Monday, 13 January 2014

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MILADY ELOISE

This Is A Fictitious, Lyrical Short Story Of A Very Beautiful, Intelligent, Sexy, Wealthy And Creative Woman.  Her Great Successes Far Outnumbered All Her Failures.  It Would Make An Interesting Movie, Feature-Length Or Short And Sweet.  It Could Be Well-Accompanied By Ralph Williams, Perhaps His “Green Sleeves’” Themes.  Someone Like Nichole Kidman And Jack Nicholson Could Be The Stars For Eloise And Samuel.

By Izzy Ess Of Oblige Noblesse

Sir Samuel Charles Effingham decided he was old and tired and needed to resign his post as Minister of Finance in the Labour Government of 2202 of the British Parliament.  He did dictate a letter stating that he would step down, October 31st.  His estate in Birmingham was so successful with its use of coal for making high grade steel for weapons, cutlery and locomotives, that he was a millionaire before he was elected twenty years ago and the Effingham Steel Company run by his own daughter, Eloise Maude Effingham-Smythe, tripled all his assets while he was sitting in the House of Commons.  In fact, she’d helped him out, in private, many times, with her financial wizardry and cleverness.  Sir Samuel Charles was quite entitled to take up a seat in the House of Lords and did.

Milady Eloise was very beautiful, creative, smart and statuesque.  When she was seventeen, she had been Ms. Great Britain and been awarded Ms. Congeniality in old Schenectady in 2169.  A brilliant student, she graduated youngest and the smartest in the class of 2170, at Oxford University, in Math and Science, scoring perfect marks in Geometry and Algebra and Trigonometry and the Astrophysics of the complicated mathematics of the Theories of Everything.  She was awarded many academic prizes for her refinements of the Theory of Big Bang, which predicted the exciting Novae and the Big Black Holes.  She achieved her BSc, her MSc and her MBA with papers in statistics and “The Universal Solar Systems,” which when published by the Oxford Press, became the standard text for advance-ed students in the field of Astrophysics, Mathematics and Astronomy.  Her published minor subject “Treatise of the Sociology of Colour,” was a bestseller and a university required reading textbook.  She became renowned as “Queen of Royal Purple,” for her famous observations on why purple was preferred by royalty.  Her 2181 PhD was based on “Iron Metals in the Modern World of Electronic Nanoseconds,” along with her statistical and brilliant speculations on the element of iron in development of all past civilizations of the Earth, was published and translated, and became another lucrative bestseller and a textbook for advance-ed studies at most universities.  Eventually, she did win the Stockholm Nobel Prize in Math and Physics.  Eloise turned down a dozen offers for some academic and commercial enterprises, while she did take up her father’s offer of the CEO of Effingham Steel Company and, “ironically, turned the iron into gold.”  Her biographer entitled his account of Eloise’s first fifty years, “The Turn of Iron into Gold.”  It became a world-wide best seller and a glowing inspiration for all younger women, everywhere.

This great success story did not mention anything about the unsuccessful social life of Milady Eloise Maude Effingham-Smythe.  She was the only child of Lord Samuel Charles Effingham.  Milady Mildred Effingham, her mother, died in childbirth and Lord Effingham did not remarry.  Samuel became a doting father, denying nothing to his precious daughter who was a happy child and often giggled uncontrollably.  She loved her father and spent her time with him in all evenings and the nights.  She took to slipping into his big king-sized bed, with four posts and fringe-ed, tasselled canopy.  She liked to take her night clothes off and match the nakedness of her own father who liked to fondle her, as she would fondle him.  Often they would sleep, embraced, after several tender moments, stroking private parts.  Throughout the night, she would awake when Sir Samuel’s sleeping manhood would awake and stand up straight.  She learned to stroke it, lick it and enjoy the salty semen that he would squirt out when he was glad to have relief of built-up pressures in his fascinating balls.  She would play with them and watch as his large manhood would get hard and start to throb before his masthead turned a pinkish purple and exploded with the salty stuff she liked to gobble up and swallow, eh?  She learned to put his softened masthead in her little mouth and make it hard and throbbing and to take his salty stuff directly into her small throat and swallow everything he would produce.  Sir Samuel would smile and say how pleased he was to have such loving talent in his daughter, Lady Eloise.  She was so proud to be his darling daughter and considered that she was, indeed, Milady of the Manor Effingham.

When Eloise was eight, she learned to spread her lovely little thighs for her own father to just gently push his manhood in between her private parts which lubricated to facilitate his penetration into them.  She found it pleasant and exciting, eh?  She saw that this was pleasant and exiting for her loving father and she did it frequently.  When she was twelve, she went through menarchy; her father told her she was now a woman and could have a baby, if she wished.  She wished with all her heart to please him.  She was disappointed when he said it would not be acceptable in society if she were impregnated by her father.  Thereafter, she was fully satisfied by oral sex, and so was Samuel.  He said she was too young to seek a husband and she waited dutifully.

When at high school, a nice handsome class-mate, Daniel Blaine of Smythe, a Duke of Gloucester, did approach her and expressed his love for her intelligence and pulchritude, and didn’t mention that a union would make him a wealthy man.  Despite her father’s strong objections to this marriage, Eloise became betrothed.  She couldn’t wait to make a baby, but was unsuccessful.  After marriage, she continued trying.  Gynecologists told her and her new husband and her father that she had a uterus with two small chambers, like a rabbit, and would not get pregnant easily.  She insisted on quite frequent intercourse with her husband and her father, but to no avail.  Duke Daniel willingly received a huge amount of money to accept divorce.  He used his winnings to take off to Kingston, in Jamaica, on his brand new yacht and was never seen again in Effingham.  Milady Eloise officially took over leadership in Effingham and shared the bed of Samuel Charles, quite unabashedly.  Their social, sexual and commercial intercourse was extremely frequent and quite satisfying to both our Milady and Milord.  The both of them felt very fortunate to have discovered their great loves.  Both felt that their successes were in large part due to having found a great, supportive and instructive personage with which to go through life.

Throughout the years, both Samuel and Eloise were free to treat themselves to buxom chambermaids and handsome stable boys.  As well, they often hosted parties for both royalty and business friends who would often entertain them with new sexual experiences with Kings and Queens, some Duchesses and Dukes and CEOs, vice-presidents and presidents, of important companies.  In private moments, Eloise and Samuel would laugh about their sexual adventures, usually quite naked, lying intertwined and quite enjoined, in bed at night.  In 2024, Samuel had minor apoplexy which did render him quite impotent.  He and Eloise were satisfied with oral sex, as they had done when she was younger.  Eloise had three quite well-endowed staff members who were happy to indulge her yearnings for deep intercourse, at any time she wished.  Her favourite was to have all three attend to fantasies that she still harboured for the making of a baby.  After menopause, she gave up on her wish to be a mother and just relaxed, enjoying her frivolities.

At fifty-five, our Eloise was quite a handsome woman, and immensely rich.  Oft wooed by many members of the Royal Court and powerful important businessmen, she would inform them, right up front, that marriage was not her ambition, while she frequently invited them to spend the night or weekend at her Effingham huge mansion, not at all reluctant to make business deals with all of them, to increase her already earned huge assets.  She was listed as the wealthiest, desirable woman in the world by Forbes and other business publications when her personal net value was quite easily much more than twenty billion US dollars.  Eloise and Effingham and Effingham Steel Company were featured frequently in financial magazines with glossy pages.

Samuel expired of metastatic cancer of the liver in the latter part of 2027.  A huge memorial was well attended.  Eloise did mourn for almost one full year.  She did erect an iron statue of his likeness for the lawn and garden just behind the manor where she expressed her love to him, in spiritus, repeatedly until she died.  Everything had been bequeathed to Eloise, the reigning queen of her domain.  She died of apoplexy when she was approaching ninety-eight, continuing to be quite enthralled repeatedly by her three favourites right up until the night she died.  She left a lot of money to her favourites and many other loyal staff.  The bulk of her estate was left as an endowment for the Oxford University for scholarships and fellowships and more research in fields of Astrophysics and pure Mathematics.  Effingham was established as a School of Sociology and Colour Physiology and well-endowed with huge annuities.  The loyal staff and favourites erected a steel statue in the likeness of Milady Eloise of Effingham.  It revealed her pulchritude and sexy attitude with revealing clothing made of shiny alloy steel constructed to appear quite purple in the sunlight and the moonlight, an earlier invention of Milady Eloise.  Perhaps three thousand men, or so, who had experienced her warmth and sociability, or just heard about it, did attend her funeral and huge memorial.

THE END

© izzy sommers, md
Welland, Canada

January 9, 2014

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