Strip Search

The male officer smirks and hands you off. A few moments later, a large female officer emerges from the back. She’s massive — easily 6’2” and built like a linebacker, thick muscular arms and broad shoulders straining against her uniform. Her short-cropped dark hair and hard, appraising stare scream former college athlete. She looks you up and down with obvious interest, a slow, hungry smile spreading across her face.

The woman looks at her and in her deep and amused voice says, “I’ll handle this one personally.”

She grabs your cuffed wrists and marches you into a small, cold tile room with a drain in the floor and a one-way mirror on the wall. The door clangs shut behind you.

“Strip,” she orders, crossing her powerful arms over her chest. “Everything off. Slowly. And don’t make me ask twice.”

Your hands shake as you struggle with the cuffs still on. She eventually unlocks one wrist but leaves the other secured to a ring on the wall. Humiliation burns through you as you peel off your cum-stained skirt, then your top, bra, and finally slide your soiled panties down your legs. The drying semen on your back and thighs is impossible to hide.

The big woman circles you like a predator, her eyes lingering openly on your breasts, ass, and the mess between your legs.

“Turn around. Bend over. Spread your cheeks,” she commands, voice thick with arousal. “Gotta make sure you’re not hiding anything… or carrying anything in.”

You hesitate, tears falling again. She steps closer, her muscular body radiating heat. One large, strong hand lands heavily on your shoulder, pushing you forward against the cold wall.

“Don’t be shy, princess,” she murmurs close to your ear, her breath hot. “I’ve been doing this a long time. And I like what I see. Now spread.”