<span style="color: #FF0000"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Isolde Devonhard</span><br/>The Shadow</div></span><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/38f1727d-3417-4713-a9a2-7e9f2871cb3a_zps469c3edd.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Isolde looked at the guard from head to toe and back up. The girl was trembling like a leaf in the wind under her look. She had cried a lot, it was obvious, her eyes were red and puffy and her chin was wobbling. A young thing, a pretty thing. Maybe that had been her doom.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Sandra, how long are you working as a guard in the inner ring? Five years? Six years? Did we ever had any reason to mistrust you?"</span><br/><br/>The girl sobbed again, tears running down her cheeks.<br/><br/><span style="color: #BFBF00">„Five. And no, I love my work here, I had not even a rebuke by my superiors.“</span><br/><br/>Isolde nodded, of course she knew that. Sandra would have not be allowed to guard the Queen if she had gotten a rebuke. The guards for the queen were hand-picked.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"I see that you are some pretty, young girl. You have a very tempting figure, I must say. Maybe too tempting for some people..."</span>, Isolde shot a look at Deanna, who flinched under those words. <span style="color: #FF8000">"Can you tell me what happened? From the moment you left the room with Kira please, until we walked in on you..."</span><br/><br/>The girl wiped the tears from her eyes and started to tell the story, with breaks when she sniffed up the tears.<br/><br/><span style="color: #BFBF00">"I brought Kira to the room of your daughter, as I was instructed. We...we had walked in an empty hallway, when Kira slapped my ass. I warned not to do so, as I won't be part of her dirty tricks and then she pressed me to the wall and kissed me, fondled my breasts. I was surprised, couldn't defend myself. But the kiss aroused me unfortunately. Kira told me that she will invite me to one of her drug tests...sex drugs. I... I didn't say no, but not yes either."</span><br/><br/>Isolde rolled her eyes. Kira again. This girl seemed to have her hands everywhere. And that Sandra couldn't resist the young doctor was no surprise to her. Isolde waived with her hand to continue.<br/><span style="color: #80BF00"><br/>"When I came back, I found Donna on the stairs with Deanna in her arms. She wanted to wait there and I told her that we better bring Deanna to a room, before you two stumble over them. I opened this room and it was empty. I thought it was unoccupied and left Deanna on the couch after she woke up. I was away for about fifteen minutes and when I returned those two girls were alll over her. She took my hand and I wanted to pull her up, but instead she pulled me down, kissed me and the two girls started to undress me. I wanted to get up, but I had no chance. I....I tried to fight my climaxes, but I came..."</span><br/><br/>The girl sobbed again and Isolde placed her hand on her shoulder. It seemed they all had a shitty day today. A damn shitty day. Isolde looked at Sintrina.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">„You switched off the surveillance of this room, right?“</span><br/><br/>Isolde lead Sandra over to the two black girls, who were still busy with themselves. Those two were really beauties, Mikale had a good taste in his slaves.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">„Those two are beautiful, right? It is really difficult to get aroused by this view right?“</span> The young guard nodded and fidgeted nervously. Isolde smiled and her hands suddenly grabbed the breasts of Sandra from behind. She could feel the guard turning stiff, but her body responded on her touch. <span style="color: #FF8000">„Well, I must admit that I had been jealous on you and Deanna. Why should only you two have fun? I want a promise from you, Sandra. When the night is over I will never see your name again in anything that is only slightly related with trouble. If you promise me that, I will forget about anything that happened today in this room. Promise?“</span><br/><br/>Tears shot in the guard's eyes and she wrapped her arms around Isolde, hugging her desperately.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80BF00">"Yes, yes, yes. I promise it...but why tomorrow?"</span><br/><br/>Isolde laughed and started to remove the clothes of Sandra. She pushed her on the bed, where the two black girls immediately jumped on Sandra. Isolde gave Deanna and Sintrina a look and then she joined Sandra on the bed.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">„Because tonight I want you to please me...“</span></div>