Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. >Strip Searched in Middle School by Megan Matheson Copyright(C) 2021 by Megan Matheson Hello. My name is Megan. I -(TM)m 14 and I -(TM)m in the 8th grade at Our Sisters of Perpetual Orgasm Middle School. I -(TM)m a petite, blue- eyed brunette. I play sports and I think I have a nice figure. My tummy is flat and I have a B cup bra. Well, almost a B cup. The boys tell me I -(TM)m pretty, so I -(TM)ll take their word for it. He, he. I wear my hair in a ponytail. And I like to smoke pot. This is the story of something totally messed up and embarrassing that happened to me recently. I knew, with my father out of town on business, I only had to worry about my step mother and her jerk of a son, Billy. Inserting the key into the front door and creeping inside, I was relieved to see only the small night lights on in the house. I closed the front door quietly behind me. Then it hit me that I was still holding my friend -(TM)s pot for him in my pants. I pushed it even further down the front. A light suddenly snapped on in the living room. I was temporarily blinded but I knew deep in my heart that I -(TM)d been busted by my stepmother. Sure enough, that terrible woman was seated in a comfortable chair in the corner of the room, glaring at me. -Why are you so late, you little tramp? - she asked me harshly. She stood and advanced quickly on me. Frozen, I stood in complete shock at being called such a nasty name. My annoying stepmother never would have dared to use such words if my father was home. She stopped directly in front of me and, then appearing kind of perplexed, leaned over me and took a deep sniff. -~Oh my God! -(TM) I thought in a panic. -~Can she smell the pot on me? -(TM) -What -(TM)s that smell on you? - My stepmother demanded. -My perfume? - I answered weakly. I was so busted. -Oh no young lady, I certainly know the smell of marijuana when I smell it. You -(TM)ve been smoking pot, haven -(TM)t you? - -~How does she know what pot smells like? -(TM) -No, no I haven -(TM)t, - I attempted to protest. -I should just take you down to the police station and have them test you. How would you like that? - She snapped angrily. I kept repeating, -No, no, - I whimpered from my stepmother -(TM)s harassment. To my complete embarrassment, Billy, my pimply, 15 year old step brother, suddenly appears in the living room. I realize he must have been listening the entire time from the dining room. He leans against the doorway and grins at me. It was a nasty grin and it made me very uncomfortable. -I saw you put something under your clothes when you came in here, - My stepmother accused. -Lift your blouse up. - Now weeping, I managed to say, -I can -(TM)t, it -(TM)s too tight. - -Then unbutton it, you stupid slut, - the middle-aged woman ordered. I couldn -(TM)t believe my ears. I was supposed to open my blouse in front of my stepbrother! -No, I can -(TM)t, - I sobbed. -Not in front of Billy. - -Listen here young lady, - The woman said, shaking me violently by my arm. -You do as I say or I -(TM)ll rip that blouse right off you. - Never doubting my stepmother for a second, with shaking hands, I finally managed to open my blouse, displaying my frilly white, semi-transparent bra. I felt even more embarrassed and degraded when Billy wolf whistled at me. -Just take it off, I may need to check under your bra. - I felt beaten down and I couldn -(TM)t believe my ears but I did as my stepmother ordered and dropped my blouse down onto the nearby couch making the sight of my bra even more accessible to my leering stepbrother, who was rubbing himself in his pants. -You can stop this right now by just turning over the marijuana, - My stepmother explained. -There is no marijuana! - I screamed, pressed to my breaking point. -Don -(TM)t you yell at me, young lady. I am not to be trifled with. Unbutton and pull down the zipper on your jeans, - She ordered. I felt as if my heart had stopped dead in my chest. I suddenly realized I was very close to being busted with the pot and I became extremely frightened as to what the woman -(TM)s response would be. I made one more attempt to stop her. -It -(TM)s not right to make me do this in front of Billy, - I cried out. -Never you mind about Billy, - My stepmother insisted. -He -(TM)s not out to all hours using drugs. Now do as I say or I -(TM)ll just pull those jeans off you myself! - Feeling totally defeated, I did as my stepmother insisted. I slowly unbuttoned my jeans and then unzipped them, showing my white cotton panties to the leering Billy. Exactly what had been my worst nightmare, my stepmother stepped forward and yanked the jeans partially down -" the baggie of pot fell out onto the living room carpet. She went ballistic. -Goddamn you! I knew you were lying to me. - And then she slapped me hard across the face. -Owe! - I cried out. Despite the pain, what was worse to me was the shock of the blow ... I -(TM)d never been struck in my life. Plus I was now terrified over what more punishment she might dish out to me. -Are you hiding anything else? - My stepmother questioned. She was angry. -No, no, I swear I -(TM)m not, - I tearfully insisted. -I don -(TM)t believe you, you little liar, - My stepmother declared. -Take the rest of your clothes off. I need to search them and you. - To my disgust, Billy slipped his thing out of his pants. -I can -(TM)t do that, - I protested. -Billy is standing right there. And he -(TM)s got his thing out. It -(TM)s disgusting. - -You -(TM)re going to strip in front of Billy. That -(TM)s your punishment for using drugs and lying to me. You -(TM)ll think twice before doing this again! - she exclaimed, forcing my jeans down to my feet, exposing my white cotton panties to Billy -(TM)s leering. He grunted and pulled on himself. -I like the pink bow on her white panties. - My awful stepbrother said, as he continued to pull on himself. -Can I feel her cunt through her panties? - -~Feel my cunt through my panties? WTF -(TM) I thought. -These panties have to come off. - his mother said, continuing the search by grabbing the white elastic waistband and pulling them down, exposing the thin triangle of dark hair over my vagina. -Oh God no! - I screamed in anguish and I threw my hands down to cover myself. I was totally humiliated but there was more to come. My stepmother seized the opportunity to unsnap my bra and remove it, exposing my breasts and eliciting another scream of shame from me. -Will you shut up? You -(TM)re getting on my nerves. And stand up straight with your arms by your side. I need to check you over next. - As my stepmother searched all of my recently removed clothing, I stood hunched over, futilely attempting to hide my nudity from Billy -(TM)s rapacious staring. At the same time, he continued pulling on his dick, which had grown very big and very red. I simply couldn -(TM)t make myself stand straight as the woman had ordered. When she finished going through my clothing, she noticed I -(TM)d disobeyed her once more. Knocking my hands away, she demanded, -Squat with your legs widely apart. - -~God, would this humiliation ever end? -(TM) I wondered. By this time I realized I needed to follow my stepmother -(TM)s instructions, if for no other reason than to try to shorten the time involved in this hideous situation. So I did as instructed and burned with embarrassment as the older woman squatted herself and closely checked out my vagina by sticking her fingers in me, which was uncomfortable and humiliating. She felt around inside. I made the mistake of locking eye contact with Billy, who smiled salaciously at me and rolled his tongue around his lips. -Billy -(TM)s masturbating! - -Then let him. Besides, that -(TM)s normal for a teenage boy. - -Now stand up and bend over, - the middle-aged woman ordered, while standing herself. I pulled myself to my feet and bent over. My smallish breasts hung down and Billy was staring at them. -I can see your nipples, Megan. Ha, ha, ha. - -You perv! - -Shut up, Megan and turn the other way. - She yelled at me. -I need to see your behind. - -WHAT? Oh God, - I groaned. I bent over and she pulled my butt cheeks apart, opening me up for her and Billy to see. My pink butt hole was exposed to Billy, who was beginning to moan, as he pulled on himself. The woman inserted a finger into my behind and felt around. -ARG! WTF! No, stop that! Please, no! Not in my behind. Billy -(TM)s watching you with your finger in my behind! - -Mom, I -(TM)m going to cum - said Billy. -Go ahead son. Would you like to look at her closer? - -Oh, yeah. I can see her ass hole and her cunt. Ahhhhh! - He groaned and I could feel splashes of wetness on my behind. Disgusting Billy had shot his stuff all over my behind while his mother continued to insert her finger into me and wiggle it around. -~Uch, this is so disgusting. -(TM) Suddenly I felt terrible pain when my stepmother slapped my behind hard. -Oh stop it! - I cried out. -Shut up and take your punishment, - She snarled while continuing to slap me hard, again and again on my bare behind. With tears of humiliation and pain streaming down my face, I attempted to obey my stepmother by biting my lip to handle the increasing pain of each slap. Finally, in what seemed forever to me, she stopped and said, -Okay, go to bed young lady. I shall be going to school with you in the morning to discuss this with your Principal. - -~Oh no! -(TM) I thought, realizing all of my friends at middle school might hear about this. With tears in my eyes, I put my panties on and gathered up the rest of my clothes and went off to bed, with Billy grinning and waving his thing at me. His stuff was oozing out of it. Uch, disgusting. Morning came even earlier than usual for me because my step mother was determined to drive me to school for a talk with the Principal before going on to her job. I had not only cried myself to sleep the night before, but also had slept very restlessly, experiencing a nightmare where I was naked in public. I was actually gladdened when my stepmother violently shook me awake. -~Oh thank God that was just a dream. It felt so real, -(TM) I thought. My stepmother snarled, -Get up and get dressed. We -(TM)re leaving in fifteen minutes. - I sat up in bed and blushed when my sheet fell from my bare breasts. I had been so upset the night before I -(TM)d gone to bed without first putting on a nightgown, something I ordinarily wouldn -(TM)t have dreamt of doing. -You little slut! - The woman exclaimed. -Cover yourself! What if I had sent Billy up here to get you up? - -~He -(TM)d probably jerk off again -(TM), I thought. Even though I hurriedly dressed so as to not miss my stepmother -(TM)s deadline, I remembered to pick something much more demure than what I usually wore to class. I chose a long sleeved cashmere sweater and my usual pleated school skirt that now fell below my knees because I didn -(TM)t hike it up. All in all, I thought I projected a very respectable image for my forced interview with the Principal and my stepmother. She drove silently, tight lipped, occasionally casting angry glares at me seated beside her. After reaching the school and parking right in front in a visitor -(TM)s space, she opened the car door and stepped out. Leaning back into the car, she said harshly, -Well, what are you waiting for? If you cause me to be late for work, you -(TM)re in even worse trouble, young lady. - My stepmother charged into the building with me struggling to keep up. After inquiring as to the Principal -(TM)s office, she walked into it and up to the desk of his assistant. I stood in the background hoping not to be noticed. My heart sank when I saw one of the students in my class (someone who actively disliked me) was also present in the office. Her name was Mary Lou-something and she often helped out the Principal -(TM)s staff before classes and during her free time during the day. It was she who walked up to my stepmother while smiling maliciously at me and asked, -Yes, may I help you? - -Yes, I am Mrs. Connors ... Megan -(TM)s mother and we need to talk with the Principal about something very serious, - -~I am not your daughter! -(TM) I screamed inside. -Fine, - Mary Lou said, -Let me see if he is available. - She picked up the phone on the desk and punched in the intercom. -Yes sir, - the student said. -There -(TM)s a Mrs. Connors out here who wants to discuss her daughter Megan with you. Yes sir, I -(TM)ll send them right in. - She returned the phone to its proper position and said, -You may go right in. - -~I -(TM)m not her daughter! -(TM) -Thank you. - Reginald Voorhees was a balding, emaciated old man, with long thin fingers. He had a reputation for being a dirty old man, ogling the young girls and, it was rumored, worse. Behind his back the students referred to him as a pervert. My stepmother walked up to the door that had stenciled on it in gold letters -" Reginald Voorhees, Principal. Realizing that I wasn -(TM)t following her, she turned her head and said, -What are you waiting for? I haven -(TM)t got all day to mess around with you! - I flushed in embarrassment and hurried across the office to obey her, while seeing that awful Mary Lou smirking at me. Inside the office, Reginald Voorhees, the Principal of my middle school, waited eagerly to learn what the difficulty was. It wasn -(TM)t that he was so dedicated in his job that he looked forward to a parent- student conference before his first cup of coffee. It was because he was a 70 year old letch who loved the possibility of being able to ogle me close up for a long period of time. In fact, ogling the young girls was the only reason Reginald Voorhees was still working. He had been employed by the school for over thirty years and his pension would keep him comfortable for the rest of his perverted life. He stood and introduced himself when we entered his office. I could see in his face that he was disgusted at the sight of the middle-aged woman -(TM)s flabby gut and almost nonexistent bust line but when he looked at me, I could see saliva at the corner of his mouth and it made me very uncomfortable. He invited us to be seated in the two comfortable chairs that sat in front of his desk. I crossed my legs carefully, so nothing would show. Once we were seated, he leaned forward and said, -So what can I do for you today, Mrs. Connors? - My stepmother sat back in her chair and crossed her thick legs, offering the principal a momentary shot of her flabby upper thighs and panties. -~She -(TM)s disgusting -(TM), I thought. -I -(TM)m sorry to say that we have a serious problem with Megan. I caught her with marijuana last night. - -Oh that -(TM)s terrible! - He exclaimed. -Yes, I agree. It is, - She continued. -I wanted this meeting with you so we are on the same page with her. After discovering drugs on her at home, I found myself wondering how much drugs she might be using here at the school. - -I don -(TM)t use drugs at school -, I blurted. -Hush, young lady, - My stepmother said for the old letch -(TM)s benefit. -I would like to hear what Principal Voorhees has to say. - I couldn -(TM)t know it at the time but the Principal -(TM)s mind was reeling with the possibilities now set before him. -Have you been using drugs here on campus, Megan? - he asked, attempting to sound solicitous. -No, I have not. - -Now Megan dear, - She said with false sincerity. -How can we believe you? I asked you last night if you -(TM)d been using them and you said no. Then when I made you strip, I found out that you -(TM)d lied and had marijuana hidden on your person. Why, you could have drugs on you right now, as we speak. - A thrill ran through Voorhees when he learned that the woman had stripped the young girl the night before. A fantasy began to fill his mind. I -(TM)m sure I turned bright red in embarrassment at the Principal hearing this. All of the girls agreed he was nothing but a dirty old man. -Why that -(TM)s very true, Mrs. Connors, - He said, sincerity dripping from his voice. -Perhaps we should search Megan now to make certain she -(TM)s telling the truth -" with your permission, of course. - I swear, I thought I could see his tongue hanging out of his mouth, with drool dripping down. And was that a sound on the other side of the office door? Is that bitch Mary Lou listening? Reginald Voorhees waited with bated breath. He was certain this was the chance of a lifetime. -Of course, - My step mother agreed. -I only want what -(TM)s best for Megan. Perhaps she should take off her outer clothing so we can search it. - I couldn -(TM)t believe my ears. Were they saying I was supposed to strip down to my bra and panties in front of the Principal? I wanted to scream in protest or turn and race from the office -" but where would I go? The Principal nodded his assent. His mouth was so dry he was frightened if he attempted to speak, it would only come out as a croak. He drank some water. Then he got up to lock the door. -I -(TM)m sure you -(TM)ll agree that we want to insure Megan -(TM)s privacy. - -Of course, Principal Voorhees. That would be best. What are you waiting for, Megan? Or do I have to help you? - I felt numb. I stood and began to unbutton my expensive cashmere sweater. -~I can -(TM)t believe this, -(TM) I thought forlornly. I finally finished and removed it, handing the sweater to my stepmother. I quickly covered my skimpy, almost see-through bra with my hands. -~Why didn -(TM)t I wear a more sturdy bra today? -(TM) I thought. -~He can almost see my nipples through the material. -(TM) -The skirt now, Megan, - My stepmother ordered. Taking a deep breath, I lowered my hands and removed my pleated school skirt, stepping out of it and handing it also to my stepmother. I now stood with only my white cotton panties below my waist. I could feel the heat from my embarrassment over my entire body. -~I -(TM)m only 14, for fuck sake, and this dirty old man is looking at me in my white cotton bra and panties. -(TM) I threw a hand down over the front of my panties. -Stand up straight! Quit slouching! - The older woman barked. -Arms at your side! Now your shoes and socks. We have to make sure of everything. - I stepped out of my shoes and took my socks off. Feeling totally mortified to be standing in only my bra and panties at school, in of front of the Principal, I did as directed. -As you can see, Principal Voorhees, there is nothing in Megan -(TM)s outer clothing, - my stepmother said, handing the sweater and skirt over his desk to him. -Turn around, Megan. So your Principal can inspect the back of your underwear, to make sure no drugs are hidden there. - I did as I was instructed. -Now bend forward, so he can see if there are any bulges in the gusset of your panties. - Watching Megan bend forward, with her white, cotton panty-covered ass in the air, Reginald Voorhees was glad he didn -(TM)t have to stand at the moment, because he was now experiencing a major hardon at the sight of his lovely 14 year old student standing dressed only in her young girl -(TM)s cotton underwear. He wanted to put his face into her cotton panties. -But that doesn -(TM)t mean, she might not still have some drugs hidden on her, - The woman continued. -~Oh my god no! -(TM) I screamed inside. -~How much worse can this get? -(TM) -Please take off your bra, Megan. - The man requested. His heart was pounding. And here he thought it was going to be a boring day. I began to cry. -Please don -(TM)t make me do this, - I pleaded. -It -(TM)s indecent. - -Megan! - she spoke firmly. -Principal Voorhees is a professional man. He is conducting this search in order for you to be able to attend classes. Now remove it or I -(TM)ll be forced to help you. - I was totally defeated and reached behind myself to unhook my bra. I handed it to my stepmother and then quickly covered my naked breasts. -~Oh my God! -(TM) Principal Voorhees thought. -~Her breasts are incredible! They -(TM)re small and perfect and they stand straight out. Just like other 14 year old girls I -(TM)ve searched. And look at those nipples. God, I -(TM)d love to suck them. -(TM) I began to sob in embarrassment and humiliation. -Stop that sniveling! - The woman ordered. -Principal Voorhees will think you -(TM)re a complete idiot. Certainly you don -(TM)t think a man of his stature is enjoying looking at a student? - -~Bullshit! -(TM), I thought to myself. -~That dirty old man is having the time of his life looking at me. His thing is probably hard. -(TM) -We -(TM)ll have to check the rest of your clothing, Megan, - The Principal informed me. -~The rest of my clothing! -(TM) I thought hysterically. -~There -(TM)s only my panties. Surely they don -(TM)t think I -(TM)m stripping naked here in front of this pervert? -(TM) I began to cry in earnest. -Oh for God -(TM)s sake! - My stepmother exclaimed and she reached out and pulled my panties down to my feet. -Step out of them. - I was in such shock for a second that numbly, I did as directed and stood with my dark pubic haired vagina in full view. I was totally naked in full view of this awful, leering man, who I -(TM)d have to see around the school. Reginald Voorhees was in complete heaven. -~My God, she -(TM)s beautiful, -(TM) he thought. -~Just 14 years old and naked for my personal gratification. -Oh God! - I screamed, as I finally accepted that I was standing completely nude in front of my Principal. My hand dove down to cover my vagina. -Quit yelling! - My stepmother protested. -No one is hurting you. Now stand up so we can make sure you -(TM)re not trying to hide anything from us. Spread your legs and put your hands behind your head. - she ordered. She poked me viciously until I complied and stood with my legs spread and my hands behind my head, offering my complete nakedness to the sight of this dirty old man, who couldn -(TM)t take his eyes off my body. -~I -(TM)m surprised I haven -(TM)t cum in my pants, -(TM) he thought. -If I weren -(TM)t 70, I might have. -(TM) -Last night I had to do a complete body search Principal Voorhees. I believe it may be necessary today as well. What do you think? - -I agree. We can -(TM)t be too careful. - -Would like to administer the search, sir? - -If I must. - And forgetting he had an enormous hard on from watching me strip in front of him, he got up from behind his desk to come over to me. -That -(TM)s quite a bulge you have there, Reginald. - -I -(TM)m so sorry. I -(TM)m very embarrassed. - -That -(TM)s quite alright. Sometimes we can -(TM)t help ourselves. In fact, just last night, as I was searching Megan, my son Billy had to masturbate at the sight of me probing her orifices. Having to strip in front of my 15 year old son was part of her punishment. - -~Fucking tell me about -(TM), I sobbed inwardly. -OK, Megan, spread your legs wider so your Principal can search you. - Crying quietly, I did what I was told, giving the dirty old man complete access to my vagina. The lecherous old man couldn -(TM)t believe this wonderful turn of events, as he was about to finger the cunt of a virginal 14 year old girl. -Squat down, young lady. I have to examine you. - I squatted down and he reached under me. He found my vagina through the downy hair covering it. First he stroked my labia, then probed inside me with first one bony finger and then a second. -~OMG, I was getting fingered. Not even my boyfriend had ever done anything like this. I -(TM)m being sexually violated by a dirty old man while my stepmother is watching. -(TM) He pushed his two fingers into me as far as they would go and wiggled them around. It was impossible to do this without touching my clit or rubbing my labia. I couldn -(TM)t help myself ... I was lubricating, which embarrassed me even more. He could feel I was getting wet and thought his cock was going to burst. He started to sweat. -~The little slut was actually getting off on this -(TM), he thought, as he wiggled his fingers around in my aroused vagina. -Is anything wrong, Principal Voorhees? You -(TM)re sweating. - -I -(TM)m afraid my, er, penis is not behaving too professionally and it -(TM)s rather confined right now. - -Continue to search her and I -(TM)ll help you. - So while the Principal continued to probe my vagina with his fingers, paying a lot of attention to my clit, my stepmother opened his pants, released his thing and started to fondle it. -Is that better? - she asked. -Oh yes, Mrs. Connors, yes. Quite. - -OK, Megan ... there -(TM)s nothing in your vagina. But there is one more place we have to check. Please stand up and lean over my desk. - -What? No! Please, no! - -~The old man has been fingering me and that -(TM)s bad enough but please, not that. And now my stepmother is playing with his thing? -(TM) -Bend over my desk, Megan or you -(TM)ll be punished severely. - Humiliated and naked in front of this disgusting man, I leaned over his desk. -Spread your legs. that -(TM)s it. Now reach behind yourself and pull your ass cheeks apart, so I can see ... if there -(TM)s anything hidden up there. - He groaned as he looked up close at my ass hole and vagina. And while my stepmother is pulling on him, he has an incredible view of my rectum and my vagina from the rear. He -(TM)s playing with me underneath. I can feel his fingers rubbing first my labia, then my little hole. Until last night, not even my doctor had put his fingers into my private place and now there was my stepmother and now a dirty old man. He inserted his finger into my behind. -Owe, that hurts. - -Quiet, young lady. I -(TM)m still examining you. - He -(TM)s wiggling it around inside me. And while he -(TM)s doing that, I can hear my step mother rubbing his thing. He -(TM)s got his finger way up inside my behind and he -(TM)s making grunting sounds, which are getting louder and just like my disgusting step brother, he gives out a groan and then another, louder groan until I feel his fingers tense up and there -(TM)s a quiet exclamation, like he -(TM)s holding in a shout and I can feel splashes of his stuff spurting onto my back and my behind. He pulls his finger out and, I guess, falls back into one of the two chairs behind me, with what sounds like a major exhale. The pig has cum on me, just like my pig stepbrother. But I think, at least for now, this torment is over. From behind me I hear: -It appears you have no drugs on you, young lady but it was best we checked you out. You can get dressed now. - I turn around and he -(TM)s out of breath. His face is flushed, he has a glassy look in his eyes and his stuff is dribbling out of his thing, which is shrinking very quickly. My stepmother is smirking, the witch. -Thank you Principal Voorhees. - The woman says. -You -(TM)ve been very helpful. - -Megan: Principal Voorhees and I will watch you get dressed, just to make sure we didn -(TM)t miss anything. - -Yes, Megan, - he says. -Proceed. Then you may go to your classes. Begin with your white cotton panties, please. - As I step into my panties, -~Fuck, is that Mary Lou I hear laughing? I am so fucking fucked around here. -(TM) Epilogue That night, 70 year old Reginald Voorhees, naked, sat at his desk with his legs spread wide and viewed the video he -(TM)d made of this morning -(TM)s goings on in his office. He was jerking off. -This was the best one ever -, he muttered to himself, as he watched the pretty 14 year old girl first strip naked, taking off her white bra and cotton panties and then, -OMG -, he was able to finger her cunt and her ass, while the girl -(TM)s mother stroked him off. -I want to put my tongue in your ass, Megan - and with a groan, came for the second time that day. At the same time, pretty 14 year old Megan was in her bed, naked, with her legs spread wide, thinking about the goings on in the Principal -(TM)s office that morning. Her hands were between her legs; she was playing with her labia and her clit. She was masturbating and muttered quietly to herself, using bad words. -Make me undress, Principal Voorhees, you fucking dirty old man. Let me see you jerk off while I -(TM)m stripping for your pleasure. I -(TM)m only 14. Look at my body. Make me bend over, so you can see my ass hole. Put your fingers in my soaking cunt and my ass. Rub it and make me cum - and with a shutter, finally had her orgasm.