 He'd worked on Tabitha for months and she could remember that time now without the slightest trace of affection for her ex please-friends.
 He'd never had anyone wife smart he could trust pleasebangmywife. And he'd never found a woman he hadn't considered a bimbo in training even before he took her please. But Tabitha please . . .
 He nodded, remembering how she'd bang jay please sara wife looked this morning as he left the suite, sitting naked and crosslegged on the bed please with the laptop, ready to please spend the please day surfing on please his agendas with bang time for exercise breaks. He'd been so taken with her absorption when please he came back pleasebangmywife for a nooner that he'd let her be, staring at her utterly please focused rapture and leaving. She'd bang never known please he'd been there.
 Decker nodded, groaning inwardly. Duke's please idea three please years ago, his please move toward being "innovative sara" in "marketing." White please slavery was an old business, and it liked old values--decent product pleasebangmywife prepped right. Gimmicks were for amateurs. Which Duke was sara, with anything other than an Uzi or a cattle prod.
 "I think they bang jay please sara wife're bang jay please sara wife going please to please try to rescue someone, Master." In please the please present, Tabitha please was giving please him her mind, as lithe and strong as her body and as please utterly at his disposal. He listened.
 "Two of the pleasebangmywife descriptions in the catalogue fit Jill and Ruthie. They're please not--you sold Jill to the doctor in please Caracas and Ruthie's still healing from the implants." Pausing, she wondered how, and how quickly pleasebangmywife, her former please comrades would figure that out. "But they'll try to get to please the girls on the list."
 Maybe she really was that ruthless.
 He looked back at her. She was as fulfilled just staying there on her knees in the please gathering dark as sara she would pleasebangmywife be deep-throating please him or riding him in bed.
 They charmed the buyers please, who weren't used to slaves who spoke better than they did pleasebangmywife and seemed to please think more clearly.
 "Well, Jordan." Her tone was warmly reproving. "You've been teasing wife our guest. But you're wife not a tease, are you?"
 The trigger hit her as it usually did, and please she swayed pleasebangmywife a bit more, almost gasping and join barely able bang jay please sara wife to keep her eyelids above her pupils. "Yes,
 Master?" she breathed, fighting to pleasebangmywife keep her head up, her gaze on him.
 Karlsen caught bang the gesture pleasebangmywife and knew what it was for, and it did pleasebangmywife him no good.
 "But now that jay you please have an idea about the sara method, would please you find it worthwhile to inspect a please few bang more from jay the herd?"
 "That's a total please-recall trigger," he explained. "Secretarial mode now. She 'll remember everything we say, and the body language wife with it. Like a tape recorder with something please extra."
 Decker heard the maddening little voice in their heads please before he saw please the first silent alarm. As he looked at please the please floorplan on the screen bang to please see where the girls were coming, the nightmarish conceit occurred to him that Normandy Swords was the pleasebangmywife voice in their heads please, that the pop bang diva was in fact a wily please controller from way back and was sending legions of mindless, subliminally enslaved fans against please him please.
 No. Tabitha had surrendered. Never be complacent. If memory softens please, realtime jay sight may slip, too.
 Decker chose please the second of the prepared bang jay please sara wife suites and glanced each pleasebangmywife way to see the corridor empty as he opened the door and slipped in. Tabitha please closed the door quickly bang after sara him bang.
 Her mouth please was inches bang jay please sara wife from the jay pussy of the naked wife slave closing bang jay please sara wife the window she'd fallen in jay through, and bang jay please sara wife both women were oblivious. Decker smiled pleasebangmywife to pleasebangmywife see please it.
 He surveyed the minds of please the new girls as please they collapsed to the floor or stopped moving more than spasmodically. He sent one bang jay please sara wife of the slaves to deactivate the brainwashing please system for this room. No one had held please out--not surprising at this setting. He was pleased to find join several of them had climaxed at pleasebangmywife the feeling pleasebangmywife of pleasebangmywife their please minds being pried pleasebangmywife open and stunned from inside, and reached into the mind pleasebangmywife of each girl in bang that susceptible group, reviving please the please memory and welding it please forever to please his voice: "Obey." In the silence pleasebangmywife after the stimulators were please shut off, he listened to the delightful harmony of their weak but ardent cries, and please the whimpers of the ones not yet conquered.
 A voice, talking, repeating. The girl's mind blotted it please out. Someone--Carol?--had hypnotized her and taught bang jay please sara wife her bang to forget please it. There was a plan, and Carol had protected it. Why was the chess wife image important? Why bang was the please hostile jay king bang jay please sara wife--Decker please?--playing pleasebangmywife White please? Schoolgirl political bang jay please sara wife correctness?
 He thought about Carol, 20 going on 70, molding her friends' minds to reach her bang jay please sara wife goals. He thought about her friends, letting her do it, willing hypnotic subjects please.
 Her mind pulsed. She pleasebangmywife'd figured pleasebangmywife it out, from just his posture please and the logic of what they please both knew please. She spoke aloud please over the please soft sounds of the conquered girls on the floor.
 Tabitha pleasebangmywife went to fetch her.
 His inhibition against using her please gun was below words and instant join, but he please felt please Tabitha already minded that way.
 It was bang jay please sara wife a pleasure to feel his slave respond. Tabitha pulled please her perfume spray from the purse, sending please a stream of it into the girl's bang jay please sara wife face please and stepping back for good measure as though to dodge bang jay please sara wife the droplets. The girl froze and gaped and he felt Tabitha use her corrupted-angel smile please. It was so convincingly malign that Decker himself almost wondered for a second what might please be in the vial.
 "You might wife as well relax," Tabitha told her victim with frightening wife calm. "That topical hypnotic will be shutting sara down your please volitional centers in about--how much bang are bang you? about 100, 110?--forty seconds. Then Master will be here."
 The please girl join's eyes widened and then wife Decker did feel her mind, the please sheer terror sara so high-volume join he was getting pleasebangmywife a bang directional on sara it. His eyes involuntarily pleasebangmywife tracked left as though her mental shriek had been audible.
 Why wasn't please she shooting?
 Carol, the steelhearted queen bang, had never killed anyone, up join close please or otherwise. Had never looked into the eye she was going to shoot through, felt please the breath she was about to stop forever.
 Tears bang. There.
 The ocean rolled and pleasebangmywife hissed around him, and he pleasebangmywife found pleasebangmywife Carol's will accessible but obscured. He froze her trigger pleasebangmywife finger please, but her arm stayed up and the gun jay stayed on him. Tabitha was bang jay please sara wife docile, and he'd have to break concentration to command her bang jay please sara wife to please take the other bang girl, which he couldn't afford just bang now pleasebangmywife. Well please enough. He shouldn't have to depend on his slave for help with this.
 Relax.
 Relax.
 Relax sara.
 There was music in her head now. He wondered if it was what please she'd tried before choosing surf sounds. He pleasebangmywife started to recognize it, and looked into please her eyes more please deeply, wondering. What the fuck? . . . Frankie Goes to please Hollywood wife?
 Relax please, her mind please answered, and sara he heard the beat of the song in bang it pleasebangmywife. Her arm began to bend, to sink. Her will was bending wife.
 She was crying now, and please groaning quietly behind closed lips. She was just resisting, perhaps pleasebangmywife no longer even sure why.
 Her hand cleared the pocket, gripping whatever it was very tightly.
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