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Subject: The Turkish STRIP SEARCH ( Humil.,M/F, striped nude)
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I did not write this story;but am reposting it. Leo Sanderson 1997
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		     Turkish Strip Search
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Here is a true story you all might be interested in. A friend of mine
who travels often and far, is an extremely good-looking blond. She is
in her early thirties, about 5'2" and 120 lbs., long hair to the
middle of her back, large round breasts, and one of those protruding,
bubble-asses that is just perfect. Anyway, she recently was traveling
by herself to Turkey, and had a wild experience at the Istanbul
Airport. Just after passing through Customs, a male security officer
suddenly appeared and asked her to follow him. Even though she had
done nothing and was not carrying anything illegal, Cathy immediately
became worried that perhaps her papers were not in order, or she had
forgotten some paperwork. The officer led her into a small, windowless
room containing just a desk, and a low folding-type table. The officer
,after asking her name, destination, purpose of visit, etc., and
inspecting her passport, informed Cathy that she fit their profile for
a drug courier. Cathy protested this vehemently, not being a drug user
and of course not having any in her possession.  Nevertheless, the
officer produced papers authorizing a thorough search of her to be
made. About this time, another male officer entered the room, ans
asked if there was a problem. Both of these guys were in their mid
40's, somewhat overweight and of average looks at best. The first one
said there was no problem, he had just informed Cathy of the need to
search her and her belongings. When Cathy asked for a female officer
to conduct the search, the second guy told her that none were
available, and that they would conduct the search. Cathy started
protesting loudly, and was told that if she did not cooperate fully,
she would be taken to jail, where things would be much worse. The
first officer then asked her to place her purse on the low table,
after which the second officer dumped the contents and went through it
thoroughly. Cathy was wearing jeans, a silk blouse, and a light
jacket. The first officer then told her to remove the jacket and place
it on the table, after which the other officer thoroughly examined it.
Then, Cathy was told to place her feet on two tape marks about two
feet apart, and about two feet in front of the table. After doing this
she was told to bend at the waist and place her hands about two feet
apart on the edge of the table. While the first officer looked on, the
other knelt behind her, pulled up the bottom of her jeans, and
carefully inspected her socks. When this was done, he began thoroughly
patting down her left leg, moving upward until stopping just shy of
her crotch. Then he repeated with the other leg, again stopping just
short of the crotch. Then he began carefully feeling around her belt
and waist, and on down to her front pockets, then around to her rear
where he carefully patted her back pockets. Cathy told me that at this
point she was very scared and embarrassed, but thought the officers
might limit their search to a non-invasive pat-down. Not to be! The
officer then worked his hand to her crotch and very carefully felt
this area. Now Cathy was red with embarrassment. He then placed his
hand between her legs from the rear, very slowly and carefully feeling
her crotch from this angle, while the officer watched intently. He
then remarked to the other officer that because her jeans were so
tight, he could not inspect her adequately.  The officer then
commanded her to stand and remove her shoes and socks.  After she had
done this, critically inspected these items, and then ordered her to
remove her pants. Cathy began stammering with embarrassment, claiming
that this was not necessary, she had nothing down there to hide. The
first officer then became more hostile, and told her there would be no
arguing, OR ELSE! So Cathy unbuttoned and unzipped her levi's, and
slowly slid them off, careful not to pull her underwear down as well.
After she had removed these and the other officer carefully inspected
them, she was made to assume the position again. She was wearing
panties of the type that are quite fully cut, extending almost to her
navel and completely covering her rear. The officer then began to
carefuly feel around her waistband, slowly working his hands down to
her hips, and then around front to her pussy.  For what she thought
seemed like a minute, he carefully but gently explored her crotch,
then again reached between her legs from behind and felt her carefully
from this angle. To Cathy's extreme embarrassment, she felt herself
start to become wet. The officer then slowly pulled her panties down
over her buttocks and and halfway to her knees. He then asked the
other officer to conduct a visual rectal examination. Cathy was red as
a beet by now at this invasion of her privacy. The second officer
knelt behind her and gently parted her ass-cheeks. For a full minute
or more, Cathy could sense him examining her rectum while he held her
cheeks spread wide. After this was done, the other officer resumed the
search, carefully moving his hands up her upper body, feeling the back
of her shirt, collar, sleeves, and finally moving up the front. When
he reached her breasts, he began feeling every inch of these extremely
thoroughly. Finally, he ordered her to remove her blouse. When Cathy
asked if she could pull her panties up, she was told NO! She
unbuttoned and slipped off her blouse, now standing in front of both
officers with her panties pulled almost to her knees, and wearing just
a lacy white bra, which contained her very full breasts. To her
extreme dismay, she was wetter than ever, and hoped that the officers
would not notice. Again, she was made to assume the position, and one
of the officers moved behind her and began examining her bra with his
fingers. Starting at the clasp in back, he slowly worked his fingers
along the sides and then to the cups in front, where he thoroughly
felt every inch. He then reached back and unsnapped the bra, then
lifted the cups so her breasts fell free. The other officer then moved
in and lifted Cathy's large breasts, carefully feeling the undersides.
When the breast exam was complete, she was told to stand upright.
Assuming the search was over, Cathy asked if she could dress. No, came
the reply, instead she was ordered to completely remove her
undergarments. By this time she was so flustered, embarrassed, and in
spite of herself, wetter than ever. After placing the bra and panties
on the table, she was told to stand, completely naked now, facing the
two male officers. The first officer told her to hold both hands out,
palms up. Then after they were satisfied she was holding no
contraband, she was commanded to open her mouth wide, and one of the
officers examined the interior. Then they had her lean forward and
thoroughly shake out her long hair to see if anything was in there.
The second officer then ordered to assume the position again. By now,
Cathy could feel her juices beginning to seep down her inner thighs,
and she knew they could not help to notice, as she was bending over at
the waist with her feet spread apart. The first officer went to the
desk, where he produced a tube of vaseline. Scared now, Cathy asked
him what it was for. He replied that he was going to have to conduct a
digital examination of her rectum. He then moved behind her, placed a
glob of the gel on his fingers, and reached between her ass-cheeks.
Cathy felt the cool tang as the officer began gently rubbing around
her anus, spreading the lubricant around the opening, which was very
tight. To her shock, he then knelt behind her and spread her apart
with one hand, and began inserting the vaseline tube into her ass.
Once several inches were inside her rectum, he began squeezing out the
contents. It felt very cool and slippery as it filled her rear,
leaking out the opening. Now, Cathy noticed the other officer had put
on latex gloves. He came to her side, and reached down between her
legs from the front, fingering her now soaking pussy. He carefully
inserted his finger, and explored her vagina while simultaneously
massaging her clit. Almost beside herself with ecstacy now, she had
almost forgotten the officer who was preparing her rectum for
examination. Suddenly she felt a dull pain as he forcefully entered
her ass with his finger. Now she had an officer digitally searching
her vagina, while the other probed her rectum, while she remained in
the spread-eagle search position. It was too much, and she began to
orgasm. This prompted one officer to call her a slut, for getting
enjoyment out of being strip-searched, and he felt she should be
disciplined. The other agreed, and now Cathy worried as to what they
might do. Forced to remain in the position, both officers withdraw
their fingers from her orifices. One then moved directly behind her,
and suddenly she was shocked by a very hard slap on her bare ass. They
then began to take turns slapping her round ass, hard enough that in
short order the cheeks were bright red. All of a sudden, she heard the
unmistaklable sound of a zipper going down, and turned her head enough
to see that one of the officers had taken his cock out. Not just any
cock, but one almost as thick as her wrist and probably 9" long. He
commanded her to bend over, that a deeper rectal exam was in order.
The other officer pushed Cathy into a deeply bent-over stance, and
held her in this way while the other slowly pushed his huge member
into the opening of her anus. She tried to relax her sphincter as much
as possible to avoid damage, but the pain was rather intense due to
his large size. The officer slowly pushed his cock deeper into her
ass, and now she was thankful he had lubricated her rectum so
thoroughly. Soon, the entire nine inch dick was in her rear, and then
he began pumping in and out, while slapping her ass-cheeks. Cathy was
trying her best to endure this forceful ass-fucking and slapping, when
she saw that the other officer had stripped from the waist down.
Observing that he had a slightly smaller than normal dick, she thought
at least he could'nt hurt her with it. He moved to stand close in
front of her face, and Cathy thought he was going to make her suck him
off, while the other butt-fucked her. She resigned herself to this and
began to move her mouth towards his member, when he stopped her.
Surprised, she looked up at him.  He grinned, and slowly turned
around, until his rather hairy ass was in front of her, only inches
from her face. Shock began to set in, as she slowly realized what he
wanted from her. She had heard of rim jobs, but certainly had never
given
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Note : This is where this story ends ,as the newsgroup only sent this
much. So perhaps the author would not mind too much if I ended the
story the way I would,if I had written it.

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  (Conclusion  of story : "The Turkish Strip-Search ".)

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

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

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

			  The End

		   

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