"Lisa, I don't like people who lie to me. I asked you to empty out your pockets. You retained these in one of your pockets. Why?"
"I was too embarrassed to take them out. I am really sorry," she replied.
"Well, it looks like you are in the clear Lisa. I will go and get the money for you. It looks like we got it wrong this time." This was of course a ploy to lure Lisa into thinking she had won.
"Thanks," Lisa said. "I realize you're just doing your job. "No hard feelings.
Lisa held out her hand and shook hands with Hamish who smiled as he shook her hand. He turned to go to the door and Lisa couldn't wait to get out of the store. If she didn't get those love eggs out soon she would have an orgasm right where she was standing.
The door opened and in walked the guy who'd apprehended Lisa in the car park with a strange looking object. "I found the metal detector, Hamish," he said.
"All right. Sorry Lisa, just one last check. Can you stand in the middle of the floor please and hold your arms out at 90 degrees to you."
Lisa glared at the men. "Look, you said I could go," she said with a hint of nervousness in her tone.
"As soon as we have done the check you can," Hamish said. "Now stand over there as instructed." Lisa walked to the spot she was directed to and stood, still glaring at both men.
The man holding the metal detector scanned it down Lisa's back. When they heard the beep, Hamish spoke up. "That's the fastener on her bra most likely."
He continued to scan down to her waist and over her kilt. The metal detector beeped again. "What's that Lisa?" Hamish asked.
"It's my suspender," Lisa replied.
"suspenders" is it not a bit cold for those Lisa? Lisa looked at the floor saying nothing
"Okay, Harry. Scan around the front," Hamish instructed.
Harry started at her throat and scanned down over her right breast. He moved the metal detector over the left breast, causing the machine to beep immediately.
"What's doing that, Lisa?" Hamish asked. )
"I don't know," Lisa answered sheepishly.
Harry continued scanning toward Lisa's crotch. The machine beeped again. "It's not looking good, is it Lisa?" Hamish said. "Harry and I will leave the room and Maureen will check you out," he added.
After the men left, Maureen instructed Lisa to open her blouse. "You've got something in there haven't you?" she asked. Lisa nodded. "I told you he won't be pleased. Open your blouse now."
Lisa did as she was told and Maureen felt under her breast. "Do you have any piercings down there?" she asked, glancing downward toward Lisa's crotch.
"No," Lisa replied quietly as she started to cry.
"You haven't hidden something down there, have you?"
Lisa sobbed and nodded. Suddenly, the two men returned. "Well? Did you find anything?" Hamish inquired.
"Yes," Maureen replied. "She has something inside her bra and knickers." Lisa threw her arms across her chest and turned away from the two men.
"Right," Hamish said. "Maureen, can you go and interview another shoplifter and get them to fill out the forms? We will sort things out here with Lisa." Maureen nodded and left the room.
"You thieving bitch! All along you've denied stealing anything from this store! You would've taken £500 as well. Do you really think we would offer such a deal? Well Lisa?" Lisa didn't reply, she kept her gaze fixated at the floor. "Now, we'll continue on with a full search. We can do it the easy way with your cooperation, or we can do it the other way. It makes no difference to us. But, we will do it. You have ten seconds to decide."
Lisa thought hard. She'd been knew she'd been caught. "Tell you what," she started, "I'll go over to the corner and remove the things I stole and pay for them. There's no need to do a full search. I have a pair of earrings in my bra and two love eggs in my vagina. I swear I have nothing else. I'll pay double. Please believe me. I don't want a full search."
"That's very touching Lisa," Hamish said. "But no deal. If you'd admitted to us at the start we would've let you do what you suggest. But you've told too many lies for that to be an option now. So stop wasting our time and take off your clothes as we ask."
"Take off your blouse," Hamish ordered. Lisa unbuttoned the cuffs then pulled it out of the waistband of her kilt and handed it to Hamish while covering her breasts with her arms.
"Now the kilt," he said.
Lisa dropped her head and started to sob. "Please let me go," she pleaded.
"The kilt Lisa," Hamish repeated, ignoring her plea. "Come on we haven't got all day."
"No," she said. Harry grabbed hold of Lisa and pulled her arms out in front of her and Hamish put on the cuffs.
Lisa screamed and struggled but it was no use the men were too strong. Her arms were lifted above her head and the cuffs placed over a hook hanging from the ceiling. Her feet were just barely touching the floor. Seconds later, a gag was put over her mouth.
"Now Lisa, if you don't want to be restrained further I suggest you stand still." Lisa stopped struggling and nodded. "Good girl," Hamish said. The men undid the straps on her kilt and it fell away. "Jesus," Hamish said, admiring her body. "What a beauty."
"Your boyfriend is a lucky man Lisa," Harry said with a smirk on his face.
Hamish turned to Harry, "Undo the suspenders and take off her stockings." Harry needed no second bidding as he popped the suspenders and rolled the stockings down her legs and off.
Hamish walked round behind Lisa and unfastened the suspender belt then eased the suspenders through the string of he thong. Lisa couldn't help being turned on by these two men. They were removing her clothes like someone unwrapping a Christmas present with great care.
"If you promise to be quiet, I'll take off the gag," Hamish said. "Nod your head once if you agree."
Lisa thought they're going to do it anyway I might as well be more comfortable. She nodded and the gag was removed. She gasped in air, her breasts heaving as she did so.
Harry left the room and Hamish stood quietly, his eyes roaming over her body. "Are you two going to rape me?" she asked.
"No. We're only interested in recovering the goods you stole. We're not animals Lisa."
Harry returned with a camera. "Hey! What are you doing with that?" she asked.
"We have to show the stolen goods being recovered for our records. We don't include your face in the photo." The young man went behind Lisa and unhooked her bra. The boss man held it against her breasts while the young lad got the camera in position.
"Okay," Hamish said and lowered her bra. "Keep still." When he could see the earrings he stopped. "Can you get that?" he asked Harry.
