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Subject: {ASSM} RP The Spice Girls - Spice Search by Dr Evil (M/F, F/F, nc, anal, oral, stripsearch)
Date: Tue,  2 Apr 2002 18:10:04 -0500
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Warning: This file contains depictions of adult sexual situations. If it is
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Greetings. My name is Doctor Evil and I am here to present to you a series
of tales from the realms of popular fiction, in particular television and
movies.
I inhabit the dark realms within these universes, and it is here I see the
things that weren't shown, the things that might have happened and the
things that should have happened.
I present these tales of dark pleasures to you the readers who deserve to
know the entire story.
I am here to present the answer to you. If you have a situation which you
would like to see exposed, then inform me and I shall do my utmost to find
out the real truth for you.

Today's story exposes a situation involving the Spice Girls in a tale of
airport abuse called:

"Spice Search"

The British Airways 747 touched down in the small country of Bhutranistad,
in the middle east. This was the final stop on the tour and the Spice Girls
were all tired and ready to head home.
Peering out of the first class window, Emma then turned and looked across
at Geri sitting next to her and pointed to the small group of fans
screaming from the terminal balcony.
"There's another lot, I don't know how they find out when we're arriving,"
said Emma in amazement.
"Hmmm," mumbled Geri, not really paying attention to her friend.
"You're not still thinking about leaving are you?"
"I just don't know if this is the place I should be any more. I think I
really need to get away from this for a while. Maybe if we take a break for
a while," postulated Geri.
"Well I think that US tour's just about ready to go, so you'll have to wait
until after that."
"Let's just see what happens. Please don't mention it to the others until
I'm sure."
"Okay," said Emma and leant across to give Geri a reassuring hug.

Slowly the five tired young women made their way out of the plane and
across the tarmac into the back entrance of the terminal building. They
were always forced to sneak in the back door like some sort of criminals,
but it was the only way to avoid the screaming fans who would go berserk at
the slightest hint that the girls might be near. It was safer for everyone
if they slipped in and out without anyone knowing they were there.
Their bags were ferried along behind them by several airport staff and they
were all ushered into a smallish office.
In the office a desk was in front of the window with a seat behind it, so
that they were forced to squint past the glare of the sun to see the person
in the chair. There were no other chairs so the five girls were forced to
stand, and their staff were ushered into another room away from them.
"What's going on now?" asked an exasperated Victoria.
"Be quiet!" demanded the small man sitting at the desk, giving the desk a
slap with the palm of his hand to emphasise his statement. "You so called
'Rock Stars' are always coming through here carrying your drugs and
alcohol, trying to take advantage of  our small number of staff to slip
past our customs. Well it ends today, we will make an example of you and
show the rest of you western entertainers we are not to be trifled with."
"What are you on mate?" asked Geri, thinking this was some kind of joke.
"Is this a set up? Come on who put you up to this?"
"I assure you this is no joke. We know you are on drugs, we have seen the
way you dress and the way you behave, clean and sober people do not act
this way. We will find your toxins and prove to the world that we are just
as efficient as any other nation," said the little man with a kind of manic
gleam in his eye.
The girls were now starting to get worried, and they began to realise that
this guy was fanatically serious.
"Could we make a phone call please?" asked Emma sweetly, trying to draw him
away from his rant.
"Save your phone calls for when you need them, first you will undergo the
customs check, and if you pass then you will not need your call."
"But...." started Mel B.
"No, that is all. No more talking. Be silent!" he screamed at her.
The girls each came to the decision that it might be a good idea to shut
up, at least for the moment and see what happened next.
He pressed a button on the intercom on the desk, and said something in his
native language.  Shortly after that the door opened and a group of three
armed guards entered the room, pointing their rifles at them.
"You will go with these men and do as you are told. I will be along shortly
to supervise the inspection," he said, signalling to the guards to take
them away.
Quickly the girls were herded out of the room and into the corridor. They
were taken down the corridor to a larger room at the end. In this room was
a high table, and a large dark haired woman stood on the other side of it.
She looked at the five women as they entered the room, and with a look of
disgust she pointed at Mel C.
"You, the plain one. Bring your bags over here," pointing to the table and
the pile of their luggage in the far corner of the room.
The room was like a large Doctor's surgery waiting room, with chairs lining
the walls of the room, the door they had entered through, which was now
closed, and another door at the back of the room which was also closed.
Sporty grabbed her bags and hoisted them up onto the table, giving the
woman a glare.
"Thinks I'm the plain one does she," fumed Sporty to herself.
The woman flung the bag open and with all the finesse of a wildebeest began
to rummage through Mel's clothing and toiletries.
After a few minutes of this she had finished her search, and ordered Sporty
to clean up the mess. 
Mel quickly stuffed her belongings back into the bags and pulled them down
off the table, while the woman turned and pointed at Emma, indicating she
was next.

Ifran watched peacefully from his chair, he was quite content to sit and
observe the search via the hidden video camera, at least until the
interesting part began. Then he would have to go in and supervise properly,
just to make sure everything was being handled correctly.
One by one each girl had their bags searched and then they were told to sit
and wait, as the staff went outside and locked the door behind them.  He
watched as they tried to open the door, and then returned to their seats in
defeat. He would let them wait for a little while, to build the
anticipation, and then he would see just how spicy they all were.

In unison the group jumped to their feet as the door was flung open and the
little man marched inside. They had been waiting here for an hour since
their bags had been searched and they wondered what was next on the agenda.
"I have spoken with my staff and they have found nothing in your luggage,"
he said to the relief of the women. "However I know that you think we are
stupid, and that you would not hide your filth in your bags. This leaves
the question, where is it?" and he snapped his fingers in the air summoning
the guards and the woman to return.
The door was quickly shut and locked to leave no doubt they were not in
control of the situation.
"We will now search the clothing you are wearing, and to save you any
discomfort it's better that you remove it and hand it to Jenelda," he said,
indicating the woman.
"You have got to be out of your mind," hollered Mel B in protest. Scary
quickly found a rifle pointing at her face and she moved back away from the
man slightly.
"You would do well to remember where you are, little western trollop," spat
the man in contempt. He turned to face his soldiers. "If they have not
begun to disrobe in five seconds you will begin to break their fingers, one
girl at a time, finger by finger."
Realising that this guy was nuts enough to do this they quickly began to
remove their clothing.
Quickly a pile of jeans, t-shirts, sweat tops and sweat pants, bras and
panties, socks, sports shoes and assorted boots appeared on the table in
front of the woman.
"I see that I was correct in my assumption, however I am amazed at how
quickly you were willing to shed your clothing. But then all little sluts
are like that are they not?"
"You bastard," yelled Geri as she lunged for him. She was quickly halted at
the guard behind her grabbed a handful of her red hair and pulled her back
into the lineup.
"I have my eye on you, my fiery little redhead. I believe you to be the
leader of this little operation, and mark my words you will pay for your
crimes," he said ominously.
The guards behind them were laughing as the man moved out in front of the
girls, who had been forced into a line.
Ifran looked back and forth admiring the colours and contrasts between the
girls.
On one end there was Emma, lithe and blonde with lovely white skin.
Alongside her was Geri, the little firebrand of the group, not a natural
redhead though as her dark pubes attested. Nice full tits though.
Moving along the line the next was Victoria, alabaster white skin, lovely
dark hair and pubes to give a nice contrast. Next to her was Mel B, her
lovely chocolate brown body standing out like a dark beacon in the
surrounding white flesh. He stood and absorbed her for a moment, lovely
brown nipples on her nice breasts, and the glint of silver off her pierced
navel drew his eyes down to her tummy and the brown pubes below. Then on
the other end of the line was Mel C, her toned body showing off the muscles
underneath. He liked fit women, but he liked some breastmeat on them too
and there was hardly anything even worth mentioning on this one.
His circuit complete, he turned and looked over at Jenelda. 
"What have you found?"
"There is nothing in their clothing either Sir."
"Well there is still one other place they could be hiding it, on their
person."
Instantly realising what this meant, the girls tried to back away from the
table, only to find the guards standing behind them.
"Do you really think  there's any need for that?" asked Victoria trying to
remain calm and reasonable, hoping it would encourage this man to be
reasonable as well.
"Well I'm afraid it's standard airport procedure, and seeing as it
interests you so very much you can go first," he said snapping his fingers.
Victoria found herself shoved forwards by a rifle in the small of her back,
and pressed up against the table.
"Jenelda if you would be so kind," he said pointing at Posh Spice huddled
up alongside the table.
Jenelda moved around and grabbed Victoria by the arm and spun the girl
around to face her. She grabbed Victoria on either side of her head so that
she had control of it's movement. She looked into each of her eyes, then
turned from one side to the other looking into each ear and then behind
them. She rustled through her hair and then looked at her lips, teeth and
gums.
"Open your mouth," she ordered, and then peered inside as Victoria
complied. "Move your tongue up, down, left and right." 
Once she had finished with the mouth she moved down to the medium sized
breasts hanging in front of her.
"Oi, what are you doing!" exclaimed Victoria covering her breasts with her
arms to stop Jenelda from touching them.
"Put your arms back down," yelled Ifran as he leapt forwards and gave
Victoria a sharp crack across the backside with his hand.
"Ow!" yelled Victoria, giving him a furious glare as she slowly lowered her
arms back to her sides.
"We are also checking you for disease. We don't want any of your disgusting
diseases running through our country," said Ifran to all of the group.
Jenelda was now holding Victoria's tits, one in each hand, as she began to
squeeze and knead them like dough. Once Jenelda had finished her breast
exam she stepped back away from Posh. 
"Stand on one leg and hop vigorously," she ordered. 
Victoria balanced herself and began to hop, she could feel her breasts
rising and falling as she did but she could do nothing as she knew he would
hit her again.
Jenelda was watching intently, waiting for anything to fall out of either
orifice, and then stood and halted Victoria's jumping.
"Alright spread your legs as far apart as they will go," she said watching
Victoria slide her long legs apart. "Now I want you to squat down, and keep
your legs as far apart as possible, and repeat it ten times."
Victoria could feel herself going red from shame as she watched the faces
of the guards as she moved up and down, squatting lewdly in front of them.
"Alright that's enough, climb up onto the table, bend and spread your legs
and put your feet flat on the tabletop."
Feeling like she was in a gyno's office she arranged her legs as requested
and felt her pussy lips spread open wide. She heard the snap of the rubber
as the woman pulled on a rubber glove and then she felt the cold hand on
her pussy lips. The woman began to rub lubricant up and down the lips,
before beginning to plunge a finger inside, spreading lubrication around in
there too. Finally the woman decided she was ready and began to insert one,
then two and then three fingers inside her pussy. She could feel the
pressure on her insides as the fingers felt around in there, searching for
drugs which weren't there. The woman's hand turned and to her horror,
Victoria now found the woman's thumb over her clit, rubbing it as her hand
moved in and around Victoria's pussy. Suddenly the woman was finished and
slid her hand out of the unwilling pussy with a resounding wet plop.
"Alright now turn over and get up on your knees," she said waiting for
Victoria to comply. "Now lean forwards, reach back and spread your
buttocks."
Victoria found that this position forced her face down into the table as it
was supporting her weight.
She again felt the cold hands, this time on her arsehole. She felt a glob
of lubricant squirt out onto her opening, and then felt a finger work it
around the opening and then begin to force it's way inside.
With a grunt of surprise the finger rammed it's way in and she began to
move it around to spread the lubricant. Another finger squashed it's way in
beside it and she felt her anus forced even further apart.
The woman continued to abuse her arsehole for several more minutes before
removing her fingers. 
She was again forced to perform her squatting routine just in case anything
had been dislodged before they moved on.
Lastly her fingers, toes, and nails were checked and she was declared
clean.
"Alright then who's next?"

Each girl was subjected to the same humiliation, the exposure of the squat,
the invasion of the cavity search and the simple degradation of the breast
check.
The only difference was that when it came time for Geri's breast check it
went on a little longer and Ifran was required to help out.

"We will go and see what the results have been for the other members of
your staff," stated Ifran as he led his squad out of the room each carrying
some clothing and luggage and locked them in again.

Dumping their possessions in the corridor, Ifran hurried back to his office
leaving the guards to pilfer anything they wanted from the girl's bags. 
He quickly checked his VCR to make sure there was enough tape left, and
then returned to the holding room.
"We have found that your staff are not withholding any information, but we
may be forced to detain you all anyway."
"Why now?" asked an exhausted Geri.
"Well during your stay at our facility you have all run up a hefty bill for
administrative services and use of manpower. You will have to pay, and the
cost is 200,000 Ratanaks. This is payable immediately before your release,
and we accept local currency only," he said hoping they were not carrying
any local cash yet.
"We can get you the money, but you'll have to let us go to the bank," said
Emma.
"No that is not acceptable, we do not know that you will return with our
money."
"Well we don't have any Ratanaks yet, all of our money is still in Pounds
Sterling," pleaded Emma.
"Well I'm afraid you will have to spend the next fortnight in our lovely
world class women's prison."
They were collectively dumbfounded for a moment, they all knew the
reputation of  Bhutranistad prisons, the entire world had heard of the
atrocious conditions. They would be lucky to live until tomorrow morning
let alone two weeks away.
"Is there any sort of compromise we can come to?" asked Victoria. "Would
you like some concert tickets, autographed merchandise, CDs, or anything
else?"
"Hmmm perhaps we could work out a trade, but I don't know..." he trailed
off pretending to be deep in thought.
Seizing upon this opportunity Mel C jumped in as well. "I'm sure there's
something we can give you in exchange. We have a lot of stuff we sell, or
we could even give you a private concert if that's what it takes."
"Well that might be okay, I think my daughter likes your music, although I 
don't know why," he said seeing the hope on their faces. "But I really
shouldn't."
"Oh come on, anything you'd like at all," offered Mel B.
"Let me have a quick talk with my guards and see if they're willing to look
the other way as well."

The girls watched hopefully as he turned and began to speak with the men
and woman outside the door. After a few moments of vigorous head shaking
they all began to nod in agreement and he returned to the room.
"In exchange for your freedom, and the erasure of your debt, we want use of
your bodies for the afternoon. You will do anything we ask," he stated.
"There's no bloody way I'm doing that," yelled Mel C.
Emma turned to the others. "He's so gross, and did you see the others
they're all so greasy. I don't think I can do it either."

"Alright then if that's your answer I'll just ring for the prison
transport, and get your new uniforms," he said as he turned and made his
way out of the room.

He waited outside of the room and he could hear the girls arguing inside.
Some were willing to do it just to get out and the others still had
reservations. He decided to sweeten the deal a little, and went back inside
the room.
"The truck will be here for you in a moment, I'm just about to load your
staff onto their truck. Now who shall I tell them is responsible for their
prison term?" he said pointing at Emma, Mel C and Victoria who had been
protesting against the idea.
"What?" asked Emma quietly.
"Well their freedom is in with yours. Didn't you realise that? If you do
what we want ALL of you go free, otherwise you ALL go to prison. I thought
that was quite clear," he said with a chuckle.
"Bastard!" yelled Victoria. "Alright we'll be your prostitutes, but don't
think we'll enjoy it."
"We don't care if you enjoy it, but I know we'll enjoy it," he said rapping
on the door behind him.

The three men entered the room followed by Jenelda, and they could see that
the men were hard already and Jenelda carried a big strap on dildo.
"I am in charge so I get first pick, no sloppy seconds when you're the
boss," said Ifran rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "I think I'll start with a
blowjob from you," he said pointing at Emma.
He opened his uniform trousers and let them fall around his ankles before
sitting down in a chair and removing them. He quickly looked around at the
other Spice Girls and decided which ones he wanted.
"I'll have that one, the red head and the black one. You three can start on
the other two and Jenelda you can help me over here."
Geri and Mel B were quickly handcuffed to the table which they soon
discovered was bolted to the floor, and the keys were handed to Ifran.
Emma was brought over to him by Jenelda while the other three men descended
upon Victoria and Mel C like hungry wolves.
Forcing Emma to her knees he instructed her to open her mouth and he placed
his semi-hard cock in her mouth. It only took a few movements from her
moist, warm mouth to make his cock stiffen up totally. He had a long thin
cock of about seven and a half inches, which he proceeded to slide in and
out of the little blonde's unhappy mouth. Out of the corner of his eye he
could see Jenelda merrily fondling Baby Spice's breasts and slowly
fingering the little blonde slit below.
He grabbed hold of her pigtails like handles and began to fuck her face. He
could feel his cock sliding deeper and deeper into her mouth until she
began to gag as it hit the back of her throat. He forced her head all the
way down onto his cock and then let her free.
"Alright slut, show me what you can do," he said to the blonde.
Emma began to slowly suck it of her own accord, she remembered her friends
here and outside who needed her to do a good job so they would live. Of
course this was not her first blow job so she put all of her acquired
skills into making him shoot as quickly as possible.
She could hear grunts and male groans coming from nearby and she could see
out of the corner of her eye that Victoria was riding one guy's cock while
another was wedged up her tight arsehole, and Mel C was being taken up the
arse doggy style. Mel was the one grunting as she was not used to this, but
Victoria was a total nympho and had done this many times before and was
probably secretly enjoying it.
Her attention was quickly brought back as the guy's dick began to jerk just
as she was rubbing the underside with her tongue, he was about to come and
he grabbed her pigtails again and shoved his cock down her throat again. As
her throat began to gag around it the movement was enough to bring him off
and he began to shoot jet after jet of hot come down her throat.

Happily Ifran pulled his cock out of the blonde's mouth and left her after
making sure she swallowed it all.
He took out the handcuff keys and went over to choose his next plaything.
Looking back and forth between the two he decided a nice titfuck was next
on his menu, so he uncuffed Ginger and moved her away from her friend.
He laid her down on her back and straddled her lower chest. He grabbed  her
tits and fondled them for a moment, rolling the nipples back and forth
between his fingers, before lowering his face down to enjoy them with his
mouth. After he finished biting and licking his way around her tits he felt
that his cock was hard enough to start up again. He spat some more saliva
into her cleavage and then after pressing the two of them together he
slowly slid his cock up between her tits. Enjoying the immediate and even
pressure along the length of his cock he pressed further until his stomach
was pressed against her tits and the tip of his cock was tapping the
underside of her jaw. 
"Hold your tits like that for me," he instructed, and watched as Geri slid
her hands up and pressed her breasts together around his cock. "Oh yeah,
that's great you big titted slut, you're really loving this I can tell."
Not waiting for an answer he went back to sliding back and forth in breast
valley.
Suddenly alongside them appeared Emma and Jenelda. Jenelda had her strap on
lubed and ready to go, and she laid Emma down on her back, grabbed her
ankles and positioned her legs up over her chest. Holding Emma open like
this, she aimed the black rubber cockhead at the little blonde slit and
began to slide the full nine inches into her. Jenelda worked the cock all
the way in and then began to slowly slide it back and forth, rubbing her
own clit on the underside of the dildo. She could feel the vibrations
coming up the dildo and she was starting to get off on it. She quickly
began to piston in and out of the girl, going faster and faster until she
orgasmed happily over the inside of the leather strap on harness.

Ifran was so turned on watching Jenelda slam into the little blonde that he
was now pummelling Geri's tits with his cock. 
"Alright now, pout for me just like you do on your music videos," he
instructed, and watched happily as she complied as best she could. With a
sudden moan he pulled his cock from between her tits, slid further up her
body and began to spurt hot white come all over her red pouting lips and
cheeks.
"Ahh yes, definitely worth the money. I'll recommend you to all of my
friends," he said with a chuckle as he informed the other guards that
Ginger was now also up for grabs. 

He walked back to the table and uncuffed Mel B and moved her down onto all
fours, doggy style. 
"One more for the road and I'm done," he said to her. "Have you been
watching your little friends while you've been waiting?"
"Just hurry up and fuck me will you, I don't want to talk to you."
"Now there's no need to be like that, all of your friends are having such a
good time. Look around the room. Baby Spice has one of the guards spurting
over her face right as we speak, Ginger is happily taking Jenelda's black
dildo up her arse, while Posh is being spanked by another guard. She must
have been a bit naughty, and Sporty is giving a lovely blow job to my other
guard. Now why don't you join in."
"Yeah do whatever you like I'll be so happy. Just hurry up bastard."
"Alright then If you're going to be like that I'll just get into it," he
said as he moved back around behind her.
He had been stroking his cock with one hand while he had been talking to
her, and that combined with watching the others had awoken his cock once
more. He reached out and grabbed her big curvy butt and began fondling the
dark cheeks. He gave them a few playful slaps, which were met with quiet
grunts from Scary, before he spread them apart to expose the pussy and
arsehole hiding between.
He moved up behind her and positioned the head of his cock at her tight
arsehole and began to push in. The lubrication from the body cavity search
was still there so he slid in quite easily. She gave out another grunt as
she was invaded, but said nothing.
"You love this don't you bitch? I'll bet you give out arsefucks to all of
your little groupie guys don't you? Oh you're such a slut, I love making
you grunt," he said and to prove it he gave another hard shove making her
grunt again.
"Play with your clit while I'm doing this," he instructed. 
She gingerly moved one arm under herself while keeping her weight on the
other, and began to fondle her pussy.
He delighted in ramming forwards suddenly trying to make her loose her
balance, but she managed to stay upright.
Finally the pressure from her muscles, caressing the length of his cock as
he slid back and forth was enough to set him off and he began to fill her
arse with his hot come.
He pulled out of her and allowed her to collapse on the ground alongside
the table.
The others were still hard at it, so he collected his clothes and headed
over to the door to recover in his office. He could always watch the rest
on video later.
"I'm going now, so once all of my staff are satisfied you may leave and
take your underlings with you," he announced and left the room.

Once they had all been cleared out and sent on their way he checked the
tape and was happy with the results. The introduction of the video camera
to their sessions had made them much more fun, and they could always sell
copies too.
It was only three in the afternoon but Ifran decided to go home and get
some rest. Tomorrow they had Janet Jackson and Mariah Carey flying in for
their tours, and he had to make sure he would be able to greet them
properly in true Bhutranistad style.

Copyright (c) Dr Evil Productions 1999

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