Scanning the luggage

When you exit the immigration room, with your entrance into the country with your sister approved, you see another hallway next to the one you are walking in but separated by a transparent wall, a group of people, with men and women separated, primarily Blacks and Asians, bound and chained together with another guard guiding them. You recognize some of them from your flight, including some of the Latina stewardesses from your flight.

"Look, Sis," you tell her, still holding her leash. "That would have been your fate if you hadn't agreed to give me your money." Most of the girls are crying, knowing they will be sold in a public auction.

You both continue walking, but after a moment, you stop and search through your sister's hand luggage. She is not currently wearing it, but a dyke like her should carry a pair.

Yes, you found it! A pair of rainbow socks.

"Sis, I will put you those," you said. "So anyone could know you are a dyke."

You grab her and start taking off her pants. You can't help but squeeze her tits, which you've been wanting to touch for so long. Some other travelers pass near you as if this were normal, which makes her feel even more humiliated. You take your time, groping her body while undressing her. She tries to resist but is unable to escape from your grasp.

You remove her gag.

"Iker, stop," she begs you. "This is so gross!"

"Why? Because I am a man?"

"Yes, but you are also my brother, is gross."

"Don't worry, Sis. Soon, you will be used to this. You need to learn that your body is for men's touch, not for other girls. Anyway, how can I resist when you look so delicious?"

After enjoying her body, you finally put on her rainbow socks. Now you have your sister with just her panties, a T-shirt, and rainbow socks. You pull her leash and start walking.

"Wait! You forgot my pants!" She protests, looking at how you continue walking, leaving her pants behind.

"What are rainbow socks for, sis?" You ask her, keeping the pace.

"They are...they are for...showing my pride of being a lesbian." She responds, rebellious.

"Wrong!" you said, taking your phone from your pants to shock her with her collar. "Again,"

"I can't say that...ouch...stop!" she tries to resist saying what you want to hear, so you do it again. "Fine! Rainbow shocks are for pleasing cocks. Happy?"

"Good dyke," you praised her, petting her head and putting again her gag.

You both continue walking until you arrive at the security control. There are other people in the queue, all of them White. Some have Minority women leashed like your sister.

You continue into the queue behind a middle-aged man with a beard and glasses who holds the leash of a black girl in her twenties. The girl has curly hair and marks on her eyes from crying, probably when she learned of her fate. She is only wearing a T-shirt. Nothing else, not even panties. She has her hands tied and is gagged, like your sister."

"Nice catch," you said.

"Oh, thank you. I was lucky to travel with her when the new law was approved."

"Yeah, same as me with my sister," you laugh.

"Oh, your own sister? Well, given the situation, I'm no one to criticize."

"What relation do you have with her?" You ask, intrigued.

" I am a College professor, and she was my student and assistant. I had traveled to Canada from work, and she offered to accompany me. She was always eager to help me."

"I see; she was the teacher's pet."

"And now she is truly my pet, " he laughs.

"I am sure it was so smart anyway," you joke.

"Of course not. It will be a better pet than a student", he laughs again, giving her ass a joyful slap.

The queue had moved forward while you were speaking. "Put all your bags and luggage in the conveyor," one guard explains.

In front of you, a conveyor belt carries the bags into a scanner. At its side, there is a metal detector.

"All the luggage, sir," the guard says to the professor.

He already has all his bags on it. There is only one piece of luggage left.

The black girl.

He grabs her, makes her sit on the conveyor belt, and then helps her lie backward. She doesn't resist.

Then, he let the conveyor move the girl toward the scanner while he passed through the metal detector. Once the professor has passed, she also comes out unharmed on the other side of the scanner, ready for her owner to help her get up.

You do the same. You put all your bags first and then help your sister get on top of the conveyor and make her lai upwards, with her head toward the scanner. Unlike the black girl, she is not happy to be scanned like a suitcase.

"Behave yourself!" You exclaim, slapping her face. "This is not dangerous, Sis. I read about it. It has less radiation than you could receive from a hospital's X-ray. Harmless", you try to calm her.

She realizes that no matter how embarrassing and objectifying this is, she can do nothing to stop it. She stops resisting, but just in case, you keep walking by her, with your hands on her breast, until her head enters through the scanner.

Then, the guard tells you that you can now pass through the metal detector at the same time as your sister passes through the scanner.

Once you pass, you start picking up all your luggage, including your sister.

"Excuse, sir," a guard interrupts you when you are helping your sister get up.

"You have been selected for a random check. We need to check your luggage," the guard explained.

It seems they will manually search your bags... and your sister.

"Sure," you agree.