The Training of John Doe
My name is Doctor Love, and I'm a psychiatrist and counselor
specializing in "romance". (No, that IS my real name, believe it or
not.) Well, not too long ago, I was sitting in my office, when my
41-23-35 secretary (blonde), Colleen, walked in and told me there was a
client there to see me. I told her to show him in. When the client
walked into my office, I got a good look at him. About five feet nine
inches tall, and about 200 pounds. Immediately I could see what HIS
problem was.
"Doctor, I need your help. For some reason, women don't find me
attractive, and when I DO get a woman, she goes out with me once, and
then dumps me. What do I do?" All this with a whiny, nasal voice.
Fortunately, he came to the right man.
"Well, Mister..."
"Doe. John Doe." Yeah, right, sure, I'm getting paid, so I'll
believe anything these guys tell me. "Well, Mr. Doe, I believe I can
help you. First, we've GOT to work on your personality. Stand up
straight!"
"But..."
"No buts." I started thinking. Obviously I couldn't turn this guy
into a Casanova. His temperament just wasn't in that. But perhaps a
simpering submissive...yes, THAT had possibilities. I continued.
"I know what course of action I'll take. Give me a minute."
I stepped out into the outer office to talk with my secretary.
"Colleen, could you get in contact with your friends Sheila and
Marissa? I think this client is going to need special treatment."
"Right away, boss."
I walked back into my office. Turning to Doe, I said, "Listen and
listen closely. For the next six hours, you are to do EVERYTHING anyone
tells you to do, no matter what it is. I don't care if they ask you to
lick their assholes clean, you do it. Is that understood?"
"Uh..."
"Look, do you want to get laid, or what?"
"Yeah..."
"Then SHUT UP and do as I say! Get undressed completely, then wait
here." He started stripping, so I went back into the outer office.
About twenty minutes later, Sheila, a dark-haired 34-23-34, and
Marissa, an Oriental 33-22-32, walked into the office carrying a leather
bag with the tools of their profession. "Where's the new slave?" asked
Sheila. "In the office," I replied. "Good. Colleen, would you like to
join us?" "I'd be glad to." The three girls opened the door to the
office, and entered. I waited a few seconds, then turned on the camera
I had installed in my office to watch the training of John Doe.
Doe was standing in a corner of the office, covering himself with his
hands. Marissa took a long, hard look at him and said "Take your hands
down. Now." Doe sheepishly dropped his hands to his sides. Marissa
turned to Sheila and muttered "Not much, is he?" "No, but we'll work on
that." Turning to Doe, she said, "Good. You're responding to orders.
Now, get on your hands and knees." Doe complied.
Marissa opened the bag. She put it down, and the girls stripped.
Sheila and Marissa were both petite and taut, conditioned by a lot of
exercise. Colleen was fit, but larger-chested, with coaster-sized
areole. All of them had neatly-trimmed pubes. Sheila turned to Doe
and asked "Do you think we're sexy?"
"Yes..."
"First rule. When you address us, you'll call us 'Mistress'. Is that
understood?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Good. Would you like to fuck us?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Well, you're not going to. At least, not yet. We have other plans
for you." She reached into the bag and pulled out a slim, 7" long rod.
She walked behind Doe and said "Spread your ass."
"No!"
"Rule two. Don't speak unless we ask you a question. Rule three. Do
EXACTLY as we say, or it'll get harder on you later." With this, she
grabbed his balls as hard as she could. "Now, SPREAD YOUR ASS!" In
agony, he reached back and pulled his sizable cheeks apart. Sheila
inserted the rod into his anus about 3/4 of its length. When she had
finished, she said "You are to leave that in there until we tell you
otherwise. If it comes out..." The rest remained unspoken. She let go
of his balls.
She then asked, "Would you like to lick my cunt?" He said yes. She
pushed her bush into his face, and proceeded to eat her out. This
continued on for about a minute, when suddenly he pulled back and
started sputtering and spitting. She had taken the opportunity to
relieve herself! She grabbed his hair and pulled him to her. "Get used
to that, slave. You're going to have to do it OFTEN."
Throughout the next five hours, the three girls forced him to commit
various sex acts, typically demeaning. At the end, they got dressed,
removed the dildo from his ass, and left. My secretary took her place
at her desk.
I went into my office and told Doe, "Get dressed now." I was sure
that he would not want to return; he didn't look like he had enjoyed
the therapy. I told him, "That'll be $100, just pay my secretary." He
left the office, and I went to reading my newspaper. A few minutes
later, Colleen came into my office. She said, "I just came to let you
know, Mr. Doe has set up appointments for ten more sessions."
THE END
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