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STORY.73
The Master Chris Collection
SARA IN JAIL IN SOUTH AMERICA
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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 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
Sout 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 athetic 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 uptilted
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 atosphere here had seemed a little more tense. Sara
had no idea how tense.
Their hotel was a small guest-house right near the
ocean. Sara and Paul had enjoyed frolicking in the surf and
shopping in the local bazar 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
uneccesary 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 embarrasment 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 smack 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 humilation 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;
lookng 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 alwasy been a modest girl
and going to the gynaecologist 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 haveing
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 he reported solumnly.
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 syringue 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 equiped with
an evacuation tube so you don't need to worry about that. The
pump will push the water into you for awhile 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
gynaecological 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
carrrying 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 strethed 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 senstations 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 embarassment 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 tighted 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 traiterous clitoris and
the officer's finger which 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.
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