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Forced Stripsearch by Security
I would have alot of trouble believing these stories about strip searches if
it did not happen to me and my friend one day.
When I was 17 my best friend and I cut class and went to the local mall and
shopped and hung out most of the day. Before we left we decided to go
through one more dept store on our way out. We tried on quite a few
different things and then we started for the door laughing. As soon as we stepped
outside, a plain clothes security guard asked us to come back in the store
with him. He acted very polite and professional, so I did not become nervous
or anything because I figured they would realize we were innocent and let us
go. We went to a room upstairs and he asked us if we had any knives on us or
anything like that. We both said no, but he patted us down anyway. I still
was not concerned yet because it looked alot like a normal office, not a
jail like I imagined. In fact he even left the door open and we could see
office staff walking by once in a while. Finally he told us that we were
suspected of stealing clothing. I said that this wasn't true, we paid for
everything. We handed him our bags and receipts so he could search them. He
spent about 10 minutes looking through our things and then he said that
everything seems to be fine with our BAGS. He said that he still believed we
stole something, so he said he was going to bring in the police. Now I was
starting to get upset because everything was taking so long.
He went over and closed the door and said that we could end it all here and
now if we took off our clothes down to our underwear for a strip search.
I protested loudly that there was no way I was going I was going to take off my
clothes in front of him or anyone else. He then made us believe that if the police
had to be called, they would strip us completely naked and photograph us for
police records whether we were guilty or not. Now I started to get scared,
because I was innocent and I was still being forced into this humiliation.
My friend Melissa was starting to cry and said let's just do it and get it
over with. So I gave in and agreed to this BS story and striped down to my
underwear, then Melissa did the same. Melissa was starting to shake and cry
even more because to my horror I saw that the underwear she was wearing was
actually a very expensive panty and bra set that she had just STOLEN, still
with the tags on it! I couldn't believe that she had done this, and now I
was mad at her for getting us into this mess. The security guard was very
angry and he ordered her to immediately step around his desk and remove the
stolen clothing before he has to do it himself! Melissa quickly took off all
else that she was wearing. She didn't wear any underwear that day because
she knew that she would just steal some at the mall. He then told her to
stand next to the wall facing him with her hands on her head. I felt kind of
embarrassed for her even though this was all her fault. Then he asked me if
I had anything else to hide. I told him no, so he told me to put my hands on
his desks and spread my legs. Then the pervert rubbed his hands inside my
panties and bra feeling me rather forcefully. He made us stand next to each
other with our hands on our heads while he finished his "paperwork". I think
he was getting on Melissa's boobs jiggling as she cried. When he was done he
told us to get dressed. He just glared at us the whole time, and then he
told us to leave. I was so mad at Melissa that I did not talk to her all the
way home.
I have always been somewhat of an exhibitionist and I usually like it when a
guy sees me in my underwear or if I "accidentally" fall out of my top at the
beach. But that incident at the mall made me feel very humiliated and angry.
Probably because I had no control in the situation.
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