While this story includes Lara it is definitely an "Ashley" story and should only be read by those looking for the more extreme side of sex.
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Lara and Ashley stood in front of the guard charged with the reception of new prisoners. They had only met for the first time a few hours ago when Lara had arrived at the airport on her flight from Spain. Ashley had tried to look cool as she awaited her girlfriend's courier. She had never done anything like this in her life but knew that the one sure way of getting caught was to look nervous. She had a photo of Lara in her purse but had memorised every detail of the Spanish beauty's face and recognised her as soon as she walked through the "Arrivals" gate.
Lara was nervous too. This was her first trip and the bags of drugs lodged deep inside her pussy and arse had been most uncomfortable during the long flight but she was so close now to getting rid of them and paying off her debt to the local gangster. She also knew Ashley's face from a photograph and, as they saw each other, they ran together and hugged as if they were long, lost relatives.
"Follow me to the toilets and we'll get this over with," whispered the young twenty year old to the older woman. Lara had been dreading this part of her nightmare; it was bound to be the worst part but it was also going to be the last part so she steeled herself and followed her young accomplice. They got some strange looks from the other women in the "LADIES" as they both squeezed in to the same cubicle. Ashley had been warned that she would have to watch as the courier "produced" the drugs and Lara knew that she was to have no privacy at this moment.
"This has to be the most humiliating thing I have ever done," she thought as she smiled weakly at the younger woman and reached under her long skirt to pull down her big knickers. Lara would never wear such a garment by choice but she knew she needed something to cover her gorgeous arse and pussy while holding in the bags.
Ashley was aware of the woman's embarrassment but she was even more aware of what her girlfriend would do to her if she messed this up so she forced herself to watch as Lara eased her fingers between her dripping pussy lips and slowly removed the large bag of white powder. Ashley watched in amazement as the long thin bag seemed to go on for ever and wondered how the older woman had managed to get it in.
"I guess her pussy must be slacker than mine," she mused as she could feel an unmistakable tingle between her legs.
Lara breathed a sigh of relief as she handed the juice covered bag to her new friend. Ashley suddenly realised she had not thought this through and looked around the tiny cubicle for something to hold the slimy bag with. The only thing, of course, was the toilet roll so she grabbed a huge chunk of it and wrapped it around her first present from Lara.
The second bag was not so easy, however, and no matter how much the Spanish woman pushed she could not get the bag out of her arse. Looking to Ashley in supplication and complete humiliation, she asked for some help. Ashley didn't understand at first but when Lara turned round and bent over, exposing her naked bottom to the young girl, it suddenly dawned on her what she was going to have to do.
"I'll try to start it off," encouraged Lara and she pushed again with all her might. Ashley couldn't believe she was standing in a cubicle in the public toilets of her local airport, about to put her fingers up the arse of a beautiful woman she had just met. Trying hard not to even look at Lara's naked arse she tentatively poked one finger up the Spanish woman's dirtiest hole and tried to find their bounty.
She could feel nothing like a plastic bag at first but then Lara gave one more push and she felt it touch her finger.
"I've got it," she cried, forgetting where she was and what she was doing.
And that was when the door had burst open, nearly knocking her off her feet. She stared in absolute terror at the two burly women who identified themselves as undercover police women and showed Ashley their badges. They couldn't show them to Lara as she was still bent double and Ashley's finger was still up her arse.
And that is how they came to be standing here now. There were no available temporary cells at the airport so, given the evidence against them, the police had no trouble convincing a judge that they should be remanded overnight in the local jail. Since Lara was the one who had actually been smuggling the drugs she was the first to be searched. The guard simply stood and waited for the mother of two to carry out her order. She couldn't believe she was having to do this; she couldn't believe she was stripping; she couldn't believe she was stripping in front of these two women. And she couldn't believe she still had the bag of drugs stuck up her arse.
The shy woman began to do she was told. She looked around for some area of privacy but, seeing none, she turned and faced the wall. Moving slowly, silently praying that someone would rescue her from this humiliation, she began to open the buttons on her blouse. When she finally reached the bottom of her white blouse, she pulled it out of her linen skirt and slipped it off her trembling shoulders, handing it to the guard.
Not yet ready to reveal her prize assets to the hungry leers of the other two women, she decided to remove her long skirt next. As she reached round and unfastened the button on her waistband, she allowed the skirt to slide down her slender legs and stepped out of it. Folding it neatly, she once again handed it to the guard who, after briefly examining it, simply dropped it on to the dirty floor.
"Keep going," ordered the menacing guard and Lara knew the time had come to lose her underwear. The police at the airport had allowed her to pull her knickers back up when she was arrested but now it was time to pull them back down again, in even more humiliating circumstances. Trying not to look at the guard she took her big knickers by the waist and slid them down her legs. Handing them to the prison guard, Lara's face burned red with embarrassment; not just because she was standing there in front of two practical strangers wearing only her bra for protection but because the guard had taken her knickers with great relish and was now holding them to her face. Lara cringed as she heard the evil woman sniff the damp crotch of her knickers, inhaling deeply. And Lara knew they were damp because she had felt her pussy dripping more and more with each new humiliation.
When the guard was finally satisfied that there were no drugs in her knickers, just wet spots, she told Lara to remove her bra. Taking a deep breath, which only served to lift her breasts, she began to reach round behind her back. Unhooking the clasp, she drew the straps down off her shoulders and hergorgeous tits were revealed to the hungry eyes of the two other women, only one of them her friend. Again, the guard took her white, lacy bra from her and, again, brought it to her face, inhaling the musky body scent of this beautiful woman. Lara tried to hide her breasts and her pussy but, with the size of her breasts, she hid little more than her nipples -- nipples that were sticking out, harder than Lara had ever known them.
The guard seemed in no rush to proceed any further and slowly walked around the frightened woman, drinking in every inch of her luscious body, marvelling at the beauty that was Lara's arse. The poor woman blushed once more, a deep shade of red, as she felt the scrutiny of both the guard and Ashley.
As the guard stood behind Lara, so close she could hear the other woman's breathing and smell her unmistakable body odour, Lara had never been so frightened. The guard was an expert at this. Invading Lara's personal space was one sure way of keeping the terrified woman close to breaking.
At first she felt rather than saw the guard's hand move round from behind her and begin to feel under each of her breasts in turn. The guard had obviously done this before too and moved slowly, enjoying the feel of Lara's heavy tits before moving up and squeezing her throbbing nipples. Lara gasped at the sudden touch but soon realised the other woman was not trying to arouse her when her finger and thumb squeezed even tighter and Lara almost cried at the pain. Begging the guard to release her poor nipples, she was delighted when her pleading was answered but gasped once more when the feeling rushed back to her stretched buds and tortured her once more.
But the guard was far from being finished. She ran the palms of her hands all over Lara's body, slowly; there could be no drugs hidden on the poor woman's smooth skin but the guard was letting her know that she had absolute power over her prisoner and she could do anything she wanted with her.
The hands roamed over Lara's neck, shoulders, stomach, back, arms, pelvis, arse and legs. Kneeling down in front of her, the guard found herself at eye level with the neatly trimmed strip of dark pubic hair above the Spanish woman's pussy. She stroked a finger up and down the thin strip and Lara found this the most embarrassing thing yet. So far.
Staying on her knees, the guard ordered Lara to turn around and, once her orders had been fulfilled, the guard was now only inches from the woman's stunning arse. Once again she ran her hands over Lara's trembling body but this time on one part only. This was the part of every examination that she always loved.
"On the table, bitch; on your hands and knees."
Lara had never been called "bitch" in her life and she sobbed when she heard the word. It seemed to carry every ounce of the trouble she was in and she could no longer hold back the tears. She knew better, however, than to disobey this frightening woman and slowly complied. Climbing on to the table in front of the guard and Ashley, she knew she was giving the two women a very close up view of the pussy lips between her legs, and even of her bum hole, but she had no choice.
Once she was on her hands and knees upon the table, the guard spread her arse cheeks, savouring the sight of Lara's dirtiest hole but standing to the side, giving Ashley an undisturbed view too. Ashley knew there was still a bag of drugs in there and knew that things were about to get even worse for both of them.
She watched as the guard released Lara's cheeks and reached into her trouser pocket. When her hand reappeared Ashley saw she had a large tube of something in it and it didn't take a genius to work out what it was. She unscrewed the lid and squeezed the tube, making sure Ashley could see exactly what was happening because they both knew it was her turn next.
She watched as the guard applied the lube to her right index and middle fingers then used her left hand to pull Lara's right cheek aside, giving her access to the poor woman's tight arsehole. Pushing the tip of her index finger into Lara, she sneered that Lara wasn't as tight as she should be.
At this, she pushed her finger in, all the way to the middle knuckle. In and out she worked it, enjoying her work and enjoying Lara's sobs of humiliation and very real discomfort. After coating the woman's hole with the lube she withdrew her finger and Lara breathed a sigh of relief. Her joy was short-lived, however, as the guard suddenly forced her two fingers up her arsehole with one almighty push.
"What is this?" she asked, her fingers coming into contact with the second bag of drugs on her deep probe. Pulling the bag out between her two fingers, causing Lara to scream with the sudden pain, the guard unceremoniously dropped the bag on to the dirty floor. Looking at Ashley with renewed lust, the guard strolled over to the far wall and hit the emergency buzzer.
Within less than a minute, the door burst open and four other guards surrounded the poor woman still on her hands and knees on the table. Lara's face blushed red as she felt four more pairs of eyes on her stretched arsehole and her naked body. Once the original guard had explained what she had found to the others they immediately grabbed Lara by the arms and legs and dragged her screaming from the examination room.
The guard turned to Ashley, grabbing her by the jaw and pressing her fingers into the girl's beautiful cheeks.
