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this Update will be a long one, I hope you do not mind
The Third Day:
The Adlernest: The Gardens of the Adlernest 0715 Hours:
Chris quickened her pace, forcing her two Guards to follow her lead. She had made a decision. Tonight would be the night. Tonight she would act. Almost all pieces were in place. Prolonging the Game with Sieglinde would become more and more risky.
With every day the danger that von Winterfeldt would detect that his Head of Security was screwing his “Soulmate” rose. And if he found out, there would be no one who would save them both from his wrath. She could not risk that. And who knew if that sick Bastard was just playing with her like a cat with the mouse, already knowing what Chris and Gablenz were doing and waiting for the right moment to strike?
She forced that fought back in the most secluded cell of her mind there were more pressing matters at hand: Chris had come up with a solution to activate the Security Console in Sieglindes Private Office.
In her head she went through the schematics of the Palace, down to the Cellar where the hidden Door to the secret Passageway began – or so she hoped. What if the Passageway had collapsed? But that risk they had to take, this was the only chance they would get – and she would make the best of it. True the stakes were high, but Chris was determined not to spend any moment longer in this golden Cage.
She would complete the Transcription today; she would take the Transcript and the Manuscript with her. This would hurt von Winterfeldt´s ego as much as her “betrayal” and if he found out that Sieglinde had taken advantage of her, there would be hell to pay.
Suddenly a Picture of Anna sitting around a table with her friends and her two Kidnappers popped into her mind. For a fleeting moment Chris felt an intense connection. Then the Vision (?) was gone.
Chris accelerated her Tempo further and further. “My Guards will hate me”
In her Head Diana Damrau sang Mozarts Aria: “Der Hölle Rache kocht in meinem Herzen.“
“Hells Revenge cooks in my heart,
Death and despair flame about me!
If Sarastro does not through you feel
The pain of death,
Then you will be my daughter nevermore.
Disowned may you be forever,
Abandoned may you be forever,
Destroyed be forever
All the bonds of nature,
If not through you
Sarastro becomes pale! (as death)
Hear, Gods of Revenge,
Hear a mother's oath!“
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YuBeBjqKSGQ
Diana Damrau sings Mozart´s Aria “Der Hölle Rache kocht in meinem Herzen
“If we escape, I will take revenge. Revenge for Peter, for Stromberg and Sophie and all other Victims of von Winterfeldt, and if it is the last thing I ever do!” Chris swore to herself and accelerated her pace once more, till a sharp tug at her wrists reminded her of her Handlers, and she reduced her pace – just a little, and she smiled under her gag.
A secluded Valley not very far from the Brenner Pass, Safe House, around the same time:
Anna, her usual grumpy morning self, took a sip of the steaming hot black coffee, while her friends and their new “allies” chatted amiably. Suddenly she sat straight on her chair, all Grumpiness forgotten, eyes wide: “Christine! Then she said in a clear strong voice, “We will act this evening. Something important will happen tonight!”
All others fell silent and looked at her in astonishment, it was Kate who broke the Silence: “Anna what is it? What do you mean by that?”
Haltingly and slowly the Russian began to speak: “I had some kind of Vision?? I saw Chris running in the park of the Palace: Chained to two guards and two others following her. It felt so real.”
Kate regarded her appraisingly, thoughtfully: She knew that Chris and Anna shared a deep connection, so she would not jump to hasty conclusions as Anna had lost her marbles, what had Shakespeare written in Hamlet?
“There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.”
Sarah McKenzie looked a little sceptical, while Hayley and Kirsty seemed to be intrigued. Anna looked all of them straight in the Eye: “And no, I have not lost my mind and I will challenge anybody, who says otherwise” Her Eyes blazing.
Aloud Kate spoke with conviction, and a slight smile curling her lips: “Cool down Anna! We should take this as a good Omen. Sarah, what do you think, are we ready to enter the Tunnel System and the Passageways tonight?”
The Art thief pondered the Question: “I think we are as ready as we can be. We should do another Recon today before we act though.”
“Agreed” Kate and Anna replied without hesitation. Kate turned to King and Garrett: “Are you two up to this? This would be your chance to redeem yourself.”
“We are” Hayley replied evenly.” Looking the Russian straight in the eye, unblinkingly, this was uncharted territory – and they knew that all. “We stand true to our Word.” The former Investigator added.
“Fine, then it is settled” Anna concluded: “But be warned, any funny business and my Sniper Rifle will take care of you.”
“No problem” Kirsty retorted undaunted by the Prospect. “You can try” the Briton smirked. Obviously not intimidated by Anna in the slightest, and the Russian had to admit, that Kirsty had guts.
The Adlernest: Musikzimmer, 0930 Hours:
Christine entered the Musikzimmer. To her surprise a smiling Sieglinde Gablenz was already present: “I see it as my responsibility as Head of Security to supervise the Prisoner myself.” she teased Christine who made a gesture to one of the Cameras at the ceiling.
“It has its advantages being me, you know: As Chief of Security I control the entire System” Gablenz reassured her grinning wickedly, Cameras and Audio are off – as they were yesterday night:
“Why don´t you begin your warm-up?” Gablenz changed the Subject “I would love see your feet again: A long time has passed since I had the pleasure of touching them Prisoner” she added coyly.
“Of course, the Prisoner will comply, Mistress!” Chris smiled back. To herself she thought: “Sieglinde is getting careless. We have no time to lose.”
Smiling Chris took her Jacket of and slipped of her shoes – and began her warm-up. Sieglinde followed her every movement with rapt attention and barely disguised lust. And Chris gave her best to give her “Lover” a good show.
When Chris was finished she strode across to Sieglinde and kissed her, as they came up for air, Christine whispered in Sieglindes Ear:
“May the Prisoner make a suggestion?” “She may” Gablenz whispered back. “Why don´t you invite Sophie to join us this Evening? Sophie has lovely feet and her singing has given her a most nimble tongue, you know.”
“Excellent Suggestion, Prisoner!” Sieglinde whispered huskily. “I will arrange that; now proceed Prisoner!” Christine bowed and sauntered to the Fazioli, fully aware that Sieglinde stared longingly at her butt. “Enjoy the view Sieglinde” she smiled to herself.
“This is the next Piece.” Christine thought, sat down at the Piano and began her practice. Concentrating on the Music would help her focus, and she knew the right Composition which would demand her utmost concentration: Beethoven´s final Sonata, op. 111, the first movement was stormy and passionate – the tempo markings demanding “brisk, with vigor and passion”, just what Chris needed.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MTbv_YKnZ7E
Maurizio Pollini plays Beethovens Piano Sonata in c-minor, op. 111
Sieglinde savoured the sight of Chris´ bare feet subtly manipulating the Piano Pedals and closed the distance to have a better view. She was fascinated how Chris´ seemed to forget the world around her, as soon as she touched the first key.
Sophie Reichenbach´s Quarters, shortly before Lunch:
Sophie had assumed the Position already. Her mind wandered back to yesterday´s dinner: To make music with Christine had been fantastic. After Chris' had left, Berger had complimented her on their performance and especially on Sophie´s rendition of “Gretchen am Spinnrade.”
It had been late, well after Midnight, when she had been back at her suite, where Gaia and Gunhild had waited for her. Since she had been brought to the Adlernest, the two Maids had shown her only kindness and understanding, they were the only Persons here, she trusted – at least to an extent. Chris was here now, so she was no longer alone. But they both were Prisoners.
After a polite knock at her door, Gunhild and Gaia rolled the Trolley with her lunch into the Room and bid her a good Day: Gunhild complimented her on her performance yesterday. Studiously the maid looked down at the trolley, nodding slightly with her head to something on the Table.
When the two Maids had left Sophie walked to the Trolley: Under the plate lay a small envelope: “Sophie” was written on it. She did not recognize the clear elegant handwriting. Curiously she opened the Envelope. Inside was a Card in the same handwriting, it read:
“Do anything which will be asked of you this evening. Be careful! C.”
What did that mean? To act as normal as possible, she began to eat. Outwardly calm, her mind raced though. What was Chris planning? “I must remember her warning and acting normally.” Sophie admonished herself, but found acting normally really difficult, a sense of foreboding filled her.
Somewhere outside the outer Perimeter of the Adlerside, around 1200 Hours:
Well hidden from unfriendly eyes, Anna and Kate were observing the Adlernest down in the Valley. The rest of the rescue party had chosen another position to have a better look at the garden side of the Palace. So far nothing had happened.
They had watched the changing of the Guards; there were no signs of additional security. The plans and schematics of von Instetten had been most helpful, and they knew by now the daily routines of the Guards. Kate looked at her watch and whispered in her Mike: “Adler 1 for Adler 2.” “Adler 2” The Dark Lady replied. “I have nothing to report” the Detective informed the thief. “Nothing here too, Adler 1 out.” And they continued to observe.
The Adlernest: Chris´ Quarters: Early afternoon:
After the rehearsal Chris had showered and had Lunch and then rested for an Hour. It was 1400 Hours now. She had made good progress with the transcription and would finish it in three or four Hours. The work helped Chris to concentrate and focus, stopping the spinning wheel turning in her head, the persistent What if?”
While she had rested she had envisioned the way, Sophie and she would use in the Evening again and again. There was only so little margin for Error.
Sieglinde had explained to Chris how to enter the secret Passageway to her Quarters. They had agreed to meet there at 2000 Hours; Sieglinde would arrange that Sophie would join them. Chris hoped that she had got her message.
The Safe house around 1700 Hours:
Outside the Dawn was setting in, while the Rescue Party was preparing with utmost care. They checked each other’s equipment as a precaution. For the operation they had chosen the same black suits with integrated body armour they had worn at Sylt, when they arrived at Uthörn.
Their full visor helmets had integrated Night Vision Systems and Microphones. Besides the Sig´s, each of them had a combat knife and the MP5HK with Suppressor and carried hand grenades and flash bangs.
Anna would carry her MK 13 Mod 17.
Sarah delivered the last Briefing: “We will reach the Entrance to the Tunnel System which will lead us to the Entrance of the Passageway at 1800 Hours. At 1900 Hours we will reach the secret Entrance to the Passageway. There we will take cover and wait till it´s completely Dark. At 2200 Hours I, Kirsty and Hayley will enter the Passageway.” The Thief looked at the two who nodded.
Sarah continued: Kirsty you served in the British Army, so you know what to do, Hayley will follow our lead.” Hayley nodded curtly. “You,” Sarah nodded at Anna and Kate "will cover the entrance and dispatch anybody who tries to enter.”
Sarah knew that trusting Kirsty and Hayley was a risk, her instincts though told her, that the two were the real deal. And in Cases like that, the Dark Lady had learned to trust her instincts.
Anna nodded grimly: “We will gladly deal with anybody out who tries to enter.” Kate noted the steely determination in Anna´s Voice and could not help but to smile. With Friends like Anna she would storm the Gates of Hell itself gladly.
“We will recon the passageway and find out if there are any obstacles.” The Dark Lady continued.
“That will be all.” McKenzie finished the Briefing. “Let´s go.”
Christine´s Quarters around 1900 Hours:
Critically Chris surveyed her gear: For the escape she would wear Black leggings, black socks, black running shoes, a black Sports Bra and a black fleece jacket, too bad that she had no Camouflage-Paint for their faces, Chris would hide her blond mane under a black cap. That would have to be enough
Her black backpack contained the Chopin-Manuscript and her Transcription. Thanks to Sieglinde the Cameras in her Quarters were deactivated. On her desk she left an Envelope: For Carl it read. A grim smile crossed her lips, when she thought of the Message she would leave him.
For the “Fun-Part” of the Evening Chris had opted for the little Black, which left both shoulders bare, with Black Platform Pumps and black Hose. To her Surprise she felt sorry for Sieglinde but as they said: “In love and war ….” Chris told herself, she could not allow herself to be distracted. They had only this one chance. And she was hell bent on using it. “I must not fail” she tried to supress her doubts.
45 Minutes later Chris´ appraised herself in the Mirror: A great Diamond rested on her breast bone. Perfect! She opened the secret door, took a deep breath and strode through the dimly lit corridor upwards to Sieglindes Quarters.
Sophie´s Quarters, a Quarter to 2000 Hours:
Sophie paced the Floor nervously; she had opted for a red dress, which ended shortly above her knees and matching sling back pumps, her dark her into a stylish bun. What was Chris´ plan? “I must just trust her” she tried to calm herself. Sophie assumed the position and waited for her Guards. She had been told that she had an Invitation to Diner, but nothing more …
A brisk knock at the Door: There were they. Sophie pulled herself together. Deviating from the usual Routine her hands were tied behind her back and for the first time for quite a while she was gagged with one of the heavy Panel Gags. To her surprise they turned left not right … where were they going?
Outside the Perimeter of the Adlernest: The Entrance to the secret Passageway:
Sarah was pleased: So far everything had gone according to plan: The Lamps in the Tunnel System had been functional. Carefully and silently they had followed the Stairs down, till they reached the Exit of the Tunnel-System.
Von Instetten had used an existing Tunnel-System built by the Nazis, and improved it. She looked on her watch. She told her comrades in Arms though the Mike: “Now we take up Positions and wait, if something moves keep us informed.”
The Adlernest: Sieglinde Gablenz Quarters:
Sophie´s guards had removed the restraints and the leader knocked crisply three times at the doors of Gablenz´ Quarters. “You may enter now Sophie”
Sophie´s heart raced as she opened the door and entered the spacious room. Inside a most strange sight greeted her:
In the centre of the living room stood a large round table laid for three Persons. A large silver chandelier in the Centre, the light was dimmed down and soft classical music filled the room.
A beaming Sieglinde Gablenz greeted her, wearing a blue dress which ended above the knees and matching heels. “So glad you could make it Sophie, please come!” This Woman has a strange sense of humour” Sophie thought. As if she had had a choice in the matter.
“I want you to meet our other guest of the evening." Gablenz gestured to a Corner. There stood Christine. Hands folded demurely across her lap, looking down on the tips of her heels.
“Sophie, meet Prisoner Number 1!” Gablenz introduced Chris' to Sophie. Gablenz registered the Surprise on Sophie´s Face. “Watch very carefully, Sophie!”
“Prisoner Number 1, come and greet your Mistress!”
Chris looked up: “Of course Mistress!” she replied in a submissive tone and walked to Sieglinde, took Sieglindes face in her hands and kissed her fully on the lips, her tongue entwining with that of their hostess. When they broke contact, Christine stood back and looked on her feet again.
Sophie was intrigued by this display of affection. Von der Marwitz had never stricken her as the submissive type. “So I was right” she thought, there is something between the two.
“But is there more to it? I wonder how far Chris would go to get out of here. Would she seduce Gablenz?” Or was it the other way around?
Gablenz´ voice brought her back to reality. “That was nice Prisoner Number One. Guide our Guest of Honour to her place and bring the Champagne” she ordered imperiously.
Christine walked across to Sophie: “Would you please follow me Sophie?” she asked demurely but Sophie thought she saw a twinkle in her green eyes, but she could not be sure.
When Christine had helped Sophie sitting, she walked to the Bar and retrieved three Flutes with Champaign. She presented Sophie with the first one, gave the second to Gablenz and took the third herself.
“To friendship!” Gablenz toasted. “To friendship." they rang back. Christine sat across Gablenz while Sophie was seated between the two. The temperature in the room had already risen and it was not just the radiator, but the tension she sensed between the two other women. Especially when the two looked at each other, to Sophie it seemed that a trail of fire connected the two. Chris´ bright green eyes and Sieglindes clear grey eyes.
The dinner was fantastic and the conversation moved freely from one topic to the next. Sophie observed Christine and Sieglinde attentively: there were subtle gestures, an exchange of glances. “It looks like some kind of slow dance” Sophie mused. “Who seduces whom here?” She was not sure yet.
During the Dessert, Christine looked Sieglinde deep in the eyes. Under the table she slipped her right heel off and put her nyloned foot in Sieglindes lap, touching her crotch with her toes. Sieglindes eyes went wide. Chris continued to tease her. Gablenz took her foot in her hands and massaged it. Chris moaned slightly. This went not unnoticed by Sophie.
Gablenz whispered in this husky voice of hers: “Girls, it is incredibly hot here, why don´t we have a night cap in my bedroom?”
“That would be too gracious, Mistress” Chris purred like a large cat. “Chris you know the way, show Sophie to the bedroom if you please” “I will powder my nose”, swaying slightly their hostess stood, kicked her Heels of her feet and sauntered on her nylon clad soles to the bathroom. Chris followed her with a gaze. It was cool, even calculated, and for a fleeting second an small evil smile curled her lips.
Chris slipped her shoe back on and took Sophie by the hand. Sophie looked quizzing at her. Chris squeezed her hand reassuringly “Everything will be fine just do, what Sieglinde asks of you - anything.” Chris Voice sounded perfectly normal, measured and calm.
In a trancelike state Sophie followed the Pianist.
The spacious bedroom was dominated by the king-size bed in the middle before the bed stood a white high backed chair. While Sophie took the room in, Chris went away and returned with a tray of Champaign Flutes and a bottle of Pol Roger in a Cooler, filled with ice cubes.
“Remember Sophie: do as you are told, however strange it may sound.” Chris whispered.
“There you are Ladies!” Gablenz had returned, barefoot in a short black negligee. She regarded her guests, than a mischievous smile curled her lips: “Is it just my mind playing tricks or is it really hot in here?”
“It was the moment you walked in Mistress!” Christine slipped back in her submissive role.
“Then why don´t you make yourself more comfortable? Help undress each other! Sophie you will help Chris undress and then Prisoner One will return the favour!”
“Of course Mistress” Chris replied and turned her back to Sophie.
Sophie took this as her cue and pulled the zipper of Chris´ short black dress down, seductively Chris pulled her arms back slightly and rolled her shoulders, letting the dress glide to the floor. Sieglinde watched transfixed by the hypnotic motion of her Prisoners breasts.
Sieglinde looked longingly at her “Prisoner”: High Heels, black Hose and black lacy panties, the large resting Diamond resting between her breasts and nothing else. Chris smiled coyly: “You like what you see Mistress?”
“Very much Prisoner, very much! Gablenz replied, her voice dark with desire. “Kick off your heels Prisoner!” Christine complied, folded her hands demurely above her lap and turned her eyes to the floor again.
“Prisoner, return the favour to Sophie!” Sophie had followed the exchange mesmerized. Now she turned her back to Christine who unzipped her and kissed her slightly in the neck.
A jolt of electricity shot through Sophie´s body as she felt Chris' warm moist tongue on her skin “Everything will be alright Sophie just play along” she heard Christine whisper softly in her ear.
Minutes later Gablenz regarded her “Prisoners”. “Very nice” she purred. “Remove your Panties Prisoners and stuff them into the mouth of the other.” Sophie who had warmed up to the Game pulled her red Panties slowly and gently down her hips and Chris followed suit.
Sophie presented her warm and moist Panties to Chris´ lips and pressed the ball into her friend´s mouth. Chris returned the favour. They looked at Gablenz: “Take one silk scarf each and give each other tight cleave gags.
Gablenz had enormous fun, watching these two beautiful women gagging each other. When they had done this Sieglinde ordered: Prisoner Number One, tie your fellow prisoner to the chair, the legs to the Chair if you please!
Sophie sat without being told and hooked her arms over the back of the chair. Christine took a silk scarf and, crossed Sophie's wrists, binding then snugly together. Then Chris tied her Elbows tightly together.
Christine knelt in front of the chair and wrapped a scarf around Sophie's left ankle and folded her leg, lifting her foot off of the floor and securing the scarf to the rear chair leg. Once she had bound her right leg, Sophie was helplessly bound, with her pelvis thrusting forward.
"Mmmmm a delicious shaven haven and her feet poised for my pleasure, good work Prisoner Number One” Gablenz grinned. She went to Sophie, and let her fingers glide softly above Sophie´s upturned left sole, which caused Sophie to giggle softly in her stifling gag.
Gablenz turned her attention to Chris: “Prisoner Number One kneel on the floor and watch very carefully, you may learn something: Gablenz kneeled in front of Sophie´s open legs and let her tongue glide slowly in circles above Sophie´s left inner thigh: Once, twice and a third time. Each time a little nearer Sophie´s shaven pussy – Sophie began to writhe on the chair, straining against her bonds
Sophie began to moan softly then Gablenz changed to Sophie´s right thigh. When Gablenz turned her attention to Sophie´s wet Pussy, Sophie´s moans increased in intensity and then Sophie came, strained against bonds, a guttural moan escaped her lips.
Sieglinde was so distracted, that she sensed the movement behind her much too late. A sharp prick in her neck and everything went black. Behind her stood Chris a small Syringe in her hand, a grim smile on her lips.