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Die Erziehung meiner Frau

... was going

to flood the coat out of my lap. The sensations and feelings were heightened by

my efforts to keep the look of arousal off of my face.

Janelle commented, "My Jim, your face looks flushed. Are you running a fever?"

John kept eating his eggs and dipped his toast in the liquid

yellow yolk seeming unaffected by the events that were taking place under the

table. Doren's head went under my coat in my lap. With great difficulty bending

down to get her head low enough she started licking my cock to clean things up.

Doren's head finally came out from under the jacket and she started eating her

breakfast. When I looked at her my love glaze was mixed with the white glaze

from the honey bun that she had started eating.

Chapter five

I finished cleaning my self up with napkins from the table that I placed in my

jacket pocket after I zipped up my pants and adjusted my clothes. I felt very

sorry for Doren and all the humiliation that she was enduring. At the same time

I was excited by the sexual delights that she had given me and by the prospect

for more of the same as time progressed. I felt the power of having used her in

that manner. It was intoxicating and addictive.

My feelings for Doren were becoming strong beyond all reason. I would have done

any deed she asked of me at that moment but somehow I knew that she was not

capable of making any demands of me. She was completely happy and fulfilled in

her condition ...

... and situation. It was if all time had stopped and all the things

that had happened in the eons of history and all the things that might happen in

the future were meaningless. Only that moment of orgasm mattered. We left the

restaurant and headed for the parking lot. Janelle and Doren had driven a

mini-van and Janelle handed me the keys. She told me that she and John would be

by to pick up the van in the morning.

Janelle turned to Doren. "You will have to ride home without the leather coat,

Doren" Janelle smiled.

Reluctantly, Doren took off the leather coat. The dimness of the light in the

back of the parking lot revealed that all she had on besides the high-heeled

shoes was a tight fitting corset that left both her breasts uncovered and her

shaven pubis and exotic tattoo visible to anyone who looked. A belt-like

apparatus with a strap between her legs held a dildo in her front side and a

plug in her beautiful bottom.

It was apparent to me now that John and Janelle had reduced the size of Doren's

waist through corset training. Doren got into the van and as she sat her bottom

down very slowly she shut the door so that her condition would be hidden by the

darkness after the van's courtesy lights went out when the door shut.

John looked at me from the window of his car and said, "We'll call you tomorrow

after we arrange for Doren's markings." "She'll tell you what she has to have

done or rather what she wants to have done ...