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The Money That Money Can't Buy

Copyright© 2022 by littlefrog454

Chapter 5: Down the Rabbit Hole

Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 5: Down the Rabbit Hole - The Money That Money Can't Buy; a continuation of Finding Kelly, we find out more about the Group, well we find out more about the people in the Group and how it works.

Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Hypnosis   Mind Control   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Science Fiction   Incest  

“To get through the hardest journey we need take only one step at time, but we must keep stepping.”

“So it’s a military base”. Betty acknowledged grudgingly to the other girls and Steve.

“Not just a military base Betty, a “Doomsday Military Base”. If they hadn’t gotten sloppy with their security over the years we would have been caught. Well they would have discovered the camera and mike on the Professor anyway, and that would have led to a search for us.” Barb told everybody present.

“And we can’t take the chance that all their security is this lax.” Steve put in from his side of the table.

“And I guess I need to explain to you all now that Jesse isn’t going to be happy to see us.” Red put in

“Isn’t going to be happy to see us? What the Hell do you mean the person we’ve going in to rescue isn’t going to be happy to see us Red.” Steve demanded.

“That’s sort of what I’ve been trying to tell all of you. Somehow they’ve mind fucked her, and she’s one of them now. She won’t come with us willingly.” Red was almost in tears.

“Ok, Ok, forewarned, is forearmed. We can deal with that when we come to that, but I do not see any way we can get to her with all that security.” Steve told the gathered group honestly.

“Maybe we won’t have to.” Red said as she straighten up with a smile on her face. “She’s moving, and I’m almost positive she’s coming up with the Professor.”

“Ok, I can handle the Professor.” Steve said confidently.

“If it was only the Professor, but there appears to be several people with him, and Jesse is thinking of a trip, something about airplanes.” Red went on.

“But you can still follow her, can’t you Red?” Betty asked Red.

“I hope so Betty, but distance does effect my particular brand of telepathy, just like radio, and once the direct link is broken I’m not sure I can recapture it without personal contact with Jesse herself again.” Red explained to all of us sitting around our table at the Spinning Wheel.

“Where is she now Isabella?” Barb asked.

“Several miles away, in a car heading east at the moment Barb.” Red told her pointing in that direction.

“Yes, that would be the international airport.” Steve acknowledged.

“We would never get there in time to stop the plane from taking off, it’s highly debatable we could stop it even if we got there in time, ha, ha. All you can do now is note the time of departure Isabella. With that we can get air traffic control to give us where it landed. The FAA makes them file a flight plan. So everything is not lost. We can still follow them.” Barb told everybody.

“So Road Trip?” Betty announced then giggled.

“Road Trip it is, I call shotgun,” Barb giggled back.

First thing on the list Barb and Betty had to get ready for their Road Trip was a motorhome RV. They soon found Alpha Gamma Delta had several RV’s and trailers in storage since this was football’s off season, but one was all ready for them, or any other group of sisters, to move into. It was a Berkshire XLT, think Greyhound “Scenic Cruiser”, or Trailways’ “Silver Eagle” buses. Big monsters 44 feet long, a 25 foot wheelbase, 13 feet high, 8.5 feet wide, with a Cummins ISL 450HP diesel engine, Allison 6-speed transmission, power steering, cruse control, and trailer hitch, with air tow system, and even a tire pressure monitoring system (TPMS).

Next on their list was the car or runabout to be towed behind them. In the end they decided on Steve’s old used black Nissan SUV. All the girl’s cars were newer and certainly prettier, but the Nissan SUV was sturdy, had lots of room, was nondescript, and the engine had just been overhauled so it and the air conditioner were in fine shape. Next Steve raided his gun safe of some toys. A selection of pistols, rifles, and shotguns, along with the matching ammo to feed them. Barb and Betty meanwhile raided the sorority house for food and drink.

Hours latter Red told them she had lost the link with Jesse, but she was headed west. Barb got on the phone at that point with the people she knew at the FAA, and local air traffic control, with the departure time. In minutes they had a flight number, and a destination. Hours after that they were all on their way to San Diego, California.

While Barb and Betty were out foraging for food at the sorority house they managed to pick up Deloris so now there were four girls and Steve. Driving nonstop in shifts they started off for California. It wasn’t long till Steve announced that he intended to get a little sleep. Heading to the back of the RV he discovered the entire back of the bus was a wall-to-wall bed, bigger than a king sized bed. Closing the door to the main area he then shuttered the windows, and turned off the lights. Climbing under the cover sheet he was soon sound asleep.

Hours latter he was semi-awakened by a woman’s warm body sinuously crawling up beside him under the sheet. In that warm pleasant state of being neither fully awake, nor fully asleep still, he felt her hands explore his body. Finally a hand settled on his limp cock, but with a few simple strokes it was wide awake, and he was wide awake too. It took him a minute to collect himself and discover it was Deloris.

Deloris was 5 foot 7, with dark rich coffee colored black skin. She had a narrow waist and wide hips, and great breasts. She had brown eyes, and an extremely short close cropped afro hair style with large gold rings hanging from each ear lobe. When they had picked her up she had been wearing a UAB green and white cheerleader outfit complete with tasseled green and white shoes and Bobbie sox’s. Somewhere along the way most of the uniform had been lost, and all she was left in now was a fetish set of bra and panties and the white Bobbie sox’s. Think thin narrow white leather straps to contrast with her black skin. There were two half cups to lift, separate, and showcase her marvelous breasts, and a crotch piece to display her shaved cunt to her best advantage.

“Does Red and the other girls know your back here Deloris?” Steve questioned her, looking straight into her wide open innocent brown eyes.

“Certainly.” Deloris answered back way too innocently Steve thought.

“You don’t mind if I check.” Steve asked.

“But of course Steve.” Deloris answered back nonchalantly, but certainly not innocently. Steve knew deep in his mind, even after the incredible sex him and Red had had hours ago, and the Queens strengthening the bond latter, that they were not, even with the questionable bond they seemed to share, an exclusive boyfriend girlfriend thing yet. But he didn’t want to screw up the relationship they did have with a casual fling with Deloris now. Some women he knew, from past experience, were extremely territorial about things like that. Rolling over Steve got up, and still fully dressed he opened the door to the main cabin.

“Were you guys aware Deloris was back here trying to seduce me.” Steve started off the conversation.

“I don’t think he can call it seduction Sisters, it was more like a planned rape if anything.” Deloris called out from the bed behind him.

“See there Red it wasn’t my fault.” Steve told everyone, especially Red.

“Steve, Deloris confessed she was horny, and asked nicely if she could use you, and we gave her permission since there is only one of you, and Sisters share everything. Well Alpha Gamma Delta sisters do anyway. Alpha Gamma Delta prides itself on it’s loyalty to Sisters Steve. Part of our oath is to never allow any male to come between that loyalty to the Sisterhood.” Betty told Steve.

“Isabella ... Red, has told us what a male stud you are, and sweet little Deloris only wants to borrow you to sample the goods.” Barb added from behind the steering wheel at the moment.

“Borrow me! Well, it’s ... it’s ... it’s not like I can just be passed around Red ... Isabella. I’m not a ... a ... a man-whore, or something, but if the right buttons are pushed, a man, any man mind you, is going to react. I mean it’s just a natural response. It’s not love, it’s just a natural response to stimuli. You understand that don’t you Red ... Isabella?” Steve asked Red, but for some reason it felt like he was asking the room for permission.

“Steve go have your fun with Deloris.” Red ... Isabella called back to Steve.

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