Flight Security
8 8 Flight Security by Margaret B Suggested by lillian That bitch is queer! She enjoyed every second from seeing me take off my shoes to using that light to look up my pussy. This was the first time I’ve flown since Master Rick put the rings in and I didn’t think. I just did not think that two small rings in my pussy lips hooked by a mailbox lock would set off the metal detector. Shit, was I wrong! As I stood in line, I realized the rings and lock might set off an alarm, but I hoped panties, pantyhose, skirt, and holding my legs together would be enough. Being pulled out of line and going through the whole routine with the wand was bad enough, but then I was taken by a female security agent to a private room. I felt like every eye was on me and I knew where those eyes were looking, right at my crotch. Another woman sitting at a desk in the small, clean, and brightly lit room told me what the law required and asked me to sign a form acknowledging my consent. “Please place all your belongings on the table and remove all your clothing”, the statement was short, tactful, and embarrassing. ...