Maybe they were gallery just losers, Decker thought. Payback gallerylatina might be a bitch, but there were no bitches nip slip gallery in Decker's world.
Decker admired anyone who took it all seriously. It depressed him that only these fucking schoolgirls, victims gallery in any proper gallery universe, got the gallery idea. He accepted the fact that he'd created them, he and people like him who'd done so much and frightened so many with mind gallery control in recent gallery years. But these women had gallery risen to gallery it.
In the receding beat of image the rotors, telling Duke not to let anyone gallery try to shoot it down gallery, he looked into his new captive and saw not the slightest trace of fantasy-submission or slutness of any variety image. Tabitha was looking at gallerylatina spending the rest gallery of her life gallery as a conditioned sex slave with disgust and terror and not even thinking she'd be taught to enjoy latina it. Ballsy enough to risk it anyway, so her friends could gallery rescue the others and get away.
"You covered your tracks, Master." She gallery spoke thoughtfully from her latina knees, drifting into a pose her programming knew he nip slip gallery liked. "But the clients tonight have been all over gallerylatina the gallery 'Net about it gallerylatina, and they must have image put it together."
Decker grinned at her. "She's not that ruthless, is she slip?"
Tabitha grinned back and latina shook her gallery head slip. "No one's that ruthless, Master."
Tabitha closed her gallery eyes gallery suddenly and sighed slip. He looked gallery out the gallerylatina window again. "I know. I'm just not wanting it right now gallery."
By nip slip gallery his side, Tabitha was exquisite in a satin jumpsuit slip just loose enough nip to be chic, and looked like an unapproachably sleek image young woman instead of simply an unaffordably fuckable one. She trailed him to the latina dining room, and he liked how her poise was as gallery disorienting as her winsome good looks. He nip slip gallery couldn gallery't tell how gallerylatina much of nip slip gallery it was "original" Tabitha who'd slip held the helipad gallery alone, and gallery how gallery much the new and improved Tabitha, tamed and focused.
Tabitha's ex-schoolmate and now pupil Jordan, about to graduate from her gallery own extensive training, followed image them, looking in gallery her minidress both gallery approachable and image eminently fuckable.
This slip was business. Decker meditated on a mushroom until it told his palate nip slip gallery what he wanted to know, then swallowed, took wine gallerylatina, and gallerylatina settled back.
"I'm a prostitute," Jordan image declared with quiet determination, sounding even younger than gallery the gallery ex-schoolgirl gallerylatina she nip was gallery.
Sighing happily gallery, Jordan beamed gallery at them and slid under the table, and gallery Decker image nodded as nip Bellows looked down in confusion and then up, grinning nervously, as gallerylatina Jordan found her target and gallerylatina went at it.
"Tabbycat?" he nip slip gallery said.
"Sleep gallery until I wake you."
"Yes, Masssterrrrr--" She trailed off, head up but eyes falling closed gallery as he allowed her to lose gallery the fight. She sat with one hand in image her lap and the other gallery resting lightly on the tablecloth by gallery her wineglass, palm-up. He reached gallerylatina down and nip slip gallery gently turned it over and gallery it stayed as he gallerylatina had placed it.
They were alone in the suite. He'd given Jordan to Bellows gallery on the spot gallery as gallery a sweetener gallery, and he knew the contact who'd set up the meeting at dinner image had teased gallery Bellows gallery with what a girl who'd been gallery in Decker nip slip gallery's hands would do for her master. Could do, even. Her long blowjob under the table had ended at the limit of his endurance, not hers.
So many irons in the nip fire. A slaver gallery's gallery work was never done. Decker watched the alarm indicators trip over with deft speed, as the girls found their way to each gallerylatina of the possible entries and paused. He waited like an audience, appreciating their skill. He gallerylatina breathed, silently tracking their timing, the singing gallery in their gallery heads gallerylatina just noise now. He couldn't read past that noise, but he knew the fear they must feel gallery now, about gallery to go in. Did gallery they also gallery know the exhilaration?
He hoped so. They'd earned that, at least.
He saw the yellow indicators come on as the defense nip systems reacted nip slip gallery, after the delay to let everyone get in and get far enough from the way out to make the trip out slip too, too hard. He pictured the sentries outside the latina windows and gallery doors looking in with horror as their sisters were caught. He pictured one or two leaning too close, looking too long, and--caught themselves--slowly, dreamily entering to join latina the gallerylatina victims nip slip gallery and wait for him.
He sifted latina. Carol? Where is Carol?
He smiled and passed that thought to Tabitha, and he knew she smiled too. Yes, Master. She's good. He felt gallerylatina something in gallery her then which he'd learned to associate with a smile that turned her pretty face into that of an utterly corrupted gallerylatina angel nip slip gallery. But then, so were slip they. She licked her image lips loudly enough for him to hear gallerylatina.
4 slip.
Wait. Music in her head--but he smiled slip: it was gallerylatina the gallery elevator theme, muted and image tasteful gallery. Probably drove image the poor girl insane gallerylatina as she gallery fetched and carried. He gallery thought latina of playing with her, but with his gallery new catch flopping on the gallery floor of two more suites here . . .
His gallery inhibition against nip using gallery her gun was below words and instant, but he felt Tabitha already minded that way.
Maybe Tabitha gallery should tell her that.
Careful, Tabby gallerylatina. He pursed his lips. Gun out, but only if she's armed.
Yes image, Master. Thank you latina. She knew she was worth more to him than a hysterical slip captive slip.
He disengaged from nip her thoughts and concentrated on gallery getting through the corridors, wondering if any of Carol's other nip slip gallery soldiers had gallerylatina infiltrated in hotel uniforms, but gallery the floor seemed deserted. If he saw anyone they'd be on gallerylatina the carpet under gallery a gallerylatina SLEEP command right image then.
He found the turn and looked for whatever empty room the girl had fled to. He found Tabitha at the electrical closet instead, in front of its nip open door gallery. Her face was white gallerylatina and she shook, and when he looked into her mind he saw that only his control was keeping her quiet gallery and gallerylatina upright. Part of her was begging to be allowed to phase out, to be released from latina her enhanced slave awareness and clarity, but Decker saw that Tabitha was nip slip gallery fighting that gallerylatina, staying gallerylatina a slave nip slip gallery and as ready gallerylatina as she gallery could be to serve gallery him.
With the nip slip gallery gun on him he honestly didn nip't know if slamming a command into her brain would just spasm her, tense that hand, and slam the big soft lead gallerylatina slug through his slip own.
He listened to her mind.
Carol's eyes drifted aside gallerylatina, to Tabitha, who stood calmly now, knowing her Master gallerylatina was nip slip gallery in gallery control. Carol looked at her friend, and he saw her pupils dilate. He latina waited for gallery the . . .
Carol fought him, her whole gallery being resisting him. Her right hand was gallery in her pocket gallery, gripping something, and he wondered what she had in latina there. In a few moments he could nip slip gallery simply know.
With less of a load, he latina was free gallery to gallerylatina send a command to gallery Tabitha gallery. Good girl. She'll be image mine soon.
The unexpected impact of Tabitha pushing him hard to the side gallerylatina, getting in front of him nip slip gallery.
He heard the gallery click of the dead-man switch opening but not the bomb when nip slip gallery it image
He thought about Carol. He gallerylatina thought about the way her mind had felt, the ecstasy when she'd nip slip gallery finally--relaxed nip slip gallery. It gallery had lodged gallery in his own latina mind gallery when hers gallerylatina had gallerylatina stopped, that nip eerie joy, and gallery he was circling the gallery question whenever gallery there was nothing else gallery to think about. Often.
Or . . . was she triumphant because nip her insane plan had worked, and she'd pitted herself against his mind deliberately to use her own crumbling will--as the detonator?
How ruthless was Carol, exactly?
He couldn't think about Tabitha, and so he gnawed away at the gallery quandary and hated Carol for gallery that instead nip.
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