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  Rinsed, remaining dripping wet, the pole returns, soft cloth enshrouding the scrotum. Soaking wet, Jack is led away.

  “Exercise is next, the patient well acclimated to being directed by his supervising nurse, never moving without the guidance of her hand. As you have noted, there is never contact with other patients. Patient Jack is always in isolation but for his nurse. His mind slowly being transformed, ingraining deference for her, exuding humility, with all sexuality and thoughts of sex eliminated.”

  The video ends with Jack in the courtyard, yoke replaced by thick nylon waist belt with restraining cuffs. He silently plods in seemingly endless circles, following tugs on the pole, the hand of his nurse always in control. She speaks, probably in the dialect, the words unknown, the sound dampened. Her look is of cool confidence... so young... so much in control.

  The scene fades. A caption comes on the screen...

  For the elektronisch abgelassen of patient Jack, see video number 4

  Well, not having the code, I will not see Jack painfully drained of semen utilizing the electric anal probe. Just as well, it oddly disturbs me seeing a boy ejaculate without the direction of a woman’s hand.

  Epilogue

  I finally find a suitable boy. This one wants to be feminized... at least on weekends... and never on semester break when he must return to his parents. It works for me. My new CFNM party boy... girl.

  So I dress him, much more effeminately than Jack, and on weekends put him on display. I have just the place for him to show off... that seedy Soho club where Lips Louie entertains macho fisters with his oral prowess.

  Since my boy is rather gender confused, the amusing reluctance of being stripped naked before men isn’t there as with Jack. Still the threat of having him bend and present his lovely cheeks for sodomy brings delightful concern.

  It’s Saturday night. While my boy stands under bright lights presenting himself naked and erect, I make it a point to indeed find Lips Louie. It may cost my boy a wad of semen he’d rather not give up, but I am desirous of that contact information... for the ex con man who may remain legally married to Mrs. Judith Lipton.

  I catch a glimpse, Louie in pink ribbon and bow. When I approach it seems he has just pleasured a rather well hung gang banger, for his voice is hoarse, obviously even Lips having limitations in the throat department.

  “Would you like to taste my boy?” I bluntly suggest.

  He looks. My boy wears make up, sparkling ear studs, hair long which I coif most girlishly for these Saturday soirees.

  “A girly boy. Not really my type,” Lips equally blunt.

  “Well how about a favor then. I’ll owe you one.”

  Lips Louie, long out of his three piece suit and the staid practice of law, considers. He’s now a free spirit, not a care in the world, apparently earning quite a settlement from Kinder, Morganthau and Mack, the law firm that dismissed him... prematurely... sans appropriate human resource procedure.

  “Find me a cowboy sometime. I like ‘em rugged.”

  “Will do. How about that guy you tracked down a while back, Mrs. Lipton’s first husband. Can I get his contact information?”

  “Sure. His name Robert del Rio. Currently of Ossining, New York. A guest of the New York Department of Corrections. Though he’s due to be sprung soon.”

  Well that’s easy enough. He’s in Sing Sing penitentiary.

  I thank Lips and return to my naked boy, obediently standing on his stool, proudly displaying a good sized erection. He looks pretty, a purple tipped swollen penis contrasting nicely with the otherwise girlish look.

  It’s been many months since I lost Jack. Lots of money received, the Institute’s video of my former party boy both entertaining and disturbing. Essentially I sold Jack. In hindsight, I probably should have been more loyal. Yet $5,000,000 can easily compromise loyalty.

  But overall, I am not a woman who likes to be on the losing end, though whether I have really suffered a loss is debatable. Though she’s one of us, the haughty Mrs. Lipton should not always win. Still, I am sworn not to further muddy the waters of Mrs. Lipton’s inheritance. And as she has pointed out, it benefits me not to do so... and even more so now.

  But there is nothing in the agreements, however long and detailed, which prevents me from suggesting to this Robert del Rio, apparently a con man of questionable skill, that his marriage may remain legally in place... in the United States. And that his wife is worth hundreds of millions...

  Ah, the thought of the reprobate exiting Sing Sing and becoming a respectable resident of Palm Beach, leading a life of wealth and luxury, intrigues.

  But could it be that Mrs. Lipton will have another candidate for a one way trip to the Bavarian Alps?

  Comments, criticisms and feedback are welcomed. Chris_Bellows@hotmail.com

  Other books by Chris Bellows

  (available at Pink Flamingo’s new site (http://www.eroticbooknetwork.com)

  A Gift From James

  A Sadist’s Story

  A Woman’s Servant

  A Woman’s Servant - The Second Semester

  About Eve

  An Interview With Mrs. Carlotta Fenwick

  Becoming Miss Ashley’s Pet

  Behavioral Modification - Lessons from Constancia Island

  Collared & Leashed

  Constancia Island

  Feminine Governance

  Feminizing the Belligerent Male

  Lady Constance

  Laura Davidson Keeper of Men

  Lessons in Discipline and Servitude

  Milking Male Essence

  Miss Elizabeth’s Captive

  Naked Rendition

  Of Male Chastity

  Penance Corporation of America Books I & II

  Penance Corporation of America Book III

  Prince Imay’s Palace

  Ship of Remorse

  Supplication of the Male Pig

  Suspension Bondage

  Tagged

  Tales From the Estate

  Taming the Virile Male

  The Blacksmith’s Daughter

  The Conquerable

  The Decision

  The Entrapped

  The Gimp

  The Incarceration of Jennifer

  The Last Pony Girl

  The Male Concubine

  The Predator

  About the Author

  Chris Bellows, a nom de plume, is single and on the north side of middle age. He lives an astonishingly ascetic life in the New York metropolitan area.

  After a lifetime of reading erotica, Chris began to write some ten or more years ago when he found the quality of the store bought material which he formerly enjoyed reading had deteriorated into ‘mush’. With fervent fingers and well worn keyboard, his hard drive filled, yet his early efforts did not initially meet his own standards. He continuously honed and polished until finally, with the completion of ‘Lady Constance’, he produced a work which he deemed worthy of publishing.

  Pink Flamingo had the best author’s guidelines and after submission and acceptance in January 2001, Lady Constance was published and the relationship has continued to the present day. Most of Chris’s work can be found on Pink Flamingo new site www.eroticbooknetwork.com.

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  Writing erotica..., strong, unbridled, always attempting to push the bounds of ‘conventional’ D/s..., has become a daily passion for Chris. He endeavors to make his story lines unique, avoids vulgarity, abhors the sophomoric onomatopoeia of flagellation stories, and constantly seeks to ‘work outside the box’.

  Chris writes in many different genres, salting female dominant themes with male dominance and vice versus. He writes credibly from many viewpoints including ‘first person female’. He avoids duplicating themes and attempts to introduce new forms and methods of manifesting sexual power exchange with each story, a trait which has become an unwritten warranty to his readers.

  There is no prepackaged format for Chris’s work p
roduct, and he has turned down offers from other publishers when such have sought to trim his efforts in order to more suitably conform his writings to their envisioned ‘box’ of erotic offerings.

  The results speak notably..., readers with an interest in D/s who will be surprised, enlightened and entertained with each unique plot and storyline.

  Chris enjoys reading and responding to readers comments. Visit his blog, http://chrisbellows.blogspot.com. He can be contacted at chris_bellows@hotmail.com.

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