Story shared by someone from an old website called the Experience Project. Not sure if it’s a real story. What do you think?
Hello, there was a website years ago called the Experience Project. This was a user written story from there which seems like it’d fit into the forum.
I Got Searched – By MyDcups
Ok I’m game and will share my experience. Years ago I worked for a company that had a defense contract, I’m not supposed to talk about what I did there even though it wasn’t much. (It wasn’t a top secret CIA company or anything like that.)
I had a clerical job and didn’t have a high security clearance unlike the people in the production departments or in research/development. I got the job through a family friend and it was said at the interview there could be ***** searches and it was in the manual we were given. Of course the pay was high, so I took the job and thought “well, this will be interesting”.
Some of the parts to the computerized components we built could be very small, and from what I also heard some of the metals we used were specially developed alloys so even a metal shaving was secret. So the security sensitive stuff could potentially be hidden anywhere on the body. That was the reason for the ***** searches. Our security dept. was uniformed guards and they were an outside company contracted by us, I think our defense contract stipulated that but I’m not sure. They controlled access to and from the building and were more or less a constant presence in the production areas but not in the office areas where I worked.
I don’t think there was such a thing as a completely random ***** search there, but some people would disagree with that. But the reasons for the searches were often trivial, so it seems they just wanted you to know you could be searched any time. Here’s the things that could get you ***** searched. Leaving the building without permission before your shift was over, because you might be stashing something in your car or the parking lot. Being in an area you didn’t have clearance for but that didn’t happen very often because there were combination locks on doors plus the security guards. Being around something that turns up missing. Going to the bathroom suddenly after being around high security material, the reason being you might be going there to stash something more deeply on your body. Going to the bathroom more often than usual during the day, for the same reason. Acting nervous or not yourself as if you’ve got something to hide. Seeming to be trying to avoid the security guards or security cameras around the building. Being seen on camera with your back to the camera and doing something that looks suspicious with your hands. Being around someone who was under suspicion especially if one of you was away from your work area or were away from the cameras. Lying to management, even if it had nothing to do with you hiding something on your body. When searching you they could also just say they were acting on a tip, but I don’t think there usually was any tip, they just want you to think someone is always watching you.
You didn’t get ***** searched because the management or security didn’t like you, but if you mouthed off to security then you got searched more often from that point on. The guards never ******** anyone of the opposite sex or had opposite sexes together being searched. I heard they could legally if they wanted to, but it didn’t happen.
What I know of the searches come from my own experience of course, but also talking to the other workers. Here it is. There were 3 levels of searches, and they all had sarcastic nicknames we gave them. The 1st type we called “flashing” because you only had your private parts exposed briefly. You took off your outer clothes one at a time and handed them to the guard for them to examine, and they handed it back or tossed it on the chair next to you. Ladies took off their bra and those with big enough boobs (like me) lifted them up and then immediately put the bra back on. You pulled your underwear down off your hips and pulled the crotch part of the undies upward so they could see it. You did a 360 turn with your panties lowered and then pulled them back up and got dressed. “Flashes” weren’t done that often because if it was worth ***** searching you then it was usually worth searching you more fully.
The next level was a “bend and spread”. I hated that phrase. All your clothes came off but they still didn’t touch you, you ran your fingers through your hair and opened your mouth wide. You turned around and bent over and spread your *** cheeks and then your vagina lips. The 3rd type was a “ream job” and that was self-explanatory. They ran their fingers in your hair and in your mouth along your gums and under your tongue. You sat on a chair and put one leg at a time out and they stuck their fingers between your toes. The cavity search was both holes of course and they used Vaseline, first 2 fingers in the vagina and then 1 up the fanny. When it came time to go “bottoms up”, some guards told you to grab your ankles, and others told you to bend over and grab the chair, but usually they said “turn around and bend all the way over, and you could use the chair to steady yourself if you want”. Either way, they wanted you bent far down, so if you did use the chair you pretty much had your head and shoulders flat on the seat. I tried both ways, grabbing ankles once and using the chair once. I know that sounds weird but I only wanted to know which way felt less humiliating for future reference.
After they were done they had a “security enforcement report” to fill out that stated if the search found anything or not, and you signed off on it before leaving. I did hear of people being kept naked while they filled it out and had them sign it. I worked there a little over 2 years and had 2 bend & spreads, 2 ream jobs and one flash done to me. That would be about average for someone with a clerical job like me, the production staff would get them more often. For the flash I was searched alone, for each of the other types I was searched alone once and searched with another person once. Often people were searched on their last day because you might be using the opportunity to sneak something out. One of my bend & spreads was on the last day.
The number of guards in the room was always one more than people being searched. That would be a senior guard overseeing the whole thing. But that would be for the production or research-development departments whose part of the building was heavily patrolled by the guards. For a couple of reasons, if you worked in the office part of the building, they decided a company big boss could be the extra person verifying the search instead of a security guard. For the females it was Thomasine, the head of Human Resources. That woman was there for all 5 of my searches.
The search room had chairs along the 2 longer walls. There was a door from the hallway and a door into the security dept. office at the other end, you were brought in from the hallway and when you were done you exited through their office. If both genders were being searched then the guys or the ladies would wait in the hall for their turn. If 2 people were being searched, they would put them on opposite sides of the room and if more than 2 then they would put half along each wall and space them out as far as possible. The most I ever heard of being ******** at one time was 4 people.
The guards always escorted you to the search room so if you saw one walking up to you out of the blue you knew what was up. Some were formal and would say “come with me please” but others were more loose. They would come up to you and say “yup, you know where we’re going, so come and get it over with”. Some of the shy workers would go along quietly, but others were sarcastic and said stuff like “well, see you all later, I’m off to get naked.” Walking down the hallway escorted by the guard and passing someone, especially a cute guy, who knew where you’re going would feel so humiliating.
One middle aged Southern lady named Bonnie would always say “SO IT’S BARE BOTTOMED FOR ME!!” when the guards came up to her. She was one of the ones who mouthed off to the guards and was getting a ream job at least once a month. There was a legend about her. During one of her first strips she argued with the guards about something or other. Wanting to make some sort of a point, she said she would go back to work naked for the rest of the day in protest. But when it came to it, she did it wearing her girdle (she didn’t like her panties seen) and with her nipples “X”ed over with tape. Swear to god. I didn’t see it, it was before my time there.
Being ***** searched on the job is definitely not like having it done to you by law enforcement or airport security, because you had to see these people every day, both the guards and your coworkers. Getting redressed in front of the people who saw you ******** and probed is just as embarrassing in its own way as stripping. There was a lot of gossip about the searches, so you felt everyone was picturing it done to you when they heard you were searched. The only way to not feel crushed by the shame afterwards was to think “Well so what, I still got my pride” and try to feel cocky about it as soon as your clothes are back on. I would sort of overcompensate with that feeling and walk in a jaunty way the rest of the day after a search.
My second ream job happened with a new girl (Beth). I was doing her training so I was sort of her acting boss. Her guard walked her in when I was well into my search, and because she was new her guard spent longer than usual explaining the protocol to her. She saw me reamed and everything and she didn’t look away. I left the room just when her outer clothes were coming off, so there was a big difference in what she saw of me and what I saw of her. For all I know she only had to “flash”. Sure enough, when she came back out of the room she was never timid around me again. The whole thing hung in the air uncomfortably for me from then on.
One of my “bend & spreads” happened with a nervous girl (Jeanette) and it was her first search. She was so nervous she didn’t seem to know what was expected of her, so when she had to bend over, she did it in a real squatty way, really sticking her *** out. It was an awkward moment when the two guards, me, and Thomasine pretended not to notice and no one looked each other in the eye. But a couple of minutes later, when I had to bend over after Jeanette left, my guard told me “Let’s go, really put out, like Jeanette!” So I had to, damn it, and Thomasine seemed to think it was funny and smiled, that ***** who always had the benefit of her clothes while watching me go through all this.
It was weird with Thomasine, her being an executive and not a uniformed guard. She was the Human Resources director, so I would go up to her office when I had a question about my vacation time, or my insurance plan, or benefits or whatever, and we both knew she’s seen me ******** and in nasty positions and fingers put up in me. She was in her early or mid 40’s and had short dark hair, she looked like a plain jane version of Janine Turner. She always acted so condescending to everybody. I can’t say I liked her.
Story Sounds believable strip searching comes with the territory with this job position. strip searches should be allowed to be conducted on members of the opposite sex seems a bit silly as its part of the security guards job description.