A Crime Most Erotic

"Good slaves don't think, they just obey! Good slaves don't think, they just obey! Good slaves don't think, they just obey! Good slaves don't think, they just obey..." Noelle frantically repeats over and over again as she violently masturbates.

Everyone stares in disbelief at Noelle's shameless display. The young singer seems completely unaware of their presence in the bedroom as she jerks and spasms all over the bed, indicating her rapidly approaching climax. Given how sweaty she is, it's pretty clear that this isn't the first orgasm she's had while in this position.

"Oh dear..." Abigail mutters under her breath as she slowly approaches Noelle.

"I was trying to find Mona when I thought I heard something coming from in this room. When I opened the door, I was shocked to see Noelle like this. I tried to get her to stop, but nothing seems to work," Chelsea explains as she follows Abigail.

Abigail lightly taps Noelle on the arm, but the petite woman doesn't show any sign to indicate that she felt it. She just continues to rub her hand against her sopping wet pussy as fast as she can.

"Do you think you could hypnotize her to snap her out of it?" Chelsea asks Abigail hopefully.

"It's worth a try..." Abigail responds.

The therapist reaches around behind her head and takes off the pendant hanging around her neck. She leans forward and dangles the shiny ornament directly in front of Noelle's face, then begins to swing it gently from side to side. However, Noelle seems completely preoccupied with getting herself off. Anytime she opens her eyes, they're glazed over and seem to be staring off into the distance. At no point do her eyes even come close to looking at Abigail's pendant.

"It's no use. She doesn't seem to be able to focus in her current state. I don't thing she can see or hear anything going on around her," Abigail reports with a sigh.

She looks over her shoulder at Chelsea, only to see that her mouth is slightly agape as her eyes slowly drift back and forth. Abigail traces her eyeline and notices that she's staring at the swinging pendant.

"Uh, Chelsea?" Abigail tries to get her attention as she stands back up. She then holds out her hand and snaps her fingers a few times. "Hello? Earth to Chelsea."

Chelsea suddenly wakes up, shaking her head to make sure she's alert. Afterwards, she looks back at Abigail as she puts her necklace back on. The magician lets out a nervous chuckle before she speaks, "Whoops. Sorry about that. What were you saying?"

"She's too out of it right now to be hypnotized. I was about to ask if perhaps you could cast some kind of spell to turn her back to normal?" Abigail inquires.

"Hmm... I don't think so. I can't undo a magic spell if she's not already under one. I could theoretically try to cast something to try and offset some of the effects of her current condition, but that could get a bit... messy," Chelsea says.

"In that case, it would seem that whoever did this will have to be the one to reverse it," Abigail concludes.

"What are you all doing up here? I was under the impression you would all still be- Oh my goodness! What's going on?!"

Everyone in the room turns around to see Lalita and Cassidy standing in the doorway, both of them still adjusting their clothes from their recent backyard exploits. Lalita has a hand over her mouth, clearly in shock, while Cassidy simply raises her eyebrow with a confused look.

"The fuck is she doing?" The tattooed inventor asks as she stares at Noelle.

Not long after those two arrive, Mona and Sabrina also come running into the room, each of them looking just as surprised at Noelle's mindless jilling. With everyone now in the bedroom, Chelsea takes the opportunity to step towards the rest of the group, a calm smile appearing on her face.

"Alright, very funny. Clearly someone here had some fun messing with Noelle's head. Now, would whoever did this come forward so we can return her to normal and get back to the party?"

The group goes silent as everyone looks at each other. Each person is clearly waiting for someone else to speak up, but no one actually says anything. The only sound that can be heard in the room is Noelle's moans as she continues to repeat her mantra.

"Well, someone must have done this. I doubt Noelle decided to do this on her on," Lalita speaks up. "Being the hostess of this get-together, it's my responsibility to ensure the safety and comfort of my guests. And there's no one else in this house, so the guilty party must be in this room. As such, I demand the person responsible for this reveal themselves."

Once again, no one speaks.

"If no one wants to admit it, then I'll just have to hypnotize everyone and get the culprit to confess," Abigail threatens.

"Absolutely not. No way am I letting any of you bozos mess with my mind, especially not if one of you if some kind of pervert psycho," Sabrina argues, which multiple women around her seem to agree with. Mona chuckles to herself at that comment.

"If you ask me, it's obvious who did it," Danielle suddenly says. "There was only one person here we didn't know the location of before OR after Noelle left the dining room, which was Mona. She had to have done this."

Mona immediately goes from pleased to appalled at Danielle's accusation. She looks like she's about to yell, but stops herself just as she opens her mouth. She then glares directly at Chelsea, clearly upset.

"What are you looking at me for?" Chelsea asks, only to get a deadpan look from Mona. Chelsea takes a moment to think before realizing what's going on. "Oh! Sorry, Mona. I forgot about that..."

Chelsea speaks a short incantation and snaps her fingers. As soon as she does, Mona clears her throat. A look of annoyed relief comes over her face as the sound rings out.

"Fuckin' finally... Now, what the hell do you mean I had to have done this? I've been spending the last half hour trying to get that blonde bimbo's stupid pink gunk off my face!" The redhead says.

As Mona says that, everyone takes a closer look at her face and notices that there are still traces of water running down her cheeks. S.A.M. is even able to notice small remnants of makeup left over on her skin upon closer inspection.

"Aw! Why did you take it off? It looked so pretty! And what happened to that pretty bow I put in your hair?" Blondie ask.

"Don't remind me," Mona visibly shivers. She then looks back at Danielle. "How dare you accuse me. If anyone would do this, it's gotta be you. You've been obsessed with getting us to participate in your little tests all day. You probably **** that poor girl."

"I did nothing of the sort," Danielle retours.

"Oh yeah? Then prove it," Mona challenges her.

"Ladies. Stop fighting," Isa jumps in to break up the two women. "Clearly the most suspicious person here is Cassidy. She's been complaining and talking about how she's better than everyone since the moment she got her. She probably did this to try and prove some kind of superiority over us."

"Fuck off! I didn't do shit! If I was going to do something, I would have done it to all of you at the same time! Why bother putting one person under your control at a time when you can put everyone under all at once?" Cassidy says as if it's the most obvious thing in the world. Everyone else in the room just stares at her in silence. "What?"

"Oh, you don't mean that, do you, sweetie? Quit being silly," Lalita says in a sultry tone as she attempts to squeeze Cassidy's ass.

"Hey! Knock it off! I'm not falling for that again!" Cassidy says sternly as she slips out of Lalita's grasp. "How do we know you didn't set all of this up from the start? It is your house after all?"

"It would appear to me that you are trying to deflect from the fact that you are the most obvious culprit," Pearl remarks.

"Shut up! I already told you I didn't do it! You're probably trying to pin it on me because you did it!" Cassidy fires right back.

The discussion starts to get more heated as everyone begins pointing fingers at one another. The women all attempt to talk over each other as they throw around various accusations. During the commotion, Chelsea looks over shoulder and watches as Noelle continues to masturbate as if they're not even there. Seeing her new friend in such a helpless state quickly strengthens her resolve.

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" The room quiets down as the group turns to look at Chelsea. "I don't know which of you did this to Noelle, but I'm going to figure it out, no matter what it takes."

"I agree with Chelsea," Lalita adds. "If someone in this house intends to cause trouble, then I'm going to put a stop to it. Until we figure this out, no one is allowed to leave."

"What?! You can't keep us here against out will!" Sabrina cries out.

"Yeah. I don't want to stay here with you idiots," Cassidy agrees.

"Then it looks like it's in both of your best interest to help us sort this out as quickly as possible. The sooner we reveal the true criminal, the sooner you get to leave," Lalita tells them, trying her best to hide the pain she feels from hearing Cassidy's desire to leave.

"It looks like it's decided then. We'll conduct an investigation to get to the bottom of who mesmerized Noelle," Abigail says as the rest of the group continues to exchange looks of suspicion. "Get ready, because it looks like we have a mystery to solve..."