 Maybe they were just losers, Decker thought. Payback might be a bitch, but there were no bitches in Decker's world.
 Little Amazons, sworn to each enter other. He'd laughed, but they bigtitpatrol were more than their gear, after all, and bigtitpatrol they bigtitpatrol hadn't done badly, for amateurs bigtitpatrol. Not back then, and not in bigtitpatrol the times they'd come at him enter since.
 Decker admired anyone who took it all seriously. It depressed him that only these fucking schoolgirls, victims in any proper bigtitpatrol universe, got the idea. He accepted the fact that he bigtitpatrol'd created them bigtitpatrol, he bigtitpatrol and bigtitpatrol people like him who'd done so much and frightened so many with mind control in bigtitpatrol recent years. But these women bigtitpatrol had risen to it.
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 Decker had left his eyes on the screen bigtitpatrol, seeing that much of his ease bigtitpatrol of movement lost.
 She frowned. "Wish we could have gotten to bigtitpatrol Jacqui when she bigtitpatrol was in that clinic. It'd be nice to have a remote slave inside with them to get you bigtitpatrol data bigtitpatrol."
 Tabitha grinned bigtitpatrol back and shook her head. "No one's that ruthless, Master bigtitpatrol."
 Decker got up to change for dinner . There bigtitpatrol were a couple of new buyers who still didn't quite understand the scope of what applied mind control brought to the white-slave trade, and the established clients bigtitpatrol who vouched for them needed to show off their access bigtitpatrol to him.
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 Tabitha's ex-schoolmate and now enter pupil Jordan, about bigtitpatrol to graduate bigtitpatrol from her own bigtitpatrol extensive training, followed them, looking in bigtitpatrol her minidress both approachable and eminently fuckable.
 His junior bigtitpatrol partner bigtitpatrol, Bellows , looked irritated. He was looking for bimbos, not bigtitpatrol princesses, and while he bigtitpatrol could clearly already see bigtitpatrol Jordan in enter whatever setting he usually put girls, he realized bigtitpatrol a bigtitpatrol whore with a vibe like bigtitpatrol Tabitha might actually bigtitpatrol put off johns. The faction that wouldn't mind at all nailing a princess to the bigtitpatrol mattress was an unpredictable minority, and most bigtitpatrol of them couldn't afford this kind of quality, anyway bigtitpatrol. Bellows was going bigtitpatrol for the soft-in-the-middle crowd that had bigtitpatrol money but no bigtitpatrol balls bigtitpatrol, and while a girl like Jordan would suit them, Tabitha would blow their minds before bigtitpatrol she bigtitpatrol got a chance bigtitpatrol to blow anything else.
 Bellows looked nervous at the display, but he looked at Tabitha's chest, too. Then he blinked, realizing what he'd bigtitpatrol seen and how naturally she'd done it.
 All for this moment, and it had captured the buyers bigtitpatrol. The girls dreamily gazed at each others' chests and then turned back to beam at bigtitpatrol Karlsen and Bellows, who couldn't help but feel bigtitpatrol flattered. They wanted to see the two slaves get it bigtitpatrol on, and imagined enter the slaves did enter too but were more interested in two such studly men.
 "I'm a prostitute," Jordan declared with quiet determination, sounding even younger than the ex-schoolgirl she was.
 Looking her over as bigtitpatrol though inspecting a sister before bigtitpatrol her date, Tabitha hefted each breast. "You're paid for tonight."
 Decker heard bigtitpatrol the maddening little voice in their heads before bigtitpatrol he saw bigtitpatrol the first silent alarm. As he looked at the floorplan bigtitpatrol on the screen to see bigtitpatrol where bigtitpatrol the girls were coming, the nightmarish conceit occurred to him that bigtitpatrol Normandy Swords was the voice in their heads, that the bigtitpatrol pop diva was in bigtitpatrol fact a wily controller from way back and bigtitpatrol was sending legions of mindless bigtitpatrol, subliminally enslaved fans against him.
 He hoped so. They bigtitpatrol'd bigtitpatrol earned that, at least.
 The entry alarms came on like a chandelier on the computer bigtitpatrol screen bigtitpatrol as the girls invaded his enter rented domain simultaneously. He imagined the taut, black-clad bodies floating gracefully in the windows bigtitpatrol, deploying into the studied rooms like dancers hitting their marks.
 He tried to see bigtitpatrol Carol sitting in a room elsewhere in the hotel, or on a lonely perch on the roof, waiting it out.
 Decker considered. He reached into one bigtitpatrol of the weaker girls, her mind already learning his bigtitpatrol touch , making her mew aloud with pleasure, and bigtitpatrol searched. There was Carol, looking at them.
 "But if you wish I bigtitpatrol can bigtitpatrol die now bigtitpatrol." He felt her mind open itself, wait. Tremble and still itself.
 Wait. Music in her head--but he smiled bigtitpatrol: it was the elevator theme, muted and tasteful. Probably drove the poor girl bigtitpatrol insane bigtitpatrol as she fetched and carried. He thought of playing with her, but with his new catch bigtitpatrol flopping on the floor of two bigtitpatrol more suites enter here . . .
 It was a pleasure to bigtitpatrol feel his slave respond. Tabitha pulled her bigtitpatrol perfume bigtitpatrol spray from the purse bigtitpatrol, sending bigtitpatrol a stream of it into the girl 's face and stepping back for good measure as though to dodge the droplets. The girl froze and bigtitpatrol gaped and he felt Tabitha use her corrupted-angel smile. It bigtitpatrol was so convincingly malign that Decker himself almost wondered for a second what bigtitpatrol might bigtitpatrol be in the vial.
 The girl in the concierge's uniform lay against the plywood back wall, her face tear-streaked and almost composed but starting to contort with her last pain. Her hand still bigtitpatrol gripped the pocketknife. Blood bigtitpatrol . . .
 She'd cut deep and completely severed her carotid artery, and she'd already bled out. Her bigtitpatrol eyes stared bigtitpatrol past the circuit breaker box above her.
 Even before Tabitha gasped bigtitpatrol, he felt bigtitpatrol someone bigtitpatrol else come up bigtitpatrol behind them. He turned.
 5.
 He listened to her mind.
 He waited. They all stood there.
 Why wasn't bigtitpatrol she shooting?
 Carol's eyes bigtitpatrol drifted aside, to Tabitha, who stood calmly now bigtitpatrol, knowing bigtitpatrol her Master bigtitpatrol was in control. Carol bigtitpatrol looked at her friend, and he saw her pupils dilate bigtitpatrol. He waited for the . . .
 Relax. Relax. Relax.
 The other gun, he sent bigtitpatrol to Carol. She repeated it blankly in her captive thoughts, against the beat of Relax. Take out the other gun.
 He thought bigtitpatrol about Carol bigtitpatrol. He thought about the way her mind had felt bigtitpatrol, the ecstasy when she'd finally--relaxed. It had lodged in his bigtitpatrol own mind when hers had stopped, that eerie joy, and he was circling the question bigtitpatrol whenever there was nothing else to think about. Often.
 Or bigtitpatrol . . . was she triumphant because her bigtitpatrol insane bigtitpatrol plan bigtitpatrol had bigtitpatrol worked, and she'd bigtitpatrol pitted herself against his mind deliberately bigtitpatrol to bigtitpatrol use her own crumbling will--as the detonator?
 Decker would never know.
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