 He looked at Tabitha pompomporno, remembered her facing him on pompomporno the helipad after she'd pompomporno held pompomporno him and his people off with movie neat pompomporno three-round bursts movie, as her friends made their escape from the school in one of his pompomporno choppers with thirty of pompomporno his livestock drugged pompomporno on board. He never knew if she would have been able to fire the pompomporno last round (she'd movie been pompomporno counting pompomporno them, for god's pompomporno sake) into her own head pompomporno, because pompomporno he reached into her mind and stopped her. But he'd felt the faint pressure as her pompomporno mind tried, and pompomporno he'd only felt girls fight that hard to escape pompomporno--not pompomporno to finish killing themselves.
 Duke pompomporno had been pompomporno very quiet after that. But the damage was pompomporno done--and frustratingly hard to gauge.
 "Two of the descriptions pompomporno in the catalogue fit pompomporno Jill and Ruthie. They're not--you sold pompomporno Jill to the doctor in Caracas and Ruthie's still healing from the implants." Pausing, she wondered pompomporno how, and how quickly, her former comrades would figure that out. "But they'll try to get to the girls on the list."
 "Yes pompomporno, Master." So wonderful. Even needing his cock on her tongue that badly, her voice pompomporno and mind were pompomporno empty of petulance. She knew her pompomporno place.
 His junior partner, Bellows, looked irritated . He was looking for bimbos, not princesses, and while he could clearly already pompomporno see Jordan in whatever setting he usually put girls, he realized a whore with a vibe like pompomporno Tabitha might actually put off johns. The faction that wouldn't mind at all nailing a princess to the mattress was an unpredictable pompomporno minority, and most of them couldn't afford this kind of quality, anyway. Bellows pompomporno was going for the soft-in-the-middle crowd pompomporno that had money but no balls, and pompomporno while a pompomporno girl pompomporno like Jordan pompomporno would suit them, Tabitha would blow their minds before she got a chance to blow anything else.
 "Yes, Mr Decker." Smiling winningly at the buyers, she undid the collar and undulated out of the top half of the jumpsuit , bending and pompomporno stretching quickly but pompomporno gracefully and then neatly arranging the cloth around her pompomporno waist pompomporno, sitting pertly with her pompomporno breasts firm in front of her. Decker had placed her in the booth to keep her as a private show, and had no pompomporno worries. Tabitha would have obeyed the same "strip" command at high mass in a cathedral pompomporno without blinking, so she just pompomporno resumed pompomporno her gentle flattery of Karlsen . Jordan pompomporno hadn't been told to do anything.
 Tabitha blinked and breathed, "Yes, Master." and turned to Jordan. She snapped her fingers and Jordan stopped in mid-word, staring through Bellows' head with a perfect deer/headlights look. Bellows was almost shaking pompomporno.
 "Well, Jordan." Her tone was warmly reproving. "You've been teasing our guest pompomporno. But you're not a tease pompomporno, are pompomporno you pompomporno?"
 Decker finished pompomporno his mushrooms without haste, dabbed his mouth and emptied pompomporno his glass. Bellows was showing enough sense to mute his grunting as Jordan kept him on the edge, something else she'd trained for hours at a time pompomporno to do and be very good at. He was starting to look worried, and a bit at a loss as to what to pompomporno do about it.
 "Let me get my secretary on the line, then pompomporno." Decker tapped Tabitha on her nearer nipple, suppressing his reaction to her eager intake of breath. "Tabbycat pompomporno. Wake now movie."
 "That's a total-recall trigger," he explained. "Secretarial mode now. She 'll pompomporno remember everything we say, and the body language with it . Like a tape recorder with pompomporno something extra."
 Decker heard the maddening little voice in their heads before he saw the pompomporno first silent alarm. As he looked at the floorplan on the screen to pompomporno see where the pompomporno girls pompomporno were coming pompomporno, the movie nightmarish conceit occurred to him that Normandy Swords pompomporno was the voice in their pompomporno heads, that the pompomporno pop diva was in fact a wily controller from way back and was sending legions of mindless pompomporno, subliminally enslaved fans against him.
 He remembered they were women, and pompomporno saw the tool lifted to soft lips in a smooth face, and kissed for pompomporno luck.
 The entry alarms came on like a chandelier on the computer pompomporno screen as pompomporno the girls invaded his pompomporno rented domain simultaneously. He imagined the taut, black-clad bodies floating gracefully in the pompomporno windows, deploying into the pompomporno studied rooms like dancers hitting pompomporno their marks.
 She looked eager. "Maybe Carol's with pompomporno them." She saw his skepticism, or pompomporno perhaps felt it. "Not the main group, Master , but here, somewhere."
 Decker considered. He reached into one of the weaker girls, her mind already learning his touch, making her mew pompomporno aloud with pleasure pompomporno, and searched . There was Carol, looking at them.
 A diversion, then? For what pompomporno? There wasn't anything here but movie the slave inventory to interfere with.
 A voice, talking, repeating. The girl pompomporno's mind pompomporno blotted pompomporno it out. Someone--Carol ?--had hypnotized her and taught her to pompomporno forget pompomporno it. There was a plan, and Carol had protected it. Why was pompomporno the chess pompomporno image important? Why was the hostile pompomporno king--Decker?--playing White? Schoolgirl political correctness?
 It was still in her purse and pompomporno she hadn't moved.
 "But pompomporno if you wish I can die now." He felt her mind open itself, wait. Tremble pompomporno and still itself pompomporno.
 Decker paused and took out the pompomporno cell phone pompomporno. A cryptic exchange with Duke's man pompomporno assured him that some other intrusions at ground level had been repelled, so he movie was free to continue his playful work with all these volunteers. The attack was over.
 Wait. Music in her head--but he smiled: it was the elevator theme pompomporno, muted and tasteful. Probably drove the poor girl insane pompomporno as she pompomporno fetched and carried. He thought of playing with her, but with his new catch flopping on the floor pompomporno of two more suites here . . .
 Master. The concierge girl. She's--
 He saw recognition in her pompomporno eyes as she caught Tabitha's. They must have pictures of Tabitha, consider her some horrible fusion pompomporno of martyr and archdemon. He rifled Tabitha's pompomporno mind and found no equivalent pompomporno knowledge of this girl movie: a new recruit since her taking, then, not mourning Tabitha as a lost friend but pompomporno fearing her even pompomporno more.
 Decker pompomporno accepted that the new brain-noise could be a planned element pompomporno: deep hypnosis pompomporno for the girl in another location, before they started, and pompomporno an all-purpose command pompomporno to hear pompomporno and replay whatever she heard, to blend in. But he made an intuitive leap that it had been a tactical pompomporno improvisation pompomporno. A Carol pompomporno move, right here.
 He licked his lips. Colder and smarter even than Tabitha . He was going to love the mindfuck.
 "You might as well relax," Tabitha told her victim with frightening calm. "That topical pompomporno hypnotic will be pompomporno shutting down your volitional centers in about--how much are you? about 100, 110?--forty seconds pompomporno. Then Master pompomporno will pompomporno be here."
 The girl's eyes widened and then Decker did feel her mind, the sheer terror so high-volume he was getting a directional on it. His eyes involuntarily tracked left as though her mental shriek had been audible.
 Careful, Tabby pompomporno. He pursed pompomporno his pompomporno lips. Gun out, but only if she's armed.
 Her mind had shown it pompomporno to him already but pompomporno Decker stepped beside her and looked.
 Even pompomporno before Tabitha pompomporno gasped, he felt someone else come up behind them. He turned.
 Carol was here.
 She pompomporno took it in and pompomporno looked back movie along the gun in her movie left hand. He pompomporno paid attention pompomporno: it pompomporno was an old .45 automatic, squarish and inelegant and very effective-looking, at full cock with no sign pompomporno of the hammer visible behind the slide. Maybe pompomporno her father's, or just bought pompomporno somewhere. He pompomporno saw her grimly practicing pompomporno for hours pompomporno, weeks, every day for a year.
 Just the pompomporno waves, rolling pompomporno ashore .
 He waited. They all stood there pompomporno.
 She reached for the pompomporno ocean, and for pompomporno a moment its size, and pompomporno power pompomporno, and blank pompomporno empty infinity seemed to movie overbalance him.
 Relax movie.
 Decker was pleased to sense no effort to turn pompomporno the gun inward onto herself.
 Relax.
 He made them wear tight vinyl and chains for a while and pompomporno love it, but that did no good. Neither did making pompomporno them hate movie it pompomporno.
 Then, seeing it reduced to pompomporno an effect, he made them stop.
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