A RIDDLE WRAPPED IN A MYSTERY INSIDE AN ENIGMA

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Erika’s darker hair now pinned back by using Schrieber’s accoutrements, the natty beret on the back of her head.........

Erika took in her new appearance.........all her doubts prior where now forgotten
She looked smart and professional.........and very dynamic and fresh
Paula Schrieber had more than exceled herself in getting dressed that morning.........
Erika was more than pleased with the woman’s selection in clothing...........
It was a shame that she would be wearing them for so short a time........

But Erika was still missing one or two items..........
Just two actually.........

She turned on her new heels
Nearly complete in her disguise..........
She strode towards the bed and the figure forced to lie horizontal on the mattress........and forcibly silenced

Erika stood towering above the incapacitated Schreiber..............
Glistening and red, wide eyes stared up at her...........
The distorted and flushed face looked up, nostrils flaring...........
The woman’s eyes were angry yet pleading at the same time.................

And not without a hint of ‘What Now’...........

A grunt came from that bunged and overly extended mouth
‘ghnnth’

The torn sheet taut inside her mouth..........cutting deeply across her face.......compressing and changing the shape of her face........
Her teeth bared........biting on the cloth.......
Her once carefully applied makeup a complete mess..........like wise her once neat and carefully waved dark brown hair........
Schrieber was fully aware that her underwear clad body was being fully scrutinized.........her overly transparent panties were just killing her in shame..........
She squirmed in mortified anguish..........and that she was helpless to prevent it

Her bound hands and feet were becoming numb.........

She was startled and struggled vainly to move her body away from the imposter in her own clothes who had suddenly sat down on the bed next to her.........
When Erika had plumped herself down...........adjusting her new tight skirt as she did so, Schrieber bounced on the mattress as the bed shook.........

Schrieber’s eyes froze in terror as she saw the face looking intently down at her.......a face now in her makeup............her lipstick
A leering smile on those lips

She moved her gagged head to the right in a vain attempt to dodge the hand that had reached out towards her face.............
As she did so, and her attacker had come so close.........
Schrieber in disgust could smell something too.......something strong..........
An odour that was very familiar.........
And no.........
Paula Schreiber had not wet herself, although at times she had felt like it...........
The smell was sweet and strong............

It was her own perfume.........and this freak must have used half a bottle on herself

'MMMFFFHHH........!!

The bitches’ hands were touching the gag............moving and turning Schrieber’s compressed chin back towards her..........i
Inspecting her handiwork.........

‘The gag looks a little tight’ the girl cooed in a mocking tone, that smacked of false sympathy........

Schrieber instantly noted the girl sounded differently from before.........gone was the tone of the rather dim teenager..........the youth..........
Now there was something else that had replaced it, the voice of a woman.......deeper in tone, serious
There was something familiar in that tone........
Schreiber could not place it first........
Then she had it........

It was her voice.........maybe, as one normally struggles to literally hear their own voice........

‘grrgh’

Schrieber’s eyes glared at the imposter.........
First her clothes.........now her voice

‘Would you like me to take it out’ the imposter offered playfully

Schrieber took a chance........
She grunted and gave a quick nod........or as best she could
Erika reached behind the rather hot and flustered head with all its now disheveled hair........checking the tightened knot at the back of the woman’s head.........

Schrieber did not like being touched...........that was obvious to Erika

Erika dashed those hopes of the gag being removed............

‘A word of advice’ Erika offered ‘next time you can use your mouth then be polite to people’
The gagged woman just glared.........

‘I will need these too,’ said Erika

Throughout the whole assault Fraulein Schreiber had managed to retain her spectacles..............they were slightly askew but they were still attached to her face........

Schreiber kept her head flat on the pillows, attempting to push her head deeper into them..........a useless attempt to avoid the approaching hand............
She was defenseless as the thick framed glasses were plucked from her face........
She grunted in protest.........and shook her head violently from left to right as the hand with her spectacles pulled away........
There was a flurry of loose wavy hair........

Therefore, she missed the sarcastic ‘Thank You’
‘Now be a good girl and have a lie down for an hour’.
It was all in a polite, calm tone...............
A tone that suggested someone was in control

With that Erika suddenly rose from the bed...........
Schreiber’s bound figure once again bounced on the bed........but not her tits Erika noted

Schreiber once again moaned through the gag........
‘MMMGGGFFGH!’
'MMF FHPH!'
'MMPH'
Totally humiliated and the bonds hurting her..............her head once more rolling left and right.......
Her body squirming and writhing
Her struggles much weaker than before............her big knickered arse and hips barely leaving the mattress this time..........

Erika surmised that her strength would be spent soon........and she would just lie there

It was time to forget about her........

Erika strode over to the mirror for the last time...........her stride now restricted by the tight tweed skirt
But Erika moved better within it........
God........her stockinged feet felt so sexy in these shoes..........the nylon being so thin on the leather inside

She stood before the mirror.........her legs apart...........the pin checked skirt overly tight on her thighs and hips............the skirt showing stretch lines cutting across her front and lithe tummy..........

She raised the spectacles...........and with both hands placed them on her nose, the arms slid over and behind her newly gold ornamented ears.........

Her vison became a little fuzzy............not as precise as before
But she could see herself well enough...........and objects

She looked completely different from the immature and oversized busty looking girl that she had been just a short time before...........especially not wearing that silly uniform
Before her was a smartly dressed professional looking woman......
Her dark hair pinned and clipped, high over her forehead..........her twinkling ear lobes
The make up.........face powder and blusher.........the dark grey eyeshadow and her marvelous full and bright red lips...........
The conservative and smart blouse with the bowed tie below her neck..........
Her very fulsome bust under the tight suit jacket..........
The dark taupe stockings covering her legs........
The sassy high heeled shoes.........
All the clothes she had stolen had still smelled of the woman...........

Erika looked altered beyond recognition by those used to seeing her as she once was............and of course, with her looks she was very attractive..........well above average............a real head turner in fact
Erika’s goal had been achieved..........
She looked completely different togged up like this............
She felt confident that her ruse would work.........
She gave a wicked smile.........her red lips luscious

Yes......her bust was much larger, her hair darker and straighter........
Her face a different shape and she was much more appealing in looks.......
Erika was slimer, lither, her backside more toned and less womanly....
Her legs toned like a runner; her muscles displayed under the dark nylon.......

But who would know what the real Paula Schrieber would look like........
Only her family, friends and work colleagues would instantly see Erika as the imposter she was.......
And those mentioned above were non existent within the grounds of the institute
And the real Schrieber had never been here before.........
There was no one within the administrative building to recognize her.........
The only two were those Policemen........and they stayed at the main gate

So,
‘Hello Paula Schrieber’ Erika declared

Erika......or Paula now.........retrieved the tan calf skin gloves and proceeded to slip her hands inside both.........they felt soft and tight on her fingers and would also disguise the fact that she was not adorned in nail polish..........the shoes and nylons hid that omission on her toes........

She was nearly ready to leave and begin her cunning plan.........

She placed the make up accessories........well, not accessories really...........for any self-respecting office girl, who she was now masquerading as they were really essentials..........
She placed them all in the woman’s..........Sorry, her own..........shoulder bag

She snapped closed the stud or flap of the bag..........and swung it over her shoulder...........she stooped down in the tight-fitting skirt, and retrieved the briefcase.........

Without even looking back at the now innocent underwear clad victim, she made for the door of room 104......
She removed the stolen key and slowly turned the handle.........

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The gagged woman’s distraught moans were not that loud..........the new Paula had gagged her well
She only opened the door so far.........she had heard nobody outside and her change of clothes had been quick..........
All should be finishing lunch, a little lazy now, relaxed on a Friday afternoon........
But that time was coming to an end, and old Oscar and his boys may not even come back down here........
Hopefully he had sloped off to his tavern........which was his habit

Then she was outside and locking the door...........

She gave no look backwards or any consideration to the writhing woman tied to the bed inside.........
Erika had forgotten her already........

Her heels were click clacking down the corridor the same as with their previous owner...........she even assumed the same silly gait as her............
Those short steps in dark taupe stockings........her hips and arse swaggering............her arm and gloved right hand over her shoulder bag............her head in the Pompadour Beret held high.........her chin set in a sense of arrogance and entitlement........

The real Paula Schrieber did not feel very entitled right now, she had been brought down to earth and would never forget this day in a hurry............
Her alter image strutted down the basement corridor, heading for the stairwell.........
The elevator had made too much noise; when they had both descended
No one had been in the foyer there to observe two females going down...........
The new Paula did not want anyone seeing just her coming up alone either.........and asking awkward questions

Plus, the elevator was rather old and unpredictable..........she had no wish to become stuck between floors.........or jolted........and run the risk of laddering her nice new stockings

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HANNELORE ROTH’S OFFICE

Hannelore Roth, the Comrade Direktorin was still at her desk……….although she had been to the window of her large office………..
The view had not helped much………...in brightening her mood that is

The weather was turning………
Autumn was upon them already……….
she liked this time of year, the coolness after the heat of Summer, the change in colour of the leaves on the trees………the sudden showers of rain……..
The change in seasons made her feel alive………….
Winter was coming………that held a different prospect, a depressing season which made her remember hunger, fear and a biting cold…………
She shivered at the memory of that camp……..

With that rather dour thought she had returned to her desk……….and the comfort and familiarity of the chair………
To her work was everything………...a great distraction

The paperwork was complete……….

The written reports were still stacked in their respective piles
Reports on who was being assigned where……….
The vellum list had been compiled on her instruction by Frau Weber and had been signed and sealed within a large manila envelope……….ready for dispatch to the Ministry in Leipzig………….
From there Berlin would be informed……….as was the way, it always had been since the days of Prussia……

She again sat back in her high-backed chair……….
She tilted her wrist………
She noted the time on the thin gold ladies watch………

The courier was late……….ten minutes only………..but still late
Hannelore Roth deplored tardiness in anyone………..
In her mind it was a trait that betrayed someone as unreliable………disorganized and frivolous in conduct and duty…….
People who were late tended to be slovenly………..and at times dangerous to others
This courier had better have a good reason for being so…….

She reached over to her desk………..her grey dress pulling tight on her upper body………
Her hand pressed down on a white button on the black Bakelite intercom………

In the other room, just outside Roth’s door a buzzer sounded...........
This was the outer reception office.........
Claudia Weber ceased what she was doing immediately and likewise flipped another white switch.........

‘Weber Frau Direktorin’ she answered politely.........

The voice on the other end was likewise civil and correct...........but there was the lack of harshness or command that was normally reserved for others at the institute

‘Any sign of that courier from Employment and Statistics Bureau 2B’

Weber looked at her opened doorway........
She had been about to enquire on that.........
Claudia Weber could hear no one approaching either...........heeled shoes normally made a racket on the polished wooden floor when someone was approaching her domain........
She heard no shoes in a while.........since before lunch actually

‘Not Yet Frau Direktorin.......and there have no calls to say that there was change in timing or personnel’
She heard a deep sigh at the other end.........

Claudia knew that punctuality was the mantra of the Frau Direktorin……
And Weber had a great respect for way she did business…….
A sheer professionalism that she expected to be reciprocated from her staff and others……..
Claudia was fast in her reply

‘I will call the guardroom immediately Frau Direktorin………it there is no news from the VoPo on Post I will call the ministry directly’

There was no pause, only a confirmation and a tone of contentment………
‘Please do’ was the simple reply

The intercom went dead……….

Claudia picked up the large telephone receiver conveniently placed near her………
With the hard plastic close to her small ear avoiding to snarl her earring, she dialled a number………careful with her varnished finger nail as she dialled……..
Nails were easy to chip or break……..

She leaned back in her chair………her dark blue dress again tight on her bust………..she ran her other hand to her waved honey browned haired
As the phone tried to connect she pivoted to look at her large white framed window……..

There was a hardly a delay, as someone at the other end of the line picked up……..
One could hear a harsh male voice through the handset……….

‘Good day Sergeant, Frau Weber speaking, the Direktorin’s office ……..any sign’
She briefly paused as she bent forwards towards her desk………her hand reaching for a thick appointment’s ledger……..
Her dress becoming even more taut on her back revealing the seductive and hidden lines of a bra band underneath……….
She read a name in a ledger and continued……….
‘of a Fraulein Schrieber………….Ministry of Education’

She looked back towards the window as the voice on the other end barked away………
Claudia nodded her head……..

‘She did………..’ exclaimed Claudia………

The voice on the other end of the line continued……..

‘Really……….well, she has yet to arrive here’

Claudia was suddenly interrupted by a cough just outside her office doorway…….
Her head snapped up towards the doorway……..
The cough had taken her by surprise………..she had not heard the normal and familiar clacking of heels……..

Standing there, legs and heels together was a young woman in a tan pin checked skirt suit with a briefcase held at her side………..a shoulder bag draped over her shoulder
The young woman was wearing soft gloves………

Claudia interrupted the Sergeant on the other end of the line

‘It’s alright Sergeant…………no need to search the grounds………I think she as arrived’
‘Thank you’………
And with that she placed the receiver back in its cradle………

‘Fraulein Schrieber I take it……..your late’ her tone not without a sense of amusement

Erika masquerading as the young courier stepped forward, she noted the calm tone, almost an understanding
Why?
She knew Weber………
She expected to reprimanded………but still, Weber had not recognised her for who she really was…….not yet anyway……..

Here goes thought Erika……….pretending to look unconfident and rather sheepish……..

‘Sorry……….I got lost and……..’

Claudia Webber held up her hand……..
‘Oh no…….no need to apologise to me I can assure you of that’ her face and tone neutral, but there was a hidden smirk there, Erika was sure of it………..and with that Weber pressed one of the white buttons on the intercom……….
There was an instant click at the other end…….

‘Yes Frau Weber’
Claudia answered………

‘Fraulein Schrieber from the Ministry of Education as arrived’
The retort was quick…….
‘Finally……….Please show her in’
There was a click………..the intercom went dead

Claudia eased her trim figure from her chair…………
As she strode from behind her desk………..her dress swishing on satin and nylon hidden underneath…….…
She briefly perused their guest………
Claudia noted the shoulder bag hanging from the young woman’s shoulder, her gloved arm resting on top………
The natty if conservative tight suit and skirt………the dark taupe nylons and heels……..
She was a looker this one………...very pretty behind those spectacles and the jaunty beret at the back of her head……..
Claudia Weber appreciated beauty in others……..after all, she could afford to be generous, being a very attractive woman herself………

‘This way please’ her hand extended towards the heavy and closed door marked ‘Direktorin’

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Weber let the young woman walk past her……….noting the exaggerated short-stepped wiggle walk
Claudia tried not to snigger……….
She was all boobs and arse too…….a kid trying to act large in a real woman’s world
Well……….Roth will bring her down to earth somewhat fast……..
What a silly young and pretentious thing……….

But still……..Claudia Weber as yet did not know that it was she herself who was being made a fool……..
All she saw was the fairly well-dressed young woman……….makeup, heels and stockings
Little did she know that the real young woman who was supposed to be in the clothes with the name of Paula Schrieber was right now gagged and bound in her underwear………just across the central courtyard in the basement of a building within sight of her office window……….

And that the ‘Silly Young Thing’ was actually one of their cadets in masquerade………..on some kind of extreme half brained mission to ensure her personal career goals would be achieved……..

Erika was not blind either………
Weber was being too nice……..she suspected she was being led into a trap within the Direktorin’s office
Roth had a reputation……..…
She and her voice was to be avoided……..

Erika was aware that Weber had given her a visual once over……….
And Erika had played the fool that the real Schrieber was……….pompous and arrogant……….distracting Weber from taking a serious look at her…….
She would do the same in front of Roth………..
And she too snatched the odd glimpse of those dark black stockinged legs moving inside that blue dress……
The curve of Weber’s good figure and the quivering of the woman’s bust as she forcefully strode towards a large oak door……….
Erika liked the look and style of Claudia Weber……….
She only wished that she had her to herself in the basement that she had just left………
It would not take much to overpower her……….
It was a lesson Erika had just recently learned

Erika halted outside the heavy door
Weber walked past and knocked hard once……

‘Come in’ echoed a female voice from deep behind the heavy door…….

Claudia opened the door by the brass handle……….and upon entering she stood to one side, allowing the young woman to walk by……..
They were both close now……..
Erika laid her act on thick………..as she walked past Weber she caught a whiff of her perfume……..a dry musky scent……..
Claudia also picked up Erika’ scent……..she could hardly miss it; Erika reeked of a sickly-sweet fragrance
She had used so much of the real Schrieber’s perfume that Weber’s small nostrils actually twitched……..
Good Grief she was thinking……..

This time as she strode into the large office Erika looked far from sheepish and nervous………
She wanted to come across as arrogant……….more the better
She exaggerated her movements………
Breasts out……..swinging those hips and the silly ‘Tarty’ walk that Schrieber actually did………
Her face smug……..her chin held high and aloof as the Bonafide Schreiber tended to do…….
She wanted to annoy the Frau Direktorin on purpose……..to make the woman dislike her on first sight
There was no better distraction from Roth taking a good look of her face…..

Erika walked slowly towards the large desk……….
A rather stern and very mature woman was sitting in a high-backed chair…….
Erika had obviously seen Roth before………..but then she had been a face in the crowd…………
At best it was during a class surrounded by others identically dressed and all looking very similar
The last visit Roth had graciously granted her class was over a month ago……..

The imposter noted the two leather seated chairs positioned opposite the desk……….and on her periphery set to the side was a leather armchair……..
Dark wood all around……..bookshelves……..
All very old school and decadent……….
The room stank of elitist academia……..

Erika had not been offered a seat……..or a welcome either……
Roth had not even looked up…….

Erika stood there now in silence……….
Her stance straight and proud……..she forced her large chest out
The skirt tight and stressed over her thin stomach……..

The older woman in a nice grey dress was looking through a ledger………..ignoring her
Erika waited…….knowing what was coming but not letting on
Her young arrogance was her shield…………
And inside she felt wonderful………..elicitably excited in her purloined underwear and clothes
Roth was not even looking at her
Erika knew a storm was coming soon………

The walk over from her accommodation block had been very stimulating and encouraging ………
The air was fresh………the wind had picked up……..
The sky had brightened a little…….

She had been fascinated by the feel of the wind on her now nyloned legs……… the sensation was very pleasing and at first unusual, the real Schrieber must have felt the same on her own legs, likewise those women who she had tirelessly stalked and who’s naughty underthing’s she had sexily manhandled when they had been out….…….
Time well spent there deduced Erika…….
Practice makes perfect……..and right now she felt perfect…….
The perfect imitation………

She had passed other normal women when entering the Administration building……..
She had smiled and nodded at them like an equal……..

She had said ‘Hello’………’Good Day’……….sharing pleasantries with other women of equal standing
Erika had quickly sucked in the details of what they looked like and what they had chosen to wear that day……….
She knew most of them……..by sight at least, a few by name……
But they seemed not to know her……..
And why not……..why would they think that she was not one of them……
She was dressed like them, made up like them, and outwardly no longer a brainwashed automaton trained by the institute…….
A cadet that was out of bounds when it came to fraternization……..
Monika Koch was different there………
Erika thanked her lucky stars that the aforementioned woman was not in her office when she had quickly stormed by…….

Anyway, Eriika had noted straight away that the females she had encountered had instantly treated her differently from when she had been recognized as a cadet…….

They had been more friendly………...open
It was amazing what a new look on a girl could accomplish…….

The Frau Direktorin just sat there leafing through her ledger……….her other hand reaching for a fountain pen…….
She had not acknowledged Erika’s arrival once………..

But she had snapped a glance……..
Roth had noted that little outfit………..a very tight tan in colour………suggestively tight
And a very suggestive walk………sexually provocative Hannelore would say……
The smug look of this obviously self-important youth…………a lot of makeup, too much for Hannelore’s liking………..very bright red lips…….
Eyes behind spectacles that she no doubt thought made her look very intelligent………
For a mere office girl………
Nylon stockings too……….that looked rather expensive
A gift from the boss maybe………it would not be the first time
Moritz again………..he had a rather dubious reputation when it came to the females within his department………
A wife and children too…….
But he knew people………and had therefore survived………...so far
And those heels, what did this clown think she was………
French…….or Italian………
Roth had visited both countries………and not for mere tourism either………
This slip of a girl was a sad imitation of those ladies from Rome and Paris…….
Roth recognized that beret too………on the back of her head…
Good Grief……..
Striding in with far too much brazen effrontery………..like it was normal for her to do so………

This one was making an overt statement
And the worse thing of all………..
This little hussy had the cheek to be late………..and appeared not to care either…….

Hannelore Roth was like a spider within the web…….
She waited for her prey to come closer…….

The girl was left standing there……..on purpose, not a sound within the office

Suddenly the Direktorin spoke……..
Her tone not angry or threatening…………neither was it friendly either……….

‘Your name’

Roth was holding the fountain pen ready to record the name
Erika, with flippancy in the tone gave her name…………Paula Schreiber’s name that is

‘Section’ ordered Roth, she already knew

‘Employment and Statistics Bureau 2B’ offered the fake Schrieber

Hannelore Roth finally looked up at who she thought was Paula Schrieber……..
Her face stern……..her tone neutral and matter of fact……..

‘Herr Moritz is in charge there I believe……..’

Erika nodded holding Roth’s gaze, taking a guess that she was not being tested………..
This was Roth’s lead up to a rollicking…………or a threat
Regardless, she took a chance as she did not have a clue who was in charge of Section 2B…..

‘Be assured young lady that I will be dropping him a line on your tardiness’
She paused
‘And attitude’

‘Sorry Comrade…….I got lost in the grounds; I took a wrong turn and got a little distracted in another building’

‘Shut up…….I have no concern regarding your reasons for being late on important state business’ was the quick and tart retort

‘Speak when spoken too’ Roth louder now……….

Erika stood straighter……….her more than ample bust protruding………..her chin rising again in effrontery
Annoying Roth even more…….
Why did this street tramp type always use their busts like weapons…….

Hannelore Roth took an instant dislike to this overly painted bird before her……….and a beauty she was by the look of it……..
But that was no excuse………..

Roth stopped looking at the very pretty face…….
Instead taking in the figure and build…………and what she was wearing………

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Erika could not help seeing the disapproving grimace………
This was going to work she thought………
She was going to get the list……..
One of Roth’s indoctrinated ‘Darlings’ would never act like this……….
Her girls would never dream of doing so……..…….even when they left her guardianship and tutelage………

In reality……..
Roth would have been dumbstruck on who she was actually looking at and chastising ……..
Mainly one of her star pupils……………wearing the outfit and look of another woman……..
Hannelore Roth and the others were totally unaware that the real courier had been shamelessly reduced to just being in her bra and excruciatingly transparent large panties…………..
Rendered helpless and insufferably bound and gagged in a building that Roth and Weber could easily see from their respective office windows……….
All within their supposedly guarded and safe establishment………..

‘Your supervisor will be in touch regarding your new assignment’

‘What’ exclaimed Erika………..playing along and hesitating
Still Roth was not looking at her face……..

‘Shut up’
‘You will sign for the envelope now’
Roth turned the sheet and offered her fountain pen……

Erika hesitated…….
She pretended to be angry, her face flushing even more under the applied blusher……….

The young woman placed the briefcase on the thick carpeted floor, and undid the catch and opened the leather flap…….as expected it was empty………
She placed her shoulder back next to the briefcase

Her body language suggested she was flustered………
Good thought Roth……..

Erika came close to the large desk with the stern unsmiling woman glaring at her……..
Erika did not look her in the eye
Erika took the pen………
She hesitated briefly………..and then with a flourish signed the official receipt in what she thought would be Paula Schriebers signature
Something flamboyant…….

Roth checked the signature and handed over the large manila envelope

‘Now get out……..and make sure you deliver that envelope to the central registry……….you can manage that on time I hope’

Erika thought it best not to say anything………..

She had the list
She turned to her briefcase looking nervous, her still gloved hand opening the briefcase and carefully depositing the envelope inside……………once secure she retrieved her shoulder bag……..

Erika turned abruptly on her heels and made to leave……….
As if in a huff……..

Hannelore Roth watched the rear of this obviously shallow strumpet………
Her buttock movement said it all………..
Maybe she did have something in common with Paris and Rome after all………
The seedier parts that is………
All seams and stockings………..and breasts of course
The skirt too tight on that rounded rump………..

Roth never once envisaging that this brazen young girl was also wearing a bra and a pair of panties belonging to one of her own absent and seconded Army Officers…………
She would later be secretly shocked at that part of the scandal……..

‘A word of advice young lady’ called Roth

Erika stopped and turned……….

‘In not being late it would help if you purchased a timepiece’

Erika extended both her sleeves………lifting the important briefcase up at the same time…….

Ah………..
She had neglected to take the real Schreiber’s wristwatch, with those said wrists being tied to each corner of the bed frame………………
She may have tied the strips of bedsheet over the watch…………hiding it
That’s why she missed it……….that and getting distracted in the feel of wearing all her clothes……..
Well……..
Most of them at least………

Erika had thought she had been thorough in her usurpation of Schrieber’s surface identity………….it would appear not…….
It was then that Erika had learned an important lesson…….
Remember the small things, always………..
Missing those could bring you down…………

The Frau Direktorin had noted that she was not wearing a watch………..
Maybe someone else would note that she was not wearing something else either…….
And that else could lead to her undoing………..

All she said was in a low and subservient tone
‘Thank You Comrade Direktorin………I will remember for the future’ her tone sarcastic……….

Roth hissed……..
‘You have no future……..except on the production line canning fish’
‘You are dismissed’

And with that Erika was out of the door………

Roth sat there for a moment and sniffed the air……..
There was a strong and sweet fragrance in her office that she did not care for……
Too much so…………...her office stank like a tart’s boudoir
And it was not her…………or Claudia Weber either
She sniffed rather loudly……..
‘Good grief’ left her mouth again……..

She grimaced and quickly got out of her chair……….and walked over to her office window……..

She opened the window and let the stiff breeze ventilate her office………

Bloody annoying girl…………

Claudia Weber was still at her desk…………..
She smiled an evil grin………
Her painted lips with the tip of a fountain pen caressing them…………

She watched the young poser hurry out of her office, straight past her desk, her head front, ignoring that Claudia was there, her face flush and red, it was not due to her makeup either………..
Walking in that restrained and ridiculous walk of hers………..
All buttocks and hips……….legs and heels…….and big breasts………
The girl appeared to have been humiliated…….
Claudia smiled………that would teach her
Good old Roth………

Claudia had her rich and black nyloned legs tightly crossed over under her desk………..
Her dress just as tight on her figure…….
But Claudia Weber thought she carried herself with class and decorum………
Hence she was different………

She knew that the Frau Direktorin disapproved of that type………and her being late had given the ‘Boss’ an excuse to tear a strip off the arrogant fool……..
Bring her down a peg or too…………

Frau Weber watched with amusement as the courier made a sharpish exit through her doorway, carrying that briefcase and that bag draped from her shoulder…….……..
Her heels click clacking into the distance……..
Good riddance thought Claudia……….now scratching an itch on her side, that had emanated from under her black bra band invisible under her dark blue dress………..

Nevertheless, as she satisfied the annoying itch………
No doubt the girl was on her way back to the Ministry and a good ticking off from her supervisor
She would probably end up being fired………knowing Roth as she did……….
A slight was never ignored or forgotten………

Claudia Weber thought that the institute had seen the last of Fraulein Paula Schrieber…….…….
She would be very wrong indeed on that one……..

The imposter was smiling now………

She was out of the building, heading towards the main gate………….still caricaturing the real Schrieber’s supposedly sexy walk, her mannerisms………….her arm resting on top of the shoulder bag………..gloved hands
Making her hips and waist swing………
How long should she go on……….
The real Schrieber may have passed out by now………..that was dangerous
Maybe she had overdone it with the gagging and tying……….
She did not want to accused of murder………

Inside the briefcase was a very confidential document that listed names that should not be in the public domain
God forbid a foreign power…………….
Names of potential leaders, some with very known and connected names, others not so but would be compromised for future employment…………the document would reach a fair price on the market, in certain hands at least……..
Especially Western foreign hands……..
A whole class, all that time and effort would have been for nothing………..
And Erika had obtained the list………...just like a real deep cover operative would have……..

As she strutted along the path…….her stolen heels striking the concrete she knew she had played her hand brilliantly………

She knew Roth to be morally old fashioned and conservative when it came to how young ladies behaved and presented themselves in public………

Even if the real Paula Schrieber had made it her office……..
Roth would have taken a dim view of her anyway, her only saving grace would have been that at least she would have been on time and no doubt subservient…….
Giving the Direktorin little or no excuse to administer a dressing down………….

It had worked…….

Roth………or Weber for that matter who she had reported to earlier at the table never realized that under these ordinary clothes and cosmetics was one of their own…….
One of their precious girls……..
And know she had a confidential and valuable document in her possession…….
They had been infiltrated………….and had been compromised
And Erika had never intended to get away……..
But would she……..
How far would she get………..

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Erika had the guardroom and tunnel in view now…………
Through the tunnel was the outside world………..

Her heels clicking loudly…………her chin still held high………….her gait an exact copy of the young woman she had intercepted and tied up…………….

The same VoPo private was on gate duty…………standing there in his great coat and polished jack boots………..
The one that earlier had been ogling her tits under her uniform shirt………..
His carbine still slung………..
His legs parted
He was getting close and watching her
She intended to walk straight past them all……….

Insinuating that she remembered their slights and insulting behaviour………….
She feigned arrogance as she made to strut provocatively past him………she knew his eyes would be all over her……….

Ernst Gruber had of course seen the girl approaching……….

It was the stuck up and mouthy one……….on her own this time………..no sign of big tits……….that was a shame he would not mind a refreshing view of those……..
He was off shift soon and could do something about that………

Still, the one with glasses was alright………..worth a tumble and a poke alright………but not in the same league as the cadet………..
There she goes…………with her funny yet cute walk, arse shaking away under that skirt……….
He wouldn’t mind getting her kit off……..
And he had something downstairs to keep that annoying mouth occupied with……….

She looks pissed too by the looks of it………..and walking straight out, not bothering to book out……..
Ernst was not surprised really after Fat Muller had fucked her about……..
He would inform Muller later that she had left……..
He was having a kip anyway………
He always did after lunch………
Kept him off his back and Ernst was off duty in thirty minutes when the relief showed up…..

He tried not to pay attention to the strutting female……….but he could not help himself

He was trying to get a look at those big knockers as she approached and would storm past in those loud and sexy high heels………
She had a nice pair did little Miss Stiff Knickers……….
And Ernst liked his girls big…………

He saw the suit jacket, buttoned up…….the large breasts bouncing as she marched by……….her red lipped face stern………
Ignoring him with contempt…………
He was sure she knew he was watching her……..
The stuck-up bitch………..
Who did she think she was………..
She needed a little humbling……….
Great knockers though inside those ‘Apple Catchers’, imagining the big and hefty bra that she must be wearing…….

He would remember those tits later in his bunk………just like the other one
Then it clicked…….
The other one……..the good-looking cadet……….

Yes……..…that was it………..
It was the other one…….the cadet, she had the big juicy tits………
Not ‘Miss Snotty’…………
Then he had it……..the snotty and mouthy cow never had tits like the cadet……..
She was smaller……….more modest but decent enough…………

Only that cadet had bouncers like that……..

Nah! He thought…………she couldn’t be………

The girl leaving now was not the female who had entered wearing those clothes……….
He was sure of it………..or was he

Without thinking he followed slowly as the young woman passed him by……….

Yeah he thought………….even the arse was different………..this one was more rounded, juicier…….he had a big urge to squeeze it……..
He wanted a better look at her……..

‘Miss…….you haven’t booked out’ his tone polite at first…….his weapon still slung
The young woman kept walking……..….as if she never heard him

‘Miss’ louder this time……….

She kept strutting along, indifferent to his questions, her arse cheeks bouncing away………nearly entering the gate way tunnel……….

Ernst Gruber took in the seam lines on those stockinged legs……..those heels
He loved stockings………..
it was impossible that she had not heard him…….

He shouted this time……..

‘Oi……..I said fucking stop’ his carbine now off his shoulder and held at his side………although he saw no reason to use it……….…yet
But something with ‘Big Mouth’ did not seem right…….
Her tits and arse for a start……..

Finally, she stopped……….

He strode towards her…………
She had not turned around…………
He was faced with that stupid Pompadour Beret………..but he did not know it was called that…….
When he was close to her suited with their padded shoulders………he noted the hair clips too
Pouncy Cow had been wearing that too……….

He asked her again…………..softer this time

‘Miss, are you alright’

The young woman turned around……….

He saw the expected spectacles…………
He saw the eyes behind those thick framed glasses………..the blusher and eyeshadow………the thick red painted lips………she reeked of sweet perfume……..
On the surface they looked the same………
But Ernst knew straight away that this was not ‘Miss Snotty’………..

He smiled………

‘I thought it was you……..how come your in that cow’s clobber’

The young woman…….or the cadet, just looked at him
Her face frozen……….
She was even nicer in all that make up thought Ernst……..
He couldn’t help himself………
He was getting stiff again………

For a moment Ernst thought she was going to hit him……
He took a step back……..
It was those dark eyes……….like a shark’s eyes

Then she suddenly broke into a smile, completely changing the sinister and dangerous look of her face
Her body visibly relaxed………..
Her voice rather friendly……..
The tense atmosphere gone………..

‘It’s a long story……..’ she explained, even her voice was different he noted………

‘But where is she’ asked the confused Ernst…….

All Erika provided was a simple answer

‘Well done Private’ she nodded to him and raised her free gloved hand……….

‘Well done indeed………..could you please call your Sergeant’ she pointed to the vacant looking guardroom

‘And I will tell him where she is…..…..and then you can escort me to the Frau Direktorin’s office…….….or vice versa’

And with that Erika Kreutz gave herself up……..

As she intended all along……….

Now she would discover if it had all been worth it……..

This was the most dangerous part now……..
Given the expected chance she would have to explain her rather extreme deeds of the day……….
Would they let her report…….
Would she be rewarded……….
Or would she face punishment and retribution and the wrath of Hannelore Roth and the State she wished to serve……….

She would find out soon enough…………