Asian Agony

An eBook By Estaban Bacca.

Angela moved slowly over to the metal table and placed her hands on its smooth surface. She bent at the hips, looking behind her fearfully. The agent pulled on some rubber gloves and then swiftly placed a hand on her back and pushed her down flat, mashing her nipples onto the cold stainless steel.

"I am going to search you inside now so don't resist." She stated. "If you struggle then the men here will hold you spread until I finish...Understand?"

Angela nodded, terrified at what was about to happen. Then she felt a hand penetrate her female lips and push deeply. She knew that her nipples were responding only from the cold steel surface rather than the penetration but their swelling bothered her.

The agent said something and then Angela felt her taking something from inside. She came around to Angela’s face and held two tiny sopping wet bits of cellophane under her nose. They too were filled with white powder and smelled of her. She placed them on the table and went back around behind her. This time she pushed into Angela’s rectum. The woman’s probing was prolonged and throughout every second of the search, Angela was moaning in agony. The woman stretched her farther than she thought possible before she was at last ordered to stand up. When she did, her arms were swiftly forced up behind her and a pair of handcuffs was locked on her wrists. One of the male agents gathered the packets of white powder and departed. The female agent placed a robe over her shoulders but told her that her clothing would not be returned until the substances had been tested.

Angela argued her case. She shouted about the violation of her rights as a U.S. citizen as well as the violation of her dignity. It all fell on deaf ears. The robe was buttoned only at the neck. It didn't do a very good job of covering her pubic area because her breasts held it open. The agent then told her to follow. Angela was led out of the search cubicle into a busy office. The woman pointed at a chair and ordered her to be seated and departed. Angela was left, with her scanty covering in front of leering Chinese male agents whose eyes crept over her body like so many dirty fingers.

She managed to cross her legs to hide her pubic hair but her breasts still poked from the robe. The room’s air conditioning had her nipples fully erect. She knew that the sight of them was a magnet that invited the stares of the crowd of obnoxious little yellow men.

They were definitely leering at her. One of them said something in Chinese and they all laughed. He turned to her and said in English,   "I asked if any of them wanted to milk the American cow’s udders."

Angela looked at him with hatred in her eyes and swore, "You fuckers will all lose your jobs when this is over. You've made a terrible mistake."

"Hah! We are not the ones who had drug packets hidden on our person, and we have every right to treat you like the criminal you are." He retorted.

Then as if to make his point he moved in front of her and looked closely at her breasts. He got so close that she could smell the garlic on his breath. She shied back but the chair stopped her and he leaned even closer.

His hand moved up and took the underside of a breast and lifted it upward. He held it for a moment and then let it bounce down. He did the same to the other breast and all eyes in the room watched it react the same way. Then his finger and thumb took a nipple and rolled it between them.

"This is very hard. Are you excited, fancy lady?"

Angela tried to pull her tit away from his fingers but he held tight and she only managed to make herself jiggle lewdly. His eyes met hers and he glared to prove he was the one in control and said, "I asked you a question, fancy lady. Are we making you excited?"

"No!" Angela exclaimed and added, "You have no right to touch me like this!"

He merely grinned.

"Fancy lady, you left most of your rights at home, and the rest you lost when you landed here and with drugs on your person. STAND UP!" he shouted.

His hand pulled her nipple and she had no choice but to follow it as he held tightly.

When she stood fully his hand pulled her by the nipple and she was tugged along back into the tiny room in which she had been searched. The other men followed close behind. He pulled her along the wall next to the table and said, "Back up against the wall, and spread those legs, fancy lady!" Then his hand left her nipple and went down between her legs. His palm pushed on her labia and she felt the roughness of his hand slide between her cunt lips. A finger touched her clitoris...

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