THE TIME IN MY HANDS 4 - ANETTE'S FATE
I wake up with renewed strength after spending the last 24 hours resting in total relaxation with long stretches of sleep, only interrupted by the attentions of two of my slave girls.
As I assumed the Doge's order has turned out to be quite easy to carry out, only a few hours after one of my guards alerted me that everything was underway, a new young woman was in my dungeons waiting to be trained before I handed her over to the Doge.
This speed in completing the assignment will allow me to take a little time to get back to writing in my diary and finish Anette's story; it also gives me material for a future diary entry to be told later.
Diary of a Time Traveller - 4th Entry - Anette's Fate
Although we could have taken the main road through Pompeii to reach the port, I decide to cross it from north to south, passing the foot of the colosseum and the baths, and as soon as the horses step onto the cobbled ground of the city, Anette begins to cry, looking around her. Remembering the feeling I myself had when visiting Pompeii for the first time, I can't imagine what it must feel like for someone who has dreamed all her life of unravelling the still hidden mysteries of this ancient civilisation.
Instead of heading to the port as I had planned, I send two of my men to talk to my contact and we turn towards my villa at the foot of the volcano, as we approach my villa, I can't help but shudder at the sight of the plume of smoke rising from the mouth of the volcano, and even though I know it won't erupt burying Pompeii for another 100 years I can't help but raise a kind of prayer to Mars and Aphrodite.
Although I intend to enjoy Anette and Riaza tonight, as soon as the two young women lie down on the bed in my bedroom while I take a bath, it only takes them a few minutes to fall asleep in each other's arms due to the exhaustion of the trip, when I enter the bedroom and see them, I decide not to wake them up and get into bed next to them, thankful that I have a big bed that can accommodate the three of us.
I sleep the whole night in one go, surely I hadn't realised that like my female slaves I was exhausted from the trip, when I open my eyes, the sun rays come directly through the window, but it's not the sun rays that wake me up, but the kisses and caresses of Anette and Riaza when they start to play with my cock.
Good morning Master;' the two beautiful slaves say to me smiling, 'We have allowed ourselves to wake you up;' they both add smiling before continuing to attend to my cock.
Although I am glad they are getting along so well, this raises serious questions for me about the decisions I will have to make in a few months regarding both slaves, but that will be another day, today I prefer to enjoy them without worries.
'Sit on my face;' I order Riaza.
And you, I want you to impale your ass on my cock;' I then order Anette.
Anette is helped by Riaza to stand up and position herself on my cock, after these days of travelling without using any anal plugs, her ass is once again very tight and she has difficulty inserting my cock, Riaza helps her by spreading her buttocks with his hand as he pushes her down, as soon as the head of my cock pierces her anal ring, Anette slowly drops down until she is sitting on my pelvis.
Riaza sits on my face facing Anette and while they kiss and play with her tits I start playing with my tongue on the young Egyptian girl's pussy looking for her clit; the game goes on for half an hour, Riaza is the first to orgasm, followed by Anette, and finally me, who unloads my cum inside Anette's ass.
For the rest of the day I let Anette, accompanied by two of my guards, wander the streets of Pompeii, while Riaza makes certain preparations that I have entrusted to her. While my slaves are having fun, I am busy inspecting the fifty or so young women that my contact at the port has sent for their next sale as slaves.
As usual the quality of the girls sent is excellent, most are Persian, Egyptian or Nubian, although there are also several Hispanic and even a couple of Carthaginian girls of noble origin, barely half a dozen are virgins, Alexander's pirates like to enjoy their catch.
As I inspect the special goods that my contact has sent me and which I keep isolated from the rest, I wonder again how he manages to acquire them without anyone noticing their disappearance, in this case Claudia and Flavia, two sisters from Ostia and Irelia, a young woman from Capua; although I hit the jackpot when I open the last cell and discover Talia, the youngest daughter of the Magistrate Plubius himself, 'acquired' while travelling to Rome.
After inspecting all the girls again, I decide to keep a Persian and a Nubian as slaves for my villa in Pompeii, and another Egyptian girl very similar to Riaza to send to Capua, and finally I order Talia to be taken up to my bedrooms to enjoy some time with her before deciding what to do with her.
As I leave the warehouse where the girls are, I begin to hear their screams as they are branded as slaves, normally I sell the slaves unbranded so that their new owners can brand them as they wish, but selling them in Rome itself, I prefer them to bear my brand and let everyone know where they came from.
As soon as I see me, the foreman informs me that Anette has returned, and that she, Riaza and Talia are waiting in my bedrooms.
Following my orders, Anette and Talia have been tied face down to marble tables, and Riaza is already working on their bodies with the tattoo needles, I look at Talia's back, where you can already see the complete 'Flower of Aphrodite' in silver and black at the base of her back and a silver triskel at the base of her neck, while Anette already has the triskel tattooed on her neck although in gold tones and she still doesn't have her Flower of Aphrodite complete.
Both slaves are gagged while Riaza works on them, first I remove the gag from Talia who starts screaming at me in tears, 'I know you and you will pay for this when my father finds out;' she screams at me over and over again.
I ignore her and remove the gag from Anette, although I see her tempted to scream at me, she holds back and keeps silent.