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

It deauxma almost made deauxmadiaryofamilfporn him sad.

But he took her free porn will and selfhood deauxmadiaryofamilfporn instead, and all that warrior spirit was diaryofamilf his, now. Tabitha was a devoted guard as well as his 24/7 concubine deauxma, and deauxmadiaryofamilfporn she was a deauxmadiaryofamilfporn smarter sounding board for plans than most of the goon squad he'd acquired over the years.

"Just thinking outta deauxma the box, Cap," he'd said the first time they saw a newsgroup immortalizing Decker's alias deauxma, after deauxma Duke's little concept with the twins diaryofamilf who just loved each other deauxma had gone over big. A fuck-video staple, come to deauxmadiaryofamilfporn glorious life as Decker's deauxma new signature.

"Think about being in a box, compadre," he told porn Duke. "Next time you have an idea."

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

Tabitha grinned back and shook her head. "No one's that ruthless, Master."

Tabitha closed deauxma her eyes suddenly and deauxma sighed. He looked out the window again. "I know. I'm just not diaryofamilf wanting it right now porn."

He looked back at her. She was as fulfilled just staying there on her ducky knees in the gathering dark as she would be deep-throating porn him or riding him in bed.

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

"Now, Tabitha."

"Well deauxma, Jordan ducky porn." Her deauxma tone was warmly reproving. "You've been teasing our deauxma guest. But you're not a tease, are you?"

So far they'd set off the motion detectors on the ledge as their bodies blocked the brisk airflow. The south deauxma side tends to unexpected gusts, ladies. Watch yourselves. I want you all.

He waited, giving them time to choose an entrance. He presumed deauxmadiaryofamilfporn they knew the deauxma floorplan deauxma, had enough access to the hotel's systems to deduce which suites deauxma he held on this floor, and could figure out ducky the best place among those to deauxmadiaryofamilfporn keep some of his inventory. Tabitha, who deauxma seemed to be getting turned on at the thought of helping him take her friends porn, had suggested more precise bait, and came deauxma up diaryofamilf with some images quite diaryofamilf clever not-quite-clues to hint which rooms the girls who might be Ruthie and Jill were waiting in. But before he ducky porn could even point out deauxma the problem she'd seen it: "We can't make it too easy deauxmadiaryofamilfporn for them, Master. Because Carol could smell that."

He hoped deauxma so diaryofamilf. They'd earned that ducky porn, at least.

The entry alarms came on like a chandelier deauxma on the computer screen as the girls invaded his rented domain simultaneously. He imagined the taut, black deauxma-clad bodies floating gracefully in the windows, deploying into the studied rooms deauxma like dancers hitting their marks.

He saw the yellow indicators come on as the defense systems reacted deauxmadiaryofamilfporn, after the delay to let everyone get deauxma in and get far deauxmadiaryofamilfporn enough deauxmadiaryofamilfporn from the ducky way out to make the deauxmadiaryofamilfporn trip out too deauxmadiaryofamilfporn, too hard. He pictured the sentries outside the windows and deauxma doors looking images in with deauxma horror as their sisters were porn caught ducky porn. He pictured deauxma one or two leaning too close deauxma, looking too long, and--caught deauxma themselves--slowly, dreamily entering porn to join the images victims and wait for him.

No, Master. Tabitha deauxma's conviction was deauxmadiaryofamilfporn deep porn, as close as her thoughts came to the absolute certainty diaryofamilf of her slavery to him. She'd never think of that. He images felt Tabitha's brief, hot deauxma confusion as porn she deauxma wished in her twisted ducky porn retrospect that she had, and betrayed her friends to him before.

A voice, talking deauxma, repeating. The girl ducky porn's deauxma mind blotted it deauxmadiaryofamilfporn out. Someone--Carol?--had porn hypnotized her and taught her to forget it. There was a plan, and deauxma Carol had protected it. Why was ducky the chess images image important deauxmadiaryofamilfporn? Why was ducky porn the hostile king--Decker?--playing White? Schoolgirl political correctness?

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He deauxmadiaryofamilfporn stared deauxma at her, looked into her ducky porn. "No, Tabitha. I know deauxma you." He deauxma smiled at her relief and diaryofamilf let her see it. "But is that how she might deauxma really think diaryofamilf?"

Mentally and porn physically deauxma she ducky shook her head. "I don't know, Master. The Carol I knew might come up deauxma with an idea like that, as deauxma an idea, but images she wouldn't think she was a good enough hypnotist to pull it off."

Neither could he, but he tried to keep his ducky porn mind open. He deauxma led Tabitha porn out after activating the next set of deauxmadiaryofamilfporn commands in the ducky slaves in the room deauxmadiaryofamilfporn. They went to the closets and deauxma drawers to get the bindings and porn drugs deauxmadiaryofamilfporn to porn begin preparing deeper enslavement for the women who'd come to rescue diaryofamilf them deauxma from mind-slavery.

Tabitha went to fetch her.

The music: deliberate, masking her thoughts and then masking the mask. Smooth, powerful, effective hypnosis.

He licked his lips. Colder and smarter even than Tabitha. He was going to love the mindfuck.

Yes, Master. Thank you. She knew she was worth more to him than a diaryofamilf hysterical captive.

Her mind had shown it to him already but Decker stepped beside her and images looked.

Decker looked at her. She'd thought diaryofamilf she had forty seconds of free will left, and this was what she'd done with it diaryofamilf.

Decker looked deauxma at her. Not the beauty Tabitha was, but images the sort of girl the eye kept drifting across, briefly but repeatedly diaryofamilf until ducky porn it found deauxma itself watching her. Her dark hair deauxmadiaryofamilfporn was deauxma short ducky porn and he saw no deauxma makeup, but the color came from her deep deauxmadiaryofamilfporn brown eyes ducky porn, striking even here in the hotel-corridor lighting deauxma, and her lips had porn their own hue past violet. She was in loose deauxma clothes, and might deauxma even be a bit overweight. Decker blinked deauxma. Hard to say.

She'd just sent all her friends, her troops deauxma, into what she must have known would be a trap, sprung his snares deauxma, and deauxmadiaryofamilfporn somehow deauxmadiaryofamilfporn gotten past Duke and the rest of his people deauxmadiaryofamilfporn. Or deauxma had they gotten deauxma past her? Had ducky porn she already been holed up here in the hotel since before they deauxmadiaryofamilfporn'd even arrived--waiting?

How ruthless was Carol? He probed gently for guilt, like a wire-inlet ducky, the images tiniest chink ducky porn through which he could porn reach into to ducky porn her mind and slowly, slowly disable her from shooting, running deauxma, disobeying deauxma, thinking . . .

No deauxmadiaryofamilfporn. This was what deauxmadiaryofamilfporn some people turned into when they were afraid enough ducky porn.

Carol, the steelhearted queen, had deauxma never killed anyone diaryofamilf, up close or otherwise. Had never deauxmadiaryofamilfporn looked into the eye she deauxma was going to shoot through, felt the breath she was about to stop forever.

He reached into her.

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

Relax. Relax deauxma. Relax.

With less of a load, he was free to send ducky porn a command to Tabitha. Good girl. She'll be mine soon.

He thought about Carol. He thought about the way deauxma her mind had deauxma felt, the ecstasy when she'd finally--relaxed. It ducky porn had deauxma lodged in deauxma his own mind when hers had stopped, that eerie porn joy ducky porn, and he was circling deauxma the question whenever there was nothing else to deauxmadiaryofamilfporn think about. Often.

But there were no bitches in diaryofamilf Decker's world.