by stevie_b » Tue Mar 09, 2021 1:45 pm
Great idea. My wife (Sarah) was 23 when we visited the Gambia. She is tall, with long blonde hair, long legs, very pretty and very naive. We were pulled to one side by a large fat, sweaty black man in a shabby uniform, who was backed by six armed police wearing equally disheveled uniforms. They steered us into a large smelly side room and proceeded to empty our cases. The large man stated that he was the Chief of Police and would place us in prison if there were drugs on us. As they went through Sarah's case, they found her skimpy panties and laughed as they held each pair up, touching them and examining them. We were both terrified. The Chief shouted when I tried to object and guns were immediately pointed at us...all we could do was be quiet and do what they said.
They made me strip naked and then forced me to sit on a wooden chair. Then they made Sarah undress until she was left only in her panties, then the Chief stepped forward and knelt in front of her and proceeded to tug her panties down her legs, his face inches from her blonde pubic hair. I imagine they'd not seen blonde pubic hair before because they were very excited and made her turn to each of them so they could have a good look. Then they cleared the table of our cases and made Sarah lay on her back on it. They moved me to near the end of the table where her feet were. They felt her breasts roughly and then the Chief got two of the men to hold an ankle each, and to pull her legs back and wide apart so that she was splayed open. The Chief then fingered her for a few minutes, and then let each of his men do the same. He then sent a man out to fetch something - I now know it is called a speculum - and a man came back carrying the metal tool which looked dirty and stained. The Chief pushed it into my wife's vagina causing her to yelp in pain, and then he wound it wide open. Each of them bent to have a good look up inside her, sometimes using fingers again to explore. They then released her and told us to get dressed and we were sent on our way. You might imagine, this has had a lasting effect on both of us in many ways. I often wish I could see that happen again, or that it had been filmed.