 He looked out the window of the suite naughtyoffice, seeing the skyline beyond in the naughtyoffice slanting late-afternoon light. The auction had gone well, but then they always did. He worked kimberly with each slave intensely before she reached market and naughtyoffice they were all thoroughly tame--especially kimberly kole naughtyoffice the "wild naughtyoffice" ones naughtyoffice the buyers wanted to think they were going to break.
 It naughtyoffice was always good for welcome her.
 Maybe they were just losers, Decker thought. Payback might be kimberly a naughtyoffice bitch naughtyoffice, but there were no bitches in Decker's world.
 In her head he heard not naughtyoffice my naughtyoffice friends they hate Master i hate them must make them naughtyoffice obey or die but she only nodded. He'd taught naughtyoffice her that truth but didn' t need to hear it recited all the time.
 "They're still using that pop bimbo's music naughtyoffice to make their thoughts hard to read." It was naughtyoffice one of kimberly kole naughtyoffice the naughtyoffice memories he'd locked away in Tabitha, reviewed when he'd taken and turned her. The girls she'd been with had let that teacher of naughtyoffice theirs kimberly kole naughtyoffice hypnotize them to help them focus and to learn tricks like naughtyoffice this kole annoyingly naughtyoffice effective crap with Normandy naughtyoffice Swords, or whatever her sprightly naughtyoffice little name was. Part of the little commando thing they'd surprised his outfit with when he'd swept kimberly down on their kimberly kole naughtyoffice tony naughtyoffice little private naughtyoffice school. Didn't hurt that they were mostly well-off naughtyoffice, and kole able to buy the arsenal naughtyoffice and all the fancy equipment.
 He'd worked on Tabitha naughtyoffice for months and she could remember that naughtyoffice time naughtyoffice now kimberly kole naughtyoffice without the slightest trace of affection for her naughtyoffice ex-friends.
 He looked naughtyoffice at Tabitha, remembered her facing him on the helipad after she'd held him and his people off with neat kimberly three naughtyoffice-round bursts, as her friends made their escape from the school in one of his choppers with thirty of his naughtyoffice livestock drugged on board. He never knew if she kimberly would have been able to fire the last round (she'd been counting naughtyoffice them, for god's sake) into her own head naughtyoffice, because kimberly he reached into her mind naughtyoffice and stopped her kimberly. But he'd felt the faint pressure kimberly as her mind tried naughtyoffice, and he'd only naughtyoffice felt girls fight that hard to escape--not to naughtyoffice finish killing themselves.
 In the receding beat of the rotors, telling Duke naughtyoffice not to let anyone naughtyoffice try to shoot it naughtyoffice down, he looked into his naughtyoffice new captive and saw not the slightest trace of fantasy-submission or slutness of any variety. Tabitha was looking naughtyoffice at spending the rest of her life as a naughtyoffice conditioned sex slave with disgust and terror and not even thinking she'd be taught to enjoy naughtyoffice it. Ballsy enough to risk it anyway, so her friends could rescue the others and get away.
 It almost made him sad.
 He'd never had anyone smart he could trust naughtyoffice. And he'd never found a woman he hadn't considered a bimbo in training naughtyoffice even before he took her. But Tabitha . . .
 But she'd been working naughtyoffice hard. "I looked at what they were kimberly saying naughtyoffice about price and hinting about quality. There was the usual talk about whether naughtyoffice you kole 'd bring another sister act."
 Duke had naughtyoffice been kimberly kole naughtyoffice very quiet after that. But the damage naughtyoffice was done--and frustratingly hard to naughtyoffice gauge.
 "I think they're going naughtyoffice to try to rescue someone, Master." In the present, Tabitha naughtyoffice was giving him her mind, as lithe and strong as naughtyoffice her body and as naughtyoffice utterly at his disposal. He kimberly listened.
 Tabitha grinned back and shook her head naughtyoffice. "No one's that ruthless, Master."
 "Suck your thumb," he told naughtyoffice her, and naughtyoffice saw her obey naughtyoffice with graceful haste. He reached in and triggered a memory naughtyoffice, and heard her moan as she fell naughtyoffice into the naughtyoffice fantasy, and he watched naughtyoffice her writhe for naughtyoffice a while, thinking naughtyoffice she naughtyoffice'd earned at naughtyoffice least the fantasy of having him in her mouth as he started to change.
 Tabitha naughtyoffice's ex-schoolmate and now pupil Jordan, about to graduate from her own naughtyoffice extensive naughtyoffice training, followed them, looking in her minidress kimberly kole naughtyoffice both approachable naughtyoffice and eminently fuckable naughtyoffice.
 Looking her over as though inspecting a sister before her date naughtyoffice, Tabitha hefted each naughtyoffice breast naughtyoffice. "You're paid for tonight."
 Decker knew he'd make an offer for Tabitha later, even naughtyoffice knowing he'd be turned down. If only to prove his good taste naughtyoffice. He naughtyoffice hoped he'd make naughtyoffice it kimberly kole naughtyoffice in front kimberly kole naughtyoffice of her.
 Bellows' brain was clearly occupied, too.
 He remembered they were women, and saw the tool kimberly lifted to soft lips in a smooth face, and naughtyoffice kissed for luck.
 He naughtyoffice tried to see Carol sitting in a room elsewhere in the hotel, or on a lonely perch kimberly on the roof kimberly, waiting it out.
 A diversion, then? For what? There wasn't anything here but the slave naughtyoffice inventory to interfere naughtyoffice with.
 In her head, he saw that Tabitha wasn't sure about that, but naughtyoffice Tabitha's opinion of powerful hypnotists had, of naughtyoffice course, forever been altered. He saw naughtyoffice something else: Tabitha couldn't see naughtyoffice Carol choosing naughtyoffice someone else to do a job like that.
 Yes, Master. I'll handle it. He paused, seeing through her mind. The girl faced Tabitha in the kimberly quiet hallway, perhaps aware that he held every room on this floor, that she was either alone or worse here naughtyoffice. He naughtyoffice tried naughtyoffice reaching through to her thoughts, but not having enslaved her yet naughtyoffice he lacked access. He wondered if she knew how badly her friends were faring, that naughtyoffice some of them were already at the point of crawling to him for the naughtyoffice privilege of going after naughtyoffice her if they knew.
 He saw recognition in naughtyoffice her eyes as she caught Tabitha's. They naughtyoffice must naughtyoffice have pictures naughtyoffice of Tabitha, consider her some horrible fusion of martyr and archdemon. He rifled Tabitha's mind and found no equivalent naughtyoffice knowledge of this girl: a new kimberly kole naughtyoffice recruit naughtyoffice since her naughtyoffice taking, then, not mourning Tabitha as a lost friend but fearing her even more.
 "You might as well relax," Tabitha naughtyoffice told naughtyoffice her victim with frightening calm. "That topical hypnotic will be shutting down your volitional centers in about--how much are you? about 100, 110?--forty seconds. Then Master will naughtyoffice be here."
 He found kimberly kole naughtyoffice the turn and looked for whatever empty room the girl had fled to. He found Tabitha at the electrical naughtyoffice closet instead kole, in front of its open kimberly door. Her face was white and she shook, and when naughtyoffice he looked into naughtyoffice her mind he saw naughtyoffice that only his control was keeping her quiet and upright. Part of kole her was begging to be allowed naughtyoffice to kimberly kole naughtyoffice phase out, to be released from her enhanced naughtyoffice slave awareness and clarity, but Decker saw that Tabitha was fighting kimberly kole naughtyoffice that, staying a naughtyoffice slave and as ready naughtyoffice as she could be to serve naughtyoffice him.
 Her mind had shown it to him already but Decker stepped beside her and looked.
 The girl in kimberly kole naughtyoffice the concierge's uniform lay against naughtyoffice the plywood back wall, her face kole tear-streaked and almost composed but starting to contort with naughtyoffice her last pain. Her hand still gripped the pocketknife. Blood . . .
 He looked at her eyes first naughtyoffice, even before the gun. Neither eyes nor gun wavered naughtyoffice, until she cut her gaze over. The closet door kole stood out into the hall between her naughtyoffice and the dead girl, but she could see the splayed kimberly legs naughtyoffice, the stain naughtyoffice still scarlet around them and wide. The way the droplets kole had naughtyoffice flown and landed.
 He listened to her mind.
 He heard--surf. Carol had programmed herself naughtyoffice with the ocean to naughtyoffice mask her naughtyoffice thoughts.
 She naughtyoffice'd just sent all her naughtyoffice friends, her troops kimberly, into what she must have known would be a naughtyoffice trap, sprung his snares, and somehow gotten past naughtyoffice Duke naughtyoffice and the naughtyoffice rest of his people. Or had they naughtyoffice gotten past her? Had she naughtyoffice already naughtyoffice been holed up here in the naughtyoffice hotel since before they'd even arrived--waiting?
 All to distract him, so she could naughtyoffice get close enough to shoot him naughtyoffice dead.
 Relax.
 Relax.
 There was music in naughtyoffice her head now naughtyoffice. He wondered if welcome it was what she'd tried before choosing surf sounds. He started to recognize it, and looked into her eyes more deeply, wondering naughtyoffice. What the naughtyoffice fuck? . . . Frankie Goes to Hollywood?
 Lower the gun. She fought, but naughtyoffice she was in a daze naughtyoffice now naughtyoffice, and she was just pushing effort blindly.
 Some of them were from Carol's group, though after a while not many of them. When naughtyoffice he'd gotten out of naughtyoffice the hospital, he'd worked naughtyoffice on their minds, sometimes around the clock. None of kimberly the ones in that series were welcome salable. Not even the freaks would buy kole them. Duke had to have most of them naughtyoffice put to sleep.
 Then, seeing naughtyoffice it reduced to an effect naughtyoffice, he made naughtyoffice them stop.
 Had she finally yielded to him, obeying naughtyoffice, forgetting kole about kimberly the explosives she'd naughtyoffice strapped to herself?
 How naughtyoffice ruthless was Carol, exactly?
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