Ellana's Cultural Studies on Humanity Chapter 12:- On Human Government Palaces Pt 2 The Big Red House
Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2024 8:58 pm
My Exploration of The White House was both interesting and rewarding. I had gained significant insight into the inner workings of the US government but left a little disappointed. For one I hadn't met the US President and for the other, I still couldn't believe that the Americans would grant such an important structure an unimaginative name. As I entered the Kremlin at one in the morning, disguised as Chioma Abara member of the Nigerian presidents entourage, I was impressed by the sheer scale of the imposing structure that was red instead of white. Has I was to discover later, the name Kremlin meant "Citadel" a far more impressive name and as we were shown into an elegant palace, one of three, I was filled with anticipation at the thought of exploring this Citadel. So it was in the morning that I began my investigation. Little did I know that I would come face to face with two of Earth's Presidents. President Putin of Russia and President Xi of China...
Dr Ellana Xenoanthropological Society
Wednesday 20th February 2024 The Kremlin, Moscow 08:30am
Ellana looked out of the window of her stateroom, watching the snow fall on the appropriately named Red Square as a group of Russian soldiers performed a perfect parade drill They remind me of the Royal Guard parades outside the Royal Palace back home. She had arrived with the Nigerian delegation at 01:30am and once they had been driven to the Kremlin via motorcade, Ellana had got her head down to prepare herself for a very busy days exploration. Still wearing the face of Chioma Abara, dressed in her silken nightclothes Ellana needed a new face and clothes to begin in earnest. There were a number of attractive Russian maids and Ellana knew that if one wanted to explore a palace, to get the lay of the lan, then it was best to disguise as the help at least temporary. All I need to do is get dressed and find a suitable female...
Suddenly there was a slight knock at the door, that interrupted her thoughts. Ellana turned opening the door to reveal a pretty young auburn haired maid, who flashed her a smile. "Ma'am? Is the room to your liking? Is there anything more I can do to make you comfortable?" She asked in cute clipped russian accented English. Ellana smiled back quickly appraising her. The startlingly attractive girl had slightly squared features, high cheekbones and pleasing turquoise coloured eyes. Her long auburn hair tied into a ponytail under her white frilly lace hat. She was dressed in a black dress with a frilly lace trim apron and black sensible pumps. You will do nicely "I'am sure there's more you can give me." She grabbed the young girl by the scruff of her dress, yanking the girl into the room pinning her against the wall with a hand over her mouth to muffle her cries. Shutting the door behind them Ellana gently caressed the maid's cheek, releasing her pheromones to calm the girl who let out an aroused sigh before planting a passionate kiss on the girls lush lips. The young woman returned the kiss hungrily as Ellana felt her body change into that of the young maid, skin from black to white as she probed the girls mouth with her tongue, untying the lace apron from around the girl's slim waist removing her hat. The maid then let out a low rattle as she slumped unconscious against the wall. Smiling with the maids face, Ellana laid her onto the bed. "Evgenia Akinfeeva, 22, Kremlin maid. She is having an affair with a member of the Kremlin Guards Regiment, a woman. They are both keeping it secret instead of reprisal." She said stripping off her nightwear.
Ellana sat on the bed next to the unconscious Evgenia, taking out her ear studs putting them in before unlacing the girls shoes and adopting her ponytail. Rolling the maid onto her side, Ellana unbuttoned the maids uniform from the back peeling it from her shoulders down her slim petite body leaving her dressed in only a sheer white lace one piece undergarment, that emphasised her small B-cups and tight pert buttocks. Flipping Evgenia onto her back, Ellana took the straps of her underwear pulling it down her lush body revealing her pretty breasts with puffy slightly pointed pink areolas and small trimmed clitoris crowned with a strip of auburn hair. After stepping into the stolen undergarment, Ellana finished dressing in Evgenia's uniform tying on the apron setting the hat on her head. Once she was fully dressed, Ellana tore Chioma's nightwear into strips binding and gagging the naked unconscious maid then picking her up under her shoulders, dragged her over to the wardrobe. Seating the girl inside, she tossed the remains of the nightwear on her body before closing the door. As she left her room, Ellana noticed the girl's cleaning trolley and as an afterthought picked up a feather duster inserting into the apron pocket. That should help sell the disguise. Now time to take a look around.
09:30am
After an hour of exploring the palace that also doubled as a musuem, Ellana was more impressed with the Kremlin than the White House. There was history here that went back even further than that of the USA. It only confirmed my earlier suspicions. Russia is an ancient militaristic nation, more storied then the US.. To her surprise she had even found paintings that indicated that in its past, Russia had female leaders called Empresses in addition to male rulers. So in Russia female can be leaders but in the USA they cannot? It seems humans do have disparity when it comes to gender roles. Nothing like our equal society on Zenobia Prime, intriguing... Ellana had come to realise that she wasn't going to be seeing the Russian President or the Chinese Premier dressed like this. She needed a new form. As she moved through the palace Ellana had noted, like the White House, the Kremlin had it's very own equivalent of Marines. According to Evgenia's memories, these men and women where members of the Kremlin Guard Regiment. If my experiences in both The White House and The Pentagon have taught me anything, it's that uniforms like theirs open doors and invite opportunity. . They wore blue double breasted jackets, with a red front and matching cuffs, gold shoulder epaulettes which displayed their rank from gold filigree hung down and collars embroidered with leaves. Held up by a gold belt with white gloves. Matching trousers with black laced shoes. The only between the genders was a peaked cap for males, a white cap for females. Yes, one of their uniforms and forms will work nicely. Now time to get one... As she entered a deserted corridor, Ellana found a pretty lone female guard standing near the double wooden doors. Smiling, Ellana approached her.
Corporal Alexia Batischeva, yawned widely as she stood guard outside the museum state room which had been set aside for the summit between the President, Premier Xi of China and the Nigerian Delegation. She had been up since 05:00am buffing the buttons on her dress uniform, making sure she they shone. How I hate wearing this uniform, I feel like a toy soldier in the Nutcracker. It's ridiculous... Under her white hat pulled low, Alexia was an attractive example of the Russian female with heart shaped features, slender cheekbones and pale green eyes. Her medium length brown hair tied into a smart bun. Hearing the sound of footsteps echoing off the marble floor from her right, Alexia looked up to see a pretty auburn haired maid approach her smiling. The corporal flashed her a smile back. "Hi, does that room need cleaning? I'am a maid after all." The girl said brandishing a feather duster. Suppressing a laugh, Alexia shook her head. "You don't say. No that will not be necessary. The room as already been cleaned for the visit of the Chinese President and the Nigerian delegation for today's summit. So you will have find somewhere else to clean." The redheaded maid nodded her head. " So could I meet the President?" Now Alexia really did laugh, she let out a short bark of laughter shaking her head. What the hell as this maid been smoking? "Are you serious?" She scoffed. "He doesn't meet the help. You're beneath him. You do know that right?" The maid then cocked her head, leaving the corporal with the distinct impression she was being sized up. " Would I get to meet him, if were dressed like you?" Alexia's eyes widened "Yes. What!? Wai-mmmph!" The corporal was unprepared as the maid planted a kiss on her lips, probing the inside of her mouth with her tongue embracing her like a lover. Alexia briefly struggled before a touch from the girl, calmed her. She let out an aroused muffled moan, as she returned the kiss despite herself. Feeling herself being lead into the room by the girl, Alexia began to loose consciousness. But I like handsome men, my strong Vasily. I never thought about a... She slumped unconscious in the maids arms, as the door was closed behind them. Dragging the unconscious guard towards the large table at the centre of the room, Ellana grinned a perfect replica of Alexia. "Corporal Alexia Batischeva, 24, Kremlin Guards Regiment. She hates her posting here. She would rather be on the front lines in Ukraine with her boyfriend and feels wasted standing around, guarding doors all day." Ellana said as she draped the unconscious guard across the table, before stripping off Evgenia's maid uniform.
After taking off the corporal's hat, Ellana removed her gloves and unlaced the shoes pulling them off along with her white cotton socks. Working the woman's hair loose, she copied Alexia's bun. She loosened the belt stripping it from the body then unbuttoned her uniform jacket revealing well formed C-cup breasts straining against a white lace trim camisole, with a little bow between the cups. Peeling the jacket from Alexia's toned body, one arm at a time, Ellana hoisted the unconscious corporal into a seated position. Holding her arms up, Ellana pulled the camisole over the guards head exposing her firm breasts with rose petal pink areolas. Letting the half naked Alexia flop back down onto the wooden table with a dull thud, Ellana pulled on the camisole before unzipping the corporal's dress trousers working them free of her hips whipping them down her toned athletic legs. Sparing no thought to the woman's modesty, Ellana pulled off her matching lace trim thong admiring her full clitoris topped with a trimmed fan of light brown pubic hair. Ellana took time to admire the toned athletic nude form of Alexia, as she pulled on the stolen underwear then dressed in the woman's uniform. Setting the hat on her head then pulling on the gloves, Ellana tore up Evgenia's underwear binding and gagging the naked guard before picking her up from the table under her shoulders. Dragging the woman towards a spacious cupboard, Ellana stashed her inside in a seated position dumping the maids uniform on top of her then closed the cupboard door leaving Alexia in darkness. Smiling, Ellana swept from the room using the guards memories to make her way to the Presidential Quarters.
The Kremlin's Courtyard 9:45am
Fortunately by the time she had walked out into the cold biting air, the snowing had stopped but that's when it seemed her luck had run out again. She had barely gotten half way towards the Presidents Palace, when in an odd sense of déja vû a male voice called out behind her. "Corporal! Report to me, now!" Ellana turned to see a male Kremlin Guard walk towards her, he was a lieutenant according to his rank epaulettes. Damn. He reminds me of that gunnery sergeant from the White House. I hope he doesn't berate me for leaving my post and send me to guard a door. But knowing my luck... She turned to face the man, flashing off a formal Russian salute. "Yes, Lieutenant. Of course, sir." The man returned the salute. "At ease. Don't look so worried, corporal. You have been given a great honour. The President is about to take breakfast with Premier Xi, in the gardens and we need an honour guard with at least one woman to show Xi we are just as progressive. You are the first female guard I found, so you're it." Ellana suppressed a small smile as she flashed another salute. So I will not only be meeting one world leader but two? Why wasn't I this lucky back in Vegas! "Yes sir! I'am honoured!" Returning the salute, the man smiled. "I like your enthusiasm, corporal! Fall in!" Walking in step next to the Lieutenant, Ellana grinned widely barely containing her excitement.
Falling in beside 9 male honour guards who flanked the path that lead from the presidential palace, Ellana stood at attention as the lieutenant barked a series of orders in rapid russian. Using Alexia's memories Ellana followed the orders performing each action to the letter, as the group flashed simultaneous salutes. They all turned to see two men emerge from the palace door walking down the path. The man on the left wearing a thick long black coat, who was balding with rounded features and cunning blue eyes with a Russian flag in his lapel could only be Vladimir Putin, the Russian President. At his left shoulder was a young attractive dark brown haired female with blue eyes and diamond shaped features wearing a red fur lined coat, underneath which she was wearing a pinstripe pencil skirt and high heels. "Very impressive, Mr President. Just as well drilled as my guards in Beijing." Said the man to his right, a Chinese man with an oval face, high cheekbones and slanted brown eyes. With cropped black hair. The Chinese President Xi Jinping. "Thank you, President Xi. I'am gladdened by the compliment. It seems that the Nigerians seek to keep us waiting. The Africans are never punctual." Xi nodded as the leaders and Putin's secretary walked past Ellana's honour guard towards a table set with four chairs. Behind Xi was his aide, a pretty chinese woman with black hair knotted held in place with two sticks, dressed in a red pantsuit with white blouse. She wore a watch, a simple pearl necklace with matching ear studs. "Which is why they need a guiding hand that isn't our mutual enemy the USA. It is the purpose of our summit after all." Xi answered as Putin gestured at the table, a young servant bringing them a pot of tea. "A samovar of the finest Russian tea to warm us up as we wait, Mr President?" Xi smiled as he took his seat. "Excellent. Let's hope it compares well with a Chinese brew."
Ellana watched the men drink and discuss the summit. Usually she would have gotten bored by now but she was amazed to go be in the presence of two of the leaders of earth. Fascinating that human males are adept at politics. Back home, it's we females that govern and lead. With good reason too, then men just love to fight and play soldier more. . After five minutes, a human male bodyguard in plain clothes approached the two leaders whispering something in Putin's ear. He nodded dismissing the man with a wave before turning to Xi. "It seems the Nigerian president as lost his aide and they need us to hold their hands while they find her." Xi sipped at his tea. "I'am sorry to hear that, Mr President. Perhaps my security details can assist you?" Putin gave him a curious look, for a second Ellana saw distrust in his eyes. "No that will not be necessary. Between the Kremlin Guard Regiment and the SBP, we will find her. It just buys me a little more time." He turned to the honour guard lieutenant. "Lieutenant. I request that your sole female guard accompany my secretary, Anastasia..." He turned to the pretty brunette female sat next to him. "...to my office to bring my speech for the summit." The lieutenant saluted him then turned to Ellana. "Corporal! You heard the President!" Ellana flashed a salute as she stepped out of line, approaching the young woman. Her form will allow me to search Putin's office and ultimately get close to him to observe him better. Today is my lucky day... Anastasia flashed her a smile as she fell into step next to Ellana.
"He is such a strong leader and handsome too. President Xi is no match for him." Anastasia said dreamily as she and Ellana walked back into the President's Palace. Another human that worships her boss. But her devotion is so unnerving. Not even Kremm is that gushing... She scanned the rooms looking for a broom cupboard away from prying eyes. " It is an honour to serve him. You must feel the same in guarding him, Corporal?" Ellana distracted as she had found the perfect room steered the unsuspecting girl towards it. "What? Oh yes, of course. There isn't anything else I would rather be doing." I would rather be zapped by an MiB stun blast then stand around guarding doors all day. I don't know how Kremm does it. As they walked towards the cupboard, Anastasia threw her a puzzled look. "Wait a minute? We just past the stai--mmpph!" Ellana clamped a hand around the secretary's mouth, muffling her cry of surprise as she opened the cupboard door dragging her inside. Closing the door, she caressed the girl's cheek to relax her. "Shhh! Anastasia, relax." The girl let out a low muffled cry as Ellana unbuttoned her coat, turning her head to the right planting a passionate kiss on her lips. Anastasia returned the kiss, leaning into Ellana as her coat fell to the ground revealing a pinstripe suit jacket and white blouse, silver necklace with matching dangling earrings. Feeling herself change into the smaller petite Anastasia Ellana unbuttoned the girls suit jacket, as the girl slumped unconscious in her arms with a cute sigh. "Anastasia Vasilevskyia, 21,Putin's secretary. She as a mini shrine back home dedicated to her boss, who she worships. She as even named her cat Put. Her boyfriend finds all this creepy." Ellana smiled with the secretary's face, as she lowered the girl to the floor on her side before stripping out of her too loose Guards uniform.
Kneeling beside the unconscious Anastasia, Ellana removed the girls jewellery putting it on herself then slipped off her high heels noting her long stocking covered legs. I really must get around to asking Kremm to teach me his stealth takeouts. I have been lucky so for but if the girl was stronger, I could have been exposed easily. A little nerve pinch or even her a neck chop would have made all the difference and neutralised her quickly... Ellana thought as she stripped off Anastasia's suit jacket. Unbuttoning the girl's blouse revealed B-cup breasts covered by a bright low cut red lace bra. Unzipping Anastasia's skirt from the rear pulling the garment down off her slim hips, exposing her pert tight buttocks emphasised by a matching red lace G-string thong, with matching suspenders. Rolling the secretary onto her back, Ellana opened out the blouse before unclipping the stockings from the belt gently rolling the stockings down her long legs, one leg at a time. Rolling the stockings up her legs, Ellana whipped off the girl's scant underwear followed by the suspender belt giving her a good view of Anastasia's small womanhood crowned with a trimmed strip of chestnut brown hair. After stripping off the blouse from her body, Ellana unclasped the secretaries bra admiring the small springy breasts with puffy full dark pink areolas. She quickly got dressed in Anastasia's suit. Fastening the jacket, Ellana then bound the girl's ankles with Alexia's belt tearing the white camisole into strips binding her wrists and gagging her. When she was finished, Ellana straightened out her stolen skirt put on the secretaries coat then swept from the cupboard leaving the slim naked body of Putin's secretary behind. Using her memories, Ellana walked up the stairs heading for the office of the Russian President.
Office of the Russian President 10:30am
As Ellana approached the door to Putin's office, she noticed a young blonde woman standing guard over the wooden double doors. These must be the SBP the President mentioned. It seems that they take security more seriously here then at the White House, I must be careful. The female watched Ellana like a Skyhawk as she approached her. She was an attractive well endowed specimen, with squared features, sharp cheekbones and narrow blue eyes framed by shoulder length platinum blonde hair. Dressed in a cream pantsuit, with a red turtleneck sweater underneath and brown flat shoes. An earwig was placed in her ear The bulge under her jacket told Ellana she was armed. Ellana flashed her warm smile, one she didn't return. "You're the President's secretary? Anastasia. What do you need?" Ellana gestured to the door behind her. " I need to retrieve the President's speech. For the summit this afternoon." The woman nodded standing aside as she opened the door. "Very well. Just don't take too long." Ellana smiled as she walked through the door.
As the SBP agent closed the door, Ellana took a look around the inner sanctum of President Putin. I wonder what they call this place? The Square Office, perhaps? It was vastly different from then Oval Office, more sparse and less colourful. There were the usual couple of red leather sofas that flanked a hard wood round table. The President's desk looked more utilitarian and austere with a large wooden cabinet behind it next to a window, that afforded a grand view of the fortress. On the desk, just like in the Oval Office a dossier waited for her on the desk next to a display of two Russian flags. Interesting. I wonder what this one says? Sitting down at the President's desk, Ellana opened it and began to read. It's a security briefing on the Chinese state visit tomorrow to the Elysées Palace in Paris Florida. Putin commissioned the report because he doesn't trust his allies. Xi is trying to improve relations with the Floridian President Macron. Why they keep calling it "France" is anyone's guess? Silly humans. It will be good to go back to Paris. I just need to join the Chinese delegation. Suddenly the sound of the doors opening drew her attention. Ellana shot up from the desk, trying to look innocent. As the female SBP agent entered the room.
"What are you doing? You have no business searching the presidents desk." She said closing the door behind her. Ellana gently walked towards her hands raised. "Look, this isn't what it looks like. I really am looking for the President's speech." The woman glanced at the open dossier then to Ellana. "Bullshit! You were looking at top secret, sensitive documents. I saw you!" Her hand reached into her jacket. "You're a damn spy! Don't mo-mmph!" Ellana closed the ground quickly pinning the SBP to the door with her mouth, gently caressing her cheek. The woman let out an aroused muffle, as her gun dropped to the floor returning Ellana's kiss. She could feel her body becoming taller, more athletic and curved hair changing from dark brown to platinum blonde. The SBP agent slid down the door unconscious letting out a slow rattle. Ellana began to strip off Anastasia's clothes. "Tanya Gavrilkova, 29, SBP Agent. During her free evenings she moonlights as a stripogram at a Russian nightclub. Her colleagues have no idea." She said smiling with Tanya's face, as dragged the woman by her ankles over to one of the sofa's.
Laying the unconscious agent on the sofa, Ellana took out her ear studs along with her earwig before unlacing the woman's shoes pulling them off along with her black socks. That was way too close, Ellana. Now I will definitely ask Kremm about those non lethal techniques. If it wasn't for my superior reflexes... she shook such thoughts from her mind, as she unfastened Tanya's jacket removing it from her shoulders along with the shoulder holster for her handgun. Pulling up the unconscious woman up into a seated position, Ellana held up her arms pulling her sweater up over her head exposing her large D-cup breasts enveloped in a black lace wonderbra. Unhooking Tanya's bra slipping it loose from her shoulders, Ellana admired the woman's lush well formed breasts with circular light pink perky areolas. After letting the half naked agents body flop back onto the leather sofa, breasts wobbling slightly Ellana clasped on her stolen bra before unfastening her trousers. Working the garment from around her shapely hips, Ellana peeled them down her long toned legs followed by the matching black lace bikini shorts that had protected Tanya's modesty, a full clean shaven clitoris. Pulling up the stolen lingerie between her legs, Ellana dressed in the rest of Tanya's clothing. She holstered the woman's sidearm, inserted the earwig before binding the agents limbs with Anastasia's stockings then gagged her with the red lace G-string. Ellana picked up the toned naked body of Tanya dragging her over to the cabinet behind the president's desk. Stashing the woman inside, Ellana dumped Anastasia's clothes concealing the body then closed the door. Fastening the jacket, Ellana left Putin's office.
As soon as she left the Office, the earwig in Ellana's ear crackled. "Attention! We have a situation! We have found a maid and Kremlin guard. They both say some woman stole their uniforms! The President as been informed of this security breach and as been secured. He suspects the Chinese are up to no good attempting to implicate the Nigerians. He ordered the Chinese Delegation to formally leave the Kremlin, immediately. All SBP agents are to supervise the evacuation of the Chinese, at once!" Ellana smiled as she heard the man's voice. What luck. A perfect opportunity to replace one of the Chinese delegation. Using Tanya's memories Ellana made her way to the palace where the Chinese were staying.
Chinese Delegation Quarters, 11:15am
Zhang Xie, aide to President Xi Jinping hurried to pack her suitcase as the Russians had ordered them to. Zhang had no idea why the Russian's where suddenly treating them with suspicion but knew enough to now that they were no longer welcome. The breakfast tea had gone so well too. The President worked so hard to bring the Nigerians to the table. And now the Russians were throwing the opportunity away. Perhaps the rumours about Putin were right. He is insane and paranoid even. I just hope the President doesn't find out what I gave to the Russians... A knock at the door snapped ger thoughts back to the present. Shutting her suitcase, Zhang walked to the door opening it. "Excuse me but I have been ordered to evacuate you." Said the platinum blonde SBP agent that stood at the door. Zhang opened the door for her to follow her in. "Of course. I would like to reassure that my country is deeply sor-mmph!" Zhang was unprepared for the SBP agent clamping a hand around her mouth, muffling her cry of betrayal, as she closed the door behind them. "Shhh! Don't fret. I'am lucky I found you, dear." The agent caressed Zhang's cheek, sending waves of calm arousal through the side. "I saw you earlier at the tea. And I wanted to be you when i saw you. Thanks to you, I will be heading back to Paris. Now to sleep." The agent removed her hand turning Zhang's head to the right, planting a passionate kiss on her thin lips. The young aide couldn't help herself as she returned the kiss, leaning into the well endowed blonde agent as the woman probed the inside of her mouth with her tongue. I thought they were conservative in Russia. I'am happy to see I was wrong... Zhang thought as she slumped unconscious in the SBPs agents arms. Ellana now a copy of Zhang Xie, smacked her lips together. "Zhang Xie, 24, Aide to the Chinese President. She sold the information in the dossier to the Russians on Xi's visit to Florida. Her brother is currently locked in a Gulag, whatever one of those is, for "sedition against the state". She as heard no word from him." She said as laid the unconscious Zhang onto the bed, stripping out of the clothes of Tanya which were far too loose on her lithe frame.
Sitting next to the woman Ellana removed her jewellery, accessories putting them on herself before working loose the sticks in her hair copying her bun then slipping off her red high heeled shoes. Opening out the woman's red jacket, Ellana worked them off her slender shoulders one arm at a team before unbuttoning her blouse revealing small A-cup breasts covered by a pretty red silk bra with floral patterns, that were tied by laces instead of a clasp. Unfastening the girls red trousers, Ellana peeled them off her slender hips pulling them down her long tanned legs leaving her modesty covered by a matching silk floral thong, laced at the side. Unlacing the undergarment from between Zhang's thighs exposed her small brown womanhood, decorated by a thick trimmed triangle of black pubic fuzz. After lacing up the stolen underwear, Ellana stripped off the girls white blouse before rolling her onto her side admiring her small but pert buttocks as she unlaced the silk bra from the back slipping it loose from her chest as she flipped Zhang onto her back. Taking the time to admire the small but firm breasts of Zhang, with full circular puffy dark brown areolas Ellana laced on the stolen bra. She quickly pulled on Zhang's trousers suit, enjoying the pleasingly petite form of the naked Chinese aide. After slipping on the heels, Ellana bound Zhang's ankles with Tanya's lace shorts then her wrists with the bra then gagged her with one of the black ankle socks. With the girl secured, Ellana dragged her by her wrist towards a wardrobe seating her inside before tossing Tanya's clothes over her. Closing the door behind her. Ellana heard a knock at the door. Picking up Zhang's suitcase, Ellana walked over to door opening it to reveal a bald male SBP agent wearing a black suit. "Pardon me miss. I have been ordered to evacuate you and your delegation. If you would follow me, please." Ellana nodded solemnly. "Of course lead the way."
The Plane of the Chinese President 12:00pm
Ellana sat in the office of President Xi onboard his private plane as it flew away from the Russian Capital. "I want to find out why Putin asked us to leave. Everything was so cordial. Then that SBP agent showed up then everything went to hell." President Xi leaned back into his chair, sipping his tea. "Shall I fetch your chief of staff, Mr President?" Ellana said crossing her legs, leaning back into her chair." Xi nodded as she drank deeper from his cup. "Always the dutiful one, Zhang. Yes, I would like a world with him. I don't want this to damage relations with our only ally." Ellana nodded rising from her seat. Xi held out a hand to stop her. "Before you go. Do you have my speech ready for when I meet Macron tomorrow?" Ellana smiled taking out a piece of paper, that had already been completed by the real Zhang Xie. "Yes, Mr President. It's all here." Xi accepted the document flashing her a warm smile. "I don't know where I would be without you, Zhang." He picked up his tea. "Let's hope the French are more hospitable than the Russians. Dismissed." Ellana bowed before turning to leave, resisting the urge to correct him. It's Florida! Why even their politicians get it wrong. And I wouldn't worry Mr President, the Floridians are really hospitable people. With very beautiful women. She smiled as she left his office.
Dr Ellana Xenoanthropological Society
Wednesday 20th February 2024 The Kremlin, Moscow 08:30am
Ellana looked out of the window of her stateroom, watching the snow fall on the appropriately named Red Square as a group of Russian soldiers performed a perfect parade drill They remind me of the Royal Guard parades outside the Royal Palace back home. She had arrived with the Nigerian delegation at 01:30am and once they had been driven to the Kremlin via motorcade, Ellana had got her head down to prepare herself for a very busy days exploration. Still wearing the face of Chioma Abara, dressed in her silken nightclothes Ellana needed a new face and clothes to begin in earnest. There were a number of attractive Russian maids and Ellana knew that if one wanted to explore a palace, to get the lay of the lan, then it was best to disguise as the help at least temporary. All I need to do is get dressed and find a suitable female...
Suddenly there was a slight knock at the door, that interrupted her thoughts. Ellana turned opening the door to reveal a pretty young auburn haired maid, who flashed her a smile. "Ma'am? Is the room to your liking? Is there anything more I can do to make you comfortable?" She asked in cute clipped russian accented English. Ellana smiled back quickly appraising her. The startlingly attractive girl had slightly squared features, high cheekbones and pleasing turquoise coloured eyes. Her long auburn hair tied into a ponytail under her white frilly lace hat. She was dressed in a black dress with a frilly lace trim apron and black sensible pumps. You will do nicely "I'am sure there's more you can give me." She grabbed the young girl by the scruff of her dress, yanking the girl into the room pinning her against the wall with a hand over her mouth to muffle her cries. Shutting the door behind them Ellana gently caressed the maid's cheek, releasing her pheromones to calm the girl who let out an aroused sigh before planting a passionate kiss on the girls lush lips. The young woman returned the kiss hungrily as Ellana felt her body change into that of the young maid, skin from black to white as she probed the girls mouth with her tongue, untying the lace apron from around the girl's slim waist removing her hat. The maid then let out a low rattle as she slumped unconscious against the wall. Smiling with the maids face, Ellana laid her onto the bed. "Evgenia Akinfeeva, 22, Kremlin maid. She is having an affair with a member of the Kremlin Guards Regiment, a woman. They are both keeping it secret instead of reprisal." She said stripping off her nightwear.
Ellana sat on the bed next to the unconscious Evgenia, taking out her ear studs putting them in before unlacing the girls shoes and adopting her ponytail. Rolling the maid onto her side, Ellana unbuttoned the maids uniform from the back peeling it from her shoulders down her slim petite body leaving her dressed in only a sheer white lace one piece undergarment, that emphasised her small B-cups and tight pert buttocks. Flipping Evgenia onto her back, Ellana took the straps of her underwear pulling it down her lush body revealing her pretty breasts with puffy slightly pointed pink areolas and small trimmed clitoris crowned with a strip of auburn hair. After stepping into the stolen undergarment, Ellana finished dressing in Evgenia's uniform tying on the apron setting the hat on her head. Once she was fully dressed, Ellana tore Chioma's nightwear into strips binding and gagging the naked unconscious maid then picking her up under her shoulders, dragged her over to the wardrobe. Seating the girl inside, she tossed the remains of the nightwear on her body before closing the door. As she left her room, Ellana noticed the girl's cleaning trolley and as an afterthought picked up a feather duster inserting into the apron pocket. That should help sell the disguise. Now time to take a look around.
09:30am
After an hour of exploring the palace that also doubled as a musuem, Ellana was more impressed with the Kremlin than the White House. There was history here that went back even further than that of the USA. It only confirmed my earlier suspicions. Russia is an ancient militaristic nation, more storied then the US.. To her surprise she had even found paintings that indicated that in its past, Russia had female leaders called Empresses in addition to male rulers. So in Russia female can be leaders but in the USA they cannot? It seems humans do have disparity when it comes to gender roles. Nothing like our equal society on Zenobia Prime, intriguing... Ellana had come to realise that she wasn't going to be seeing the Russian President or the Chinese Premier dressed like this. She needed a new form. As she moved through the palace Ellana had noted, like the White House, the Kremlin had it's very own equivalent of Marines. According to Evgenia's memories, these men and women where members of the Kremlin Guard Regiment. If my experiences in both The White House and The Pentagon have taught me anything, it's that uniforms like theirs open doors and invite opportunity. . They wore blue double breasted jackets, with a red front and matching cuffs, gold shoulder epaulettes which displayed their rank from gold filigree hung down and collars embroidered with leaves. Held up by a gold belt with white gloves. Matching trousers with black laced shoes. The only between the genders was a peaked cap for males, a white cap for females. Yes, one of their uniforms and forms will work nicely. Now time to get one... As she entered a deserted corridor, Ellana found a pretty lone female guard standing near the double wooden doors. Smiling, Ellana approached her.
Corporal Alexia Batischeva, yawned widely as she stood guard outside the museum state room which had been set aside for the summit between the President, Premier Xi of China and the Nigerian Delegation. She had been up since 05:00am buffing the buttons on her dress uniform, making sure she they shone. How I hate wearing this uniform, I feel like a toy soldier in the Nutcracker. It's ridiculous... Under her white hat pulled low, Alexia was an attractive example of the Russian female with heart shaped features, slender cheekbones and pale green eyes. Her medium length brown hair tied into a smart bun. Hearing the sound of footsteps echoing off the marble floor from her right, Alexia looked up to see a pretty auburn haired maid approach her smiling. The corporal flashed her a smile back. "Hi, does that room need cleaning? I'am a maid after all." The girl said brandishing a feather duster. Suppressing a laugh, Alexia shook her head. "You don't say. No that will not be necessary. The room as already been cleaned for the visit of the Chinese President and the Nigerian delegation for today's summit. So you will have find somewhere else to clean." The redheaded maid nodded her head. " So could I meet the President?" Now Alexia really did laugh, she let out a short bark of laughter shaking her head. What the hell as this maid been smoking? "Are you serious?" She scoffed. "He doesn't meet the help. You're beneath him. You do know that right?" The maid then cocked her head, leaving the corporal with the distinct impression she was being sized up. " Would I get to meet him, if were dressed like you?" Alexia's eyes widened "Yes. What!? Wai-mmmph!" The corporal was unprepared as the maid planted a kiss on her lips, probing the inside of her mouth with her tongue embracing her like a lover. Alexia briefly struggled before a touch from the girl, calmed her. She let out an aroused muffled moan, as she returned the kiss despite herself. Feeling herself being lead into the room by the girl, Alexia began to loose consciousness. But I like handsome men, my strong Vasily. I never thought about a... She slumped unconscious in the maids arms, as the door was closed behind them. Dragging the unconscious guard towards the large table at the centre of the room, Ellana grinned a perfect replica of Alexia. "Corporal Alexia Batischeva, 24, Kremlin Guards Regiment. She hates her posting here. She would rather be on the front lines in Ukraine with her boyfriend and feels wasted standing around, guarding doors all day." Ellana said as she draped the unconscious guard across the table, before stripping off Evgenia's maid uniform.
After taking off the corporal's hat, Ellana removed her gloves and unlaced the shoes pulling them off along with her white cotton socks. Working the woman's hair loose, she copied Alexia's bun. She loosened the belt stripping it from the body then unbuttoned her uniform jacket revealing well formed C-cup breasts straining against a white lace trim camisole, with a little bow between the cups. Peeling the jacket from Alexia's toned body, one arm at a time, Ellana hoisted the unconscious corporal into a seated position. Holding her arms up, Ellana pulled the camisole over the guards head exposing her firm breasts with rose petal pink areolas. Letting the half naked Alexia flop back down onto the wooden table with a dull thud, Ellana pulled on the camisole before unzipping the corporal's dress trousers working them free of her hips whipping them down her toned athletic legs. Sparing no thought to the woman's modesty, Ellana pulled off her matching lace trim thong admiring her full clitoris topped with a trimmed fan of light brown pubic hair. Ellana took time to admire the toned athletic nude form of Alexia, as she pulled on the stolen underwear then dressed in the woman's uniform. Setting the hat on her head then pulling on the gloves, Ellana tore up Evgenia's underwear binding and gagging the naked guard before picking her up from the table under her shoulders. Dragging the woman towards a spacious cupboard, Ellana stashed her inside in a seated position dumping the maids uniform on top of her then closed the cupboard door leaving Alexia in darkness. Smiling, Ellana swept from the room using the guards memories to make her way to the Presidential Quarters.
The Kremlin's Courtyard 9:45am
Fortunately by the time she had walked out into the cold biting air, the snowing had stopped but that's when it seemed her luck had run out again. She had barely gotten half way towards the Presidents Palace, when in an odd sense of déja vû a male voice called out behind her. "Corporal! Report to me, now!" Ellana turned to see a male Kremlin Guard walk towards her, he was a lieutenant according to his rank epaulettes. Damn. He reminds me of that gunnery sergeant from the White House. I hope he doesn't berate me for leaving my post and send me to guard a door. But knowing my luck... She turned to face the man, flashing off a formal Russian salute. "Yes, Lieutenant. Of course, sir." The man returned the salute. "At ease. Don't look so worried, corporal. You have been given a great honour. The President is about to take breakfast with Premier Xi, in the gardens and we need an honour guard with at least one woman to show Xi we are just as progressive. You are the first female guard I found, so you're it." Ellana suppressed a small smile as she flashed another salute. So I will not only be meeting one world leader but two? Why wasn't I this lucky back in Vegas! "Yes sir! I'am honoured!" Returning the salute, the man smiled. "I like your enthusiasm, corporal! Fall in!" Walking in step next to the Lieutenant, Ellana grinned widely barely containing her excitement.
Falling in beside 9 male honour guards who flanked the path that lead from the presidential palace, Ellana stood at attention as the lieutenant barked a series of orders in rapid russian. Using Alexia's memories Ellana followed the orders performing each action to the letter, as the group flashed simultaneous salutes. They all turned to see two men emerge from the palace door walking down the path. The man on the left wearing a thick long black coat, who was balding with rounded features and cunning blue eyes with a Russian flag in his lapel could only be Vladimir Putin, the Russian President. At his left shoulder was a young attractive dark brown haired female with blue eyes and diamond shaped features wearing a red fur lined coat, underneath which she was wearing a pinstripe pencil skirt and high heels. "Very impressive, Mr President. Just as well drilled as my guards in Beijing." Said the man to his right, a Chinese man with an oval face, high cheekbones and slanted brown eyes. With cropped black hair. The Chinese President Xi Jinping. "Thank you, President Xi. I'am gladdened by the compliment. It seems that the Nigerians seek to keep us waiting. The Africans are never punctual." Xi nodded as the leaders and Putin's secretary walked past Ellana's honour guard towards a table set with four chairs. Behind Xi was his aide, a pretty chinese woman with black hair knotted held in place with two sticks, dressed in a red pantsuit with white blouse. She wore a watch, a simple pearl necklace with matching ear studs. "Which is why they need a guiding hand that isn't our mutual enemy the USA. It is the purpose of our summit after all." Xi answered as Putin gestured at the table, a young servant bringing them a pot of tea. "A samovar of the finest Russian tea to warm us up as we wait, Mr President?" Xi smiled as he took his seat. "Excellent. Let's hope it compares well with a Chinese brew."
Ellana watched the men drink and discuss the summit. Usually she would have gotten bored by now but she was amazed to go be in the presence of two of the leaders of earth. Fascinating that human males are adept at politics. Back home, it's we females that govern and lead. With good reason too, then men just love to fight and play soldier more. . After five minutes, a human male bodyguard in plain clothes approached the two leaders whispering something in Putin's ear. He nodded dismissing the man with a wave before turning to Xi. "It seems the Nigerian president as lost his aide and they need us to hold their hands while they find her." Xi sipped at his tea. "I'am sorry to hear that, Mr President. Perhaps my security details can assist you?" Putin gave him a curious look, for a second Ellana saw distrust in his eyes. "No that will not be necessary. Between the Kremlin Guard Regiment and the SBP, we will find her. It just buys me a little more time." He turned to the honour guard lieutenant. "Lieutenant. I request that your sole female guard accompany my secretary, Anastasia..." He turned to the pretty brunette female sat next to him. "...to my office to bring my speech for the summit." The lieutenant saluted him then turned to Ellana. "Corporal! You heard the President!" Ellana flashed a salute as she stepped out of line, approaching the young woman. Her form will allow me to search Putin's office and ultimately get close to him to observe him better. Today is my lucky day... Anastasia flashed her a smile as she fell into step next to Ellana.
"He is such a strong leader and handsome too. President Xi is no match for him." Anastasia said dreamily as she and Ellana walked back into the President's Palace. Another human that worships her boss. But her devotion is so unnerving. Not even Kremm is that gushing... She scanned the rooms looking for a broom cupboard away from prying eyes. " It is an honour to serve him. You must feel the same in guarding him, Corporal?" Ellana distracted as she had found the perfect room steered the unsuspecting girl towards it. "What? Oh yes, of course. There isn't anything else I would rather be doing." I would rather be zapped by an MiB stun blast then stand around guarding doors all day. I don't know how Kremm does it. As they walked towards the cupboard, Anastasia threw her a puzzled look. "Wait a minute? We just past the stai--mmpph!" Ellana clamped a hand around the secretary's mouth, muffling her cry of surprise as she opened the cupboard door dragging her inside. Closing the door, she caressed the girl's cheek to relax her. "Shhh! Anastasia, relax." The girl let out a low muffled cry as Ellana unbuttoned her coat, turning her head to the right planting a passionate kiss on her lips. Anastasia returned the kiss, leaning into Ellana as her coat fell to the ground revealing a pinstripe suit jacket and white blouse, silver necklace with matching dangling earrings. Feeling herself change into the smaller petite Anastasia Ellana unbuttoned the girls suit jacket, as the girl slumped unconscious in her arms with a cute sigh. "Anastasia Vasilevskyia, 21,Putin's secretary. She as a mini shrine back home dedicated to her boss, who she worships. She as even named her cat Put. Her boyfriend finds all this creepy." Ellana smiled with the secretary's face, as she lowered the girl to the floor on her side before stripping out of her too loose Guards uniform.
Kneeling beside the unconscious Anastasia, Ellana removed the girls jewellery putting it on herself then slipped off her high heels noting her long stocking covered legs. I really must get around to asking Kremm to teach me his stealth takeouts. I have been lucky so for but if the girl was stronger, I could have been exposed easily. A little nerve pinch or even her a neck chop would have made all the difference and neutralised her quickly... Ellana thought as she stripped off Anastasia's suit jacket. Unbuttoning the girl's blouse revealed B-cup breasts covered by a bright low cut red lace bra. Unzipping Anastasia's skirt from the rear pulling the garment down off her slim hips, exposing her pert tight buttocks emphasised by a matching red lace G-string thong, with matching suspenders. Rolling the secretary onto her back, Ellana opened out the blouse before unclipping the stockings from the belt gently rolling the stockings down her long legs, one leg at a time. Rolling the stockings up her legs, Ellana whipped off the girl's scant underwear followed by the suspender belt giving her a good view of Anastasia's small womanhood crowned with a trimmed strip of chestnut brown hair. After stripping off the blouse from her body, Ellana unclasped the secretaries bra admiring the small springy breasts with puffy full dark pink areolas. She quickly got dressed in Anastasia's suit. Fastening the jacket, Ellana then bound the girl's ankles with Alexia's belt tearing the white camisole into strips binding her wrists and gagging her. When she was finished, Ellana straightened out her stolen skirt put on the secretaries coat then swept from the cupboard leaving the slim naked body of Putin's secretary behind. Using her memories, Ellana walked up the stairs heading for the office of the Russian President.
Office of the Russian President 10:30am
As Ellana approached the door to Putin's office, she noticed a young blonde woman standing guard over the wooden double doors. These must be the SBP the President mentioned. It seems that they take security more seriously here then at the White House, I must be careful. The female watched Ellana like a Skyhawk as she approached her. She was an attractive well endowed specimen, with squared features, sharp cheekbones and narrow blue eyes framed by shoulder length platinum blonde hair. Dressed in a cream pantsuit, with a red turtleneck sweater underneath and brown flat shoes. An earwig was placed in her ear The bulge under her jacket told Ellana she was armed. Ellana flashed her warm smile, one she didn't return. "You're the President's secretary? Anastasia. What do you need?" Ellana gestured to the door behind her. " I need to retrieve the President's speech. For the summit this afternoon." The woman nodded standing aside as she opened the door. "Very well. Just don't take too long." Ellana smiled as she walked through the door.
As the SBP agent closed the door, Ellana took a look around the inner sanctum of President Putin. I wonder what they call this place? The Square Office, perhaps? It was vastly different from then Oval Office, more sparse and less colourful. There were the usual couple of red leather sofas that flanked a hard wood round table. The President's desk looked more utilitarian and austere with a large wooden cabinet behind it next to a window, that afforded a grand view of the fortress. On the desk, just like in the Oval Office a dossier waited for her on the desk next to a display of two Russian flags. Interesting. I wonder what this one says? Sitting down at the President's desk, Ellana opened it and began to read. It's a security briefing on the Chinese state visit tomorrow to the Elysées Palace in Paris Florida. Putin commissioned the report because he doesn't trust his allies. Xi is trying to improve relations with the Floridian President Macron. Why they keep calling it "France" is anyone's guess? Silly humans. It will be good to go back to Paris. I just need to join the Chinese delegation. Suddenly the sound of the doors opening drew her attention. Ellana shot up from the desk, trying to look innocent. As the female SBP agent entered the room.
"What are you doing? You have no business searching the presidents desk." She said closing the door behind her. Ellana gently walked towards her hands raised. "Look, this isn't what it looks like. I really am looking for the President's speech." The woman glanced at the open dossier then to Ellana. "Bullshit! You were looking at top secret, sensitive documents. I saw you!" Her hand reached into her jacket. "You're a damn spy! Don't mo-mmph!" Ellana closed the ground quickly pinning the SBP to the door with her mouth, gently caressing her cheek. The woman let out an aroused muffle, as her gun dropped to the floor returning Ellana's kiss. She could feel her body becoming taller, more athletic and curved hair changing from dark brown to platinum blonde. The SBP agent slid down the door unconscious letting out a slow rattle. Ellana began to strip off Anastasia's clothes. "Tanya Gavrilkova, 29, SBP Agent. During her free evenings she moonlights as a stripogram at a Russian nightclub. Her colleagues have no idea." She said smiling with Tanya's face, as dragged the woman by her ankles over to one of the sofa's.
Laying the unconscious agent on the sofa, Ellana took out her ear studs along with her earwig before unlacing the woman's shoes pulling them off along with her black socks. That was way too close, Ellana. Now I will definitely ask Kremm about those non lethal techniques. If it wasn't for my superior reflexes... she shook such thoughts from her mind, as she unfastened Tanya's jacket removing it from her shoulders along with the shoulder holster for her handgun. Pulling up the unconscious woman up into a seated position, Ellana held up her arms pulling her sweater up over her head exposing her large D-cup breasts enveloped in a black lace wonderbra. Unhooking Tanya's bra slipping it loose from her shoulders, Ellana admired the woman's lush well formed breasts with circular light pink perky areolas. After letting the half naked agents body flop back onto the leather sofa, breasts wobbling slightly Ellana clasped on her stolen bra before unfastening her trousers. Working the garment from around her shapely hips, Ellana peeled them down her long toned legs followed by the matching black lace bikini shorts that had protected Tanya's modesty, a full clean shaven clitoris. Pulling up the stolen lingerie between her legs, Ellana dressed in the rest of Tanya's clothing. She holstered the woman's sidearm, inserted the earwig before binding the agents limbs with Anastasia's stockings then gagged her with the red lace G-string. Ellana picked up the toned naked body of Tanya dragging her over to the cabinet behind the president's desk. Stashing the woman inside, Ellana dumped Anastasia's clothes concealing the body then closed the door. Fastening the jacket, Ellana left Putin's office.
As soon as she left the Office, the earwig in Ellana's ear crackled. "Attention! We have a situation! We have found a maid and Kremlin guard. They both say some woman stole their uniforms! The President as been informed of this security breach and as been secured. He suspects the Chinese are up to no good attempting to implicate the Nigerians. He ordered the Chinese Delegation to formally leave the Kremlin, immediately. All SBP agents are to supervise the evacuation of the Chinese, at once!" Ellana smiled as she heard the man's voice. What luck. A perfect opportunity to replace one of the Chinese delegation. Using Tanya's memories Ellana made her way to the palace where the Chinese were staying.
Chinese Delegation Quarters, 11:15am
Zhang Xie, aide to President Xi Jinping hurried to pack her suitcase as the Russians had ordered them to. Zhang had no idea why the Russian's where suddenly treating them with suspicion but knew enough to now that they were no longer welcome. The breakfast tea had gone so well too. The President worked so hard to bring the Nigerians to the table. And now the Russians were throwing the opportunity away. Perhaps the rumours about Putin were right. He is insane and paranoid even. I just hope the President doesn't find out what I gave to the Russians... A knock at the door snapped ger thoughts back to the present. Shutting her suitcase, Zhang walked to the door opening it. "Excuse me but I have been ordered to evacuate you." Said the platinum blonde SBP agent that stood at the door. Zhang opened the door for her to follow her in. "Of course. I would like to reassure that my country is deeply sor-mmph!" Zhang was unprepared for the SBP agent clamping a hand around her mouth, muffling her cry of betrayal, as she closed the door behind them. "Shhh! Don't fret. I'am lucky I found you, dear." The agent caressed Zhang's cheek, sending waves of calm arousal through the side. "I saw you earlier at the tea. And I wanted to be you when i saw you. Thanks to you, I will be heading back to Paris. Now to sleep." The agent removed her hand turning Zhang's head to the right, planting a passionate kiss on her thin lips. The young aide couldn't help herself as she returned the kiss, leaning into the well endowed blonde agent as the woman probed the inside of her mouth with her tongue. I thought they were conservative in Russia. I'am happy to see I was wrong... Zhang thought as she slumped unconscious in the SBPs agents arms. Ellana now a copy of Zhang Xie, smacked her lips together. "Zhang Xie, 24, Aide to the Chinese President. She sold the information in the dossier to the Russians on Xi's visit to Florida. Her brother is currently locked in a Gulag, whatever one of those is, for "sedition against the state". She as heard no word from him." She said as laid the unconscious Zhang onto the bed, stripping out of the clothes of Tanya which were far too loose on her lithe frame.
Sitting next to the woman Ellana removed her jewellery, accessories putting them on herself before working loose the sticks in her hair copying her bun then slipping off her red high heeled shoes. Opening out the woman's red jacket, Ellana worked them off her slender shoulders one arm at a team before unbuttoning her blouse revealing small A-cup breasts covered by a pretty red silk bra with floral patterns, that were tied by laces instead of a clasp. Unfastening the girls red trousers, Ellana peeled them off her slender hips pulling them down her long tanned legs leaving her modesty covered by a matching silk floral thong, laced at the side. Unlacing the undergarment from between Zhang's thighs exposed her small brown womanhood, decorated by a thick trimmed triangle of black pubic fuzz. After lacing up the stolen underwear, Ellana stripped off the girls white blouse before rolling her onto her side admiring her small but pert buttocks as she unlaced the silk bra from the back slipping it loose from her chest as she flipped Zhang onto her back. Taking the time to admire the small but firm breasts of Zhang, with full circular puffy dark brown areolas Ellana laced on the stolen bra. She quickly pulled on Zhang's trousers suit, enjoying the pleasingly petite form of the naked Chinese aide. After slipping on the heels, Ellana bound Zhang's ankles with Tanya's lace shorts then her wrists with the bra then gagged her with one of the black ankle socks. With the girl secured, Ellana dragged her by her wrist towards a wardrobe seating her inside before tossing Tanya's clothes over her. Closing the door behind her. Ellana heard a knock at the door. Picking up Zhang's suitcase, Ellana walked over to door opening it to reveal a bald male SBP agent wearing a black suit. "Pardon me miss. I have been ordered to evacuate you and your delegation. If you would follow me, please." Ellana nodded solemnly. "Of course lead the way."
The Plane of the Chinese President 12:00pm
Ellana sat in the office of President Xi onboard his private plane as it flew away from the Russian Capital. "I want to find out why Putin asked us to leave. Everything was so cordial. Then that SBP agent showed up then everything went to hell." President Xi leaned back into his chair, sipping his tea. "Shall I fetch your chief of staff, Mr President?" Ellana said crossing her legs, leaning back into her chair." Xi nodded as she drank deeper from his cup. "Always the dutiful one, Zhang. Yes, I would like a world with him. I don't want this to damage relations with our only ally." Ellana nodded rising from her seat. Xi held out a hand to stop her. "Before you go. Do you have my speech ready for when I meet Macron tomorrow?" Ellana smiled taking out a piece of paper, that had already been completed by the real Zhang Xie. "Yes, Mr President. It's all here." Xi accepted the document flashing her a warm smile. "I don't know where I would be without you, Zhang." He picked up his tea. "Let's hope the French are more hospitable than the Russians. Dismissed." Ellana bowed before turning to leave, resisting the urge to correct him. It's Florida! Why even their politicians get it wrong. And I wouldn't worry Mr President, the Floridians are really hospitable people. With very beautiful women. She smiled as she left his office.