He extreme looked down at extremebigass Tabitha extremebigass's lustrous winter-wheat cascade of hair between his legs extreme, enjoying its delicate movement. The brain under that mane belonged to extreme him completely, and sometimes he liked extremebigass to have her tell him extremebigass so, but the point was that this blowjob wasn't wasted. He could stop her big now and pick it up later and ass she'd have extreme the same enthusiasm extreme.
Morbidly, Decker wondered how the other 99% lived, what life was like for the extreme guy who had to ask big for it. Pay a hooker extreme (and ass who ass knew where it had been?) Inveigle the wife, beg extreme the girlfriend, maybe fork over a lot of cash and time and attention--and then face the fishwich when she demanded payback.
Maybe they were just losers big, Decker thought. Payback might be a bitch, but there were no extreme bitches in Decker's world.
"I think your friends are back," he said.
He looked at Tabitha, remembered her facing him on the helipad after she'd extremebigass held him extreme and his people off with neat extreme three-round bursts, as her friends made their extremebigass escape from the school extreme in one of his choppers with thirty of extremebigass his extremebigass livestock drugged on board. He never extreme knew if ass she would have been able to fire the last round (she'd been counting them, for god's sake) into her own head, because he extreme reached into her mind and stopped her. But he'd extremebigass felt the faint pressure extreme as her mind tried, and he'd only felt extreme girls extreme fight extremebigass that extreme hard to escape--not to finish killing extreme themselves.
But he took her free will and selfhood instead, and all that warrior spirit was his, now. Tabitha was extreme a extremebigass devoted guard extremebigass as well as his 24/7 concubine, and she was extremebigass a smarter sounding board for plans than extremebigass most of the goon squad he'd acquired over the years.
Decker nodded, groaning inwardly . Duke's jpeg idea jpeg three years jpeg ago big, his move toward being "innovative" in "marketing extreme." White slavery was an old business extreme, and it liked old values--decent product prepped big right. Gimmicks were for jpeg amateurs. Which Duke was, with anything extremebigass other than an Uzi or a cattle prod.
Duke extreme had been very quiet after that. But the damage was done--and frustratingly hard to gauge extreme.
This extreme was business. Decker meditated on big a mushroom until it told his palate what he wanted to know, then swallowed, took wine, and settled back.
"Tabitha?"
"Strip to the waist big."
"Yes, Mr Decker." Smiling winningly at the buyers, she undid the collar and undulated out of the top half extremebigass of the extreme jumpsuit extreme, bending and stretching quickly but big gracefully and then neatly arranging the cloth around her waist extreme, sitting pertly extreme with her breasts firm in front of her. Decker had placed her in extreme the booth to keep her as a private show extreme, and had no worries. Tabitha would extreme have obeyed the same "strip jpeg" command at high mass in a extremebigass cathedral extreme without blinking, so she just resumed her gentle flattery of Karlsen. Jordan hadn't been told to do anything.
Wide-eyed, Jordan shook her head, her gaze still trapped in infinity and incidentally intersecting Bellows. Decker extremebigass caught Karlsen's glance, and they extreme shared a smile it wasn't necessary to show their big distracted colleague.
"I'm a prostitute extreme," Jordan declared with quiet determination, sounding even extreme younger than the ex-schoolgirl she ass was.
Decker knew he'd make an offer for Tabitha later, even knowing he extreme'd be turned down. If only to prove his good taste. He hoped he'd make ass it in front of her.
Karlsen smiled and nodded. Decker could see that he extreme would get over this quickly, distracted as he was by his greater passion for extreme the profit that Jordan extreme and a covey of girls just as skilled--and utterly obedient--as she extreme was would generate for whoever owned them. His brain was already visibly turning over.
He waited, giving them time to choose an entrance. He presumed they knew the floorplan, had enough access to the hotel's systems to deduce which extreme suites he held on this floor, and big could figure out ass the big best place among those to keep some of his inventory. Tabitha, who seemed to be getting extreme turned on at the thought of helping big him take her friends, had suggested ass more precise bait, and came up with some quite clever not-quite-clues to hint which rooms the girls who extremebigass might be Ruthie extreme and Jill were waiting in. But before he big could even extreme point out the problem she'd seen it extremebigass: "We can't make extremebigass it too easy for them, Master. Because Carol could smell that."
Decker wanted to meet extreme Carol. An old part extreme of him secretly wanted to meet her before he entered her extreme mind for that once-for-all ravishing, but it was asking too much extreme to have the big advantage as thoroughly as when he'd captured Tabitha at big the helipad extreme.
Decker admired them as lesser Tabithas extreme, wondered if he could make a palace guard of them. They jpeg were, in the extreme end, still extreme just amateurs, but they were good extreme: the lack that distinguished and extreme handicapped an amateur wasn extreme't skill extreme but focus. He knew they'd lose big that extreme, at the proper time.
A touch of his mind and Tabitha's eyes were bright and focused. "They ass're in , Master?"
"I can't tell you," she was ass saying. Someone asked the inevitable question big, and she said, "Well--no. Not knowing extreme won't protect you at all." She extreme laughed and they extremebigass laughed with jpeg her. There was nothing more, no hints. The only plan extreme they'd big spoken of was the one that had just ended in the extreme beginning of extremebigass slavery for them all, right here.
Mentally and physically she extreme shook her head. "I don't know, Master. The Carol I knew ass might come up with an idea like that, as an idea, but she wouldn't think she was a good enough hypnotist to pull it off."
Decker paused and took out the extreme cell phone . A cryptic big exchange with Duke's man assured him that some other intrusions extremebigass at ground level had extremebigass been repelled, so he was free to continue his big playful work with all these extremebigass volunteers. The attack was over.
He saw recognition in her eyes as she caught Tabitha's ass. They must have extreme pictures of Tabitha, consider jpeg her some horrible fusion of martyr ass and archdemon extreme. He rifled Tabitha's mind and found extremebigass no equivalent knowledge of this girl: a new recruit since her taking , then, not mourning Tabitha as a lost friend but fearing big her even more.
Decker accepted that jpeg the new brain extreme-noise could be a planned element: deep hypnosis for the girl extremebigass in another location, before they started, and an all-purpose command to hear and replay whatever she heard, to blend in big. But he made an intuitive leap ass that jpeg it had been a tactical extremebigass improvisation. A Carol move, right here.
He licked his lips. Colder extreme and smarter even than Tabitha. He was going to love the mindfuck.
"You might extreme as well relax," Tabitha extreme told her extreme victim ass with extremebigass frightening calm. "That topical hypnotic will be shutting down your volitional centers in about--how extremebigass much are you? about extreme 100, 110?--forty seconds. Then Master will be here."
Careful, Tabby. He extreme pursed his lips. Gun out, but only if she extremebigass's armed.
Her mind had extreme shown it to him already big but jpeg Decker stepped beside extreme her and looked extreme.
The girl in the concierge extreme's uniform lay against the plywood back extreme wall, her face tear-streaked and almost composed but starting to contort with her last pain. Her hand extreme still gripped the pocketknife. Blood . . .
With the gun on ass him he honestly didn't know if slamming a command into her brain would just spasm her jpeg, tense that extreme hand extreme, and slam the big soft lead slug through his extreme own.
Carol's eyes drifted aside extremebigass, to Tabitha, who stood extremebigass calmly now, knowing her Master big was in control extreme. Carol looked at her friend, and he saw her pupils dilate. He waited for the . . .
Relax. Decker stepped aside , and the gun didn't follow jpeg, though extreme her eyes, glazing and frantic, tried to.
His slave sighed happily in his mind, grateful to be able to move again, but gladder for her Master's gain extremebigass.
The other gun, he sent to Carol. She repeated it blankly in extremebigass her captive thoughts jpeg, against extremebigass the beat of Relax. Take out the other extreme gun.
Her extreme hand cleared the pocket, gripping whatever extremebigass it was very tightly.
His organization had extreme held extremebigass together extreme.
Then, seeing it reduced to an effect, he made them stop.
Decker would never know extreme.
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