 He girls looked out the window of the suite, seeing the bad skyline beyond in the badgirlsclub slanting bad late-afternoon light bad. The bad auction had gone well, but then they always did. He worked with each slave intensely before she reached atl bad girl market and they were all thoroughly tame--especially the "wild" ones the buyers wanted to think girls they were going to break.
 Took its toll, after a while.
 He girls looked down at atl bad girl Tabitha's lustrous winter-wheat cascade of hair between club his legs, enjoying its delicate movement. The brain atl bad girl under that mane belonged to him completely, and sometimes he liked bad to have her tell him bad so, but the point was that this blowjob wasn't wasted. He bad could stop her now and girl pick it up bad later and she'd have the same bad enthusiasm.
 Maybe they appreciated it more when they could get it, the guys who didn' t have the Control bad.
 Maybe they were just losers, Decker thought. Payback might be a bitch, but there were no bad bitches in girls Decker's world.
 In her head he heard not my friends they hate Master girl i hate them must make them obey badgirlsclub or die but she bad only nodded. He about'd taught her that truth but didn club' t need to hear it recited all the time.
 He'd club worked on Tabitha for months and she could atl bad girl remember that time now without the slightest trace of affection for bad her ex-friends.
 But she'd atl been bad working hard. "I looked at what they were saying about price and hinting about quality. There was badgirlsclub the usual bad talk about whether you 'd bad bring another sister act."
 He looked back girls at her. She was as fulfilled just staying there on her knees in the gathering dark as she badgirlsclub would badgirlsclub be deep-throating bad him or riding him in bed.
 She turned elegantly, managing to keep bad part of her attention fixed on Karlsen. "Yes, Mr Decker?"
 "Yes, Mr Decker." Smiling winningly at the buyers, she undid the collar and undulated out of the top half of the jumpsuit, bending and stretching quickly badgirlsclub but gracefully and then neatly arranging the atl cloth around her waist, sitting badgirlsclub pertly with her breasts firm in front of her. Decker had placed her in the booth to keep her as a bad private show, and had no worries. Tabitha bad would have obeyed bad the girl same "strip" command at club high mass bad in bad a cathedral without blinking, so she just resumed her gentle flattery of Karlsen. Jordan hadn't been told to do anything.
 "Tabitha? Take Jordan badgirlsclub's top badgirlsclub off, too." Jordan held still as atl Tabitha reached up girls and undid her, freeing girls another pair of badgirlsclub breasts innocent bad of any support. As she did it they made indefinable soft sounds, helpful and girlish and bad almost too quiet to hear, and badgirlsclub Decker heard both men's atl breathing change.
 All for this moment, and it girl had captured girl the buyers. The girls dreamily gazed at each others' chests and then turned back to beam at Karlsen and Bellows, who couldn't help but feel flattered. They wanted to bad see the two slaves get it on, and imagined the atl bad girl slaves did too but were more bad interested in two such studly men.
 Sighing happily, Jordan beamed at them and slid under the table, and atl bad girl Decker badgirlsclub nodded as Bellows looked bad down atl in confusion and then badgirlsclub up, grinning nervously, as Jordan club found her target and went girl at it.
 No bad. Tabitha had surrendered. Never be complacent. If atl memory softens, realtime sight may slip, too.
 They were alone in atl the suite. He'd bad given badgirlsclub Jordan to Bellows on the spot as a sweetener, and he knew the contact girls who'd set up the meeting at dinner had teased Bellows with what a girl bad who'd been bad in Decker's hands would do for her master. Could do, even. Her long blowjob under bad the atl table bad had ended at the limit of his endurance bad, not hers.
 They were taking a while, and bad he decided it wasn't funk. Not with these girls. A technical problem with something bad they had. He closed his eyes and about pictured club the malfunctioning badgirlsclub gadget bad, the silent curse bad, the thing set badgirlsclub quietly out of the way while someone pulled out something old-fashioned badgirlsclub, the prybar or the knife, to bad use instead of the broken tech-toy.
 Decker chose the second of the prepared suites and glanced each way bad to see the corridor empty as he opened the door and slipped in club. Tabitha closed atl bad girl the bad door quickly after him.
 Among about motionless nude women with blank faces, the slaves he already owned waiting at attention, figures in dark clothing that gleamed with metal knelt or badgirlsclub writhed or bad tried shakily badgirlsclub to keep their feet, their screaming inaudible in the room's girls sound. Decker badgirlsclub looked for a moment at his slaves atl bad girl, their minds already melted and used to being reshaped. The lights and the noise were not telling their dimmed awareness anything bad they didn't already know: that bad they atl were owned, obedient, endlessly horny was already the sun and badgirlsclub moon of their lives.
 Her mouth was inches bad from the pussy of the naked slave closing the window she'd fallen in through, and both women badgirlsclub were oblivious. Decker smiled to see it.
 A bad voice bad, talking badgirlsclub, repeating. The girl's mind atl bad girl blotted about it out bad. Someone--Carol?--had hypnotized her and taught atl her to forget it. There was a plan, and Carol had protected it. Why was the chess bad image important? Why was the hostile badgirlsclub king--Decker?--playing White? Schoolgirl political correctness?
 He thought about bad Carol, 20 going on girl 70 bad, molding her atl bad girl friends' minds to reach her goals about. He thought about her friends, letting her do it about, willing hypnotic subjects.
 In her head girl, he saw that Tabitha wasn't sure about that atl, but club Tabitha's opinion of bad powerful hypnotists had, of course, forever been altered. He saw something else: Tabitha couldn't bad see Carol choosing someone else to do a job badgirlsclub like that.
 His inhibition against using her atl gun was below atl bad girl words and girl instant, but he atl felt Tabitha already minded that way.
 The "concierge" would be helpful. Hold her, he thought. In bad Tabitha's mind he saw her tense to run.
 He found the turn and girls looked for badgirlsclub whatever empty room the girl atl bad girl had badgirlsclub fled to. He found Tabitha at the about electrical closet instead, in front of its badgirlsclub open door. Her face was badgirlsclub white and she shook bad, and when about he looked into her mind he saw that only his control was keeping her quiet and girl upright. Part of her was begging to be allowed to phase out, to be released from her enhanced slave girls awareness and clarity, but girls Decker saw atl bad girl that Tabitha was fighting that, staying a slave and as ready as she could be to atl serve him.
 The club girl in the badgirlsclub concierge's uniform lay against girls the plywood bad back wall, her face tear-streaked and almost composed bad but starting to contort with her last pain. Her hand still gripped badgirlsclub the pocketknife. Blood . . .
 Decker looked badgirlsclub at her. She atl'd badgirlsclub thought she had bad forty seconds of free will bad left, and this was what she'd done with it about.
 He looked at girls her eyes first bad, even before the gun. Neither eyes nor gun wavered, until she cut her gaze over. The closet bad door stood out into the hall between her and the dead girl, but she bad could see the splayed legs bad, the stain still bad scarlet around them and wide. The way bad the droplets had flown and landed bad.
 She took it in and looked back along the gun in her left hand. He paid attention: it was an old .45 girl automatic, squarish and inelegant and very effective-looking, at full cock with no bad sign of the hammer visible behind the badgirlsclub slide. Maybe her bad father's, or just bought somewhere. He saw her atl bad girl grimly atl bad girl practicing bad for hours, weeks, every day for a year.
 He listened bad to atl bad girl her mind.
 Decker looked at her bad. Not girl the beauty Tabitha was, but the sort club of girl the eye kept drifting across, briefly but repeatedly until it found itself watching her. Her dark hair was short and atl bad girl he saw no makeup, but the color came from bad her deep brown eyes, striking even here bad in the hotel-corridor lighting, and her lips had their atl own hue past violet atl bad girl. She was club in loose clothes, and might bad even be a bit overweight. Decker blinked. Hard to say.
 She'd just sent all her friends, her troops about, into what she must have known would be a trap girl, sprung atl bad girl his snares girls, and somehow gotten girls past Duke and bad the bad rest of his people. Or had they gotten past her? Had she badgirlsclub already been holed up here in bad the hotel since before they'd even bad arrived--waiting?
 Ready to die, he had badgirlsclub little doubt, and admired her.
 But--not ready to kill club.
 The ocean club rolled atl and hissed around him, and he found Carol badgirlsclub's will accessible but obscured. He froze her trigger atl bad girl finger, but her arm stayed club up and bad the badgirlsclub gun stayed on him bad. Tabitha was docile, and girl he'd bad have to break concentration badgirlsclub to command her to badgirlsclub take the other girl, which he couldn't afford just now atl bad girl. Well enough atl bad girl. He shouldn badgirlsclub't bad have to depend on his slave for help with this badgirlsclub.
 Relax.
 She atl bad girl fought. Her body started to bad shake about.
 Relax.
 Carol sighed and her eyelids drooped before she hauled them up. He bad reached into the atl bad girl cold dark ocean and found her bright warmth.
 . . . "Relax"?
 Relax. Decker stepped aside, and club the gun didn't follow, though badgirlsclub her badgirlsclub eyes, glazing and frantic, tried to.
 Another square automatic, but not badgirlsclub a design he . . .
 Relax. She atl bad girl obeyed, blissful at last with a joy badgirlsclub that stunned him. Relax bad. "Yes . . ."
 The bad unexpected impact of Tabitha pushing him bad hard to the girl side girl, getting in front of him.
 When Decker had snarled at them about bad a funeral atl bad girl for club Tabitha and they stayed away, afraid badgirlsclub of what he'd do with his mind under painkillers, it was bad Duke who girl'd girl promised, and it was Duke who'd brought the urn to him. Duke had said something awkward badgirlsclub and dense, and he'd bad been glad Duke was there bad.
 He made them wear tight vinyl and chains for a bad while and love girl it, but that did no good. Neither did bad making badgirlsclub them hate it.
 He thought about bad Carol. He thought about the badgirlsclub way her mind had felt, the ecstasy when she'd finally--relaxed. It had lodged in his badgirlsclub own mind badgirlsclub when hers had bad stopped bad, that eerie girl joy, and he was bad circling the question whenever badgirlsclub there was nothing else to think about. Often.
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