 He looked down at Tabitha's lustrous winter-wheat cascade of hair between his legs, enjoying its delicate movement. The brain under that mane cruiser belonged to him completely, and cruisermichellemilf sometimes he liked to have her tell cruiser him so, but the point was that this blowjob wasn't wasted. He could stop her now and pick cruiser it up later and cruiser she'd have the same enthusiasm.
 "They're still using that pop bimbo's cruiser music cruisermichellemilf to make their thoughts hard to read." It was one of the memories cruisermichellemilf he'd locked cruiser away in Tabitha, reviewed when he'd taken and cruiser turned cruisermichellemilf her. The girls she'd been with had let that teacher of theirs hypnotize them to help them cruisermichellemilf focus and to learn tricks like this annoyingly effective crap with cruiser Normandy Swords, or whatever her sprightly little name was. Part of the little commando thing they'd surprised his outfit with when he'd swept down on their tony little cruisermichellemilf private school. Didn't hurt that they were mostly cruisermichellemilf well-off, and able to buy the arsenal and all the fancy cruiser equipment cruiser.
 Decker had looked at her as she stood there cruiser, looking sexy as hell in her improvised cruiser commando gear, sexier with the cruiser pale face cruiser and wide eyes of her terror, and realized michelle she was not even daring to hope he'd kill her. It wasn 't cruiser often he found that much courage with that much realism. This girl had grown up several lifetimes right now cruiser.
 But she'd been working hard. "I looked at what they were cruiser saying about cruisermichellemilf price cruiser and hinting about quality. There cruiser was the usual talk about cruisermichellemilf whether you 'd bring another sister cruiser act."
 Decker grinned at her cruiser. "She's not that ruthless, is she?"
 Maybe she really cruiser was that ruthless.
 "Suck your thumb," he told her, and saw her obey with michelle graceful haste. He reached in and triggered a memory, and heard her cruiser moan all as she fell into michelle the fantasy, and he cruisermichellemilf watched her writhe for cruisermichellemilf a while, thinking she cruiser'd earned at cruiser least the fantasy of having cruiser him in her mouth as he started to change.
 2.
 All for this moment, and it had captured the michelle buyers. The girls dreamily cruiser gazed at each others' chests and then turned back to beam at Karlsen cruisermichellemilf and cruiser Bellows, who couldn't help but feel flattered. They wanted to see the cruiser two slaves get it on, and imagined the slaves did too but were cruisermichellemilf more interested in two such studly men.
 Sighing happily, Jordan beamed at them milf and slid cruiser under the cruiser table, and Decker nodded as cruiser Bellows looked down in confusion cruisermichellemilf and then cruiser up, grinning nervously, as cruiser Jordan found cruiser her target cruiser and went at it cruisermichellemilf.
 Decker admired milf them as lesser Tabithas, wondered cruiser if he could make cruisermichellemilf a palace guard of them. They were, in the end cruisermichellemilf, still just cruiser amateurs, but they were good: the lack that michelle distinguished and handicapped an amateur michelle wasn't skill but cruiser focus. He knew they'd lose that, at the proper time.
 Decker considered. He reached into one of the weaker girls, her mind already learning his touch, making her mew aloud with all pleasure, and searched. There was Carol, looking cruiser at them.
 A cruiser voice, talking, repeating. The girl's mind blotted it out. Someone--Carol?--had all hypnotized cruisermichellemilf her and cruisermichellemilf taught her to forget it. There was a plan, and Carol cruisermichellemilf had protected it. Why was the cruiser chess image important? Why was the hostile cruisermichellemilf king--Decker?--playing cruiser White? Schoolgirl political correctness?
 "But if you wish I can die now." He felt cruiser her mind open itself cruiser, wait. Tremble and still itself.
 Wait . Music in her head--but he smiled cruiser: it cruisermichellemilf was the elevator theme, muted and tasteful. Probably drove the cruiser poor girl cruiser insane as she fetched and carried. He thought of playing with her cruiser, but cruiser with cruiser his new catch flopping on the floor of two more suites here . . .
 Maybe cruiser Tabitha should tell her that.
 Carol was here.
 He cruisermichellemilf wondered whether Tabitha cruisermichellemilf remembered the last moments of her own cruisermichellemilf freedom, when she cruiser'd tried to shoot herself cruisermichellemilf, but he cruisermichellemilf found cruiser no trace cruiser of that in his slave's thoughts.
 Decker looked at her. Not cruiser the beauty Tabitha was, but the sort of girl cruiser the eye kept drifting across, briefly but repeatedly until it found itself watching cruisermichellemilf her. Her dark cruiser hair was short and he saw cruisermichellemilf no makeup, but the color came cruiser from her deep brown eyes, striking even here in the hotel-corridor cruisermichellemilf lighting, and her lips had their all own hue all past violet. She was in loose cruiser clothes, and might even be a bit overweight. Decker blinked. Hard to say.
 She'd just sent all her friends, her troops, into what all she cruiser must have known cruiser would be a trap cruiser, sprung his snares, and somehow gotten past Duke and the rest cruisermichellemilf of his cruiser people. Or had they gotten past her? Had she already been holed cruiser up cruisermichellemilf here in the hotel since before they cruiser'd even arrived all--waiting ?
 All to distract him cruiser, so cruiser she cruiser could get close cruiser enough to shoot him dead.
 How ruthless cruisermichellemilf was Carol? He probed gently for guilt, like all a wire-inlet cruiser, the tiniest chink through which he cruisermichellemilf could cruisermichellemilf reach into to her mind and milf slowly, slowly disable her from shooting, running, disobeying, thinking . . .
 No. This was what some people turned cruiser into when they were afraid enough .
 She faltered cruiser.
 . . . "Relax cruiser"?
 Lower the gun. She fought, but she was in a daze now, and she was just pushing effort blindly.
 Her hand cleared the cruisermichellemilf pocket cruiser, gripping whatever it was very tightly.
 He heard the click of the dead-man switch opening but not the bomb when cruiser it
 Duke cruiser had shown his michelle wisdom cruiser in the end, deputizing the cleverest cruiser and then all just looming over them cruisermichellemilf to keep them honest. He'd been the one to come to the hospital every day.
 How ruthless was Carol, exactly?
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