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Authors name: Turner2Corner (turner2corner@aol.com)
Story title : Foreign Customs
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Foreign Customs (M+f, Ff, strip search, rp)
by Turner2Corner (turner2corner@aol.com)
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The following is a work of adult fantasy and is not to
be read by anyone under the age of 18. It contains many
acts that many people might find offensive. Do not
continue to read if sexually explicit fantasy offends
you.
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My daughter and I were going through the customs area,
the flight had been delayed and we were tired out, my 12
year-old daughter was half asleep as we dragged our
luggage along.
The officer at the desk beckoned to us, he spoke in a
lazy, bored voice.
"Have you read this notice?" He pointed to a list of
prohibited items hanging on the wall. I nodded. He then
pointed to our bags, "are these your luggage?" I nodded,
"Did you pack these yourself?" Again I nodded, "Please
open them." I fumbled in my handbag for the keys. Found
them and undid the locks.
He opened the first suitcase, my daughters, his hands
moving around the blouses and tee shirts, over her
panties and small bras. He examined the cups of a few
bras, to the embarrassment of my daughter." He closed
the case and was about to mark it when he stopped and
opened it again, he put his hand into it and came out
with a small plastic bag. He opened it and sniffed the
contents. He scowled and motioned two men over to us.
"What is this?" he said pointing to the bag. I shook my
head, "I don't know, it wasn't there when I packed it!"
He looked at my daughter.
"Maybe you put it in there after your mother packed it?"
She shook her head, "I don't believe you, this is a
dangerous drug, and you shouldn't have this! Do you have
any more? She shook her head again - I had to speak.
"She's only twelve - she doesn't know what drugs are!"
He gave an evil smile, "Madam, Parents never know what
their children are doing, I'm afraid we need to
investigate this further." At his gesture the two men
took my daughter away and through a door.
When I started to protest he just looked at me.
"Is this your bag madam?" I nodded - he opened it. His
hands moved all over my clothes, while he was doing this
he watched me - his hands on my slips, bras, panties,
and dresses. He then found my compact he opened it and
sniffed at the pink powder inside it. "What is this,
more drugs" I shook my head "We will hold you until this
is analyzed, come with me."
He took me into the same room as my daughter.
As the door closed I saw my daughter, she was stripped
down to her underwear, the training bra showing lumps
where her breasts were starting to form, the mound of
her mons was showing through her panties, she was
crying. To one side three men were examining her
clothes.
"What are you doing to her? She's only a child." The
customs official shook his head. "No, here she is just a
criminal found with drugs, if we are satisfied that it
was only a mistake and that she is sorry then we will
let her go. But first we have to ensure that she is not
carrying any more drugs. Now sit here and I'll have this
substance analyzed."
I was pushed into a chair, the chair was facing my
daughter, she looked at me, fear in her eyes.
"Oh mummy, why are they doing this, I didn't put
anything in the case, can't you stop them?" I got up to
approach my daughter, one of the men saw me and shouted.
"You, sit down, do not approach the prisoner."
I tried to explain, but they would not listen to me, I
was forced back onto the chair, this time I was
handcuffed to the arms of the chair, unable to raise
myself. The man returned to my daughter.
"You raise your arms, I have to check that you're not
hiding anything in your clothing." She looked at him,
"But you have all my clothes over there."
He shook his head, "No, not all the clothes, now stand
still." He put his hands on her waist, and raised them
up her ribs to the bottom of the training bra. He
grasped hold of the bottom of the bra and pulled it off.
"Oh no, please don't do that! No don't touch me there,
Ow that hurts." His hands were rubbing and pulling at my
daughter little mounds, trying to raise her nipples.
"Not much there yet, but they will grow. But I can't
find anything taped to them. Now remove your panties."
She shook her head.
"What you will not!" His hands went to the waistband of
her panties, her hands dropped trying to stop him.
The two other men came over, each one grabbed hold of a
small arm and pulled them behind her and up. Handcuffs
were applied and she was left with her arms folded and
fixed behind her back, her legs were held as the first
man dragged her panties from her hips and down to the
ground. Each foot was lifted to allow the garment to be
removed.
She was crying now, both in fear and mortification. The
first man rubbed his hands back up her legs, and over
her lightly furred mound.
"Why did you try to stop us, are you hiding something
from us?" She shook her head. "I don't believe you, I
think we are going to have to search all your cavities
just in case."
I started to scream at the men, telling them that she
was only a child, and not to hurt her further, the first
man nodded towards me, another man picked up my
daughters panties and approached me, when I opened my
mouth to speak again he inserted them into my mouth,
then used a tie to keep them in place to gag me, he then
returned to the first man.
"Open your mouth." My daughter shook her head "We have
to ensure that you're not hiding anything in your mouth,
now open it!" Again she shook her head. The second man
went behind her and held her head steady, the first man
covered her mouth and nose with his hand.
My daughter grew frantic, unable to breath, her eyes
grew wide - she couldn't use her hands, or move her
head. With the closeness of the two men she couldn't
move her body. The first man spoke again.
"I will remove my hand, you will open your mouth. I will
check inside your mouth for any foreign matter, or else
we will have to take drastic steps, do you understand?"
She tried to nod her head, the man holding her also
nodded. The first man removed his hand. After a few deep
breaths he approached her again, this time her mouth
opened.
He inserted his fingers into her mouth, I could see he
cheeks move as the finger searched her mouth. Then he
added another finger and started to move them in and out
of her mouth, he added a third, still moving them back
and forth.
"When I move them back in I will try to enter you
throat, keep it relaxed and try to swallow as they
enter, I'm trying to see if there is a string holding
drugs in your stomach" She tried to shake her head, but
to no avail, the hand moved back in, I could see her
throat moving trying to swallow to get over the gag
reflex.
The first man seemed satisfied because after he removed
his hand, the second man let go of her head.
"There, that wasn't so bad was it?" she was trying to
cough. The third man approached he was carrying a tube
which he offered to the first man. Who shook his head.
"Not just yet, I have to examine the front first, I'll
move to the back in a moment," He looked at my daughter,
said something I couldn't hear, she shook her head.
Another few words still she shook her head, he slapped
her face, I tried to get up, to talk, but failed and was
ignored.
My daughter started to spread her legs, opening herself
as far as she could. His hand moved down to her public
arch, she shook her head again, but didn't close her
legs. He inserted a finger, she moaned, the second man
held onto her tightly, his hand were grasping her small
developing breasts. Ensuring that she couldn't move.
The first man moved his finger back up inside her, and
found a blockage stopping his advance, natural skin not
plastic, he looked at the other two men and smiled, then
nodded, they looked at each other and smiled.
"Good nothing in there. Now bend over, no hold on." Her
arms were uncuffed and rubbed, she moaned as the pins-
and-needles started to hurt. She was walked over to me,
the first man looked at me.
"Open your legs please, or else you daughter will
suffer" With that choice I had no option but to open my
legs. My daughters face was pushed between them, "Arms
around her back." Her arms started to reach round, the
second man went behind me, and pulled her wrists
together.
"Ah. I almost forgot!" The first man said. He raised my
skirt up, showing my panties, my daughters face was
forced into the crotch, I could feel her breath on me. I
felt the cold of a blade on one hip, tug, then the
other, another tug. "Raise your body please." I tried
the best I could, and found my panties being pulled off
of me.
My daughter face was in my crotch, her mouth was pressed
against my labia lips. The first man spoke to my
daughter.
"You have given your mother great trouble, now pleasure
her, you will lick inside her, and excite her. NOW
START."
With a sob, I could feel my daughter starting to obey
him. He went behind her and forced her to her feet, he
kicked her feet apart. Then he got the tube and started
to apply the substance to her behind, a rubber glove was
offered, Oh God. He wasn't going to...
But he was! He waved the glove away lubricated his hand,
took one finger and without warning stabbed her ass,
forcing the finger past her sphincter muscle, I could
feel her reaction as she screamed into my cunt.
Again he pumped his finger backwards and forwards, after
a few moments he added a second, once she was used to
these a third was added. He moved his other hand below
her body, again she stiffened, his hand was on her clit
as he forced her to orgasm in front of me as she was
made to pleasure me. Once she came he stopped.
As my daughter recovered she stopped working on me, the
first man slapped her.
"You were not given permission to stop, carry on, I have
to explain things to your mother!" Her mouth reluctantly
restarted it ministrations. The man pulled a chair up
and sat next to me.
"You see, even with the little piece of drugs your
daughter had in her bag, we could put her in jail for
several years. Now you know how bad our jails are, she
might never survive the first year." I shook my head and
he patted it. "I know, I know, you were only coming here
for a holiday. Now there is a way in which we could
punish her, and let you both continue with your
holiday." I looked at him, he nodded, "Yes, well with
conditions of course, but we can deal with these details
later." My daughters tongue was starting to work away,
exciting me. I started to nod my head. "Excellent, then
we'll start straight away."
The second man undid the handcuffs, but my daughter was
made to bring me to a climax, which due to my heighten
senses, was one of the best I'd ever felt.
Once this was over my daughter was made to stand up, her
face was soaking with my juices, she raised a hand to
wipe her face, but was told to leave it alone.
She was placed into the centre of the room, and made to
kneel down. The first man started to speak.
"With the drugs found in your luggage, it is possible
that you could face a jail term of not less that 5
years, unless you agree to our punishment - do you
agree?" she looked up at him and said.
"What kind of punishment?" He shook his head,
"No, the question was do you agree, we punish you or
else you spend 5 years in prison, choose!" She shook her
head.
"I don't want to go to prison." He pressed his point.
"So you agree to our punishment?" she nodded her head,
"Good - here is your punishment - you are ours for the
next four hours, and then further time to be arranged
until you leave our country, now open your mouth!"
She took a last despairing look at me, my gagged mouth
and handcuffed wrists, the raised skirt and my exposed
mons. Then opened her mouth to her first cock, I watched
as the other men started to undress. The first man
holding onto her head as he started to move his hips
forcing more of his cock into her throat. When he
finished the second man took his place. The customs
official entered the room, and he started to undress as
well.
After taking all four men in her mouth, she was made to
lie back with her knees up. The first man laid on top on
her, he whispered into her ear, she shook her head, his
hands gripped and pulled her breasts, she finally nodded
her head, he released his hold, her hands went down
towards her virgin cunt. She was going to have to guide
him inside her.
He lowered himself down onto her.
"Uh, no you're too large, please no, no, " he raised
himself up then pushed down again, going through her
hymen with a single thrust. "aaaaiiiieeee, it hurts,
please stop, take it out, no please stop, pleassee!"
He paused for a moment then said,
"You think this hurts, you wait until I start on your
ass." She started to cry as he took her forcefully.
After he had finished with her the others took their
turn. She moaned with each thrust, never coming to a
climax.
There was a rest period, when she was brought to me and
again made to pleasure me with her mouth. While she was
doing this they started to sodomise her. This lasted for
the third hour, each one taking her twice, I came 5
times to her tongue.
The fourth hour found her impaled on the cock of one
man, with another sodomising her again, a third using
her mouth, and the fourth using her hand to excite him,
they kept changing places - like a well rehearsed
routine from hand to mouth, mouth to cunt, cunt to ass,
ass to hand.
At the end of the fourth hour they stopped and handed
her back her clothes, I was unchained from the seat. The
first man produced a document.
"This is your confession, it states that you brought a
quantity of drugs into the country, against the law, and
have accepted the punishment set out by this office. You
also agree that you will make yourself available for
inspection at random times whilst you remain in this
country." My daughter looked up - "This means that we
can check up on you whenever we want, and do whatever we
want, don't worry you won't be killed or injured, but
you will be available to us, now sign this at the
bottom."
With tears flowing down her face, my daughter took the
pen and signed her name, the men allowed her to dress
and we exited from the room with our luggage, we didn't
say a word to each other, while she was in the taxi on
the way to the hotel, my daughter fell asleep,
whimpering.
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in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive
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