THE TIME IN MY HANDS – THE BEGINNING OF MY DIARY
(This story and others that will follow it take place in the distant future where time travel has been discovered and used by the rich and powerful of society to satisfy their darkest fantasies. The stories are told in the first person through one of those in charge of controlling time travel)
As I write these first lines of my travel diary, still don’t really know why I’m doing it, a few days ago it seemed like a good idea but as the days have gone by I have been regretting it, after all do not know very well or who are you going to read this diary or at what point in history will you do it and if your reading will not bring consequences. Forgetting my doubts today, I decided to start writing before completely regret it.
The truth is that I do not know very well how to start, consider myself a man of action, an expert in science and technology and I do not feel comfortable with words, so will start by describing today and from there we will see how things progress.
Diary of a Time Traveler – 1st Entry
“The date that marks the calendar that hangs on the wall is June 14, 2005, I’m in my private residence at the Rafaello Palace in the Serene Republic of Venice, my favorite resting place when I have a few days off from my travels in time, look out the window and in front observe the Doge’s Palace presiding over the Plaza de San Marcos that begins to fill up, with visitors to the Sunday Market, the smells of spices from the food stalls, the noise of the cars and the horses arriving at the square lead me to wonder if this picture is very different from the one that the famous traveler Marco Polo would see in his youth.
Time travel? Republic of Venice in 2005? Cars and horses? Do not worry, you have read everything correctly, I’m not crazy nor am I letting myself be carried away by my imagination, keep reading and what you will understand everything: my name is Jess Martin, I’m 26 years old and was born in a small town in Spain in the year 2315, after a childhood without anything remarkable, finished my studies at the university and just after doing it thanks to my excellent grades and extensive scientific and computer knowledge I joined the Travel Control Center to manage time travel.
Don’t worry, I’ll explain everything to you so that you understand it better, in the year 2217 a group of scientists investigating new energy sources discovered some portals that allowed time travel, after years of research to control those portals, the World Union ( which would be the organization equivalent to the UN of the 20th century) saw in these time travel a prosperous business and in the year 2243 allowed anyone to travel in time to enjoy different experiences. That same year the Travel Control Center was created, of which I’m now a part, I’m a mixture of temporary police in charge of ensuring that no one tries to change history and of a maintenance technician who must ensure the correct functioning of the portals.
I’m a member of a select group of people (about twenty) who can travel without restrictions to any point in the past and move without any prohibition among the inhabitants of that time, those unrestricted trips allowed me a few years ago to discover by chance that the portals used for trips they presented many more possibilities that I will not explain at this time.”
There is a knock on the door of the room and I stop writing for a few moments, I give permission to enter and one of the palace slaves appears before me, ‘The young woman is waiting for you in your room prepared as you ordered’.
I dismiss the slave and continue writing the last lines of this first entry in my diary.
“I hope you find this diary interesting and I will try to continue writing later recounting everything that has happened in these years, but now I must go to Rose, a beautiful redhead who awaits me chained naked in the games room that I have built in the palace.”
I close the journal and when go to keep it in the small safe in the room an idea comes to mind, perhaps my readers would like to know some of the benefits that I obtain from my work as a time traveler. I go back to sit at the table and opening the diary begin to write again.
“I have decided to include in this diary the stories of some of the people who have crossed my life in some of the moments of my time travels, and what better way to start with Rose, the redhead that I mentioned a few lines above.
At 19 years old, despite coming from one of the richest and most affluent families of her time, Rose had become one of the main activists in the networks to repeal the laws of female discrimination, her parents hardly gave importance to this fact, they even found it funny until in one of the transmissions of his page Rose declared herself a lesbian and passionately kissed another woman who turned out to be one of her female university professors.
The scandal immediately became the main news in all the media, Rose’s university female professor without the resources of the Rose’s family was fired and sentenced to five years in slavery, Rose was instead acquitted when her lawyer alleged that she had been seduced by the female teacher.
But then Rose’s lucky ended, her parents contacted me with the task of making her disappear forever at any point in history that I wanted as long as Rose received the punishment she deserved for her defiance and for declaring herself lesbian.
Rose went to bed one night in the luxurious room of her parents’ mansion to wake up naked and chained in one of the dungeons of my Palace.
It took me two days to go to see Rose in her dungeon, I had seen several of her internet videos and her thin face framed with her reddish hair in which two beautiful green eyes stood out and small but full lips had caught my attention. When I came down found Rose being bathed by two of my females slaves, they had shaved her pussy and smeared her body with oils preparing her for if I decided to sell her at the auction in the afternoon, I couldn’t help but smile when saw how the young woman responded to the caresses of the slaves girls who, following my orders, did not miss the opportunity to pinch the tits and play with their fingers in the defenseless young woman’s pussy.
I had no decision made regarding Rose, but seeing her body glistening with the oils, my cock made the decision for me, although her small tits and narrow hips made her the perfect pleasure slave girl for some sheikh who could pay me a fortune. I discarded that option right away for her, the money Rose’s parents had paid me to take care of her together with the pleasure I was going to get from enjoying her body compensated for not selling her at the moment.
I ordered the two slaves to go out but not before taking my fingers to Rose’s pussy continuing with the work they were doing, the young woman tried to scream when she felt how the soft and thin female fingers had been replaced by mine, thicker and rougher, but the pleasure it gave her silenced her protests.
‘Your parents have disowned you and have given me a lot of money to make you disappear and sell you to some brothel so that you can be fucked by dozens of men every day, but it seemed a waste to do that, I will keep you for my personal use, I hope you behave well because that can still be your destiny if you don’t,’ I said in Rose’s ear as I made her reach her first slave girl orgasm.’
‘Unfortunately I have a trip to do and won’t be back for a week, until then my females slaves will take care of you and teach you everything you need so that when I return will enjoy all your virginities’
I have returned from that trip that I announced to Rose a week ago a few hours ago and the time I have dedicated to writing these lines is what I have given to my slaves to prepare the young woman for my enjoyment.
I promise whoever is reading this diary to describe in great detail this first night with my new slave girl, although I don’t know when I will.”
Now if I keep my diary in the safe, taking from inside my favorite whip and the marking iron with my emblem that I will use to make Rose the new slave of my Harem.
As I go up the stairs to my rooms remember the words that the main slave of the palace said to me when I asked her about Rose’s training, ‘I assure you Master, that Rose will beg for your cock just so that you will allow her to cum again’, and I can’t stop my cock from getting hard struggling to get out of my pants.