George was a successful middle-aged investor with more money and time than he could put to good use. Shortly after acquiring his fortune -- by shortselling stocks and betting on the misfortunes of others -- he had purchased a large castle from a small Eastern European country, which he had transported brick-by-brick to his wooded estate.<br/><br/>George:<br/>http://elliquiy.com/wiki/File:Pic18.jpg (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/File:Pic18.jpg)<br/><br/>The castle:<br/>http://elliquiy.com/wiki/File:Dsc04264.jpg (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/File:Dsc04264.jpg)<br/><br/>The bright facade gave little indication of the depravities within.  He had updated parts of the castle with luxurious modern niceties, while preserving the malevolent ambience of other rooms.<br/><br/>Here he played host to small parties for other bored millionaires who shared his domineering tendencies. Recruiting at elite schools throughout New England, he kept a rotating stable of young submissives on hand, squiring them away in rooms within the castle.<br/><br/>George entered the large, central meeting room and greeted his two compatriates disinterestedly. The three men sat at a large oak table in a room with high ceilings lit only by candelight. The flickering flames danced over the sneers of the businessmen and swarmed over the walls, hung with toys, outfits, and accessories of various levels of discomfort.<br/><br/>He circled the table with wine for his guests, informing them that the ladies would be joining them soon.