Seven in Claudia

Claudia's Adventures Series

Chapter 30 - Seven in Claudia

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Here is a quick recap.

Claudia is a sassy, energetic graphic designer in her late twenties who starts flirting with one of her elite clients, Mr. Franklin, over weekly Zoom calls during the pandemic. After six months, he purchases her contract. The spark of mutual attraction intensifies as an in-person meeting looms.

When the day finally arrives, Mr. Franklin invites Claudia to a hidden restaurant inside The Foundry--a mysterious fourteen-story building behind an unmarked door housing two bars, a rooftop garden, an arena, a dungeon, and a maze of offices. Over dinner, he seduces her while easing her into his secret world.

Claudia draws in her playful and magnetic roommate Alice. The lovely, ravenous redhead is often misread as a tease, especially when she transforms into her alter ego, Ms. Rambunctious.

Sharp and a step ahead of everyone, Rose is the main secretary at Claudia's former firm. She was the one to introduce Claudia to Mr. Franklin. Rose still serves as Claudia's trusted go-to for advice on major decisions.

Then there is Hafsa. She lives at The Foundry in a converted office space flowing with incense, water fountains, and Italian tile. Claudia is mesmerized by her beauty and charm.

Dare by dare, Mr. Franklin pulls Claudia into his world, eventually letting her roam when he leaves town for business. Soon the four friends are moving through rooms most people could never imagine. Nights with The Crew turn into mornings of intimacy, where favors are traded. A recent trip to Atlanta sees Ms. Rambunctious bloom into the wildest version of herself yet.

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Three weeks after returning from Atlanta at the Foundry's B1 bar.

"There she is," Alexei said, tugging on Claudia's sweater while gesturing toward Alice.

"Watch out. You're going to rip it." Claudia smirked at her man while readjusting her garment. Despite the B1 bar being fairly empty, the display of her ample cleavage didn't go unnoticed.

Stepping into her view, Sam Smith directed the pair to a booth in the shadows. "Wait a minute. Let your roommate flirt. You wouldn't believe how long it has taken those fellas to get Alice to walk over to their booth."

"Well, I think their wait will be worth it. Listen to that laugh," Claudia chuckled. After the wild times they had in Atlanta, she couldn't believe Alice had been stuck at home for the last three weeks. "Who are those guys?"

"European investors. Mr. Franklin mentioned them, didn't he?" Sam Smith stabbed an olive with a toothpick, bringing it to his mouth.

"Yes, of course," Claudia whispered. "If I knew they were that good-looking, I would have arranged to meet them myself." She winked while rubbing Alexei's thigh under the table.

"Oh, really." Sam Smith straightened up. He cleared his throat as he let his eyes gaze upon her fluttering chest. "You know I think I forgot to mention I have the next few nights off."

"We'll have to keep you in mind," Alexei uttered, nudging Claudia's shoulder. "I guess it all depends on how much trouble Claudia is in. We'll find out from Mr. Franklin and Mr. Rourke when they get in later tonight."

"I'm not going to be in any trouble. At least not tonight." Claudia giggled. "They'll be getting in late, and they'll be jetlagged."

Sam Smith pushed his chest out and sighed, "You're a damn lucky man, Alexei, you know that?"

"Ugh?" Alexei was distracted. Alice was getting louder as her flirting intensified on the other side of the bar.

"Don't despair. Trouble or not, it would be great to see you later," Claudia purred. "Isn't that right, Alexei?"

"Yeah, right." Alexei's eyes stayed glued on Alice until Claudia bent in front of him.

Suddenly, it was Sam's lucky day. He opened his mouth to accept Claudia's tongue as she pulled him close. They had a deep kiss. Unlocking lips, she wet a finger and tapped Sam on the nose.

"Did I disturb your view?" Claudia asked, glaring at Alexei as she sat back down.

"Hey, what's going on? It's just Alice," Alexei answered, attempting to defend himself.

"I thought you had more self-control; that's what's going on. I mean look at you now. What happens when she slides into the sexy horn dog, Ms. Rambunctious?"

Sam listened intently for Alexei's response, pausing his pursuit of another olive. When Alexei struggled to answer, he gleefully speared another anchovy-stuffed treat. His prospects for getting more than a kiss were surely on the upswing.

"What? C'mon, she's hard to ignore," Alexei answered, tapping his fingers on the table. "You've said as much yourself."

"You're more handsome when you don't get defensive," Claudia countered, nudging the neckline of her sweater lower. "I can't be letting Alice have all the fun, you know."

"Hey, you're the one getting jealous."

"Settle down you two," Sam cautioned. "I am supposed to make sure you don't blow the plan. Are you sure Alice thinks you are unaware Franklin and Rourke are coming to town?"

"Yes, Sam. I even enlisted Rose's help," Claudia explained. "She should have already called Alice looking for me." Alice's laughter from a booth with three businessmen on the other side of the bar was becoming more frantic. Claudia cupped her ear. "Yup, judging by those sounds the plan is working like a charm."

"Good," Sam grinned, delightfully. "It is so nice to finally see your roommate getting the proper treatment. It couldn't happen to anyone sweeter." Sam made sure to time his cadence such that Claudia noticed he kept his gaze laser-focused on her the whole time. "Just so we are clear, my tastes lie beyond the realm of amusements. Sophisticated pleasures are worth the effort, wouldn't you agree?"

"Of course," Claudia responded. "I find such wisdom very attractive." She felt a thrill of arousal boomeranging throughout her body as she recalled Sam's dominant side.

Alexei clasped her hand in his under the table. Leaning into Claudia, he blew air on her lips before planting a kiss. "You know you're sexy when you get jealous."

"You guys better get over there before Alice notices y'all sitting here," Sam reminded. "Remember you're supposed to be panicking that Franklin and Rourke are visiting."

Claudia got up. She paused, contemplating whether or not to bring Alexei with her. "C'mon. Let me do most of the talking."

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Alice's booth, The Foundry's B1 bar.

"Hey there," Claudia said, greeting Alice with a hug. "Making some new friends? Where did they go?"

"Claudia, Claudia. I've been waiting for you. Oh, man, shit. Rose just called me. Franklin and Rourke, they're coming into town tonight. Legit. What are you guys going to do?"

"Tonight?" Alexei asked, running his fingers through his hair.

"Are you sure? How does Rose know?" Claudia was doing her best to match Alice's rapid tone.

"Definitely. Rose heard from Blaylock, but please don't say anything," Alice answered, her eyes darting intently. "You still haven't told Mr. Franklin anything about you guys, have you?"

"Fuck, not yet," Claudia lied. "I figured he'd be away at least another month." She expected her roommate to be hyper, which she was, but Alice was also ecstatic, almost borderline gleeful. "Have you been drinking red bulls again?"

"Oh, no. Sorry, you know how nervous I get when I worry about you?" Alice squirmed. "I'm spinning trying to think what advice to give you, but that's not the only news."

Claudia felt a twinge of sympathy for Alexei. Alice was so goddamn adorable, particularly when she was overcome by her alter ego--Ms. Rambunctious. All throughout college everyone was either intimidated or thought Alice was a tease. Only in the last few months had anyone ever cashed in. "Did you hit it off with those guys who just left?"

"Did you get a good look at them? Pretty handsome, right? And talk about charming, let me tell you," Alice giggled. "No, that's not the news. Not by a mile."

"What is it?" Alexei asked, groping Claudia's legs as three of them huddled closer in the booth.

"I'm so jazzed. You know how I've been staying in, trying to figure out what to do for my third movie, right?" Alice brushed her curly red locks out of her eyes.

Alexei and Claudia looked at each other and then back at Alice. Claudia spoke, "That is all you've talked about for the last three weeks. You haven't left the apartment since we got back from Atlanta. I was so stoked when you said I'd find you here."

"I should have listened to you earlier." Alice shook her head while bouncing her palms off the table. She clapped. "Well, the third film is a big deal. It's make-or-break time. I still can't believe I haven't heard anything from Cedric about the first two films."

"Okay, Ms. Filmmaker. You're getting way too wrapped up in it all. I thought Hafsa advised you not to expect any news for a while." Claudia reached between her legs, squeezing Alexei's wandering hand. This was the most difficult part of the deception. "Your first two films are truly wonderful. They really are, and I know you're super excited, but adult content is such a competitive industry."

Alice hummed. She didn't have much lingering self-doubt. Ever the optimist, Alice decided nothing was going to curb her drive. She parked her insecurities.

"Thanks. You guys have been so supportive," Alice said, suddenly overcome with a giant grin. "You're not going to believe this. I'll destroy everything if you say a word. The third movie is going to be a stunner. You know how my guiding principle is that the passion has to be real, right? Well, the opening scene is Hafsa and..." Alice cocked her head to the side; Claudia and Alexei leaned in. "Rose," Alice whispered as she mimed a zipper closing each of their mouths. She nodded and tapped their noses.

Claudia practically fell over.

Alexei swore softly in Russian.

Dizzy, Claudia took in a couple of deep breaths. Her mind was still on tilt as she tried to contemplate her straightest friend ever, Rose, doing a sex scene with another woman. Wow. The other woman, Hafsa, was a flashing siren in Claudia's mind. Hafsa was simply the most erotic and enchanting mynx Claudia had ever met. She felt a rush of emotions. Jealousy. Envy. Pride. Admiration. "Holy Fuck, y'all. Alice, you just might be a fricking genius behind the camera."

Alice's smile turned devilish. "Call me if you need a diversion. Let me know how I can help. Ms. Rambunctious doesn't want to keep those three European studs waiting too long. They've got a suite upstairs."

Claudia hugged her roommate, thanking her for the heads-up.

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Sam's booth, The Foundry's B1 bar.

Sam's phone lit up. He stepped away from the table, leaving Alexei and Claudia with the questions he had just asked. "Were you convincing? Did she buy it? Why was she so excited on the phone earlier?"

"We did a good job, didn't we?" Alexei asked, staring at Claudia, who was now a beautiful bundle of nerves and deep thought.

"You mean we did a good job tricking Alice?" Claudia's eyes were piercing in their focus. "I'm the one who just found out Franklin and Rourke will be here within the hour. Sam had me believing they wouldn't be showing up for another six hours. So now I'm wondering, what are you fooling me about?"

Alexei saw the concern and fear on Claudia's face. He pulled her close, whispering in Russian before giving her a tender smooch. "That kiss was real. Does anything else matter?"

Claudia's eyes began to get wet. She managed to open her mouth and say, "I..." before they locked lips. Alexei's warm breath matched the heat of his embrace. "I always feel like I am in a dream in this place."

"The powers of The Foundry can't be discounted," Alexei stated. "He put his hand under her sweater. "Tell me what's really bothering you."

"Besides you?" Claudia joked. "I don't know. The world." She paused, staring him down. "Seriously? What has got me flustered? Well, there's you fooling me, then there's Alice having a little too much fun playing Ms. Rambunctious, and finally Franklin and Rourke freaking out on us. Fuck, you say they know what's going on, but do they really know?"

Alexei shook his head, whispering in Russian.

"You know I don't understand," Claudia protested. She realized that wasn't the point. She took a deep breath. His cologne mixed well with his sweat. She looked into his eyes for the translation.

Alexei broke her trance, lightly touching her hands with his fingertips. "Okay?"

"Yeah, I think so. I know so. It doesn't matter what they know because they are just going to have to be fine with what's going on." Claudia felt relief wash over her as Alexei flashed his gleaming teeth. At that moment she understood Franklin and Rourke didn't have any real power over them.

"Did I ever tell you I love how smart you are?" Alexei pulled her closer.

Claudia's face turned a shade crimson. "Should I be suspicious?"

"Only at your own peril." Alexei decided to flex his elite security acumen. "They may be ignorant to the limits of their power, but you should still indulge them."

"So, you're possessive, but not jealous?"

"As long as I am there and participating, I love the idea of you getting ruined." He kissed her as his fingers danced along her jawline and then back under her sweater.

Sam Smith returned to the booth. "Downstairs. Let's go."

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The interrogation rooms.

Alexei paused Sam as he reached to press the elevator button. "Sam, we really appreciate your guidance. Despite reassuring, Claudia is anxious and worried about getting a rough reception from Mr. Franklin and Mr. Rourke."

Sam Smith nodded. He sensed Alexei offering up the reins of control. "An unannounced visit indicates they'll be checking and monitoring for full compliance."

Alexei nudged Claudia towards Sam. "If there is anything she can do to encourage your influence, don't hesitate to ask. Tell him, Claudia."

"Is that so, sweetie?" Sam asked, gracefully firming his grip on her figurative tethers.

"Yes," Claudia answered, nodding and biting her lip. She didn't know if Sam was role-playing or not. It didn't matter. Either way, it was the type of power play that gave her a thrill. Alexei was also wonderfully dominant in his role, steering her towards Sam. "Mr. Smith, you're helping us, so I am only too happy to please you."

As Claudia purred, stepping closer, Sam Smith pulled her in. "Come here, you exquisite vixen." He planted a kiss on her lips, pawing roughly at her breasts.

Alexei pressed the elevator button.

Sam slapped and squeezed Claudia's ass as they exited the elevator. He whistled, leading them down the hallway. "Welcome to the interrogation rooms. This is my office. This is my domain. Here is where I get to ask the questions and test out the latest high-stakes technologies."

"Are you getting any closer to finding reliable equipment?" Alexei asked, looking over the shelves full of various devices.

"Nothing that doesn't require highly skilled operation and interpretation. That's my job security." Sam motioned for Claudia to sit down. He quickly tightened a series of leather straps around each of her limbs, pinning her to a chair. "Alexei, come here. I'll show you how it works."

"Franklin and Rourke have already sent me a series of questions they expect me to ask you before they get here." Sam tapped a folder on the desk, grinning as Claudia mocked a struggle against the restraints.

"The setup is much more secure now. A big improvement," Sam remarked. He began attaching various adhesive pads with dangling wires to Claudia's skin. He opened her shirt, caressing her nipples as he positioned pads under her bra.

"Fuck, those are cold." Claudia couldn't help jolting about.

"Oh, you're in for a treat," Sam said. He flipped several switches and logged onto his computer. He instructed Alexei to sit at the computer, showing him the various controls.

"Do you feel that?"

"Shit. One of the pads is heating up." Claudia moaned softly. The warmer temperature alone was very soothing.

"And now?"

"Nothing yet."

Then they all heard a hum.

"Oh, I definitely can feel that." Claudia bit her lip. The pads on her tits were vibrating. The sparks of pleasure were magnificent.

"Excellent. What can I say? They finally let me have a hand in designing the gear. Now, let's show them the value of their investment. In this business consistent results are critical." Sam was beaming with pride.

"I have confidence in your abilities," Alexei praised.

"Alright, you two. Isn't that enough back slapping?" Claudia teased.

"Thanks for cooperating," Sam noted as he continued to place more sensors on Claudia's body. He removed her pants. After lining her inner thighs with his probes, he put his fingers inside her panties. "Relax, my little foxy siren. Remember, we are here to advance science."

Claudia gasped as she felt her pussy lips being stretched by a girthy, lube-drenched, highly customized silicone dildo.

"Oh, I've been waiting to see this puppy in action. Let's get started." Sam showed Alexei live-action graphs on the computer. "Pay attention to this one right here. If the moisture sensor goes into the red, let me know."

Sam rattled off a series of baseline questions. "State your name. What day is it? Where do you live? Do you know Alice? Do you know Alexei? Do you know Mickey Mouse?"

Alexei was fascinated. He already had a natural interest in security intelligence, but Sam was giving him a bird's-eye view of techniques and data interpretation he had only ever read about. Sam was also showing off how to push past the skeptic's perspective.

"Now that we've got our baseline, let's see what will cause our sensors to change what they are reporting. Claudia, now we're going to ask you more important questions. Try to be honest. We'll know when you're lying. There will be questions from me, Rourke, Franklin, and Alexei. Don't worry about the source; just try to be as truthful as possible. Do you understand?"

"Yes," Claudia answered nervously. She was trying to figure out why she was getting so aroused. Her nipples were pebbling. She pondered the capabilities of the silicone cock that was stuffed inside her. "Am I going to be graded on my responses?"

"Yes. Mr. Franklin and Mr. Rourke were precise and very insistent." Sam rubbed his hands together as he looked over several type-written pages. "Once the test is finished we can discuss arrangements that can be made for adjustments."

The next few minutes saw Sam asking a few questions and fine-tuning the equipment. The questions gradually got more provocative.

"Claudia, do you like sex?"

"Yes."

"Claudia, do you like getting fucked?"

"Yes." Her voice was raspier during this response.

Alexei raised an eyebrow as Sam pointed out changes on the graph. Then Sam told Claudia to say yes to the next question. "Do you own an elephant?"

"Yes, I own an elephant."

Sam excitedly pointed out the limitations of traditional equipment.

"Does the thought of playing with multiple cocks turn you on?"

"Sometimes."

"Claudia, remember yes or no answers. Keep in mind the greater purpose of our work. We are trying to learn more about you and the effectiveness of these machines."

"Okay. Fine then." Claudia knew there were kernels of truth in what Sam was saying. She was also aware they had their own nefarious intentions for trying to break her down. The combination of new features Sam now had at his fingertips let him push much further than before, especially with Alexei's assistance.

Certain questions were repeated. This time with the addition of heat and vibration.

"When you get jealous of your roommate, is it because you are attracted to her?"

After a pause, Claudia nodded. "Yes."

"Do you want to sleep with Alice?"

"Yes."

"Are you attracted to other women?"

"Yes. There is one other."

"Did you meet her at The Foundry?"

"Yes."

Alexei looked over the sheet of questions. He opted to go off script. "Do you want Hafsa to dominate you, whereas you want to dominate Alice?"

"Ummm. Yes. How did you know? Are you skipping ahead?" Claudia was starting to sweat.

"Stick to yes or no answers," Sam barked, sternly. He knew they had to wrap up soon, but Alexei was making great strides in his line of questioning.

"Do you prefer licking pussy or being double penetrated?"

"Yes. Yes," Claudia teased. The silicone cock suddenly sprang to life. "Holy shit. Double penetration." The vibrator was twisting, pulsating, and thrusting.

Sam conferred with Alexei. He whispered, "Screw the script. It's all you now. Let's see what the crown jewel of my toys can net us. Ask two or three more questions."

"Does thinking about getting fucked by The Crew turn you on?"

"Yes," Claudia answered, moaning as Sam reactivated the silicone dick inside her.

"Are you motivated and aroused by the idea of showing Alice and other females, when pressured, you can take more cock than them?"

"That idea..." Claudia was breathing erratically and struggling to answer. "Fuck. Fuck. I'm getting too aroused. Yes. I'm competitive. I like the idea of being dragooned to take a lot."

"Last question. Besides members of The Crew, whose cocks make you cum the hardest?"

"Ummmm," Claudia spat. She was on the verge of breaking.

"Answer with whatever comes to mind. Do it now." Alexei towered over her.

"Yours, Jerome's, Clifford's, and Trey's. Oh, god. Oh, shit. My pussy is so stuffed. Fuck, the silicone cock feels so good. I'm gonna cum. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. I'm really gonna cum. Oh, my god. Oh, shit. Oh, shit. I really want to get fucked. Oh, fuck. Fuck. I'm cummmmming. Fuck." A powerful series of orgasms ricocheted throughout Claudia's body. She squirmed against the restraints as she tried to control her spasms.

She clung to Alexei and Sam as they undid her straps. Claudia was possessed with lust. She made out with each of them, going back and forth, running her tongue lower on their bodies each time. Soon she released their stiffening cocks.

Sam was rapidly losing his composure. He had replayed his previous encounter with Claudia many times in his head. He grunted, thrusting his throbbing member deep into Claudia's warm pleasure zone. "Tell me how much you like getting drilled by my cock."

"Fuck, pound my little pussy with your big rod. Give it to me. Oh, yes. Yes. Fuck me. Oh, right there. Fill me up. Nice and fucking deep. Oh, yes. Just like that. Yes. Yes. Yes. I fucking love it. Push my limits. Force me to take a lot," Claudia whimpered. "Pound it. Fuck. Yes. Yes. Yes."

Alexei whispered into her ear as he pinched down on Claudia's sensitive nipples. "It's so hot watching you take his big cock. Look how fucking wet your pussy is getting. Wow, look at those pussy lips puffing up."

"Oh, god. You guys are really turning me on. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Sam, your cock feels so good," Claudia groaned.

"You're starting to feel pretty nasty, aren't you?" Alexei pressed, getting into the erotic verbal word play. The integration session had opened a whole new world of erotic delights.

"Yes. Yes, I am. I dare you to take full advantage," Claudia challenged.

"Yeah, sounds like you want to get stretched and filled," Alexei suggested. "You want to try getting fisted, don't you?"

Alexei's question detonated Claudia at her core. "Yes, yes. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Oh, my god. I'm cummming all over Sam's cock. Oh, my god. I'm cumming so hard. Fuck, I can't believe what I'm telling you."

"Why? Is it because it's all true and you know we'll make it happen?" Sam asked as he continued to rapidly piston himself in and out of Claudia's folds. "Fuck, I'm about to bust my nut."

"Yes. I can't believe you're getting me to admit my deepest, darkest fantasies. I'm telling you secrets I have trouble admitting to myself," Claudia revealed. She realized she was digging an even deeper hole for herself, but she didn't care; she was pushing her thoughts closer to becoming a reality. She was so riled up she was revelling in being an active contributor to her own unraveling.

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Mr. Rourke's office an hour later.

"Finally," Mr. Rourke declared as Sam Smith entered the large corner office. Claudia and Alexei filed in behind.

"Great to see you," Mr. Franklin announced as everyone shook hands. He handed Sam a prepared platter of whiskey shots.

Mr. Rourke proposed a toast to their collective health and success. The group clinked their glasses together and then got down to the serious business of storytelling.

Rourke and Franklin had spent the last two months travelling on business to Tokyo, Beijing, Barcelona, and Berlin. Mr. Franklin had been in regular contact with Claudia, giving her various graphic design projects.

"I've got the reports you wanted." Sam winked, handing Mr. Rourke a thick, full-size envelope.

Mr. Franklin discussed trip highlights while Mr. Rourke glanced over the paperwork.

"So, what brings you back early?" Claudia asked. She couldn't hold her curiosity back any longer. Mr. Franklin's Zoom updates during the trip had been brief.

"Sam, please tell me Alice is with the investors," Mr. Rourke pressed. The veins in his neck were becoming more prominent.

"Everything has been going according to the plan, as you requested." Sam grinned. "She should be in their suite as we speak."

"Prefect." Mr. Franklin poured another round of shots. "Investors can be so demanding."

"Investors?" Claudia wondered aloud. "I doubt Alice has any clue about that."

"That's the whole idea you see," Mr. Franklin explained. "Your roommate and her films are the whole reason we came back earlier."

"The whole situation is very delicate." Mr. Rourke looked up from his paperwork. "We appreciate you keeping quiet about the distribution."

"Believe me, I don't know much, but I definitely get the part about not wanting to let early success get to her head." She quickly caught on that the buzz regarding Alice's work was genuine and infectious. "Without a hint of recognition, Alice has been working non-stop on the third film. She has barely left our apartment."

"You've got to trust us on this," Mr. Franklin insisted. "Cedric doesn't even know much."

Claudia gave them a puzzled look. "C'mon. Are you going to tell us more?"

"Demanding, aren't you?" Mr. Franklin ran his finger along Claudia's jawline.

She didn't back away from his touch. "I did as you requested while you were away. I went to the convention in Atlanta."

"Sounds like you did what Mr. Franklin requested," Mr. Rourke chuckled. "And you did a hell of a lot more." This was a dig at Claudia having hooked up with Alexei.

Before Claudia could get defensive, Mr. Franklin motioned for everyone to calm down. "We got copies of the first two films from Cedric. Getting DeWayne, Kevin, and Pearce to reunite on the screen is a big deal, but Alice playing Ms. Rambunctious has been a firestorm. We had a studio in Berlin change all the titles and attributions."

Mr. Rourke whistled, highlighting his amazement. "Talk about catching lightning. Copies of those two films have been flying off the shelves of every porn store in Europe and Japan."

Claudia suddenly felt the urge to protect Alice. "I don't know why Hafsa told me not to worry about you guys."

"I know what you're thinking." Mr. Rourke licked his lips. "It's okay. When you discover we're not taking advantage of Alice, I'm confident you'll know how to apologize."

Mr. Franklin laid out the logic of their approach. "We're giving Alice the space to produce more work. We will be providing a very valuable and unique opportunity. When she sees the volume of her success, she'll still have the option of remaining anonymous."

"She might decide she wants to walk away from the adult industry entirely," Mr. Rourke added.

Sam and Alexei assured Claudia they saw the value in Rourke and Franklin's methods. "Makes sense to me," Sam offered.

"The investors were charmed by Alice, but what really got them to commit was the opportunity to meet her without pretense." Franklin raised an eyebrow. "Sounds like they hit it off."

"Oh, they were certainly arrogant and good-looking enough to grab Alice's attention. They had her laughing like Ms. Rambunctious," Claudia said. She enjoyed that she was able to witness that part of their scheme up close.

"I recognize that devilish grin creeping across your face." Mr. Franklin was highly skilled at reading micro-expressions. "Claudia, do you care to explain?"

Claudia shrugged her shoulders in a huff. "This is so unfair. I am supposed to be getting information out of you, not the reverse." She brushed non-existent dust off the front of Mr. Franklin's suit.

"Remember you're not the only one who enjoys the suggestion of your roommate meeting her match," Alexei prodded. "Go on, tell them."

"I think Alice," Claudia giggled, pausing as she tried to curb her mischief energy. "Umm, I think Ms. Rambunctious is going to be rather busy tonight. I gave The Crew an alert and then prompted her to call them this afternoon."

"Perfect," Mr. Rourke surmised. "You're just like us--one who provides opportunities for maximizing pleasure."

"Don't forget, Claudia thought we were fleecing Alice of her hard-earned cash." Mr. Franklin slowly turned from Mr. Rourke to face Claudia. He put his index finger just above her lower lip. "Isn't that what you were thinking?"

Claudia knew lying would be akin to stepping in quick sand. "Sure. Adult entertainment is as cutthroat as it gets." She could hear the ticking of Mr. Franklin's pocket watch.

"You should know better about us." Franklin stepped even closer, such that his forearm was touching Claudia's chest. "By now it should be clear to you that we are very loyal to our allies."

Claudia bravely stood her ground. "I have appreciated the trust you have given me. Letting me have free reign at the convention was tremendous." She felt a thrill of excitement coursing through her veins. The whiskey shots were a contributing factor, but the true seduction of the moment lay in the predatory steps Sam, Alexei, and Mr. Rourke took towards her.

"Darling, I think you really need to back those statements up with some action," Alexei asserted in a deep tone. His eyes sparkled with lust as he raised his eyebrows, motioning towards Mr. Franklin and Mr. Rourke.

"Oh, are you wanting to observe my capabilities?" Claudia asked. She was purring now, her tone very sultry and alluring. She had their complete attention. She knew Franklin and Rourke must have inhaled the aroma of her earlier session with Sam and Alexei. The pheromones, the sweat, and the semen mingling with the vapors of top-shelf whiskey created a powerful aphrodisiac.

Claudia got on her knees. Mr. Rourke unbuckled his pants and slowly unzipped his fly. Meanwhile, Mr. Franklin kissed her lips. After briefly sticking his tongue in her mouth, he used both hands to steer Claudia's head towards Mr. Rourke's crotch.

Moaning, Claudia opened her mouth, taking Mr. Rourke's warm, considerable girth on top of her tongue. Mr. Franklin continued to push Claudia to take Rourke's cock deeper. She gagged but forced herself to keep going. Alexei and Sam voiced encouragement while giving her tush a few brisk slaps.

The collective group domination instilled a lightning rush of arousal in Claudia's core. "Go on, show 'em why Ms. Rambunctious doesn't deserve all the attention," Alexei teased.

That was all Claudia needed to hear to propel herself forward. She reached for a fresh shot of whiskey and knocked it back. Grinning and drooling, she wiped her chin with the sleeve of her sweater. Then she undid Mr. Franklin's belt. Unzipping his pants, she quickly added his cock to the circuit. Bobbing back and forth, Claudia soon had the two travellers rock hard.

Like Mr. Franklin, Mr. Rourke took charge in a similar manner, using both palms to press on Claudia's nape as she gave Mr. Franklin head. "Suck it, you talented little wanton vixen. Show Mr. Franklin, you know how to make him cum."

Mr. Franklin and Mr. Rourke passed Claudia back and forth.

"Such a good cocksucker. There you go, take him deep. Take his cock all the way down your throat. Let him feel you tighten up." Franklin held her in place as Rourke's balls pressed against her chin.

"Hrrk. Khk. Glug. Glug. Glug." The sounds echoed off the office walls. Claudia gasped for air as she continued to pivot between Rourke and Franklin. She knew what she was doing, employing a rapid licking and sucking technique on the underside of each man's bulbous cockhead. Her rapid tongue movements concentrated where the helmet of each cock met the shaft. She was dazzlingly skilled at pushing them over the edge.

Mr. Rourke exploded first, grunting; he pulled his cock free from Claudia's jaw just in time to send a stream of cum across her upper lip and up one of her nostrils. She inhaled his seed as his cock continued to spurt and ooze bursts of slick slime across her forehead.

Seeing Claudia's face plastered in cum gave Mr. Franklin an erotic jolt he couldn't handle. He groaned, turning Claudia to face his direction. Hand-over-hand, she rapidly stroked the full length of his shaft. As her pace grew feverishly frantic, he jerked his hips forward. Gritting his teeth, Mr. Franklin's balls sent bursts of cum into Claudia's eagerly awaiting open mouth. He staggered forward, shooting sperm into her eyelashes with most of his load landing in her hair.

Claudia winked at Alexei and then smiled at Franklin and Rourke. "Feeling better?"

"Awe, yeah."

"Hell yeah."

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The Foundry's Dungeon

"Hey, I thought we were going up to the roof," Claudia remarked, looking at Sam and then Alexei. She nervously wrung her hands together. She expected the sexual tension between them to lessen; after all, they left Rourke and Franklin behind in the office suite.

The elevator doors creaked open. They were on the bottom floor--the dungeon. Claudia walked slowly behind Alexei and Sam. Her knowledge and experience of the dungeon, though very limited, was enough to be aware security ensured access was very restricted. She was stunned when Alexei opened the main door.

"They let you have a key."

Sam turned. "He is one of the chief security officers. What did you expect?"

"He's chief security for Hasfa, but..." Claudia paused, her mind going into overdrive. Deep in thought she wasn't paying much attention as Sam stepped behind a curtain to retrieve a cloth-draped wheeled cart.

"Just a detour," Alexei said, pulling Claudia close. "You're not nervous, are you?"

"Yeah, right. Nice try, bringing me down here," Claudia teased. "Kinda difficult for you two to pull off much with the bossmen blissfully pouring over those reports."

"Hmm. I seem to recall a certain someone was struggling in the interrogation room." Alexei nudged Sam.

"That's what I remember," Sam said, sneering.

"Don't go getting all sensitive on me," Claudia laughed. "I was bashing Rourke and Franklin, not you guys."

"Important facts, figures, trends, and numbers are in those reports." Alexei continued to ramble on, presenting a dry defense of Franklin and Rourke's behavior. He waited until Claudia had tuned him out, then he winked at Sam.

As they exited the elevator, Claudia realized they had only gone up one floor. She was about to ask why they were now in the arena, but Sam interrupted Alexei. "Yeah, those darn reports. Just a bunch of numbers, names, and preferences."

Claudia flashed them both a puzzled look. "Preferences? What's going on here? Why are we at the arena?"

Alexei answered quickly with a question. "We had to run an errand, remember?" He put a firm grip on her shoulder, pressing his fingers into her muscles.

With a slight gasp followed by a moan, Claudia tried to relax. She leaned into Alexei; his massaging touch was soothing. "Oh, yeah. Whatever. Don't mind me. Silly me, I got all worked up. I always forget about the boomerang effect when Alice turns into Ms. Rambunctious."

"How so?"

"Well, you know how you figured out that she has a tendency to go wild when she thinks I'm in trouble," Claudia outlined, making eye contact to ensure they were following. "When you got me to play along, you were fully alert and conscious that I would get turned on in the process."

"Oh, so you thought, maybe, this was all an elaborate plan?" Sam's timing was perfect.

"Yeah," Claudia chuckled, shaking her head dismissively. She sighed, looking around the empty, silent arena. "Rooftop?"

As they turned to walk back towards the elevator, the sound of fabric snapping echoed across the floor.

Claudia jumped. Alexei and Sam turned around.

"Hey, guys. What's up?" Jerome's deep voice boomed. He was standing in the center of the arena, waving them over. He didn't move.

Retracing their steps, the trio greeted their friend. "Claudia, you look dashingly stunning this evening. Gentleman, thanks for the delivery."

Jerome's presence always set off sparks inside Claudia. Since he is in charge of office security for Mr. Franklin at another location downtown, it was a surprise to see him at The Foundry. Claudia returned his compliment. Light flirting ensued.

"What am I doing tonight? Here?" Jerome repeated her questions, pausing. On cue two figures stepped out of the shadows. "I'm here with Clifford and Trey."

"What? Huh, you guys don't usually hang out together." Claudia bit her lip. They had encircled her. Alexei grabbed her wrists, guiding her to the cloth-covered cart.

Alexei kissed Claudia, telling her to close her eyes. Trey tied a silk blindfold around her head. In turn, Jerome, Trey, and Clifford kissed Claudia deeply before she felt them picking her up, placing her astride a saddle.

Claudia felt hands lifting her sweater over her head. Jerome and Clifford used her sweater to tie her arms behind her back. Alexei and Trey started nibbling and licking her nipples.

"Fuck," Claudia moaned. "Oh, fuck, that feels hard."

"Scoot yourself forward," Alexei directed.

"I am," Claudia protested, reacting to the pair of hands pressing on her lower back. "Shit, that feels big."

Having slid her panties to one side, Alexei guided the Sybian's silicone cock attachment snugly into her pleasure zone.

"There you go. Let that fill you up."

"Fuck, I'm stuffed," Claudia groaned. Her lips were trembling in anticipation. She didn't have to wait long for the machine to assert its power.

"Showtime," Sam announced, flipping on the Sybian's power switch. He was the best person to have at the controls. Thrust, rotation, and vibration came with individual dials on this model. He introduced each effect and then paused. "Now you might think three features are plenty, but think again."

"Oh, my god. That's enough already," Claudia whimpered.

"Doesn't it feel good?" Alexei teased.

"Yes, yes. Damn it, it feels fucking great."

"Super. Well, it's about to get even better. This is a brand new model--The Pulsar." Sam grinned as he activated the name-sake feature.

Claudia's eyes began to roll backwards. "Fuck, it's throbbing. Oh, my god. Yes. Yes. Fuck. Oh, shit. Fuck me. I'm gonna cum. Fuck, I'm gonna cum. Oh, shit. Shit. Fuck. I'm cummmmmming."

The five guys removed Claudia from the Sybian, placing her on a thin mattress in the center of the arena. They removed her blindfold but left her sweater binding her arms behind her back.

The transition was smooth until she was situated on her knees. Then the collective aggressive male desire for pleasure became dominant. Alexei, Sam, Jerome, Trey, and Clifford formed a semi-circle around Claudia, pulling her to and fro. Her hair and face were a mess of saliva and sweat as she rang her tongue up and down their stiffening shafts. As stimulating as The Sybian had been, she enthusiastically showed her hunger for real flesh.

As they took turns mounting her from behind, thrusting themselves deep inside her pussy, Claudia looked up. She could see Mr. Rourke and Mr. Franklin in the small glass mezzanine viewing booth that overhung the arena. She also spotted another figure ducking in and out of the shadows just beyond the booth's three rows of seats. Squinting, Claudia realized the mystery form was Hafsa.

Knowing another woman was watching five guys demolish her caused Claudia's core to tighten with arousal. The fact she was magnetically drawn to Hafsa's beauty doubled this effect.

Then it dawned on her. This group of guys was the exact one she had made a confession about when Sam had questioned her early. Claudia confirmed she was correct. Trey, Clifford, Jerome, and, of course, Alexei had the tools that made her cum the hardest.

Having lost track of how many times she had climaxed, Claudia was in the throes of another orgasm when she felt Hafsa's soft hands on her forehead. Hafsa gazed into Claudia's eyes. With her hands unbound at this point, she reached, pulling Hafsa's face to hers. They kissed, tongues dancing upon one another.

"You're a sexy slut, do you know that?" Hafsa noted a cloud of bewilderment floating in Claudia's facial expression. "You're wondering how they pulled this all together so quickly, are you?"

Claudia smiled; she found Hafsa's ability to satisfy and identify her curiosities to be divinity in its purest form. She bit her lip and nodded.

"Sam's methods are really coming along, but some truths we've already guessed. When you trust your intuition, planning is more feasible," Hafsa whispered, brushing her lips against Claudia's.

"So, you already know everything?" Claudia asked, mystified.

"Not everything, habibi," Hafsa replied, looking away and then back at Claudia. "Sam's report from your latest truth session has plenty of wonderful insights. Why else do you think I'm here?"

Figuring it was her turn to bring a burning observation to light, Claudia countered. "From here it looked like you were checking on Franklin and Rourke, like you're really the one in charge."

Hafsa cut Claudia off with another kiss. She patted her cheek but didn't answer. Her countenance turned mischievous. Raising an eyebrow, she slid her palm down Claudia's waist. "You're a horn dog with a big appetite, aren't you?"

"Oh, god," Claudia moaned. She felt Hafsa's fingers entering her slit. Her cries of pleasure became raspy. Rapidly sucking in air, Claudia became acutely aware the guys nearby were transfixed, stroking their cocks as they admired Hafsa's handiwork.

"Do you see them all soaking up how erotic you are?"

"Yes, yes. I see them," Claudia gasped. The sensations at her core were becoming intense. Hafsa was now twisting and turning four fingers, and a thumb passed Claudia's pussy lips. "Fuck. Oh, shit. Oh, my god. Fuck, that feels intense. You're really filling me up."

"They're about to watch you cum all over my fist. Are you ready for that?"

Claudia's body overtook her mind and voice. "Fuck. Yes. Fuck me. Give it to me. Fist me, Hafsa."

Hafsa kissed Claudia while driving her hand further into Claudia's vaginal cavity. She softly blew air across Claudia's face while she crumbled in orgasmic ecstacy.

"Ahhhh. Mmh. Mmh. Ahhh. Fuck, fuck. You're gonna make me... You're gonna... Fuck. Ahhh. Ahhh. Mmh. Oh, my god, that's deep. Oh, yes. Right there. Oh, my god. I'm gonna cum. Fuck, I'm gonna cum. Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Fuck. I'm cummming. Oh, my god. I'm cummmmming. Shit. Shit. I can't stop cummming," Claudia wailed. Her shrieking cries of pleasure echoed off the arena walls as Hafsa relentlessly pistoned her sopping wet hole.

Eventually, the stimulation was too much. Claudia curled up in a writhing ball of orgasmic bliss as Hafsa ran her pussy juiced-soaked fingers through Claudia's ringlets.

"Ready to see what a stir you just caused?"

Claudia bobbed her head, giving Hafsa time to step back before the men presented their appreciation. Grunting, Jerome and Trey jerked their hips forward as they stroked themselves to completion. Ropes of cum blasted both sides of her face. Trey placed his massive cockhead right on the edge of her hairline as his balls continued to push sticky goo down the side of Claudia's face.

Alexei and Sam were next. Alexei stepped forward, using his hands to pivot Claudia's face towards Sam; he bellowed, "There you go. Good girl. Open your mouth for him. Nice. Yes, just like that. Now beg for his cum."

"Oh, fuck. Give me your seed, Sam. Please cum on my face."

"Claudia, you're so fucking hot. Yes. Yes. Oh, fuck. There you go, stroke my fucking cock. Fuck, yeah." Sam stumbled forward, catching himself as his cock exploded, plastering Claudia's nose, eyes, and lips. His cum pooled as it dripped around her nose ring."

Alexei was stunned with arousal, watching his girlfriend take her third facial. Claudia rotated and pounced on him. She locked her hands behind his ass, pulling him forward so she could quickly start deep throating his rock-hard cock.

At this point Claudia was so turned on she deployed all the finer points of her oral skills. She was choking on his snake while gently stroking his balls. Alexei managed to buck his hips a few times before he reached his peak. As he felt himself slipping over the edge, he grabbed Claudia by the back of her head, forcing her further down his shaft.

The others cheered encouragement as cum started to flow out of Claudia's mouth. The torrent of slick fluid pooling and sliding off her lips and chin was quite the erotic scene. Alexei released his hold on her, sending Claudia gasping for air as she spit up cum.

Displaying a seemingly insatiable lust, Claudia lunged to secure Alexei's member with her hands. She winked at him as she slinked closer, licking his cock clean.

"Come here, princess," a voice called out behind her.

Claudia turned around. It was Mr. Franklin. He was flanked on either side by Clifford and Mr. Rourke. "Have you two recovered already?" she teased. Her tone was sarcastic and had enough sass for the two businessmen to take her question as a challenge.

Mr. Rourke pinched her nipples while Mr. Franklin got between Claudia's legs. Using his tongue, Mr. Franklin began stimulating her swollen clit while using his fingers to probe her anal ring.

Claudia moaned, "Oh, fuck."

"Hope you're ready. After that performance, we're going to fuck you this time," Mr. Rourke whispered in her ear as he shifted from her nipples to her back side.

"Oh, shit. Yes. Ah. Mm. Hahn. Fuck, he's going to make me cum," Claudia hissed. "Fuck, me. I'm cummmmmming."

Mr. Franklin sunk his cock where his tongue had just been, inside Claudia's wet snatch. She was still shaking with orgasmic tremors when he bent her forward. Holding her tight chest-to-chest, Mr. Franklin started pumping his girth in and out of her pussy.

As she absorbed Franklin's powerful thrusts, Claudia was quickly overwhelmed. Mr. Rourke grabbed her hips, pulling her towards him as he mounted Claudia from behind. Lathered in a thick helping of lube, Mr. Rourke pushed his python into her tush.

"Fuck, that's deep," Claudia groaned. Her ass was stinging as the double penetration session started. The pair of cocks explored a gamut of rhythms and coordinated motions.

At first they alternated, one thrusting in while the other pistoned out. As Claudia's lustful cries transformed from agony to ecstasy, Mr. Franklin and Mr. Rourke started plunging deeper in unison.

"Wow, they're really fucking you now, aren't they?" Clifford positioned himself in front of Claudia. Putting his hand on her chin, he slowly guided her to his awaiting cock.

"Oh, god. Fuck. Ah. Mm. They're ramming my holes with their cocks. Fuck, they are really stretching me out," Claudia purred.

"Open, open. That's it. Now you're a hot little airtight slut, aren't you?" Clifford barked. He pinched Claudia's nose closed while feeding her his cock. "There you go. Yes. Just like that. Fuck yeah."

Clifford pulled out, spraying Claudia's face with his jizz just as she was gasping for air.

The tandem insertion, on top of everything else, was too much for Claudia. As Clifford showered her with his seed, her legs began to twitch.

Mr. Franklin inserted himself as deep as he could go. He was now grinding on Claudia's g-spot. Her toes began to curl. Meanwhile, Mr. Rourke picked up his pace, riveting her ass swiftly.

"Oh, god. I'm going to cum. I'm going to fucking cum. Ahh. Hahn. Hahn. Fuck, I'm cummmmmming." Claudia writhed as her climax overtook her. Mr. Franklin and Mr. Rourke took turns jacking off on her ass while she continued to spasm.

Hafsa wrapped Claudia in a big towel. "C'mon, you're going to be just in time to grab a front-row seat for the main performance," Hafsa said, leading her from the arena to the mezzanine viewing booth.

"Uh, main performance, what do you mean?" Claudia managed to put one foot in front of the other. She kept her grip firm as Hafsa held her hand.

"Ms. Rambunctious, of course," Hafsa chuckled triumphantly. "Your roommate will be in fine form." She paused, letting Claudia walk into her. Hafsa gave her a quick kiss on the lips. "Did you forget, it's a full moon tonight?"

Claudia's pupils enlarged as the curve of her smile grew. She gave Hafsa's tush a quick squeeze. "Let's go," she hollered, as they climbed the stairs and glided into two empty seats.