Chapter 22
It was three o'clock PM and slowly we made our way through the moonless 
night. There were the usual four of us, Nina, Sabine, Fritz and myself. We 
had trained for almost a week for this night and now we just hoped that we 
were ready for it. Even though we had flashlights we didn't dare to turn 
them on but had to rely on Fritz who walked first to warn us if there would 
be an obstacle in the way. We didn't expect one because we had made a very 
thorough reconnoiter and knew the way to the monastery by heart.
Suddenly we heard Fritz mutter something that could be interpreted as a 
dirty word and I understood that he had reached the wall and I carefully 
made my way up to him.
"Do you know exactly were we are?" I whispered.
"Not yet. I'll look, feel, for the stone now. It must be this way," he 
whispered back and I heard his voice trail off a little as he moved along 
the wall. "No, must have taken the wrong way. Yes here it is!"
We had been here the previous night and when we lay a stone directly under 
the point of the wall were I would aim when I threw the hook up and 
hopefully made it stick. I had to take four big steps out from the wall and 
from there throw the hook up. I warned the other and heard them walk away, 
swung the hook in wider and wider circles and then I let go. With a light 
grip on the rope I could feel that it ran out smoothly. For a while I 
thought I had succeeded at my first try but then I heard a clatter as the 
hook fell down along the stonewall. I wound up the rope in my hand and 
tried again it wasn't until my fifth try that the hook connected. I called 
Fritz over since he was the first to climb the rope, secure a rope-ladder 
and throw it down so that the rest of us would be able to get up with all 
the equipment we carried.
A short while later the end of the ladder landed on the ground and Nina 
started to ascend and when we heard a low hiss Sabine started her journey 
upwards and then it was my turn and soon we stood at a balcony that run all 
along the wall and caught our breath. While we stood there all breathing 
rather heavy I took the opportunity to look around. There were light on in 
a couple of windows, most of them on the ground floor but some were 
scattered all over the wall so it was obvious that not everyone was asleep 
even if we had hoped that they were. As we walked along the balustrade we 
kept as close to the wall as we could, we didn't know how wide it was and 
of course didn't want to fall down, it was after all about eight to ten 
meters down.
After a slow walk for twenty meters we could feel that the surface changed 
shape.
"Wait," Nina whispered and we heard her take her rucksack off and rummage 
in it and shortly thereafter we heard a soft 'click' and a thin beam of 
light shoot out onto the floor for a few seconds, long enough for us to see 
that we had reached a staircase. We walked down it and soon we stood on the 
courtyard, pressed against the wall.
"I think it is my turn to have a look around," I whispered, put my rucksack 
on the ground and walked across the yard to the nearest lit window. I 
peeked inside and saw a monk sitting by a table reading a book by 
candlelight. No one else was in the room so I continued along the wall till 
I came to a door. I pressed down on the door handle and the door opened. I 
took a peek inside and saw a long hallway sparsely lit before I closed the 
door and went back to the stairs were my three companions waited for me. I 
told them about the door and we decided that we should try and see were it 
led too.
I entered first and held the door for the others and when we came into the 
light I found it funny to see three rucksacks float in the air and I had to 
smile despite the graveness of the situation. We were after all on 
unfamiliar ground here. We didn't know if this actually was the place were 
the other Timetraveler lived, nor did we know if he, or she, was a violent 
person and what means he would take if we were discovered.
We followed the hallway to a large room from which several doors left as 
well as one stair the went up and another that led down.
"Were do you think it would be most likely that he hid a Time Machine," 
Fritz asked in a whisper. "On a topfloor or in the cellar?"
"Cellar!" the rest of us chorused.
"OK, cellar it is then," Fritz said and I saw his rucksack float away to 
the stairs that led downwards. The rest of us followed, me at the back. At 
the foot of the stairs their was a small room with three doors. I walked 
over and opened the one the was to the left and looked in. There was a row 
of doors that led into cells, swiftly I walked down and looked inside every 
door and inside every cell there lay a person on a bunk. If there were 
prisoners there had to be a warden. I told the others to look out for the 
warden and opened the door in the middle. This was also full of doors that 
led into cells. Maybe we had been mistaken about the purpose of the castle. 
Maybe it wasn't a monastery but a prison.
Fritz had followed me inside while the women sat down and rested while they 
could.
"Do you think this is a prison and not a monastery?" I asked Fritz.
"Everything we saw earlier suggest that it is a monastery," he said.
"But why all the prisoners then?"
"I really don't know. Maybe it is something they do on the side. You know 
convert the sinners."
"We could free them."
"I don't think so. We don't know why they are here. They could all be 
murderers as far as we know and in that case we don't want to let them 
loose on the public, do we. But it can be used as a back up, if everything 
goes wrong we could free them. Maybe that would give us time enough to get 
away."
Behind the last door there were also a row of doors but these weren't 
prison doors. These were ordinary doors. Maybe a little more sturdy. I 
walked over to the first one and opened it slowly and peeked inside. It was 
some sort of torture-chamber! Thankfully it was empty but a lot of hideous 
tools were laying everywhere and I shivered just thinking about the poor 
devil that was subject to this apparatuses. Fritz must have looked over my 
shoulder because I could hear him curse silently. Someone pushed me aside 
and then I heard Nina murmur her disgust and Sabine thereafter.
"Let's have a look in the other rooms too," Nina said anxiously. We spread 
out and opened doors as we went, all of them were empty and I silently drew 
a breath of relief at that. It was me who opened the last door and suddenly 
I was staring straight at a spread vagina! Due to the fact that was a 
extremely unexpected sight it took me a while to realize what it was I was 
looking at and then I let my eyes travel a little higher, along a woman's 
body, noticed the high breasts and the face. I took a step inside and I saw 
that it was a young girl that lay with her legs spread wide by a y-shaped 
table, her arms almost straight up above her head.
"Oh my god!" I heard Sabine moan as she saw the figure on the table.
"I don't think that this girl can be a murderess," I whispered to Fritz.
"Me neither."
"Shall we free her? We must!"
"OK. But it will cause a lot of trouble. Were will she go when she's 
freed?"
"Home with us, if she want's to and I think any place would be better then 
this."
"OK. I can see that it is some sort of mechanical rack," just as Fritz said 
this a clonking was heard and the girl moaned a longstretched moan and we 
could see how the 'y' widened and her legs were forced another centimeter 
apart, her arms were stretched even further up. "I wonder how long 
intervals there is between each... stretch?"
"I don't think she cares, I know that I don't."
Suddenly I couldn't stop myself if it was that I thought it would take her 
mind off her obvious pain or if it was sheer egotism I don't know even 
today but I stretched out and let my finger lightly as a feather stroke the 
length of her spread pussylips. She tried to jerk but the muscles in her 
body was so tightly stretched that it was impossible. Her eyes that till 
know had been closed tightly flew open and she tried to look down between 
her legs. As she couldn't raise her head which was secured to a headboard 
with a leatherstrap, she didn't have any good view. She would only have 
seen our rucksacks even if she had been able to look down properly.
"I'll se if I can stop the mechanism," Fritz volunteered.
"I'll hold her hand, showing her that she's not alone," Nina said.
"Wait! Take off your rucksacks first, we don't want to scare her to death 
know when rescue is so close and Sabine you keep an eye out for anyone 
coming this way."
Soon three rucksacks stood by the side of the door and the forth hovered in 
the doorpost.
Suddenly the girls eyes looked askance towards her hand and I understood 
that Nina had gotten into position and now was holding the girl's hand. 
This left me without anything to do so I concentrated on the defenseless 
pussy in front of me. Again I reached out and stroked my finger along the 
slit, it was dry and I imagined that it couldn't be any comfortable state 
for it to be in. I didn't have any time between thought and deed as I bent 
my head down and lapped the dry pussy. A moan escaped the girl's throat 
again. Another lick, another moan but my tongue drew some wetness to the 
dryness and even some taste to my taste buds. A fresh seawater taste mixed 
with some urine and when I glanced down at the floor I could see that it 
was a little damp and understood that she had pissed on it. This made me 
wonder how long she had been tied to this mechanism.
Soon I was lapping the cunt as a kitten would lap milk out off a platter 
and she got wetter and wetter. I stopped for a while and looked up at her. 
She lay there with her eyes closed. Her tongue flicked over her dry lips.
"Water," I whispered to Nina.
I heard the clinking of porcelain and understood that Nina was looking 
through the pots that stood on a table by the wall and then one pot floated 
through the air, leaned over the girls face and a few drops of water 
dripped down on her dry lips. She licked the drops eagerly and then another 
couple of drops fell on her tongue as she stretched it out to get to a 
little wetness on her upper lips. All the while her eyes remained shut. I 
don't think she dared to look up risking the dream go away.
I started my licking again it seemed to do the trick in soothing her and as 
soon as my tongue found the little clit her eyes again shot open and when 
she saw the floating pot just centimeters away from her face she cried out. 
I saw the impression of Nina's fingers as she pushed down on the girls 
mouth.
"Sch," she hissed and with eyes so full of fear that I almost wept she just 
stared out into space.
Suddenly I could see how the 'y' snapped back the centimeter that it had 
stretched a moment ago. Again the girl moaned if it was because the relief 
or my licking I don't know. A while later the 'y' again gave a centimeter 
and it was rewarded by another moan. Again it coincided with me finding her 
clit which had swelled up quite noticably. I lifted my head and took 
another look at the pussy in front of me. The hair was black, so black that 
it almost shimmered of blue in the dim light. The mound was high and 
covered by the hair completely but not thicker than you could see the skin 
underneath. The inner lips were so thin that I had missed them at my first 
inspection and the lay so close to the fat outer lips that they almost 
seemed to be part of them.
Her stomach was flat and taut maybe because the position she was in, her 
navel deep and narrow, her breasts couldn't resist standing straight up 
even if she was stretched almost as much as a human body could bear. Two 
small nipples in oval aureoles, dark red as the surrounding. Firm jawline 
and well defined chin, full, red lips a long straight nose and I had 
noticed earlier that her eyes were brown. All in all she wasn't anything 
like any of the women in our two families. As I looked at her she moaned a 
little again for no obvious reason.
"Robert," Nina hissed.
"Yes dear?"
"Have you stopped - molesting her?"
"Molesting?" I asked innocently.
"Darling, I know you and I know what the Machine does to ones hormones. So 
whatever you did to this poor child keep doing it. She forgot her pain for 
while when you did - I think I know what - to her."
Now with the blessing from my wife I could pay the victim my undivided 
attention and I went to work again.
Slowly, too slow for my liking, the 'y' closed centimeter by centimeter and 
with each little slackening of her stretched body the girl moaned a little 
moan of relief. It must have been ten minutes later when the gap between 
her legs had narrowed much enough for her to rise her ass off the wooden 
surface to meet my attacking tongue and after that her little ass bounced 
up and down in eager wantonness her moans of relief mixed by now with moans 
full of lust and my own lust build up as well. I stood and aimed my cock to 
the target and I put the tip of it against her spread cunt. Her eyes were 
shut close and while I slowly let my cock enter the tight, but very wet, 
cunt her moans altered and took shape and I could make out a few words.
"Mon dieu. Oh mon dieu," she gasped as my cock spread her cunt apart and 
judging by the tightness it was the first time anything had been inserted 
in it. Her hips lay absolutely still on the table while I slowly worked 
myself deeper and deeper inside and when I after a long while was totally 
buried in her she sighed a little sigh and her eyes slowly opened. She 
again looked around her, trying to look down her body.
"Can't you get the head-bond off her?" I whispered to Nina.
"Not yet. It's connected to the rack so it will take another couple of 
centimeters, but it's getting close so you better hurry," she added a 
little sarcastically.
"Doing my best dear, doing my best."
I heard a little sarcastic snigger at this and the girls eyes tried to 
focus on the person standing beside her.
"Oooh mon dieu," she repeated over and over again as I started to thrust in 
her. I don't think that I had made more then about a dozen thrusts when I 
felt how her pussywalls closed down on my hard shaft and even more wetness 
made her cunt so slippery that it overflowed and ran down between her 
spread asscheeks. I wasn't worried that her moans would attract any 
attention by themselves, whoever heard them must think that it was because 
the machine was doing its work on her. What could have been a source of 
worry though was the rather strong musky smell that started to fill the 
room. At almost the same time as the chains that stretched her body 
slackened my own climax came rushing though my cock and I erupted inside 
her and she wailed so loudly that Nina had to put her hand over her mouth 
to stifle the cry. I was too preoccupied by the tingling sensation of my 
orgasm and the girl's cunt dancing around my cock to pay any attention to 
this. I just noted it in passing.
As soon as the cry had silent Nina started to undo the girl from her 
shackles starting with her head and then the arms. I thought that the girl 
would let her arms down by her side as soon as they were freed by she let 
them stay in the same position. Nina must have seen this because I saw one 
arm slowly being lifted and pushed down by her side, at the first movement 
of the arm the girl cried out again, this time not in lust but in agony. 
The muscles and the joints must have been stretched to their limit when we 
arrived and was no aching so badly that she couldn't move them.
I understood that the same would apply to her legs and maybe even worse 
because they had been forced out so I loosened the chain around her left 
leg first, then I slowly massaged her hips, making the tension go away and 
the blood again flow. After a while I freed her other leg and massaged that 
too for a while and by now Nina had her arms down by her side. I saw that 
she flexed her hands to get some life back into them.
"We have to search for the Machines," I suddenly heard Fritz voice by my 
ear. "Let the women take care of her."
"Let's move her into another room first. That way if anyone comes down to 
check on her they may be fooled into believing that she has fled and will 
search outside first."
With the help from all four of us we moved her to the room opposite and lay 
her on the floor and the women started to work on her. She lay almost at 
attention with her arms straight down by her side and her legs tightly 
pressed together.
Fritz and I got our rucksacks and went on our search for the Machines.
"Were do you think they could be hidden if they are not down here?" I 
asked.
"I don't know. Let's have a look around."
"Shall be split up or go together?"
Fritz thought about that for so long that I was just about to ask the 
question again.
"It has its advantages both ways. If we stay together we'll be safer but if 
we split up we'll be quicker. I think quicker wins. I don't like it here."
"Me neither. Split we'll do then. I'll go outside and you can take the 
first floor, shall we meet in... what, ten minutes by the stairs?"
"OK, ten minutes will get us enough time to look around. Don't do anything 
on your own."
"That goes for you too."
I walked around the building, which was a little closer to the back wall 
than to the front wall, to see if there was any shed or building that could 
hide the two Machines. We had to assume that Fritz Machine was here as 
well. The only other building I could see, besides the stables, was a 
chapel. I peeked inside it and saw that it was empty and let it at that. 
The ten minutes had passed and I went back to meet Fritz. I had to wait for 
him for a couple of minutes. He came down the big stairs and saw my 
rucksack and went up to me.
"Nothing," he said laconically.
"Nothing," I answered.
"Can we really be that wrong?"
"It seems so."
"No sheds no nothing?"
"No nothing, well there is a chapel... You don't think...? What better 
place to hide something from nosy monks than the chapel? It must be there!"
"Yes! Lets go over there at once."
"Wait. We have to get the women into safety first. It'll only take a couple 
of minutes," I almost begged.
"Yes. Yes, sorry I got a little too exited."
"No problem. I know how you feel. I want to get to the bastard too."
We went down to the women and when we opened the door the girl looked at it 
with the sheerest fear in her eyes that I had ever seen in a human.
"Sch, sch, it's OK," the women must have noticed it too because both of 
them talked a soothing voice at the same time. "It's only Fritz and 
Robert."
"We're here to get you of here," I said as soothingly as I could. "Does she 
understand English?"
"No. We have talked a little to her in French but she isn't very 
communicative."
I thought that I knew her better than anyone else, I had after all fucked 
the poor girl, not poor girl because I had fucked her but because of what 
she had suffered, so I walked up to her. Her frightened eyes never let my 
rucksack out of her sight. I knelt down beside her.
"It's OK. Everything is going to be OK. I am Robert," I said to her and 
took her hand in mine and mimiqued Jane's action when she introduced her to 
Tarzan, repeating "My name is Robert," as I laid her hand on my naked 
chest.
She looked at me, my rucksack and tears welled up and overflow in her eyes.
"Robear," she said in French. "Mon petit frere, pouvre Robear."
I didn't get what she said but repeated the action and the words and this 
time Sabine translated the words for her.
"Charlotte," she suddenly said.
"I asked her what her name is," Sabine explained.
"So Charlotte, do you want to get out of here or what?"
I took her hand and drew her up on her feet. She winced a little as she 
stood on a little unsteady legs.
"I wonder if she's strong enough to climb down the rope-ladder," I 
expressed my worry.
"It is obvious that you are a lucky guesser when it comes to women," Nina 
said with a little giggle. "We manage more than you could ever imagine. We 
are after all designed to give birth."
"Let's hope that you are right and get the three of you out of here."
"I'm not going anywhere without you two," Sabine protested, I think Nina 
saw the logic in my proposal.
"Robert's right, Sabine," Fritz calmly said. "The two of you must make sure 
that Charlotte get to the Machine safely. Maybe she can climb down but the 
walk will be hard after that and we don't have time to help you. We must 
get to the Machines."
"Sorry. You're right. Let's go then."
At first Charlotte's legs wobbled a little hither and dither but by the 
time we had reached the top of the stairs she walked almost naturally even 
if she winced a little at times. As we sneaked down the hall we pressed 
ourselves against the wall, now when we had Charlotte with us it was much 
harder to move as she was visible but we managed go over the courtyard and 
the stairs without detection, not that there were anyone to detect us. We 
paused for a while when we reached the rope-ladder to let Charlotte get her 
strength back. While we rested I turned her towards it, lit my flashlight 
quickly so she saw what was expected from her. She jumped as the light 
flashed and quickly made the sign of the cross and mumbled something but 
when I flashed the light again she saw what I meant for her to see and she 
nodded her head.
Sabine asked her something and I could just see that she nodded her head in 
agreement.
"I think she's as ready as she can be," Sabine said.
"Off you go then. The strongest of you go first, I think that is Nina, and 
help her if she gets into trouble."
I saw the rucksack climb over the wall and then I pushed Charlotte 
indicating to her to follow, she looked both frightened and determined when 
she climbed up on the wall and swung a leg out and stepped on the first 
rung and then she disappeared and was followed by Sabine.
"Be careful," she whispered as she climbed down.
We didn't wait to see how they managed but hurried over to the chapel. We 
got inside and walked down the aisle without any trouble. There was nothing 
suspicious about the chapel so far.
"We have to look behind... What is it? The altar?"
"Yes, I think it is a choir."
"Well it is a room so let see what it hides."
We went into the room and saw that there was a door on the other side of 
it. We opened that too and looked at the Machine! Not Fritz' though. 
Another. Different in every aspect. This one was a room inside the room.
"Yes!" Fritz hissed. "We found it! We really found it." As he spoke he went 
up to it, found the door and opened it and disappeared inside. "Ours are 
better," I heard him decide. "This looks so... cruel. Nothing here that 
suggests that...," he quieted and I had to join him to see what he was 
talking about. I immediately saw what he meant when I stepped inside. This 
was a very primitive version of a Time Machine. Even more simple than the 
once we used as one-way-transporters. There was no chance in hell that this 
one could have traced down Fritz!
"There has to be another," I said astonished. "There just has to be. This 
looks more like our onewayers."
"Yes, unless... Maybe this is just a... You know, someone who is helping 
the real crook. Someone who actually is from this time and have been 
corrupted to help out."
"Yes. I think you are right. Do we leave it as it is or what?"
"I think so. Nobody knows what have happened here tonight. The girl, 
Charlotte, could have been helped by someone to escape, and we could keep 
this place under surveillance for a while and see if we can learn more."
"OK, let's get out of here then. I want to take the women back as soon as 
possible."
Soon thereafter we joined the women by the Machine. The waiting hadn't done 
Charlotte any good. She looked just as frightened as she had earlier and I 
really felt sorry for her.
"I don't know what to do with her. She's crying all the time and she acts 
as if we were dangerous," Nina complained.
"We've got to get her out of here," I said thinking fast. "Hi Charlotte," I 
said, addressing her directly for the first time.
"Robear?"
"Yes, it's me, Robert."
This seemed to calm her a little and this gave me an idea.
"Maybe I should come back and get her in my visible sate," I suggested.
"Well, anything to get her to calm down would be good. But how you would be 
able to get her calm, visible or not is beyond me," Nina teased.
"You just wait and see. Is this OK with you Fritz?" I asked and when he 
agreed and asked Sabine the same and she too agreed that it would be worth 
a try.
I hurried into the Machine, went back, turned the switches necessary and 
was back in a few minutes. As I stepped out of the Machine again I suddenly 
realized that I had forgot to get dressed and was now standing in front of 
this young girl completely naked! If anything this sight made her look even 
more frightened.
"It's OK Charlotte," I said.
"Robear? Evou," she said, or something like that.
"Yes, it is me, Robert," I repeated and I hadn't more than said this before 
I had my arms full of this naked, beautiful girl.
"Oh Robear, Robear," she wept against my chest.
"It's OK, everything's going to be all right," I whispered as I stroked her 
hair soothingly. "I think we missed something here," I said to the others. 
"I think we need a woman as well as me to really calm her down. Why don't 
you all go and change and come back for us?"
I saw the rucksacks disappear into the Machine and I was left alone with 
Charlotte, not long enough for my liking though. It wasn't more than a 
minute before they came back and three nude people stepped out. Charlotte 
who had looked up as the 'whooshing' of the Machine was heard cried out, 
not in fear as much as in surprise at the sight of two naked women and a 
naked man.
"We have to go home now," I said softly to her and led her by the hand 
inside the Machine and she entered it very hesitantly looking suspiciously 
around before she took another step. When we were inside the workshop and 
was getting dressed I gave her my shirt and helped her into it and it 
covered her enough to walk the distance home. I noticed that she looked 
suspiciously at the streetlights and the tartan paved street as we walked 
the short distance.
Everyone made big eyes as they saw what we brought back with us and 
Charlotte again looked very scared, I think both at the surrounding as well 
as at the amount of people and she didn't calm down until she saw Adam. It 
was as if the sheer presence of the baby and me taking him in my arms made 
more to get her calm than anything we could have done. Yet we did insist 
that she should drink the large whisky that was presented to her. I 
together with Helga, whom she for any reason unknown had taken a liking to 
at once, led her into our bedroom and lay her down, patted her on the 
cheek, kissed her softly and closed her eyes and before I had turned around 
she was asleep. Of course we had to relate what had happened to all the 
wives but we couldn't answer their questions about why and how she had 
gotten into the situation in which we found her.
Anita, Nina, Chris and Adam made temporary quarters in the livingroom and 
let Charlotte and me and Helga occupy the big bed by ourselves. We thought 
that if she was to wake up during the night she would be comforted by the 
presence of me and Helga. I heard her moan several times during the night 
and she was still fast asleep when Sabine came into the bedroom with two 
cups of coffee for Helga and me.
"I'm warming some soup for Charlotte," she said in a half-whisper. "But I 
think we'll let her sleep till she wakes up."
The words hadn't more than crossed her lips before Charlotte stirred, 
moaned and opened her eyes. She looked around, bewildered and again I saw 
the fear well up in her eyes. I softly stroked her cheek and Helga took her 
hand and slowly the fear disappeared but a worried look remained. She tried 
to sit up but with a moan she fell back onto the pillow.
"I think we bought some liniment when we organized the first-aid box," 
Helga said. "I get it if you organize the soup," she added to Sabine.
Both women were back soon and when Charlotte saw and smelled the soup her 
eyes lit up and I could see that she swallowed hungrily. Again she tried to 
sit up but again she fell down with a moan. I reached under her shoulders 
and held rose her slowly and held her in a half-sitting position while 
Sabine slowly fed her. The soup disappeared fast and she was looking for 
more and with a big smile Sabine got her seconds.
"Mm, merci," Charlotte said when she finally was full. She looked curiously 
at my cup and sniffed the air a little and I held the cup to her mouth and 
she took a sip of the black brew and almost spat it out again. A shiver of 
disgust ran through her body and we all laughed at her.
"Don't worry, soon you will not be able to live without it," Helga said. 
"Now lie down and let us get some of this stuff onto you."
I let her down on the pillow and Helga drew the sheet off her and as soon 
as she realized that she was naked a blush spread all over her body but she 
endured it even if she lay a little stiffly on the bed. As soon as the 
bottle was opened the fear again appeared in her eyes. I took the bottle 
and poored a generous amount into the palm of my hand and smeared it over 
my arm. It stung a little but Charlotte seemed to calm down and let Helga 
work it onto her. She even sighed a little contentedly as Helga massaged 
her arms.
"You can both help shaking loose her muscles while I work on her legs," 
Helga said to Sabine and me.
Charlotte giggled a little and moaned a little at the feeling of us shaking 
her arms. Soon the front was done and we turned her over on her stomach and 
for the first time I had the opportunity to see her little butt. It was 
mouthwatering round and high. The small of her back was curved in a 
delightful curve and the back was thin and long, you could see that she was 
a rather strong girl because she had very finely defined muscles on her 
shoulders which weren't the usual round female shoulders, hers was more 
broad as a young man's but very attractive.
She fell asleep again while Helga massaged her back and didn't even stir 
when she reached the two halfglobes of her ass.
Silently we tip-toed out of the room, leaving the door open.
The whole colony were seated around the kitchen table and looked 
expectantly at us when we entered.
"She'll live," Helga declared. "She very tired and sore but I think she'll 
be up and about soon."
It was well after noon before we heard some stirring in the bedroom and I 
went over to check and saw that she had managed to crawl up and sat leaning 
against the wall with the sheet held close around her upper body.
"Goodmorning," I smiled. "Are you feeling better?"
She looked at me as if she didn't understand a word, which she probably 
didn't.
"Wait a minute I'll get you some clothes. I think you are about the same 
size as Chris." I turned my head and called for Chris and soon she stood by 
my side. "Can you lend Charlotte some clothes?"
"Sure," she looked the girl over and went to the closet and came back with 
a t-shirt, a pair of silk undies, a pair of white socks and a pair of 
jeans. "Wouldn't it be better to let her take a shower first? She really 
stinks from that stuff you smeared on her last night."
"I think what she needs first of all is food," I hadn't thought about the 
sanitary thing. "Maybe she can use the robe and after she's eat you can 
show her the facilities in the bathroom."
"OK, dad.
She went to the closet again and got the old robe.
"Sorry, this is all we have," she smiled at Charlotte as she handed her the 
robe. "Come on," she said and held out her hand for Charlotte as soon as 
she got the robe on.
As soon as we entered the kitchen there was made room for her and she 
started to sit down graciously but her mistreated muscles couldn't handle 
it and she just dumped down on the chair with a little moan. Helga 
immediately started grilling a big beef with french fried and a tomato-
salad which soon stood in front of Charlotte and with an embarrassed smile 
she wolfed down the meal a glass of milk suddenly appeared in front of her 
and she drank it in big gulps. I don't think it took her more than ten 
minutes to get it all down. After the meal she started to look around at 
the people around the table and Helga made the introductions, pointing out 
the person as she said the name and Charlotte smiled a shy smile and 
repeated the name to each. The last to be introduced to her was Adam who 
lay in Nina's lap and played with his fingers. She smiled a wide smile at 
him and repeated his name and smiled again as if she knew something we 
didn't know.
"Come," I said to Charlotte and helped her up from the chair. "You can't 
sit on this hard chair, let's sit on the couch instead."
I led her into the livingroom and placed her on the couch and Helga was 
there with a cushion and put it down so her lower back rested against it.
"Merci," she mumbled and smiled her smile in gratitude.
She sat there and looked curiously around. I could clearly see that there 
were a lot of things which didn't was. The TV she looked at for a long time 
and her eyes lit up when they fell on the bookshelf.
We all behaved as we usually do when we sit together, that is the women 
talking and Fritz and me listening and answering direct questions and once 
in a while we were dragged into some lighthearted dispute. Charlotte seemed 
to enjoy the whole thing and she smiled happily when there was an outburst 
of discussion and her eyes shone when everyone engaged in it shortly 
thereafter again were the best of friends.
"I think it's been long enough since she ate so you can help her to the 
bathroom now," I told Chris who immediately stood and gestured for 
Charlotte to come with her. I saw the difficulty she had by getting up so I 
helped her and supported her to the bathroom were I left them alone. Soon I 
heard a shriek and then a happy laughter.
They stayed in the bathroom for ages but finally I heard Chris call for me.
"Daddy! Can you help me!"
I rushed to the bathroom fearing the worst but when I saw Charlotte shining 
pink by the scrubbing Chris later informed me she had given her. She had a 
towel wrapped around her and she shyly lowered her eyes as she saw me 
looking at her without being able to hide the lust I felt for her.
"I even helped her wash her pussy," she blushed a little as she said that. 
"But I had to pee first before she understood what to do in it. The poor 
girl must have had a bladder that was on the verge of exploding!"
I helped them into the bedroom and sat her at the edge of the bed and Chris 
got the clothes she had picked out earlier and handed them to Charlotte who 
looked at the stuff as if she had never seen clothes before.
"Wait, I'll help you."
First she undid the towel and blushing Charlotte sat naked on the bed. I 
did nothing to hide the fact that I was looking at her and she did nothing 
to hide herself from my eyes. Chris started with the socks and Charlotte 
watched her with big eyes and when she drew the flimsy panties up over her 
smooth legs she blushed a little but lifted obediently on her butt when 
Chris motioned for her to do it. Next the t-shirt was drawn over her head 
and she giggled a little embarrassed when she looked down and saw that her 
nipples were very clearly seen poking at the material. The jeans was a 
little harder to get onto her but with my help and a little struggle they 
too was on her.
"Help me get her up," Chris said and with the help of the both of us 
Charlotte soon stood on a little wobbly legs. Chris led her to a full 
length mirror and showed her how she looked. She laughed a little at her 
appearance, lifted her feet a little and looked at the socks, stroked her 
hand over the soft material in the t-shirt and even cupped her high breasts 
a little and with a wondering smile she examined the jeans. She slowly 
tuned and tried to look over her shoulder but her muscles were too sore for 
that.
"Wait," Chris said, disappeared and came back with the mirror from the 
bathroom. She held it at strategic point at Charlotte's back letting her 
see herself from every angle and she looked pleased when she had seen it 
all and smiled at Chris and almost curtseyed at her. Chris stopped her 
stepped over and gave her a hug. From then on there were three people that 
she trusted. Four with Adam because she could hardly keep her eyes off him 
when she was presented to him and when Nina gave him to her to hold the 
whole of her shone with such delights that I could feel a lump in my 
throat.
"We must teach her English," Nina said, the teacher for ever. "I would have 
done so if I hadn't been in the searchgroup. I think the best to teach her 
will be Chris she is the one of us who have studied the latest, and Helga 
can supervise and help. It seems as if Charlotte," Charlotte looked up as 
she heard her name. "It seems that Charlotte is both a little shy and 
afraid so we will keep the number of people she interact with at a minimum 
for the time."
It was agreed and Nina already was in full swing giving Chris instructions 
when Fritz motioned for me to follow him out.
"I think we really should consider getting another man into our group," he 
said with a little worry in his voice when we were alone. "I don't say that 
the women can't take care of themselves but a man have another outlook to 
danger, I think we feel it when it is coming and act immediately. Women 
tend to wait for it to happen and then take action."
"Yes, maybe you are right, do you have anyone particular in mind?"
"No, I thought that maybe Tommy could... I met him at your wedding and he 
seems to be a young man with - not authority - integrity I think I would 
say. He wont be influenced by the women and I think we could get him too be 
alert."
"Mmm. Let me think about it for a while. We have to make sure that 
Charlotte is settling in and maybe get her to tell her story. There could 
be some clues in that, we are emptyhanded."
"OK, anyway we need to teach one of the women to handle the other Machine, 
and maybe we really ought to get some real weapons. I'm feeling very 
uncomfortable about the whole situation. And we need a bigger place unless 
we want to spit the group and have half of us to move into another place, 
for survival that would be the best option but for safety I think that 
would be wrong."
"Yes, we need someplace bigger tan this one, it's starting to get crowded 
fifteen persons in a house meant for four... Should we get Tommy to come 
and help that would add another two... I think we may need his services but 
I think it is a bit too soon. We need someone who can accompany the women 
in their search for a bigger place. "I thought for a while and realized 
that I didn't know that many people. I had apparently been a loner without 
even realizing it. Then it hit me. Kevin. Maybe I could talk to him, he was 
sensible enough to quit his thievery and regret it bitterly since it may 
well have spoiled his future. Maybe he would be willing to try out a new 
start.
Chapter 23
"My name is Charlotte de Rossan, I am the granddaughter of Monsieur  
Joannis de Nocheres and raised by him together with my brother Robert," at 
this she flashed me a smile, "who is a little more than a year younger than 
me. My father and mother died in a shipwreck when I was five years old. My 
grandfather owned a fortune of five to six hundred thousand livres. When I 
was at the age of thirteen--that is to say, in 1649 my grandfather lost his 
fortune by means of a man named Phillipe Perette for no other reason than 
revenge. He had asked my grandfather to let him have me as his wife..."
"But... But you were only thirteen!" Christ blurted choked.
Charlotte gave her a weak smile.
"Oh, thirteen isn't... wasn't that early then. You were only a child for 
your first six or seven years, after that you had to help out to support 
the family. Anyway. My grandfather rejected the offer vehemently and 
Monsieur Perette swore that he would get back on my family. I don't know 
how he did it but only six months later my grandfather had lost everything 
he owned and we had to move into a small place with only one room and a 
kitchen. My grandfather slept in the kitchen and my brother and me were 
given the room to sleep in. Late one evening there was a knock on the door 
and when my grandfather opened it just a little to see who it was the door 
was kicked in so hard that grandfather fell backwards and hit his head on 
the hearse and I think he died immediately. I rushed over to him, both my 
brother and I were standing in the door to our room to see who it was that 
came at this time of the night, and when I knelt down beside him I could 
see blood running from his head and he wasn't breathing. I had not time to 
fully comprehend this because two of the men rushed over to me, threw a 
sack over my head and threw the sack they gagged me. I could hear how they 
attacked my brother in the same way though and I heard him scream and after 
that I know nothing of his destiny. I don't know much more of anything that 
happened but that I must have either fainted or sedated in some way because 
the next thing I know I am locked in in a cell. Still dressed in nothing 
but my nightgown. I lay there, chained to the wall, alone for many days and 
I saw no one during all this time. Once in a while someone threw a piece of 
bread and maybe a piece of meat into the cell, every morning there was a 
pot of water just inside the door. The worst thing was not being able to 
wash properly and my white nightgown wasn't all that white for long," again 
a weak smile without humor played rapidly her lips. "Then suddenly one day 
I heard footsteps, door was unlocked and there stood my abductor, monsieur 
Perette. He laughed when he saw what state I was in. 'Wash her,' he ordered 
the two men that escorted him. I tried to get away from them but the chain 
wasn't long and they soon had me cornered. They tore the gown off me and 
left me naked in front of Perette while they left and soon came back with a 
bucket of water each. They ordered me to stand and when I refused they said 
that I could choose between being tied to the wall and forced or do it 
voluntarily. Left with no choice I did as they said and without any 
ceremony they threw the water on me, one after the other. 'So my dear,' he 
said scornfully, 'have you changed your mind?'
'Never!' I cried.
"He smiled a spiteful smile and just turned on his heels. After that he 
came down every day and asked the same question. Every time he had me stand 
in front of him, naked and his eyes looked at me in a way that made me feel 
sick. Every day they poured water over me and since the nights were cold 
and I had nothing to cover myself with I soon got a nasty cold and a fever. 
This didn't stop however. Everyday was the same, till one day. They came 
down as usual but instead of asking me if I had changed my mind he told me 
that it now was too late for me to change it because he had found himself 
another girl who were willing to marry him. I can't for my life begin to 
understand why he thought that he could force anyone into a marriage. His 
two thugs freed me from my chain and drew me into the room were you found 
me. At first it was nice to be in a warm room, my cold got cured by the 
warmth, and at the beginning the rack didn't spread me at all. I just lay 
there feeling bored, but as time passed the stretching got worse and I 
don't think I could have lasted much longer when you came and freed me. 
Well that is my story."
I glanced around the quiet room. Fritz had his jaws so tightly shut that 
you actually could see the muscles in his jaw stand out, a couple of the 
women had tears in their eyes and the other faces were either white or red 
with anger. I could feel myself shake a little while the anger raged 
through my body. We had to stop this brute. I looked over at Fritz to tell 
him my thought but when he saw me look at him he nodded his head in 
agreement almost as if he had read my thought.
"I couldn't read your mind but I could read your face and I agree totally. 
He must be stopped."
It had gone almost two weeks since we found Charlotte and brought her home 
with us. She had recovered surprisingly fast and after consulting Helga it 
was decided that she should be left in the care of Chris and her at Chris 
place and learn English. I took them there and while I was in my own time I 
took the opportunity to look up Kevin. He wasn't at home when I called upon 
him so I left a message to him with his parents, who I had learned to know 
while I was his counselor, that he should call on Helga at Chris' address. 
I learned from them that he was out of work and had difficulty in finding 
one besides the usual cleaning or messenger stuff that was left for the 
outcast of society. Helga had instructions to set up a date with him when I 
could meet with him and since I was to call in every day at a certain time 
it would be easy.
Meanwhile Fritz was to keep the monastery under surveillance and especially 
be watching for the coach we had seen when we were there last. There was 
something mysterious about it. I on the other hand was again house hunting 
this time I had the minibus we had bought when Fritz and his family had 
joined us, stuffed with women and baskets of food. They took it as an 
opportunity to celebrate that they for a change was allowed out of the 
house. We had all agreed that they should stay close to it as long as we 
didn't know what danger there was waiting for us. It took us a week driving 
in wider and wider circles from our Home before we came to an estate agent 
who had something that could suit us. He took us to a relatively newly 
renovated mansion-like two-storey house with a big site. I had told him in 
confidence that we were all members of a new sect and was looking for a 
place to live because we had expanded to much. When he saw all the women 
accompanying me he believed it. In his mind no normal man could attract 
that many beautiful women just by his charms and looks.
The house was perfect even if the price was a little too high, I think the 
agent saw his chance to up the price a bit since we couldn't afford to be 
too choosy. It would cut a fair bit out of my family's fortune but not so 
much that it wouldn't be remedied fairly quick. Fritz' financial statues I 
didn't know but none of his wives even flicked an eye when the price was 
mentioned so I took it that it would be in order. The agent was told that 
we would have to think about it for a couple of days and that we should let 
him know as soon as possible.
It was funny but none talked about how the house should be furnished but 
was more concerned about the security issues. This was the first time I had 
noticed any of them show concern about our situation. They discussed the 
pros and cons in great length and as it turned out the objections were also 
the advantages. Namely that the house lay almost in the middle of a big 
plain and the wind should be blowing constantly, this was also an advantage 
because no one could approach without us seeing them well in advance. There 
would also be ample space for surveillance cameras and various traps. But 
we were shorthanded. We really needed more people. All I could hope for was 
that Kevis should turn out to be what I hoped for.
When I came back to Chris' flat that evening I was greeted by all the three 
women. Somehow they all seemed a little more aggravated then they had been 
on my previous visits but I put it down to the fact that they had been on 
their own the whole day.
"The young man came to call on you earlier," Helga announced. "I made an 
appointment with him the day after tomorrow."
"Good. What do you think of him?"
"Well, I don't know him so I am not willing to give an opinion about him. 
"I'll leave that to you," she said a little defensively.
I didn't think more about this because Chris came over to me and sat in my 
lap.
"Daddy," she said in a faked little-girl voice.
"Yes, darling?"
"There is something I have to ask you. A favor."
"It's yours if I can..."
"Good!" she interrupted me. She turned to Helga and Charlotte. "See I told 
you so! He'll do it!"
Warninglight flashed all around my brain by this.
"Hold on. I don't know what the favor is yet," I protested.
"Oh, it really is nothing much. All I, we, want is for you is that you get 
naked."
"What!?"
"Yes, you see we have been teaching Charlie all about the female anatomy," 
she put her mouth close to my ear and whisper, loud enough for Helga and 
Charlotte to hear, "and we had such fun! Now she just must learn all about 
the male anatomy as well."
"Just how did you teach her?" I asked fearing the worst.
"Well, show and tell of course. You wouldn't believe what a nice, well you 
know, pussy, Helga has. I have never seen one..."
"Chris!" Helga burst out, blushing a little.
"But it is nice, isn't it Charlie?"
"Ah, mais oui, very... attractive."
"Charlie?" I asked.
"Yes, monsieur?"
She even listened to the name now. I began to wonder if it had been such a 
wise decision to let Chris be in charge of her education.
"No. I mean... I didn't call for you... I just... Well I was surprised that 
you let her do this to you. Charlotte is such a nice name," I finished 
lamely. "Do you really like it? Charlie I mean."
"Oh yes, monsieur."
"Quit calling me monsieur, I'm Robert, remember?"
"Oh yeees Robeert," she said in an insinuative tone of voice and now I was 
sure that it had been a bad idea to let Chris be in charge.
"Daddy, stop it, will you. We all know how you used the poor child..."
"I did nothing of the sort!" I protested. "Nina told me to." I heard myself 
how ridiculous it sounded and stopped talking before I got myself into 
trouble. "OK, I'll do it then," I agreed to get out of this rather 
embarrassing situation. Besides, it could be fun to participate in such an 
endeavor, I remembered that when I was young I had a fantasy which was a 
little like this about Anita and me exploring each other like that. Many 
loads had been shot into a handkerchief or piece of tissue at this fantasy.
"Good, lets go into the bedroom then."
I followed Chris and the other two towed behind us but at the door I let 
them enter before me. I noticed that the bed was gone and instead there lay 
a couple of mattresses on the floor, nicely made with sheet and blankets.
I started to get undressed at Chris' unspoken request.
"I don't think it is nice to only have your husband naked," Helga said as 
soon as I had my shirt off and started to unbutton her shirt and the two 
young girls followed suit. Charlie without even blushing! Soon the four of 
us stood naked in front of each other and my eyes almost crossed as I tried 
to look at all three of them at the same time.
Chris and Charlotte I had seen before, well I had seen Helga nude too 
before, but not in this circumstance and allowed to have a direct look and 
I took the opportunity. She was a statuesque woman, not in the way that she 
was big. She wasn't bigger than any of the other women but her pose was so 
proud and her shoulders were absolutely the widest I had ever seen on a 
woman, her breast stood straight out and were crowned, really crowned, with 
to large, absolutely round, dark pink aureoles and the nipples were like 
two buttons rising only a couple of millimeters over the surrounding flesh. 
The stomach was so flat that it came almost as a surprise when the high 
mound on her cunt suddenly rose, covered with dark, hair as often is the 
case in blondes. The hair was curly and had naturally defined edges so it 
formed a perfect triangle letting her lips show almost laying on the soft 
thighs that continued down for a very long time in a spool form.
I looked at her face and saw that she had two roses on her cheeks, not by 
shyness more out of eagerness.
"You may have guessed that what we want isn't really an anatomy lesson," 
Chris giggled when we were naked. "Well, Charlie here is very curious about 
fucking. She has experienced one fuck but the circumstances were such that 
she don't really remember it too well, so Helga and I volunteered to 
demonstrate it to her. We tried it on each other first, then on her and 
even if it was very pleasant for all of us there was something lacking 
something you brought with you I see." She looked demonstratively down on 
my hardening cock.
"I think Helga is the one to help you demonstrate," Chris giggled, "but 
first..." She stepped up to me and crept into my arms, pressed her slim 
body against mine and lifted her lips for me to kiss. After the kiss she 
pushed me towards Charlotte who a little shyly came into my arms and gave 
me a kiss that made the hair all over my body stand at ends. Then Helga 
came and repeated what the two girls had done adding to that she slowly 
sank down on the mattresses, drawing me down with her. I landed 
strategically between her thighs and she rolled us over, drew up her knees 
so they rested on level with my midriff, bent her pelvis and caught my cock 
with her pussy and before I had time to think she had the whole bulbous 
head inside her. I heard the girls sigh when my prick just slink into the 
warm wetness. They sat at the foot of the mattress and had a perfect view 
of Helga's taut ass and hairy cuntlips. With a sigh, deeper than the girl's 
she sank down a little more on my cock and once it had been halfway inside 
her she started to rock her hips up and down, back and forth, sighing all 
the time. Then she held her breath, shuddered, moaned and I could feel that 
the muscles in her cuntal canal were just as strong as those on her body 
when they squeezed my cock, from the entrance and along my shaft up along 
it and just in front of the tip of the helm they closed down. This was the 
first time in my life I had gotten a full cock massage by a cunt. It was 
delicious. It made me moan. It made Helga giggle happily. It made the girls 
sigh again. The whole thing repeated itself at regular intervals of about 
five minutes. All the women seemed to either had from the beginning or 
after taking a trip in the Machine acquired multi orgasm capability. I 
couldn't take more than twenty minutes of this delightful torture and when 
it again was time for Helga to have an orgasm I joined her and her happy 
sigh increased into a moan and she fell panting forward on me kissing my 
neck, nibbling my ear and rubbing her cheek against mine and after a while 
she rolled off me and with her legs spread so the girls could look at her 
spermfilled cunt she lay beside me with a content smile playing her lips. 
Chris nudged Charlotte to lay on top of me. Blushing delightfully she did 
as Chris asked and lay full bodylength on top of me and even with her head 
resting on my chest her pussy lay straight on my prick which hadn't soften 
but still stood just as proudly as when I started to fuck Helga. I thanked 
the Time Machine for my stamina, potency and hornynes. I had no doubt that 
I would be able to satisfy all three women, I had after all done it before, 
many times.
Chris must have grown impatient because suddenly I could feel her hand 
around my cock. She drew it a couple of times along the Charlotte's slit, 
pressed it down a little and when she did I could feel two of her fingers 
holding Charlotte open for me. With a soft cry Charlotte accepted the tip 
of my cock inside her. As soon as Helga heard the cry she sat up and looked 
down between the spread legs but when she saw that it was just the tip of 
my cock that was inside the tight pussy she patted Charlotte on the butt, 
kissed her on the cheek and lay down again.
When Charlotte did nothing to indicate that she was going to fuck me I took 
hold of her hips, raised them a little so my cock could slip a little bit 
further in and again I was rewarded with the soft cry. After that I held 
her hips high in the air and pumped my cock out and in with variations in 
speed and depth but no matter how fast or how deep I penetrated her, every 
time my cock was on its inward thrust she cried out her soft cry.
"You must move your hips, Charlie," Chris said softly. "It'll be much, much 
nicer if you too move."
"I-ai-c-ai-an't-ai-ai-it-ai-is tooo-aoh-ni-ai-ce!"
All three of us laughed and she buried her face on my chest in delighted 
shamefulness and her 'ais' were a little muffled but not less audible. She 
had a quick trigger and her cries came in one long wail as her first orgasm 
rippled through her pussy. She couldn't take more than one more orgasm 
before she rolled of me, panting heavily.
"Already done?" Chris asked surprised.
Charlotte just nodded her agreement.
"She's not used to it yet," Helga sniggered. "Just wait till she gets used 
then she'll keep fucking for the whole night!"
Again Charlotte blushed but she smiled thinking of pleasures that lay 
ahead.
After Chris had had her ways with me we lay and talked for a while before 
it was time for me to head back home.
The next day I went with Fritz and Nina to the monastery. The day before 
they had seen the coach again and they both thought that it should be 
something to investigate a bit further. While Fritz kept an eye on the 
monastery Nina and I took the van and drove it slowly, ready to pull into 
the woods if we should meet someone, down the road from which it came. We 
drove for about five kilometers before the forest thinned and ended. We hid 
the van and walked another five kilometers before we spotted a small town. 
We went up to it and saw that it was big enough to have street signs. We 
didn't enter it but returned to Fritz to tell him what we had found. We 
spent the day watching and talking, making plans to how we should be able 
to follow the coach but couldn't think of something so we let it at that 
for the time being.
The following day I went and met with Kevin. He seemed pleased to see me 
and even asked me if I had picked any locks lately and I asked him the same 
and even if he denied it I got the feeling that he had and I was very 
disappointed. I had hoped that I should be able to draft him to the group 
but decided against it. We talked for a while and when he asked me what I 
wanted to talk about I just said that I should be going away for a long 
time and just wanted to say hello and see how he was. Soon thereafter he 
said good bye and left.
There was only one thing to do, try to get Tommy and Irene to join us so I 
headed to them the next thing I did. They were both happy to see me and 
thanked me again for the wonderful time in Bern. I told them both why I had 
come, I hid nothing from them. Tommy looked thoughtful and Irene looked a 
little worried. Tommy asked if they could think about it for a while and 
when I asked for how long they said an hour would be enough, basically they 
just needed to talk about it. I spent the hour in my old hometown. This 
could very well be the last time I spent here and I wanted to see it once 
again. After the hour had passed and I was walking back to Tommy and Irene 
I realized that I would'nt miss it. I had outgrown it.
Tommy opened the door as soon as I rang the bell as if he had been standing 
in front of it just waiting for me but as he was a little out of breath I 
concluded that he had rushed to it.
"Well?" I asked as we sat facing each other.
"Yes. We would love to come and live with you," Irene said, "and share 
everything with you, that is if it is possible," she added a little shyly.
"It will be a little difficult at the beginning, the house is crouded as it 
is but we are about to move and there will be enough space in that house 
enough for a big bedroom," I promised.
It was agreed that I should pick them up as soon as the Tommy had given his 
notice, Irene had already quit her job due to her seven month pregnancy, 
and worked the time his boss demanded.
Saddened I told Fritz about Kevin when I saw him.
"Well, that leaves us with Tommy and Irene then. I would have thought that 
you should have picked them first."
"Yes. I see now that I should have but I think that my social conscience 
got the better of me. I'll go and see them tomorrow, maybe I should bring 
Anita on this expedition if your wives will be looking after Adam."
"Oh, I can promise that without even asking them. I'll tell them tonight."
"And we must go and look at the other place as soon as possible. We can 
send Tommy and Anita to be lookouts while we decide about the place." I 
smiled as I said this I was sure that they would both appreciate a whole 
day by themselves.
Fritz smiled at this because we didn't have any secrets, at least the women 
didn't have any secrets and what they knew seep sooner or later down to us 
men.
The next day I went and fetched Tommy and Irene and did a detour to Chris' 
and the other women just to see that everything was OK at their end. 
Charlotte made great progress and would be able to come back to us in time 
for the move.
Fritz and I filled Tommy and Anita in on what they had to do and watch out 
for. I delivered them to there watch out post and proceeded with the house 
buying.
Chapter 24
A couple of weeks had passed since we bought the new house and we were 
settled. The only one opting for her own room was Chris who hadn't given up 
the thought that she should be able to get back to school someday and she 
had insisted that Charlotte too should be given her own room. Where Chris 
had posters and stuff on the walls in her room Charlotte's was Spartan in 
it decoration. No pictures on the walls, no books in the bookcase and 
hardly any clothes in her wardrobe.
"Dad," Chris came up to me one day shortly after our move. "We need to 
talk."
"OK. What about?"
"Charlie."
"What about her?"
"She's only fifteen and she acts as if she's a hundred at least. I want to 
take her shopping. New clothes, a CD-player and a whole bunch of CD:s. A 
little make-up, not that she needs any, but every girl likes to experiment 
with make-up. Get her a poster or two. You know, stuff."
I didn't think about this for long.
"Tell you what. Fritz and I have to go into town this week and we can as 
well do that tomorrow so why don't the two of you come with us? We can have 
a nice dinner afterwards and make a day out of it."
"Great!" she gave me a hug and rushed off to tell Charlotte the good news.
Fritz and I had made a list of everything we needed and if we went into 
town a day or two earlier than we had planned didn't matter. We had already 
founded the poles for the surveillance cameras and searchlights Fritz had 
been in the future and got some very sophisticated security locks and would 
be handing the rest of the work to Tommy while Fritz and I took turns to 
watch the monastery.
The next day one very excited girl and one not so excited rode into town 
with us. Charlotte really didn't have a clue to what they were about to do 
even if Chris had tried to explain it to her in great details to all our 
amusement. Finally Charlotte had gotten angry and stormed up to her room, 
there was no slamming of doors though even if I thought that it would have 
done her good to do so.
When we left the two girls outside the biggest mall in the city I could see 
that Charlotte was almost white by fright and Chris had to hold her hand. I 
watched as they went inside and then Fritz and I were off to do our 
business.
We had arranged to meet the girls just after two o'clock to have lunch and 
if they were done with their shopping go back home. At the agreed time we 
stood in front of the restaurant and waited and waited I started to get 
worried and Fritz started to pace back and forth. Almost an hour later they 
came running as good as they could for all the parcels they were carrying.
"Sorry we're late," Chris panted. "But I couldn't get Charlie out of the 
bookshop and the music shop was just as bad. I bought her a very nice CD-
player, we just have to pick it up before we leave."
I don't know why but I got the impression that the we she was talking about 
meant 'Daddy'. I was however so relieved that they were safe and sound that 
I didn't protest.
"So, Charlie," I said when we sat waiting for our order, "did you have 
fun?"
"Oh yes. Very," she smiled excitedly.
"Did you buy anything you like?"
"Oh yes, look," she bent down to one of the bags but I had to stop her.
"Wait, wait. You must show me all when we get home." I heard Fritz chuckle 
at her eagerness and I to had to smile.
The girls both chatted away happily during the meal and all the way home 
and it was relief when we finally pulled up in front of the house where 
they bumbled inside loaded with all the parcels. I heard how they shouted 
hello and then they disappeared upstairs. When we entered the house after 
unloading the car we found the ground floor deserted but from upstairs we 
heard all the women chatter and understood that Chris and Charlotte were 
showing their prey.
"Who's taking the night watch?" I asked Fritz when we sat in the livingroom 
sipping a cup of coffee.
"I haven't really thought of it, we have to make up a schedule, four hour 
watches in pairs and as long as we are pursuing this matter day and night. 
It wont be that difficult to make it rotate."
"We are sixteen grownups, I count in Charlotte, four of us are more or less 
busy with the monastery, that leaves twelve, three shifts during the night 
will occupy six and that leaves six for the daily chores. Maybe we should 
have two in charge of the daily doings and then divide the watch on the 
rest. You and I can chop in once in a while."
"Yes, that sounds good. We'll let the women decide who does what and make a 
list."
We had finished our coffee and went outside and started to work on the 
security system.
At supper we told the women what we had thought of and they agreed that was 
something that needed to be done and we left it to them to sort things out.
"Daddy," Chris asked as soon as everyone was busy and she had volunteered 
that she was fine with anything the others decided.
"Yes, dear."
"Can you help me with the CD in Charlie's room?"
"Of course, when?"
"As soon as possible. She's dying for it but don't want to impose on your 
work..."
"OK, let's get it done now then."
I followed her up to Charlotte's room. She stood in the middle of the room 
looking at herself in a mirror when we entered and swirled around as we 
entered. She had a short skirt and a blouse on. The skirt swirled up and 
showed her panties giving me a  short glimpse of her thighs but fell down 
on it's proper place all to soon.
"Oh, hi Robert," she said breathlessly and walked over to me stood on tip 
toes and kissed my cheek.
"Why thank you," I said. "What was that for?"
"All of this. Everything," she smiled. "Everything," she said again.
"So you are happy, are you. I mean living here and all."
"Dad, you can talk and walk at the same time. We need some music!"
I assembled the parts to the CD-player and the only problem with it the 
placement of the loudspeakers but that was soon solved and Charlotte put a 
CD on. Chris Isac! I silently groaned but Charlotte smiled happily so I 
didn't say anything. I saw that there was a whole stack of CDs and I just 
hoped that there would be something else in that stack.
"Why don't you show Daddy the thing you bought," Chris suggested and I was 
about to excuse myself and flee the room but again the sight of Charlotte's 
happy smile stopped me and I sat down on her bed.
Charlotte dived into the walk-in-closet and I could hear some rustling and 
she came out in a dress that looked great on her and I said so and she 
blushed a delighted blush and after that the show continued for what seemed 
to be a long time but it couldn't have lasted that long because just as she 
said that it was all the Chris Isac CD ended and Chris put on Backstreet 
Boys and this time I groaned loud. It was going from bad to worse.
"You must educate Charlotte," I said a little annoyed to Chris.
"I know, I know, but you can't expect her to listen to what are their name, 
Schönberg or something, or Weil or well anyone. She must learn to listen to 
music first. Get used to it. She's fifteen for heavens sake!" Chris burst 
out.
"Sorry. I was a bit of a dad, wasn't I?"
"Yes, you was."
I almost corrected her when I saw that she had a challenging glint in her 
eyes so I just shrugged my shoulders and Chris walked over to me and sat on 
my lap and gave me a deep, promising kiss.
"Why don't you show Dad the rest of your clothes, wait I'll help you."
They disappeared into the closet and I heard a little giggle from Chris 
just before Charlotte a little tentatively stepped out into the room clad 
only in a pair of cotton panties. Chris followed her and looked over at me 
and smiled a little knowing smile when she saw my eyes bulge out at a sight 
I still hadn't got used to, Charlotte nude or seminude!
Chris cupped uncovered breasts.
"We didn't by any bras," she said and withdrew her hands, I think she must 
have given her nipples a tweak because when she again revealed them to my 
eyes they stood full and proudly straight out from her aureoles. "Charlie's 
breasts are too beautiful to be hidden, don't you think?"
"Oh yes," I whispered and again Charlotte blushed the delighted little 
blush.
"We bought six pairs of them. They are very practical."
I just swallowed in anticipation, expecting to see Charlotte model them 
all.
"So we wont show you the rest," Chris continued. "Have you seen one pair, 
you've seen them all. Can you manage by yourself now?" she asked Charlotte 
as she walked over to me and again sat on my lap and after a while she 
again kissed me with the same promise as before and I enjoyed the kiss till 
I heard Charlotte cough and then I tore my lips free and looked up to see 
what she wanted and my mouth fell open. It stayed open until I realized 
that I must be looking like a drooling idiot and I shut it.
The pair of undies she was wearing was in a smoky gray shade of color and 
the silk was so sheer that if they had been design to hide anything they 
certainly had misunderstood their purpose totally. Instead they enhanced 
the shape of the high pussy mound and the shape of the, almost, coiffure of 
the hair on it. Chris giggled as she felt my cock expand another notch from 
the one she had made it expand.
"You like?" Charlotte asked sugarly.
"Yes! Oh yes."
She giggled happily and twirled around giving me a view of her hard 
asscheeks covered in the sheer material. This sight did nothing to calm my 
erection. On the contrary! Oh to have those firm globes pressed against 
your lower stomach and your cock hidden in the soft recess of the wet cunt 
below and between them!
Chris squirmed in my lap, rubbing her soft ass against my hardon and I 
could feel that the place on my thigh that my cock rested on, cramped, was 
getting wet by the precum. She turned her face to Charlotte and nodded her 
head and Charlotte again disappeared into the closet and the next time she 
entered she was dressed in the best yet. Nothing!
Chris stood and reached her hand out for Charlotte and steared her down on 
my lap.
"Daddy," she said demanding. "Daddy, don't you think it is time to 
formalize your relationship with Charlie?"
"Wha-what do you mean?" I asked against better knowledge.
"She's in love with you and you are so obviously smitten with her that both 
Mom and Nina are just waiting for you to ask Charlie into our bed. She 
can't live by herself up here. She could develop a trauma!"
"Trauma?"
"Well, a phobia then."
"Phobia?"
"You know very well what I mean," she was starting to get a little annoyed.
"No, dear, I really don't. How can anyone, under safe circumstances, among 
people that love her, tend for her, care for her, buy clothes and stuff for 
her, develop a phobia?"
"Stop it! "ill you ask her?"
"No."
"No?" she couldn't believe what she heard and Charlotte suddenly sobbed.
"No, I can't. I must do it in front of the others! Together with the 
others. Don't you see? I can't just expect them to... I just can't do 
whatever I want. As much as I love Charlotte I just can't do it behind your 
mother's and Nina's backs.
"They know, daddy."
"Have you told them?"
"Daddy, it is obvious that you don't know anything about us women."
"Oh if only you knew what I know about women," I said in an indulgencly 
tone of voice.
"So? What is that?" she asked with real curiosity.
"Nothing, absolutely nothing," I had to confess confronted.
This made her laugh and realize that I was pulling her leg and she told 
Charlotte so, comforting her as she had started to cry softly not hiding 
her tear stricken face from me. I kissed her tears away.
"It's OK. I love you, sweetheart, for as long as you want and even after 
that. I'll ask you to be my wife as soon as... Shit! I must go and get your 
mother and Tommy!" I exclaimed as I realized that the time had just flown 
away. "Don't you go anywhere," I said to Charlotte. "And you young lady, 
I'll deal with you later," I said in a menacing voice at which Chris 
laughed gaily.
"Promises, promises," and she stuck her tongue out at me.
I told Fritz that I was off to get Anita and Tommy. I got there just as the 
sun was setting and I was led to the place were they were by the shimmering 
telltales of sperm confined in a cunt.
"So," I said as soon as I was close to it. "Have you had time to look out 
as well?"
Anita giggled and Tommy hummed a little embarrassed.
"Oh, hi darling. It's lovely here, isn't it?" she crept close to me. "And 
that machine of yours is lethal! Well, it is at least a hazard to your 
health, if you are a man that is."
I reached for her and drew her into my arms and gave her a light kiss.
"Time to go home, children."
Later that night when we were alone in our bedroom I told my wives about 
Charlotte. Of course it was as Chris had said. They were aware of my 
feelings as well as hers and I was sent up to Charlotte to ask her to join 
us. A little shyly, but with a happy smile on her face she met my wives 
with me holding her hand. There was no big fuss about it but she got kissed 
by all the women and that was that. They however insisted that Charlotte 
should have first go at my service. She did and all but Anita insisted on 
getting some action too. Happily I fell asleep between Nina and Charlotte, 
Chris slept as she mostly did beside her mother.
We got all the security stuff in place and had a timetable in place for 
watching the monitors and we were ready to go into action against our 
enemy.
The first thing we did was to get all information we had in order. Chris 
wrote it down on the computer and made a list, it wasn't very long.
We knew that there was a Time Machine in the monastery, but not were it 
lead to.
We knew that there were prisoners in the monastery.
A coach came at odd intervals.
That was about all. We needed more information. We needed to know if the 
boss of the monastery was the one that had kidnapped Charlotte before we 
took any action against him. It was decided that I and Fritz should take 
Charlotte and go and have a look at the abbe.
We explained to Charlotte what we wanted to do and asked her if she was 
willing. She almost jumped at the opportunity to get back on the man and 
willingly agreed.
We wasted no time. Just after sunrise we arrived at the now familiar spot a 
short distance inside the woods and made our way to the monastery and when 
the gate opened we just walked inside and up to the stairs. Inside we took 
the stairs that led up instead of the stairs to the cells. Carefully we 
looked inside every door we saw. Nothing on the second floor so we made it 
up to the third floor. Here we were in luck. When we opened a door we saw a 
man sitting behind a sturdy desk, according to the color and texture of the 
wood I guessed it was made out of oak tree. As I held Charlotte's hand in 
mine just to know were she was I could easily whisper my question to her.
"Is that the man?"
"No, I've never seen him before!"
This was a drawback. I had been certain that whoever we were looking for 
should be in the monastery. I found Fritz and indicated to him that we 
should leave.
Safe outside the room I told him the news. We had a quick deliberation and 
decided that we could as well leave and not risking anything that could 
reveal that we had been there.
We went back to the Machine and sat down a while before we should go back 
when we heard the sound of horses and wheels on the road. It was the coach 
we had seen earlier.
"If we only could follow it back to were it came from," I sighed.
"Why can't we?" Charlotte asked.
"Well, first of all we don't have any horses and no cart and none of us 
speaks... French! You do speak French! Do you think that you could by us a 
pair of horses and a coach?"
"Of course," she stated flatly.
I almost pushed her inside the Machine and told Fritz to hurry. I heard him 
chuckle at my eagerness as he climbed in after Charlotte. Back home 
Charlotte explained what was needed to get us in disguise, a black satin 
mantle in which no feature could be distinguished, it was common at the 
time that upper classes dressed like this. Further we needed some purses 
with an acceptable amount of money, or gems to pay the for the horses and 
carriage and that would be all. It seemed as if it was a simple time to 
live in, if you were rich, Charlotte added having seen both sides of the 
social divide.
At first we thought that we should make the mantels ourselves but Irene 
told us that there was a very well assorted costume rental in town and we 
went there and found what we were looking for, they even had shoes that 
looked like the shoes of the time.
To be on the safe side we took Nina and Sabine to the outskirts of the 
town, invisible before Fritz, I and Charlotte made our way into the city. 
We soon found the stable and Charlotte purchased two horses that to my eye 
were just that. All I knew about horses was that they had hoofs but that 
they were as big as these I had no idea. Luckily the stable owner put them 
in front of the carriage and tied them in, harness I think they call it and 
Charlotte opened the door for me and Fritz and sat herself on the 
coachman's seat, clicked and the horses pulled and we were on our way but 
stopped as soon as we were by the last house of the town and waited for 
Nina and Sabine. Soon the door opened and the coach rocked when the climbed 
in and soon I had a giggling woman in my lap and by the state of Fritz' 
mantle I understood that he too had one in his lap. A brazen hand fumbled 
over my crotch, found what it searched and with a swift move had my cock 
out in the fresh air, a few movements of the hand up and down the shaft and 
it was at its fullest, a little shuffling and it was surrounded by wetness.
"Go, driver," Sabine who sat on my cock, shouted up to Charlotte and the 
coach started to rock down the road. "Goody," she moaned, "I can just sit 
hear and the coach does all the work!"
Unfortunately she was wrong. It wasn't more than five minutes later that I 
could feel the coach lurched and understood that we were back in the 
forest. All we had to do now was wait for the other coach to come by on its 
way back to were it came from.
The coach rocked quit vigorously while the passengers satisfied themselves 
and when it happened horse cries from us men mixed with the shriller cries 
from the women and after a while all movements and sounds, except for the 
heavy breathings was all that revealed that there were more than two people 
inside the carriage.
When everything was quiet we could hear Charlotte climb down.
"Robert," she said sweetly as she opened the door.
"Yes?"
"Could I see you for a while, please?"
I could hear both Nina and Sabine giggle softly as I climbed out, 
frantically trying to stuff my cock back into the pants.
"There is no need for that, please," Charlotte breathed as she took my hand 
and drew me a bit further into the woods. "I-I want to... I heard..."
She flung her mantel off and soon her jeans followed and she lay down on 
the soft ground and drew me down on top of her. She waited impatiently 
while I line my cock up and thrust half of it into her wet, very wet cunt. 
She cried her little soft cry.
"I - don't - know - what - it - is - but - every - time - I - go - on - 
these - trips - with - you - I - can't - help - myself - except - for - 
last - time - I - couldn't - do - it - in - front - of - Fritz!"
Between every syllable there was her little ai which must be clearly heard 
the short distance to the coach. This didn't seem to bother her as she 
reached up, took me by the hair and drew my face down to hers. I expected a 
kiss but instead she just rubbed her soft, moist lips against mine, crying 
her ai onto them and one final outdrawn wail as her pussy clamped down 
along my pumping cock.
Softly she whispered her love to me and then she crawled out from under me, 
got her clothes on and walked back to the coach with her hips swaying 
seductively as she walked. I followed her with my eyes glued to the 
wonderful sight.
"Minx," Nina giggled and I could hear a hand slap against the mantle and a 
broad smile spread over Charlotte's face.
"I heard you before," she accused mockingly. "And you weren't discreet, 
were you?"
I heard a smacking kiss being planted on Charlotte's cheek and her smile 
broadened, if possible.
"Thank you," she laughed.
The three of us that were visible sat in the carriage munching on the cold 
chicken and some bread while we waited for the foe's cart to show up. We 
had to wait till well after midnight before we heard the clattering of 
hoofs and the rumble of the wheels. Charlotte quickly climbed up on the 
seat and I followed her.
"What are you doing here?" she hissed as she clicked the horses into 
motion.
"I wont leave you by yourself up here," I said. "It isn't that unusual that 
there are two people up here is it?"
"No. On the contrary."
"Good. Keep well behind him."
"I know, I know. We've talked about it," she answered impatiently.
We sat there quietly while we rocked the road for twenty kilometers, I 
estimated.
"You, don't know this part of the country, do you?"
"No. Never been here before. Well, I've been here but I don't know how I 
got here. Why?"
"Oh, I was just wondering how far we can expect him to drive at this pace."
"Not too long, I think. He could easily have moved closer, if he is who we 
think he is.
I had to agree with her on that one. He would have a fair fortune if he was 
the least like us.
She wasn't all that right though because half an hour later we passed a 
dark town and we had to draw a little closer so we wouldn't miss if he 
turned into another street or into a yard. He didn't and as soon as we saw 
that he left the town boarders we slowed down to let him have some space. 
We drove for another fifteen minutes in the dark night when we again saw 
that we were nearing a town and again Charlotte closed up but we wouldn't 
have worried because he stopped at the first house and we stopped as well. 
As soon as the cart stood still I could feel how it rocked.
"Are we there?" I heard Nina ask.
"Yes, it seems so. He has sopped in front of that house..."
"Good we'll go and see what his up to. Pick us up at the corner if he 
drives away. Come on Sabine," I heard Nina's voice disappear before I had 
any time to protest or ask them to be careful.
We sat there and looked at the carriage and saw that a gate opened and it 
turned inside and it was a while before the gate was closed again. Fritz 
climbed out and stood and looked at the place were the carriage had turned 
in. We didn't speak but waited impatiently and nervously for the two women 
to come back. 
I glanced over at Charlotte, she was slowly chewing on her thumbnail and I 
could hear Fritz tap his foot and myself I tapped a finger on my thigh.
"Done!" we heard after about forty minutes.
"We did it!"
"Where have you been?!"
"What took you so long? All you should do was to confirm that we were on 
the right tracks!"
"Are you all right?"
"Sabine, you tell them."
"Well, we were in time to slink inside before the gate closed, not that we 
had to worry about that because they didn't bolt it, just closed it. The 
coach stopped in front of the main door and two men..."
"Two?"
"I'll come to that in a while. Two men appeared and went inside. Again we 
followed them and we came into a large hall, almost like the one in the 
monastery, you know two doors on each side, a stair leading up and one 
down. The two men were greeted by a servant who took their coats and they 
went into what we had time to see was a library. They closed the door 
behind them and Nina told me to listen by the door while she looked around 
a little. I could hear a little through the door, not much but I learned 
the names of the two men. One is called Vlad and the other man was called 
Lecoq. I could only hear one word here and another there so I don't know 
what they were talking about."
"While Sabine listened by the door I went upstairs. There were a couple of 
bedrooms but that was all so I went downstairs instead. I couldn't open the 
door but I could here there were coming moans of pain from behind it. I 
think it is obvious that this Vlad or Lecoq whoever lives there has the 
same predilection towards inflicting pain as his partner at the monastery 
all we have to do is find out if they have any Time Machine or not. I would 
like to go back in there at once and try to find the key to the cellars and 
have a look in the stables. If there is one it must be either downstairs or 
in the stables."
"No," I said. "I think we at least must have Charlotte with us when we look 
at the place. There could be letters and stuff. I don't think neither you 
nor Sabine would understand the writing of this time. I say that we come 
back later. If they are as evil as they seem we may very well need some 
weapons as well."
After some arguing from Sabine and Nina it was decided that we should 
return next night.
Chapter 25
We spent a couple of days to get some stunguns, we didn't want to kill 
anyone, just take them out for a while. We got half a dozen small ones 
which used only one battery and charged 80 000 volts. If a charge from one 
of these wouldn't get them down, I don't know what would do it.
We returned to the house with our stunguns in a string of opaque nylon that 
we all had helped twinning wider so that they would be more comfortable to 
have around the waist, this time in the Machine, and with some difficulty 
we got inside. We went into the library first, the likelihood of finding 
any documents would be in there. Nothing that would compromise anyone was 
in or on the desk. I got tired of looking through papers I didn't know a 
word on and went down the stairs and tried the door at the bottom of them. 
It was locked. I looked around to see if there was anything that I could 
use to pick the lock with without any luck so I went upstairs again and 
told to no one in particular what I had found out.
"Hey, look at this!" Nina whispered in a half-loud whisper.
I heard that her voice came from one of the bookshelves and when I looked 
over I saw an open book float in the air. I went over to her thinking that 
it was a strange time to start reading.
"See," she whispered when she heard that we stood around her. She turned 
the book so we could see the picture inside. It was a photo of a woman in 
bondage, or maybe it was a BDSM picture, I honestly don't know the 
difference, if there is one.
"Shit," Sabibe exclaimed. "It's a photo, at least a hundred years before 
the camera was invented!"
"Yes. No doubt about it. We are in the right place!" Fritz said a little 
excitedly.
Knowing that we were onto something made our spirits rice and we started 
searching the place with much more eagerness.
"I know that my grandfather used to have a secret room in his library," 
Charlotte said. "Maybe there is one here too."
"Well, how do we find it if there is one?"
"I once saw a movie were you had to turn a knob and the bookcase swung 
open..."
We looked and pushed and pulled at everything we could find. It was 
Charlotte that found it, behind a picture there was a lever and when she 
pulled it a, not bookcase, but a piece of the panel opened! Eagerly we all 
peeked inside. There were a lot of more books and we looked them over and 
they were all pornographic. Just inside the door there were a couple of 
keys hanging on a hook.
"Let's go downstairs and try them out!"
I had earlier had quite a bit of luck opening doors in the cellar but I 
can't say that I was expecting to find any new beautiful woman to 
incorporate in our steadily growing colony.
We went down the stairs and one of the keys fit the lock and we entered the 
corridor that stretched inside it. This corridor wasn't as long as the one 
we had explored at the monastery but long and wide enough to have doors on 
either side. These doors had a small, barred windows making it easy too see 
what was inside the room. I hurried down the corridor and I could hear the 
others follow me. As I passed each door I glanced inside and inside every 
cell, as it turned out to be, there was a prisoner, most of them chained to 
the wall, but a couple of them just lay on their bunk, not moving and 
hardly breathing. As I approached the last cell I could feel Fritz stand 
there with his arms spread stooping us from moving to the last cell.
"There's nothing else in the two last ones," he said. "We must find the 
Machine before we do anything else. I think we should come back here and to 
the monastery as well and free all the prisoners. Open the doors for them 
and give them a chance to escape, that is all we can do for the poor 
things. But first the Machines."
We roamed the house and as before we found it very odd that we never saw 
anyone either holding guards or going to the kitchen for a night snack or 
anything. The house could as well be deserted. There were some doors on the 
top floor and when we listened at them we could hear someone snoring 
inside. Charlotte told us that this floor usually was reserved for the 
servants so we didn't bother to look inside them.
We went outside and over to the stables. There were the two horses munching 
on some straw but otherwise it was empty.
"Were is the coach?" Charlotte suddenly asked.
I imagine that we looked at each other with some stupid expressions on our 
faces. Of course. The coach was missing. It was so obvious that we had 
overlooked it!
"That's it! He must have hid his Machine inside the coach! Just as we have 
with our in the van!"
Now that we knew what we looked for we searched the whole place for the 
coach but it was nowhere to be found.
"OK, I'll need some wax or something," Fritz said, "then we're out of 
here."
"Wax? Why?" Sabine asked.
"To make a stamp of the keys. We have to come back and I don't want to walk 
into the library first."
We found some candle ends in the pantry and Fritz softened them over the 
residue heat on the stove, made his imprints and then we put the keys back 
and tried to get rid of every clue that would show that we had been there. 
After that we went back to our own place.
After we had satisfied the women, and our selves, we related to the whole 
family, slowly and without any previous planning our two groups had melted 
into one and it was more or less a free sex society now living in the 
mansion. Only Charlotte and Irene had so far been absolutely monogamous, 
well Irene had strayed with me a couple of times but her pregnancy advanced 
and her belly grew to such proportions that she delayed all fucks for as 
long as she could, but then she was so hot that her cunt overflowed of 
streaming juices and she almost cramped in delight at her orgasms. 
Charlotte I don't know if it was something to do with her young age, 
fifteen, or if she still was a bit shy, she didn't hesitate to come to the 
breakfast table nude though, her upbringing in a strict catholic home or 
what. By the conversations I had with her I assumed the latter. She had 
hinted that she hadn't been to any confession for ages but I hadn't payed 
any attention to it not being a religious man myself, as none of the other 
family members.
We made plans and what we came up with was quite simple. We should try to 
track the Coach-Machine with Snoopy first, if that turned out to be to 
lengthy we should take the more desperate approach and go to the 
destination of the one way Machine at the monastery. We didn't like that 
idea much since we didn't know what was waiting at the other end.
Fritz should learn how to use a sextant. In case that we had to go by the 
one-wayer we would have to go to that place in our own Machine and to do 
that we had to know where it was, exactly.
I should get our coach back here and build a Machine inside it. We could 
after all not trust the good Miss Fortune to be as generous as she had so 
far.
I managed to get the coach back to our workshop and was in the middle of 
converting it when Chris came into me one day.
"Dad," she said a little hesitantly.
"Yes dear." I knew that she wanted something otherwise she wouldn't call me 
dad.
"I think there is something wrong with Charlie!"
My head snapped up in alarm from the work I was doing.
"What?! Is she ill?"
"Oh, I don't know, but don't you think that it is odd that she haven't had 
her period once since she came here?"
"She haven't? Have you asked her?"
"Yes, she was a little reluctant to talk about it but finally I got her to 
admit that it has been... gratefully absent."
"Oh. She's not pregnant?" I asked just as alarmed at this aspect as at the 
aspect of her being ill.
"No. I don't think so. She said as much as she hadn't had any since she was 
taken prisoner by that man."
"Perette," I said a little absentmindedly. "We have to get her to a doctor, 
you know a gynecologist."
"Mmm, I thought so too. Can you take us to my place?"
"Sure. When do you want to go?"
"Oh, I think it's better to get it out of the way as soon as possible. I 
thought that I might take her to the one I used. I'll tell him that she is 
a cousin from France that will explain why she don't have any papers."
"I don't think so. She would have to have at least a passport."
"But you don't need a passport to travel in Europe. You know the Schengen 
treaty and that."
"I know, but you still have to have some means of identification. Tell you 
what, are you up for some breaking and entering?"
"Daddy!" she cried out. "We can't go into the doctors office and do it our 
selves! We don't know what to look for!"
I chuckled a little at the thought of getting the beautiful girl up in the 
chair and...
"Dad! I know what you are thinking! You'll better forget it!"
"Oh, OK. No, what I was thinking was that we could stock up on empty birth 
certificates and maybe a stamp and such."
"Oh yes! How clever of you!"
"Oh, that's nothing. You should hear me on a good day," I said humbly.
She stepped over to me hugged me and gave me a quick kiss.
"I've seen you on your good days and on your bad days and I know that this 
was just a lucky coincident that there was a thought that didn't kill 
itself against the bone in your skull when it popped out of that little 
brain of yours," she laughed and fled but not before I had time to swat her 
butt making her shriek and laugh.
The next day I took my daughter and Charlotte to her apartment. Chris made 
a call to her doctor and persuaded him to see Charlotte later that day 
which left us with almost a whole day on our own so I decided to take 
Charlotte on a little tour in my hometown, not that there was much to see 
but she was awestruck at everything she saw. The school, the hospital, the 
shops and even our town park made her laugh happily.
"I could like it here," she said at one occasion. Chris had a thoughtful 
look on her face for the rest of the day. I knew better than to ask her 
what was on her mind. Sooner or later she would get around to let me know 
what it was all about.
We had lunch at a nice restaurant and the Chris gave Charlotte a run 
through about her visit to the doctor's. Charlotte alternately blushed and 
whitened at the descriptions of what she was to expect. She even suggested 
that she should have some contraceptive, preferably a diaphragm since she 
was a bit too young for birth control pills. I agreed but I could see some 
hesitation on Charlotte's face. It reminded me about her catholic 
upbringing but I didn't think that the pope had been so futuristic in his 
views that he had already banned contraceptives at the time so I asked her 
what it was that worried her.
"I want to have a child," she blushed.
"Oh, you can have as many as you want. Later. When your about twenty or so. 
You have so much to learn first..."
"Yes, that is what I have been thinking of," Chris interrupted. "I have 
decided that I want to start at the university again. I want to be a 
doctor," she said before I had time to congratulate her at her decision. 
"And I think it would bee a good thing if we put Charlotte at school as 
well. She has to learn something before she gets too old..." her voice 
trailed off.
"What an excellent idea," I said. "But why a doctor?"
"I think we need one. Who knows what lays ahead? We could get into real 
battles, someone could get ill, we have Adam and I suspect that as soon as 
this thing with the Abbe blows over there will be more babies made and we 
already have a schoolteacher."
"OK, OK. What do you say Charlie? Do you want to go to school?"
"Why?"
"Well, you may want to be a doctor like Chris, or a teacher as Nina or 
something else?"
"I want to stay with you." I could see that tears started to well up in her 
eyes.
"You will, honey. You will, as long as you wish to. You are only a jump 
away from us and you'll be able to get home as often and as much as you 
want to. Think about all the fun you and Chris can have on your own in the 
city."
She looked very doubtful but she promised to think about it. We took 
another walk and eventually we ended at the doctor's and was immediately 
shown in to doctor Alsberg. I explained the situation to him, that is I 
said that Charlotte had gone through some traumatic experience in France 
and that she hadn't have her period for about three months. He asked some 
questions showed her in behind a screen and Chris followed her behind it 
and helped her and soon she appeared again in a hospital robe that ended 
just above her knees.
Doctor Alsberg measured her height and weight. Had her sit on the exam 
table while he listened to her hearts and lungs, the usual stuff. After a 
thorough physical exam he had her lie down and put her feet in the 
stirrups. I sat beside her and held her hand while the doctor probed 
between her legs, she whimpered a couple of times but other than a light 
blush she did fine.
After the exam the doctor told us that there was nothing wrong with her and 
that he couldn't see why her period wouldn't start again as soon as she had 
rested some. He asked her to come back in three months and gave her a new 
appointment.
We went back to Chris flat and while the girls tided the place a little I 
sat in the sofa looking at them. Charlotte saw me looking and gave me smile 
and she came over to me and sat in my lap, wrapped her arms around my neck 
and showed that she wanted to be kissed. The kiss escalated and my hands 
found her little breasts and pinched her nipples lightly, teasingly into 
hardness. Chris saw what was going on and told us to go into the bedroom, 
she should just dust a little more and then she would make us company.
I soon had my dark haired little angel naked on the mattresses that still 
lay on the floor since our last time here and while I got undressed myself 
Chris came in and she beat me in getting undressed. She had Charlotte in 
her arms and her lips against hers plus a hand on one of the small pointy 
breasts before I had my socks off.
I positioned myself on the other side of Charlotte and payed my attention 
to her other breast and soon the nipple in my mouth got that opaque sweet 
taste as it always got when it was as stiff as it could.
"So Charlie, darling, how did you like it at the doctor's?" Chris mumbled 
when she paused her kissing for a while. "Did you like it?"
Charlotte only shook her head because a moan occupied her mouth as my hand 
found its way down between her slender thighs. They had started to fill out 
a little and was becoming more and more womanlike instead of the boyish 
shape they had when she first came to live with us. My finger was met by 
the usual inviting smooth wetness and when my finger, wet by her juices 
passed over her little clit her hips jumped up and another moan escaped her 
lips.
"Oh, did you like it that much?"
Charlotte shook her head frantically in denial but the only sound emanating 
from her throat was the outdrawn moan that announced a climax.
"You little femme fatale!" Chris giggled and pinched a nipple and 
thereafter she scraped her fingernail along the stiffness and a wail told 
us that Charlotte had had enough and climaxed on my finger.
"Let me do the job, dad," Chris said and dived in between Charlotte's 
thighs head first. She glued her mouth over the whole slit, sucked and 
motioned for me to get behind her. Who was I to deny my daughter her wish? 
She had to lift her head a little when my cock thrust into her and she 
grunted a little before her pussy had adjusted to the size of the intruder. 
As I started to pound her pussy she made her tongue stiff and when she 
received a thrust her tongue would sink into Charlotte's tight cunt and 
when I withdrew so did her tongue. I was fucking two girls at the same 
time. One could only grunt her approval while the other was free to do her 
pleasure-shrieking.
"Yes, yes! Right there," she whispered, "Oh God," she whispered, thrusting 
her ass against my shaft. "Oh God. Yes. Yes."
For the first time since my time-travel induced stamina emerged I could 
feel the tingling, tightening in my balls announcing an orgasm start to 
build up before ten minutes had elapsed and with a loud groaning my cum 
shot out and splashed against the inner walls of my daughter's milking 
pussy. She had a heavenly ability to make her cunt make milking movements 
even when she didn't climax herself adding an extra dimension to the 
orgasm.
Charlotte lifted her head as she heard my groaning and looked me deep in 
the eyes while her tongue flicked over her lips as if she was licking the 
cum clinging to my stiff shaft off.
"Please Chris," she begged. "Can we switch?"
"You know that I'm full of dad's cum?"
"Yes, yes. I want him. Please!"
Chris rolled over and stretched out and Charlotte got down between my 
daughter's legs, sank down on her elbows and presented her tight little ass 
to my eyes and the pink lipped, black haired pussy to my cock which didn't 
need much of an invitation to slip inside the tightness. The situation was 
again the same only altered by the fact that Charlotte was munching my cum 
out of my daughter's cunt and her little 'ai'-cries must have vibrated 
against Chris' clit adding to the tongue that drew long lines, from the 
asscreek up to the protruding clit.
Sighs and moans from Chris' mixed with Charlotte's little cries of pleasure 
and my grunted base tone filled the room plus the squelching from both the 
girls flowing pussies.
Chris' orgasm triggered a chain reaction as Charlotte's pussy started to 
squeeze my cock in the rippling, milking movements that was all her own way 
of cuming on my cock and that milking, squeezing forced a second orgasm out 
off me and my sperm splashed against her womb as I buried my cock as deep 
as I could in her holding her by her slender hips. With tiered thighmuscles 
I fell down by Chris' side and Charlotte fell down over her, covering her 
body with her own. I saw that her hips thrust a little in the after effect 
and Chris giggled as the two girl's clits bumped against each other 
prolonging their joy.
"Dad," Chris said after a while.
"Mhm."
"Don't you think it is time that you bought Charlie a ring?"
"A ring?"
"Yes. You have proposed so you could at least make her a half decent woman 
by engaging her."
"Oh. Yes, of course you are right. Let's go and buy an engagement ring."
"Now?"
"Yes, why not?"
"Do you have any idea what time it is?"
"Oh, since when could time stop a man from buying his girlfriend a ring?"
Charlotte looked at us, both amused and pleased.
"What are you waiting for? Lets go," I urged them.
"We must get dressed and preferably washed first."
"Oh no you don't. I want to be able to smell you as we are in the shop."
"But... but..."
"No buts."
"All I was about to say is that I'm going to leak through my panties and I 
suspect so will Charlie. Are you sure you can handle that? Your sperm 
running down our legs?"
"If I could put it there I'm sure that I can handle it running out as 
well," I laughed.
We took the little trip and soon we were standing in the jeweler's. The 
woman behind the counter looked a little disapprovingly at us since there 
was a certain smell of sex and the girls had that obvious just fucked look, 
tousled hair, soft lips and deer-soft eyes when the looked at me which 
wasn't long. As soon as they saw the counter with the rings all they had 
eyes for were the glittering symbols of love. I browsed the shop by myself 
while my daughter and Charlotte looked over the rings. More than half an 
hour later I thought it was enough and went over to them. I looked over 
their shoulders and my eyes were immediately caught by a small diamond 
surrounded by smaller stones. I pointed at that one.
"It's too expensive," Charlotte whispered.
"Do you like it?"
"Oh yes!"
"OK then. We'll take this one," I indicated the ring to the attendant who 
looked at me as if I couldn't afford it. I just pulled up a wad of money, 
searched it for bills that wasn't newer than the year in which we were, 
counted out the sum and the woman was suddenly all smiles. We left the shop 
with Charlotte holding her hand up and admiring the ring all the way to the 
van.
A couple of days later I had the coach ready and Fritz mastered the art of 
"sextanting" so we assembled the other three members of our force and told 
them that we were going for a try the next day.
We arrived at the outskirts of the town and set up Snoopy. We followed the 
traces the whole day and ended up in various places but not at any place we 
considered to be the one we were looking for. It was late afternoon and we 
were about to give up for the day when we saw a mountainous landscape when 
we looked out. Just out of curiosity we decided to have a closer look. This 
looked more as a likely place. High on the mountain there was a castle, it 
wasn't big but it looked well fortified. Down in the valley we saw a 
cluster of houses, crudely made and smoke curled out of the chimneys we 
even saw a couple of people walking down from the castle on the winding 
road.
"This sure looks as if it worth a closer look," I said and the others 
agreed. "Lets go and come back after dark."
A couple of minutes later we stood in the dark looking around. It was pitch 
dark and we couldn't see more than down to our feet. In the distance we 
could see lights in the windows of the castle but down in the houses in the 
valley it was dark.
"We just have to risk using the flashlights," Fritz said and his voice 
almost echoed.
"Wait, I think I have some duct tape in here somewhere," I said and started 
to rummage the interior of the Machine. After a while I found it and put it 
in stripes over the flashlight, letting only a narrow strip free. I lit the 
light and when the others saw what I had done the handed me their 
flashlights and I did the same to them. Now we could light up the path 
without to much danger of being discovered.
Despite the light the walk was very difficult until we reached the road but 
all the same we were all out of breath when we stood outside the gate.
"So, how do we get inside?" Nina asked.
"We have to see if there is a back door," I suggested.
"Or we could open the gate," Charlotte suggested.
"I think it is bolted and maybe even guarded. By the look of the castle it 
probably is. There were something sinister about it," Sabine said with a 
shiver in her voice.
"I brought the grappling hook just in case we could find an open window or 
a part of the wall that is low enough to get it thrown over it..."
"Good, now we at least have an option... Wait, wasn't there some sort of 
balcony each side of the gate?"
We decided to walk as far as we could, hopefully all the way around the 
castle, just to see how it was layed out. While we walked we let the small 
beams of the flashlights lighten the wall as high as we could easily see. 
There were a couple of windows that looked as if the were lying so deep in 
the wall that it would be possible to get the hook to get a grip on the 
sill. We made notes of were they were. When we came to the backside of the 
wall it ended and the castles own wall became the outer defense line. This 
could be the best place of "attack" so we looked at it more carefully. 
Suddenly I could hear Sabine swear and hurried towards her voice.
"Oh, how interesting!" I could hear Nina say. "I've heard of it and even 
saw one in a castle I visited when I was in third grade. I had forgotten 
all about them. You know they had the privies sticking out a bit from the 
wall and then they just did what they had to do and let that drop down on 
the ground. I think it only was a benefit if it should happen to land on an 
enemy," Nina almost laughed out aloud.
"It's nothing to laugh about!" Sabine answered angrily. "You try to step in 
a pile of shit!"
I could hear that her voice trailed of as she let her flashlight shine up 
on the part of the wall that were sticking out from the wall.
"Hey! There's a hole up there, and wood. I think it is a wooden bench. 
Maybe our hookthrower could make himself useful and get the hook attach to 
that hole and lets hope that there is someone sitting there just then, that 
should make him get out of this filthy habit to shit down the wall," this 
time there was some smile in her voice.
"Good idea," Nina quickly agreed to soothe the earlier glee.
I looked up and saw that it maybe could be done. But it would be a very 
difficult throw and opted that we should find another solution if there was 
one to be found. We continued our walk, the only difference now was that we 
had part of our attention on the ground, none of us wanted to repeat 
Sabine's mishap.
When we got to the gate again we saw that there was some sort of, not 
balcony, but a balustrade on each side of it. This would be the absolute 
easiest way to get up the wall plus I could take some steps back without 
the danger of falling down the mountain when I aimed and threw the hook. 
Either I had bettered my ability to throw the grappling or I was in luck 
because it stuck at my first effort. As the last time we used it Fritz was 
the first one to climb up and he was to check the balustrade for doors or 
any means of getting inside. It only lasted a few minutes till we heard him 
call down in a husked voice that there was a door that was unlocked. Nina 
climbed up and then Charlotte should climb but she kept gliding down as 
soon as she had gotten a meter up the rope.
"Merde," she cursed, "I have never climbed up a rope. I don't know how 
to..."
"Don't worry dear. I'll climb up and Sabine will push you from behind and 
I'll reach down and draw you up the rest of the way."
With some effort I came up to the balustrade and whispered down to Sabine 
and Charlotte that I was ready. I heard some movements from down below.
"Ai! Not there!" I heard Charlotte hiss and I had to laugh silently to 
myself. It was obvious that Sabine had taken the opportunity to crop a feel 
on a sensitive part of Charlotte.
"Sorry," I heard Sabine giggle and then I could feel Charlottes hand 
searching for mine and got a grip on it and with a moan I hauled her up 
till she lay with her stomach on the stonewall.
"Ouch," she complained as she rolled over the balustrade and landed rather 
heavily on the floor. Immediately thereafter Sabine stood beside us.
Chapter 26
We had finished searching the stables and found the Machine that this Vlad 
or Perette used. Now we had to find out if there were more of them. The 
stables only held one but maybe there were some in the main building as 
well. We had to check it out just to be sure.
The door was locked but after looking thoroughly at the lock I saw that it 
was very crude and wouldn't be any match for my lockpicking skills. I soon 
had the door unlocked and we slunk inside and carefully closed and locked 
the door behind us. After a short conference we decided to split up and I 
together with Charlotte and Nina should search downstairs, and I could look 
in the cellar as well since that was my favorite spot to search. We split 
up and I saw the Fritz and Sabine's flashlights and stunguns disappear up 
the stairs and the rest of us started to search the ground floor.
We started with the library and went through it thoroughly but found 
nothing. We even searched the kitchen without finding any Machine so we 
turned towards the cellar. This time we had better luck. In a small, almost 
cupboard sized room, there was yet another one way Machine. This was the 
third we had found so far. We left it and went up the stairs to wait for 
Fritz and Sabine.
We decided to go back home and make some plans, we could go no further on 
this road but had to approach the problem more directly.
After a long discussion we agreed that the only thing we could do now was 
to try out the one way Machines and see were they led to. With three 
Machines we would need six persons that meant that we had to involve yet 
another one in the possibly risky operation. We went through the whole 
group one by one. I wanted Helga to stay home and in charge of things since 
I had great confidence in her ability to stay calm if a situation should 
rise. Irene and Tommy were out of the discussions soon thereafter, Irene 
being pregnant and Tommy the male that was in charge of security could not 
leave, the other most obvious choice was Chris. She was young and not 
easily scared so it was decided that Chris should join us and pair up with 
Fritz while Nina and Sabine should make one team with me and Charlotte as 
the third.
We went and told the group of our decision and asked Chris if she was 
willing to join in on the adventure and she gladly accepted. Now we had to 
find a way so we could coordinate our "attack". We found that the simplest 
way was to get three watches, calibrate them, deliver them at the various 
locations and go back in the invisible state.
Charlotte and I stood beside the Machine we had found at the monastery and 
waited for the right time to enter the Machine. When it finally arrived we 
stepped into it and soon we stood in a room, lighted by a dimmed lamp that 
hung down from a white ceiling in an otherwise empty room. There was only 
one door and nothing else that we could see so we walked over to it and I 
pushed Charlotte behind me and with the stungun ready to use I carefully 
opened the door.
Just as the door started to slowly open I heard a sound behind us and I 
spun around ready to leap on anyone who came by the Machine. I sighed a 
sigh of relief when I saw two stunguns float freely in the air and 
understood that it was a couple of us and soon it was reveled that it was 
Nina and Sabine. As soon as they too stood by the door I continued to open 
it. It led out into a dining room. I stepped through the door and took one 
step aside, letting the other three follow me. We stood there and looked 
around. It was a rather big room and in the middle there was a large 
mahogany table with six chairs around it. Paintings covered the walls and 
on one of the walls there were two windows with deep windowsills. I saw 
that someone was approaching the window.
"That's funny," I heard Sabine say from the window. "I sort of recognize 
this street. I'll go outside and check to be sure, but I'm certain that I 
know where we are."
I saw her move across the room, open a door and disappear. We followed her 
since there wasn't anything more to see in the dining room. There were one 
door just opposite the one we came through, one that lead outside and one, 
smaller on the same side as the dining-roomdoor. As we stood there the 
front door opened, there was a clicking sound when Sabine hooked the 
yalelock open and then it closed behind her.
We others went across the hall and opened the door opposite and came into a 
combined library and office. There was a computer on a desk beside the big, 
also mahogany, desk were a couple of stacks of paper lay neatly on one 
side, a telephone completed the things on the desk.
One of the women went over and started to leaf through the papers while I 
checked the bookcases with finding nothing special. I heard Charlotte call 
for me I went over and saw what she had found, a safe. I noted it but there 
was nothing I could do at the time, we may not have time enough to go 
through all the papers in the desk to find the combination, if it was 
there, we had to find all the Machines that was here. Just then we heard 
the front door open and close.
"Just as I thought," Sabine announced when she stood in the doorway. "We 
are not far away from were we lived for the first couple of years, just 
after Fritz had met us, well, I don't think that he had met May at the time 
and maybe not Katja either..."
"Yes, yes," I hurried her.
"Oh, sorry, well if I not remember wrong there should be a garage in the 
back of the house..."
"Let's check it out," I interrupted her and hurried out leaving the door 
open for the women to follow me.
I waited for Sabine to take the lead and take us to the garage. Sure enough 
it was there, adjoinacance to the main building. There was one drawback 
though, the door was locked and adding to that there was a heavy padlock as 
well. It was obvious that I wouldn't be able to pick that one. There was 
only one thing to do. We had to find the keys. As we were on our way out on 
the sidewalk again there was a man and a woman who just walked by, the 
first people we had seen since we arrived, but thanks to the shadow we were 
in they didn't see us, or rather our stunguns and we followed them after a 
short while and soon we were in the relative safety inside again. I told 
Nina to go and check the Machine since there still wasn't any sign of Fritz 
and Chris and I started to get a little worried. She was to stand guard and 
have her stungun ready if our "host" should unexpectedly come home. In the 
meantime we should search the whole house for the keys. They had to be 
there, I would never risk taking such important items with me.
While I search the rooms upstairs, Charlotte sorted through the papers and 
the drawers and Sabine was in charge of searching the ground floor.
About ten minutes later I heard two voices calling for me and since I just 
was ready with the topfloor I hastened down to see what it all was about. 
First I stuck my head into the room were the Machine was, it turned out 
that Fritz and Chris had arrived.
"Sorry we are late," Fritz said. "We had to wait for a long time before 
they all drove off in the carriage, from what I could understand they were 
still rather upset about Charlotte's disappearance and had men out 
searching for her and they had some news about her being seen about a 
hundred kilometers to the east, close to the coast and they guessed that 
she was trying to get out of the country. They left with a map and ten men. 
I don't think they'll be back for quit some time but just to be safe I stay 
here and keep watch with Nina."
When Chris came over to me I could see the telltales that they hadn't been 
too bored while they waited. I chuckled quietly when I saw this.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Chris hissed as we made our way for the library 
where Charlotte had been calling for me. Sabine was there too when we 
entered.
"Tell you what?" I asked innocently.
"That it was this... bad to go in the invisible state?"
"Bad?"
"You know very well what I mean, you mean man. It makes you so horny that 
you can't stand it! You just have to..." her voice trailed off when we 
entered the library.
"I've found the combination to the safe! It was under the candlelight in 
the lampette over there," Sabine told us as soon as we entered.
A piece of paper floated over to me and I took it eagerly and read the 
combination out aloud.
"OK, let see if it is the right one," I decided and went over to the large 
safe, knelt in front of it and started to turn the lock. I was rewarded a 
few seconds later by a loud "click" and when I pushed the handle it swung 
easily open. Inside their were a lot of money in different currencies and 
from a wide variety of times. I let them were they were. What I was looking 
for was some keys. I had to lift a stack of papers before I found four 
keys, one looked as if it would be a padlock-key and the other was a usual 
ignition-key to a car and the third key was a key that would fit in a 
safety lock. I took them all, stuck my head in to Fritz and Nina and told 
them were we would be.
The key fitted into the padlock and I soon had it opened and we could enter 
the garage. To the left there was a light switch and I turned it on and 
when the light came on we all stood there just looking in surprise. What we 
had in front of us looked as if it was Fritz old van!
"Oh my god!" Sabine exclaimed. "It is our old Machine!"
"Yes, it certainly looks so."
"What is it doing here? Why haven't he destroyed it?"
"Who knows? Maybe his wasn't as good as yours and he wanted to go over it 
and adjust his, who knows? I hope we wont be in the position to ask him. 
Well, if we were in a safe position... I wonder were that door leads?"
There was a door on the far wall that I just now saw. Maybe all four keys 
lead to something in this garage. I unhooked the car key and handed it to 
Sabine.
"See if this fits the van," I told her and went over to the door, the key 
went into the lock and turned. Slowly I opened the door and peeked inside. 
There was nothing to see but a staircase leading, rather steeply down about 
five meters.
"Chris stay by the garage door and look out, Charlie and I are going down," 
just as I said this the engine started on the van and was turned off 
immediately. "Sabine," I called when I saw that the van rocked a little as 
she climbed out. "Come over here."
We went down the stairs, me first then Sabine and last Charlotte. When we 
stood on the small space at the end of the stairs we saw another door to 
the left, it was as if it lead down under the main building. This door 
wasn't locked and it swung silently open as I pushed it. I found the light 
switch and turned it. There were two more doors on the left side of the 
small corridor I stepped over to them and saw that there were no locks on 
them but there were some beams locking the second one. First I opened the 
first door and looked inside the room. It looked as a warehouse, shelves 
after shelves full with various items and tools. It could be worth looking 
at later. I lifted the beam off the holders to the second door and looked 
inside. This room was dimly lit and what I saw made me gasp in horror.
"What? What is it?" I heard Sabine ask and I felt both of her and Charlotte 
peek over my shoulder and saw the cage, formed like a bird cage only with 
thicker bars, and there was lying someone on the bottom of it in a cramped 
position. It was a young boy from what I could see. He was dirty and no 
wonder, he lay in his own excrement and urine. I looked intently and could 
see that he was alive because once in a while his ribcage expanded and 
sank. Charlotte suddenly gave up a cry in despair.
"Oh dear God! It's Robert! It's Robert! What have they done? Oh my God! 
What have they done?!" she cried and hurried over to the young boy sitting 
in a cage which was hanging down to about a meter over the floor and 
reached her hand inside and lay it on the bent leg. "He's warm. He's alive! 
Hurry!" she rushed over to the wall were the chain that held the cage up 
were secured. "Hurry! Help me! Please!"
I could hear the chain rustle while she heaved and yanked at it and slowly 
I realized what she had said. I hurried over to her and with a great effort 
I managed to get the chain unhooked and tried to lower it as carefully as 
possible but despite my aspiration it just fell the last decimeter or two 
and hit the floor with a loud thump. The boy inside didn't stir more than 
the expected shake as the cage hit the floor. I saw the bars rattle as 
Charlotte tried to get inside.
"Wait, wait," I heard Sabine say and the rattling stopped and the only 
sound in the room were the soft sobs from Charlotte. "Now Robert, raise the 
cage. Pull damn it!" she growled when I didn't do as she told me fast 
enough.
I pulled the chain and the cage lifted a bit, without the bottom. Despite 
the fact that it was only the bars, no bottom and no body to raise it was 
still hard work but finally I got the cage high enough up in the air for 
Sabine and Charlotte to lean in and half lift and half drag the boy out and 
lay him flat on the floor. He was naked, covered in his own dried in 
excrement's. I looked around the room to find some water and a rag or 
something so we could wash the most of the dirt off him but I couldn't see 
anything. I remembered that I had seen a hose in the other room and went to 
it. There was a hose and beside it there was a bucket. I could find no 
cloth however. I filled the bucket  with water and when I was on my way 
into the other room I called for Chris and when I heard her voice on the 
top of the stairs I told her to get inside the house and fetch some cloth 
of any kind. She didn't ask questions but did as I had told her at once and 
I carried the bucket into the women.
I saw that the boy's, Robert's, head was elevated somewhat and that it 
rocked back and forth and I understood that Charlotte had it in her arms 
slowly rocking it while she spoke in a broken voice words in French. The 
bucket had hardly hit the floor before Sabine dipped her hand in it and 
carefully started to clean Robert's face.
"I told Chris to get some cloth, she'll be here soon."
"Good, was there more buckets? We could use one with clean water to rinse 
with."
"I'll see."
When I went inside the other room I heard bare feet running down the stairs 
and I stopped long enough to tell Chris to go into the other room with the 
cloth, curtains as the look of it. I heard muffled voices from the other 
room while I search for another bucket but I couldn't see any. I decided to 
go into the house and get something to carry the water in. I yelled over to 
the women what I was to do.
"Get some towels as well," Chris shouted back.
There was warm water in the faucet so I mixed it to lukewarm in a big pot, 
found some kitchen towels and went back to the cellar. Robert was more or 
less clean by now and when Sabine and Chris dipped the towels in the warm 
water and rubbed his body with it he soon was as clean as we could get him 
in this place.
"Charlie," I said. "You and I have to go back and get our Machine so we can 
get Robert back home to Helga. Can you leave him for just a minute?"
"OK," she sobbed and slowly lowered his head to the floor. She crept into 
my arms for a short hug before I took her by her hand and lead her to 
Fritz' Machine. "We'll use Fritz' Machine, it'll be faster."
I opened the door for her and climbed in after her. I started the engine 
and backed it out on the yard, hit the appropriate buttons and we stood 
almost beside our own Time Machine. We switched vehicles and were soon 
again parked in the yard, this time in the visible state. I shivered a 
little as we climbed out, the night was rather cold and now I could feel 
it.
We hurried down and entered the room and found Robert almost clean.
"I'll go and tell Fritz and Nina were you are gone," Sabine said as she and 
Chris followed upstairs.
"I don't think that you need to stand guard here any longer. Join Fritz and 
Nina and wait for Charlie and me to come back. But you better close the 
door and don't loose the keys."
"Dad," Chris said a little hurt.
"I know, sorry darling. See you in a while."
I lay Robert as comfortable as I could on the seat and Charlotte kneeled 
beside him. We were outside the mansion almost before her knees hit the 
floor and I picked Robert's light body up in my arms and just as we got out 
of the Machine all the women stood at the door looking apprehensively at us 
and when they saw me carrying someone in my arms they rushed over at me, 
all except Tommy whom I noticed out of the corner of my eyes had taken a 
step and stood in the darkest part of the small verandah. I made a silent 
notice to commend him when we had time to talk. Just now all I wanted was 
to get Robert inside and leave him in the care of the women. I carried him 
into a small, empty room were I lay him on the bed. Helga, who else, bent 
over him and as soon as she did that her nose wrinkled and she told no one 
in particular to get a washbasin, warm water and a soap. She felt him over 
the whole body very carefully.
"I think he needs medical help as soon as possible. He is totally 
dehydrated and I suspect on the verge to die from starvation."
I thought quickly.
"OK, have any of you used the Machine?"
Helga and Tania said yes so I chose Tania and May to come with me. I met 
Tommy as he was coming in from a round outside.
"Tommy, I have to ask you to skip the watch for a while. I think Irene and 
Thekla can handle it for a while."
"Why?"
"I want you to escort Tania and May and get a doctor from somewhere. 
Somewhere preferably in a town as far from here as possible. We can't ask 
him for a house-call in this matter so you have to abduct him and I think 
you can be more persuasive than any of the women."
"OK, I'll just tell Tania and May."
"Tell Charlie that she may stay if she want to and meet me at the Machine 
after that. I'll just go over the commands with Tania, just as a 
refresher."
It didn't take more than a couple of minutes till Tommy came out to the 
Machine in company of Charlotte. They both climbed into us.
"You may stay with your brother, no one even expect you to leave him now," 
I said as Charlotte sat down.
"I want to get the bastard who did this to him and I trust that Helga and 
you guys will do the best you can for him," she said with gritted teeth.
"OK. Now, first of all we'll get Charlotte and me to our Machine and then 
your off to your task."
A short while later I parked our Time Machine in Perette's backyard. We 
hurried inside and we had just got inside when we heard rather loud voices 
coming from the room with the Machine so we hurried over to it. The sight 
we saw was unbelievable. On the floor lay Perette struggling to get up on 
his feet, struggling against nothing! Or so it looked, I knew that at least 
one, possibly all four of my companions either sat on him or held him down. 
Someone had blindfolded him and was now about to tie his hands behind his 
back. We hurried over and held down his legs and this was too much for the 
struggling man. He stopped struggling and lay quit still while he was 
securely tied up. Finally we could all stand and look down at our catch.
"Well, what do we do with him?"
"Chop his head off!" Charlotte spat spitefully.
"Now, now dear," I said, sympathizing with her feelings. "You know very 
well that we can't do that. It would put as in the same standard as his."
"We can't let him go! He's evil!"
"No, we can't."
"There must be something we can do to get rid of him."
Wait a minute. I think we have to do things in the right order. Fritz come 
with me for a while, will you."
We stopped just outside the door.
"First we must destroy the Machines he got. The three on wayers as well as 
the coatch."
"Yes, your right but someone must stay here and watch him."
"I think I have an idea. Did he notice you being invisible when you got 
him?"
"I don't think so. We put a curtain over his head before we gave him a 
shock, well maybe it was two shocks at once, the first being attacked in 
his own home and the second was a shot of electricity. He fell down 
immediately but we hadn't thought of ropes so he woke up fully before we 
started to tie him up but the curtain was over his head the whole time and 
then we blindfolded him more securely."
"Good, we have to get you back hear in the visible condition, he already 
knows you so it really doesn't matter if he sees you and it could be to our 
advantage if he didn't know me or the others if we should have to deal with 
him again. He now knows that your not on your own so.."
"OK, I'll be back in a while then."
We waited until Fritz was back and squarely seated on top of Perette before 
I asked the others to come into the library with me. I told them the plan 
in short. We should split up again, go back, destroy the Machines on the 
other side and I would pick them up in intervals of fifteen minutes. 
Everything went very smoothly and without any delays and soon I had picked 
up all the women and the only thing left to take care of now was the coach. 
All we had to get out of it was the computer parts and that was easily 
done. Now they didn't have any means to get in contact with each other.
When we arrived back to Fritz he told us that he had time to think things 
over and that he thought the best was to get Perette back a couple of 
hundred years, we didn't think that a Time Machine could work without the 
computer parts so he should be isolated there and we didn't have to harm 
him in any way. It was totally up to himself how he would survive but he 
had some experience in that field already so we didn't fear for his welfare 
too much.
We all agreed that this would be an appropriate punishment for him, 
including Charlotte as she had time to think it over for a short while. We 
were a little cramped in the Machine as we went back to the mid seventeenth 
century found a forest were we pushed Perette out and Fritz went over and 
freed one of his hands before he ducked back into the Machine and before 
Perette had time to remove the blindfold we were gone and back home.
Chapter 27
We rushed inside as soon as we were parked in the yard at home, eager to 
find out how Charlotte's brother was. We were met by reassuring smiles and 
words by the whole family which was assembled in the living room. At this 
Charlotte and I continued to the room were we had put Robert while the 
others retired to more secluded parts of the house.
When we entered the room we saw Tommy stand by the side of the door with an 
watchful eye on a man who were leaning over the thing body of the boy in 
the bed.
"How is he?" Charlotte asked worried.
"I should really need some intravenous drip to be absolutely satisfied. He 
is heavily dehydrated and under nourished."
"Is there anything we can do without the drip?" Helga asked.
"Give him water, in small quantities but regularly, feed him, soup or even 
better a consommé, also in small quantities and often. I'll give you some 
pills, tranquilizers and sleeping pills if he should get restless. All he 
need is sleep and nourishment and a lot to drink of course. He is young and 
there is nothing else wrong with him." The doctor stood and looked around 
an when he saw me he directed his words to me, "What happened to him?"
"An accident," I answered shortly.
"I don't believe you, I really should report this to the police as soon as 
I get home."
"Yes, of course you shall," I agreed. "Are you finished here?" 
"Yes."
"May we offer you a glass of whine? Whisky or something?"
"Hmph, thank you. A whisky would be nice."
"If you'll follow me I'll make sure you get something. Are you staying here 
Charlie?"
"Yes, but," she blushed and shot the doctor a glance "You know what I - we 
need to..."
"Of course dear, I'll be back later. I'll just have a little talk with the 
doctor and a small glass of whisky."
I took the doctor into the living room were almost all the other members of 
the family sat and listened to music, read or talked. Everyone looked up 
from what the were doing just for a while but soon they ignored us 
completely.
"You must forgive us for not introducing ourselves to you," I said a little 
apologetic.
"Yes."
"A glass of whisky coming up, straight, on the rocks or with water?"
"Straight please."
I saw that he looked around, taking everything in, but I didn't see any 
harm in that. There was nothing in the room that could expose us in any 
way. I noticed that he looked very interestingly on the CD player and 
casually he strolled up to it, looked it over and then he checked the Cds, 
he took one out from its place and turned it over and over in his hands.
I went over to him and looked at the CD he was holding in his hands.
"Oh, do you like Rolling Stones?" I asked when I saw that he was holding 
one of Chris' favorites in his hands.
"Who?" he asked surprised.
"The Stones," I indicated the CD in his hands.
He looked down on it and saw the name on the cover.
"Oh, that, no, well I don't know. Never heard of him, he looked down again 
and read the text on the cover, "them," he changed his words.
I found this a little odd, not that he didn't like them, but that he had 
never heard them, or anything of them. He gulped down his whisky in one 
gulp.
"I guess I'll better..." he stuttered a little nervously.
"Yes, of course. How much do we own you for this inconvenience?"
"Nothing, nothing at all. I really..."
It was obvious he was very nervous.
"Let me assure you, no harm will come to you." I turned to the women and 
ask non in particular, "any of you women fancy a ride?"
"Yes! Yes!" almost all of them shrieked.
"OK, why don't we all go then. Get some money we might stop by a shop or 
two."
I stepped over to Tommy and asked him what year he had picked the doctor up 
and when he told me I could understand why he became nervous all in a 
sudden, it was well more than thirty years before CD was even mentioned in 
the magazines.
"Give him some money when you leave him," I told Tommy. "Well, I'll say 
good bye then. May we call upon you again if the need should rice?"
"Yes, of course. You should let your own doctor look at the boy in a week 
or so."
"OK, we'll do that, again thank you and good bye."
The doctor disappeared in the middle of the women as they all hurried out 
to the van, I couldn't go with them, I had a date with Charlotte.
Robert didn't need any more visits from a doctor but we took him to a local 
one for a normal health check. He recovered fast and was spoiled rotten by 
all the women but he took it as a man and kept mostly to his sister and a 
couple of Fritz wives.
After about a years time there was an epidemic of pregnant women and the 
group grew steadily over the years. We never heard of Perette and his 
accomplishes again, thankfully, but we ran into other dangers that is not 
to be revealed in this story.
The End
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