73 Sara in Jail in South America
Sara was in trouble, real trouble. Things had been going so well and she'd
been having such a good time. But now she found herself held in a small,
dank jail cell, 8 feet by 6 feet and worse, the jail cell was deep in the heart of
South America in a country where all she could do with the language was
limited at best.
The worst of it was, Sara had no idea why she was in this cell in the first
place or what she could do to get out.
Her ordeal had started almost 6 weeks earlier when upon graduation, Sara's
Dad had presented her with 2 tickets for a South American tour. It had
seemed romantic, exotic, even outrageous to tour around 4 different
countries for 4 weeks but Sara was very excited about it.
The second ticket was for Sara's boyfriend Paul. They had been practically
joined at the hip for the last two years of college so it was only fitting that
they take off together. Sara and Paul made a striking couple and everyone,
Sara's parents included, figured that they would marry soon. Paul was a
shade under 6 feet with an athletic build, blond hair and deep blue eyes. Sara
looked like an all-American cheerleader. She was about 5'5" with a trim
athletic build and high, tight uptitled breasts. With her red-hair and fair skin,
Sara's nipples were a very light pink in color and awfully thick when
excited. Her round bottom was perhaps her best feature and when she and
Paul had recently tried anal sex, Sara had marked it down as one of the
year's great discoveries.
The first 2 weeks of vacation were everything Sara expected and more. The
pressures of school behind her and the warm, Latin ambiance of the places
they were visiting made for very romantic days and hot and erotic nights as
the two twenty-one year-olds made their way around South America. Two
nights ago they had flown into this smaller country and the political
atmosphere here had seemed a little tenser. Sara had no idea how tense.
Their hotel was a small guesthouse right near the ocean. Sara and Paul had
enjoyed frolicking in the surf and shopping in the local bazaar the first day
and had been wandering through the small nation's capital yesterday.
In the wee hours of the morning, the glorious vacation had come to a
screeching halt. Sara and Paul had been rudely awakened at almost 2:00am
by several armed soldiers in their bedroom. They were physically pulled
right out of the bed and pushed against the wall amidst plenty of shouting.
Sara was mortified. As they had since coming down to this tropical climate,
both she and her boyfriend had been sleeping in the buff. Now she had been
pulled stark naked out of her bed in plain view of 4 or 5 leering soldiers.
When Paul had tried to resist he had gotten a rifle but in the kidneys for his
trouble.
Sara was given an embarrassing pat down that was clearly unnecessary
given her lack of clothes by the soldier that looked to be in charge. He
pushed Sara into the classic "spread-em" pose with her hands above her
pushing the wall, her feet wide apart and well back from the wall. Sara was
so shocked she didn't move as the man's rough hands slid down her arm and
across each breast slowly. Even her nipples were pinched before the hand
moved lower. Sara's embarrassment increased by an order of magnitude as a
hand teased up her spread thigh and then completely between her legs to rest
flat on her belly.
Several months before Sara had started using a depilatory to remove all her
pubic hair. It had started as a tease for Paul but he had gotten so turned on by
it that Sara had continued ever since. The soldier groping her grunted in
surprise as his hands slid down to encounter only a bare, smooth pubis. He
chuckled as his hands ran up and down enjoying the smooth lips.
Now the hands moved further back and Sara felt two hands lying flat on her
buttocks. With a slow but deliberate movement, the soldier spread her
cheeks wide, wide apart. Sara gasped then felt a tear of humiliation trickle
down her cheek as she felt a breath of wind wasp across her fully exposed
and spread open anus.
After getting a good feel, Sara had been relieved when the soldiers threw a
T-shirt and a skirt at her and a T-shirt and shorts at Paul. She hastened to
cover up. In her limited Spanish, she tried to reach for some panties but the
soldiers started pulling them out of the house altogether. Where were they
taking them and why Sara tried to ask but there were no answers
forthcoming. Sara tried telling them that they were both Americans and that
she demanded to see someone from the American embassy but to her horror
this elicited only laughs from the soldiers.
So now here she was, in a small dank cell with only a light T-shirt and a
skirt for covering. She hadn't even been allowed shoes. Sara had been given
no chance to call anyone, no chance to talk to Paul and no chance even to
talk to someone who could help them.
It had been perhaps a couple of hours of waiting, there was no way to tell
this deep in the building if it was even morning. Sara finally heard some
footsteps coming down the hall. She wasn't sure whether to feel excited or
terrified.
The footsteps turned out to be from two soldiers. They stopped at her cell
and opened the door. Sara jumped up and started asking for the American
embassy, for a phone, for Paul, for someone in charge, anything! The
soldiers ignored her as though she wasn't even there. Sara was pulled out of
the cell with a soldier on each arm. They moved down a long corridor and
around to a different part of what seemed like a dungeon to Sara.
One soldier opened a door into an almost empty room and pulled Sara in.
The second soldier closed the door behind them then took both of Sara's
arms and held them tight behind her. To Sara's horror, the other soldier now
pulled her T-shirt up and over her head baring her out-thrust breasts. The
soldier didn't even pause to molest her but reached down to pull her skirt
down to her ankles leaving her completely naked before them. The soldier's
eyes widened as he spotted Sara's smooth pubis and he laughed as he told
his friend behind her.
Things moved quickly now. The T-shirt was pulled off her arms and the two
soldiers quickly attached leather cuffs to Sara's wrists. The cuffs were not
uncomfortable but rather smooth. Sara had the impression that they had been
worn smooth by many wearings. Other cuffs were attached to her ankles and
a short cable between them would keep her from being able to kick out.
A cable now dropped from the ceiling and Sara's wrists were attached to it.
Now the soldiers stepped back and pulled the cable from the side of the
room dragging Sara's hands up above her head until only her toes and the
balls of her feet were resting on the ground.
The soldiers returned to just in front of Sara and she closed her eyes as one
reached out to grasp and then pull one of her wide nipples now tight and
crinkled with fear. Sara felt first one then another hand run over her bare
mons as the two soldiers laughed.
The hands left the young redhead and Sara opened her eyes to see them both
leave the room. My God, what had she gotten into now? she wondered. All
became quiet leaving Sara with her own thoughts. She looked around the
room and found not much to give her a clue about what she was in store for.
On the back of the door was some kind of strap, there was a small table to
one side where Sara's skirt and blouse now rested. Aside from that, there
was not much to occupy her eyes.
For perhaps 20 minutes, there was no sound but Sara's breathing She
realized now that her waiting was all very deliberate. Her own thoughts and
worries of the past 20 minutes had made her willing to do almost anything to
get out of her predicament. Sara had never felt so vulnerable, so exposed, so
helpless. If she hadn't been so scared of what might happen, she realized,
she might even have been turned on. There was certainly an exciting aspect
to being restrained this way. Oh, if only it could be Paul who came through
the door. Sara closed her eyes and imagined what he might do if he were to
walk in and find her this way; how he'd tease her and touch her, how he
might spank her bare and stretched bottom before sliding something into it
to turn her on further.
Suddenly Sara heard footsteps and her eyes flew open. Her idle thoughts had
been a diversion from her predicament and had even turned her on. The
sound of those footsteps though brought her right back to reality. It would
not be Paul who walked through that door. Sara realized to her horror that
the thoughts of the last few minutes had left her pussy wet and her nipples
erect and poking out. She felt squishy down there. Oh No! Could anyone
notice?
Only one person entered the room and it was obvious from his uniform and
from his demeanor that he was an officer or someone in charge. The sight
that greeted him had him smile. The pretty girl was stretched up long and
high. Her already upthrust breasts were pulled to her body to be tight
rounded curves highlighted by the large and now long nipples. Sara was
blushing furiously and her freckled face showed it well. The blush extended
lower though leaving a red flush to her upper chest and down the front slope
of her tight breasts.
The shaven pussy in this position was very predominant, leaving her middle
area where one would expect a triangle as a bare, smooth white area
highlighted even further by Sara's tan line of a French-cut, narrow bikini.
Her pussy had a high slit and the officer could immediately see the sheen of
Sara's juices on the engorged lips. His smile brightened. It was not unusual
to find a woman turned on by waiting this way. With this young, prime
female flesh being absolutely smooth it was even more obvious.
Sara was already talking a-mile-a-minute trying desperately to find out what
was happening to her and why. The officer ignored her. Sara watched wide-
eyed as he approached and took a silk scarf from his pocket. He moved
behind her and pulled the scarf down over her eyes and tied it tight behind
her head.
"Please, please tell me what I've done!" pleaded Sara, "Let me call my
embassy. I'm sure you've got the wrong person. Can't I just.."
The sound of the strap moving behind her reached Sara's ears an instant
before the loud smack of it hitting across both her buttocks filled the room.
The instantaneous searing heat seemed to travel forward at the speed of light
moving forward first into her lower belly then curving up her front to the
middle of her chest and finally to her throat and out her mouth as she cried
out in a momentary time-delayed response.
"Shush." said the officer into the now silent room. I will ask questions and
you will be silent except for your direct answers." The officer's English was
impeccable.
Sara's breath was ragged as her body tried to catch up with the heat in her
bottom.
"Now then." said the officer "You will tell me what agency you work for
and what other subversive elements in our small country you have
contacted."
"But I don't know anything." cried Sara. "It's all a big mistake."
Sara felt the cool leather of the strap stroke her left breast and rub over the
hard nipple. Oh God, she thought, please don't hit my breasts.
"I'm sure you can do better than that." said the officer. You must realize the
position you are in leaves you with few alternatives but than to follow my
instructions. I could make things easy for you..." Now Sara felt his fingers
tugging at her nipples. "..or hard." The leather strap was now between her
thighs and Sara was helpless but to feel him pull it up sideways until the
edge was between her wet lips and then drag the strap outwards with the
edge running deep in her pussy and touching the edge of her clit. Sara
moaned at the vulnerable sensation.
"Please" she said. "I don't know anything about what you're talking about."
The strap struck her bottom again with a loud strap and again Sara felt the
heat moving up through her bottom into the rest of her body. She started to
cry.
"Now, now" said the officer quietly, "If you just cooperate you'll be able to
leave very shortly. His fingers were stroking Sara's nipple outward in a
pulling stroking motion. Despite herself she felt her body respond.
The questioning continued for what seemed like hours to Sara but was
perhaps only 40 minutes or so. The officer played her like a fine tuned
instrument. He would touch her, stroke her and tease her while speaking
quietly or smack her bottom with the strap. It took only a few moments
before Sara's fears that he would notice her moisture were realized as his
fingers stroked along her soaking slit. To her dismay she found that the
strapping of her bottom seemed to make her even wetter.
Sara tried to cooperate as much as she could, telling the officer everything
she could.
Finally the blindfold was pulled from her. Sara's body was hot and sweaty
and her bottom was warm to the touch.
"We will check your story" said the officer. You will spend the day in jail
here pending our investigation. You had better hope we do not find you have
lied to me or you will be back down here with me and I can assure you it
will not be nearly so pleasant."
The door closed behind him and Sara sagged in her cuffs. Her arms were
aching a little now. Thankfully the two soldiers who had brought her into the
room entered immediately and pulled her from the cable. Sara figured that
perhaps her ordeal was over but there was more humiliation to come.
The soldiers did not let Sara get dressed or even remove the leather cuffs.
With one taking an arm each they moved her out into the corridor, up some
stairs and along to another area. Sara was mortified. She was stark naked!
Along the way they encountered a couple of other guards and Sara blushed
crimson as they chuckled and stared at her naked body. The three reached a
door and pulled Sara into another room. This room was obviously a medical
station. There were two cots separated by cloth dividers and at the end of the
room, a doctor's examining area.
The soldiers pulled Sara with them to the examining area and lay her on her
back on the black leather table there. Sara was face up with her feet facing
the door she'd just entered.
The soldiers used the leather cuffs on her wrists to attach her wrists above
her head to clips that were part of the table. Her ankles were similarly
attached to the bottom of the table. Now the soldiers left Sara again naked
and vulnerable in a strange room. She did not have long to wait.
A long man, perhaps in his mid-thirties entered the room wearing a lab coat.
The doctor, Sara hoped. He came over to Sara directly.
"I will be examining you before they bring you to a cell in our jail." said the
doctor. Moving quickly and efficiently the doctor took Sara's blood pressure
and listened to her heart. He had her open her mouth and probed within with
his fingers; looking Sara supposed, for contraband. Once done, the doctor
now moved to Sara's feet. He unattached each ankle in turn and re-attached
them to a standard doctor's stirrup.
Oh no! thought Sara. She had always been a modest girl and going to the
gynecologist virtually always produced a full-body blush as her body was
exposed. Her exam just before the vacation had been the most embarrassing
yet as her ob-gyn got to see her newly smooth pussy. Sara had been
mortified that he would chastise her or perhaps laugh but in the end he had
been very professional. He had mentioned it though and after making sure
that she was fine down there had given her a pat on the pubis and told her to
be sure to be careful with the depilatory she was using so she wouldn't
irritate the sensitive parts of her body. Predictably, Sara had blushed crimson
at the incident.
Now here she was again, being spread open like a lab frog on a dissection
plate for viewing by this young man. The stirrups were spread wide, wide
apart and Sara felt her engorged pussy lips parting wetly thanks to the
stimulation they'd had for the last hour. The stirrups seemed different to
Sara, higher somehow because not only was her pussy spread wide but her
hot buttocks were pulled back and open also to leave her anus completely
open for view.
The doctor moved to a counter and Sara was unable to see what he was
doing. When he turned he immediately sat directly between her outstretched
thighs only inches from her spread open body. Sara felt both his hands slide
down her belly to rest one at the top of each thigh with his thumbs lying
along her smooth pussy lips. The doctor peeled them back first slowly then
wider and wider until they were tight apart. Sara knew her clit was now open
and exposed because she could feel a slight breeze wafting across the wet
nerve-filled bud.
"Hmmmm" said the doctor. "Why do you have no hair here?" He patted the
pronounced mound of Sara's bare pubis with one hand. "Is this because of a
skin disease or medical problem?"
"N-n-n-o" stammered Sara, blushing again.
"Perhaps you had an operation here?" asked the doctor.
"No", said Sara, "I did it....I did it for my boyfriend".
"Ahh" said the doctor. "You did this for sex. You are a naughty young girl."
His last pat was a little firmer than the others leaving Sara with the sensation
of his fingers having smacked the puffy lips of her slit.
The doctor now moved his hands lower and again spread her wet lips wide
apart.
"You like sex very much, I think." he said to her. "You are very wet here."
Sara didn't think she could be more embarrassed. Her blush now extended
from her freckled face down to the tops of her breasts.
With one hand holding the inner lips open, Sara felt a finger slid easily into
her. The doctor teased in the tip for a moment then slid the thick finger in as
far as he could causing Sara to gasp softly at the intrusion. The finger slid in
and out several times, twisting as it did so then slid almost all the way out.
When it slid in next, it was joined by a second finger. The doctor slid the
two fingers deep into her body and held them there.
Now the doctor's left hand moved upward to rest on the pronounced mound
of Sara's pubis. His fingers were splayed out slightly and Sara felt his thumb
resting casually directly over the hood to her very erect, very sensitive clit.
As the two fingers deep inside her were twisted back and forth and slid in
and out of her wetness for her supposed "exam", Sara felt the hand resting
on top pressing down slightly. She couldn't help feeling squirmy from the
heavy thumb of the doctor's left hand as it seemed to innocently rub over her
clitoris.
Sara didn't even notice when her hips started to rotate back and forth at the
sensation but the doctor did.
"That's fine. Now we'll continue the rest of the examination." he said.
The finger slid from Sara's pussy and Sara felt nothing for a moment. When
she did finally feel the hands return, she groaned in horror. The doctor's
fingers were now spreading her buttocks even wider apart to exam her
crinkled anus.
Sara knew that this long neglected part of her anatomy was like an electric
button to her clit. The last time her regular doctor had given her an anal
exam she'd had to bite her lip to keep from showing her arousal. God only
knew what it would be like here.
With her anus stretched wide, it was not until the cool, squirmy sensation of
a very lubricated finger actually touched the center of the opening that Sara
knew she was about to be penetrated. The finger teased the outside of the
sensitive membranes before sliding into the tightly muscled ring. Sara felt
her anus open and clench involuntarily at the 1/2 inch of finger now
penetrating it.
Once the finger had twisted around a couple of times and her opening was
well lubricated, the doctor pushed his finger slowly but firmly all the way in,
burying it deep into Sara's rectum. He held it there for a moment and
enjoyed the sight of Sara's closed eyes in concentration and the toes of her
bare feet as they curled in a vain attempt not to feel what she was feeling.
The doctor smiled as he realized that anal play was very arousing for the
young girl. Well she was in for more of it over the next few minutes.
The doctor slid his finger out of Sara's tight, hot rectum and added more
lubricant before sliding deeply in again. Sara gasped as his finger penetrated
her most private place. Once her bottom was quite slippery and holding
some of the Vaseline he'd been using for lubricant, he pulled his fingers out
and waited a moment while Sara's breathing returned to normal. There is
material in your rectum her reported solemnly. This will have to be removed
to ensure you are not smuggling drugs into the jail.
How would he do that Sara wondered. She didn't have to wonder for long.
The doctor pulled over a tray with a small basin of water and a douche
syringe in it. Squeezing the large bulb, the doctor sucked up a good-sized
quantity of water before bringing the large, curved nozzle to Sara's bottom.
He teased the fat tip of the nozzle in slowly. It had, after all, been designed
for a different opening. Once the tip was in, it was a small matter to slide the
nozzle deep inside until only the fat rubber bulb rested between Sara's
widely parted buttocks. This left Sara's rectum penetrated more than ever
before. The nozzle was not quite as thick as Paul's penis but it was certainly
longer and Sara could feel its curved length deep in her body. The doctor
squirted a small amount of the bulb, waited a moment then squeezed the
balance quite hard.
"Oh!" gasped Sara as the warm water built up instantaneous pressure deep in
her body.
The doctor pulled the fat nozzle from the young girl slowly watching as her
anus struggled to close itself against the water already deep in her body.
"Aren't you going to let me up?" asked Sara wide-eyed as the pressure of
the water made her want to go to the bathroom.
The doctor smiled, "No, you will use the bedpan here."
He reached under the table and pulled up a bedpan that rested against Sara's
buttocks. Sara was mortified. She had never imagined being so embarrassed.
She tried to hold back, tried desperately to squeeze her anus as hard as she
could be it was all in vain. With a little cry, her body finally took over and
Sara heard the humiliating sounds of her own enema being evacuated into
the metal pan.
There hadn't been much water and it was over in a moment. The doctor used
a wet towel to wipe her clean. Sara figured she must be done but she was
not. She had much more to go.
The doctor emptied the bedpan in the adjacent toilet and then pulled a
strange looking cart over beside Sara's widestretched thighs. With her
restraints, Sara couldn't get a good look at it. The doctor sat back down
between her legs and again slowly lubricated her now much looser bottom.
To her horror Sara felt another nozzle, this one much harder and colder,
touching her anus. The steel nozzle was double-barrelled and fairly thick.
The doctor took his time but when he was done, Sara's bottom was stretched
wide around the thick nozzle of the high-colonic machine. The doctor
manipulated the device again and from deep within her Sara felt it move as
an inflatable bulb suddenly made the mid-point of the barrel of the nozzle
twice as thick. The doctor knew that it was now physically impossible for
the nozzle to become dislodged or to leak any water without the bulb being
deflated.
Sara's breathing was coming in little gasps. What was that thing buried deep
into her bottom. It felt so long that she was sure it was halfway up her body
by now and when the doctor made it larger she thought she was going to
pass out. Sara didn't know whether to be super turned on or terrified. She
guessed it was a little of both.
Once the thick metal nozzle was properly seated. The doctor checked the
rest of his equipment settings and then turned the device on. Sara heard the
whine of a motor and wondered for a moment what it was. The slow
pressure of hot water sliding deep into her rectum confirmed her worst fears.
This was a new kind of enema that she had never heard of.
The doctor checked the equipment again then stood up. He noticed as he did
so that Sara's bare pussy was now slick with her own juices as the anal
stimulation had aroused her. He chuckled as he patted the slick wetness
"Turned on? Well if you enjoyed what you've had so far, you'll love this.
The nozzle in your bottom can't be pushed out and the motor here is a
pump. It isn't very strong and can't hurt you but it will slowly fill your colon
with warm water. The nozzle here is a little thicker as you may have noticed.
That is because it is also equipped with an evacuation tube so you don't
need to worry about that. The pump will push the water into you for a while
then reverse itself and pull the water out into an evacuation container.
"I've set the sequence to give you two soap-filled sequences followed by
several rinsing ones. Altogether there are a few gallons of water for you to
deal with and it will take a few minutes. Just relax."
With a final pat on Sara's engorged and now wet pussy, the doctor turned
and walked to the main door.
"I'll be back in a moment." he said then left. To Sara's absolute horror, the
door was left wide open! With her in this exposed position only a few feet
from the door, anyone going by would see more of her than most human
beings ever see of another.
The water was working its way inexorably deeper into Sara now and the first
of what would be several cramps had just started thanks, she supposed, to
the soap. Despite any action on her part, there was no way the nozzle into
her bottom could be budged at all and there was nothing to do but hold on.
A few minutes later, when Sara was sure she'd burst from what was now a
very distended belly, she heard the sound of pump change and the pressure
immediately decreased. Sara knew she was now being emptied. The
procedure took about as long as it had to fill her up and just as she was
feeling comfortable, the sound of the motor changed again and again, she
felt the water moving deep inside her.
It had been perhaps 5 minutes, perhaps 10 and the second sequence of water
was now just about finished when Sara's worst fears were realized. Over the
sound of the pump she heard voices coming down the corridor and, sure
enough, two soldiers stopped at the entrance to her examining room. They
laughed as they saw the predicament she was in. Although most of what
they said was too fast for Sara to follow it was clear they were enjoying the
view and that she was not the first young lady to have been held in this
position.
After watching for a couple of minutes, the soldiers moved on leaving a
blushing and gasping Sara behind.
Now the pump reversed again and the first rinsing water was pushed deep
into Sara's belly. The hot water had made her break out in a sweat and it
seemed that this time the pump would go on forever. Sara felt that the water
was now moving much, much deeper into her, perhaps it was. Not until her
belly was distended and tight like that of a pregnant woman did the pump
reverse and start emptying her.
Time blur for Sara as twice more she watched her belly swell up and shrink.
The doctor arrived sometime during the process but by the time the water
was being evacuated for the last time Sara was exhausted. Her anus was sore
from being stretched so wide for so long and her whole body felt like she'd
just run the marathon.
It was with great relief that she finally felt the nozzle deflate and be pulled
slowly from her anus.
"Now that you're clean, we can complete your examination." said the
doctor.
"No! I can't!" said Sara as she pulled weakly at her restraints.
Suddenly there was a short sharp smack and Sara felt the hot sting of
something smacking her right on the bare skin of her pussy. "Ouch!" she
said and looked up to see the doctor holding a fly swatter. Again it swung
down and again Sara felt a hot smack on her pubis.
"You will behave or I can make your stay with me much longer and much
less pleasant." said the doctor as he idly rubbed the rubber swatter across
Sara's hard nipples.
"Yes Sir." she said meekly and bit her tongue as she tried to keep quiet.
The doctor was now back down between Sara's legs and Sara looked on as
he reached over to the counter for what Sara knew to be a speculum. She
should have expected this, she thought. It was her least favorite part of her
annual gynecological exam so of course it would happen here. It wasn't that
being opened by a speculum was so painful Sara thought. It was just the idea
of having your most intimate spot opened up so wide that someone could
look right into your body. It was the most vulnerable feeling that Sara knew.
The doctor was skilled and in a moment Sara's pussy was filled with the
metal device. A few turns of a wheel and her pussy was stretched wide open.
"We have to ensure that there is nothing that you are carrying in your
person." said the doctor by way of explanation.
Sara just closed her eyes and leaned back, letting him have a look. It was a
shock to her that a moment later, another metal probe touched her now
opened anus. It stroked for a moment then pushed as the metal device
pushed past the sphincter and back into her rectum. Oh no, thought Sara.
What now? Her body gave her the answer as she felt the device in her move.
It was getting larger.
To Sara's embarrassment the nature of the device in her bottom was now
apparent. It was another speculum. The doctor opened this one as well and
the metal petals pulled her anus wide open.
Sara had never imagined someone could be this exposed. Both her intimate
openings were stretched wide open to the world! Despite herself, however,
she felt the familiar twinge of her clit and her nipples tightening that said
that even though she was embarrassed, her body thought she was turned on.
The doctor turned away from the bound spread girl leaving a pair of wide-
open thighs with two metal devices directly between them holding both of
Sara's intimate openings widely exposed.
The doctor left the panting girl in this widely opened position and left the
room, leaving the door wide open once again.
Sara's eyes were closed as she tried to pretend that nothing was happening
and that this was all a bad dream. Unfortunately the sensations running
through her body kept pulling her mind back to the situation she was in.
The sounds of voices back in the room, brought Sara back to reality in an
instant. The doctor was coming back in the room, this time with the officer
in tow! Sara's whole face flushed red in embarrassment as the officer who
had questioned her earlier now had a complete view of her spread open
body.
The doctor told the officer that he had examined Sara for contraband and
could find none. The officer peered down between Sara's legs at the two
wide open speculums. Sara felt the device in her pussy move as the officer
grasped the handle and tilted it slightly for a better view. She squeezed her
eyes shut tightly as the pressure from the spread open petals of the device
pressed against her oversensitive clit. Sara moaned involuntarily at the
sensation.
Now the fingers moved lower to grasp the even more humiliating rectal
speculum and Sara felt that one being adjusted as well to provide the
maximum view into her body. The officer and the doctor exchanged some
comment that had them both chuckle at Sara's expense.
Sara felt the officer moving to her side and after a moment, opened her eyes.
"So" he said, "The doctor tells me that this treatment excites you." The
officer's fingers had taken one of Sara's nipples and was gently rolling it.
Sara's eyes were wide as the officer idly toyed with Sara's very erect, very
tight nipple.
"Nnnnnno Sir" she mumbled. Sara just couldn't tell this man the truth.
"No?" asked the officer. "You aren't lying to me are you? If you are lying
that could be very serious. It should be very simple to test. If I touch you for
a moment and you climax, it will be obvious that you are lying." The officer
smiled, "Perhaps you'd enjoy much more of this treatment? I'm sure I can
arrange it for you."
Sara didn't know what to say as the officer moved back between her legs
and moved one hand so that his fingers touched both of the metal speculum
sticking out from deep in her body. She shuddered as his fingers moved
them in small circles, feeling the sensation translated directly into the depths
of her belly.
With a smile, looking right into Sara's eyes, the officer moved his other
hand up to where Sara's clit, soaked in her own juices was now sticking out
from its protective hood. The touch of his fingertip on the tip of her clit was
electric. Sara's whole body tightened up and she involuntarily pushed hard
with her heels to push her hips up toward the teasing finger.
Sara moaned out loud and felt a rush of heat start from all extremities of her
body at once and rush like a tidal wave to the center of her being in the
depths of her belly. She felt light headed as the blood seemed to run from
her head, her toes, her fingertips all toward the tip of her traitorous clitoris
and the officer's finger that teased it.
Her orgasm seemed to have been pent-up for hours and now rushed out at
her cry as she came and then came again. The officer's teasing seemed more
insistent teasing her clit and now her turgid nipples into yet another orgasm
as the officer and doctor watched, completely entertained.
Finally, limp in her bonds, Sara fell back. It was perhaps the most
embarrassing and the most exciting and the most intense moment of her
young life and she knew in an instant that her sex life was now changed
forever.
The officer's fingers left the young body and, smiling, he stepped once more
to her side.
"I'm happy to report that we completed our investigation of you a couple of
hours ago. You are free to go and we apologize for this inconvenience."
With a final comment to the doctor and a chuckle, the officer left the room.
The doctor pulled the devices from Sara's body and wiped her soaking
pussy lips and buttocks with a towel. Just before releasing her, however, he
reached for one final thing from the counter. Sara couldn't see it, but she felt
the tip of something tiny touch her anus and in a moment be pushed in. The
doctor used his finger to seat the object as deep into her rectum as he could
reach. Sara was too tired to even argue.
As the doctor undid the restraints and pulled Sara from the stirrups and up to
a sitting position, she asked what he had put into her.
The doctor smiled. "Something that will have you remember us later today."
he said. Whatever it was, Sara could feel it already. It was making her
bottom itch and made her squirm. She felt like she wanted to plunge
something back into her rectum just as fast she could.
The doctor gave her the blouse and skirt she had arrived in and led the
shaken girl out to the lobby of the building. Sara lept into Paul's arms as
soon as she saw him. Paul had been up all night worrying what might be
happening to Sara. His questioning had taken only a few minutes before the
police had determined his and Sara's innocence. That had been hours ago
and since then he had been frantically trying to find out why Sara hadn't also
been released.
The two jumped into a taxi and a few minutes later were back in their room.
Sara took another few minutes to tell Paul everything that had happened to
her. She wasn't surprised to find him with a huge erection when she
finished. She had to admit, the story even turned her on.
"So what was it the doctor put into your bottom?" asked Paul.
"I don't know, but I can tell you one thing. It is making my bottom so
squirmy that if something doesn't fill it soon I think I'm going to scream."
With that final comment, Sara pulled her clothes off and leapt onto the bed
on all fours, head down and tail up, leaving Paul with the sight of a spread
open bottom and pussy waiting for him. Paul was amazed at Sara's
aggressive attitude and wondered if Sara would start having sex be more
kinky from now on.
He didn't have long to find out.
