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Die Erziehung meiner Frau

... spectacle said, "Jim, I am John

and that is my wife Janelle." "Doren requested training from us and now she has

requested release from her training because she met you. There are certain

conditions that must be met. If you truly love Doren as she believes you do

you must comply if she is to be yours".

Janelle's manipulations of Doren's crotch soon had Doren wailing in the throes

of yet another orgasm. Janelle seemed to be unaffected as if she masturbated and

molested Doren in this manner on a regular basis.

John asked me to accompany him and Doren said, "Jim, please go" in between her

moans and sobs. John and I walked out on the scene of Doren's violation. John

and I got into his Mercedes. John explained that we were headed to a 24-hour

restaurant for breakfast and that Janelle and Doren were going to join us

shortly.

Chapter four

In the car John explained that if I didn't consent to his requests and follow

his instructions explicitly, that Doren would never again have anything to do

with me and that most probably she would leave town and I would never see her

again. The thought of this happening made me shrivel up inside. I must have

asked John a hundred questions about Doren and her circumstances. John answered

all of the questions truthfully and indicated if I agreed to their requests,

Doren has said she would be mine forever and that she would belong to me, but

only after they were finished with her. He ...

... indicated that it would all be over

soon and then Doren and I would never see either him or Janelle again after they

returned in to make sure the markings Doren agreed to were properly done. He

said they would return if we requested it but only if we requested it. I asked

John what type of marking he was talking about and he replied that Doren was

going to have to tell me.

After we were in the restaurant a while and had consumed several cups of coffee

the conversation had started to lull. I looked up and Doren and Janelle were

walking in the door. These two women would have turned heads anywhere. Janelle

was striking although somewhat shorter than Doren's 5'10" frame. As they made

their way to the booth where John and I were sitting I noticed that Doren was

not walking as she usually did. Her steps were shorter and her hips did not move

with the same confident sway that they usually had.

Doren had on the leather trench coat and high heels again. Janelle was stunning.

Her light, pale features contrasted with Doren's tan. Janelle smiled and took

off her coat and handed it to John revealing a smart suit outfit. She looked at me and snickered saying, "Please excuse

Doren because she won't be removing her coat". Doren's head bowed slightly and

she said nothing. Doren slowly slid into the booth beside me sitting down very

slowly and gingerly. She gasped slightly as her bottom touched the seat.

Doren looked me in the eye and leaned ...