Strip search

Here is a true story you all might be interested in. A friend of mine who
travels often and far, is an extremely good-looking blond. She is in her
early thirties, about 5'2" and 120 lbs., long hair to the middle of her
back, large round breasts, and one of those protruding, bubble-asses that
is just perfect. Anyway, she recently was traveling by herself to Turkey,
and had a wild experience at the Istanbul Airport. Just after passing
through Customs, a male security officer suddenly appeared and asked her
to follow him. Even though she had done nothing and was not carrying
anything illegal, Cathy immediately became worried that perhaps her papers
were not in order, or she had forgotten some paperwork. The officer led
her into a small, windowless room containing just a desk, and a low
folding-type table. The officer ,after asking her name, destination,
purpose of visit, etc., and inspecting her passport, informed Cathy that
she fit their profile for a drug courier. Cathy protested this vehemently,
not being a drug user and of course not having any in her possession.
Nevertheless, the officer produced papers authorizing a thorough search of
her to be made. About this time, another male officer entered the room,
ans asked if there was a problem. Both of these guys were in their mid
40's, somewhat overweight and of average looks at best. The first one said
there was no problem, he had just informed Cathy of the need to search her
and her belongings. When Cathy asked for a female officer to conduct the
search, the second guy told her that none were available, and that they
would conduct the search. Cathy started protesting loudly, and was told
that if she did not cooperate fully, she would be taken to jail, where
things would be much worse. The first officer then asked her to place her
purse on the low table, after which the second officer dumped the contents
and went through it thoroughly. Cathy was wearing jeans, a silk blouse,
and a light jacket. The first officer then told her to remove the jacket
and place it on the table, after which the other officer thoroughly
examined it. Then, Cathy was told to place her feet on two tape marks
about two feet apart, and about two feet in front of the table. After
doing this she was told to bend at the waist and place her hands about two
feet apart on the edge of the table. While the first officer looked on,
the other knelt behind her, pulled up the bottom of her jeans, and
carefully inspected her socks. When this was done, he began thoroughly
patting down her left leg, moving upward until stopping just shy of her
crotch. Then he repeated with the other leg, again stopping just short of
the crotch. Then he began carefully feeling around her belt and waist, and
on down to her front pockets, then around to her rear where he carefully
patted her back pockets. Cathy told me that at this point she was very
scared and embarrassed, but thought the officers might limit their search
to a non-invasive pat-down. Not to be! The officer then worked his hand to
her crotch and very carefully felt this area. Now Cathy was red with
embarrassment. He then placed his hand between her legs from the rear,
very slowly and carefully feeling her crotch from this angle, while the
officer watched intently. He then remarked to the other officer that
because her jeans were so tight, he could not inspect her adequately. The
officer then commanded her to stand and remove her shoes and socks. After
she had done this, critically inspected these items, and then ordered her
to remove her pants. Cathy began stammering with embarrassment, claiming
that this was not necessary, she had nothing down there to hide. The first
officer then became more hostile, and told her there would be no arguing,
OR ELSE! So Cathy unbuttoned and unzipped her levi's, and slowly slid them
off, careful not to pull her underwear down as well. After she had removed
these and the other officer carefully inspected them, she was made to
assume the position again. She was wearing panties of the type that are
quite fully cut, extending almost to her navel and completely covering her
rear. The officer then began to carefuly feel around her waistband, slowly
working his hands down to her hips, and then around front to her pussy.
For what she thought seemed like a minute, he carefully but gently
explored her crotch, then again reached between her legs from behind and
felt her carefully from this angle. To Cathy's extreme embarrassment, she
felt herself start to become wet. The officer then slowly pulled her
panties down over her buttocks and and halfway to her knees. He then asked
the other officer to conduct a visual rectal examination. Cathy was red as
a beet by now at this invasion of her privacy. The second officer knelt
behind her and gently parted her ass-cheeks. For a full minute or more,
Cathy could sense him examining her rectum while he held her cheeks spread
wide. After this was done, the other officer resumed the search, carefully
moving his hands up her upper body, feeling the back of her shirt, collar,
sleeves, and finally moving up the front. When he reached her breasts, he
began feeling every inch of these extremely thoroughly. Finally, he
ordered her to remove her blouse. When Cathy asked if she could pull her
panties up, she was told NO! She unbuttoned and slipped off her blouse,
now standing in front of both officers with her panties pulled almost to
her knees, and wearing just a lacy white bra, which contained her very
full breasts. To her extreme dismay, she was wetter than ever, and hoped
that the officers would not notice. Again, she was made to assume the
position, and one of the officers moved behind her and began examining her
bra with his fingers. Starting at the clasp in back, he slowly worked his
fingers along the sides and then to the cups in front, where he thoroughly
felt every inch. He then reached back and unsnapped the bra, then lifted
the cups so her breasts fell free. The other officer then moved in and
lifted Cathy's large breasts, carefully feeling the undersides. When the
breast exam was complete, she was told to stand upright. Assuming the
search was over, Cathy asked if she could dress. No, came the reply,
instead she was ordered to completely remove her undergarments. By this
time she was so flustered, embarrassed, and in spite of herself, wetter
than ever. After placing the bra and panties on the table, she was told to
stand, completely naked now, facing the two male officers. The first
officer told her to hold both hands out, palms up. Then after they were
satisfied she was holding no contraband, she was commanded to open her
mouth wide, and one of the officers examined the interior. Then they had
her lean forward and thoroughly shake out her long hair to see if anything
was in there. The second officer then ordered to assume the position
again. By now, Cathy could feel her juices beginning to seep down her
inner thighs, and she knew they could not help to notice, as she was
bending over at the waist with her feet spread apart. The first officer
went to the desk, where he produced a tube of vaseline. Scared now, Cathy
asked him what it was for. He replied that he was going to have to conduct
a digital examination of her rectum. He then moved behind her, placed a
glob of the gel on his fingers, and reached between her ass-cheeks. Cathy
felt the cool tang as the officer began gently rubbing around her anus,
spreading the lubricant around the opening, which was very tight. To her
shock, he then knelt behind her and spread her apart with one hand, and
began inserting the vaseline tube into her ass. Once several inches were
inside her rectum, he began squeezing out the contents. It felt very cool
and slippery as it filled her rear, leaking out the opening. Now, Cathy
noticed the other officer had put on latex gloves. He came to her side,
and reached down between her legs from the front, fingering her now
soaking pussy. He carefully inserted his finger, and explored her vagina
while simultaneously massaging her clit. Almost beside herself with
ecstacy now, she had almost forgotten the officer who was preparing her
rectum for examination. Suddenly she felt a dull pain as he forcefully
entered her ass with his finger. Now she had an officer digitally
searching her vagina, while the other probed her rectum, while she
remained in the spread-eagle search position. It was too much, and she
began to orgasm. This prompted one officer to call her a slut, for getting
enjoyment out of being strip-searched, and he felt she should be
disciplined. The other agreed, and now Cathy worried as to what they might
do. Forced to remain in the position, both officers withdraw their fingers
from her orifices. One then moved directly behind her, and suddenly she
was shocked by a very hard slap on her bare ass. They then began to take
turns slapping her round ass, hard enough that in short order the cheeks
were bright red. All of a sudden, she heard the unmistaklable sound of a
zipper going down, and turned her head enough to see that one of the
officers had taken his cock out. Not just any cock, but one almost as
thick as her wrist and probably 9" long. He commanded her to bend over,
that a deeper rectal exam was in order. The other officer pushed Cathy
into a deeply bent-over stance, and held her in this way while the other
slowly pushed his huge member into the opening of her anus. She tried to
relax her sphincter as much as possible to avoid damage, but the pain was
rather intense due to his large size. The officer slowly pushed his cock
deeper into her ass, and now she was thankful he had lubricated her rectum
so thoroughly. Soon, the entire nine inch dick was in her rear, and then
he began pumping in and out, while slapping her ass-cheeks. Cathy was
trying her best to endure this forceful ass-fucking and slapping, when she
saw that the other officer had stripped from the waist down. Observing
that he had a slightly smaller than normal dick, she thought at least he
could'nt hurt her with it. He moved to stand close in front of her face,
and Cathy thought he was going to make her suck him off, while the other
butt-fucked her. She resigned herself to this and began to move her mouth
towards his member, when he stopped her. Surprised, she looked up at him.
He grinned, and slowly turned around, until his rather hairy ass was in
front of her, only inches from her face. Shock began to set in, as she
slowly realized what he wanted from her. She had heard of rim jobs, but
certainly had never given



Cathy was beginning to realize what had started out as a
real strip-search was actually a ruse and was merely a plan
by the Turkish officers to get a young,beautiful,blonde
haired american woman to strip, fondle her and then to rape
her! Cathy was starting to scream as the men held her. One
had his hands cupping her breasts,squeezing each firm mound
and then pinching her erecting nipples with his fingers. His
pants were unzipped and his hard cock was pressing into
Cathy's bared buttocks. She could feel it slipping into her
ass cheeks. One officer was on either side of her,holding
one arm and another crouching; held her ankles so she could
not kick them. As soon as Cathy began to shout out, her
mouth was stuffed full of her torn panties and her mouth was
tied with a piece of cloth. Cathy's cries for help were
muffled instantly and she could only gasp for air and wonder
why this was happening to her. She heard the leader speak
something to his men and Cathy felt herself being lifted up
and carried a short distance to a room in back of the
Custom's "Search area". They opened the door of the concrete
block cell and switched on a single lamp hanging from a
cable dangling from the ceiling. On the floor was a single
mattress; fairly thin and dirty. On the wall, hung several
steel chains with leg and wrist restraints.
Cathy was flung down on the mattress and pulled by two of
the men so she was laying face up. She saw the Captain of
the Officers with his shirt off and he was swiftly getting
out of his pants. Cathy saw him step out of his shorts and
the massive erection he held with both hands as he knelt
between her legs. She was being held now by four men; one
holding each arm and leg, as the dark haired Officer fell
onto Cathy's soft body. She felt his hot,sweaty body press
into her's and felt his tongue fill her mouth as soon as the
panties were pulled out. Cathy could taste the sour-tobacco-
black coffee of his mouth as he probed deep into her mouth
and thrust his hard penis in a similar fashion into her
pussy lips. Cathy tried to vomit him out of her mouth but
she was only able to hear the cheer of the men holding her
as they witnessed their leader plunging his erection into
the big breasted,blonde haired American bitch! They whistled
and roared their approval as the Captain moved his mouth
to Cathy's left,round,pink nipple and sucked it with a series
kisses,sucks and bites. He was moving faster now with his
thrusting, and Kathy despite herself was beginning to feel
a powerful orgasm approaching. He was slamming his thick
ten inch cock into her,sliding into her heated pussy "balls
deep" and now extracting some moans of pleasure from the
woman. Her full breasts,firm as they were, had flattened
under his hairy chest and Cathy wished he would just hurry
up and finish because his chest hair was like sandpaper to
her sensitive nipples as he pressed down on them at each
downward thrust of his engorged member. It seemed that his
motions continued for hours,but it had only been twenty pain-
full minutes when she sensed his balls tightening and his
cock beginning to pulse and throb with his approaching
climax! She had never been so filled with a man's penis as
this moment, stretched almost to the point of tearing; her
vigina was almost bursting and to Cathy's mind it seemed
that she had never been "loved" so forcefully and for so
long. He gave a sigh,let out a blast of air and the men
around Cathy shouted with cheers and whistles as their
leader exploded deep into the woman's sex and eased down
onto her,totally spent. Cathy had almost experienced an
orgasm but just as she felt it ,the motions ended. But as
the Captain got off her,she realized with horror, that her
ordeal was not over. Another dark haired,swarthy skinned
man stood over her,removing his clothing and preparing to
resume the rape. Cathy was to endure the four officers ;one
after another in the cold cell that afternoon.
They allowed her to rest and brought her some food that
night but after a few hours of rest,Cathy was awakened from
a deep sleep and several police officers came into the cell
and one after the other had sex with her. While one held
her arms and another held her head,she was forced to suck
off one after another. Then they took turns engaging her in
all kinds of oral and vaginal intercourse. Cathy tried to
scream but her sounds were muffled to a gasping moan as a
erect swelling cock was thrust into her mouth. A knife was
at her throat and she was told to do everything as ordered
or they would kill her. Only the moans and gasps from Cathy
and the grunting and sounds made by the men when they had
experienced an orgasm were heard in the concrete block room.
It seemed that all the men were intent on sucking on Cathy's
large breasts as a prelude to plunging their stiff cocks
into her tortured body. Her pink nipples were sore from so
many lips that had pulled on them and teeth that had bit
down on them. At one time; she was penetrated by a man at
her vagina,at her annus and mouth,while at the same time
her breasts were being sucked by two men and she was forced
to jerk-off two other men with her hands; all at the same
time. Finally the night was over, the men put on their clothing
and left. Cathy ached all over. Her mouth was sore and her
pussy had been streched to the point of tearing and each of
her nipples were bleeding from teeth marks.

After several weeks, Cathy was transported to a town
deep in the desert and plans were made to sell her to a
sheik that had always wanted a young and beautiful, big
breasted,long legged,long blonde haired American woman for
his harem.

Cathy was sold for several hundred thousand American
dollars and was never heard of again until she turned up in
New York in 1998. She had written a book : " An American
White Slave in a Turkish Harem" by Cathy Bradley Havesser.
She was having an autograph party in a big book store in
Manhattan and was offered several millions of dollars for the
book to be turned into a movie by a major Hollywood studio.
Cathy was also being offered several other endorsement proposals
from some large companies; some being :
Revlon, Nike, Sears, Coke-Cola, Playtex,IBM and Microsoft.

The End