She gives him a kiss, pulls the blanket over both of them, and lies there, pondering. She checks her teeth, feeling to make sure they all feel normal. What's happening? Something is waiting for her, lurking in the darkness. She can feel its grin at her from the shadows.
== The Roman Bath ==
Johanna finds the villa far more enchanting than she had anticipated. It isn't just an old building; the interior is equally impressive. Every room is furnished with antique furniture, marble everywhere, ancient paintings, and artworks that speak of centuries past. The extension is newer, but the oldest part of the building was already constructed in the 17th century and then repeatedly expanded.
Johanna feels blissful. Michael has given her no tasks, made no demands; she can simply be here. And there's more: he's allowed her to use the Opel Kadett station wagon.
And Sarah was right--having a professional chef in the house is far better than one could imagine.
There are many people in the villa, and at first, Johanna finds it challenging to figure out who is there in what capacity or for what reason, whether they are guests or staff. The maids and the chef wear uniforms, while everyone else is in civilian clothes. Barbara seems to be a close confidante of Michael's.
A week after moving in, she wakes up early. She tiptoes into Michael's bedroom and watches him sleep. She could sit here for hours, just watching him.
The moment he wakes, she greets his day with a loving kiss. Sitting on his lap, she declares, "Are you fully awake? This is a raid!"
He smiles at her, his eyes fluttering open, "What a delightful way to wake up. What's on your mind, Johanna?"
"I don't want to just live here." Johanna's voice is firm and resolute. "I want to be part of your life. I want adventures. I want to steal obscure books for you at night. I want to be close to you."
Michael studies her intently. "Until now, you've been my guest. You can continue to be just that, live in the annex with no obligations if you wish."
"That's not enough for me," Johanna states decisively.
Michael responds, "You're quite greedy, you know that? Are you ready for your life to change?"
"Yes. My life is always changing anyway, and yes, I want more. If that makes me
greedy
, then so be it."
"Come with me, we'll put that to the test. Fetch Barbara."
Somewhere in the villa's cellar, there's a peculiar room that starkly contrasts with the rest of the mansion. It resembles an ancient bath, featuring an oval, multi-level basin. Columns encircle it, supporting a domed ceiling above. The entire room is covered in green tiles, embellished with elaborate patterns and mosaics. The architectural style evokes the antiquity of Rome, not the Renaissance flair of the villa itself.
As they walk towards it, Michael explains, "During the Renaissance, when this villa was constructed, Roman architecture was incredibly fashionable. Many estates from that period feature a 'Roman ruin' in their gardens, which were actually built from scratch since there weren't enough genuine ruins available. This facility here is one of the rare, truly ancient structures preserved from antiquity. A section beneath the bath is even older. The villa was built over this site, and the architect chose to incorporate the bath within the villa's interior. It's unique. Absolutely wonderful."
Johanna looks around, her eyes wide with wonder. The beauty of the place is breathtaking. Light reflections play across the walls, creating a dance of shimmering patterns. The ambiance is softly illuminated by oil lamps that Barbara is lighting, as there is no electric lighting here.
Barbara joins them, offering a warm smile to both Johanna and Michael. She radiates happiness. If Barbara can find such joy here, then so can I, Johanna muses to herself.
Johanna is eager to soak in this moment. Yet, there's an anticipation of intimacy soon to follow, isn't there? She quells her impatience, trusting that everything will unfold as it should. The three of them begin to undress, placing their garments into a niche in the wall. Johanna takes a moment to admire the graceful forms of both Michael and Barbara.
There's a small pool, about the width of outstretched arms, set in a side alcove.
"For cooling off before the bath," Barbara explains, stepping in and submerging for a minute. Michael does the same afterward. When Johanna steps into the pool, she inhales sharply. The water is icy, no more than four degrees Celsius. Gathering her resolve, she plunges under. Afterwards, the trio warms up in the soothing heat of the main bath.
So, are we going to have sex now, or are we just bathing here? Impatient thoughts once again surface in Johanna's mind. Michael and Barbara are so beautiful, so graceful. Barbara steps out of the water, fetching an amphora which she places on a stone ledge by the wall.
She looks at Johanna, who approaches her. Barbara dips her hand into the amphora, her hand now coated with an oil that smells divine. It carries the scents of anise and ginger, with hints of saffron and a touch of cardamom.
She starts to massage the oil onto Johanna. Johanna also reaches into the amphora, and the two women begin to oil each other up. Barbara's body feels wonderful under Johanna's fingers--soft, warm skin, perfect breasts. They spread the oil into every crevice, even slicking their hair with it. Johanna's mind feels liberated. All impatient or pondering thoughts suddenly vanish.
All
thoughts simply disappear.
Michael joins them. Together, the two women sensually apply the oil to him. Under the touch of their hands, his penis rises to full attention. He sits on the edge of the basin. Barbara, with an elegant movement, positions herself onto him, her back to him. Slowly, with a blissful smile, she guides his shaft into her eager depths. She locks eyes with Johanna, who sits across from them, gently massaging her own intimacy. Barbara lets out soft moans, relishing the ride on his rigid pillar.
After a prolonged ride, Barbara dismounts from Michael. Johanna approaches him and applies a fresh layer of oil to his penis. She lies back, and Michael slides his shaft into her eager cavern. Her mind is blank; everything happens instinctively, without her conscious effort. The sensation is indescribable, a delightful tingling that fills her entire body. His penis moves slowly in and out of Johanna, as she writhes in a sea of pleasurable feelings.
Johanna then sits up. The women generously apply more oil to his member. Barbara stands with her legs spread, bending forward with straight legs, supporting herself on the raised edge of the basin.
Michael positions himself behind her, with Johanna cuddling up to his side, and he aligns his cock with Barbara's anus. Very slowly and carefully, he pushes his cock into her rear, while Johanna massages his balls. Barbara lets out moans of pleasure as he moves his cock within her ass. Johanna squats down, watching closely as he thrusts his long shaft repeatedly deep into Barbara's bowels right in front of her nose.
He pulls his cock out. Instinctively, Johanna opens her mouth, and he slides his cock in. Johanna is so caught up in the moment, as if in a trance, that she doesn't even think about where the cock has just been. In that instant, she tastes nothing unpleasant. She sucks his cock vigorously, which he then plunges back into Barbara's ass. He alternates between her anus and Johanna's eager mouth, with Johanna each time zealously sucking on his pleasure rod.
He pulls away from Barbara, who then applies fresh oil to his penis. Michael lies down on his back. Johanna positions herself over his cock. Barbara holds it steady as Johanna carefully lowers her anus onto the tip. Her anus stretches open. Johanna opens her mouth as if to let out a silent scream. An indescribable sensation fills her rear. Without hesitation, she sits down fully, taking the entire length inside her. His cock is very large, stretching her anus immensely, but there's no pain.
Repeatedly, she lifts her hips only to lower herself onto his cock again. A moan of pure bliss escapes her lips.
Barbara watches closely as the cock slides in and out of Johanna's anus. Johanna lifts off the shaft, and immediately, Barbara takes it into her mouth, pushing it deep inside and sucking eagerly. Johanna turns around to watch Barbara take the cock into her mouth. The cock switches repeatedly between Johanna's anus and Barbara's mouth.
Michael then stands up. Johanna stands in front of him, and he reaches under her buttocks, lifting her with a strong motion. She wraps her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his waist. Barbara presses against her from behind, helping to support her bottom. Together, they gently lower her onto his shaft, which penetrates her pleasure cave. He supports her buttocks with his hands, and she slides slowly up and down on his pole, locking eyes with him. The feeling is beyond words. He sits back down, with her in his lap, his shaft still inside her. Barbara continues to cuddle her from behind. Johanna keeps moving on his pole until an orgasm begins at her tailbone, slowly traveling towards her vulva, rising through her body until it explodes in her head. Simultaneously, Michael ejaculates inside her, and she feels his semen being pumped into her vagina.
After their climax, the three of them relax in the basin. No words are needed. They are content. Johanna is in seventh heaven.
Johanna is happy in the coming days. She feels different since her visit to the ancient bath; she feels like part of a family. Barbara feels much more familiar now.
But what now? Where is her adventure? Johanna is excited--when will it be time? What adventures await her? What secret missions? Will he send her off to distant, forgotten libraries to find the formula for cinnamon ice cream? When will it be time?
Michael sets up an account for Johanna with a weekly allowance. At first, Johanna has some reservations, but then she is happy about the additional independence gained. She uses the first funds to take dance lessons. It's at the same studio where Anna also takes dance lessons, providing the two with a new opportunity to meet.
== Johanna and the Book ==
Johanna stands in what seems to be a blend of a library and a study, two stories tall with a gallery. The room had been locked, and Johanna was surprised that her key had worked here, but now she stands inside. Michael must trust her immensely--the key he gave her has so far unlocked every door. Something that is absolutely not the case for the staff. Has he truly entrusted her with a master key?
