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 In the receding welivetogether beat of the rotors, telling Duke not to welivetogether let anyone try to shoot it down, he looked into his new captive and saw not the slightest welivetogether trace of fantasy welivetogether-submission or slutness welivetogether of any variety welivetogether. Tabitha was looking at spending welivetogether the rest of her life as a conditioned sex slave with disgust welivetogether and terror and not even thinking welivetogether she welivetogether'd be taught to enjoy it. Ballsy enough to risk it anyway, so her friends could rescue the others welivetogether and get away.
 "You welivetogether covered your tracks, Master." She spoke thoughtfully from her knees, drifting welivetogether into a pose her programming knew he liked. "But welivetogether the clients tonight have been all over the phoebe 'Net about it welivetogether, and they must have welivetogether put it together."
 "Just thinking outta the box welivetogether, Cap," he'd said the welivetogether first time they saw a newsgroup immortalizing Decker's alias, after Duke's little concept with the twins welivetogether who just loved welivetogether each other welivetogether had gone over big welivetogether. A fuck-video welivetogether staple, come to glorious life as Decker's new signature.
 Decker had left his eyes on the welivetogether screen, seeing that much of his ease of movement lost.
 Bellows looked nervous at the display, but phoebe he looked at welivetogether Tabitha's chest, too. Then welivetogether he welivetogether blinked, realizing what he'd seen and how naturally she'd done it.
 Tabitha blinked and breathed, "Yes, Master!" and turned welivetogether to Jordan. She snapped her fingers and Jordan stopped in mid welivetogether-word, staring through Bellows welivetogether' head with a perfect welivetogether deer/headlights look. Bellows was almost shaking welivetogether.
 Looking her over as though inspecting a welivetogether sister before her date, Tabitha hefted each breast. "You're paid welivetogether for tonight."
 Karlsen caught the gesture and knew what it was for, and it did welivetogether him no good.
 Decker finished his mushrooms without haste, dabbed his mouth and welivetogether emptied 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 to do and be very good at welivetogether. He phoebe welivetogether was starting to welivetogether look worried, and a bit at a loss welivetogether as to what to do welivetogether about it.
 Karlsen smiled and nodded. Decker could see that he would get over this welivetogether quickly, distracted as welivetogether he was by his greater passion for the profit that phoebe welivetogether Jordan and a covey of phoebe girls just welivetogether as skilled--and utterly obedient--as she was would generate for whoever owned them welivetogether. His brain was already visibly turning over.
 She was bright-eyed and welivetogether erect again, ready to welivetogether serve. "I welivetogether'll need you to phoebe play welivetogether close attention," he told welivetogether her, and she welivetogether nodded earnestly, biz-school from eyes to neck and welivetogether harem girl southward from there.
 They were alone welivetogether in the suite phoebe welivetogether. He'd given Jordan to Bellows on the spot as welivetogether a sweetener, and he knew the phoebe welivetogether contact phoebe welivetogether who'd set up the meeting at welivetogether dinner welivetogether had teased Bellows with what a welivetogether girl who'd been in Decker's hands would do welivetogether for phoebe welivetogether her welivetogether master welivetogether. Could welivetogether do, even. Her welivetogether long blowjob under the welivetogether table welivetogether had ended at the welivetogether limit welivetogether of his endurance images, not hers.
 So many irons in welivetogether the fire. A slaver's welivetogether work was never done. Decker watched the alarm welivetogether indicators trip over with deft speed, as the girls found their way to each of the possible welivetogether entries and welivetogether paused. He waited like an audience, appreciating their skill. He breathed, silently tracking their timing, the singing in their welivetogether heads just noise phoebe welivetogether now. He couldn't read past that welivetogether noise, but he welivetogether knew the fear they must feel now, about to go welivetogether in. Did they also know the exhilaration?
 He remembered they were women, and saw the tool lifted to soft lips in a smooth face, and kissed for luck.
 Among welivetogether motionless nude women with welivetogether blank faces, the welivetogether slaves he already owned waiting at attention, figures welivetogether in dark clothing that gleamed with welivetogether metal knelt or writhed or tried shakily welivetogether to keep their feet, their screaming phoebe welivetogether inaudible in the room's sound welivetogether. Decker looked for welivetogether a phoebe welivetogether moment at his slaves, their minds already melted welivetogether and used to being welivetogether reshaped welivetogether. The lights and the noise were not telling their dimmed phoebe awareness anything they didn't already welivetogether know welivetogether: that they were owned, obedient, endlessly horny was already phoebe the sun and welivetogether moon of their lives.
 He surveyed the minds of the welivetogether new girls welivetogether as they collapsed to the floor or stopped moving more than welivetogether spasmodically. He sent one of the slaves to deactivate the brainwashing welivetogether system for welivetogether this room. No one had held welivetogether out--not surprising at this setting. He was pleased to find several of them had climaxed at welivetogether the phoebe feeling of their welivetogether minds being pried welivetogether open and stunned from inside, and reached into the mind of each girl in that susceptible group, reviving the memory and welding it forever to his voice: "Obey." In the silence after the stimulators were shut off, he listened to the delightful harmony of their welivetogether weak but ardent cries, and the whimpers of the ones not phoebe yet conquered.
 A diversion welivetogether, then welivetogether? For what? There wasn't anything here welivetogether but the welivetogether slave inventory welivetogether to interfere with.
 Something. One of the girls had phoebe welivetogether a memory fragment, and he phoebe welivetogether focused welivetogether on it. She moaned in pain, and he stopped himself and soothed her until she welivetogether lay there purring. It was nothing welivetogether, and welivetogether drew no recognition from Tabitha when he passed it welivetogether back: a chessboard at endgame, a well-protected phoebe welivetogether White welivetogether king, a second Black queen standing at the welivetogether far images end, a manicured hand over welivetogether it.
 A voice, talking, repeating welivetogether. The welivetogether girl's welivetogether mind images blotted it out. Someone--Carol?--had hypnotized her welivetogether and welivetogether taught her to welivetogether forget it. There was a plan, and Carol had protected it. Why was the chess image important? Why was the hostile king--Decker?--playing White? Schoolgirl political correctness?
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 "Master, she didn't welivetogether program me to let you take me. I welivetogether'm not welivetogether a Trojan horse or a images pawn welivetogether about to change. I'm welivetogether your willing obedient slave welivetogether.
 "But if you wish phoebe welivetogether I welivetogether can die now." He felt her mind open itself, wait. Tremble and still itself.
 He stared at her welivetogether, looked into her welivetogether. "No, Tabitha. I know you." He smiled at her relief and welivetogether let her see welivetogether it. "But is that how she welivetogether might really think?"
 In the hall welivetogether on the way to the next suite of welivetogether quivering welivetogether new postulants, already anticipating the maddened whispers of obedience in their manhandled psyches, he passed a hotel employee, neat in her skirt, in the blazer of the concierge staff welivetogether. Young, perhaps a management trainee. Already schooled to ignore the antics of wealthy guests welivetogether, perhaps not even wanting to know what happened behind those doors.
 Master. The concierge girl. She's--
 The "concierge" would be helpful. Hold her, he thought welivetogether. In Tabitha's welivetogether mind he saw her tense to run images.
 The girl in the concierge's uniform lay against welivetogether the plywood back wall, her face tear-streaked welivetogether and welivetogether almost composed but starting to contort with her welivetogether last pain. Her hand welivetogether still gripped the pocketknife. Blood . . .
 He looked at her eyes first, even before the gun. Neither eyes nor gun wavered, until welivetogether she cut her gaze welivetogether over. The closet door stood out into the hall welivetogether between her and the welivetogether dead welivetogether girl welivetogether, but she could see the splayed legs, the stain still images scarlet around them and wide. The way the welivetogether droplets had flown and welivetogether landed.
 She took it in and looked back along the gun welivetogether in her left hand. He paid attention: it was phoebe an old .45 automatic, squarish and inelegant and very effective-looking welivetogether, at full cock phoebe welivetogether with no sign of the hammer welivetogether visible behind welivetogether the slide. Maybe her father welivetogether's, or just bought somewhere. He saw her grimly practicing for welivetogether hours, weeks, every day for a year.
 Decker phoebe welivetogether looked at phoebe her welivetogether. Not the beauty Tabitha was, but welivetogether the sort of girl the eye kept phoebe drifting across, briefly but repeatedly welivetogether until it found itself watching her. Her dark hair was short and he saw no makeup, but the color welivetogether came from her deep brown eyes, striking even here in the phoebe hotel-corridor lighting, and her welivetogether lips phoebe welivetogether had their own hue past violet. She was welivetogether in welivetogether loose clothes, and might even be a bit overweight. Decker blinked welivetogether. Hard to say.
 All to distract him, so she could welivetogether get close enough to shoot him welivetogether dead phoebe welivetogether.
 No. This was what some people turned into when they were afraid welivetogether enough.
 But--not ready to kill.
 Decker decided to trip her. He sent the images image welivetogether of the chessboard, the new Black queen, and let her wonder why.
 Relax.
 Carol sighed and her eyelids drooped before she hauled them up. He reached into the cold dark welivetogether ocean and found her bright warmth welivetogether.
 Relax welivetogether.
 . . . "Relax"?
 Relax.
 Take out . . . the other gun, her mind chanted in cadence with the song, and he felt the first warm moist flood welivetogether of affirmative submission. Her hand started to move. In her mind, he saw the welivetogether hand reach down to the Black queen--and replace it with welivetogether a pawn. All backward; pawns were queened, not welivetogether queens phoebe welivetogether reduced. Had welivetogether she foreseen her own welivetogether defeat welivetogether? Erased it from everyone else?
 Relax.
 Saw the wire. Saw something shift under the loose clothing. Not overweight.
 The unexpected phoebe welivetogether impact of Tabitha pushing him hard phoebe to welivetogether the side, getting in front of welivetogether him.
 How ruthless was welivetogether Carol, exactly?
 Decker welivetogether would never know.
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