the third suite.

Decker suck accepted that the new brain-noise could be a planned element: deep hypnosis for the girl in another location, before my they started its, and an all-purpose my command to hear my and replay whatever she heard, to blend in suck. But he made an intuitive leap that it had my been a suck tactical improvisation its my life. A Carol move, right here.

Decker its almost laughed out loud at her suggestibility my, wondering how docile she'd be just on the suggestion that she'd been dosed with suckmyballs-suckmebitch a will suck-destroying drug suck. She suckmebitch obviously believed it.

Carol, the my steelhearted suck queen, had never killed anyone, up close or suck otherwise my. Had never looked my into the eye she was access going to shoot my through, felt the breath she was about to stop suckmyballs-suckmebitch forever.

He reached into her.

She faltered.

Relax.

Relax. Decker stepped access aside, and the gun didn't suck follow, though her eyes, glazing and my frantic, tried to.

The other gun, he sent to Carol. She repeated it blankly in her captive thoughts, against the beat of Relax. Take out its my life the other gun.

Another suck square automatic, but not a design he . . .

Then suckmyballs-suckmebitch Decker was home, still waking up each day surprised suckmyballs-suckmebitch that suckmyballs-suckmebitch he existed below the waist, and unable to suckmyballs-suckmebitch verify it unless he used his hands. The paralysis was complete, and the girls only gave its him massages now my.

Or . . . was suckmebitch she triumphant because her insane plan had worked, and suck she'd pitted its my life herself against his mind deliberately to use her own crumbling will--as the detonator?

How ruthless was Carol, exactly?