Security Check

Lalita types away at the computer in her home office. Over her shoulder, Danielle watches with intrigue. Meanwhile, on the opposite side of the room, Sabrina scrolls on her phone while Blondie seems to be dazzled by her own reflection in a nearby mirror. The ditz poses in increasingly revealing positions, giggling to herself more and more each time. The room is largely silent until Lalita finally manages to pull up what she's looking for.

"Here we are. The security system records. Just as I thought, there's no trace of anyone entering or exiting the property after you all arrived. The last entry I have marked is when Abigail's car pulled into the driveway," Lalita says to the group.

"So it would seem..." Danielle remarks as she reads to confirm Lalita's words. "And you're absolutely sure that none of this data was tampered with?"

"Please. You can't delete records from a security system. That would defeat the entire point. And assuming the system is run on a private server, it's very unlikely that someone would be able to hack into it, especially without leaving any kind of evidence of their meddling."

Lalita and Danielle both turn around in surprise. They look over at Sabrina, who is still staring down at her phone. After a moment, the blonde woman glances up and notices the two women looking at her.

"What? You think that just because I'm hot, I can't know tech stuff?" She asks in an offended tone.

"We didn't think anything. You've spent the entire evening on your phone, so we barely know anything about you. You haven't exactly spent any time demonstrating your intellectual expertise up until now," Lalita explains.

"Yeah, because I don't need to prove anything to any of you. I already have millions of people constantly telling me how great and beautiful and smart I am, which, if you must know, is the whole reason I'm on my phone all the time, thank you very much," Sabrina responds.

"Don't you think you're a bit too old to be doing all this?" Danielle asks the influencer. "I'm not exactly an expert on social media, but aren't most popular people on those apps on the younger side?"

"Fuck you! I'm still in my early 20s!" Sabrina quickly argues.

Both Lalita and Danielle immediately raise their eyebrows and give a look, indicating that neither of them believe a word of what Sabrina just said.

"Fine. Mid 20s..." Sabrina corrects herself.

"You know, there's nothing wrong with being on the older side. Just look at the two of us," Lalita says as she gestures to herself and Danielle. "We're both older than you, but I'd still say we're doing pretty well in the looks department. Besides, plenty of people are into MILFs."

"I am not a MILF!" Sabrina replies, only to get another judgmental look from the two older women. "...okay... Late twenties..."

"Whatever you say, sweetheart..." Lalita says, clearly still not believing Sabrina. She then turns back to her computer as Danielle chuckles quietly to herself. "Alright. Now that we've confirmed that no one else entered the house apart from the 12 of us, let's see if we can find any other useful information."

With that, Lalita hops up from her chair and heads out of her office, with Blondie quickly following behind. Danielle is about to leave to, but Sabrina steps in front of her with a smirk on her face just before she can reach the door.

"Hey, you mentioned that you don't know anything about social media, right Danielle?" Sabrina asks.

"That's not exactly the way I phrased it, but that's more or less what I meant," Danielle answers.

"Why don't you let me show you a bit? I bet you could learn something. Who knows? You may even get into it," the influencer suggests.

"As much as I do love learning new things, I think I'll pass this time. I wouldn't want to start neglecting my scientific research because I got hooked on staring at my phone all day," Danielle explains as she attempt to walk around Sabrina.

"No, of course not. There's no way that would happen. But I promise you would enjoy it if you gave it a chance. Here, let me show you some of my stuff," Sabrina says as she pulls up a video of herself on her phone and shows it to Danielle.

"Are you just doing this because I said you were too old for this stuff? Listen, I'm sorry. Clearly you're doing very well for yourself. I didn't mean to be rude, it was just... it was... oh, wow. That outfit looks really good on you," Danielle trails off as she becomes captivated by the video of Sabrina sensually dancing in a revealing outfit, seemingly unable to notice the subliminal massages flashing on the screen every few seconds.

"I know, right? Although, really, I look good in basically anything. Actually, I think I also have a version of this where I'm in just in my underwear..." Sabrina whispers into Danielle's ear.

"Oh... r-really?" The Hispanic woman says under her breath as a chill runs down her spine. "Well, that sounds... rather interesting. I suppose I could just watch one or two more for... research purposes..."

"Yes, of course. Just one or two..." Sabrina smiles as places her phone into Danielle's hands.

A few rooms away, Lalita and Blondie spend the next little bit searching the living room. Or at least Lalita searches while Blondie gets distracted by something every few minutes. After some time passes, the two aren't able to find anything of note. Lalita looks around and notices that Danielle and Sabrina are still nowhere in sight. While she was initially focused on her investigation, it now finally occurs to her just how long their group has been separated.

"Where did those two go?" She wonders out loud.

"Maybe they snuck away to rub each other's pussies! Ooh, do you think they'll let me join? I'm, like, super wet and tingly right now," Blondie admits as she sticks a hand under her dress and teases her slit through her incredibly thin panties.

"Now's not exactly the time for pussy rubbing, Blondie," Lalita notes. "We should look for them."

After going through a few rooms on the ground floor of the manor, Lalita eventually realizes that the two missing women are still in the office. The typically-refined Indian furrows her brow as she enters the room and approaches them.

"What are you still doing in here? I thought it was made very clear that we're not supposed to separate. What if something happened while we were not all together."

As Lalita gets closer, she notices that Danielle is scrolling through Sabrina's phone while Sabrina stands off to the side of her room and messes with various trinkets on the desk. Danielle doesn't pay any attention to Lalita's comment, instead being fully immersed in whatever she's looking at. Immediately getting a sense of what's going on, Lalita quickly snatches the phone out of Danielle's hand.

"Hey! I was looking at that!" Danielle whines.

"Danielle? Did Sabrina trick you into looking at her social media posts?" Lalita asks.

"What? Don't be ridiculous. She didn't trick me. I was the one who wanted to see what was on her page. Although... I guess she did shove her phone in my face the first time... but that's beside the point."

"Yeah, I barely did anything. I just thought she might like to see some of my work, which turned out to be true. She did the rest," Sabrina points out, to which Danielle quickly nods in agreement.

Lalita simply lets out a sigh.

"Listen Danielle, if you want to brainwash yourself into one of Sabrina's mindless followers, knock yourself out, but maybe do it after we find out what happened to Noelle."

"Sorry. You're right. It's just that... all of those photos and videos were so much better than I was expecting. Sabrina really knows her stuff. It was so dumb of me to say anything bad about her. She's so great and beautiful and smart!" Danielle says with a smile and a far-off look in her eyes.

"See? I told you," Sabrina adds proudly.

"Uh... right. Well, anyway, just try to stay focused for now. Hopefully by the time we're done those subliminal messages will wear off..." Lalita says, mumbling the last part under her breath. "And Sabrina, I would appreciate it if you would not attempt to reprogram any of my other guests for the time being."

Lalita hands Sabrina's phone back to her before once again going to leave the room, though this time stopping at the door and waiting for the rest of the group to join her. As she moves away, Danielle walks over to Sabrina and speaks quietly to her.

"I am so sorry, Sabrina. She shouldn't have talked that way to you. But she is kind of right. We do need to get back to work..." Danielle says in a somewhat meek tone.

"Yeah, I suppose so..." Sabrina admits, though she still doesn't have a desire to provide any actual assistance. "But don't you think Lalita is being a bit too serious about all of this? I mean, I'm sure Noelle will be fine. I think we could use a bit more fun around here, don't you?"

Suddenly, a voice in the back of Danielle's head speaks up. It's relatively quiet, but still definitely noticeable. Sabrina is always right. You can trust Sabrina. As soon as she hears it, despite her reservations, Danielle gets an urge to help the blonde get the fun she wants.

"What did you have in mind?" Danielle asks curiously.