Amanda watched the screen

It showed Kellner’s private suite, and Claire was there, bound with twine at her wrists and ankles. She didn’t look to be harmed physically in any way; in the vicinity stood five guards and Delholme. “I felt it fitting to contain her in the room she was so eager to enter,” Kellner said, “Now, watch closely!”

Amanda saw Delholme produce a syringe, and walk towards Claire. One of the guards lifted her off the ground and propped her vertical. Another guard came and pulled off her left glove, exposing her wrist. Claire struggled a bit before the syringe broke her skin, and Delholme released the contents of it into her. Claire fell back onto the floor. Amanda gasped and struggled harder, but Kellner spoke, “Calm yourself, my dear. This is not harmful. It is only a bit of an aphrodisiac. It will help her relax, and make her tamer.” “Tamer for what,” Amanda asked.

“It also will increase her sex drive exponentially. It is quite potent, so I believe our junior agent will put on quite a show for us.” Kellner switched on the sound for the projector, and all could hear Claire begin to moan, but not in agony, but in desire. “Oh no,” Amanda said audibly. “Oh yes,” Kellner retorted. Claire was trying hard to fight the urges, Amanda could see it, but soon she was tugging at her clothes with her bound hands. Amanda heard Claire beg, “Please let me loose. I need to get these clothes off!” Amanda watched intently as the guards sneered and smiled at each other. Delholme gave the order to cut open her bonds, and they all watched as she writhed freely on the floor, her long blonde hair spreading out over the hardwood. She fumbled with the fastenings of her suit and other equipment and finally called out, “Strip me, PLEASE!” The guards looked at Delholme for orders, and he motioned for them to proceed. The five guards pounced on her and immediately Amanda could see her belt tossed out of the crowd. Two guards moved down to unzip and remove her heeled boots.

The guards spread out a bit from the initial huddle, giving Kellner and Amanda, and the rest of the room, a clear view of Claire’s state. The guards were grabbing at her body suit, tugging it every which way. They had worked her zipper down to just under her chest; her bra making an appearance. Delholme spurned them on, and a guard yanked the zipper to its terminus, well below the waistline. Amanda remembered how skimpy Claire’s panties were, so she was not surprised they were not yet visible.

The tugging continued and soon the guards received a reward, in the sound of leather beginning to tear. Parts of her sleeve and leggings were torn off and tossed away in favour of ripping off more material. Delholme ordered her turned over and made another motion. A small knife appeared to slice a small opening between Claire’s cheeks. Two guards pulled from each side, opening up the seat of her suit, and revealing her firm ass. Two of the guards whistled, and then the continued, ripping open the suit all the way to the top at her neck, ripping it completely in half. They turned her over again onto her back, and Delholme himself went in to sever the last shred of material at her crotch, from the zipper to her cheeks.

Claire was begging for them to continue, and Delholme gave the order. They each pulled a the halves of the now bisected body suit until loud ripping sounds were heard and the material was pulled free from her body. The guards huddled around her, concealing her from sight, as the final pieces of her suit were lobbed out from inside the huddle. Delholme admired her skimpy bra and panties, at least the fact that they covered so little, but still they covered too much for him. He ordered their removal and they were torn away from her body. She lay naked on the ground. Delholme already had his dick out, and knelt between Claire’s legs. “Remember that cock?” Kellner said, mocking Amanda’s earlier predicament. “I am not watching this,” Amanda replied. “Oh, but you will,” Kellner asserted, “Think of it as preparation of what could be coming for you later.”

Amanda shuddered as she watched Delholme stroke Claire’s bare pussy, and hearing her gasp affirmatives in approval. Two guards spread her pussy open wide, and Delholme entered her. She sighed in relief. She must have been very wet as he slid in and out of her tight pussy with ease. Two guards took her breasts in the mouth and began to suck. Delholme continued to pump into Claire, and her moaning became heavier. The first orgasm hit her hard, and she arched her back. Delholme ordered her to stand up, and Claire begged for him to enter her again. He bent her over the chair and thrust deep into her ass. A shout of pain turned into another moan of pleasure as Delholme fucked her ass. A second orgasm soon hit, and her juices poured out of her pussy, onto the floor. She was brought up from the chair, and one of the guards, obviously impatient, slid into her pussy. Claire was being taken from both sides. Her shouts of yes were proof of her absolute pleasure. She orgasmed again, and sank to her knees as Delholme and the guard pulled out. The rest of the guards encircled her, all with their dicks out. She grabbed one and immediately pulled it into her mouth and Delholme came hard all over her breasts. Claire began moving on to the next guard, sucking with her mouth, and pumping others with her hands.