Back to the Present 9

Gritti made his son and the other two monks leave the building, an order he all followed willingly. Then, Lorenzo opened the door of the side room and Gritti said in a surprisingly friendly voice:

»Get out, Aurora!«

The former Mistress reluctantly obeyed, looking anxiously at the row of her friends, all tied up with their legs open, gagged and stark naked. She hadn`t watched what exactly the men had done to them, but the look on their faces told her it hadn`t been pleasant, though none of them seemed to have been hurt.

Aurora was only wearing a sleeveless, knee-length camisole, together with the cloth of her cleave gag still hanging loosely around her neck. Her hair looked disheveled and when she staggered closer to Gritti, it looked as if she was about to faint. Gritti began untying the rag around her neck, caressing her neck as he did so.

»You are still beautiful, Aurora! Too bad you are no longer loyal!«

Aurora stared at him for a few seconds. Then, she spat into his face.

»Loyal! It was you who wanted to send me back to the brothel, just because of – her!«

She pointed at Tabea, but it was clear that her hatred was targeted on Gritti. The Doge wiped her saliva from his cheek and said, sounding a bit absent-mindedly:

»As a man, maybe, I have deserved this – but as a Doge, I have to think of the greater good of the Republic of Venice! Lorenzo!«

The henchman took a rope and tied Aurora`s wrists behind her back, followed by her elbows. The woman ached as she was forced to arch back her shoulders and had to thrust her breasts against Gritti. With a strained expression, she asked:

»So, your special treatment means that you are even harsher to me, Polpetto?«

She literally spat the former pet name. Gritti smiled and took a small knife from the table. He cut the straps of her camisole, but the flimsy material clung to her skin and didn`t fall down. So, Lorenzo yanked it down from behind, rendering her naked. Aurora didn`t stir.

»Lorenzo, I am afraid that my former Mistress is suffering from a bad digestion!«

Without a word, Lorenzo grabbed Aurora`s arm and led her outside. Gritti took the syringe, cleaned the tube with a rag and hot water and then filled it with a mixture of hot and cold water. Then, he followed the others.

»Mph!«

Janika immediately tried to get closer to Tabea sitting next to her. With her hands tied to the opposite elbows, working on her own ties was quite difficult, but perhaps, she could pick on those of Tabea and vice versa. The Black turned towards her and also tried to get closer. Both women felt the presence of their butt plugs as their butts grinded over the cold surface of the floor. Jelena also tried to help in getting free, but when they had just started to pick on the knots, Lorenzo entered. He pulled his dagger and made them bring some distance between each other again. Then, he sat down on the table, looking at them with hungry eyes and grinning.

After some time, Gritti came back, leading Aurora who was staggering and showed an expression of embarrassment. Obviously, she had been given a forced enema, too. Lorenzo washed her with cold water and then, she was placed on the stone table on her belly. Aurora`s legs were tied ankles to knees, but in her case, her arms were stretched and her wrists were also bound to her lower calves, forcing her body into a bow and rendering her quite immobile.

Lorenzo now produced another plug in the shape of a pear, but considerably smaller. Each girl currently had such a thing in her rear; it didn`t hurt, but it felt very irritating and its shape meant that it would not come off easily. Lorenzo greased the plug with some oil and pressed it between Aurora´s buttocks. She moaned and squirmed on the table, trying to get away from him.

In a perfidious game, Lorenzo now directed her towards the edge of the table where Gritti was standing. Aurora finally was only inches apart from his manhood. Gritti took her head between his hands and held her face close to his loins.

»Uuuhmmmm!«

She screamed into the Doge`s crotch as Lorenzo now forced the plug inside her rear. Then, Gritti stepped back, still holding Aurora`s hair and forcing her to look at him.

»You will spend some time with your short time successor. Maybe, just a few days, but maybe, even some years, if the same person will buy you. So, you better get acquainted to each other!«

He turned Aurora, who still was lying on her belly, around whilst Lorenzo came for Tabea. She was tallish and sportive and therefore weighed some 122 lbs., but the man stepped behind her and groped her boobs. Using them as handles, he heaved her upon the table where he made her sit opposite to Aurora who looked up to her with an expression of fear, hatred and embarrassment.

With his hands still on her boobs, Lorenzo forced Tabea to remain in her position whilst Gritti grabbed Aurora`s hair and brought her head between her legs, pressing her face against Tabea`s pubic mound. Aurora protested and shook her head and Tabea felt the hot blows of air as she breathed.

»Just show her what you can do best – except for playing Tavli, I mean!«

Lorenzo chuckled and Tabea stiffened as she felt how Aurora`s face was still pressed against her most intimate area. At the same time, Gritti shoved his hand between Aurora`s legs.

»Let me help you getting in the right mood!«

»Uuuhhmmph! Nnnnngggg!«

Aurora squirmed and screamed into Tabea`s lap and the Black also tried to get some distance between them. But both Lorenzo and Gritti held against them and so, Tabea had to endure the man kneading and massaging her breasts whilst Aurora was coping with being so close to her pussy with her lips and nose.

All the time, Gritti kept on massaging Aurora`s middle, and though his grip on her scalp was vice, his other hand was tender and he knew what he was doing. Tabea could see that he had placed his thumb on the protruding end of the butt plug, playfully pushing it a little deeper whilst she could only assume what his other fingers were doing.

»This bastard sure knows to use his hands!«, she thought involuntarily. Twice, Gritti had forced her to climax against her will and she had to admit that the worst had been the embarrassment afterwards, but not the act itself.

The memory sent a tingle through her loins and Tabea shuddered. She definitely didn`t want to get aroused, but at the same time, she now also felt a growing, pleasant warmth in her breasts and also the plug she had to sit upon felt – well, not unpleasant.

»What is going on with me?«

Tabea gulped and when some of the liquid her gag had been soaked with ran down her throat, mixed with her saliva, she felt its strange taste again. Strange and bitter and sweet at the same time. Like – some opiate!

»Uuhhmmmm!«

Never in her life before had Tabea used stronger drugs than alcohol or an occasional joint, but of course, she had heard about Opium and how it worked. It offered a pleasant, pain-soothing dullness, combined with the most vivid dreams and hallucinations.

She croaked as she realized that she had been drugged, was still getting drugged by the rag in her mouth. However, it seemed that either, something else was mixed to the Opium or that it had more effects than she knew. Whatever it was, it also worked as an aphrodisiac.

»No! I must fight this! I must-«

However, in addition to becoming weaker and less able to concentrate, there was also another voice deep inside her – both meek and terrifyingly reasonable:

»Why fighting it, Tabby? You are helpless and it will happen anyway! Your choice is just whether it will be bad or good!«

Her vanishing sense of reality told her that this was a lie, that it was bad what was done to her and Aurora, but at the same time, the drug more and more took over. Tabea felt her nipples grow hard and when Lorenzo playfully squeezed them, she moaned not just from pain. Her leg muscles relaxed and it felt marvelous to feel the tension go down there. To just let it happen.

As if she had heard it, Aurora also changed her behavior. She less and less struggled and screamed, but instead, she responded to Gritti`s caresses. The Doge was an old fat man and also an unscrupulous asshole, but he also had more than 50 years of experience in being a Ladies` man. Maybe, his »little Doge« had become rather tired, but his hands still knew what to do. He had needed no strength to get his fingers into Aurora`s now wet and hot vagina and when he accelerated his moves, she responded by thrusting her pelvis to feel him more.

At the same time, Aurora had stopped trying to get her face off Tabea`s lap. Though she had only done so once in her life, she knew what she had to do – and how to do it well. She let her lips wander over Tabea`s labia, explored her hot, soft flesh with her tongue and even tenderly bit the other.

Tabea groaned and moved under these caresses, arching forward and shuddering as her clit pressed against Aurora`s teeth, as the touch as almost painful. But as Aurora then pushed her tongue deep inside her, she thrust forward even more and both now found a rhythm that brought them closer and closer to the peak.

Gritti, who watched the growing arousal of his two victims, took care that both girls exploded at the same time. He still pressed Aurora`s face against Tabea`s middle, so the Black`s slippery flesh brushed over her mouth, nose and chin and when she came, she screamed into Tabea`s lap, the vibrations adding to the waves of pleasure.

When the girls had stopped squirming and spasming, both now panting heavily and dripping from sweat and other juices, Gritti looked at the other captives. They had watched the ordeal with fascination and he saw that the opiate already had some effects on them, too. Janika`s cheeks had slightly reddened and her nipples were pointing at him whilst Jelena also seemed to be aroused by what she had witnessed. He loosened the grip on Aurora´s neck and made her look at him. Her face was covered with Tabea`s juices and she was still panting, unable to say anything. He smiled and said:

»Now, who is next you want to get better acquainted to? The little Gypsy or the blonde Amazon?«

***

Since he hadn`t been able to do much, Bela had again and again trained his powers and now, he was sure that he could open a window to the time Janika and the others came from. He still couldn`t explain why it was impossible for him as a man to get through the portal, but he felt that it would not accept him if he tried. However, he now knew that he could open the portal and keep it open for several seconds. It was an exhausting task, but it would allow him to send them back.

He reached for the piece of cloth he kept under his shirt. It was a piece from Janika`s camisole and it still had some of her scent on it. Bela draped the cloth over his face and closed his eyes, concentrating on the beloved Blonde, inhaling the faint fragrance of her body.

Instead of his powers of sending people through time, his ability to sense someone over a spatial distance was either less developed or lacked training, for he could not focus on her exactly. However, he could tell that Janika was alive – even more than that, for he also felt an unspecific, but strong aura of her arousal.

»I hope she`s just thinking of me«, he thought with upcoming jealousy. However, he could also see another image whenever he tried to see Janika in front of his inner eye: the sign of the cross.

Being both a man of science and a magician, Bela wasn`t that strong in his faith, but of course, he knew that a cross meant either Christendom – or death. He felt fear for Janika, but at the same time, her vital signs still were strong (as were the waves of sexual arousal he received from her).

»So, either she has developed a more carnal way of worship than I ever thought it even existed – or she is in danger, though not immediately!«

Bela slowly came to his feet, or rather his foot, as he still could not put much weight on his injured leg. However, with the help of his stick, he could limp short distances and so, he went outside the barn.

Here, under the full moon, the aura of Janika became stronger, allowing him to vaguely sense the direction it was coming from. It was the Doge`s Palace. However, Bela somehow felt that the aura was too weak for coming from a building he could clearly see and that was just a few hundred yards away, though on the other side of the canal.

»Maybe, she`s in the cellar!«

Bela had never been a patient man and now, he felt a growing unrest that made him look around for a way to get to his beloved. He could wake up the friendly owner of the barn and see if he could find someone with a boat to get him to the Piazza San Marco. Or, he could steal a boat.

He felt guilt towards the kind old man, but he knew that he wouldn`t be able to achieve much if he stood in front of the palace, even if he could be sure that Janika was inside its walls. With a boat, however, they would at least have a faint chance of escaping once he had freed her.

So, he carefully limped closer to the place where the old man had towed his small barque. It was a nutshell, some three yards long and it looked as if it was crowded by just one person. But Bela managed to get inside and when he also found the man had forgotten to take the oars with him, he loosened the rope and after a last look if nobody had seen him, he slowly rowed towards the palace, following Janika`s aura.

***

The mystery of the feeling of sexual arousal Bela received could easily be explained: Janika was aroused, despite her attempts to oppress it.

Gritti and Lorenzo had forced Aurora to first please Jelena orally, then her. In both cases, it hadn`t taken the former Mistress long and there hadn`t been too much resistance to be overcome. The drug had had an effect on both Jelena and Janika already and when Aurora had started to kiss and lick their clits and labia, it hadn`t taken long to get them over the brink. Aurora had also been made to cum on each occasion and Gritti had massaged his hand afterwards, complaining about that usually, it was the captive and not the torturer who would suffer physical pain.

For a reason nobody quite understood, Lorenzo had not been allowed to have his way with the girls, except for fondling them when he had forced them to keep their position on the table. However, Gritti had found other ways of further humiliating the girls.

They had started on Aurora, who was totally exhausted from her three orgasms and unlike the others, had not been given the stimulating opiate. Gritti had taken her camisole and dabbed the moist middles of her and the three other girls with it, completely soaking it with sweat and other liquids. Then, he had forced the whole huge wad into Aurora`s mouth, securing it with a rag tied tightly between her lips. Aurora`s eyes had bulged and she had retched at the vile gag, but now, she had been pushed closer to Janika who still was sitting on the table. Both girls had their legs tied in a triangle and they had securely tied their lower legs together so they could not change their position facing each other.

Lorenzo had then freed Janika`s arms, but only to tie them at wrists and elbows, too. They had then adjusted their upper bodies until Janika`s ample boobs and Aurora`s smaller, but still pleasingly sized breasts were touching each other. A rope around both their necks forced them to remain sitting with their upper bodies bent forward. The nooses didn`t block their breathing, but also didn`t allow them to get some distance between their breasts.

Looking around in the room, Gritti had found some more cloths and also some bandages. Under his orders, a gleeful Lorenzo had soaked four cloths first in the opiate and then dabbed the captives` bodies with them. One of these cloths, he had tied over Janika`s mouth and nose and the other had been used on Aurora. Now, they also had to smell their own and the others` arousal on every breath and in addition, the fumes of the drug also reached their lungs.

A long bandage had then been wrapped over the lower half of each girl`s face. The men had used another liquid to soak these bandages before. This liquid was no drug, but a mixture of resin and other ingredients. Soon, it became hard as a rock and even if the captives had had their arms free and been able to use sharp objects, it would have taken them a considerable amount of time to get rid of their gags. At least, these bandages didn`t cover their noses, but just their mouths.

The two men had then arranged Tabea and Jelena in exactly the same way, only they had been left sitting on the floor. Then, they had also got their arms tied at wrists and elbows, their gags had been reinforced by the sullied cloths and a bandage and Tabea and Jelena also had a rope around their necks, forcing them to press their ample breasts against each other. Gritti had patted Lorenzo`s shoulder and ordered:

»Let`s get back, it will be morning soon! I have to arrange their transport!«

Once the men had left, the girls had briefly tried to free themselves, but to no avail. Janika and Aurora were sitting on the table, less than a yard from their friends, but unreachable for them. In addition, no matter how much the four captives squirmed and wriggled, they were unable to reach any knots of their bondage. So, after some energetic struggling, they stopped, massaging their boobs involuntarily as they were panting from the effort.

However, when they sat there, the drug began to work again. The opiate made them feel numb, but not sleepy; it had somehow made them relax and had sharpened their senses at the same time. Tabea was sure that she felt every heartbeat of Jelena in her right breast that pressed against the other`s left. She shifted her position the little she could, feeling a pleasant friction in the tips of her boobs as she did so. Tabea knew that her nipples had grown hard and she could feel that Jelena`s were piercing into her boobs, too.

»Uuuhmmmmm!«

Tabea arched her back and tried to wriggle her hips. She sat directly on her butt plug, causing it to remind her of its presence on every move. Yet, like the touch of Jelena`s boobs, this wasn`t unpleasant. In fact, it was blissful.

She took a deep breath, sensing both the scent of the drug and the aroma of their sweat and arousal coming from the cloth over her nose. Tabea closed her eyes and inhaled both, more and more getting carried away. The sounds Jelena made told her that the girl was feeling similarly.

»Too bad we can`t touch ourselves everywhere!«

A sigh was the only answer to that and Tabea again arched forward, grinding her boobs over her friend`s.

Janika also more and more lost control and gave in to the drug-induced stimulation, but her companion, who had been denied the opiate, was less willingly. Aurora moaned and tried to shake Janika off, but tied as they were, it had the same effect on the blonde as if she had tried to stimulate her even more.

Long hours lay in front of them, but for Aurora, they would be even longer.

***

Once he had reached the Piazza, Bela had gone ashore and walked as close to the Doge`s Palace as he could risk without seeming suspicious. He was just a young man with a stick, but if he came too close, the guards would see him and maybe wanted to know who he was.

He concentrated on Janika`s aura, but though it had become stronger, the signals still didn`t seem as if she was inside the palace. He spotted an old woman who was selling bread and limped over to her. She offered him a bun and Bela gave her one of his two last Scudi.

»Maybe, you can also give me some information, Grandmother!«

He sat down to eat and the old woman, who had heard he was a foreigner, became curious. Bela told her a plausible story about how he had been mugged and injured and only kept a few coins he had hidden inside his mouth from the burglars.

»They have, however, stolen my most precious treasure! My holy relic that I brought from the Holy Land! The left index finger of John the Baptist!«

The woman crossed herself and Bela did the same. He didn`t believe in relics and sometimes, he and his friends had even collected old bones, invented a story around it and sold it to some dimwitted persons. However, the woman seemed to believe him and she also bought it when he told her that his relic had magic powers.

»I can feel it is right there«, Bela said, pointing into the direction from which the aura was coming.

»Can you tell me what lies in that direction?«

The old woman began to rattle down some names of palazzi, churches and other buildings, but Bela only stopped her when she mentioned the island of San Michele.

»The cemetery! Perhaps, the monks will help you in your search – if they have not added your relic to their collection!«

He thanked the woman and limped back to his barque. A cemetery! It would explain why he always saw the image of a cross when he was concentrating on Janika. And since he had no other clue, he could also row towards the island that was just one mile away.

Whilst he did so, he still could not explain why he still could also sense the sexual arousal.

***

Back in his palace, Gritti had ordered to prepare him a bath and now, he was sitting in the hot water, sipping from some sweet wine and thinking about what to do next.

He could not risk keeping Aurora and the other girls in the city. Their clumsy blackmail attempt had told him that someone with more criminal prowess could get in contact with his former Mistress and use her knowledge against him. So, sending her back to the brothel she had come from as he had originally intended wasn`t an option. Sooner or later, one of the clients would recognize Aurora.

He also would not have her killed, though this would have solved the problem one and for all. However, Gritti still had some feelings for Aurora. Not enough to pardon her, but enough to not wanting her to die.

Gritti`s thoughts wandered towards Tabea. The black pearl had been wonderful, but he knew that she wouldn`t have been loyal and also would not have fallen just for a life in luxury. She would have left him as soon as she would have been able to do so, no matter he could still force her to climax against her will.

»Maybe, I am getting too old for that crap and should retire!«

He scoffed, but the word »retirement« rang a bell in his head. Gritti reached for a real bell that was lying on the board on which his wine glass was standing and rang for a footman. Once the man had helped him to get dry and to put on his bathrobe, he sent for Lorenzo and Luigi.

»How long are you in my services now?«, the Doge asked.

»14 years, Your Highness«, Lorenzo answered immediately whilst Luigi took a few moments to calculate that it were 11 years in his case. Gritti placed three glasses on his table, filled them with wine and took one whilst offering the others to his henchmen.

»Maybe, after such a long time, you may search for – other challenges.«

Now, the two men smiled nervously at Gritti. Was he about to fire them? Gritti could almost read their thoughts and smiled:

»Do you remember my palace in Meduna?«

The two men nodded, though only Lorenzo had been there once. Meduna was a small village on the mainland, some 30 miles to the Northwest. The palace Gritti was referring to was rather a slightly bigger house on a little plateau, surrounded by a wall. It was a place where one could hide from the world and Gritti had sometimes joked about retiring to Meduna once he could no longer reign the city and the Counsel.

»The palace now stood empty for a few years and it would be good if someone would keep an eye to the building and repair a few things. Perhaps, it would be even better if someone would live there permanently.«

Luigi looked motionless, but Lorenzo gulped.

»Y-You want to send us – into exile, Your Highness!«

»Of course, to young and ambitious men like you, it may sound like a punishment. But would an annual allowance of 2000 Scudi for each of you make it more tolerable to you?«

Lorenzo`s jaw dropped. 2000 Scudi would be more than enough to live in luxury! Meduna was a hole, but with that amount of money, they could live like squires! However, he concluded that Gritti didn`t make this offer just for nothing.

»As you know, there are still these girls on San Michele. I want you to get them to Meduna tonight. Take some men with you – men without family ties, for they will have to stay at Meduna with you, too!«

The two men nodded. It was one of their duties to be informed about the backgrounds of the palace guards and so, it would be easy to find three or four suitable men. However, Lorenzo still had a question:

»Your Highness, as far as I understood, Your wish is that we keep the women there, out of sight for the time being. But – what else shall we do with them!«

Gritti looked at him until Lorenzo lowered his head. Then, he giggled:

»If you really have no idea what to do with four pretty women, I should better look for other men to do the job!«

After a few seconds, Lorenzo dared to laugh and Luigi joined in. Gritti handed them two heavy leather bags.

»Your first annual rate. Just make sure that nobody outside the palace ever notices these four. But except for that, you are free to pass time with them just as you like!«

Now, only his ears stopped the grin on Luigi`s face. He had seen Tabea in her nude beauty and also Aurora, who was a former Mistress after all. The small Gypsy girl also had a nice set of tits and Lorenzo had told him about the fourth, a tall blonde with big, firm boobs. He poked Lorenzo`s side and the two men nearly forgot to bow when Gritti dismissed them. Once they had reached the door, he called them back.

»Oh, there`s one last thing. Take Fiamma and Ornella with you, too. They are both a bit talkative and so, you should better take care that they keep their secrets to themselves. I hope you can handle two girls more!«

***

»Oh my gosh, I am so horny!«

Tabea giggled into her gag, though at the same time, she was mad with frustration. The opiate had soothed some of her body`s needs – though she was tied up for hours now, she neither felt pain nor did she notice the numbness of her limbs. She also felt no thirst or hunger and no urge to pee. However, her mind was haunted by other urges.

Both some ingredients of the drug and the close presence of the naked Jelena had caused her arousal to boil higher and higher, slowly, but surely. There was the constant rubbing and massaging of her boobs by that of her friend who had, either instinctively or on her own will, now adjusted to her breathing, so both got the most of friction from each breath. Tabea`s breasts were tingling and little waves of pleasure strayed through the tips whilst she felt the two hard knobs of Jelena`s nipples.

Then, there was the plug she was sitting upon. It felt no longer irritating, but good, and by clenching her sphincter and grinding her butt over the floor, she could even intensify the stimulation.

However, there was nothing she could do to get herself over the brink. Tied as she was, Tabea could not touch her pussy and ease the burning desire in her swollen clit and labia. She had even tried to arch back and get her hands under her buttocks and between her legs, but to no avail.

»Uuuhhmmmmmm!«

»Mmhhmmmmmmmmmm!«, Jelena answered, but it wasn`t an attempt to speak or scream, just an expression of her own helplessness. She arched forward, pressing her boobs against Tabea`s. It felt good, but it just added to the fire burning inside her loins, without a chance of extinguishing it.

»Mph! Mph! Mph!«

Above the two girls, still sitting on the stone table, Janika energetically tried to get enough stimulation out of her intimate bondage to get over the edge. It was to no avail, but it frightened Aurora, the only woman who was only slightly under the influence of the drug. Like her companions, she had to breathe through an opium-soaked cloth, but had been spared the drugged gag. So, she was still aware of what was going on.

She had almost got used to the permanent fondling of her boobs by those of the blonde, though she knew that, had they been freed, her nipples would have been as hard and erect as those of the others. Aurora had also accepted the irritating presence of the plug in her rear and she could handle the growing urge to pee, at least for the moment.

Her fears, however, were another thing and now, a very tangible fear had added to that of what Gritti would do with them and what he had had in mind when he had spoken of »organizing a transport«.

Aurora thought that Gritti would send them to the Greek islands Venice still held, most likely, they would end up at a harbor brothel at Corfu. It was an unpleasant fate, but one she was sure she would be able to handle somehow. However, now she was getting closer to imminent danger.

Whilst Janika could not get enough stimulation to find relief, this did not hinder the semi-drugged girl from trying with all her might. And since she was a tall, sportive woman, each energetic thrust of her body pushed both her and Aurora a little closer towards the edge of the table. Sooner or later, they would topple over and land on the floor.

Aurora desperately tried to hold against the blonde. The table wasn`t high, but she would land on her back, or rather her bound arms and with the weight of Janika on top of her, this could cause her arms to break.

»Uuhhmmph! Nnngggg!«, she protested, trying to stop Janika`s frenzy.

»Mph!«, Janika responded and thrust forward again.

***