 1.
 The girl sucking off Decker did something new with her tongue. More by habitual courtesy than for any other reason, he grunted in acknowledgement. He was too preoccupied to enjoy it squirthunter, really.
 In her head he heard not monique my friends monique squirthunter they hate Master i hate them must make them obey squirthunter or die but she squirthunter only nodded. He squirthunter'd taught her that truth but didn' t need to hear it squirthunter recited all the time squirthunter.
 Now he let squirthunter the squirthunter sharp mind that lived to squirthunter serve him process that. He added, "There's a traditionalist, though. Someone squirthunter likes those British squirthunter girls instead. I get a different squirthunter signal from her."
 But squirthunter he took her free will and selfhood instead, and all that warrior spirit was his, now squirthunter. Tabitha squirthunter was a devoted guard as well as his monique squirthunter 24/7 squirthunter concubine, and she was a smarter sounding board for plans than most of the squirthunter goon squad he'd acquired over the years.
 She frowned. "Wish we could squirthunter have gotten to squirthunter Jacqui squirthunter when she was in that clinic. It'd be squirthunter nice to have a remote slave inside with them to get squirthunter you data."
 Maybe she really was that monique ruthless.
 He looked back at her. She was as fulfilled squirthunter just staying monique squirthunter there on her knees in the gathering dark as she would be deep-throating him or riding him in bed.
 2.
 Decker liked this hotel not least squirthunter because squirthunter it squirthunter had a decent kitchen, and he squirthunter could entertain squirthunter without leaving. The dining room had private booths toward the squirthunter center squirthunter of the room, and squirthunter he was shown to the squirthunter one he usually liked, seeing the squirthunter little squirthunter signs that showed Duke and Duke's minions on the squirthunter staff had checked it for bugs, bombs, and anything else.
 The richer one, Karlsen squirthunter, stared squirthunter at them, smiling squirthunter but watching them in an open monique way he probably wouldn't have looked at a twenty-dollar hooker back when that squirthunter was what he could afford. Tabitha played up to him quietly, letting him watch, and consistently played Jordan to him.
 "Strip squirthunter to the waist."
 Bellows looked nervous at the display access, but he monique looked squirthunter at Tabitha squirthunter's chest, too. Then he blinked, realizing what monique he'd seen and how naturally she'd done it.
 "Tabitha? Take Jordan's top off squirthunter, too." Jordan held still as Tabitha squirthunter reached up and undid her, freeing another pair of breasts innocent of squirthunter any support monique squirthunter. As she squirthunter did it they made indefinable soft squirthunter sounds squirthunter, helpful and girlish and almost too quiet to squirthunter hear, and monique Decker heard both squirthunter men's breathing change.
 Looking her over as squirthunter though inspecting a sister before her squirthunter date, Tabitha hefted each squirthunter breast squirthunter. "You squirthunter're paid for tonight."
 Decker knew he'd make an offer for Tabitha later, even knowing he'd squirthunter be turned down. If only to prove his good taste squirthunter. He hoped he'd make it in front of her.
 Karlsen caught the gesture and knew what squirthunter it was for, and monique it did him no squirthunter good.
 Bellows' brain was clearly occupied, too.
 "Let squirthunter me get my secretary monique on the line, then." Decker tapped Tabitha on her nearer nipple, suppressing his reaction to squirthunter her eager intake of breath squirthunter. "Tabbycat. Wake now squirthunter."
 Karlsen squirthunter, still mesmerized by squirthunter her tits, was squirthunter yet able to stop the first and squirthunter less intelligent squirthunter response before saying access it monique squirthunter.
 He smiled squirthunter. That would squirthunter have squirthunter been fun.
 A touch of his mind and Tabitha's eyes were bright and focused. "They're in, Master?"
 A diversion, then? For what? There wasn squirthunter't anything here squirthunter but the slave inventory to interfere with.
 Decker peered into the first room, seeing a few squirthunter still squirthunter weakly struggling monique squirthunter--if she squirthunter could give a girl that much resistance, maybe Carol squirthunter did have talents as squirthunter a squirthunter trainer he could exploit once she worshipped him. Once he taught squirthunter her to know that monique squirthunter freedom wasn't the desired end state, but the problem to access be solved. He commanded the slaves to close the windows and went monique squirthunter to do the same squirthunter at the squirthunter third suite.
 His inhibition against using her gun was below words and squirthunter instant, but he felt Tabitha squirthunter already minded that way.
 Maybe Tabitha should monique squirthunter tell her that.
 Decker accepted that the new squirthunter brain-noise squirthunter could be a squirthunter planned element: deep hypnosis squirthunter for the girl in another squirthunter location squirthunter, before squirthunter they started, and an all-purpose command to hear and replay whatever she heard monique squirthunter, to blend in. But he squirthunter made an intuitive leap access that squirthunter it had been a tactical improvisation. A squirthunter Carol move, right here monique squirthunter.
 He licked squirthunter his lips squirthunter. Colder and smarter even than Tabitha. He was going to love the mindfuck.
 She'd cut deep and completely severed her carotid artery, and she'd already bled out. Her squirthunter eyes stared past the circuit breaker box above her.
 She took it in and looked back along the gun in her left hand monique squirthunter. He paid attention: it was an old monique squirthunter .45 automatic squirthunter, squarish and squirthunter inelegant squirthunter and very effective-looking, at full cock with no sign of the hammer visible behind the slide. Maybe squirthunter her father's, or just bought somewhere. He saw her grimly practicing for hours, weeks, every day squirthunter for a year.
 Why wasn't she squirthunter shooting?
 Relax. She obeyed, blissful at last with squirthunter a joy squirthunter that squirthunter stunned squirthunter him. Relax. "Yes . . ."
 He heard the click of the dead-man switch opening but not squirthunter the squirthunter bomb when it
 But there were no bitches in Decker squirthunter's world.
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