The Interview

It had been 2 months since the crazy weekend at the Biker Festival and Louise and John had got back into the usual routine of work and weekends. The last month had been highly stressful however as the company John worked for had gone through a restructure and John's boss who he got on with had been made redundant.

The new boss was an old rival who had seen John as a threat when he had joined the company and clearly now saw this as his chance to remove John, he had managed to persuade the new Vice President that the team could be reduced to drive further efficiencies. So, John found himself redundant with a small redundancy package, he was always open with Louise but did not want to stress her out over the situation so assured her that he would find another job soon.

However, after a month of searching it was evident that the whole market was in a downturn and the opportunities very limited. A year before they would have been fine, but they had sunk all their savings and a hefty remortgage into an extension they had built; so now faced a lot of repayments.

Another month had rolled around and the money from the redundancy was being eaten into rapidly, if nothing came up soon, they were going to have to discuss selling the house and downsizing, they were determined they would not do this, but their options were running out.

Louise came into the kitchen where John was looking for more job opportunities; "Any luck."

"Nothing that pays enough to cover us, I shall keep looking."

Louise grimaced it was clear John was stressed "But we are running out of time."

"I Know but we don't have any other options" John replied.

"Well, there might be one."

"I don't want to ask your parents and mine would never lend a penny anyway."

"I did not mean borrow from them."

"Well, what's your idea?"

"You remember the festival."

"How could I forget it; it was hot and crazy."

"Well remember that biker Mike who approached us and his leaving note, I still have it and he said if we ever wanted work to use the email."

John frowned "Are you sure, you want to do this, you know it's going to involve something sexual, and we have no idea who this email is going to reach is it mike or someone else."

Louise pulled out the piece of paper and read out the email address, "the name is Nicolai Dujak."

"Hmm, that sounds like eastern European possibly Albanian, they are dangerous people and involved in all sorts of dubious activity, are you sure you want to do this."

"I think we need to do something, or we are going to have the bank after us, I will email him and just say I am looking for work and see what comes back, if it sounds odd, we can ignore and think of something else."

"Ok but only if you're sure."

"I am going to give it a go, it might even be fun."

"I am not sure Albanian crime lords are fun."

"We don't know what it is, I am going to email him now and tell him Mike told us to get in touch."

A day passed and Louise was checking her emails for a response to her enquiry for work, 3 emails down she saw it, a message from Nicolai it simply read; come to the below address 1700hrs Friday, dress appropriately for your interview and ask for me, the crimson rooms, Millers gate road, Southampton.

Louise read it to John, "what do you think, it does not say much, and I don't recognise that area, do you."

John laughed "that's because that's a seedy end of the city you never go to, it's a notorious area and sandwiched between a run-down suburb and an industrial estate, just searching and the Crimson rooms are a strip club, not much info but looks like a fully nude strip club not much info on their website."

Louise grinned "well I can pole dance and don't mind nudity so it's worth a go."

"Are you sure, you want to do this we can hold out for another month."

"No, we need to do something, and this could give us breathing space."

"Ok but I will come with you."

It was Thursday and Louise had been deliberating all week on what she would wear for her interview with a few impromptu dress up sessions that John had enjoyed. John was going to drop her off, but she did not want him dropping her off right outside the door as the less they knew about John the better and she did not want their car number plate tagged in case anything did not work out and they could find their home address.

Probably being paranoid Louise thought but better safe than sorry, slightly ironic she thought since the predicament they were getting into.

Friday rolled around and Louise was nervous, she had had some crazy sexual adventures, but this was different she was effectively applying for a job and whilst she knew it was a strip club, she had no idea what the job might fully entail. John was downstairs still looking for jobs as she began to get ready.

She had shaved her pussy, selected a simple but striking barbell for her VCH piercing and painted her nails a bright slightly whoreish red. Next came stockings and suspenders with a tiny sheer wicked weasel thong that showed the outline of her pussy lips and the glinting piercing. Louise then picked out a short black clingy strapless dress and a pair of black high heel strappy stilettos.

Louise walked downstairs and John looked up, jaw dropping he got up and Louise could see his intent.

"No, I cannot get my hair and makeup messed up, later."

John shrugged "you look amazing, lucky interviewer, we better get going anyway."

It took 40 minutes to reach the industrial estate, John pulled up the car. Louise looked around the area, it certainly looked run down she was going to look out of place but what the hell it was only a 200m walk to the address.

John turned off the engine "ok just follow this road and turn left opposite the old railway siding 100m ahead of us, the club should be on the left next to the car workshop, just call me when you're done, and I will be back here to pick you up."

Louise took a deep breathe, leaned over kissed John, and stepped out of the car. She felt exposed but could not see anyone so started walking down the road, as she approached the old railway siding and turned left into a small road with a collection of various garages and low rent looking buildings, she heard voices.

Louise spotted the crimson rooms a 3-story building with black smoked windows and a neon pole with the name and the outline of a stripper dancing around a dagger in bright crimson. The noise was coming from 4 guys giving banter to each other in the forecourt of the garage next to the club. Louise kept her head up and eyes straight ahead as she walked past the garage to the club, the shouting stopped and she heard a wolf whistle, ignoring it she walked on.

One of the men shouted, "Fresh meat, looks like the club is going up market."

Another voice shouted, "we will see you soon, looking forward to some new talent."

Louise ignored the comments and whistles and walked towards the clubs door, stepping into its foyer she pulled on the door, it was locked, she spotted a small intercom on the wall and camera above it in the corner. She took a breath and pressed the button, "its Louise here for an interview with Nicolai."

A heavily accented voice responded, "come up I will buzz door open," the door clicked and Louise tried it again, it opened and she stepped into the club. She stepped into a further foyer area surrounded by mirrors, Louise checked herself in the mirror took a deep breath and stepped forward, as she left the foyer she saw the main dance floor and bar ahead of her, with a sweeping circular staircase heading up to the first floor.

She noticed movement at the top of the stairs a large silhouette appeared as her eyes adjusted to the club lighting she saw a tall man in a suit, heavily muscled and shaven headed approach her.

"You here for 1700 interview?" the man asked her. Before Louise could answer he continued "follow me and don't speak unless spoken to." Louise followed the man up the stairs and along a corridor, passing multiple other rooms all with different coloured doors, finally they reached a large red door at the end. The man knocked once and opened the door ushering Louise in before stepping back into the corridor, closing the door and leaving Louise standing inside a large brightly lit room.

Louise felt self-conscious in her scant dress and heels as she saw 4 men sitting around a dark table at the end of the room talking in what sounded like Albanian, they all appeared to be in their late 40's or early 50's and all wore dark suits. As Louise looked around, she saw a pole on a small stage at the end of the room with a circular sofa arranged around what appeared to be a private entertainment area with a small bar and sound system.

The men paused from their discussion, and all looked up as Louise entered the room, a couple of comments were made in Albanian as they all seemed to undress her with their eyes and assess her, she felt like a piece of meat or fine possession they were appraising.

The man sitting at the head of the table spoke for a few seconds more ignoring Louise and then obviously telling the men they were done with whatever business they had been discussing. They stood up, but instead of leaving the room they walked to the entertaining area and began to talk among themselves and pour drinks.

The man now turned to Louise and addressed her, "come forward, you must be Louise, I am Nicolai, you are here for an interview yes?" Nicolai was powerful looking, outlined through his suit Louise could see he had a large chest and heavily muscled arms; he was swarthy in an Eastern European way with dark piercing eyes and a strong jaw set in an angular face with good looks and a few days stubble.

Butterflies in her stomach, Louise replied "yes," whilst realising she found this man who was no doubt dangerous very attractive, his direct ness was also turning her on as he looked her over, taking in every inch of her body as he openly looked her up and down.

"So, Louise I run a club amongst other businesses, I have many employees they work in many different roles, but all are here to make money, some want fun money, some want serious money, what do you want?"

Louise had not expected the question but figured she should be honest, "I need to make serious money and fairly fast?"

"I see and how serious and how fast?" Nicolai responded.

"I need to make £10,000 in the next 2 months, if I can." Louise replied.

"Ok, so the good news is I can help you, however you will not make that kind of money stripping without getting very lucky and working every night for the next 2 months, I am assuming you do not want that." Louise shook her head. "Very well, then you have several options which I will lay out for you. Firstly, stripping is not going to cut it, so you will need to be a whore or in your language an escort, or you will need to work in film."

"Escorting; I can get you clients for most weekends, and you can probably charge £1000 a night if you are good enough. If that is not for you then you can do film, porno you will be paid £2000-4000 per film, and I am sure I could easily cast you. However, you need to tell me what you would like to do?"

Louise took a deep breath the man before her, a total stranger was offering to be her pimp or make her an adult film star, however, needs must, and she enjoyed sex. She did not want the risk of a porno being freely available with her all over it and seen by God knows who, so she guessed she would have to be an escort. "I would like to escort" she replied.

"Very well so it's not quite that simple, here is how it works, you will need to go on our exclusive website, no one pays for an escort without seeing what is on offer, don't worry this is not any old website our members can only see you having paid to be on the website, and we only attract men of great wealth. I will interview you today and our in-house photographer will take your pictures for the site portfolio today if you are suitable, so shall we begin."

Louise nodded she felt she did not really have an option. "Very good" Nicolai said as he pushed back from the table and stood up, he pressed an intercom on his table and spoke into it, Louise recognised the name Marco but nothing else, as he spoke an order in Albanian into it before walking towards her. As he stood; Louise appreciated his full stature, he must have been 6ft 2 and was in good shape, as he approached, he took off his jacket revealing a crisp white shirt with a closely fitted waist coat under neath, he wore a black belt and dark trousers with a pair of smart black leather shoes.

Louise felt his presence as he walked slowly around her clearly scrutinising every detail of her, "you know my girls do anything my clients want and that is why my clients pay well and come back for more, will you do anything I wonder?" As he spoke, she felt him run his hand firmly but gently down her back tracing her spine from the base of neck down to the small of her back and onto her bottom, sending a pulse of electricity through her as she felt herself become increasingly aroused at his brazen touch.

Just as he was about to ask another question the door opened and Louise was broken from her trance as another two men appeared, the first another Albanian, wearing jeans and T shirt with a large camera in his hand. The second man an Englishman in a casual pair of slacks and open shirt, with a dark jacket, he had short dark hair and looked to be in his late 40's, in good shape with piercing blue eyes that were already scanning over her body before settling back on her own eyes, Louise looked down under his gaze.

Nicolai spoke "Marco, this is Louise she is here for interview, take the usual shots for the website as I interview her, this way Louise you will not waste time with a separate photo session if your pass the interview."

As Nicolai turned to the new man, the Englishman spoke, "what are you up to Nicolai?"

"Are Thorne good of you to join us, you're late" Nicolai replied.

"It's DCI Thorne to you Nicolai, and what are you up to? Do I need to turn a blind eye" the man asked.

"No, you can enjoy the show with our colleagues, and we will discuss our business shortly, this is just a new whore we are trying out," Nicolai responded as he turned back to Louise.

"Over by the wall so we can get you started." Nicolai instructed, indicating the large wall behind the meeting table with the club logo on one side. Louise placed her small purse with phone on the table and moved to the wall, Marco began taking shots, she felt awkward as the men were all watching her as Marco moved around her taking in full body shots and head shots, after a few minutes of this, Marco stopped and turned as if waiting for instruction from Nicolai.

"Very good, now Louise, get undressed for me," the Albanians stopped talking as they watched eagerly, and the police officer was now also staring at her with a clear look of lust in his eyes as he scanned over her body. She reached behind her back and unzipped the dress, allowing it to slip down her body to the floor leaving her standing in just her tiny thong, suspender belt, stockings and heels.

They must be able to see how wet she was, she could feel her pussy soaking under the eyes of the six men, her nipples engorged and rock hard under their gaze. Marco snapped a few more shots whilst she held some poses, she then froze, as she saw a flash of anger cross Nicolai's face.

He stepped towards Louise, and barked an order "hands on wall, legs apart and bottom out." Louise did as instructed, wondering what she had done wrong. He spoke softly but with clear control and intent "you are very beautiful, you have a fine body, but you must listen to instructions and do them properly, I asked you to undress for me that always includes underwear." As he spoke she felt his hand slide down her hip and grab the side of her thong, in one swift movement he tore the thong from her as if it were nothing, ripping it as he tore it from her pussy.

"This will be your last warning, always follow my instructions and you will do well, and we will ensure you come to no harm, do you understand?"

Louise felt vulnerable but accepted her error, "yes I understand, sorry."

"Very good, then let us continue your interview, turn around." Louise turned and naturally opened her stance allowing Nicolai access to her. As he looked into her eyes towering over her, she felt his hand trace across her hip and touch her pussy, circling around her piercing before slipping between her increasingly wet lips.

Nicolai turned to Marco, DCI Thorne and the group "she is very wet" as he withdrew his finger from Louise's pussy a fine line of her juice could be seen, "someone likes being handled by strangers I think." A further instruction "On all fours now." Louise got on all fours pushing her bottom up and spreading her knees so they would have a good view, looking back over her shoulder she saw Marco taking more pictures, changing angles to capture both her face and her dripping slit.

"Spread yourself," Louise knew what he wanted, John often made her spread for him but never with six strangers watching including a senior police officer. She reached a hand back between her legs and eased her fingers across her outer lips, slowly spreading them apart as she showed her wet pink inner lips and entrance to the men. Marco took some more shots and then her fingers slipped as her pussy juice made her too slippery to hold herself open for long.

"Very good Louise, now follow me," Nicolai headed to the entertainment area and sat back on the sofa in the middle of the circle as the other men watched, several adjusting themselves as Louise entered the area and stood in front of Nicolai. "Let's see how good this little mouth is" Nicolai laughed.

Louise knew what was expected and knelt between Nicolai's legs pulling his hips slightly toward her as she traced her hand up the inside of his trousers to a solid bulge that was increasing in size under her touch. She looked up at him into his piercing eyes as she slowly unzipped his trousers, reaching inside she pushed through his boxer shorts to find an impressive erection. His cock was large and thick and getting harder as she pulled it out and leant forward taking him in her mouth.

She could feel his heat and his cock continued to swell in her mouth as she began to suck at the head and then with alternating movements swirled her tongue around its head before running it down under his cock to his balls and then repeating. Marco was clearly impressed as he continued to snap away taking a series of close ups of her sucking the cock and running her tongue up and down Nicolai's shaft.

His associates where clearly enjoying the show also as her position on all fours between Nicolai's legs afforded them a clear view of her open pussy and ass, her lips spread and dripping under their gaze, she saw that the two in her line of sight had taken their own cocks out and were slowly wanking them as they watched her. She heard comments in Albanian and a few words she recognized including, whore, slut and cunt, these men saw her as a piece of fuck meat and that turned her on further.

She could just make out DCI Thorne at the edge of the sofa he was also now watching intently but had not taken his cock out like the Albanians.

She could feel Nicolai was close to cumming as she bobbed her head up and down and took him as deep as she could. He pushed her back, "enough, now we see if your pussy is as good as your mouth." Louise felt strong hands lift her up and place her onto the sofa her legs dangling over its edge. Nicolai stripped as she lay back on the sofa, watching her as he removed his clothes, she wanted to ask him for a condom, but it was clear he had no intention of wearing one. It was a good job she was at least back on the pill she thought.