Sara was in trouble, real trouble. Things had been going so well and she'd been having *such* a good time but now she found herseld in a small, dank jail cell, 8 feet by 6 feet and worse, the jail cell was deep in the heart of South America in a country where all she could do with the language was limited at best. The worst of it was, Sara had no idea why she was in this cell in the first place or what she could do to get out. Her ordeal had started almost 6 weeks earlier when upon graduation, Sara's Dad had presented her with 2 tickets for a Sout American tour. It had seemed romantic, exotic, even outrageous to tour around 4 different countries for 4 weeks but Sara was very excited about it. The second ticket was for Sara's boyfriend Paul. They had been practically joined at the hip for the last two years of college so it was only fitting that they take off together. Sara and Paul made a striking couple and everyone, Sara's parents included, figured that they would marry soon. Paul was a shade under 6 feet with an athetic build, blond hair and deep blue eyes. Sara looked like an all-american cheerleader. She was about 5'5" with a trim athletic build and high, tight uptitled breasts. With her red-hair and fair skin, Sara's nipples were a very light pink in color and awfully thick when excited. Her round bottom was perhaps her best feature and when she and Paul had recently tried anal sex, Sara had marked it down as one of the year's great discoveries. The first 2 weeks of vacation were everything Sara expected and more. The pressures of school behind her and the warm, latin ambiance of the places they were visiting made for very romantic days and hot and erotic nights as the two twenty-one year-olds made their way around South America. Two nights ago they had flown into this smaller country and the political atosphere here had seemed a little more tense. Sara had no idea how tense. Their hotel was a small guest-house right near the ocean. Sara and Paul had enjoyed frolicking in the surf and shopping in the local bazar the first day and had been wandering through the small nation's capital yesterday. In the wee hours of the morning, the glorious vacation had come to a screeching halt. Sara and Paul had been rudely awakened at almost 2:00am by several armed soldiers in their bedroom. They were physically pulled right out of the bed and pushed against the wall amidst plenty of shouting. Sara was mortified. As they had since coming down to this tropical climat, both she and her boyfriend had been sleeping in the buff. Now she had been pulled stark naked out of her bed in plain view of 4 or 5 leering soldiers. When Paul had tried to resist he had gotten a rifle but in the kidneys for his trouble. Sara was given an embarrassing pat down that was clearly uneccesary given her lack of clothes by the soldier that looked to be in charge. He pushed Sara into the classic "spread-em" pose with her hands above her pushing the wall, her feet wide apart and well back from the wall. Sara was so shocked she didn't move as the man's rough hands slid down her arm and across each breast slowly. Even her nipples were pinched before the hand moved lower. Sara's embarrasment increased by an order of magnitude as a hand teased up her spread thigh and then completely between her legs to rest flat on her belly. Several months before Sara had started using a depilatory to remove all her pubic hair. It had started as a tease for Paul but he had gotten so turned on by it that Sara had continued ever since. The soldier groping her grunted in surprise as his hands slid down to encounter only a bare, smooth pubis. He chuckled as his hands ran up and down enjoying the smooth lips. Now the hands moved further back and Sara felt two hands lying flat on her buttocks. With a slow but deliberate movement, the soldier spread her cheeks wide, wide apart. Sara gasped then felt a tear of humiliation trickle down her cheek as she felt a breath of wind wasp across her fully exposed and spread open anus. After getting a good feel, Sara had been relieved when the soldiers threw a t-shirt and a skirt at her and a t-shirt and shorts at Paul. She hastened to cover up. In her limited spanish, she tried to reach for some panties but the soldiers started pulling them out of the house altogether. Where were they taking them and why Sara tried to ask but there were no answers forthcoming. Sara tried telling them that they were both Americans and that she demanded to see someone from the American embassy but to her horror this elicited only laughs from the soldiers. So now here she was, in a small dank cell with only a light tshirt and a skirt for covering. She hadn't even been allowed shoes. Sara had been given no chance to call anyone, no chance to talk to Paul and no chance even to talk to someone who could help them. It had been perhaps a couple of hours of waiting, there was no way to tell this deep in the building if it was even morning. Sara finally heard some footsteps coming down the hall. She wasn't sure whether to feel excited or terrified. The footsteps turned out to be from two soldiers. They stopped at her cell and opened the door. Sara jumped up and started asking for the american embassy, for a phone, for Paul, for someone in charge, anything! The soldiers ignored her as though she wasn't even there. Sara was pulled out of the cell with a soldier on each arm. They moved down a long corridor and around to a different part of what seemed like a dungeon to Sara. One soldier opened a door into an almost empty room and pulled Sara in. The second soldier closed the door behind them then took both of Sara's arms and held them tight behind her. To Sara's horror, the other soldier now pulled her t-shirt up and over her head baring her out-thrust breasts. The soldier didn't even pause to molest her but reached down to pull her skirt down to her ankles leaving her completely naked before them. The soldier's eyes widened as he spotted Sara's smooth pubis and he laughed as he told his friend behind her. Things moved quickly now. The t-shirt was pulled off her arms and the two soldiers quickly attached leather cuffs to Sara's wrists. The cuffs were not uncomfortable but rather smooth. Sara had the impression that they had been worn smooth by many wearings. Other cuffs were attached to her ankles and a short cable between them would keep her from being able to kick out. A cable now dropped from the ceiling and Sara's wrists were attached to it. Now the soldiers stepped back and pulled the cable from the side of the room dragging Sara's hands up above her head until only her toes and the balls of her feet were resting on the ground. The soldiers returned to just in front of Sara and she closed her eyes as one reached out to grasp and then pull one of her wide nipples now tight and crinkled with fear. Sara felt first one then another hand run over her bare mons as the two soldiers laughed. The hands left the young redhead and Sara opened her eyes to see them both leave the room. My God, what had she gotten into now? she wondered. All became quiet leaving Sara with her own thoughts. She looked around the room and found not much to give her a clue about what she was in store for. On the back of the door was some kind of strap, there was a small table to one side where Sara's skirt and blouse now rested. Aside from that, there was not much to occupy her eyes. For perhaps 20 minutes, there was no sound but Sara's breathing She realized now that her waiting was all very deliberate. Her own thoughts and worries of the past 20 minutes had made her willing to do almost anything to get out of her predicament. Sara had never felt so vulnerable, so exposed, so helpless. If she hadn't been so scared of what might happen, she realized, she might even have been turned on. There was certainly an exciting aspect to being restrained this way. Oh, if only it could be Paul who came through the door. Sara closed her eyes and imagined what he might do if he were to walk in and find her this way; how he'd tease her and touch her, how he might spank her bare and stretched bottom before sliding something into it to turn her on further. Suddenly Sara heard footsteps and her eyes flew open. Her idle thoughts had been a diversion from her predicament and had even turned her on. The sound of those footsteps though brought her right back to reality. It would not be Paul who walked through that door. Sara realized to her horror that the thoughts of the last few minutes had left her pussy wet and her nipples erect and poking out. She felt squishy down there. Oh No! Could anyone notice? Only one person entered the room and it was obvious from his uniform and from his demeanor that he was an officer or someone in charge. The sight that greeted him had him smile. The pretty girl was stretched up long and high. Her already upthrust breasts were pulled to her body to be tight rounded curves highlighted by the large and now long nipples. Sara was blushing furiously and her freckled face showed it well. The blush extended lower though leaving a red flush to her upper chest and down the front slope of her tight breasts. The shaven pussy in this position was very predominant, leaving her middle area where one would expect a triangle as a bare, smooth white area highlighted even further by Sara's tan line of a french-cut, narrow bikini. Her pussy had a high slit and the officer could immediately see the sheen of Sara's juices on the engorged lips. His smile brightened. It was not unusual to find a woman turned on by waiting this way. With this young, prime female flesh being absolutely smooth it was even more obvious. Sara was already talking a-mile-a-minute trying desperately to find out what was happening to her and why. The officer ignored her. Sara watched wide-eyed as he approached and took a silk scarf from his pocket. He moved behind her and pulled the scarf down over her eyes and tied it tight behind her head. "Please, please tell me what I've done!" pleaded Sara, "Let me call my embassy. I'm sure you've got the wrong person. Can't I just.." The sound of the strap moving behind her reached Sara's ears an instant before the loud smack of it hitting across both her buttocks filled the room. The instantaneous searing heat seemed to travel forward at the speed of light moving forward first into her lower belly then curving up her front to the middle of her chest and finally to her throat and out her mouth as she cried out in a momentary time-delayed response. "Shush." said the officer into the now silent room. I will ask questions and you will be silent except for your direct answers." The officer's english was impeccable. Sara's breath was ragged as her body tried to catch up with the heat in her bottom. "Now then." said the officer "You will tell me what agency you work for and what other subversive elements in our small country you have contacted." "But I don't know anything." cried Sara. "It's all a big mistake." Sara felt the cool leather of the strap stroke her left breast and rub over the hard nipple. Oh God, she thought, please don't hit my breasts. "I'm sure you can do better than that." said the officer. You must realize the position you are in leaves you with few alternatives but than to follow my instructions. I could make things easy for you..." Now Sara felt his fingers tugging at her nipples. "..or hard." The leather strap was now between her thighs and Sara was helpless but to feel him pull it up sideways until the edge was between her wet lips and then drag the strap outwards with the edge running deep in her pussy and touching the edge of her clit. Sara moaned at the vulnerable sensation. "Please" she said. "I don't know anything about what you're talking about." The strap struck her bottom again with a loud strap and again Sara felt the heat moving up through her bottom into the rest of her body. She started to cry. "Now, now" said the officer quietly, "If you just cooperate you'll be able to leave very shortly. His fingers were stroking Sara's nipple outward in a pulling stroking motion. Despite herself she felt her body respond. The questioning continued for what seemed like hours to Sara but was perhaps only 40 minutes or so. The officer played her like a fine tuned instrument. He would touch her, stroke herand tease her while speaking quietly or smack her bottom with the strap. It took only a few moments before Sara's fears that he would notice her moisture were realized as his fingers stroked along her soaking slit. To her dismay she found that the strapping of her bottom seemed to make her even wetter. Sara tried to cooperate as much as she could, telling the officer everything she could. Finally the blindfold was pulled from her. Sara's body was hot and sweaty and her bottom was warm to the touch. "We will check your story" said the officer. You will spend the day in jail here pending our investigation. You had better hope we do not find you have lied to me or you will be back down here with me and I can assure you it will not be nearly so pleasant." The door closed behind him and Sara sagged in her cuffs. Her arms were aching a little now. Thankfully the two soldiers who had brought her into the room entered immediately and pulled her from the cable. Sara figured that perhaps her ordeal was over but there was more humilation to come. The soldiers did not let Sara get dressed or even remove the leather cuffs. With one taking an arm each they moved her out into the corridor, up some stairs and along to another area. Sara was mortified. She was stark naked! Along the way they encountered a couple of other guards and Sara blushed crimson as they chuckled and stared at her naked body. The three reached a door and pulled Sara into another room. This room was obviously a medical station. There were two cots separated by cloth dividers and at the end of the room, a doctor's examining area. The soldiers pulled Sara with them to the examining area and lay her on her back on the black leather table there. Sara was face up with her feet facing the door she'd just entered. The soldiers used the leather cuffs on her wrists to attach her wrists above her head to clips that were part of the table. Her ankles were similarly attached to the bottom of the table. Now the soldiers left Sara again naked and vulnerable in a strange room. She did not have long to wait. A long man, perhaps in his mid-thirties entered the room wearing a lab coat. The doctor, Sara hoped. He came over to Sara directly. "I will be examining you before they bring you to a cell in our jail." said the doctor. Moving quickly and efficiently the doctor took Sara's blood pressure and listened to her heart. He had her open her mouth and probed within with his fingers; lookng Sara supposed, for contraband. Once done, the doctor now moved to Sara's feet. He unattached each ankle in turn and re- attached them to a standard doctor's stirrup. Oh no! thought Sara. She had alwasy been a modest girl and going to the gynaecologist virtually always produced a full-body blush as her body was exposed. Her exam just before the vacation had been the most embarrassing yet as her ob-gyn got to see her newly smooth pussy. Sara had been mortified that he would chastise her or perhaps laugh but in the end he had been very professional. He had mentioned it though and after making sure that she was fine down there had given her a pat on the pubis and told her to be sure to be careful with the depilatory she was using so she wouldn't irritate the sensitive parts of her body. Predictably, Sara had blushed crimson at the incident. Now here she was again, being spread open like a lab frog on a dissection plate for viewing by this young man. The stirrups were spread wide, wide apart and Sara felt her engorged pussy lips parting wetly thanks to the stimulation they'd had for the last hour. The stirrups seemed different to Sara, higher somehow because not only was her pussy spread wide but her hot buttocks were pulled back and open also to leave her anus completely open for view. The doctor moved to a counter and Sara was unable to see what he was doing. When he turned he immediately sat directly between her outstretched thighs only inches from her spread open body. Sara felt both his hands slide down her belly to rest one at the top of each thigh with his thumbs lying along her smooth pussy lips. The doctor peeled them back first slowly then wider and wider until they were tight apart. Sara knew her clit was now open and exposed because she could feel a slight breeze wafting across the wet nerve-filled bud. "Hmmmm" said the doctor. "Why do you have no hair here?" He patted the pronounced mound of Sara's bare pubis with one hand. "Is this because of a skin disease or medical problem?" "N-n-n-o" stammered Sara, blushing again. "Perhaps you had an operation here?" asked the doctor. "No", said Sara, "I did it....I did it for my boyfriend". "Ahh" said the doctor. "You did this for sex. You are a naughty young girl." His last pat was a little firmer than the others leaving Sara with the sensation of his fingers haveing smacked the puffy lips of her slit. The doctor now moved his hands lower and again spread her wet lips wide apart. "You like sex very much, I think." he said to her. "You are very wet here." Sara didn't think she could be more embarrassed. Her blush now extended from her freckled face down to the tops of her breasts. With one hand holding the inner lips open, Sara felt a finger slid easily into her. The doctor teased in the tip for a moment then slid the thick finger in as far as he could causing Sara to gasp softly at the intrusion. The finger slid in and out several times, twisting as it did so then slid almost all the way out. When it slid in next, it was joined by a second finger. The doctor slid the two fingers deep into her body and held them there. Now the doctor's left hand moved upward to rest on the pronounced mound of Sara's pubis. His fingers were splayed out slightly and Sara felt his thumb resting casually directly over the hood to her very erect, very sensitive clit. As the two fingers deep inside her were twisted back and forth and slid in and out of her wetness for her supposed "exam", Sara felt the hand resting on top pressing down slightly. She couldn't help feeling squirmy from the heavy thumb of the doctor's left hand as it seemed to innocently rub over her clitoris. Sara didn't even notice when her hips started to rotate back and forth at the sensation but the doctor did. "That's fine. Now we'll continue the rest of the examination." he said. The finger slid from Sara's pussy and Sara felt nothing for a moment. When she did finally feel the hands return, she groaned in horror. The doctor's fingers were now spreading her buttocks even wider apart to exam her crinkled anus. Sara knew that this long neglected part of her anatomy was like an electric button to her clit. The last time her regular doctor had given her an anal exam she'd had to bite her lip to keep from showing her arousal. God only knew what it would be like here. With her anus stretched wide, it was not until the cool, squirmy sensation of a very lubricated finger actually touched the center of the opening that Sara knew she was about to be penetrated. The finger teased the outside of the sensitive membranes before sliding into the tightly muscled ring. Sara felt her anus open and clench involuntarily at the 1/2 inch of finger now penetrating it. Once the finger had twisted around a couple of times and her opening was well lubricated, the doctor pushed his finger slowly but firmly all the way in, burying it deep into Sara's rectum. He held it there for a moment and enjoyed the sight of Sara's closed eyes in concentration and the toes of her bare feet as they curled in a vain attempt not to feel what she was feeling. The doctor smiled as he realized that anal play was very arousing for the young girl. Well she was in for more of it over the next few minutes. The doctor slid his finger out of Sara's tight, hot rectum and added more lubricant before sliding deeply in again. Sara gasped as his finger penetrated her most private place. Once her bottom was quite slippery and holding some of the vaseline he'd been using for lubricant, he pulled his fingers out and waited a moment while Sara's breathing returned to normal. There is material in your rectum her reported solumnly. This will have to be removed to ensure you are not smuggling drugs into the jail. How would he do that Sara wondered. She didn't have to wonder for long. The doctor pulled over a tray with a small basin of water and a douche syringue in it. Squeezing the large bulb, the doctor sucked up a good-sized quantity of water before bringing the large, curved nozzle to Sara's bottom. He teased the fat tip of the nozzle in slowly. It had, after all, been designed for a different opening. Once the tip was in, it was a small matter to slide the nozzle deep inside until only the fat rubber bulb rested between Sara's widely parted buttocks. This left Sara's rectum penetrated more than ever before. The nozzle was not quite as thick as Paul's penis but it was certainly longer and Sara could feel its curved length deep in her body. The doctor squirted a small amount of the bulb, waited a moment then squeezed the balance quite hard. "Oh!" gasped Sara as the warm water built up instantaneous pressure deep in her body. The doctor pulled the fat nozzle from the young girl slowly watching as her anus struggled to close itself against the water already deep in her body. "Aren't you going to let me up?" asked Sara wide-eyed as the pressure of the water made her want to go to the bathroom. The doctor smiled, "No, you will use the bedpan here." He reached under the table and pulled up a bedpan that rested against Sara's buttocks. Sara was mortified. She had never imagined being so embarrassed. She tried to hold back, tried desperately to squeeze her anus as hard as she could be it was all in vain. With a little cry, her body finally took over and Sara heard the humiliating sounds of her own enema being evacuated into the metal pan. There hadn't been much water and it was over in a moment. The doctor used a wet towel to wipe her clean. Sara figured she must be done but she was not. She had much more to go. The doctor emptied the bedpan in the adjacent toilet and then pulled a strange looking cart over beside Sara's widestretched thighs. With her restraints, Sara couldn't get a good look at it. The doctor sat back down between her legs and again slowly lubricated her now much looser bottom. To her horror Sara felt another nozzle, this one much harder and colder, touching her anus. The steel nozzle was double barrelled and fairly thick. The doctor took his time but when he was done, Sara's bottom was stretched wide around the thick nozzle of the high-colonic machine. The doctor manipulated the device again and from deep within her Sara felt it move as an inflatable bulb suddenly made the mid-point of the barrel of the nozzle twice as thick. The doctor knew that it was now physically impossible for the nozzle to become dislodged or to leak any water without the bulb being deflated. Sara's breathing was coming in little gasps. What *was* that thing buried deep into her bottom. It felt so long that she was sure it was halfway up her body by now and when the doctor made it larger she thought she was going to pass out. Sara didn't know whether to be super turned on or terrified. She guessed it was a little of both. Once the thick metal nozzle was properly seated. The doctor checked the rest of his equipment settings and then turned the device on. Sara heard the whine of a motor and wondered for a moment what it was. The slow pressure of hot water sliding deep into her rectum confirmed her worst fears. This was a new kind of enema that she had never heard of. The doctor checked the equipment again then stood up. He noticed as he did so that Sara's bare pussy was now slick with her own juices as the anal stimulation had aroused her. He chuckled as he patted the slick wetness "Turned on? Well if you enjoyed what you've had so far, you'll love this. The nozzle in your bottom can't be pushed out and the motor here is a pump. It isn't very strong and can't hurt you but it will slowly fill your colon with warm water. The nozzle here is a little thicker as you may have noticed. That is because it is also equiped with an evacuation tube so you don't need to worry about that. The pump will push the water into you for awhile then reverse itself and pull the water out into an evacuation container. "I've set the sequence to give you two soap-filled sequences followed by several rinsing ones. Altogether there are a few gallons of water for you to deal with and it will take a few minutes. Just relax." With a final pat on Sara's engorged and now wet pussy, the doctor turned and walked to the main door. "I'll be back in a moment." he said then left. To Sara's absolute horror, the door was left wide open! With her in this exposed position only a few feet from the door, anyone going by would see more of her than most human beings ever see of another. The water was working its way inexorably deeper into Sara now and the first of what would be several cramps had just started thanks, she supposed, to the soap. Despite any action on her part, there was no way the nozzle into her bottom could be budged at all and there was nothing to do but hold on. A few minutes later, when Sara was sure she'd burst from what was now a very distended belly, she heard the sound of pump change and the pressure immediately decreased. Sara knew she was now being emptied. The procedure took about as long as it had to fill her up and just as she was feeling comfortable, the sound of the motor changed again and again, she felt the water moving deep inside her. It had been perhaps 5 minutes, perhaps 10 and the second sequence of water was now just about finished when Sara's worst fears were realized. Over the sound of the pump she heard voices coming down the corridor and, sure enough, two soldiers stopped at the entrance to her examining room. They laughed as they saw the predicament she was in. Although most of what they said was too fast for Sara to follow it was clear they were enjoying the view and that she was not the first young lady to have been held in this position. After watching for a couple of minutes, the soldiers moved on leaving a blushing and gasping Sara behind. Now the pump reversed again and the first rinsing water was pushed deep into Sara's belly. The hot water had made her break out in a sweat and it seemed that this time the pump would go on forever. Sara felt that the water was now moving much, much deeper into her, perhaps it was. Not until her belly was distended and tight like that of a pregnant woman did the pump reverse and start emptying her. Time blur for Sara as twice more she watched her belly swell up and shrink. The doctor arrived sometime during the process but by the time the water was being evacuated for the last time Sara was exhausted. Her anus was sore from being stretched so wide for so long and her whole body felt like she'd just run the marathon. It was with great relief that she finally felt the nozzle deflate and be pulled slowly from her anus. "Now that you're clean, we can complete your examination." said the doctor. "No! I can't!" said Sara as she pulled weakly at her restraints. Suddenly there was a short sharp smack and Sara felt the hot sting of something smacking her right on the bare skin of her pussy. "Ouch!" she said and looked up to see the doctor holding a fly swatter. Again it swung down and again Sara felt a hot smack on her pubis. "You will behave or I can make your stay with me much longer and much less pleasant." said the doctor as he idly rubbed the rubber swatter across Sara's hard nipples. "Yes Sir." she said meekly and bit her tongue as she tried to keep quiet. The doctor was now back down between Sara's legs and Sara looked on as he reached over to the counter for what Sara knew to be a speculum. She should have expected this, she thought. It was her least favorite part of her annual gynaecological exam so of course it would happen here. It wasn't that being opened by a speculum was so painful Sara thought. It was just the idea of having your most intimate spot opened up so wide that someone could look right into your body. It was the most vulnerable feeling that Sara knew. The doctor was skilled and in a moment Sara's pussy was filled with the metal device. A few turns of a wheel and her pussy was stretched wide open. "We have to ensure that there is nothing that you are carrrying in your person." said the doctor by way of explanation. Sara just closed her eyes and leaned back, letting him have a look. It was a shock to her that a moment later, another metal probe touched her now opened anus. It stroked for a moment then pushed as the metal device pushed past the sphincter and back into her rectum. Oh no, thought Sara. What now? Her body gave her the answer as she felt the device in her move. It was getting larger. To Sara's embarrassment the nature of the device in her bottom was now apparent. It was *another* speculum. The doctor opened this one as well and the metal petals pulled her anus wide open. Sara had never imagined someone could be this exposed. Both her intimate openings were strethed wide open to the world! Despite herself, however, she felt the familiar twinge of her clit and her nipples tightening that said that even though she was embarrassed, her body thought she was turned on. The doctor turned away from the bound spread girl leaving a pair of wide-open thighs with two metal devices directly between them holding both of Sara's intimate openings widely exposed. The doctor left the panting girl in this widely opened position and left the room, leaving the door wide open once again. Sara's eyes were closed as she tried to pretend that nothing was happening and that this was all a bad dream. Unfortunately the senstations running through her body kept pulling her mind back to the situation she was in. The sounds of voices back in the room, brought Sara back to reality in an instant. The doctor was coming back in the room, this time with the officer in tow! Sara's whole face flushed red in embarassment as the officer who had questioned her earlier now had a complete view of her spread open body. The doctor told the officer that he had examined Sara for contraband and could find none. The officer peered down between Sara's legs at the two wide open speculums. Sara felt the device in her pussy move as the officer grasped the handle and tilted it slightly for a better view. She squeezed her eyes shut tightly as the pressure from the spread open petals of the device pressed against her oversensitive clit. Sara moaned involuntarily at the sensation. Now the fingers moved lower to grasp the even more humiliating rectal speculum and Sara felt that one being adjusted as well to provide the maximum view into her body. The officer and the doctor exchanged some comment that had them both chuckle at Sara's expense. Sara felt the officer moving to her side and after a moment, opened her eyes. "So" he said, "The doctor tells me that this treatment excites you." The officer's fingers had taken one of Sara's nipples and was gently rolling it. Sara's eyes were wide as the officer idly toyed with Sara's very erect, very tight nipple. "Nnnnnno Sir" she mumbled. Sara just couldn't tell this man the truth. "No?" asked the officer. "You aren't lying to me are you? If you are lying that could be very serious. It should be very simple to test. If I touch you for a moment and you climax, it will be obvious that you are lying." The officer smiled, "Perhaps you'd enjoy much more of this treatment? I'm sure I can arrange it for you." Sara didn't know what to say as the officer moved back between her legs and moved one hand so that his fingers touched both of the metal speculum sticking out from deep in her body. She shuddered as his fingers moved them in small circles, feeling the sensation translated directly into the depths of her belly. With a smile, looking right into Sara's eyes, the officer moved his other hand up to where Sara's clit, soaked in her own juices was now sticking out from its protective hood. The touch of his fingertip on the tip of her clit was electric. Sara's whole body tighted up and she involuntarily pushed hard with her heels to push her hips up toward the teasing finger. Sara moaned out loud and felt a rush of heat start from all extremities of her body at once and rush like a tidal wave to the center of her being in the depths of her belly. She felt light headed as the blood seemed to run from her head, her toes, her fingertips all toward the tip of her traiterous clitoris and the officer's finger which teased it. Her orgasm seemed to have been pent up for hours and now rushed out at her cry as she came and then came again. The officer's teasing seemed more insistent teasing her clit and now her turgid nipples into yet another orgasm as the officer and doctor watched, completely entertained. Finally, limp in her bonds, Sara fell back. It was perhaps the most embarrassing and the most exciting and the most intense moment of her young life and she knew in an instant that her sex life was now changed forever. The officer's fingers left the young body and, smiling, he stepped once more to her side. "I'm happy to report that we completed our investigation of you a couple of hours ago. You are free to go and we apologize for this inconvenience." With a final comment to the doctor and a chuckle, the officer left the room. The doctor pulled the devices from Sara's body and wiped her soaking pussy lips and buttocks with a towel. Just before releasing her, however, he reached for one final thing from the counter. Sara couldn't see it, but she felt the tip of something tiny touch her anus and in a moment be pushed in. The doctor used his finger to seat the object as deep into her rectum as he could reach. Sara was too tired to even argue. As the doctor undid the restraints and pulled Sara from the stirrups and up to a sitting position, she asked what he had put into her. The doctor smiled. "Something that will have you remember us later today." he said. Whatever it was, Sara could feel it already. It was making her bottom itch and made her squirm. She felt like she wanted to plunge something back into her rectum just as fast she could. The doctor gave her the blouse and skirt she had arrived in and led the shaken girl out to the lobby of the building. Sara lept into Paul's arms as soon as she saw him. Paul had been up all night worrying what might be happening to Sara. His questioning had taken only a few minutes before the police had determined his and Sara's innocence. That had been hours ago and since then he had been frantically trying to find out why Sara hadn't also been released. The two jumped into a taxi and a few minutes later were back in their room. Sara took another few minutes to tell Paul everything that had happened to her. She wasn't surprised to find him with a huge erection when she finished. She had to admit, the story even turned her on. "So what was it the doctor put into your bottom?" asked Paul. "I don't know, but I can tell you one thing. It is making my bottom so squirmy that if something doesn't fill it soon I think I'm going to scream." With that final comment, Sara pulled her clothes off and leapt onto the bed on all fours, head down and tail up, leaving Paul with the sight of a spread open bottom and pussy waiting for him. Paul was amazed at Sara's aggressive attitude and wondered if Sara would start having sex be more kinky from now on. He didn't have long to find out.