He looked out the window of the suite, seeing the skyline beyond in the slanting late-afternoon light. The auction - had gone well, but then they always did. He worked with each slave intensely girls before teen she teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen reached market and they were all thoroughly tame--especially the "wild" ones the buyers wanted to girls think they were going to break.

Maybe they girls were just losers, Decker club thought. Payback might teen be a bitch, but there were no seventeen bitches teen in girls Decker's world.

In the - receding beat of teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen the club rotors, telling Duke teen not to let teen anyone try to shoot it down, he looked into his teen new teen captive and saw - not the slightest trace of teen fantasy teen-submission or slutness of any variety. Tabitha was looking at spending the teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen rest seventeen of her life as a teen conditioned sex slave teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen with disgust and terror and not even thinking she'd be taught to enjoy it teen. Ballsy enter enough to risk teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen it anyway, so her friends could rescue the others and teen get away.

It almost made him sad.

He'd never had seventeen anyone smart he could trust. And enter he'd never teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen found a woman he hadn't enter considered a bimbo teen in training even culture before he took her. But Tabitha . . .

"You covered your tracks, Master." She spoke teen thoughtfully teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen from her knees, drifting into a pose her teen programming knew he liked -. "But the clients tonight have been all over the 'Net about it, and culture club they must have put club it girls together."

He shrugged. "With that noise in their heads - I seventeen can hear them coming a mile away. Jammers are great for security but girls they suck for culture surprise." As always when he said that, he caught a fairly detailed image in Tabby's mind of a lumbering green aircraft girls: Daddy had flown culture for the Air Force before teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen Mommy remarried teen someone wealthier, and Tabitha seventeen actually knew all about jammers.

Probing curiously, Decker teen found no nostalgia there culture club, either.

She teen knelt and waited teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen.

"Suck your thumb," he told her girls, and saw her obey teen with enter graceful haste. He reached teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen in and triggered a teen memory, and heard her moan as she fell into the fantasy, and he watched her writhe for a teen while, thinking culture club she'd earned at least the fantasy culture of having him in her mouth as he started girls to change culture.

They charmed the buyers culture, who weren't used to slaves who spoke better than they teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen did and seemed to think more clearly.

Tabitha culture club didn't look like culture club she'd be a demanding sort of girl. Decker seventeen watched teen and enjoyed as teen her programming -, even as she fought to teen keep focused on marketing Jordan, made her own slave-awareness - resonate to Karlsen's unconscious cues and club turned her behavior into a harem slave with geisha seventeen training enter. Freed culture club of his culture club vicinity or under command by Decker, she'd be back to normal, but for now she was submissively under teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen Karlsen's spell and girls falling deeper, and culture club he teen was only just starting to teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen get it seventeen.

Bellows looked nervous at the teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen display, but he looked at Tabitha's chest, too. Then he blinked, realizing what he'd seen girls and how naturally teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen she'd girls done it.

Too polite and canny to club smile, he recalled seeing the girls practice for this. They'd done it for two hours under hypnosis. Tabitha had used the pendant Jordan had been conditioned to, programmed her, and then enter put herself under as Decker had trained her. Then they stripped, over and over. It had been erotic, then - strange, then enter funny, to teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen watch the frozen segment of foreplay repeated endlessly, perfectly.

All for this moment, and it had captured - the buyers. The girls dreamily gazed at each others -' chests and then turned back to beam at culture Karlsen and Bellows, who couldn't help but feel flattered. They wanted to see the teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen two slaves get it on culture club, and imagined the slaves did too but were more interested in two such studly men.

They tried to make conversation, but Jordan culture club's teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen concentration on her task precluded Bellows' on anything much, and Karlsen was having a hard time keeping up with the way Tabitha's culture club breasts swayed gently - as she kept speaking calmly--even seventeen though her nipples were pushing out of her aureoles like desperate little antennae enter. That, too, was mind control, he was realizing as teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen Decker teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen watched him. Not just the other girl teen's utterly girls focused fellatio to the just-met master, but this one's girls ability to function highly aroused because she'd culture been told to.

Decker teen knew he'd make teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen an offer for Tabitha later, even knowing he'd be turned down. If only to prove his good taste. He hoped he -'d make it in front of her.

Master?" she breathed, fighting to keep her head up, her gaze on him.

She was bright-eyed and erect again, ready to club serve. "I'll need you to play enter close attention," he told her, and girls she seventeen nodded earnestly -, biz-school from eyes to neck teen and harem girl southward from there.

3.

Decker heard the maddening little voice in their heads teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen before he saw the first silent alarm teen. As teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen he culture looked at the floorplan on the screen to see where the girls were coming, the nightmarish conceit occurred to him that Normandy Swords was the voice teen in teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen their teen heads, that culture the pop diva was in fact club a wily controller from way back and was sending legions of mindless, subliminally enslaved fans against him teen.

He smiled teen. That would have been fun.

Tabitha stood still and willing, now. He teen looked into her thoughts teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen and found teen quiet bliss club: a dream of kneeling naked by his feet in a bright, crowded throne room teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen, owned before all.

Decker teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen knew he'd impressed Karlsen, too teen, and teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen that enter Karlsen respected the fact that girls Bellows girls had lost a power exchange he hadn't even appreciated he was in girls.

So many irons teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen in the fire. A slaver's work was never done. Decker watched the alarm indicators trip over with deft speed, as the girls found teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen their way to each of the possible entries and paused. He waited like - an audience culture club, appreciating their skill. He breathed, silently tracking their timing, the singing in their heads just noise now. He couldn teen't read past that noise, but he teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen knew the fear girls they must culture feel teen now, about to go in. Did they also girls know the exhilaration?

They teen were taking a while -, and he decided it wasn't funk. Not with these girls. A technical teen problem with something they culture club had teen. He closed his eyes teen and pictured seventeen the malfunctioning gadget -, the silent curse, the thing set quietly out of the way while someone club pulled teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen out something old-fashioned, the prybar or the knife, to use instead enter of the broken tech-toy.

Among motionless nude women with blank teen faces, the slaves he already owned waiting at attention, figures teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen in dark clothing that gleamed teen with metal knelt or writhed or tried shakily to keep their feet, their screaming inaudible in the room's sound. Decker looked for a moment at his slaves, their minds already melted teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen and used to teen being reshaped. The lights and seventeen the noise were not telling their dimmed awareness anything girls they didn't - already know teen: that they were owned, obedient, endlessly teen horny was already the sun culture club and moon of their lives.

Behind teen him, he knew teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen Tabitha was club alert culture club and excited, her culture mind immunized by teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen his personal training, avidly watching her old comrades being broken before her eyes by her master's subliminals.

He culture club thought about - Carol, 20 going on 70, molding culture her friends' minds to reach her goals teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen. He thought about her friends culture, letting her do teen it, willing hypnotic - subjects.

Decker peered into the first room teen, seeing a few still weakly struggling--if she could give a girl that much resistance, maybe Carol did teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen have talents as a trainer he culture could exploit teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen once she worshipped him. Once he - taught club her to know that teen freedom wasn't the desired end state, but the problem to be solved. He commanded the slaves to girls close the windows and went culture club to culture club do the same at the third suite.

Yes, Master. I teen'll handle it. He paused girls, seeing through her mind. The girl faced Tabitha club in the quiet hallway, perhaps aware teen that he held every - room on this floor, that she was either alone or teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen worse here. He tried reaching through to her thoughts, but not having enslaved her yet he lacked access. He wondered if she knew how teen badly her friends were faring, that some of them were already at the point of crawling teen to him for the privilege of culture club going after her if they knew.

Maybe Tabitha should tell her that culture.

He wondered teen whether Tabitha remembered the last moments of her own freedom, when she'd tried girls to shoot herself, but he found no trace culture club of that in teen his slave's thoughts.

Even before Tabitha gasped, he felt someone else come up teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen behind them. He enter turned.

He looked at her teen eyes first, even seventeen before the gun. Neither eyes girls nor girls gun wavered, until teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen she cut her gaze over. The closet door stood out into the hall teen between her and the dead girl, but she could see the teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen splayed legs, the stain still scarlet culture around them and wide. The way the droplets had flown and landed.

He heard teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen--surf. Carol had girls programmed teen herself teen with the ocean to mask her thoughts.

Ahh.

Carol fought him, her teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen whole being resisting him. Her seventeen right hand was in her pocket teen, gripping something, and he wondered what she had in there. In a few moments he could simply girls know.

She fought teen. Her body started to shake.

Carol sighed and her eyelids drooped before she hauled them up. He reached into the cold dark ocean and found teen her bright warmth culture.

There was enter music in teen her head now. He culture club wondered if it was girls what she'd tried before choosing surf teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen sounds. He started seventeen to recognize it, and looked teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen into her eyes more deeply, wondering. What the fuck? . . . Frankie Goes to teen Hollywood?

Relax teen, her mind - answered teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen, and teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen he heard teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen the beat of the song teen in it. Her arm teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen began to teen bend, to sink. Her will was culture bending -.

With less seventeen of a load, he was free to send a command to teen Tabitha. Good girls girl teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen. She'll be mine soon.

He made them wear tight vinyl and chains for teengirlsstripping-clubseventeen a while and love it, but that did no good. Neither seventeen did making them hate it.