True stories

[bertrumm00057]

Been stripsearched? Know someone who has? Post your TRUE stories here!

[mateodumbarton]

I have chatted online with two women who have been given a full strip/cavity search. These are their stories:

Alex.

Alex was a very attractive young woman of mixed Pakistani/English heritage. Short, maybe five-three or five-four, with C-cup breasts, slim figure and long black hair. We met on an adult forum and after I told her about my stripsearch fetish she volunteered the story of her own search.

She had arrived at a US airport, travelling from the UK, and was taken aside by two male security officers. They escorted her to a side room and left her with two female officers who told her to undress. She complied and had to watch while they searched her clothing. Next they told her they were going to do an "internal" search. She got quite angry at that point and told them to "Fuck off" - which probably wasn't a smart move. One lady put on gloves and checked her hair, then her mouth. After that, she was told to stand with her legs apart and bend over a table with her hands and elbows on the table top. She hadn't spread her legs wide enough for their liking and was told to open them further - the women searching her pushed her legs open as well. The woman who searched her applied lube to her glove, but my friend said it felt like she used two fingers in her vagina - and pushed all the way in to hit her cervix, which was painful. The searcher also twisted her fingers around once she had gone all the way in. At this point Alex was crying, but had to stay there while her rectum was searched - again it felt like two fingers, pushed in all the way, and twisted around. After completing the search (nothing was found) they gave her some tissues to dry her eyes and wipe the lube off herself. They watched her get dressed and then told her she could go.

Now for the best part - Alex also told me that there were CCTV cameras in the room! At the time she found the search painful and humiliating, but she said she now sometimes fantasises about it, and it excites her to think that maybe she was filmed, and men watched her search (probably recording it for later). She is a very attractive young woman and I'm sure the men who picked her for the search would have enjoyed knowing what was going to happen to her - particularly if they could watch or record it. (And I'm damn sure they were watching at the very least!)


Tara:

Tara lives in the US. She is tall (about 5-11), slim build with A-cup breasts and nice feminine hips. Blue eyes, shoulder-length brown hair at the time. We had been chatting online for a while, then one day she messaged me to tell me that she had been arrested and spent a couple of days in the local jail. I won't go into why she was arrested - let's just say it was an unfortunate situation that really wasn't her fault. She had never been in any trouble with the law before, and was feeling pretty low when she was taken to the jail.

She was initially passed to a female officer, but the woman told her that her shift was about to end, and Tara was given a choice. She could either sign a consent form to be "processed" by a male officer - or she would have to wait for the next female officer to come on duty, which wasn't going to be for several hours. Tara had a good idea of what "processed" would involve, but it had been a long and crappy day for her. She didn't want to be sitting on a hard seat in the intake area for hours - she wanted to get some sleep, so she signed the form.

She was then passed to a male officer who explained that since this was not normal procedure there would be a second male officer witnessing - (which meant she would have to strip in front of both of them). She was taken to a search room and told to remove her clothes, one piece at a time so they could be checked. When she was fully naked she was told "We need you to lean over the table."

She knew what was coming and didn't argue since she had consented to this. She isn't overly modest and wasn't greatly worried about being naked. She had also read my story "Take one for the Team!" - and knew about my strip-search fetish. She resolved to go through the search with a brave face, much like Jenna in my story.

Tara laid flat over the table, spread her legs wide and held on to the edge, closing her eyes and waiting. She heard the officer pull on a glove and she thinks he applied some lubricant. He placed one hand on her back - not hard but enough to remind her to hold still. Then he slipped a finger into her pussy. According to Tara, his finger went in easily, all the way up her. She pushed back against him because (according to her) she figured nobody had done that before! The finger circled around her a couple of times, and she felt herself tighten involuntarily around it. She claims it felt good, not painful at all. After her vaginal search she was told that her anus would be searched as well, and she stayed in position while he changed gloves. She said she moaned a little as her ass was probed - like before a smooth in/circle/out. Professionally done, not rough and over quickly. Since nothing was found, she was told she could stand up. When she turned around she said the two men looked more embarrassed than she was!

After her search she was allowed to shower (still with the two watching) and then taken to a room that she shared with three other women until a day or so later when her mother was able to bail her out. No further search was done.

Now, I know the above sounds like fantasy, but I did ask Tara if she was embellishing her story for my amusement and she insisted that she wasn't. Tara and I had an online flirtation for several months and I was planning to visit her. A strip-search roleplay was planned, among other things, but sadly she met someone else first, and I never got the chance

[mateodumbarton]

Wow, both stories were super hot and as real as they get, especially the second one. Can't believe they watched her shower too. Where did you "meet" these women btw?

[bertrumm00057]

Wow, both stories were super hot and as real as they get, especially the second one. Can't believe they watched her shower too. Where did you "meet" these women btw?

Met both online on different adult fantasy sites.

[TB6924]

I got arrested at a protest over the summer and was strip searched upon arriving at the jail. I had to strip down in front of two guards, and they searched through my clothes. The main guard felt through my hair, used a flashlight to look in my nose and mouth, searched between my fingers and toes, and checked under my arms. He searched through my pubes, felt all over my dick and balls, I had to bend over and spread my cheeks, he searched up my ass, had me squat and cough, and then gave me a uniform and had me get dressed.

[bertrumm00057]

Thanks for sharing!

[cascandi]

I found that regularly skimming through the social media platforms, such as Quora or Reddit, yields a lot of accounts of strip searches conducted in reality. This fact excites me a lot, with realization that what I can imagine and fantasize about, has indeed happened to these human beings. Sometimes you may even have a chance to ask more questions or to engage in a chat about this topic with someone who had that first hand experience.

I will start sharing my findings with this Quora thread: https://www.quora.com/As-a-female-how-d ... ked-for-me

It's a very good question, and the first answer is as follows:

It was an extremely embarrassing, humiliating and stressful experience.

When I was a (much sillier) 22-year-old and worked temporarily in the USA, I was arrested for a serious traffic offence. I was taken to county jail for the night. So, after taking my shoes, watch and fingerprints, they led me to a “bathroom” where I was told by two middle-aged ladies that I will be searched. I don’t remember the exact words, but they said that I will have to remove all articles of clothing, one at a time and submit for body search. Quite shocked of what I’ve heard, I have asked whether this means I will be completely undressed. They answered yes.

Obviously, this made me very distressed, so I told them through tears that I will most certainly die right there from sheer embarrassment. I asked them nicely if this was necessary. Their only response was that such was the process and I have to comply. They clearly got more and more annoyed and I felt like the only way was to comply.

I couldn’t believe it was happening. It felt like I was imprisoned in some third-world country – not in what I perceived to be the center of civilization. It was chilly (felt no higher than 60 degrees F) and I was tired and had mild fever since I’ve caught a cold the day before – I mentioned it too, but they dismissed it as if I was an annoyance and had no right to say or feel anything. They were not rude or anything, but their behavior was beyond indifferent. I felt like an object and it made it twice as hard on me.

First, they instructed me to take off my jewelry and clothes, piece by piece, as they examined them. When they told me to remove bra and underwear, I started crying, telling them that’s enough, feeling beyond embarrassed. It was obvious at this point there was nothing on me – the thought that I casually drive from work with weapons or drugs “down there” was beyond ridiculous. Still, they had none of it – they coldly ordered once again to remove everything. Even the stockings and glasses for some reason, what could be concealed there and how? It made me feel like I was in a blurry, bleak nightmare. After I was done, they asked me to step back to the wall facing them and just “stand still with arms down your sides” as another officer started going through my clothes again – one more time, turning every item inside out. Slowly and meticulously. For fifteen minutes or so, maybe less in reality, but it seemed like forever. I told them it was freezing cold – they ignored me. One of them could have searched me during that time but they didn’t bother, leaving me to stand there naked and vulnerable, not even able to clearly see. There was absolutely no need for it to be done like this. I’ve had a strong feeling that it was them teaching me a lesson to always obey.

Then they asked me to comb through my hair, open my mouth, show behind my ears, move my arms around, turn around a few times, lift my breasts. There was not much to lift, but I had to pretend until they were satisfied. “Wiggle your toes” thing (my toes are not wiggly so I failed miserably). Then it came. “Bend over. Spread buttocks. Cough. Split vaginal lips. Wider. Cough. Cough more.” I felt humiliated, violated and close to the point of physically vomiting.

Finally, they asked me to shower. The shower was not so warm either.

Afterwards. they gave me my glasses back, got me dressed into short sleeved overalls (no underwear) and put me into an unremarkable solitary cell where I had a not-so-delicious dinner and a not-so-good sleep until new day has come, at which point I eventually regained my freedom.

I can’t say it traumatized me for life. I still remember it though and these memories make me extremely uncomfortable. I feel like there must be other less invasive ways to check for contraband – that do not involve making a young woman who is unwell standing exposed and shivering in front of two strangers while her belongings are turned inside out time and time again

[cascandi]

And a second one (this one is not anonymous, the girl looks cute on her profile pic)

It is indeed as embarrassing as it sounds.

When I went to jail, I tried to prepare myself, that it’ll be “just like a visit to the doctor”. Only it wasn’t. Even though the officer who searched me seemed to be understanding of my anxiety, she still made me feel that I wasn’t in control anymore, that I can’t refuse.

I was led into a room, kind of a pool shower room. I knew what to expect, thanks to Quora, so I was prepared and knew it was it as soon as they brought me there. The officer told me that I have to follow her orders. I explained to her that I have anxiety and am very uncomfortable with nudity, and asked, if I can keep underwear on. She said that she’ll do everything to preserve my dignity, however, that my body is required to be completely exposed for the search and I’d have to remove all clothing (I think that was the exact phrase she used). Apart from this, she was actually polite, and at the very least, not rude or demeaning.

So, I was told to remove shoes. Then socks. Then the sweater. Then the t-shirt. Then jeans. Then the bra. Then the rest of what was on me. Finally, the necklace and to undo my hair. All my belongings went into the bag, I was given a uniform to wear after the strip search was done.

I was told to follow further instructions, like holding my arms in front of me and showing the palms, combing fingers through my hair, opening my mouth, showing soles of feet etc. I was also told to expose intimate parts and squat and cough. As others here said, overall it was very uncomfortable. I’m writing this answer to try and get it off my chest and go on with my life.

[cascandi]

Last one for today, there is that thread on r/stripsearched with a very detailed description. I have managed to chat with the girl via PM when this popped up. Her Reddit account is not deleted but does seem inactive now.

[mikey22]

In high school. One of my wife’s friends. Who was in my home room. Failed an attempted suicide attempt. And was taken to a behavioral psych place for counseling.

About 6 weeks or so later she returned to school. And told me she was strip searched, when she was taken to the center.
Unfortunately she wouldn’t go into detail about it.
So I’d have to use my imagination.
She was short probably barely 5 ft. If that. With beautiful long blonde hair, with nice tits. From what I could notice by her clothes.

She was kind of a flirt or probably more of a tease. And would turn towards me, sitting sideways at her desk, usually with her legs spread a little wide. as we’d talk quietly before class. On one occasion she wore a pair of black peep toe pumps, with about a 4 inch heel. And sheer black nylons.
She also had a pair of blue and gray Gasoline jeans on.

All I could do was stare between her crotch and her feet. I think she knew and liked me admiring her lower body parts. For some reason probably just to tease, cause she wouldn’t give me the time of day for a legitimate date.
She slipped the slutty high heels off, and just sat there with her hosed feet flat on the floor. With her legs spread.
Of course I left the class with an aching boner.

I doubt seriously that the outfit she wore that day isn’t what she had on when she swallowed the handful of pills. To take her own life. Or what she had on, when she was sent to the psych center.

But in my fantasies that’s what she’d be wearing. For her strip search.
That was 1987 or early 88. And Im still thinking about it today.

[cascandi]

It's me again. Random searches for 'strip search' (pun intended) on Reddit do satisfy sometiimes.

A girl asks for a legal question but she describes her strip search experience in detail throughout the post. Also quite chatty in Reddit IMs about the strip search experience.

[TB6924]

Last one for today, there is that thread on r/stripsearched with a very detailed description. I have managed to chat with the girl via PM when this popped up. Her Reddit account is not deleted but does seem inactive now.

When you chatted privately with her, did she share any more details of her search?

[ss-lurky]

I've worked on a psychiatric ward where there was stripping of a young woman who was placed in isolation after she slapped a female nurse during conflict. It was done by male staff under the guise of patient safety. There was definitely a punitive element to it

I had mixed feelings at the time as I knew what the men were like and aside from being protective of their workmate, I'm sure they were looking for any old excuse due to her attractive appearance. I was removed from the situation and remember feeling both disgusted and a little disappointed that I "missed out".

Strangely, I'm not super comfortable with stories in these settings as it hits a little close to home, crossing the line from fantasy into real life, even though it's probably the basis for my interest.

[Gortmundy]

Ive probably carried out hundreds of strip searches. Not one was in any way even remotely erotic. Quite the reverse in fact.

[SteveBurke]

Ive probably carried out hundreds of strip searches. Not one was in any way even remotely erotic. Quite the reverse in fact.

What was your role? Cop? Prison guard?

[Gortmundy]

Police, not in US though. Most searches related to drugs and weapons, and being male they were overwhelmingly carried out on other males, though with some exceptions where the female was an extremely violent or disturbed individual and the risk to harm absolutely required it, and even then you were pretty much trying to hold a fighting person intent on self harm so a female officer could carry out the search. It was pretty much all horrible and demeaning, on all sides, and there were no incidents where it was even remotely sexy. Trust me, fantasy and role play is far more interesting. Real life strip searches are the absolute worst.