My company had been commissioned by the Rowattaa government to install secret camera's in strategic locations. They were concerned about the level of corruption at local level especially as it was having an effect on the already limited tourist trade.
It was my second month there and following complaints of harassment and even rape by a group of tourist, I was installing cameras in the customs interrogation rooms and holding centre at the airport. The so-called holding rooms were in fact a row of three cell blocks.
I'd secretly installed the cameras over night, each one no bigger than the tip of a pen and was busy setting up the TV monitors and recorder in an adjacent building. As the last monitor sprang into life I could clearly see the arrivals desk, the interrogation room and all of the cells. One cell was already being used as an overflow from the local prison and was occupied by several unruly convicts. They were typical thugs, black large and sweaty.
A little while later my attention was caught by a group arriving from America. They were mostly black Africans but suddenly, amongst the throng appeared two white faces. I had to look twice as the most gorgeous blond stepped up to the desk. She was tall, dressed in a halter top and short safari skirt and from they way her tits bounced it was obvious she was not wearing a bra. Her big, and I mean big tits were just struggling to get out and as she walked, every man in the room looked at her. She was a real stunner but boy did she know it.
Her husband looked rather nervous at all the attention she was attracting and taking her arm he lead her towards the passport counter. "Your name?" the man behind the desk enquired, "Jim and Judy …….." The last bit was obscured by noise, I made a mental note to change the microphone on camera 1. "And what is the purpose of your visit?"
"My wife and I are archaeologists." The passport control officer picked up a telephone and a few minutes later a large black guy appeared dressed in a shabby suit. This guy looked real ugly and menacing with a purple scar running across one cheek and another above his right eye. "Come with me please," he said to the couple.
He led them into the interrogation room and made them stand, their backs to the far wall. "Wait there," he snapped and left the room. "What's going on Jim," the lovely Judy said clinging to her husbands arm, "oh don't worry, you know what these third world countries are like, they've probably never seen an American passport before, it will be OK, you'll see."
A few minutes later the big ugly guy arrived back, only this time he had four soldiers with him and the couples luggage. The soldiers were shabbily dressed but each one carried a riffle. They all starred at Judy as they entered, laughing and talking in there own language. Opening the first case, the ugly guy riffled through Jims belongings, pocketing cash and several other items along the way. Then he went through Judy's case, holding up her sexy underwear for the others to see.
"Hey, what the hells going on?" demanded Jim. The civilian went up to Jim and told him to spread his arms. Jim refused. A nod from Mr ugly and two soldiers immediately pushed him roughly against the wall. "OK, OK, just tell me what's going on," said Jim spreading his arms. He was searched from head to toe before being roughly pushed to the other side of the room.
"You," the man said pointing at Judy. "Now listen here Mister," Jim said as the guy pushed Judy against the wall. Before Jim could utter another word a riffle butt was slammed into his stomach knocking the wind out of him.
Jim watched in agony as the big black man ran his hands over Judy's voluptuous body. Having ran them over the outside of her clothes he started to get more daring. With a huge grin displaying a row of white teeth, he slid his hand into the halter top and grabbed Judy's left breast. He spent ages squeezing it and playing with the nipple, all the time talking to the soldiers and roaring with laughter. Judy stood with her eyes shut tight as he continued his assault. Then, he undid the tie at the back of her neck and tried to expose both tits to the laughing men. Judy put her hands up to stop the top falling but was immediately grabbed by two more soldiers and her hands forced roughly behind her back.
With nothing to stop him, ugly lowered the top. Her tits were incredible, large and upright with bright red nipples the size of a dime. With nothing to stop him he grabbed both tits and pulled on the nipples causing Judy to cry out in pain. Next came the short skirt. One tug and the button fell to the floor allowing the short rap round skirt to fall open. There was a groan of despair from Jim as he watched the man cup Judy's cunt mound in his big black hand, squeezing roughly and pushing his fingers into her slit forcing the material of her panties to disappear completely. As he played with her cunt, the two soldiers holding her played with her tits, all the time conversing in their own language and laughing at the couple's discomfort.
Recovering from the blow to his stomach, Jim suddenly broke free from his captors and rushed at the civilian assaulting his wife. As an ex marine he was both fit and capable and within seconds had laid the man out. He was setting about the two soldiers when the lights went out. One of the other guards hit him across the head with his riffle butt sending him crashing to the floor.
For a short moment the guards didn't know what to do but the big guy was coming round and started shouting instructions to them. They took Judy and shoved her in a vacant cell. She was dressed in nothing but a pair of high heels and skimpy black panties. Jim was thrown into the cell next to her, between her and the cell holding the other men. There was a lot of cheering and whistling from the prisoners. Eventually after a bucket of cold water was thrown over him Jim recovered consciousness.
"So, you want to play games," the ugly guy said, nursing a cut lip, "Good, we like to play games too." He shouted more instructions to the soldiers. With huge grins they dragged Judy from her cell and threw her into the one containing the convicts. For a few minutes there was a deathly hush, as Judy stood, back against the bars, covering her tits with her arms. The six convicts stood the other side of the small cell, not quiet sure what to do. Eventually the penny dropped and one by one they closed in on the terrified Judy. "Please no, Jim, help me, noooooooo."
She was dragged to the middle of the cell and held down on a grubby wooden table. Her panties were ripped from her body and her legs forced open exposing her pink cunt lips. Jim was screaming from his cell but no one paid any attention, all eyes were on Judy, spread eagled over the table with six sex starved men waiting to ravish her lovely white body. One guy was already fingering her cunt, forcing first two and then four fingers deep inside her. She cried out as others tortured her already abused and sore tits. Jim watched in horror as the men started to strip off. "Now you will see how we treat drug smugglers," ugly said to Jim, obviously enjoying his discomfort.