The female Crimson Guards sat in the common area of their dorm suites. Eva 657 couldn’t wait to go back to her life as Tax Attorney in Leipzig. All of the Crimson Guards had been made into “clones” so they could swap out and keep their collective identity intact. “Eva” was a smart attractive girl from Schwaben, who took great pains to not let her accent creep past the Berlin accent she worked so hard to get, that is until she got drunk and screamed in bed. Their blonde hair, blue eyes, fit bodies, and perfect C cups ensured that they had no problems seducing other business types to join her at a fetish sex club and photographed in compromising possitions. It was ironic that this Eva was Dutch by birth.
Eva had tuned out the music on the speakers by reading a German copy of Vogue. That was when her „clone“ came in.
[I saw the strangest thing,] Eva 649 said in Schwäbisch, [Baroness and Zarana had Joes on leashes and they had an orgy with the emperor!]
[Why shouldn’t they?] Eva 657 responded, [It is right and proper for all in Cobra to submit to the Emperor. It is a great honor to be asked to serve in his harem.]
[Are you listing to yourself?] Eva 649 asked.
[Yes,] Eva 657 swooned, [I hope the Emperor demands my services.]
“Speak English!” a Latasha shouted!
“Don’t whine,” Eva 649 smiled, “You aren’t even American yourself!”
[Johan!] Eva 647 stopped another European Crimson Guard, [What you think and do if Serpentor demanded you have sex with him?]
[It would be my honor and duty to serve Emperor Serpentor in all ways,] Johan shrugged, [Even in his Harem.]
*
Baroness licked the cum of her Emperor from her lips and savored the taste, now about Flint…
(he he)