Dr. Winthrop Samuels Series by Chris Bellows

Author:Chris Bellows [Bellows, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotica
Publisher: Pink Flamingo Media
Published: 2015-08-31T04:00:00+00:00

Epilogue

Mrs. Consuela de la Porta

It is fortuitous to be wealthy when one has the proclivity which I possess.

Winnie so nicely arranged for me to meet this Sunny Sudenskaya... that ostensibly chance encounter on a secluded lower Manhattan side street was most contrived. Yes, Dr. Winthrop Samuels and I go back a few years. In medical school together, I dropped out when my wealthy father died. With the bequeathal of few hundred million dollars, late night study, long hours of internship, become no longer endurable.

So with my father’s demise I was left to marry, a charming and equally wealthy man, and pursue recreational activities. No children desired. Our tepid marriage is more akin to a merger of business interests.

Winnie emailed pictures of Sunny to me. I became intrigued. Enough so that I had the crew prepare my yacht and we sailed to New York. Then we conspired for a rendezvous. Winnie thought that a ‘chance’ meeting, one in which Sunny was displayed leashed, mostly naked, and outdoors on a public street, would best illustrate her predilection... one which so nicely complements mine. He is aware of my penchant for ownership... body and soul... my preference for mousey little girls... obedient... trainable tongues... limited family... not to be missed if I whisk them away. When I freely palpated Sunny’s breasts, teased her zippered labia, her silence bespoke loudly. Toying with her clitoral hood leash almost brought an orgasm. Control and governance arouse!

And when Winnie so graciously invited me to his holiday gathering, I became even more attracted to and enticed by this Sunny Sudenskaya. The girl, strung up and bound utilizing permanent openings, so subtly enjoyed exhibiting her aberrant sexuality. Yes, she was in her element in being so displayed, acquiescing so placidly to Winnie’s clever bondage.

I swatted those breasts throughout the night. And yes, the smelling salts were used. No one was in any particular hurry, so I leisurely tormented. I would guess that each application of the searing hot spatula required some ten minutes of recovery... required to calm those cramping muscles.

I fell in love!

I suppose aficionados of fine art have the some emotion concerning a rare painting, for the affection is not romantic attraction. No, I coveted the modified nakedness as one would covet a sculpture.

I wanted her. I wanted her to be on display for me... at my behest. From Dr. Winthrop Samuels, artiste, I acquired a living masterpiece.

Yes, when one has uncountable millions, one is usually able to acquire what one wants. After all, there remain some foreign countries where the application of modest dollars can still serve to silence the tongues of government. Nothing outrageous to raise the ire of the free world mind you. Just some ‘games’ where allegedly consenting participants engage in otherwise condemned behavior.

So weeks after the holiday gathering, Winnie secured Sunny in the frame and some well paid conspirators wheeled her out of the loft. Down the elevator, into a panel truck, to the Brooklyn docks, onto my yacht and away we sailed, Sunny never leaving the devious frame of Dr.

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