Jackie1111
Tribune
Is there a jar of lube nearby? For Lyn's sake, I sure hope so.
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Framed for Drugs - Innocence Defiled!
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Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
Funny that you should ask that......
Jackie1111
Tribune
I do think a generous amount of lube would make what's coming a much more....um, "interesting" experience, for both Officer Jolene and Lyn.
Harsh Martinet
Consul
What... who's cumming?I do think a generous amount of lube would make what's coming a much more....um, "interesting" experience, for both Officer Jolene and Lyn.
NewUser
Magistrate
You forgot that there is another person there who will definitely need a lubricantI do think a generous amount of lube would make what's coming a much more....um, "interesting" experience, for both Officer Jolene and Lyn.
Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
20. The Exam Becomes More Personal
The matron finished inspecting the last garment and placed the clothes in a neat pile on one chair. Turning back to the trembling girl, she spoke in a deep, stern voice, "OK. Let's see you. Hands behind your head and feet spread, now!"
Horrified, with tears running down her cheeks, Lyn obeyed the woman, raising her hands and spreading her feet to expose her nude body in a way she had never dreamed of doing with strangers. The posture emphasized the small breasts almost flat against her chest, the tiny waist, and the developing, womanly flare of her hips and full butt.
It took great effort for Daniel to stand impassively just six feet away from the sexy, vulnerable young girl. The three in the COR next door, however, were able to stare openly and, even, surreptitiously, adjust their “junk.”
“OK,” said Jolene, making an intentional display in front of the terrified girl of donning first one and then the other rubber glove on her hands. The snapping sound of each at completion made the girl flinch. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.”
As if the shame of displaying her naked body openly to these two strangers wasn’t bad enough, Lyn had to open her mouth and stick her small tongue out between her pink lips.
Jolene unceremoniously grabbed the girl's tongue tightly with her left thumb and forefinger and stretched it out and around as her other hand roughly probed the gums and the rest of the mouth. The repugnant rubber taste and smell of Jolene’s pungent breath almost made Lyn gag. At last, her tongue was released, and she could relax for a moment.
However, the humiliation was just beginning.
"Bend over the table here,” Jolene said, indicating where Lyn should position herself.
Lyn looked with horror at the matron. But, the hard woman towering over her in a threatening manner gave the girl no option. She turned and bent over the top of the interview table.
“Put your elbows on the table, and spread your legs wide."
The schoolgirl reluctantly complied, resting her elbows on the hard table, her ass in the air, her legs spread slightly. Jolene grabbed her hips and scooted her over so that her ass directly faced the mirror and Senior Sergeant Daniel. Then she roughly kicked Lyn's feet apart with her heavy boots. "Wider lah, if not how to see?!"
Lyn's exposed position gave Daniel and the watchers in the next room an unobstructed view of the girl's entire cleft, from the top of her pussy to the brown rosette of her asshole. They noted that the girl had lightly trimmed her thin pubic hair to a wide "landing strip" style and that her pussy lips seemed, from that angle, to be slightly puffy. With her legs wide spread, those lips had separated slightly, teasing a quick peek at the delicate, inner petals.
While most (though not all) CNB officers were too professional to take inappropriate steps to touch or abuse a girl sexually, the broad consensus in the CNB was that enjoying the erotic display of a girl being stripped naked and searched was completely acceptable and a side benefit of the job. Therefore, it was not out of the ordinary that all the watching male officers were experiencing various degrees of penile erection. The matron, on the other hand, felt warm dampness between her legs. A lascivious grin came to her face as she turned to the next, more invasive step.
Jolene pulled out of her pocket a small glass jar with a lubricating gel. The gel itself was a standard medical formulation designed for easing the passage of instruments or digits probing body cavities. However, several months previously, Jolene had begun making subtle modifications to the ointment. She mixed in some camphor and capsaicin. The camphor gave a pleasant, semi-medicinal aroma but also a soft feeling of heat to exposed mucus membranes. However, it was the tiny added amount of pepper that had the more noticeable effect. At a level much too low to burn, the hot chemical nevertheless caused a noticeable irritation.
Jolene had learned about this formulation while browsing online at some special interest sites. She had used this ‘enhanced” ointment many times by now and found it was most entertaining to her when the subjects, male or female would begin to moan softly and rotate their hips in response to the internal heat produced. The invasive irritation took over their thoughts and displaced the usually dominant feelings of modesty with physical discomfort. This, in turn, facilitated deeper and more vigorous examination and made the suspects more docile. Of course, the deeper penetration also spread the gel and stimulated even more pronounced hip flexing.
The matron finished inspecting the last garment and placed the clothes in a neat pile on one chair. Turning back to the trembling girl, she spoke in a deep, stern voice, "OK. Let's see you. Hands behind your head and feet spread, now!"
Horrified, with tears running down her cheeks, Lyn obeyed the woman, raising her hands and spreading her feet to expose her nude body in a way she had never dreamed of doing with strangers. The posture emphasized the small breasts almost flat against her chest, the tiny waist, and the developing, womanly flare of her hips and full butt.
It took great effort for Daniel to stand impassively just six feet away from the sexy, vulnerable young girl. The three in the COR next door, however, were able to stare openly and, even, surreptitiously, adjust their “junk.”
“OK,” said Jolene, making an intentional display in front of the terrified girl of donning first one and then the other rubber glove on her hands. The snapping sound of each at completion made the girl flinch. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.”
As if the shame of displaying her naked body openly to these two strangers wasn’t bad enough, Lyn had to open her mouth and stick her small tongue out between her pink lips.
Jolene unceremoniously grabbed the girl's tongue tightly with her left thumb and forefinger and stretched it out and around as her other hand roughly probed the gums and the rest of the mouth. The repugnant rubber taste and smell of Jolene’s pungent breath almost made Lyn gag. At last, her tongue was released, and she could relax for a moment.
However, the humiliation was just beginning.
"Bend over the table here,” Jolene said, indicating where Lyn should position herself.
Lyn looked with horror at the matron. But, the hard woman towering over her in a threatening manner gave the girl no option. She turned and bent over the top of the interview table.
“Put your elbows on the table, and spread your legs wide."
The schoolgirl reluctantly complied, resting her elbows on the hard table, her ass in the air, her legs spread slightly. Jolene grabbed her hips and scooted her over so that her ass directly faced the mirror and Senior Sergeant Daniel. Then she roughly kicked Lyn's feet apart with her heavy boots. "Wider lah, if not how to see?!"
Lyn's exposed position gave Daniel and the watchers in the next room an unobstructed view of the girl's entire cleft, from the top of her pussy to the brown rosette of her asshole. They noted that the girl had lightly trimmed her thin pubic hair to a wide "landing strip" style and that her pussy lips seemed, from that angle, to be slightly puffy. With her legs wide spread, those lips had separated slightly, teasing a quick peek at the delicate, inner petals.
While most (though not all) CNB officers were too professional to take inappropriate steps to touch or abuse a girl sexually, the broad consensus in the CNB was that enjoying the erotic display of a girl being stripped naked and searched was completely acceptable and a side benefit of the job. Therefore, it was not out of the ordinary that all the watching male officers were experiencing various degrees of penile erection. The matron, on the other hand, felt warm dampness between her legs. A lascivious grin came to her face as she turned to the next, more invasive step.
Jolene pulled out of her pocket a small glass jar with a lubricating gel. The gel itself was a standard medical formulation designed for easing the passage of instruments or digits probing body cavities. However, several months previously, Jolene had begun making subtle modifications to the ointment. She mixed in some camphor and capsaicin. The camphor gave a pleasant, semi-medicinal aroma but also a soft feeling of heat to exposed mucus membranes. However, it was the tiny added amount of pepper that had the more noticeable effect. At a level much too low to burn, the hot chemical nevertheless caused a noticeable irritation.
Jolene had learned about this formulation while browsing online at some special interest sites. She had used this ‘enhanced” ointment many times by now and found it was most entertaining to her when the subjects, male or female would begin to moan softly and rotate their hips in response to the internal heat produced. The invasive irritation took over their thoughts and displaced the usually dominant feelings of modesty with physical discomfort. This, in turn, facilitated deeper and more vigorous examination and made the suspects more docile. Of course, the deeper penetration also spread the gel and stimulated even more pronounced hip flexing.
NewUser
Magistrate
It's great when officers take the initiative and make "improvements" to standard procedures.
PrPr, You even create a masterpiece from simple routine operations
Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
SHIT!!!
I intended to go over the top! Way over the top!Oh well. Tomorrow may provide some opportunities for topping off.
Jackie1111
Tribune
My sex is tingling after reading that, Mr. P. I hope Lyn's is as well as she awaits the coming violation of her body. It's time she learned the joys of sexualized humiliation.
Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
I love it when your sex is tingling, Jackie!
Loinclothslave
slave to the whip
Another heated installment. Is it hot in here or is it just the matron’s “special lubricant” that I’m experimenting with? Well done, not over the top at all, so try harder!
Fossy
SEXPIOGENTUS
... had she dreamed of doing this with people she knew! ???
... a small mercy!
... Oh really, and what 'special interests' were those I wonder
... Damn that's hot. An ENF forced into unwanted stimulation before a watching audience ... mmmmm very hot!
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Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
I want to be sure that my readers understand that the CNB Officers here are not just indulging their personal lusts and perversions. It is imperative for the safety of the officers that dangerous suspects like Lynette Chan be thoroughly searched for weapons and other threatening items that may have been secreted inside their bodily orifices.
And, naturally, I am not indulging in gratuitous descriptions of these invasive searches just to provide titillating erotica for my readers. I need to report the details of Lynette's experience for the sake of accurate history and to help the reader understand their impact on the rest of the story. I report it all with the most matter-of-fact, and dryly clinical language possible.
And don't forget that we are still looking for a certain small key!
21. Jolene Goes In
The matron dipped her finger in the jar and scooped up a large dollop. Spreading Lyn’s thighs with her other hand, Jolene smeared the gel over the outer and inner lips of the girl's pussy. A little added heat on her pussy lips can't hurt, thought Jolene. She allowed some ointment to cover the tiny clitoris that tried to hide between the upper lips for good measure. As she rubbed that well in, the Officer thought. Yes. This girl will remember me for a long time.
The large woman stood back up and surveyed the waiting, trembling girl. There was no need to hurry. Give the gel time to work, she thought to herself. Besides, she knew the men were enjoying the sight.
Who wouldn't siah? thought Jolene. The tiny girl's slim legs, spread and quivering – all her sex offered and exposed. Yes, she thought, feeling more dampness of her own. A worthy sight!
Jolene reached between the spread thighs once more and urged the girl to separate them even further. As Lyn did, her inner thigh tendons screamed as they stretched taut, standing out clearly on her trim legs. Using the fingers of her left hand to spread the labia major, Jolene suddenly thrust her index finger deep into the helpless girl's vagina. Lyn squealed and bucked up off the table at the rude insertion into her most private space.
“Stay down lah," said the matron, using both her hands to press down on the student's back. "Do as you are told, Ms. Chan," added the Sergeant, "Unless you want us to shackle you and tie you down."
Terrified, Lyn went back down on her elbows, her hips shaking in fear. But now, something else was present. Something was slowly building in her loins. It was not just the rude presence of a finger in her cunt. Her pussy lips were getting very warm! And that tiny nub at the top felt hot and erect! What was happening to her? Is this what sexual arousal was? When she had thought about Roy, she had gotten wet down there, and a pleasant warmth had spread around her loins. Of course, she had never masturbated; she'd been firmly taught that was wrong.
But this feeling was different – almost hot!
Jolene looked satisfied as the girl bent way over, her open butt in the air and her hips beginning to rotate. Yes, Missy, she thought, you'll really feel this now.
The matron took a moment to rub over the pussy lips and clit again and was rewarded by another moan from the girl and a more vigorous roll of her hips. Then, she rudely thrust her finger back into Lyn's cunt.
This time, Jolene had the opportunity to probe deeper and was surprised to encounter an intact hymen. This girl was a virgin! While she looked very young, Jolene had assumed she must be at least eighteen, or Youth Court officials would have been there blocking such a search. But now, her virginity added to her very youthful appearance and raised doubts. Jolene looked questioningly to Daniel, who caught her concern.
"Lynette may look young, but her papers clearly place her past her eighteenth birthday," he said.
“Serious ah? Her papers intact here also leh," Jolene laughed
“Really,” said the Senior Sergeant in surprise. His doubts raised, he asked Lynette,
“Ms. Chan? How old are you? When’s your birthday?”
“Eight...teen,” she stammered with the matron rubbing a second finger at the entrance to her virgin cunt. I’ll be nineteen in...argh!...January!” Jolene jabbed a second digit deep.
“As we thought. Continue, Officer."
“Argghhh!" cried Lyn as the two fingers stretched her vagina and rudely probed the walls. Her hips were now in constant motion from the painful invasion and the arousing heat of her membranes. Her clit felt like it wanted to pop up like a balloon! And now the inner surfaces of her cunt were heating as well.
"Oh God, No!" her girl pleaded as she felt a third finger threatening to enter her. She trembled as it stroked the opening, and her pussy grew in warmth. "Aiiiiggghh!!" Lyn cried as the third finger joined the others to ream her virgin glovebox. Lyn was now panting hard, trying to maintain her position and ride out the incredible stimulation in her loins.
The matron took her time and enjoyed herself while moving three fingers roughly around inside the girl for the next minute, not bothering to be gentle. As she did, the pepper gel worked its magic and drove the girl to new heights of arousal.
At last, the matron removed her fingers. All the observers could see the pussy, slightly pink and open.
“Nothing there, Senior Sergeant.”
Lyn, drenched in sweat and shivering from the overwhelming stimulation, began to rise.
The matron quickly pushed back down on her back. “No, No, Missy. One more to go, leh!
And, naturally, I am not indulging in gratuitous descriptions of these invasive searches just to provide titillating erotica for my readers. I need to report the details of Lynette's experience for the sake of accurate history and to help the reader understand their impact on the rest of the story. I report it all with the most matter-of-fact, and dryly clinical language possible.
And don't forget that we are still looking for a certain small key!
21. Jolene Goes In
The matron dipped her finger in the jar and scooped up a large dollop. Spreading Lyn’s thighs with her other hand, Jolene smeared the gel over the outer and inner lips of the girl's pussy. A little added heat on her pussy lips can't hurt, thought Jolene. She allowed some ointment to cover the tiny clitoris that tried to hide between the upper lips for good measure. As she rubbed that well in, the Officer thought. Yes. This girl will remember me for a long time.
The large woman stood back up and surveyed the waiting, trembling girl. There was no need to hurry. Give the gel time to work, she thought to herself. Besides, she knew the men were enjoying the sight.
Who wouldn't siah? thought Jolene. The tiny girl's slim legs, spread and quivering – all her sex offered and exposed. Yes, she thought, feeling more dampness of her own. A worthy sight!
Jolene reached between the spread thighs once more and urged the girl to separate them even further. As Lyn did, her inner thigh tendons screamed as they stretched taut, standing out clearly on her trim legs. Using the fingers of her left hand to spread the labia major, Jolene suddenly thrust her index finger deep into the helpless girl's vagina. Lyn squealed and bucked up off the table at the rude insertion into her most private space.
“Stay down lah," said the matron, using both her hands to press down on the student's back. "Do as you are told, Ms. Chan," added the Sergeant, "Unless you want us to shackle you and tie you down."
Terrified, Lyn went back down on her elbows, her hips shaking in fear. But now, something else was present. Something was slowly building in her loins. It was not just the rude presence of a finger in her cunt. Her pussy lips were getting very warm! And that tiny nub at the top felt hot and erect! What was happening to her? Is this what sexual arousal was? When she had thought about Roy, she had gotten wet down there, and a pleasant warmth had spread around her loins. Of course, she had never masturbated; she'd been firmly taught that was wrong.
But this feeling was different – almost hot!
Jolene looked satisfied as the girl bent way over, her open butt in the air and her hips beginning to rotate. Yes, Missy, she thought, you'll really feel this now.
The matron took a moment to rub over the pussy lips and clit again and was rewarded by another moan from the girl and a more vigorous roll of her hips. Then, she rudely thrust her finger back into Lyn's cunt.
This time, Jolene had the opportunity to probe deeper and was surprised to encounter an intact hymen. This girl was a virgin! While she looked very young, Jolene had assumed she must be at least eighteen, or Youth Court officials would have been there blocking such a search. But now, her virginity added to her very youthful appearance and raised doubts. Jolene looked questioningly to Daniel, who caught her concern.
"Lynette may look young, but her papers clearly place her past her eighteenth birthday," he said.
“Serious ah? Her papers intact here also leh," Jolene laughed
“Really,” said the Senior Sergeant in surprise. His doubts raised, he asked Lynette,
“Ms. Chan? How old are you? When’s your birthday?”
“Eight...teen,” she stammered with the matron rubbing a second finger at the entrance to her virgin cunt. I’ll be nineteen in...argh!...January!” Jolene jabbed a second digit deep.
“As we thought. Continue, Officer."
“Argghhh!" cried Lyn as the two fingers stretched her vagina and rudely probed the walls. Her hips were now in constant motion from the painful invasion and the arousing heat of her membranes. Her clit felt like it wanted to pop up like a balloon! And now the inner surfaces of her cunt were heating as well.
"Oh God, No!" her girl pleaded as she felt a third finger threatening to enter her. She trembled as it stroked the opening, and her pussy grew in warmth. "Aiiiiggghh!!" Lyn cried as the third finger joined the others to ream her virgin glovebox. Lyn was now panting hard, trying to maintain her position and ride out the incredible stimulation in her loins.
The matron took her time and enjoyed herself while moving three fingers roughly around inside the girl for the next minute, not bothering to be gentle. As she did, the pepper gel worked its magic and drove the girl to new heights of arousal.
At last, the matron removed her fingers. All the observers could see the pussy, slightly pink and open.
“Nothing there, Senior Sergeant.”
Lyn, drenched in sweat and shivering from the overwhelming stimulation, began to rise.
The matron quickly pushed back down on her back. “No, No, Missy. One more to go, leh!
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Fossy
SEXPIOGENTUS
Oh of course, PrPr, we understand that only too well. Professional to the very end ...
Naturally, not one single word of gratuitous detail ... oh, wait ..
Are we sure that's still the case after such a deep and invasive penetration?
Excellent as always PrPr
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Loinclothslave
slave to the whip
Well, I’m certainly Relieved to get that cleared up! Just the usual informative research piece, as we know and love you for! I’m certain members here appreciate if there’s no gratuitous descriptions just for the sake of erotic insinuation - so it’s alright to post this up on Facebook then?
I feel like I’ll remember Joelene tonight!
Ah, such a good, pure-hearted girl!
We’re all feeling something!
Well that’s the 18+ box ticked - very good!
And another cliffhanger ending!
Thank you for such a dispassionate non erotic description, @Praefectus Praetorio , it is good to have a well researched, ethical treatment of an important but routine police procedure without prejudice or risking the reputations of the Thin Blue Line.
This Singapore weather though, that must be the reason I’m so hot and sweaty right now. Yes, the weather, that must be it (50°F here btw)…
Bravo, sir, a very interesting series again, I’m once again hooked. I trust your client is extremely happy and I thank them for allowing us to share the pleasure of reading it…
Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
Thank you so much. And I share your appreciation of @KelvinB for helping to make it possible.
KelvinB
Executioner
Pretty much, you have summed up what I like as well.Thank you for such a dispassionate non erotic description, @Praefectus Praetorio , it is good to have a well researched, ethical treatment of an important but routine police procedure without prejudice or risking the reputations of the Thin Blue Line.
Thank you, and of course - PrPr's utmost effort in manifesting this story possible to my heart's content.
Bunch of perverts, if you ask me…
Glovebox??? That’s a new one on me.