Hypnosis Hijinks

Not wanting to be anywhere near Lalita once her little fling is over, where she will almost inevitably start ranting about wasting time again, Sabrina decides to head upstairs and see if anything interesting is going on there. When she reaches the top of the staircase, she notices that the room Noelle was found in now has the door closed.

"Weird... I could have sworn the door was open when we left. Why would anyone need to close it?" Sabrina mumbles to herself.

Out of curiosity, the influencer reaches out and grabs the door handle. She attempts to turn it, but finds that it won't budge. Now she knows for sure that something isn't right. It doesn't take a genius to realize that having the door to a crime scene suddenly become locked is never a good sign.

"Looks like someone thought they were slick. Unfortunately for them, no one can hide anything from Sabrina Liminali."

Sabrina reaches into her hair and pulls out two bobby pins. After bending each one slightly, she sticks them both inside the lock and begins to fiddle around with them. Within less than a minute, multiple clicks can be heard from inside the lock, causing Sabrina to give a proud grin. She grabs the handle and slowly opens the door, being careful to not make any noise. If someone's up to no good, she wants to make sure she catches them by surprise.

However, the first thing Sabrina sees when she opens the door isn't what she was expecting. Standing on the other side of the door is Abigail, with one hand slipped down her skirt. Based on the way she's fidgeting and the soft moans coming out of her mouth, it isn't hard to tell what she's doing.

"Uuuh... what the hell is going on in here?" Sabrina blurts out, causing Abigail to jump in a panic.

"S-Sabrina?! What are doing here?! I-I mean... uh... this isn't what you think! I'm just... um... uh..." Abigail spouts out, having clearly been caught off guard.

Wanting to see what's going on for herself, Sabrina steps into the room to get a better look, but what she sees next only makes her more confused.

"Come on, baby. Stroke that hot little pussy for me," Pearl says in an unusually sensual tone as she swings her hips from side to side and runs her her hands all over her naked body. When the young psychic notices Sabrina poking her head into the room, she simply smiles. "Oh, is this a friend of yours, sweetheart? Don't be shy. I love performing for a crowd. Just make sure you've got a nice tip ready for me. This body doesn't come for free."

"Sabrina, I can explain." Abigail starts. "You see-"

"You hypnotized her into thinking she's a slutty stripper?" Sabrina interrupts.

"Well... yeah, that's the basic gist..." Abigail admits with embarrassment. "But it's not my fault! Mona was the one who convinced me to do it! She got it my head about having some fun with Pearl..."

"Where is Mona anyway?" Sabrina asks.

"Uh..."

"Who's Mona?" A voice calls from the other side of the room, drawing Sabrina's attention.

"I'm Ruby," Mona says as she spins and shakes her hips to nonexistent music. Her movements appear to be quite a bit faster and more exaggerated compared to Pearl's more sultry dancing, though the two do share the same lack of clothing.

"And I'm Amber. Although for the right price, we'll be whatever you want us to be..." Pearl adds.

Sabrina glances over at Abigail who just chuckles nervously.

"Calm down. I'm not gonna judge you... at least not to your face anyway. I just wanted to see what you guys were up to in here," Sabrina breaks the silence after a moment.

"Oh, right... hey, wait a second... aren't you supposed to be with Lalita's group right now?" Abigail asks after her face finally manages to cool down a bit from her embarrassment.

"They got a little... preoccupied. If you want me to go so you can keep playing with your personal hypno-strippers, I can just..."

"No, no. It's fine. You can stay," Abigail says, somewhat begrudgingly. As much as she doesn't want to admit it, she was pretty close to cumming before she got caught, and the trickle of wetness running down her legs is making it a little hard to concentrate. While she does briefly consider the option of hypnotizing Sabrina as well, she manages to fight off the urge this time knowing that doing so will probably only make things worse in the long run. "Actually, it's somewhat convenient that you showed up. I was hoping to ask you something."

"Oh? And what's that?"

Abigail reaches into her pocket and pulls out the device she found connected to the back of the television and shows it to Sabrina. The blonde woman raises an eyebrow as she glances over the strange object. Meanwhile, now that they aren't giving any attention to "Ruby" and "Amber," the two strippers decide to entertain themselves, with the redhead strutting over and grinding her ass up against her brunette partner, who eagerly starts to run her fingers along her fellow dancer's body.

"Does this look familiar to you?" Abigail asks, totally unaware of what's unfolding behind her.

"Uh, no. Should it?" Sabrina replies.

"I don't know. I found it hooked up to the TV over there on the wall. You know, the one that's easily viewable from where Noelle is sitting on the bed."

Sabrina looks over her shoulder at Noelle, who is in the same position, chanting the same mantra that she was the last time the influencer saw her. The singer's body is starting to get pretty sweaty, and there's a visible stain on the bed between her legs, making it clear that she's been at it for a decent amount of time now. Despite that, she still shows no sign of stopping as she continues to jam her fingers into her pussy as fast as she can.

"Are you accusing me of something?" Sabrina asks as she turns back to Abigail.

"I'm just stating the facts. All I want to know is if you know any information about this thing."

"And I already told you that I don't," Sabrina repeats in a more firm tone. "I know what you're implying. You think I made some kind of hypnotic video and somehow got Noelle to watch it on that TV. But you're forgetting that I was still in the dining room when she came up here, so there's no way I could have turned the TV on to do... whatever this is to her."

"Actually, if my memory is correct, you left the dining room almost immediately after her. And who says this theoretical video wasn't already on when Noelle entered the room and someone came after the fact to turn it off before we found her? You certainly could have done that," Abigail explains.

Sabrina noticeably tenses up. She grits her teeth and stares at Abigail as she tries not to let her anger get the best of her.

"That's ridiculous. I didn't do shit. Besides, that's not even how subliminal messages work. Subliminals are designed to slowly alter a person's mind through repeated exposure. Do you know how long it would take to turn someone into a mindless goon **** with subliminal messaging? Way long longer than one fucking afternoon, I'll tell ya that," Sabrina retorts. "How do you even know there's a video on that thing? Have you seen it yourself?"

"I think we're both smart enough to know not to try something like that."

"Then how about you make sure you have some actual solid evidence before you go throwing around baseless accusations?!"

"Alright. I apologize. I didn't mean to upset you." In Abigail's mind, it seems like Sabrina accused herself more than anything, but the therapist decides it's best to keep that opinion to herself. "I just wanted to know if you had any idea what this thing is or what it might do."

"Well, I don't," Sabrina says before walking away. After a few steps, she finds herself standing next to the bed Noelle is masturbating on. As she looks down in frustration, something catches her eye. "If there's one thing I do know though, it's that Lalita's gonna be pissed when she finds out there's a stain on her one of her rugs."

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"You didn't see it? It's pretty noticeable."

Abigail walks around to Sabrina's side and glances at the long rug running along the side of the bed. Sure enough, there's a dark red spot stained on the rug. While the spot isn't very large, it stands out clearly from the white fabric it's soaked into. However, there doesn't appear to be anything else around the stain indicating where it came from or how it got there.

"How did we not notice that before?" Abigail wonders out loud.

"Looks like wine. And I think it's still wet, which means it wasn't made that long ago," Sabrina notes.

"Hmm... interesting... but how did-"

The discussion is suddenly interrupted by a loud smacking sound. Abigail and Sabrina turn around to find the two hypnotized women passionatly making out, with Pearl's tongue jammed down Mona's throat as they both let out a collection of slutty moans. Clearly their little dance number escalated while they weren't being watched.

"Uh, maybe you should snap them out of it at this point," Sabrina suggests.

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea," Abigail agrees before walking over to the two women. "Alright, ladies. It looks like I'm all out of cash."

Hearing that phrase causes the two woman to suddenly return to their normal selves. When Mona releases that she's currently sucking on Pearl's tongue, she quickly pushes the psychic away.

"What the hell?! What are you doing?" She yells.

"I-I don't know. All I remember is Abigail saying she wanted to show me something and then..." Pearl trails off as her memory start to get fuzzy.

"Wait a second! That's right! You!!!" Mona says as she turns to Abigail. "You motherfucker! You tricked me! We were supposed to mess with Pearl together! No one said anything about you hypnotizing me!"

"I-I'm sorry, Mona. I guess I can get a little carried away sometimes," Abigail responds nervously.

"Wait? Mess with me? Hold on. Did Abigail hypnotize me?" Pearl asks, seemingly more confused than actually annoyed.

Out of nowhere, Mona rushes over to Abigail and grabs her by the collar. She then lifts the hypnotist off the ground as if she weighs nothing before pushing her against the nearest wall. Immediately, Abigail starts to panic, realizing just how much stronger the redhead is than her. Meanwhile, Sabrina just smirks as she watches this event play out, enjoying the sight of the girl who just blame her for what happened to Noelle now being in such a compromising position.

"You think you can control me?! Let me make this clear: I'm puts bitches in their place, not the other way around. And from where I'm standing, it's starting to seem like you might be a bit of an unruly bitch. In fact, maybe I should give you a taste of your own medicine," Mona threatens.

Hearing those words gives Sabrina an idea.

"Actually, Mona... I may have a way to help you get even if you're interested..." she teases.

Abigail quickly turns to Sabrina with wide eyes, shocked at how instantaneously Sabrina sided with her attacker. Under normal circumstances, Mona has no interest in getting help from other people, but something about the way Sabrina talks as if she has a trick of her sleeve intrigues the muscular woman.

"Oh yeah? And what would that be?"

Sabrina reaches into her cleavage and pulls out a small pink pill.

"I got this bad boy from Danielle. You know, you'd be surprised how easy it is to swipe something off of her when she's distracted..."

"What does it do?" Mona asks, her interest clearly having been piqued.

"No idea. But doesn't this seem like a good opportunity to find out?"

Mona considers the offer for a moment. On one hand, she would love to teach Abigail a lesson all on her own, but on the other, a part of her has been curious what kind of stuff that crazy witch has been trying to test on the rest of them. After a moment, she looks at Sabrina and nods.

With a smile on her face, the influencer reaches up and tries to give Abigail the pill. However, Abigail has no intention of going down without a fight and begins to move her head away from Sabrina. No matter how much the blonde tries, she can't manage to shove the pill down the brunette's throat.

"Come on, Abigail. If you can't play nice, we're going to have to do this the hard way..." Mona says ominously. After seeing Abigail continue to resist, Mona lifts up on of her arms and sticks her armpit into the smaller woman's face. Instantly, Abigail recoils as she's hit with the intense smell of Mona's sweat. "Now, now. Don't fight it. Be a good girl and take a nice deep breath."

Abigail tries her best to fight back, but after catching a whiff of Mona's pheromones, her mind is already starting to be affected. It isn't long before she feels an fierce desire to take a second sniff. Then a third. Then a fourth. She tries her best to focus, but her thoughts fade more and more the longer she's exposed to Mona's delectable odor.

"Now it's time take your medicine like a good little girl," Mona instructs as Sabrina once again pushes the pill into Abigail's face.

This time, Abigail is too weak to put up much of a struggle. After a few attempts, Sabrina manages to push the pink capsule past her lips and onto her tongue. Instantly, she begins to taste a pleasant sweet flavor reminiscent of strawberries. She briefly considers spitting it out with what little brainpower she has left, but that idea is quickly overridden as she finds the taste even more delicious than it was just a moment ago. Abigail takes one last look at Mona as everything around her starts to become blurry. The redhaired woman simply smiles before opening her mouth to speak. Abigail hears one single word just as her mind finally goes blank.

"Swallow."