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The Lisa Series by Charles Arnold

Charles Arnold, author of The Sweet Wife 1 & 2, and The Penitent Series, now presents us with Lisa, Her Initiation & Lisa, Her Education in one massive volume.

Lisa, Her Initiation - Former detective, Frank, has been watching the sweet, innocent Lisa for months, scheming to take control of her. Plans in place, he shows Lisa and her husband, Billy, a tape that has damning evidence of her teenage son in a drug deal. In exchange for the tape, Frank proposes that Lisa submit to him completely for 30 days. She can only agree - finding herself flung into Frank's raunchy world... exhibited in a rowdy bar, paired with men she abhors and begrudgingly placed into sex acts she despises but cannot resist. Husband Billy is made to hear about every detail, sometimes required to observe, but he's powerless to help her.

Lisa, Her Education - The intimidated young wife has had her world turned asunder by a raunchy sexual initiation at the hands of the devious Frank. When she agrees to remain with Frank, her cuckolded husband, Billy, is shocked. Though he tries to wrench her from the surly man's tight grasp, Lisa isn't about to budge - especially when she's finding a crude, but inescapable satisfaction in the vulgar acts Frank demands of her. Even when the sex gets 'too dirty, too cruel, too gross'... Frank has his ways of winning Lisa's submission, as he makes her put into words the things that excite her so much. Her debasement continues, and before long, Lisa realizes her essential nature as a submissive slut. As Lisa's sexual education continues, she's faced with every more obscene choices... choices that would end her marriage and send her off to foreigners whose only goal is to opress her.


“Look at me,” Frank said. She turned back. “You know I fixed it so your kid could get jail time, don’t you?”
Lisa clenched her fists and I saw a flash of anger in her eyes. For a moment I thought she might strike him. “Yes...yes...I know.” She turned away again and lowered her eyes.
He pulled her around so that she was half facing him. He smiled down at her and licked his lips. His hand under her dress moved to her other breast. “You got such a sweet mouth,” Frank said. “Even knowing what I done to your kid, you’re gonna give old Frankie what he wants, ain’t you?”
She thought for a moment, “Yes,” she said, then lifted her face toward his. She kept her lips pressed tightly together. There was a quick movement under her dress as he twisted her nipple. She parted her lips. The kiss lasted a long time. Her eyes were closed. I could see her hips moving against the pressure of his hand. When he released her, she half fell back against the seat. “Jesus,” he said. “I think it’s time.” He withdrew his hand from under her dress and waited for her to respond.
“Time?” She seemed confused.
“Yeah, time for me and you to go. What do you think?”
“Yeah, damnit, go!” He was quick to anger.
“Yes,” she hesitated. “I mean, yes honey, we should go.” She put her hands in her lap again and stared at them.
Frank looked at her and his face hardened. “I think you need a little lesson, because you still don’t seem enthused. Know what I mean?”
Lisa tried, but failed to smile. “I’m sorry...it’s just that I...I...” She looked down at her hands again.
“Your pussy wet?”
“Yes.” She lifted her head. “Yes, honey, it’s wet.”
“Who made you wet?”
“You did.” He waited. “I...I...mean you did, honey.”
“We’re going to my apartment and when we get there what do you want me to do to you?’ Lisa started to turn away from him, but he quickly pulled her close. “Look at me,” he demanded.
“I...I...I want you to...to...” she stammered.
“Say it.”
“To do it to me.”
“No.” Frank tilted her head up so that it was inches from his own. “Say the word, the ‘F’ word and say it nice cause during the next four weeks you’re going to say it a lot.”
Lisa had never in her life uttered even the mildest of profanities. To use such language was, for her, a sacrilege. On the streets or in the movies she would blush when obscenities were spoken. She sat there silent.
“You got a kid, remember. And he’s in deep shit. And I went to a lot of trouble to put him there. So, goddamn you, say it! Tell me what you want.”
“I want...I want you to...to...to...to fuck me.”
“Not good enough,” Frank said harshly. “You can do better.”
“Frank, honey, I...I… want you to...to fuck me,” she said in a small voice. He waited. “Please,” she added.
“Yeah,” he leaned back grinning. She trembled as he trailed the thick fingers of his right hand up and down her bare arm. “You know, little Lisa, there’s an upside to this whole thing, I mean there’s something good gonna come out of me putting your kid in harm’s way. Guess what it is.”
“I...I...don’t know,” she said. “There couldn’t be anything good, not for me, not for Richie, not for Billy.”
“Later tonight old Frank is gonna shove his big fat prick up inside your hot cunt, and you’re gonna like that. Believe me, babe, you’re gonna like it a lot. That’s what’s good.” He clamped his hand over hers and tightened it, causing her to wince. “So thank your new man for what he did. Tell him you want his prick. Tell him you want it inside you and you want it bad.”
Lisa shook her head, “No,” she whispered, “no...I can’t.”
Frank nodded and began to stand up. “Then this fuckin party’s over, and your kid’s party is soon going to start.”
Quickly, she reached out and grabbed his arm. “Please,” she said, “I...I’m sorry.” He sat down and turned to face her. She put her hand on his, “Thank you, honey, for what you did. If you hadn’t done that to...to Richie...then...then we wouldn’t be here like this.” He made as if he intended to get up again. She held his arm with both hands this time, “I...I...want it. I mean, I want your...your,” she hesitated, unable to say the word.
Frank glared at her, “You ain’t in fuckin Sunday school. When you’re with me, you’re my woman. You damn well better say what I want to hear and do what I want you to do.”
Lisa glanced across at me. There were tears in her eyes. She looked down at her hands, which were now folded on the tabletop. “I...I...want your...your...prick.” she said softly, the color rising to her cheeks. “I want it bad.”
Several people at the bar had turned to watch. Deliberately Frank moved his hand to her waist then up along her dress until he cupped her breast, his thumb and index finger squeezing her nipple. She tilted her face up and closed her eyes. Her lips parted. I looked on, as my wife kissed the fat, ugly bastard.

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