The Perfect Marriage Ch. 01

The Perfect Marriage

Chapter 1

Lisa and Frank had been married for 2 years, but they hadn't consummated the marriage yet, at least not in the traditional sense.

They had been "going out" with each other for a short while before getting married. Frank had been given the company that his father had run. But when both parents were gone, he had been trying to run it himself. And nots successfully. So, he had hired Lisa, who was very attractive, to help him run the business. Soon, she had the business running well. For her good work, Frank had given her 49% of the company. Frank was also hopefully in lust with her. He was a 24 year old virgin, and Lisa was 27 years old, and so powerful. Lisa had plenty of boyfriends, and Frank was restricted to masturbation and all of his elaborate fantasies. A lot of his fantasies started to revolve around Lisa. And she had noticed that he was staring at her a lot, and she also noticed the little tent in his pants, and his frequent trips to the bathroom. Lisa realized that he was easy prey, and she could soon have the majority, if not all of his company....

On their first date, she teased him mercilessly, wearing a super short skirt, letting him hold her hand, her putting her hand on his thighs, but never quite touching his penis. Finally, she said to him,

"You know I havea few boyfriends, right?"

"Yes Lisa, I know, they are very lucky," Frank said.

"And you have never had a girlfriend, have you," she stated, more than asked.

"No, never," he said softly.

"Have you ever even kissed a girl?" she asked.

"No, never," he said embarrassed.

"I think that's really cute. Would you like me to be your girlfriend?"

Oh my, he thought, is she really asking me that. He felt his penis stiffening. "Oh yes, very much Lisa!"

"Well, I think we could do that, but we would have to keep it like it is. You know, I keep seeing my boyfriends, and you keep seeing yours," as she touched his right hand and laughed.

"I know you masturbate a lot honey, I see your little boner poking in your pants, and I see you go to the bathroom at work a lot to relieve yourself. And I see you staring at the other young girls in the office. Sometimes I think you are going off in your pants, he look on your face! Do you go off in your pants sometimes?"

Frank was so embarrassed. She knew about him. He couldn't deny it. "Sometimes I do, I can't help it Lisa, I just get so hot and bothered all the time."

"It's okay, I understand. So, let's make a deal. Whenever I tell you to, you have to masturbate in front of me. You have to wear what I tell you to, be it panties, stockings dresses, skirts, or any female attire...or be naked, whatever I want. And you can only squirt when I tell you that you can. Is it a deal?"

"What about with you, Lisa, will you take your clothes off for me?" he asked, pleadingly.

"No, Frank, I won't. Ever. Period. But, if you are a good boy, sometimes I will wear short pants or a short skirt, or go barefoot. Would you like that? You can look at my bare legs and bare toes, but you can never touch me, would you like that?"

"And from now on you are francis, not frank," she told him.

"Oh yes, I would love it so much Lisa." His penis was throbbing now, and he was afraid of going off in his pants.

"I see that you do, as She looked at his tenting pants. let's go back to your place, and you can show me your apartment. I have never seen it."

"Yes please Lisa, let's go" he said with some urgency.

I've got him, Lisa thought...he is hooked. Soon I will rule his life and his company completely.

Once inside his apartment, she ordered him to get naked immediately. Which he did. She thought of taking off her shoes, so he could look at her bare toes, but she left them on, as she didn't want him to have pleasure overload, and have an accident.

"Oh my, your pubic hair is shaved, and so are your legs, and everything!," she exclaimed.

"And those are girls' panties," as she pointed on the floor to the pair he had just taken off. "And look at your cute toes, painted pink! You are such a naughty girl," She exclaimed.

"Yes Lisa, I love to wear them...I hope it's okay with you," he said, as he looked at the floor in some shame, but more excitement than shame.

"I think it's cute," she said.

"And your penis is so little, but I love the way it sticks straight up like that," she said.

"Yes Maam, I am glad you like it," he said.

"Maam huh," she laughed. "Good boy!"

"Show me your computer and the kind of stuff you like to look at."

He showed her his huge list of favourites on Pornhub... Femdom, cumshots, shemales, sissies.

"Show me your latest, fave vid." She told him.

He played the video that he had been masturbating a lot to lately. It showed a pretty sissy, masturbating her little penis and squirting a big load of sissy cum all over the mirror in front of herself.

"Wow, that's hot francis, maybe someday you can show me how you would do that," Lisa said.

"I would love to show you."

"I bet you would," she said.

"Do you have anything saved to your hard drive?'. He opened up the drive, and she saw dozens of folders, with all kinds of titles. Cumshots, gay, bi, sissies, femdom, shemales, crossdressers, panties, chastity, teasing...and even a folder of pictures of francis himself in various panties, stockings and camisoles.

"Wow, that's quite a collection. You must spend all your spare time masturbating?"

"Yes, Maam, I do," francis replied.

Lisa told him to put his panties on, but only up to his thighs, lay on the floor, on his back, and play with his little penis, while looking up at the computer screen.

"Remember, no orgasms, and also you are never allowed to look at me when you are masturbating. You have to look at the computer or close your eyes and imagine what I look like. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Maam"

Francis had to stop and take his hand away, as he was way too close. He shot out a little shot of clear precum.

"Careful!" she yelled at him.

"Sorry," he said, looking up at her.

"Don't look at me!!!..." she admonished him. His eyes went back to the computer, where she had opened up the "sissy" folder, and was going through the pictures of flat chested sissy girls. Frank moaned....

"You are so perverted, a disgusting person," and then smiled at him. That made francis moan again.

"Okay, I am going out with my boyfriend tonight. You stay here and keep playing as much as you like. But remember, no orgasms. And I WILL be able to tell if you cheated, next time I see you..remember that. And I don't know when I will see you again, sometime in the next few days I guess. Keep your phone on."

"Yes Maam," he stammered, as she left him laying naked on the floor with his penis in his hand.

Lisa thought to herself as she closed the door to his apartment.. "I own him," with a smile on her face.

So, after a couple of years of this, they married. Nobody was invited. They just went to the justice of the peace and got a license. To celebrate, Lisa wore short pants and went barefoot and francis got to look at her legs and feet for a few moments, while he played with his penis. As a special treat, she let francis pull his panties down, clip her toenails, and paint them. He was very experienced at painting his own toes, and was thankful to be able to touch Her bare feet. He told her that it was the horniest he had ever been in his life. Lisa then got fully dressed.

Francis asked her if he could kiss her, on their wedding day, as he had never kissed a girl.

"On the lips?" she asked, rather horrified.

"That would be nice Mistress, if you would allow it," he begged.

"Well, you can kiss my cheek, but just a peck."

Francis eagerly moved towards her and gave her a peck on her cheek, but at the same time his stiff penis touched against her jeans, and Lisa looked down in horror as a string of his pre cum stretched between the tip of his penis and her pants.

"Oh, for fucks sakes francis, look what you did!" as she quickly pushed him away. "You are so fucking gross.". He hung his head in shame.

Even though he already knew the answer, Francis asked her if there was any chance that he could have an orgasm on their wedding day, even by himself, if she didn't want to see it...she laughed at him. "Are you fucking kidding me...after what you just did. No way. I can't believe you would even ask. I don't want you spraying your horrible semen all over the place on our wedding day. Talk about a way to ruin the day. You are sooooo selfish."

"I am sorry Mistress," he whimpered.

"Anyway, it's our wedding night, and to celebrate, I am going out and spending a couple of days at a nice hotel with Jim," she said. Jim was her regular boyfriend for the last few months. A very good looking and fit Alpha male who she was in love with.

"How does it make you feel that Jim and I are going to be together in a hotel room on the day that you and I got married?" she asked francis.

"It makes me feel horny and excited Mistress," he replied.

"I knew it would. So, you can celebrate by staying here alone with your porn and playing with your little penis....God you are pathetic....Okay, see you later. I will be back in a few days..no cumming!"

And so started the marriage of Lisa and francis. And they had signed a prenuptial whereby francis gave her everything. All of the company, all of his assets. He was left with nothing, except his stupid little penis in his hand, and wife that he had never even seen with her clothes off....and he couldn't have been happier. What a loser.

Lisa didn't spend much time with francis. He was mostly left alone to masturbate. She spent a lot of time with her boyfriend. She rarely spent the night at their apartment. And even if she did, francis was not allowed to sleep in her room. He had never been allowed in her room, at all. And she kept it locked all the time anyway. He had a mattress in a closet. A mattress without a sheet and just one rough blanket on it, and all of his girl clothes, nail polish etc. The mattress had all kinds of precum stains on it, as francis would often feel the need to hump the mattress in the night time. His orgasms were quite rare...There was no regular schedule, just whenever Lisa took pity on him. Maybe every couple of months on average. Early on, she had allowed him to cum on himself, but recently, she had him shoot his cum into the toilet bowl while she looked on. She said his semen was too disgusting, and needed to be flushed immediately. She would often tell francis about how Jim would shoot all over her naked body, and how much she loved that. She would sometimes tell him that, just as he had reached the Point of No return in front of the toilet bowl. It would start him spurting immediately.

To be continued...