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The Teasing Taylor Twins

Part 5

                           The Teasing Taylors Part 5


                            Mrs Allcourt Makes A Move


In her office, Coco Allcourt sat in the padded leather swivel chair as she watched events unfold on the four screens before her. She had adjusted the volume, now all she needed to do was zoom in or back from certain angles to improve the pictures her trusty videos were recording.


The statuesque 40-year-old ex-model was now naked, save for her shiny black Christian Loutboutins, which gave her a slutty but domineering appearance whenever she stood.


However, now she was seated, the fingers of her non-console controlling hand playing at her shaved pussy, cleaving her thick labia, playing teasingly with her erect clitoral bud as she watched Mrs Manners tutor her nieces in the art of discipline.


As a former porn star from some 25 years ago, Mrs Manners was an ideal teacher. She had appeared in a lot of tit-fuck movies thanks to her prominent set but as Toni Tawse, Mrs Manners was best known as a dominatrix. It was what Coco Allcourt and her husband liked about her.


Mrs Manners only drawback had been her strongly-accented West Country twang, which many film producers got around by dubbing in the sounds of an easier-to-listen to actress to replace Mrs Manners voice on the sound track.


When she had retired from porn movies, Mrs Manners at 35 a divorcee had taken up a cooking course at a Taunton polytechnic. Coco and Rick had employed her when they purchased Paine Hall after their marriage five years ago. Both were aware of her filmic history.


Mrs Allcourt, as she was known to all but her close friends, looked at the shelves around the room. On them were lots of video boxes and DVDs showing action in the Games Room and outside at various locations around Paine Hall. All of them showed Rick undergoing some types of strict but erotic discipline.


Each video had a date of filming, with words “Rick and ” and then the names of who was “starring” with him.


Some were simply one-on-one videos, such as Rick and Vanessa, Rick and Mrs Manners and, of course, Rick and the big-busted Coco.


Some were “team” games, where two dommes would pair up to compete against another two-woman team to punish Rick. They were usually limited to four-domme sessions in the Games Room, since one person was always needed to supervise the filming.


Making mental note to herself that the videos needed to be transferred to DVDs, Mrs Allcourt looked at the screen nearest her and reflected on how lucky she had been to snare Richard “Rick” Allcourt.


Coco her real name was Daphne but her agent had decreed that “no one named Daphne ever makes it in modelling” had specialized in lingerie shoots. With her big breasts and large, but superbly sculpted buttocks, she was ideal for the role.


She appeared in many catalogues and had no qualms about revealing her breasts, of which she was very proud, and her pussy of which she was also very proud. So quarter-cup bras and crotchless panties were no problems for Coco.


Then a firm that concentrated on fetish gear PVC, leather and wet-look playsuits, lingerie and erotic discipline gear chose her for a starring role in a catalogue which has since become a collectors item.


The idea was that Coco play the role of a private eye looking for young studs around town who were being abducted by a gang of dominatrixes. Coco and a team of six, real-life dommes, were photographed wearing all kinds of exotic finery.


It was no accident that three of the dommes Vanessa, Charlie and Katie were now in the Allcourts employ.


But what helped her ensare Rick Allcourt had been the fateful decision of the lingerie company to make a video shoot of Coco playing the private eye, plus the other dominatrixes playing themselves.


A slap-up party was held in Londons Savoy Hotel to launch the video and catalogue, and all the girls were there, including a couple of the hunky males who had starred as their “prisoners” in the lingerie shoot.


But the hunky male who Coco set her sights on at the party was one Richard Allcourt, 30, self-made millionaire. He was, she decided, immediately, a good-looking man, with jet-black hair, lovely brown eyes, tall, strong-looking and, unless she was very much mistaken, a submissive streak a mile wide.


In the latter, she was spot on!


“Who,” she asked one of the lingerie film photographers, “is that dish in the Italian suit? With the Gucci loafers?”


The man laughed. “Thats the money behind the video,” he said. “His name is Richard Allcourt and the bloke who owns the fetish wear company went to school with him. Wanna meet him?”


Coco decided to make herself very clear. “I dont want to know anything about that pervert who owns the company, I want to meet Mr Allcourt!”


She was introduced. Richard had been all charm. “My dear Mizz Coco,” he said. “Dont tell a soul or everyone will think Im an old kink, but Ive got all the lingerie catalogues youve modelled for. And Im promised the latest plus the video, which they tell me is rather steamy.”


Coco fluttered her eyelashes at him and smiled her most winning smile.


“Ill tell you all about it over dinner you are taking me to dinner after this bash, arent you?” she said, in the huskiest, sexiest voice she could muster.


“Of course I am,” he said, in a voice that was naturally husky and sexy. “When you give me the nod, were going to a little Italian place I know in Soho, they always save me a table.”

It had been that simple. They ate well, he bought expensive Tuscan red wine, and they went back to his Mayfair apartment. Coco had allowed him to seduce her into bed, and she found he had an eight-inch-plus cock, which was fully fleshed. She liked uncut cocks.


And she soon found out that her suspicions about his masochistic streak were well and truly founded. After their first bout of lovemaking the good old missionary position she asked: “I have to go piddle, Rick, excuse me.”


But he had held her wrist. “Please, Coco, dont think me kinky, but may I watch?”


She had nodded, and padded barefoot and nude into the bathroom. Rick followed, his cock thick and heavy, swaying against his inner thigh and drooling some pre-cum on his skin. Or was it post-cum, she said to herself?


Coco had sat on the seat and gushed a strong flow of piss. Then, Rick, with one hand on his rapidly-growing cock, said in a hushed whisper: “Dont wipe yourself, let me clean you!”


He had moved swiftly to the front of the toilet seat and knelt on the sheepskin rug placed there. Instinctively, Coco lifted her legs and placed her thighs on his shoulders, presenting her quim invitingly to his mouth.


Rick licked away at her crotch, hungrily, and soon she was cumming on his face. It wasnt an earth-shaker, because of her position on the toilet seat, but it was still a very satisfying climax.


They returned to bed, and kissed and cuddled. “Fuck, Rick, Im gonna have to get a queening stool for you,” she said, testing still further the depths of his submissive streak. “Perhaps I will even have to piss all over your face.”


Rick kissed her smoochily, urgently, on her mouth, his lips tasting of pee and sex juice, tastily intermingled.


“No, dont piss over my face,” he said, and Cocos heart sank, afraid shed pushed him too far.


“Make me drink it all,” he said, in a sort of pleading tone, “and if I spill any, then take a quirt to my bottom.”


“A quirt?” she smiled. “Why I dont own one of those, what do they look like?”


And she hit the jackpot!


“Like this,” he said, reaching across her and from a bedside table producing a wooden-handled punisher, with three leather tails that looked quite heavy. The handle was polished and made of a red wood, the tails were dull and black. From end-to-end the martinet was about two feet long.


Coco took it from him and ran the tails through her fingers.


“Rick,” she said, calm on the outside, though her heart was pounding, “youve been very naughty to speak to me about piss drinking, so Im going to have to punish you. Arse in the air!”


And the lovely millionaire went on all fours, presenting his very spankable bum to her gaze. Then Daphne “Coco” Smithers gave Richard “Rick” Allcourt his first whipping at her hands.


Then they fucked again. That had been more than five years ago, now they had been married for five years. They had been five, wonderfully erotic and discipline-charged years at Paine Hall!


Coco looked at screen and saw that Anna had spun the wheel to the pony riding game. She decided that she would watch this, and the next and if a piss punishment had not been spun by then, she would go downstairs and watch it up close.


To prepare for her departure, she dialled Vanessa.


“V, my dear,” she said, “come on up to my recording office. I want you to give me a hand.”


The lovely driver and ex-dominatrix arrived in moments. She was wearing a black leather brassiere, and a thigh, black leather pair of hot pants. Little, high-heeled leather booties completed her outfit.


“V,” said Coco. “Im gonna give this little game going on down there two more spins, and then I shall join them. Theres got to be a water sports game soon.”


“Go on down now,” smiled the 40-year-old black beauty. “I know how this stuff works, Ive used it enough times.”


So Coco stood up from her chair, kissed the tall ebony erotiste on the mouth and made her way down to the Games Room. She punched in the secret security code, which was her vital statistics (39-25-40) and entered the room.


A cock-swaying slave was on all fours in the pony position when Coco walked in, and Anna was just peeling down her bikini panties ……



To be continued.






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