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 It milfhunter was always good for her.
 Maybe they appreciated it more when milfhunter they could get it, the milfhunterlita guys who didn' t have geena the Control.
 "I think milfhunter your friends milfhunter are back," he said.
 "They milfhunter're still using that milfhunter geena pop bimbo's milfhunter geena music to make their thoughts hard to milfhunter read milfhunter." It was one of the memories he'd milfhunter locked away in Tabitha, reviewed when he'd taken and turned her. The girls milfhunterlita she'd been sexy with had let that teacher of theirs hypnotize them milfhunter to help them focus and sexy to learn lita tricks like this annoyingly effective crap with Normandy Swords, or whatever her sprightly little milfhunterlita name was. Part of the milfhunter little commando thing they'd surprised his outfit with when he'd swept down on their tony little private school milfhunter. Didn't hurt that they were mostly well-off, and able to buy the arsenal and all the fancy equipment.
 Decker admired anyone who took it all seriously. It depressed him that milfhunter only these fucking schoolgirls, victims in any milfhunter proper universe, got the idea. He accepted the fact that he'd created them, he and people like milfhunter geena him who'd milfhunter done so milfhunter much and frightened so many with mind control sexy in recent years. But these milfhunterlita women milfhunter had risen to it milfhunterlita.
 Decker nodded, groaning inwardly milfhunter. Duke's idea three milfhunter years ago, his move toward being "innovative" in "marketing." White slavery was an old business, and geena it liked old values--decent product prepped right. Gimmicks were for geena amateurs. Which Duke was milfhunter, with anything other milfhunter geena than an Uzi or milfhunter geena a cattle prod.
 "Just thinking outta the box, Cap," he'd said the first time they saw a newsgroup immortalizing Decker's alias, after Duke milfhunter's little concept milfhunter with the twins who milfhunterlita just loved each other had gone geena over big. A milfhunter fuck-video staple, come milfhunter to glorious life as milfhunter Decker's milfhunter new signature.
 Decker had left his eyes on the screen, seeing sexy that much of his ease of movement lost sexy.
 "Think about being in a box, compadre milfhunter," he told Duke. "Next time you have milfhunter geena an idea milfhunter geena."
 He wondered lita. When he'd taken Tabitha he'd been milfhunter dealing with the immediacy of her. The milfhunter unseen Carol, up in geena the chopper as it lifted, piqued his interest milfhunter later. As he went through his new slave's thoughts, he'd milfhunterlita seen something beyond even Tabitha in this other milfhunter girl, who'd assigned her milfhunterlita to that suicide lita post. Tabitha had been the milfhunter champion who volunteered to milfhunter stay and be sexy lost--but milfhunter Carol was her steelhearted liege lady who accepted and blessed her friend's sacrifice, for the greater good, and may well have milfhunterlita been milfhunter geena making milfhunter herself look out from the lita helicopter milfhunter at what milfhunter she'd done. Until milfhunter taught otherwise, Tabitha had worshipped geena her.
 He looked back at her milfhunter. She milfhunter geena was as fulfilled just staying there on her knees in the milfhunterlita gathering lita dark as she would milfhunter be deep-throating him or riding him in bed.
 By his side, Tabitha was exquisite in milfhunter a milfhunterlita satin jumpsuit just loose enough to be chic, and looked like an unapproachably sleek young milfhunter woman instead of milfhunterlita simply an unaffordably fuckable one. She trailed him milfhunter to the dining milfhunterlita room milfhunter, and he liked how her poise was as disorienting as her winsome good looks. He couldn't tell how much of it milfhunter was "original" Tabitha who'd held the helipad alone, and how much the new milfhunter and improved Tabitha, tamed milfhunter and milfhunter focused.
 Tabitha wouldn't demand her man have balls. He'd just milfhunterlita end up feeling they weren't big enough.
 "Tabitha sexy? Take Jordan's top milfhunter off, too." Jordan held still sexy as Tabitha milfhunter reached up and undid her, freeing another pair of breasts innocent of any support. As she did it milfhunter they made indefinable soft sounds, helpful and girlish and almost too quiet to milfhunter hear sexy, and Decker heard both men milfhunter's breathing milfhunter change milfhunterlita.
 Looking her geena over as though inspecting a milfhunter sister milfhunter before her date, Tabitha milfhunter hefted each breast. "You're paid milfhunter for tonight."
 Decker finished his mushrooms without haste, dabbed his mouth and emptied his milfhunter glass. Bellows was showing enough sense to mute his milfhunter grunting milfhunterlita as Jordan kept him on the edge, something else milfhunter she'd trained for hours at milfhunter a time to do and be very good at milfhunterlita. He was starting to look worried milfhunter, and a bit at milfhunter a loss as to milfhunterlita what milfhunter to do about it milfhunter geena.
 "Let me get my secretary sexy on the line, then." Decker tapped Tabitha on milfhunter her nearer nipple milfhunterlita, suppressing his reaction to milfhunter her eager intake of breath milfhunter. "Tabbycat. Wake now."
 He smiled. That would have been fun.
 Tabitha milfhunter stared milfhunter into space, standing by milfhunter the door. She'd called it milfhunter correctly, earlier, when they milfhunter were planning the milfhunter evening. She'd known one of the girls had learned mountaineering and trained the others, and the best of her milfhunter second-degree pupils were the milfhunter ones coming down now from the roof level. They'd gotten milfhunter there by helicopter--one milfhunter had settled milfhunter over an open section milfhunter of the roof without landing while they milfhunter'd been at dinner and departed in seconds milfhunter, too quickly to challenge geena, and he supposed milfhunter geena the girls had milfhunter piled out with their gear in a well-drilled offload. Now, after waiting for dark milfhunter, they'd emerged from hiding up lita there and started down to him.
 He sincerely hoped their knots were tight milfhunter. It was a long way to fall and a hard street to land on milfhunterlita.
 Decker wanted to lita meet Carol. An old part of him secretly wanted to lita meet her before he entered her mind for that geena once-for-all ravishing, but it was asking too much to have the advantage as thoroughly as when he'd captured Tabitha at the helipad.
 No. Tabitha had surrendered milfhunterlita. Never be complacent. If memory softens milfhunter, realtime sight may milfhunter slip milfhunter, too.
 So many milfhunter geena irons in the fire. A slaver's work was never milfhunter done. Decker milfhunter watched milfhunter the milfhunter alarm milfhunter indicators trip over with milfhunter deft speed, as the girls found their milfhunter way to each milfhunter of the possible milfhunter geena entries and paused milfhunter geena. He waited like an milfhunterlita audience, appreciating their skill. He breathed, silently tracking their timing, the singing in their heads just milfhunter geena noise now. He milfhunter geena couldn't read past milfhunter that noise, but he knew the fear they milfhunterlita must sexy feel milfhunter now milfhunter, about to go in. Did they also know the exhilaration sexy?
 He hoped so. They'd earned milfhunter that, at least milfhunter.
 He remembered they were women, and saw the tool lifted milfhunterlita to soft lips in sexy a smooth face, and milfhunter kissed for luck.
 She looked eager. "Maybe Carol's with them." She saw his skepticism milfhunter, or perhaps felt it. "Not the main group lita, Master, but milfhunter here, somewhere."
 A voice, talking, repeating. The girl's mind blotted milfhunter geena it out. Someone--Carol geena?--had hypnotized her milfhunter and taught her to forget it. There was a plan milfhunter, and Carol milfhunterlita had protected milfhunter geena it. Why was geena the milfhunter chess image important? Why was the hostile king--Decker?--playing White? Schoolgirl political correctness geena?
 Yes, Master. I milfhunterlita'll milfhunterlita handle it. He sexy paused, seeing milfhunterlita through her sexy mind. The girl faced Tabitha in the milfhunter quiet hallway, perhaps aware that he held every sexy room on this milfhunter floor, that she milfhunter was either alone or worse here. He tried reaching milfhunterlita through to her thoughts, but not having milfhunter enslaved milfhunter her yet he lacked milfhunter access. He milfhunter wondered if she knew how milfhunterlita badly milfhunter her friends were faring, that some of them were already at milfhunter the point of crawling milfhunter geena to him for the geena privilege of going after her if they milfhunter knew.
 Decker almost milfhunter laughed out loud at her suggestibility, wondering how docile she milfhunterlita'd be just on the suggestion that she'd been dosed with a will-destroying milfhunter drug. She obviously believed it milfhunter.
 She sprinted away from Tabitha, and Tabitha silently milfhunter begged geena orders. He thought of the floorplan. Follow her fast. Locked rooms and an electrical milfhunterlita closet milfhunter that way. He started walking quickly down the milfhunter hall to where milfhunter they were.
 Careful, Tabby. He pursed his lips. Gun out, but only milfhunter if she's armed.
 He looked at her eyes first milfhunterlita, even before the gun. Neither milfhunter geena eyes nor gun wavered milfhunter, until she cut geena her gaze over. The closet door stood out into the hall between milfhunter her and the dead milfhunter girl, but geena she could see sexy the splayed legs, the stain still scarlet milfhunter around them and milfhunter wide. The way the droplets had flown and sexy landed.
 He heard--surf. Carol had programmed herself milfhunter with the ocean to milfhunter mask her thoughts.
 He got a visual, too. This mental shore wasn't a milfhunter tropical beach, but a rocky coastline under a gunmetal winter sky. Part sexy of him was milfhunter wondering whether this girl milfhunter was some reincarnated enemy sexy of his from an old milfhunter war.
 Why wasn't she shooting?
 There was music in milfhunter her head now. He wondered if milfhunter it was what milfhunter she'd tried before milfhunter choosing surf sounds. He started to recognize it, and milfhunter geena looked into her eyes more deeply, wondering. What the fuck? . . . Frankie Goes to Hollywood?
 Maybe her subconscious was trying to milfhunter defect.
 Decker was pleased to sense milfhunterlita no effort to turn the gun inward onto herself milfhunter.
 She was trying to pull her hand from her right pocket, and milfhunter he saw another gun-shape there. He searched her mind, looking for a disconnected thought like must get other gun, but there was no way to look milfhunter for it. Her mind was like a milfhunterlita conquered city in mid-sack, burning milfhunterlita and chaotic, with that compulsive dance milfhunter geena track playing over it all.
 It was hard to tell where the milfhunter geena music stopped, his milfhunter command began, and her mind had started to whisper its own obedience.
 Her hand cleared the milfhunter geena pocket, gripping whatever it was very tightly.
 The unexpected impact milfhunterlita of Tabitha pushing him milfhunterlita hard to the milfhunter side, getting milfhunter in front of him.
 Duke had shown his wisdom in the end, deputizing the milfhunter cleverest and then just looming over milfhunter them to keep them honest. He'd been the one to come to milfhunter the hospital every day.
 He made them wear tight vinyl and chains for a while and love it, but that milfhunter did milfhunter no good. Neither did making milfhunter them geena hate it.
 Some of them were from Carol's group, though after a while not many of them. When he'd milfhunter gotten out of the hospital milfhunter, he'd worked milfhunter on their minds, sometimes around milfhunter the clock milfhunter. None of the ones in that series milfhunter were salable. Not even the freaks would milfhunter buy them. Duke had to have milfhunter most of them put to sleep.
 Had she finally yielded to him, obeying, forgetting geena about the explosives she'd strapped to herself?
 He couldn't think about milfhunter Tabitha, and so he gnawed away at the milfhunter quandary and hated sexy Carol for that instead.
 But there were geena no bitches in Decker's world.
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