Richard obeyed and patting his way quickly down Charlotte’s body, touching her only in inoffensive places.
“Hey, what did they teach you at the Academy? Search the lady thoroughly – or do you want me to take over? What do you say, lady? Which one of us do you want?”
“Not you. Officer Richard, please!”
“Move your butt, Officer.”
Richard moved closer and ran his hands first over her arms, then moved towards her breasts.
“It’s a ring we’re talking about, Officer. You need to conduct this search slowly and thoroughly!” Wickham barked.
Richard slowed his tempo and moved his hands to cover her breasts. Both Richard and Charlotte were clearly flustered.
“Anything, Officer?”
“No, nothing.”
“What? She doesn’t have any breasts?”
“Sir, she doesn’t have any ring hidden there.”
“Okay then, move down to her other hiding space, Officer Richard.”
Richard’s breathing became quick and shallow. He moved his hands down her belly and then to the triangle at the apex of her legs.
“Found anything?”
“Nothing.”
“Turn her around and tie her to the bars, wrists and ankles apart.”
“What are you doing? Are you crazy?” Charlotte yelped.
“Now, you tell Officer Richard where you hid the ring or he’ll have to use his top-grade interrogation technique.”
“I want a lawyer! You can’t do this to me!” Charlotte screamed.
Wickham handed Richard a gun, “Housewife Charlotte, this is a water gun. Fess up. Where is the ring?”
Charlotte yelled and called Wickham all sorts of names.
“Aim at her mouth to shut her up.”
Richard did as was told.
“Damn, Richard, do you have to be so obedient?” Charlotte was blazingly angry now.
Richard grinned. “Sorry, he’s the boss.”
“Now, let’s see what you learned about shooting at the Academy. As you can see, her white sundress has three red circles. Use them as your targets.”
The audience’s attention was drawn to Charlotte’s white costume, which sported three red spots, each roughly 5 cm in diameter, placed 5 cm above her three most important areas.
Richard aimed and shot at the first circle above Charlotte’s right breast. As the water touched the fabric, the material started to dissolve.
“Damn! They’re made of rice paper!” Charlotte said.
His on-target shot left a 5-cm hole above her right nipple, allowing the audience to catch a glimpse of the flesh there.
“You’re crazy! Who thought of such a thing?” Charlotte yelled.
“Officer Richard, the suspect accuses you of being crazy. Show her your crazy water gun.”
Richard seemed to enjoy Charlotte’s outburst. For the past few days of their pairing, he hadn’t seen her lose her calm once. Privately, he thought that she looked rather magnificent when she was angry.
With a devilish grin, he proceeded to shoot water at the circles above her left breast and above the apex of her thighs, exposing two more erotic holes, revealing tantalizing glimpses of Charlotte’s body for the audience to see.
The role-play ended when Richard was ordered to kiss and fondle his captive into submission. Their role-play earned a lot of applause and whistles from the audience. Charlotte blushed red, while Richard’s face wore a silly grin.
“And now for Darcy and Elizabeth, our Husband and Wife Porn Stars Team. Denny’s the host.”
The film rolled to show the initial interview of Darcy and Elizabeth, applying for roles in a porn movie.
“This porn is about a French aristocrat taking advantage of his maid. Now action!” Denny continued.
Elizabeth, in her sexy French maid’s gear, carried a tray of hot chocolate into the bedroom setting, prepared to serve her master, who had just come back from a business meeting.
“Monsieur, your hot chocolate,” Elizabeth said.
“Put it on the bedside table.”
“Darcy, you need to put some French accent in your line,” Denny added.
“Put it on the bedside table.” Darcy repeated with a heavy French accent.
When Elizabeth bent to place the drink down there, her ruffled lace panties were visible under the short skirt. Darcy moved behind her to trap her near the bedside table.
“Monsieur!”
He took the mug and drank a mouthful.
Denny came to stand beside them. Taking Darcy’s hand, he placed it on Elizabeth’s right butt cheek. “Pinch and continue.”
Darcy pinched her bottom slightly.
“Monsieur, what are you doing?” Elizabeth whirled to face Darcy.
“The chocolate is not hot enough. I … want something… hotter.”
“What do you mean, Sir?”
“The next action sequence is Darcy pushing you onto the bed. He parts your legs, smells your
When Darcy appeared reluctant, Denny elbowed him, urging him to move.
Darcy leaned toward Elizabeth, making her topple onto the bed. The action made her body bounce on the mattress, her breasts shaking enticingly under the corset. He bent down and parted her legs slightly, but he still seemed reluctant to bend down and smell her womanhood in front of the camera.
“Hey, man, do you know how to act? If not, move aside and I can show you!” Denny came forward and put a hand on Elizabeth’s leg.
That alarmed Darcy. He exclaimed, “Don’t touch her,” then bent down and smelled her womanhood through the lace panties. It was a heavenly smell. He wanted to lick her there again. He could feel his arousal coming on.
“Continue.” Denny said.
“
“No, master,” Elizabeth protested and tried to kick and shake him away as the script instructed.
Darcy held her legs and then took the feather duster from her hand. He traced the duster over her creamy flesh where it was exposed by the corset, then moved slowly down the front of her body and past her apex to the insides of her thighs.
The slow ministration made Elizabeth moan aloud and abandon her struggle.
“Now you’re all clean for your master,” Darcy said, and moved up over her as if to mount her body.
“
“I couldn’t help myself. You have the sexiest body,” she murmured.
“Call me Master.” Darcy then smacked her hip lightly.
“Master, you have the sexiest body.”
“So you admit to wanting me, wench?”
“
Darcy then imitated the thrusting actions, burying his face against the deep V of her bodice.
