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He was in the sex shop perusing the bdsm items when the shop’s owner approached him. “Is there a lady in your life who needs training?” she asked. “There sure is,” he replied. “But I’m not quite sure how to begin.” “I know some people who can help you,” she said. It was called “The Academy,” and it was a place where a man could bring his wife to be broken, disciplined, and retrained in the duties and responsibilities of an obedient wife if she had somehow strayed from the proper path. All of the torturers were women. The proprietor, a woman herself, felt that only another woman truly knew how to torture the tits, nipples, pussy lips and clits of a woman. “We employ sex torture,” she explained to the new client. “We find that it gets the quickest and most permanent results.” He sat in the observation lounge watching on closed circuit television, listening to his naked wife’s screams as the first set of clamps began to be tightened on the tips of her nipples.
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