It was nineteen eighty seven. I was nineteen and my eighteen year old sister and I had visited my father in Dubai where he was stationed with the airforce. We had a wonderful three weeks there and were travelling back to the U.K via Heathrow Airport at 2 a.m. when we were arrested.
When we reached the Customs area we were called aside and our luggage was searched thoroughly. Whether we were stopped by design or simply chance I don't know.
When the male customs officers didn't find anything a senior female officer was called, accompanied by a younger female officer. The older woman was about forty years old, ashen-faced with hard cold eyes.She was really scary looking with her starched uniform and short cropped bleached blonde hair. The other, a brunette, was slim and quite pretty but wore no make-up. This and the fact she never smiled made her too look quite severe.
The older one took charge, telling us she had reason to believe we were smuggling drugs. We were told we would be strip searched and if necessary an internal examination would be carried out. The idea of this had us both really scared.
The two customs officers took us to a large windowless room at the rear of the customs area. The room was about twenty foot long by fourteen foot wide. At one end was a large padded examination table such as found in a Doctors surgery. On either side of the room were two large mirrors.
We were both told to strip to our knickers after which the older woman put on a white coat and searched through our clothing in minute detail as we stood there shivering, scared and virtually naked.
The senior officer approached us and staring directly at me said "We know you are smuggling drugs on you, you don't think we do this by chance do you? We have our informants."
"But we..." I tried to say.
"You might just as well tell us now...it would be easier on you." she said threateningly.
"We haven't done anything, honestly!" I cried. Jane just stood there dumbstruck. She was in shock...
"Okay girls, play it your way. Go to the toilet back there and empty your bladder and bowels." she instructed us. She took us into a toilet area out the back of the room and made us sit on these special toilets which didn't seem to have a flush handle.
They watched us closely as we tried but neither of us could do as they asked; We had not eaten for hours and didn't need to. They made us take off our panties after that and we had to stand there naked in front of them while they looked us up and down. We were both feeling extremely vulnerable and scared.
Before we left for Dubai our mother had advised us to have ourselves waxed 'down there' to avoid unwelcome visitors making a home there. This we had duly done and once we realised how much we preferred the look and feel of going bare we had it done again in Dubai before our return. The senior officer seemed very interested in our hairless pussies... "Why the bald vaginas girls?" she asked "How do you get them so smooth?"
"Uh...we had them waxed." I replied "Our mother advised us to have it done."
"You do know that women acting as Mules have that done don't you?" She said "in case they have to have the contraband removed in a hurry at a clinic."
"No you've got it all wrong" I cried "We haven't got anything inside us, please?"
They made us go back to the other room and I was made to sit on a plastic chair while they had Jane stand in front of the examination table, legs apart with her hands on her head. I became aware just how much like me she had grown. She really was quite beautiful, with her pretty face, long dark hair and deep brown eyes.She was tall and very slim, with nicely shaped tits; small round and pert. We both had bodies we could be proud of.
I am sure the mirrors on either side were of the one-way type and that we were photographed during the ordeal. The woman stood in front of Jane and proceeded to look in her hair, nose, mouth, ears and mouth. She ran her hands down her body, feeling under her arms and around her breasts then down over her hips and belly. She then went between her legs and down to her feet, carefully checking the soles for patches covered by plastic skin.
She then went round behind her, again feeling between her legs, running her fingers along the slit and the mouth of her vagina.
"Lie across the table young lady" the officer said "No not like that!"
She roughly positioned Jane so that her head was hanging down one side of it, her feet on the floor the other side. She made her spread her legs wide apart and adjusted her position so that her pubic bone was just clear of the edge of the examination couch.
In this position I was looking directly at Jane's bottom, her pussy slit totally exposed to view. The older woman went to a drawer in the desk and removed a pair of surgical gloves and a tube of lubricant.
She approached Jane and putting one hand on her bum she went between her legs again with the other and deliberately rubbed her fingers up and down her slit from clitoris to her arse.
Jane was getting very turned-on, she was getting more and more aroused, moaning and gasping, squirming about helplessly on the table.
"Keep still you silly little bitch!" the younger officer said. Unfortunately for Jane she was completely unable to. The woman then went and got some straps from the drawer in the desk and proceeded to strap her firmly to it, still stretched over the table in the same position.
"Stop it, you can't do this to her!" I cried, jumping up from my chair.
"I think you better sit down and shut up" the older woman said "You are both in very serious trouble... don't you get it little Miss prim and proper... you're looking at a three to five years inside!"
I was dumbstruck, just sitting there as the woman went back to work on Jane. She put on a surgical glove, lubricated her fingers and inserted one, then three of them up her vagina and put her thumb up her back passage, examining her internally.
She seemed to take her time doing this; her fingers moving in and out in a steady rhythm, her thumb eventually withdrawn from Jane's arse and moving to her clitoris.
The woman withdrew her fingers and added another, four fingers pumping in and out of her rapidly, Jane moaning and gasping as the woman fucked her like this. She was clearly incredibly excited but still totally unprepared for what happened next...
Just as it looked like she would come, the woman deftly slipped her thumb up her pussy as well.I barely noticed it happen... Jane gave a strangled cry as, to my horror; the woman's whole hand disappeared inside her widestretched slit, buried to the forearm in her little hairless cunt!"
