Claudia Explores the Club

Claudia Explores the Club

Claudia and Mr. Franklin looked at each other and smiled.

"What did you think of the experiment?" Claudia asked playfully.

"Well, I thought it was pretty interesting," Mr. Franklin observed. "Do you think they had more stamina than you were expecting?"

"I guess so," Claudia replied with a smirk. "When I think of stamina I think of...," Claudia's voice trailed off as she realized she might be getting herself into some hot water here. It had been a wild night. She just had amazing sex with Mr. Franklin. He was very controlling and she liked that. She found herself unable to resist obeying his commands and suggestions. He made her feel wild. She let herself go around him. He had just directed her to let two guys put their cocks between her breasts. That was much further than anyone had ever pushed her before. Claudia had a dilemma on her hands. Was Mr. Franklin going too fast for her? Would slowing down give him the impression she was too young for him?

"What were you about to say about stamina?" Mr. Franklin quizzed Claudia. He was trying to read her thoughts.

"I meant in terms of sex," Claudia declared, mustering as much confidence as she could.

"Oh," Mr. Franklin offered. "Well, you impressed me with how you worked some magic."

"That was easy," Claudia boasted. "This dark blue lipstick and matching bra made me feel pretty devilish."

"You did a good job talking dirty," Mr. Franklin praised. "You caught on to my hint right away."

"Well, the lipstick tube vibrator you stuck in me played a part," Claudia pointed out as she started to blush. "Trey and Bowman lasted longer than I expected."

"You still have some learning to do," Mr. Franklin remarked. "Don't forget they were not free to do as they pleased. I was in charge of all three of you."

"I have more to learn?" Claudia asked. Her competitive streak was starting to kick in. "I thought I did pretty well. I would have handled them on my own."

Claudia and Mr. Franklin continued their conversation as they ate their dinner. The food consisted of several exquisite Italian dishes. Risotto rice balls covered in a cream sauce was the highlight for Claudia.

"So what is this place?" Claudia asked.

"It has many names," Mr. Franklin whispered. "I call it the club."

"Club? Seems more like a restaurant," Claudia opined as she looked puzzled.

"If you are not too tired, I will show you around," Mr. Franklin offered. "You really haven't seen anything yet."

"What about this?" Claudia asked. She pointed her fork towards herself. Her silk shirt hung open and was missing most of its buttons.

"You look great," Mr. Franklin said with a grin. "Didn't you bring a coat?"

"I did, but I gave it to the guys at the door," Claudia answered. She wasn't sure if she wanted Mr. Franklin to invite anyone else into the room.

"Do you feel the cum drying yet?" Mr. Franklin inquired confidently.

Claudia bit her lip as she recalled Trey and Bowman feverishly stroking themselves as she pouted her dark lipstick covered lips in their direction. Her nipples started to get hard. "I can feel it."

"Good," Mr. Franklin declared. "Don't worry, it's getting late. There won't be too many people about." He got up and motioned for Claudia to follow him out the door.

"If you insist," Claudia sighed. She wrapped the lipstick tube/vibrator in her black bra and placed them in her pants pocket. "Where's the remote for the vibrator?"

"I've got it," Mr. Franklin responded. He tapped his coat pocket to indicate the location.

Claudia held out an open hand and inquired, "Don't I need that?"

Mr. Franklin grabbed Claudia's open hand and pulled her into the hallway. He grabbed her chin with his other hand and kissed her passionately as he pushed her against the wall. "You need the remote now?"

"Maybe I just want to put on some more lipstick and feel how it vibrates," Claudia said seductively. She observed the lights in the hallway were no longer on. She was feeling secure in the darkness.

"Well then," Mr. Franklin said, as he reached into her pants pocket. Pulling out the lipstick tube, he continued, "It's still perfectly functional on its own."

He twisted the base of the lipstick tube. It started to buzz and hum. "Allow me," Mr. Franklin asserted as he drew a small circle on Claudia's collarbone. Then he handed her the lipstick tube. "Your lips could use more magic wax."

"Wow, I can't say I have ever applied lipstick with a vibrating tube before," Claudia observed.

Mr. Franklin brought his face close to Claudia. He moved the tip of his tongue up and down her lips. "Did it feel as good as my tongue?" He was beaming with confidence.

"No. Your tongue is superior on both pairs of my lips," Claudia moaned. "Are you still hungry?"

Mr. Franklin pushed himself against Claudia. He had her pinned against the wall. She could feel an erection stirring in his pants. "You give me a hunger that is hard to satisfy," he whispered into her open mouth.

"You don't have to hold back. I am very mature for my age," Claudia uttered as she started to squirm. "Gotta make up for lost time due to the pandemic."

"I see," Mr. Franklin noted. "Maybe you are a fast learner. You are daring me. I like that."

"I like seeing you get turned on," Claudia commented as she started to stroke his cock through his pants.

"Oh, I am getting hungry now," Mr. Franklin asserted as he spit into Claudia's open mouth.

"Really? Old man," Claudia countered in a sexy voice. The place was dead quiet. Claudia felt secure in teasing Mr. Franklin.

Mr. Franklin gave her pussy a quick slap and twisted her nipples. Claudia moaned and he gave her an intense kiss. Their tongues locked and danced. He hovered his lips just above her lips trying to preserve the fresh dark blue oil and wax. "You are playing with fire."

Claudia couldn't help herself. She was turned on by Mr. Franklin's confidence. Her curiosity to see what he might do was getting in the way of her ability to think clearly. It had been a long 6 months without sex. "Did I strike a nerve?" she asked as she squeezed his cock.

Before he could answer, his phone rang. "Sorry, I have to take this call," Mr. Franklin announced. As he explained to the caller that he was busy at the moment, Claudia unzipped his pants. Leaning back against the wall he tried to steady himself. Claudia looked Mr. Franklin in the eyes as she slowly pivoted his phone to face in her direction.

The voice on the other line stated, "I don't know what you are doing?" Sounding increasingly frustrated he continued, "I can't see anything."

"I was trying to show you why I was busy," Mr. Franklin said.

"Well, just tell me because I've got a lot going on," the voice on the other end of the line demanded.

Mr. Franklin turned on the phone's flashlight. "Can you see now?"

The caller's eyes light up with delight. He had a clear view of Claudia's dark blue lips struggling to wrap around Mr. Franklin's hardening erection.

"Nice, well I am glad someone is not stressing out," the caller voiced dismissively.

"Look a little closer," Mr. Franklin said as he moved the phone's view to the lipstick circle on Claudia's collarbone.

"Am I seeing what I think I am seeing?" the caller asked excitedly.

"You are," Mr. Franklin responded. He pulled the phone back so the caller could have a better view of Claudia's body.

"I didn't see any little circles next to the big one," the caller detailed. "Am I seeing that clearly?"

"You are. No r's you know how the game works," Mr. Franklin explained.

"Gotcha, say no more. Hallelujah!" the caller shouted with joy. "It has been years since we played a game with no r's."

Mr. Franklin put the phone back in his pocket. Claudia quickened her pace, and Mr. Franklin started to moan. He pulled his cock out of her mouth just as it started to throb. Claudia's tongue darted all over the underside of the head of Mr. Franklin's cock as his cum started gushing out. A glob of goo piled up on her chin and then slid down onto her chest.

"Fuck, you are a good little cocksucker," Mr. Franklin howled. He was in ecstasy.

"Maybe I don't have as much to learn as you think," Claudia proudly declared.

"Don't get ahead of yourself," Mr. Franklin laughed.

"What was all the fuss over the circle you put on my collarbone?" Claudia inquired. "Your friend sure changed his tone from freaking out to super charged excitement. Has he never seen a hot chick giving head before?"

Mr. Franklin turned Claudia around and held her hands behind her back. He started moving her slowly down the hallway. "The circle is not something I can explain tonight."

"Hey, where are we going?" Claudia asked. She was getting a little nervous because of the way he answered her question.

"I am going to show you... around," Mr. Franklin said, twirling Claudia as he reminded her who was in charge.

They made their way down the hallway, passing by the area where Claudia first entered the building.

"Claudia, this Klaus and Jaxon," Mr. Franklin declared as he presented her. "I am showing her around."

"Understood," they replied in unison. Then, in turns, they greeted Claudia.

"Her coat is in the checkroom, but I think it should stay there," Mr. Franklin stated with a mischievous smile."

The two large security men dressed in suits relaxed their stiff posture and took a long look at Claudia. She felt a shiver run up her spine. These two doormen were bigger and more dangerous looking than the two men who were there when she first arrived.

"You guys weren't here earlier," Claudia blurted out nervously as she tried to avert their eyes from her tits.

"Claudia here is wondering about the significance of this circle," Mr. Franklin proclaimed as he slapped her ass. "You noticed it?"

They confirmed they saw the circle by nodding at Claudia. Klaus cleared his throat and spoke, "I'm covering for Trey tonight, he owes me big time now."

Jaxon made a whistling sound and smoothly waxed, "Ms. Claudia you are in good hands with Mr. Franklin. Wear your shirt open."

"Unbutton your shirt all the way," Mr. Franklin commanded. "These poor guys are stuck here all night. Brighten up their evening."

Claudia was relieved they weren't pouncing all over her. Normally, she wouldn't be thrilled about exposing herself to strangers. These guys were brutes, yet somewhat still attractive. They looked like they could fuck hard. Klaus, in particular, intrigued Claudia. He looked so familiar but she just couldn't place where.

"You look familiar, Klaus," Claudia observed as she rubbed her nipples through her bra.

Claudia thought it was fun to tease them. "Mr. Franklin is great, it's hard for me to say no to him. I guess I got myself in a little trouble calling him an old man."

"Ms. Claudia," Klaus responded. "I would have remembered meeting you."

"I don't know, I work in advertising. I feel like I have seen your image before," Claudia answered. "That must be it. Have you been in ads?"

"I'm from Germany. I must look like someone else," Klaus clarified.

"Maybe," Claudia pondered. "You have a doppelganger. The other guy I am thinking of has your face, but with a goatee."

A look of bewilderment swept across Klaus's face as he rubbed his chin. He thought to himself that there was a time he had a goatee back in Germany.

"Alright, lads," Mr. Franklin said as he turned Claudia around. They continued walking until they reached an elevator.

"Have you been to Germany?" Mr. Franklin asked.

"No, but I've done design work with firms from all over," Claudia answered. She was still racking her brain to recall where she had seen Klaus before.

"Klaus and Jaxon would have been better suited for the experiment than Trey and Bowman," Mr. Franklin declared. He pushed a button and the elevator jolted upwards.

"What do you mean?" Claudia asked. She could see a wild look in Mr. Franklin's eye. The prospect that she was part of a fantasy unfolding in his mind turned her on.

"Well, then we could better see the effect of the exceptional dark blue bra lipstick combination. They are older and more experienced then Trey and Bowman. If you were able to fend them off that would really demonstrate the power ..." Mr. Franklin opined trailing off as he wasn't sure how to phrase his lustful thoughts.

"Yeah, but remember, like any motif it takes skill to use it properly," Claudia explained. She knew Mr. Franklin understood her design skills better than anyone she met before. "Great tool, l indeed. I could see the effect on Klaus and Jaxon."

The elevator doors opened and they were on the roof. The view of the city was incredible. It was also very cold. Mr. Franklin held Claudia tight as they looked around the city.

"Even though we are finally meeting, in person I feel like I have known you for a long time," Claudia waxed as felt the warmth of Mr Franklin.

"You really don't think I am too old for you, do you?" Mr. Franklin asked in a rare display of vulnerability.

"Of course not," Claudia answered. "I'm a little older than I look and more experienced. I made the first move. I was just teasing you about your age."

They got back in the elevator and started kissing. Mr. Franklin slapped her ass and whispered, "You are still going to get it."

"Funny, ha ha, is this circle going to get me in trouble?" Claudia laughed tauntingly.

"You surprised me earlier with Bowman and Trey," Claudia reflected. "Was that a turn on for you?"

"Tell me your fantasies," Mr. Franklin commanded. He pushed the bottom button on the elevator after sticking a key in a slot.

"Ah, not so easily, you might actually blur the line between fantasy and reality," Claudia responded. She was getting turned on again. She saw her favorite porn rolling in her mind again. A girl is abducted and taken to a warehouse where she is forced to play with herself in front of her abductors.

"You are imagining something," Mr. Franklin voiced smoothly.

"I am," Claudia admitted, biting her lip. "It's loosely based on a porn I saw."

"Go on," Mr. Franklin urged.

Claudia felt a hot flash. "I don't even know how it ends. I've only seen the build up," she continued.

"The turn on is your anticipation of the ending," Mr. Franklin explained. He smiled with confidence.

"You are so right!" Claudia gasped with excitement. She was stunned at how Mr. Franklin identified the root turn-on that she could.

"You imagine giving up control, having your control taken," Mr. Franklin vocalized calmly, painting a feverish picture of lust in Claudia's mind.

She bit her lip hard. "Where are we now?" Claudia asked. The picture Mr. Franklin was painting in her mind, burning her insides. It was clear to her that he liked her. It was also clear that she had overstepped a few boundaries. She had teased and challenged him.

"Welcome to my world," Mr. Franklin announced. Mr. Franklin pulled Claudia into the darkness and put a silk blindfold on her. They walked forward fifty feet and Mr. Franklin sat her down in a chair. He tied her hands behind the chair.

Mr. Franklin started kissing her passionately. He grabbed the lipstick tube out of her pocket and turned the bottom. The hum was immediate. "I like that sound," he said as he began rubbing it on her nipples. He took the remote out of his pocket and touched her lips with it.

"Is that the remote?" she moaned.

"Yes, hold loosely in your mouth," Mr. Franklin commanded. Claudia complied and soon felt Mr. Franklin's hand swat the remote in the air.

"Why did you do that?" Claudia asked. "You won't be able to use it now, will you?"

Mr. Franklin continued to kiss Claudia deeply as he inserted the vibrating tube into her pussy. "I am not going to use it. Did you hear it land?"

Before she could answer Claudia felt the tube getting longer. "Oh, wow it is extending," Claudia gasped.

"What do you imagine happening in your fantasy when control is taken away?" Mr. Franklin quizzed.

"I don't know," Claudia moaned. Her mind was racing as it was obvious someone else was in the room and Mr. Franklin's had more control than before. He was starting to confidently hone in on her fantasies.

"Ah, but you do know and I imagine it is something more than two guys cumming on your tits."

Claudia bit her lip. She wasn't sure how her favorite porn ended but she felt flush as the idea of going further than two guys cumming on her was now a strong possibility.

As the vibrator inside her pussy started twirling, she felt another sensation on the outside of her pussy. It was a wand. Mr. Franklin put his tongue in her mouth and she felt the wand activate. It was strong and she stretched backwards. Suddenly, she felt a rock hard large cock in her hands. A pair of hands grabbed her arms and began sliding her hands up and down the shaft of a pulsating cock.

Having the blindfold on was heightening Claudia's senses. The wand on her pussy combined with the twirling wonder inside her was more than she could hold off.

"Fuck, these are strong," Claudia cried out. She was biting her lip again and starting to breathe heavily.

Mr. Franklin started pinching her nipples. "What do you fantasize will happen when your control is taken away?" he demanded.

"Oh, fuck," Claudia cried out. "Fuck, you are going to make me cum. You are going to make me tell you."

Mr. Franklin squeezed her nipples harder and spit on her face. "Tell me. Let yourself go."

"Oh, God," Claudia was howling now. "I am going to cum so hard. I am trying to hold off."

"Tell me. I am going to push you into your fantasies," Mr. Franklin pushed as stuck his tongue in her ear.

"Fuck, I want you to make me obey.," Claudia moaned. "Make me tell you." Claudia's mind was sprinting. As her orgasm was building she couldn't stop herself from begging Mr. Franklin to be more forceful.

"Tell me what you imagine happening when you lose control," Mr. Franklin commanded with authority.

Claudia screamed, "Oh fuck, Oh fuck. Fuck me. I am gonna cum. I am cumming. Oh fuck. I am cumming so hard. Oh, I want you to force me to get fucked. I want you to force me to get pounded."

She began shaking violently. She felt the ropes on her hands being cut and she was lifted out of the chair. She felt like she was being set down on a mattress. This was a relief from the hard chair. She pulled the vibrator out of her pussy collapsing on the mattress.

Claudia felt herself being pulled upright by two pairs of hands. She felt Mr. Franklin holding her face. He started kissing her and telling her how much she turned him on.

"What's happening now?" Claudia asked as she tried to catch her breath. She started blushing. "I can believe I told you..."

"That you want to get fucked," Mr. Franklin cheered. He pushed three fingers into Claudia's pussy and she started moaning.

She felt pairs of hands by her sides. They lifted her up. She felt herself being moved and slowly lowered onto a large cock. The pair of hands held her legs open as Mr. Franklin blew air on her nipples. Claudia felt another orgasm build quickly. She only lasted a few cycles of being lifted up and down on the large cock before she came again.

"Surprise," Mr. Franklin hollered as he tore off her blindfold. "Play with this," he directed as he handed her a ten-inch dildo. She blushed and put in her pussy. She was looking down at the dildo going in and out of her clit. She was tingling with lust.

"Look up," Mr. Franklin commanded.

Claudia looked up and saw Mr. Franklin, Bowman, Trey, Klaus, and Jaxon. The sight of five hard naked men made her mind go numb. They were all slowly stroking their cocks and looking like they were ready to pounce on Claudia.

"Oh fuck, I am cumming again," Claudia cried out as she removed the glistening dildo from her snatch. "I am ready to get fucked."

Claudia suddenly felt herself being bent over. She looked behind her and saw Jerome, the big African American security guard from Mr. Franklin's office.

"You are one sexy bitch," Jerome yelped as he rammed his 8-inch cock all the way into her pussy. "We are going to wreck you." Jerome started pounding Claudia hard as the guys in front of her started to edge their way closer to her.

"That circle means no restriction. They can fuck you as hard as they want," Mr. Franklin explained. He kissed her softly as Jerome began to pick up the pace of his thrusts.

Claudia had another small orgasm and then started squirting a little.

This sent the guys into an uproar and they started taking turns throat-fucking Claudia.

She was turned around onto her back. Bowman, Trey, Klaus, and Jaxon took turns pistoning up and down Claudia's throat. She had bile all over her face when Jerome finally pulled out of her pussy and started squirting his cum all over her lips. The warmth of the cum on her pussy felt electrifying. Claudia's animal instincts kicked in and she started aggressively sucking on each cock that entered her mouth.

Jerome was starting to get hard again when Claudia felt Mr. Franklin rubbing oil on her ass. He directed her to bend over and start sucking on Jerome's cock. He was slowly stiffening in her mouth when she felt a finger go into her ass. Claudia yelped and squirmed. Jaxon and Klaus picked her up and lowered her ass onto Mr. Franklin's cock. He started slowly entering deeper into her ass as he rubbed her back.

Claudia felt herself being pushed backwards on top of Mr. Franklin as he continued to ram his thick cock in and out of her ass. "Oh fuck, her ass is tight," Mr. Franklin boasted as he pinched her nipples. Claudia started cumming again. She was still twitching when she felt Klaus's cock on her pussy lips. Mr. Franklin slowed his pace. As he was gliding his cock on a return swing outward, Klaus forced his cock in her pussy.

"I am so stuffed. That feels so fucking good," Claudia wailed as the guys started to get more aggressive. They started ramming harder. She had Bowman in one hand and Trey in the other. Jaxon and Jerome were taking turns ramming their cocks down her throat.

Somehow, with beads of sweat pouring from her forehead, Claudia found the strength to squeeze down hard on Klaus's cock. He managed to pull out as he shot his cum all over her belly. The sight of cum flying sent Mr. Franklin over the edge as he erupted in Claudia's ass. She couldn't believe how warm and erotic it felt.

"Play with this dildo again," Mr. Franklin exclaimed as he pushed the ten-inch prick into her hands. Claudia pouted her lips and sucked erotically on the dildo.

"Too bad none of you are this big," she taunted as she rammed the silicone beast inside her. The dildo really filled her up. "I am fucking stuffed."

Jaxon got down beside Claudia and managed to jam his cock alongside the dildo inside her. Claudia's eyes rolled back as she came hard again. "Oh fuck, fuck me," she screamed. Jaxon came deep in her pussy. Claudia tried to sit up.

"Cum all over my face," Claudia whispered as Trey, Bowman, and Jerome started stroking their cocks as fast as they could. "Paint my face," Claudia begged as they started cumming. Rope after rope of cum splashed in her hair, eyes, mouth, and even in her ears. The sensation of being the center of attention - the target of these three cocks led Claudia to feverishly pleasure herself into another moan-filled orgasm.

Claudia passed out on the mattress. Trey, Bowman, Jerome, Klaus, and Jaxon got dressed and went into another room. Mr. Franklin gathered some blankets and pillows. He placed a few beverages, a pitcher of water and some fruit on a small table next to the head of the mattress where Claudia was sleeping.

Mr. Franklin joined the others in the next room. The men were laughing and heaping praise upon each other. They all fell silent when he entered the room.

"Amazing," Mr. Franklin proclaimed. The others nodded in agreement. Just then a green light came on in the corner of the room. "Looks like it's showtime."

Klaus remarked, "I really wish it was showtime: I don't want to have to wait to see that." The others, apart from Mr. Franklin, groaned in agreement.

"Keep it up and you won't be seeing anything," Mr. Franklin warned. He knew the game was just starting. He needed everyone to be focused.

"I apologize," Klaus offered sincerely. "You would think I could control myself better."

"One would think so," Jaxon quipped. "You have been in some wild movies."

Trey slapped Klaus's back, saying, "Hot in the movies doesn't mean hot in real life."

"Precisely," declared Mr. Franklin. "Trey, there is hope for you after all. You are paying attention."

The group made their way up a few steps, entering a twenty-by-ten-foot room. A long polished wooden table was in the center of the room. The group fanned around the table, sitting in fancy office chairs with wheels. One of the long walls was a window overlooking the room below. The men positioned their chairs on the side of the table opposite the window. Everyone had a clear view of Claudia resting on the mattress.

A well-dressed woman walked into the room from the end opposite the one from which the men had just entered. She looked like an airline stewardess without a hat. With a smile, she handed Mr. Franklin a DVD and an envelope.

Mr. Franklin tapped the envelope on the DVD. Twirling the envelope, he noticed a small note attached to the outside. It read, "One by one to the top." The woman who had entered was now standing in the corner. Mr. Franklin motioned to Bowman. "Follow her."

Bowman got up and followed the woman out the door. They went down a hallway and entered an elevator. The woman looked Bowman up and down and smiled. He returned the smile as he gazed at the five foot three brunette. She broke the silence as the elevator climbed higher. "I haven't seen you before. Are you new?"

"No, I usually only work during the daytime," Bowman answered.

"Lucky," the brunette commented.

"Oh, yeah," Bowman exclaimed, thinking she was talking about him.

"No, not you," the brunette smiled. "Her." She pointed down toward the floor of the elevator. Bowman stepped forward. Her finger came in contact with the bulge in his pants.

"Hey," Bowman announced with surprise.

"She's the lucky one. You're hella cute and big," the brunette continued as she ran her finger along the length of his stiffening cock.

The elevator stopped and the doors opened. "Follow me," the brunette explained. She smiled, observing that Bowman had kept his hands at his sides. She led him down another hallway. They passed a large window overlooking the city. Stopping for a moment to take in the view, she smiled at him. "Go through the first door around the corner. See you around."

Bowman took in a deep breath and winked at her.

"The first one is here. I can report t no tb," the brunette relayed over a walkie-talkie.

"Copy that," boomed a male voice.

Bowman entered a small room. A man in a business suit sat at a little table. He pointed to an empty chair across from him. "Have a seat and roll up your sleeve."

Bowman did as he was asked without saying a word.

The man across from him pulled out a piece of paper. "I am going to ask you a series of questions. Be truthful." The man proceeded to attach patches to Bowman's arm. "You can lie, but if these things catch you and..."

"We will lose points," Bowman declared, finishing the man's sentence.

The man at the desk nodded sternly. "That's your one interjection. Let's begin."

A red light in the corner came on. The man behind the desk looked Bowman right in the eyes and then looked at the red light. "We are being taped for fairness. 1. Who was in the arena tonight?"

"Myself, Mr. Franklin, Jerome, Klaus, Jaxon, Trey and Ms. Claudia," Bowman answered.

"2. Have you met Ms. Claudia before?" the man asked as he looked at the meters that were attached by wires to the pads he had placed on Bowman's arms.

"Not before this evening," Bowman responded.

The man noticed the color changing from green to yellow on one of the meters. He quickly looked over a piece of paper.

"Umm. 2 additional. Did you play with Ms. Claudia prior to seeing her in the arena?" The man quizzed Bowman as he stared closely at the meters.

"Yes, I did," Bowman answered.

"2 additional. Did you penetrate her before seeing her in the arena?" the man asked, raising his eyebrows.

"No," Bowman replied. Bowman grimaced as he recalled how charged up he had been at the time. After racing to get Claudia a dark blue bra to match her lipstick, he could think of nothing else but hoping he had a chance to fuck her.

The man asking questions chuckled, reading Bowman's frustration. He thought to himself. 'Damn, Mr. Franklin is a genius. He really knows how to play this game. He got Bowman here so charged up; who needs this stupid machine to help tally up the points.'

The man behind the table cleared his throat. "Okay, last questions: 3 and 4. How many devices were in play and how many times did she cum?"

"Two devices. Hold on. Three. There were three: Two vibrators and a dildo," Bowman declared.

The man's eyes enlarged and a flash of concern overtook his face. The man breathed in slowly.

The look on the man's face sent Bowman's mind racing. He looked at the meters. They were all green. Then he realized he forgot an answer. "Six times. She came six times," he blurted.

"Done," the man uttered with a sigh of relief. "Relax. I can't tell you anything, but I can say you got a bonus point."

"I did," Bowman commented. He was very pleased.

"You can't say anything about it until later," cautioned the man.

"Oh, I don't even know what I did," Bowman laughed.

The man got up and walked Bowman to the door. He stepped outside with him. They walked a short way down the hallway. The man turned to him and whispered, "It was the brunette. She likes you. She touched you and you didn't touch her back. Bonus point."

Bowman thanked the man. He was about to say something when the man put his finger over his lips and then pointed downstairs.

Bowman returned to the room with the window and long table. Mr. Franklin motioned to him to sit down. "Bowman, relax. Don't tell us anything that happened upstairs." Bowman nodded.

One by one, the men were led downstairs by the cute brunette. They were asked a series of similar questions by the man behind the table. The questions differed only with regard to the order in which they arrived in the room. The man behind the desk interrogated Trey, who followed Bowman, with the additional question, "So did Bowman discuss any of the questions or answers with you before you sat down?"

Trey easily responded with, "No sir. That little brunette vixen was leading me down here before Bowman returned."

The man thanked Trey and sent him back upstairs. The question regarding whether or not any information had been divulged continued to expand as more of them were questioned.

Mr. Franklin was the last to go upstairs. The brunette entered the room with the long table. She saw Trey, Bowman, Jerome, Klaus, and Jaxon. "Where is Mr. Franklin?" the brunette inquired as she looked around the room.

Bowman smiled at her. She winked at him. "He went to check on Claudia," Bowman offered.

The brunette grabbed Bowman by the arm and led him through the door down to the arena, closing the door behind her. The brunette turned to Bowman and started kissing him. Her tongue felt like magic.

"Bowman, my name is Hafsa," she whispered seductively.

"Hi, Hafsa," Bowman replied warmly. "What a beautiful name."

"It means to protect," Hafsa elaborated. "Everyone gets a part to play in this game. I choose you as my prize. You get to fuck me while everyone watches."

"I do?" Bowman asked, almost delirious with excitement.

"If you agree, you will no longer be part of this game if it continues," Hafsa explained.

Before he could speak, Hafsa signaled him not to. She held up her hand and slowly curled her four fingers downward and then made a loop in the air with her index finger. Then she darted into the next room.

"Mr. Franklin, it is your turn," Hafsa informed the couple embraced on the mattress. Hafsa bowed as Mr. Franklin and Claudia unlocked their lips.

"Hello, Hafsa. Claudia, this is Hafsa. Hafsa, this is Claudia," Mr. Franklin announced as he slowly introduced the two.

They greeted each other. Claudia noticed a circle tattoo on Hafsa. It was nearly in the same spot as the circle of dark blue lipstick Claudia was wearing.

"Dark blue," Hafsa remarked in a very sexy voice.

Mr. Franklin noted that Claudia seemed to be quite taken by Hafsa's presence. Claudia pulled the fluffy white comforter down so Hafsa could see the dark blue bra that matched her lipstick.

"Claudia, I have to go upstairs. I will be back shortly," Mr. Franklin said as he got up.

"Wait a second," Hafsa relayed. She went over to the wall and flipped a switch. A light turned on, revealing another mattress in the middle of the room. Claudia could see the room properly for the first time. It appeared to be a huge square, at least a hundred feet on each side. She and Mr. Franklin were near the center of the room. The room with the long table was an extension, the bottom of which hung down from the top of the ceiling.

Hafsa got on the mattress in the center. Claudia could see Jerome, Klaus, Jaxon, and Trey peering down.

"Welcome to the arena," Mr. Franklin explained. "I think we are in for a real treat."

Hafsa looked at her watch in anticipation.

"What the hell is going on?" Claudia asked. She noticed another man joining the men upstairs. "Who's that guy?"

Mr. Franklin squeezed Claudia's hand hard. "Come on, Bowman, come through," he shouted. Hafsa started to hum an exotic tune. Claudia was mesmerized by the scene. She felt like she was watching the end of a thrilling soccer match spiked with an extra dose of erotisism.

As Mr. Franklin started another round of chanting "Come on, Bowman!" as the door burst open and Bowman came flying into the room.

He shouted, "I choose Hafsa. I am out of the game." Bowman practically dove towards Hafsa they embraced on the slightly raised bed. She pushed him down onto the mattress. Snapping her fingers, some music started to play. The sounds of strings were soon joined by wind and percussion instruments. Hafsa started to dance around the bed. She began stripping as the music got faster. Once she was nude, she jumped back onto the bed.

Bowman, smitten with lust and under Hafsa's spell, disrobed and inserted his cock into Hafsa with the quickness of a lightning bolt. Five pairs of eyeballs in the viewing area and two sets of eyeballs on the other mattress watched Bowman and Hafsa tumble around in a whirlwind of sexual positions. As they slowed down, they got into a sitting lotus position. They were sitting face-to-face with legs wrapped around each other, allowing for close body contact. Their embrace was very intimate. Locked together, Hafsa and Bowman erupted in an emotional and physically intimate orgasm.

Everyone cheered. Hafsa pulled a comforter over her and Bowman.

The man Claudia didn't recognize walked into the arena and pointed at Claudia and Mr. Franklin. The man in the suit called out, "It's time. Both of you come with me." Claudia and Mr. Franklin walked towards the man. The man turned off all the lights when they reached him. As the three of them walked out of the room, the man pointed toward the rustling comforter on the raised bed. He jeered, "We won't be seeing those two again for a while."

As the three of them made their way into the elevator, Mr. Franklin and Claudia took turns squeezing each other's hands. When the elevator stopped climbing, Mr. Franklin turned to the man and mentioned, "Give us a few minutes."

The man left the elevator. The doors closed with Claudia and Mr. Franklin inside.

He touched her nose with his finger. She gazed into his eyes. "In time, sense will appear," Mr. Franklin labored to explain. Claudia softly caressed his forehead.

"I can roll with whatever the hell is going on," Claudia whispered in his ear. "Dirty man," she continued with a laugh.

He pressed a button and the elevator doors reopened.