We've been granted full access to one of the country's busiest airports. Our cameras will follow the customs officers as they go about their daily duties. We will learn the procedures they must perform to protect our borders. From baggage checks to full body pat-downs to intimate body searches - no one and nowhere is off limits. The tough women of the are strict and efficient and we'll see how they deal with even the most difficult of passengers.

The Border Agency are the country's first line of defence. Their job is to ensure no contraband or illegal substances make it into the country.

They search through thousands of pieces of baggage every day on the lookout for anything suspicious.

It's a tough job, and only the toughest people are recruited. Their powers are absolute.

They are: THE BORDER SQUAD.

Russian citizen Yosef Belozerchev has just arrived from Moscow and has been singled out by officer Virginia Gregson for a random bag check. She explains that this is just routine and nothing to worry about.

"So if I could have your passport and customs declaration form please," asks Virginia briskly and Yosef hands them over. He's in a hurry and doesn't have time for this but realises it would be stupid to cause a fuss.

She quickly checks his passport and then carefully reads through his declaration form. It's common for people to try and bring things into the country without declaring and paying duty on them.

"So this says you've brought no foodstuffs with you is that correct?" She asks just to confirm.

"Yes. yes. I have nothing. No foods." He hopes she'll give him his papers back and wave him on - he has an important meeting with one of his associates in an hour's time and doesn't want to be late.

"And only 200 cigarettes?" She verifies. "Yes. That is all," he answers. But Virginia's instincts tell her he's not being honest. "Will you open your bag for me please sir?"

Yosef groans - this is just what he needs. "Is there problem?" He asks gruffly.

"It's just a routine check. Nothing to be worried about. We just need to make sure you haven't exceeded your allowances." She carefully moderates her tone to keep the situation calm.

Reluctantly he unzips his case aware that any delay here at the airport could cause problems with the business he's here to conduct.

He opens his case in front of the female customs officer warily. Perhaps he should have been a little more honest on his declaration form - but he never expected to be stopped.

"Right!" Exclaims Virginia, seizing a packet from his bag, it seems her suspicious were correct.

"I can see you've brought some food in with you..." She begins, but Yosef interrupts her.

"Is not food. Is just some snacks," he tries to argue - realising he could be in trouble here.

"I'm afraid it is food sir, and you didn't list it on your form here," Virginia isn't about to get into an argument with this man. The law is very clear and he will just have to accept whatever she says.

"Is just a couple of snacks, I didn't think is going to be a problem," says Yosef. "It's more than just a couple of snacks and it isn't listed on your form," she replies firmly.

"I understand. I sorry," he tries to look humbled hoping she'll use her discretion and let him off.

"Let's see what else you've got in here. Now you said on your form there were just 200 cigarettes..."

Virginia rummages in his bag and finds something hidden under his clothes.

"But you've packed double that?" She quizzes, holding up a second package. "I forget that I pack so many," he pleads.

"It was special offer. I remember now. It is easy mistake to make!" He tries to make light of it but Virginia isn't at all impressed as she uncovers a third packet.

"So you're well over your allowance," she admonishes. "I really very sorry," says the big Russian, "I make silly mistake."

"But you were clearly asked on the form what you were bringing in," says Virginia, not prepared to let him off so easily.

"I know. I must be more careful when filling in form. You can take the cigarettes I have nothing more to hide," Yosef is starting to get a little worried. This woman is very officious and he's a feeling she can't be bargained with.

She stares him right in the eyes. There's something evasive about him that she doesn't like. "I'm going to take a swab of your case now to test for banned substances," she says. "Banned substances?" He questions, "but is only a few cigarettes. Is nothing!"

Virginia grabs a swab and returns to where the man is standing shiftily. Yosef certainly wasn't expecting anything like this and starts to sweat.

The swab will tell her if one of a list of prohibited chemicals has come into contact with his bag recently. "You definitely packed this bag yourself sir?" She checks before starting.

"Yes. I really don't know what's the problem," he blusters. She wipes it around the inside carefully. She can tell the man is starting to get a little agitated - it will be interesting to see what the test reveals.

Yosef is helpless but to watch as the woman works. He's fully aware of her power over him and it makes him uncomfortable. He's used to being the one giving orders!

Virginia passes the swab over the scanner and waits for the data to come up on screen. She has no concern for how long the man will have to wait, the most important thing is that she is thorough and does her job properly.

Her next words send a chill down his spine. "I'm sorry sir, but your bag has tested positive for banned substances."

"What? What you mean?" He stammers angrily. He realises things could be about to get very difficult for him.

"We're trained to look out for suspicious behaviour and that gentleman is acting dubiously. He's sweating and is clearly agitated."

"And doing a swab of his bag has picked something up that requires me to investigate further."

"I'm now going to do a further search of your bag," explains Virginia, "to see if there is anything else concealed inside." It's important he understands what she is about to do as the situation is now very serious.

"It's just a few clothes," says Yosef reaching towards his luggage. "Please keep your hand away from the bag," orders Virginia sternly, moving his hand away. She won't allow him to interfere with her while she carries out her task.

"Just stand there and calm down," she instructs as she begins to empty his case.

She takes his garments out one by one, holding them up to examine them closely before piling them up to one side.

For Yosuf it's a great insult to have this woman rummaging through his personal possessions. The way she casually handles his underwear in particular rankles him. In his country no woman would be allowed to treat a man like this.

"Is this going to take much longer?" He demands. "Well the sooner we get it over and done with the sooner we can finish," she replies - staring him out.

"Is just, I'm in bit of a rush you know." He tries to moderate his tone realising that getting angry here will achieve nothing.

Virginia feels along the bottom of his luggage. "Sir, there appears to be a false panel in the bottom of your suitcase!" She exclaims. "What are you talking about," he cuts in, "can we just make this faster I have to run. There is nothing there."

"I'm going to have to check this out. Is there anything you'd like to tell me?" She gives him the chance to explain. "Is nothing! I have nothing to hide," he sticks to his guns hoping he can convince her.

"There seems to be something in the lining of his case so we're going to do a further inspection."

"We'll open it up and see what's there. Mr Belozerchev could be in serious hot water."

Virginia returns with a knife so she can cut open the lining to Yosef's case. This is a common way people try to smuggle things into the country and is one of the first places customs officers check.

She makes a small hole revealing some suspicious looking white powder.

'Fuck!' Thinks Yosef to himself. He thought he'd just walk straight through customs and be on his way by now - he hadn't banked on being stopped. Now this officious woman has found something.

"Can you tell me what this is sir?" She says accusingly, showing him a sample of the substance.

Yosef starts to panic and scratches his head trying to think of an excuse.

"No. No! I buy the bag yesterday from the market. It must have come like that," he stammers.

"You're telling me you have no idea what this is in your case?" She persists. "No. Is not mine. I never see anything like that before." He thinks it best just to deny everything.

Virginia is not at all convinced by his innocent act. "Would you object to a pat-down sir? I'd like to see if you have anything else concealed about your person." Yosef agrees, deciding the pat-down will give him time to come up with a convincing story.

"I can take you through to the office if you'd like? Or we can just do it here - which would be quicker." She offers him the choice.

He doesn't really want to go through to the office and the sooner he can get this over with the better. After all, it'll just be a case of her running her hands down his clothes to check for any suspicious bumps won't it? "Here is better. I got nothing to hide," he says.

Yosef realises that he'd best play along and hope he can convince the woman he knows nothing about the mysterious white powder in his case.

But Virginia is not a woman to be duped. She had a feeling this one would have something to hide and it looks like she was right. If Yosef had any idea of the ordeal he's about to undergo he'd never have agreed so readily. "Please raise your arms sir and we can get started," instructs Virginia.

It doesn't matter how much Yosef protests, the powerful women of have the full authority of the law behind them and he knows it. Having discovered banned substances in his case, Virginia has decided to do a pat down to see if he's hiding anything about his person. Realising it would be better to cooperate Yosef has agreed and Virginia begins to feel him all over with her hands - checking for suspicious bulges.

Yosef starts to feel uneasy. He thought agreeing to the pat down right here in front of everyone was the best idea. But he starts to wonder if maybe he's made a mistake.

"Arms outstretched please Sir," orders Virginia, her skilful hands running all over his upper body.

She checks the lining of his jacket - one of the many places people try to hide things. Yosef tries to intimidate her by staring at her but she's not in the least threatened by him.

As her hands run down his body he starts to realise that this isn't a woman to cross. She could have him thrown in jail if she chooses.

But he doesn't like the way she casually gropes him, one of her hands straying very close to his groin. Her actions feel insulting to him.

Just then she startles him by reaching up and grabbing his crotch. "Hey!" He protests, but she just ignores him. Men are known to try and conceal things there assuming a customs office would be reticent to feel a man's privates.

But Virginia has no such compunction and gives it a good squeeze making him gasp. She would be failing in her duty if she didn't check every part of his body.

Yosef can do nothing but look down in bewilderment as the woman runs her fingers around the outline of his penis.

"Hmmm," she says to herself, "I'm not liking this at all."

She stands up to face Yosef. "It appears you've got something in your trousers," she says accusingly.

"Yes! Is my dick!" He retorts angrily - wondering where this woman gets off touching him up like this. "I don't like your tone of voice," says Virginia.

"I'm afraid we're going to have to do a further strip search," she continues and Yosef is horrified. What? "Is really necessary?" He asks.

"Yes, I'm afraid it is," and with that she starts to pull off his jacket. She will not tolerate rude or abusive behaviour and is well within her rights to strip him here and now.

"But, but, I got nothing to hide!" Yosef pleads. He made the mistake of being confrontational and now will have to pay the price.

"I'll be the judge of that," says Virginia and deftly pulls his t-shirt up, keen to get to the bottom of the mysterious protrusion in his trousers.

She whips his top off over his head and Yosef can feel the cool air against his exposed skin. He's aware there are other people passing through security staring at him and it's not pleasant.

Wasting no time, Virginia starts to check his upper body. Yosef appears very muscular but it's not unheard of for people to employ prosthetic body parts as a way of smuggling things. So she has to be sure it's all real.

"Is this something that you do regularly?" He asks peevishly, "You touch up men that come to your country?" The woman isn't perturbed at all.

"Just doing my job Sir," she explains, looking him right in the eye. She's dealt with bigger men than Yosef and is quick to put him in his place.

"Arms up behind your head please," she says, showing him what to do. "And keep them there." Her tone suggests it would be unwise to disobey.

She knows just how to handle angry men like Yosef!

He stands bemusedly as the woman checks every part of him. He cannot believe he's got himself into this position. His business associates will be waiting for him and he'll be in trouble if he doesn't turn up. They might think he's trying to cheat them.

He knows he must try and be more compliant so it's over and done with faster. But as she squeezes the muscles in his arms his instinct is to pull away.

Oblivious to his feelings she spins him around so she can continue her examination. She looks for any discolouration of the skin that might indicate something that shouldn't be there.

"Do you have to do it like that? There must be some other way to do it?" Yosef is starting to get uncomfortable with the way she touches him.

"This is the way it has to be done," she says decisively. He's starting to get on her nerves so she makes a decision.

"Daniela, can I get some help over here please?" She calls over to her colleague. It'll be easier to keep him in check if there are two of them.

Daniela is less experienced than Virginia but is happy to assist and makes her way over.

"Mr Belozerchev here is being a little difficult. If you can give me a hand we can get this done much quicker," explains the senior woman.

The women spin him around. Although he's keen to get this finished as quickly as possible, he feels even more concerned now that there are two women touching him.

"Hey!" He exclaims as Daniela gives his backside a firm squeeze. "Do you have to touch it there like that? Come on!"

"Right, let's see what you've got in here Sir," says Virginia making a grab for his belt. Yosef gulps.

"I'll remind you that you agreed that we could conduct our investigations right here," she tells him as she unbuckles it. He suddenly realises that he's made a big mistake. But it's too late.

Between her and Daniela they unbutton his fly. He feels helpless as they work together. What has he agreed to?

He stares down wondering just how far they'll go. He doesn't relish the prospect of being stood in his underwear in the busy airport. But what if they decide that's not enough?

Virginia begins to slide his jeans down. Her concern is the security of her country - his feelings don't come into the matter.

Daniela is mesmerised by the bulge in his tight fitting trunks. She's not witnessed many strip searches yet and is less confident than her colleague.

Virginia has a quick check of the bulge that has aroused her suspicions. But the material of his underwear is getting in the way and she can't tell exactly what it is.

She takes off his shoes and socks and removes his trousers completely. She takes no pleasure in her task - it's just part of her job.

The two women move behind him and Yosef starts to panic. "There is no need for this! Please stop doing it in front of these people!" He splutters as he feels their hands on the waistband of his underpants.

"Sir you need to calm down and let us do our job," warns Virginia, demonstrating to Daniela that she is very much in charge of the situation.

The two women start to roll his underpants down. Yosef is dumbstruck. Where he comes from no woman would dare to undress a man like this without his permission.

But he has absolutely no power here and the customs officers are intent on carrying out the examination.

Another tug and his penis and testicles bounce out into view. He feels horribly vulnerable in the busy room with people stopping to stare as they go past.

He watches glumly as they take his underpants right off, instructing him to step out of them so there's no chance of him pulling them back up.

Virginia looks up at him. He's not so cocky now but she can tell by his body language that he's not happy. "The sooner you cooperate, the sooner we can get this over and done with," she reminds him.

"But is not right. You should not be doing this to me. I have rights!" He knows he should keep quiet but cannot help himself.

"Put your hands back UP and keep QUIET!" Orders Virginia firmly, exerting her authority. Yosef instantly shuts up and does as he's told. Being naked in front of everyone is a humbling experience for the shady businessman.

"Now then," says Virginia reaching round and grabbing his penis in her hand, "let's see what we've got here." Yosef panics - horrified to find himself in such a compromising position.

Yosef grits his teeth. This is like nothing he's ever experienced before and he doesn't know how to react. The two women have quickly and efficiently relieved him of his clothing leaving him completely exposed. But he'd better learn to control his temper because Virginia and Daniela have ways of dealing with threatening behaviour that would shock even him.

Where Yosef comes from he's a very powerful man. He's used to having women at his feet - but not like this. The two customs officers aren't here to pleasure him, quite the opposite. To them his naked body is merely something to be scrutinised for any other banned substances he might be trying to hide. Their actions make the big man angry - but he's well aware of who is in charge here and must keep his rage in check for fear of the consequences.

Virginia handles the bulbous head of Yosef's penis, squeezing it between her fingers to make sure it is real. In her experience men will try anything to get one over on those whose job it is to protect the country's borders.

Encouraged by her superior, Daniela cautiously reaches in and touches his scrotum. Her lack of experience makes her unsure as to whether it's normal or not.

She presses her fingers into the soft skin probing his testicles. She's thrilled to be given this opportunity to improve her knowledge.

Yosef watches glumly as the two women pull his privates about. He wants to shout at them, to tell them to leave him alone - but he daren't.

But worse than the humiliation of being manhandled, he's starting to find himself responding to their touch and becoming aroused.

Virginia conducts her examination in a no-nonsense manner handling him quite roughly without regard for his feelings. To her this is just a part of her job.

Yosef tries to calm himself down reminding himself that it would be completely inappropriate to get an erection in this situation. But it's not easy.

Feeling his penis twitch in her grip Virginia looks up at him warningly. She's come across men who get off on having their genitals touched before - and is not impressed.

Daniela looks at his penis with increasing amazement - it appears to be getting bigger! Unlike her colleague she has little knowledge of men who lack self-control.

The man's penis has definitely got longer and thicker but that doesn't deter Virginia from her duties. She must check it thoroughly until she's happy everything is above board.

She hands it to Daniela who is surprised at how much heavier it's become. She copies what she saw Virginia do trying to ignore that way it throbs in her hand.

Virginia looks up at Yosef again unhappy that he is showing them such a lack of respect. Still, at least it's good experience for her young assistant.

Another passenger who's been stopped glances over nervously, wondering what the other man has done to warrant such a public examination.

Despite his best attempts Yosef cannot seem to stop himself from becoming hard. Although still riled he cannot help but be overwhelmed by the actions of the two women.

The two women continue with the task at hand trying to ignore the man's ever-hardening member. Virginia is still deeply suspicious of him and wouldn't be surprised if he was trying to secrete something about himself.

Daniela lets go of Yosef's penis and it bobs about heavily. Nothing he does seems to have any effect. He just hopes they will complete their checks soon before anything else happens.

He lets out an involuntary moan as Daniela grabs hold of him again and tugs on his manhood. Although he knows she is just doing her job, her manipulation of his privates is driving him wild.

"As you can see," explains Virginia, "Mr Belozerchev here has grown an erection. Some men are unable to exercise self-control - even in a situation like this."

Ysoef loses his temper. "What you expect? You are touching my cock! Of course I will get erection!" The moment the words are out of his mouth he regrets them.

"Mind your language Sir! We are just doing our job," says Virginia, a cold edge to her voice.

She's had enough. "I think we should examine your backside now," she says and the two women spin him around. Yosef gulps realising he's just made things more difficult for himself. And he's aware that time is passing - his business partners will be getting restless.

"So," says Virginia to Daniela, "we need to check his buttocks. This is another area where people will try to hide things assuming that we wouldn't be likely to check."

Daniela starts prodding Yosef's firm backside gingerly. She'll have to learn all about how to conduct a strip search so she can do them on her own in future.

"Don't be afraid to grab hold of his buttocks and give them a good squeeze. It's the only way to be sure they are all natural," explains the senior woman to her protégé.

She stands up and holds the man in place in case he tries to struggle while Daniela begins her investigation.

"That's right, feel them all over, every inch," says Virginia but Yosef starts to protest. "Hey! That's enough now. Leave my ass alone!"

"Right Sir," says Virginia in a loud clear voice that echoes around the room, "we're going to have to conduct a cavity search since you're being uncooperative. You need to bend over."

Yosef doesn't understand what she means and stands there dumbly. 'What is this cavity search?' He wonders to himself. Impatient to get moving the woman places her hand on his back.

She pushes him down into position. "There we go," she says, "now stay like this until I say otherwise." Having already angered her the big Russian decides it would be best to do as she says.

He rests his head against the table wondering what she's about to do. He suddenly starts to get nervous. It's not a nice position to be in with his anus exposed like this.

He feels the women's fingers on his buttocks, pulling them apart and stretching his sphincter as they peer at his anus. He doesn't like where this is going.

His flesh crawls and his spine tingles as this most private part of his body is on display for anyone who happens to be passing to see.

Virginia goes over to the other side of the room and fetches some rubber gloves. Yosef is paralysed with fear. What is she about to do?

He holds on to his buttocks as he's been instructed and silently quakes. He has a horrible feeling that a cavity search won't be something he'll enjoy.

"Hygiene is very important so we must put on these gloves," Virginia tells Daniela, "then we can check that there is nothing hidden in Mr Belozerchev's rectum."

Yosef hears the two women snap on their gloves. This is getting serious! He thinks how he'd lose face with his colleagues if they ever found out he'd allowed himself to be put in such a compromising position.

"No. No! I didn't agree to this," he pleads realising what they are about to do.

But his words fall on deaf ears. Virginia is determined to conduct a full and thorough examination. His voice draws the attention of the other passenger who looks over in shock and fear.

Virginia explains the procedure to her assistant. "We need to feel inside Mr Belozerchev to make sure there is nothing concealed in his anal cavity. It's not an easy task but we must persist until we are sure."

"That's right, place your finger against the entrance here. Now he'll try to resist, so it will take some pressure to penetrate him. But if you press hard enough you'll be able to get in."

Daniela slowly drives her finger into Yosef's anus. The entrance feels very tight around her fingertip and it takes a lot of effort to get further. But she's keen to impress her boss and tries her hardest.

Yosef lets out a grunt of agony and starts to sweat. Although a man whose scars testify to how tough he is, this is like nothing he's ever experienced before.

Virginia encourages Daniela to work her way deeper inside him. It's important that they check thoroughly - regardless of how much discomfort it causes.

Yosef howls with pain. It feels like a sharp spike is being driven into him. He fights back tears ashamed that he's showing signs of weakness in front of the two women.

The two customs officers are heedless of him, focussed intently on what they are doing as Daniela works her finger in deeper still.

"Ah!" She says as she finally gets it in as far as it will go. She then proceeds to feel around the inside of his anus causing him even more pain.

Yosef grits his teeth against the invasion of his rectum. He'll never be able to forget this burning sensation as the woman behind him probes him internally.

"Good. Good." Virginia is pleased that Daniela is showing such aptitude for the task. She worried that the younger woman might find it difficult to penetrate a man like this, but she seems to be taking it in her stride. "I'd like a second opinion," says Daniela.

They swap over and Virginia inserts her finger. Yosef's anus is a little looser now but it still takes some effort to get inside him.

As the senior officer present she must make sure he is thoroughly searched both externally and internally.

Yosef can't believe how long this is taking. It feels like an age that he's had to stay bent uncomfortably over while the women take turns at fingering him.

"Hmmm, I see what you mean," says Virginia concerned and Yosef's heart skips a beat. What does she mean by that?

"OW!" He yells as she twists her finger around inside him causing an extra burst of pain. "Please. Enough!"

"I'm not sure if I can feel something or not. It's like there's something just out of reach," says the woman as she repeatedly rams her finger in and out of him.

Their other colleague Natasha looks over at the noise to see if they need assistance. But they seem to have the man under their control.

Yosef has never been in such a horrible position. There's nothing he can do or say to stop the two women from thoroughly inspecting his anus. He feels emasculated having to stay there and take it.

"I'm afraid this has proved inconclusive," says Virginia brusquely, "we shall have to try something else."

Yosef cannot help but let out a moan of frustration and fear. His body is in agony but the two officers don't seem to care. He just wants to get dressed and get out of here, but it looks like that won't be happening any time soon. And just what does the woman mean by trying something else?

It feels like the two women have been rummaging around in Yosef's rectum for hours. Virginia is naturally suspicious of the cagey man and wants to be completely sure that he isn't trying to smuggle something through. But even with Daniela's assistance she's having difficulty and has declared the results inconclusive. If Yosef thinks this means he's off the hook then he's in for a nasty surprise.

An angry and pained Yosef struggles to control his emotions. He's aware of the presence of a young man standing close by and gawking at him and it doesn't improve his mood. If only he hadn't agreed to having his examination right here where everyone can see!

"Up on the table now Mr Belozerchev," instructs Virginia and the two women quickly manhandle him into position. They should have better access to his anus with him on his back and Daniela can't wait to get stuck in.

She slides her finger inside him once again. It doesn't get any easier, the burning pain intensifies every time she drives her digit deep into him.

He grits his teeth, trying to retain some sense of his macho persona. But it's difficult to look tough when you are on your back with your legs in the air and a woman is penetrating your arse.

"Well done. Have a good feel around," says Virginia to encourage the younger woman.

"Like this?" Checks Daniela. "Exactly. You're doing just fine," replies Virginia. She's proud of her newest team member and the way she is learning so quickly.

The women ignore the stifled moaning sounds coming from the man they are examining. But it's alarming for the other man whose luggage is also being checked. He's glad he's not having to undergo such a degrading ordeal.

"So my colleague is conducting an inspection of this man's rectum. The anal cavity is one of the places people will try to hide things to get past our security."

"It's also an opportunity for Daniela to learn the intricacies of this process. I just hope for Mr Belozerchev's sake that she doesn't find anything."

"Please! Enough! I can't take any more. There is nothing up my ass!" Yosef pleads, at the end of his tether.

Virginia returns to Daniela's side so their other colleague Natasha can get back to her subject. "I'm really not sure if there's anything there or not," confesses Daniela not wanting to risk making a mistake.

Yosef listens with dismay as Virginia offers to have another go herself. "For Christ's sake," he stutters, unable to believe that this horrible procedure is to be continued even longer.

But the two women have a duty to protect the boarders of the country. It doesn't matter how uncomfortable he is, they will carry on until they are satisfied.

Virginia wrigglers her finger into the protesting man. She's quite satisfied that their internal examination of Yosef is justified and has the law on her side.

He tries hard not to cry out again as it just serves to attract more attention from passers by. But a muffled grunt escapes his lips.

And he cannot help but let out a yelp when the woman twists her hand around, probing the inside of his anal cavity.

He wishes he hadn't been so stupid as to try and bring food and cigarettes into the country without declaring them - he's paying a high price for it now.

"Hmmm," mutters Virginia in a manner that makes Yosef feel suddenly concerned.

"Come on already!" He shouts, unable to contain himself any longer, "You've had your fingers up my ass for long enough. There's nothing there!"

But it's up to Virginia how long she takes and she won't be deterred by his aggressive attitude.

She'd be remiss in her duties if she were to let him go without being certain. The problem is that tests such as these are imprecise - even for someone as practiced as her.

At last she pulls her finger out of him and Yosef lets out a sigh of relief, relieved that it appears to be over.

But before he can get up he feels two of her fingers brush against his stretched sphincter. "I'm going to need to use two fingers - just to be sure," explains Virginia to her colleague.

This time he doesn't even try to stop himself. The pain of having two fingers inserted into him is just too much and he shrieks with agony.

It feels like he's being split in two as the woman feels around inside his guts. He thought one finger was bad enough but this is many times worse. Tears prick the corner of his eyes.

The woman is relentless, conducting her test with rigour. She can see the distress on his face but it doesn't slow her down. His suffering is irrelevant.

Then, just as Yosef is about to burst into tears, Virginia removes her fingers. "He's clean," she pronounces, "now we should just check is genitalia one last time."

They stand him up and his rectum throbs painfully. He has difficulty keeping his balance after the abuse his backside has received. Natasha comes over to assist.

Although he looks submissive enough now, she thinks he could cause trouble if not properly managed - so places warning hands on him. She observes the other women work with interest.

Almost immediately the man's penis begins to thicken. Virginia had hoped that the anal examination might have cooled his ardour. But clearly he's the sort of man who has no control over himself.

She runs her hand along the shaft looking for any lumps or bumps that might indicate a hiding place. She was a little disappointed not to find anything up his bottom so is determined to be scrupulous in checking his penis and testicles.

Although he is still sore, Yosef finds her handling of him starts to get him aroused again. She gently squeezes his cock and balls inadvertently stimulating him.

She looks up at him questioningly. "What do you expect?" He says, "you're playing with my dick! Of course I will get hard."

She ignores him aware that she is merely conducting a test. The fact that he cannot control himself is neither here nor there. But woe betide him if she does find something!

"You get used to handling male sexual organs with this job. Men think we'll be too embarrassed to check there - but of course we are all trained professionals."

"I've seen hundreds in my time. To us, their penis and testicles are merely places where they might try to conceal things."

Virginia wants Daniela to get as much experience as possible so lets her take over. It still feels strange to the younger woman to have a rock hard penis in her grip. But she doesn't want to let her superior down so takes her time to thoroughly check it over.

Yosef cannot help but notice how pretty the girl is and seeing her manipulate his genitals like this drives him wild. All that pent up frustration is desperate for release.

The two women try to ignore the way his organ throbs in their hands. Virginia feels around his testicles, pressing them to make sure they are real.

"It feels really strange," says Daniela and passes Yosef's penis back to Virginia. Yosef feels something erupting inside him and there's nothing he can do to stop it.

"Oh dear," says Virginia as a dribble of white fluid leaks out of the end, "I do think he might be about to..."

Before she can get her words out the Russian man starts to ejaculate. After all the indignities he's had to endure the sense of release is overwhelming.

Copious amounts of sperm shoot from the tip and splatter onto the floor. The women are stunned into silence and can do nothing to stop him.

Yosef lets out a guttural moan as the orgasm washes over him and his testicles empty themselves. At the same time a deep sense of shame creeps in.

Virginia looks up at him angrily as more and more of his mess flies out. Of all the cheek - to have such little self-control and make a mess all over her clean floor!

She doesn't even need to say anything, he can see the fury in her eyes. "I, I, I'm sorry. I cannot help," he splutters in apology. But still more of his semen is released in front of the appalled women.

"Mr Belozerchev really!" Says Virginia finally. "How dare you spray your filthy muck all over the place in front of my young colleague here?" She's incensed that Daniela might be upset by the selfish man's actions.

But Daniela isn't at all concerned and idly toys with Yosef's de-tumescing penis. He knows he's in deep trouble now. "I didn't mean it," he says in a small voice feeling utterly ashamed.

Virginia stands up sharply and begins gathering together his clothes, roughly shoving them in his bag. He stands there stupidly wondering what to do with a drop of semen dangling from the end of his penis.

"Here," she says aggressively, picking up his luggage and shoving it in his direction.

"Take this and get out of my sight! I never want to lay eyes on you again." Virginia is furious and the strength of her anger makes him shrivel inwardly.

He runs out of the room into the throng of giggling passengers still stark naked and clutching his suitcase. He's missed his business meeting but his only thought is to get as far away from this place as possible. Virginia watches him leave with a scowl.

"Mr Belozerchev is a very lucky man. It turns out that the suspicious powder is perfectly innocuous - so we've decided to let him off with a warning. Things could have been a lot worse for him. But anyone thinking of trying to break the rules beware - we WILL catch you and you WILL pay a heavy price."

Working as a customs officer is a difficult job. Not everyone is cut out for it, it takes years of training and the right sort of attitude. These women are tough and take no nonsense. They have extensive powers and don't hesitate to use them if they feel it is required. With the full backing of the legal system they are the .

With passengers streaming through security, the women of BORDER SQUAD have seconds to decide whether to stop someone. Their keen eyes are on the lookout for anyone acting suspiciously, and they rarely make mistakes.

Natasha Merten and Daniela Anders have spotted a likely looking lad heading their way. Reckless young men have been known to try and bring banned substances into the country so the women watch him carefully.

Student Michael Roberts has a huge grin on his face as he remembers the antics he and his friends got up to as they partied hard in Aiya Napa. His cock twitches as he pictures the topless girls on the beach. It's a shame he ran out of money and had to come home. Still - hopefully that will only be a temporary situation.

"Excuse me Sir!" Calls out Natasha as he breezes past, breaking into his reverie, "Could you come over here a minute?"

"What's the problem luv?" Says Michael as he swaggers up to the desk. The women's eyes narrow - looks like they've got a joker on their hands.

Although irritated by being called 'luv', Natasha keeps her tone light. "Would you mind popping your case on here for me?" She asks sweetly, prepared to give him a chance.

She watches as he strains and struggles to lift the case onto the desk in front of her - her instincts are instantly alerted.

He places it carefully down and she can just make out the clink of glass as he does so. But she tries not to jump to any conclusions. She'll give him the benefit of the doubt until she's had a chance to check his paperwork.

"Can I have a look at your passport and customs declaration form Sir?" She asks. "Been anywhere nice have we?" Tired from a week of non-stop partying and lack of rest Michael answer gruffly: "I've been to Aiya Napa 'innit."

"That's nice Sir," says Natasha as he hands her his passport. Known for hedonism it's not uncommon for youngsters returning from the Cypriot resort to try and smuggle things back with them. She now has cause for a full examination of his luggage.

She makes him wait as she carefully scans his passport wanting to make him sweat. He's more likely to trip up if he gets nervous.

At last she speaks: "That all seems to be in order Mr Roberts. Now I'm just going to take a quick look in your case. Nothing to worry about - it's just routine."

"What? My case? Why?" Stammers Michael suddenly nervous. He doesn't want these two women rummaging about in his case.

"Is there a problem Sir?" Asks Natasha, looking at him intently.

"No. No! It's just that. I erm. I bought some pottery back for my mum as a present and don't want it to get broken." Even to him his excuse sounds lame.

"It's OK Sir," says Natasha snapping on rubber gloves, "I'll be very gentle." Neither she nor Daniela believe him for a second.

"Unzip it for me will you?" She asks and having no choice, Michael slowly does as he's told. He's aware that the women have full authority over him and starts to realise he could be in big trouble.

"OK, so it says here on your customs declaration form that you are only brining in a one litre bottle of spirits." The two women scrutinise the form and the seconds tick agonisingly by.

"Let's have a look shall we?" Says Natasha and starts to rummage in his bag. As soon as she disturbs the untidy heap of clothing the clinking sound can be heard again - louder this time.

Michael bites his lip in anticipation. In the harsh light of airport security what had seemed like a good idea back in Cyprus suddenly feels incredibly stupid.

"Well what do we have here?" Natasha feigns surprised but Daniela can't help but smirk. She knows her colleague only too well.

"I'm afraid this is a two litre bottle Mr Roberts and not one litre as you wrote on your form." Michael fidgets awkwardly hoping she'll stop searching and let him off with a ticking off.

"Oh, er - yes. Silly me. I must have had one too many fishbowls before I left for the airport. Sorry." Michael looks sheepish wondering if he sounds convincing.

"Not to worry Mr Roberts, we all make mistakes!" Says Natasha brightly and for a second he thinks he's got away with it.

"I'll just wrap it up in this towel then we can put it back and you can be on your way." says the woman breezily.

"Oh!" She exclaims as she turns back to his case, "I think someone might not have been totally honest with me."

Michael suddenly panics trying desperately to think of a plausible excuse. It was Simmo's idea - buy a load of cheap booze in Cyrpus and sell it on for a profit back home. It never occurred to him that he was breaking the law.

"Can you count Mr Roberts? Only there appears to be more than one bottle of spirits in your suitcase." Natasha knows she has her man but cannot resist toying with him a little.

"I don't see this written on your customs form?" She enquires politely. Daniela tries hard not to laugh. it seems her partner wants to make this young man squirm.

"Oh yes. Those. I think one of my friends must have put them in there for a joke," mumbles Michael wishing the ground would open up and swallow him whole.

"They're always playing practical jokes," he says trying to muster a feeble laugh. "And you didn't notice that your case was unnaturally heavy?" Replies Natasha with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

Michael can't think of an answer for that and just watches dumbly as the woman unloads his suitcase. The other woman stares fixatedly at the customs form as if she'll find the contraband listed on there somewhere.

He glances at the ever expanding collection of bottles wishing he hadn't listened to his friend. But it seemed to simple. Simmo's mate has a pub, he'd have bought the lot.

After what feels like and age, Natasha finishes emptying his case and stands staring at him. "Have you got anything to say Sir?" She asks sternly - her earlier cheerful demeanour gone.

"I er, didn't think it would be a problem. It's just for personal consumption - I thought I might throw a party," thinking on his feet it's the best he can come up with under pressure.

"That's rather a lot for a party wouldn't you say? I'm sorry - but this is a very serious matter Mr Roberts," Natasha decides it's time to teach this young man a lesson.

"Trying to smuggle this amount of spirits into the country is an offence. You could be facing charges," she stares him right in the face.

"I'm sorry. It was a stupid mistake," his voice almost comes out in a whisper as the enormity of the situation hits him.

"Well I'm going to have to take a swab of your case. You'd better hope we don't find anything even more serious in there," her words are a harsh warning that makes his heart beat ten to the dozen.

He watches as she expertly runs the material around the lining of his case. She's done this hundreds of times before - if there's anything to be found she'll find it.

It's a nerve wracking experience and Michael starts to perspire.

"We come across cocky young men like this all the time. They think the law doesn't apply to them. We'll he's about to learn that we at BORDER SQUAD are not to be messed with."

Natasha makes Michael wait while she inserts the swab into the reader. She doubts he's the type to go beyond a few bottles of spirits but it won't do him any harm to string him along a bit.

"Is there anything else you want to tell me?" She asks, her eyes narrowing with suspicion.

"Look, it was just a way to try and make a bit of extra cash," says Michael turning on the charm, "I'm a student and all those textbooks cost a fortune!"

The women are immune to his charms. "Well the test has come back negative - you're a very lucky young man." Martin gets the feeling she's not finished with him yet.

He's right and she walks over to him. "However, as you've lied on your customs declaration form, I'm going to perform a body search as is my right under the law."

Martin's heart sinks and his stomach does summersaults. What did she just say? A body search? What does that involve? He can feel her approaching him from behind. He suddenly realises just how much trouble he's in.

Memories of all the fun he had have left him as Michael sobers up and realises that he's mad a big mistake. Trying to brazen it out has only made matters worse - Natasha and Daniela aren't in the least bit impressed with his attitude. He realises that the law is on their side and they now have complete authority over him. Now he's been told he must submit to a body search - something that the shy young man dreads.

Natasha and Daniela make him stand with his arms raised and his legs apart. They carefully pat him down to check for suspicious bulges. To begin with it doesn't seem too bad.

Natasha expertly runs her hands over his clothed body. If there's anything concealed she'll find it.

Michael starts to get nervous again as the two women begin patting around his crotch. He shudders, thinking how awful it would be if he became erect from the two women's touches.

He breathes a sigh of relief as Natasha returns to checking his torso. He hopes this will be over quickly and he can be on his way.

He's not looking forward to having to tell his friends that he got caught. He wishes he were still in Aiya Napa with them rather than standing in the stark customs hall.

Suddenly he lets out a yelp of surprise. Natasha's hand has gone straight to his crotch and he can fell her fingers pressing against his penis through the material of his shorts.

He holds his breath, terrified that he might embarrass himself as she feels all round between his legs. He knows there's nothing he can do about it but it's a horribly uncomfortable situation to be in.

He tries desperately to focus on something else but it's just impossible to ignore the stroking and prodding going on.

The two women grab hold of him and manhandle him into position. He feels helpless and at their mercy.

The women proceed to check his rear. They have to be totally sure he's not trying to bring anything else into the country that he shouldn't be.

Natasha sticks her hand right up the crack of his arse just has she's been taught to do. They work quickly and efficiently without bothering to speak to Michael.

"We come across young lads like this one all the time. They've been on holiday with their mates and think they can get away with anything."

The women roughly pull Michael around as they continue their investigation. He can see TV cameras out of the corner of his eye. What if his mum gets to see this?

Daniela asks for Natasha's advice. She's not sure if she's found something between Michael's legs. Her colleague checks. "Hmmm," she says and the lad tenses up.

"It comes as a shock to them when they are faced with the reality of the law. Let's hope this one's stupidity is limited to the bottles of spirits."

"Is there anything you'd like to tell me Mr Roberts? Did any of your friends ask you to bring anything else into the country?" Her tone is cold and hard.

"No! No. Nothing I swear," he tries to look as innocent as possible. "I'm not sure I believe you," says Natasha unmoved.

"Take your clothes off, we need to do a proper inspection." She says it in a matter-of-fact manner as though removing his clothes in front of everyone is no big deal.

But Michael is horrified at the thought. Surely they can't make him strip out in the open like this?

"You can't. I know my rights!" He says a little uncertainly, hoping he's misunderstood her intentions.

"Oh, a legal expert are we? Then you'll know we have powers to strip and search anyone we suspect may be trying to smuggle illegal substances into the country. And right now that means you."

The two women grow impatient and seize hold of his top, pulling it up before he knows what's happening.

Michael can see they are deadly serious about stripping him off and something tells him pleading with them won't do any good.

They whip his top off over his head and he can feel the coolness of the air against his skin.

"Let's get these off shall we?" Says Natasha as she and her colleague grab the waistband of his trousers. He looks on helplessly as they work.

He stares at the woman in disbelief wondering how he ended up in such a position. It was only a few hours ago he was sitting on the beach enjoying a beer with his mates!

Natasha and Daniela slide his trousers down revealing his trunks. "Surely you don't need to go this far?" He asks feebly. Natasha merely looks at him with contempt.

Perhaps they'll let him keep his underwear on? After all - the material is very thin - they can probably see he's not hiding anything.

Virginia glances over to make sure everything is OK with her colleagues. As senior customs officer they are her responsibility and she's ready to step in should they require any assistance.

The two women tug on his trunks. "No. Please!" Michael tries to hold on to them but Natasha and Daniela are used to dealing with difficult people and continue unabated.

Martin decides to try a different approach. "Look at me, do I look like a smuggler to you?" He tries to reason with them.

"Smugglers come in all shapes and sizes Mr Roberts. Now remove your hand so we can take off your underpants," Natasha is getting irritated with him now.

She slaps his hand hard making him let go. If he's not careful he'll bring her superior over - then he'll be for it.

Finally the women are able to get a good grip on his trunks and can slide them down.

Fear makes Martin crack a joke. "Come on ladies, at least buy me dinner first," he quips.

The women tut - they've heard it all before. His hands go straight to his crotch to try and cover himself up. He's surprised that the cameras still seem to be rolling - surely they can't film him naked can they?

"How are we supposed to conduct our examination if you stand like that?" Indicates Natasha. But Martin is terrified of everyone being able to see his privates and keeps his hands obstinately in place.

"This isn't right," he blusters, "I don't want all and sundry looking at my bits and pieces!" But the two customs officers are determined to carry out their exam no matter how ashamed it makes him feel.

His moaning has caught Virginia's attention and she stands watching, arms folded. Whilst she has complete confidence in her team, she wonders if perhaps they could use an extra pair of hands.

They each grab a hand and pull them away. It's pointless to try and resist them.

An instant later and his penis and testicles are brought into view. A gasp goes up from some of the onlookers who have stopped to witness the struggle.

Martin realises there's nothing he can do - he must accept being stark naked in the busy room and hope that the examination is over and done with quickly.

Following their instructions he stands with his hands behind his back. His pulse races with the sense of shame at his public exposure. Natasha looks down at his penis with interest.

But Virginia has had enough and marches over. "What's all this fuss about? Why are you giving my team a hard time?" She demands to know. Martin looks at the stern looking woman in terror. Something tells him things are about to get a lot worse.

Michael's encounter with the women of is not going well. His attempts to diffuse the situation have simply increased the women's determination to examine him thoroughly. Now he's stood stark naked right out in the open. It's a humbling experience for the embarrassed young lad. And to make matters worse, the woman in charge has just walked over with a determined look on her face.

Virginia reads him the riot act: "We will not accept people being rude and abusive to our staff," she says loudly and clearly. Michael is taken aback at the ferocity of her words.

She continues: "I don't think you quite realise just how much trouble you are in young man. The law is on our side and we are perfectly within our rights to conduct this examination when and where we like."

Michael's earlier cheekiness is gone in an instant. "I, I didn't mean to cause trouble," he stammers.

"Then let my team get on with their job. The quicker it's over, the quicker you can leave," concludes Virginia. Natasha and Daniela reach for Michael's arms as he's covered himself up again.

They pull them apart briskly and once again his penis and testicles are exposed. "Am I clear?" Asks Virginia - wanting to ensure she's got her message across.

"Yes. Yes, but," starts Michael, once again trying to resist, "surely they don't have to poke and prod at my privates?" Even though he knows he's skating on thin ice he really doesn't want the women touching him.

"You will comply and allow these women to check your penis and testicles. Otherwise I'll throw the book at you." Virginia is starting to lose patience with the obtuse young lad in front of her.

Michael realises he has no choice. To continue to fight would mean a far worse punishment so he reluctantly allows the women either side of him to move his arms out of the way.

"This isn't fair," he whines peevishly. Surely trying to smuggle in a few bottles of spirits doesn't warrant such harsh treatment?

His anger takes over. "I demand to see a lawyer," he calls out before he can stop himself.

"Mr. Roberts you aren't in a police station. You have no rights here. Our power at the border is absolute," explains Virginia calmly.

"If you have a complaint to make you can fill in the relevant form. AFTER we have finished. Always assuming we don't find anything of course." Michael gulps and Natasha kneels down ready to start her examination of his penis and testicles.

Michael is silent at last. He starts to realise he's hopelessly out of his depth and must try to comply with the women's demands - no matter how uncomfortable it makes him.

He looks petulantly over at the superior woman stood watching him but keeps his mouth shut. He senses that another outburst on his part wouldn't be a good idea. But he's still not happy at being exposed in such a public place.

Michael is powerless but to watch as the two women at his feet grab hold of his penis and start looking closely at it. He's aware of the commanding presence of the older women stood at his side ready to get involved if need be.

Natasha peers closely at Michael's penis on the lookout for anything suspicious.

She's unconcerned with the affect she's having on him as she pulls it about and flips it from side to side. Her only thought is to do her job to the best of her ability.

Daniela runs her hand around his scrotum, feeling for any bulges that might mean he's trying to conceal something.

"His penis feels a little strange to me," says Natasha and Michael's heart sinks. What if she finds something - what will happen to him then?

Daniela squeezes his penis herself and can see what her colleague means. Although all penises are a little different and they need to be sure before taking matters further.

"How long do you think this will take?" Asks Michael - trying to sound sweet an innocent even though the handling of his privates is causing him to become increasingly aroused.

"It'll take as long as it takes. My team cannot and will not be rushed," says Virginia as the others try to decide if there is anything wrong with Michael's penis.

They are both still uncertain. It appears to be getting thicker as well which is making it harder to be sure.

"Only my mum is waiting for me. She's picking me up you see," he says, his voice almost coming out as a squeak as Daniela squeezes his testicles.

She looks up at him. 'Not quite so cocky now,' she thinks to herself.

Virginia doesn't deign to answer and Michael's attention is drawn back to the action going on below. He's very grateful that his mum isn't here right now to witness his genitals being fondled by the two women.

He feels himself starting to become hard and looks with horror to see if the fierce woman has noticed. But she says nothing to indicate she's aware.

"Hmmm," mutters Daniela, "this is most odd. His penis is bigger than it was a moment ago."

"Yes, I can see what you mean," affirms Natasha, "you'd think he'd be able to control himself but it appears not."

"So you think it's acceptable to become aroused in front of my team do you?" Asks Virginia coldly. Why is it that men cannot seem to be able to control themselves when women do something as simple as check their genitals?

"I really didn't mean to," he stammers - embarrassed that his semi-erection has been noticed. He desperately hopes he won't be punished for it.

"And look," says Natasha touching her gloved finger to the tip of his penis.

She pulls it away from the glistening end and there is a droplet of sticky liquid on it.

"I wonder what this can be?" She queries as she rubs it between her fingers. This is definitely suspicious.

Virginia decides it's time she got more directly involved. She snaps on a pair of rubber gloves and makes her way over.

"Get that camera out of my face!"

Could this be a banned substance that he's attempting to bring into the country she wonders.

"I think you'll find that's pre-cum," says Virginia looking down. "When some men are unable to control themselves and become excited their penises produce this stuff." Michael feels sick to his stomach at the shame of it.

"It seems young Mr. Roberts here is enjoying our attentions. Well we'll soon put a stop to that!" Virginia instructs her team to be rougher with him so as to avoid stimulating him.

Natasha and Daniela grab his penis and testicles and yank them about as they continue to check him over. They certainly don't want to encourage him and if it means a little discomfort for him then so be it.

But even though he fights it, the rough handling of his privates merely makes Michael become more aroused. His penis hardens against his will and the women tut their disapproval.

"Look how much longer it's got," says Natasha as she runs her finger down its length, "it's got fatter too!"

Daniela is intrigued - she's seen two engorged penises today and is learning an awful lot about male anatomy and behaviour.

Michael feels wretched but is unable to stop himself. Natasha and Daniela prod his penis and watch with wonder as it bobs about. Virginia is not impressed. "You filthy boy," she mutters with disgust.

"We'll leave that thing alone until it goes down. In the meantime we'll examine your rectum. Maybe that will take your dirty mind off your penis," she says angrily. Marin nearly bursts into tears from shame and fear. He didn't mean to get hard! And now it seems like his most intimate part is going to be invaded for the first time.

Now Virginia Gregson has got involved with his body search poor Michael is regretting his earlier attitude. Whereas Daniela and Natasha were lenient with the young man, Virginia has a much harsher approach. She won't tolerate any of his nonsense and is ready to put him firmly in his place. Starting with a close examination of the naked lad's backside.

Resigned to his fate, Michael allows himself to be turned around by the scary customs officer. He knows that it would be foolish to resist - but he's dreading what comes next.

He links his hands together behind his back to try and cover his exposed bottom but that won't stop Virginia from carrying out her duty.

She pulls them apart and instructs him to put them behind his head. She demands full access to his behind so she can check he's not trying to hide anything there.

"Now let's see," she says and the women crowd in close to Michael's arse. If he hadn't been so bolshie they would probably have let him off with a warning - now they are determined to inspect every inch of his naked body.

"You'd better hope for your sake that we don't find anything," says Virginia to the nervous young lad who starts to shake with fear.

"No, no. I promise. I have never put anything up my bottom!" Even the mere thought makes him go cold.

"Yes well we'll see about that," says the woman ominously. She's not convinced - stupid lads like Michael can get talked into doing risky things by their friends.

Michael stands there in the cold room trembling and starting to sweat. He hopes their examination can be done without being too invasive. The idea of having his anus probed makes him feel ill.

Virginia pulls his hairy cheeks apart and runs her hand up and down his crack feeling for any lumps or bumps. But she can't really see - he'll have to move into a better position so she can get in there.

"Bend over please and pull your cheeks apart so we can get access to your anus," Virginia instructs him.

He stands there dumbly not moving. Virginia jumps up angrily. "Do as you're told," she barks at him, "bend over."

Deciding he's a bit slow she speaks slowly and clearly to him, her voice echoing around the room and causing people to stop in their tracks and watch. "Put your hands on your buttocks like this," she says.

"Now pull them apart to expose your anus. That's better. Now lean forward." Wasting no time Virginia gets back down - now she can see his puckered ring clearly.

From the outside it all looks perfectly normal. No obvious signs of anything being concealed.

She peers in closely. Michael's bottom is very hairy so she takes her time to visually inspect him.

Michael stands awkwardly, bending over the table. It's such an embarrassing position to be in with his backside on full display. His skin crawls as he feels the women's fingers touching him.

Natasha and Daniela lean in close to see for themselves. Although less experienced than their boss they are both highly capable women.

Michael fidgets nervously wondering what the silent women are doing behind him. He wishes they would just say something! But they completely ignore him while they work.

His tight sphincter clenches as thoughts run through his head of what he must look like bending over and pulling his cheeks apart.

He looks round and can see a gaggle of passengers stood watching him, pointing and laughing at his expense. it's so humiliating!

He can picture his mates back in Aiya Napa out in the bars enjoying themselves while he is here in this compromising position. If only he hadn't answered back earlier.

He gasps as he feels Virginia's finger pressing against the entrance to his anus. Oh no - not that! Anything but that!

"Please," he begs, "leave my anus alone. There's nothing up there I promise."

Even as he speaks a thick glob of pre-cum leaks out of his penis. Virginia notices with disgust - this boy clearly isn't even trying to control himself.

She wipes it off of the tip. Well she knows how to treat filthy young men like Michael.

"OK ladies, I'm going to check his anal passage now," says Virginia. She jabs her finger into his anus. "Hey! What the?" Shrieks Michael - unprepared for the sharp pain that shoots up his whole body.

He tries to resist her probing finger but it's useless - she's far to experienced to allow a mouthy young man like him stop her from conducting her exam.

"Oww!" He yells, "It hurts!" He's almost in tears with the pain and embarrassment of it.

"Stop being such a baby," says Virginia, "I've only just got started." She presses her finger in as far as it will go. it's important that she check his anal cavity thoroughly.

Michael is in agony but there's nothing he can do about it. The women have the power and can do exactly as they please to his naked body.

He grits his teeth, trying not to make any more noise as the women carry on behind him. He can feel Virginia's finger wriggling about inside him and it's a deeply unpleasant sensation.

He exhales sharply as she pulls her finger till it's almost out.

But before he can relax she thrusts it back in - just when he thought the painful exam might be over.

She probes him deeply with her finger. She's aware that she has the full weight of the law behind her and can do whatever she wants to him.

Hopefully this experience will teach him a valuable lesson about showing the proper respect to authority.

He winces in agony - it feels like he's been in that cavernous room for hours!

After what feels like an eternity, Virginia withdraws her finger and he breathes a sigh of relief.

But it is short lived. "Natasha, would you mind having a go - just to double check?" Asks Virginia and Michael's heart sinks.

Glad to be given the chance to prove herself, Natasha eagerly inserts her finger into Michael's bottom. Virginia's rigorous penetration has loosened him up a little but she still has to work hard to get it all the way in.

She wants to show Virginia how capable she is and works her finger deep inside him making him yelp. She secretly hopes she finds something as that would be a real coup for her.

Cowering against the desk Michael thinks otherwise. He hopes desperately that they will quickly realise there's nothing up there and let him go. This has been the worst day of his life!

But Natasha is just getting into her stride and is actually enjoying herself. It's not often she gets to explore a man's anus like this.

Beads of sweat run down from Michael's armpit. "Surely you've checked enough?" He whimpers pitifully.

"We'll be the judges of that!" Answers Natasha sharply to show Virginia that she's ready to take control when required.

A snigger from behind Michael causes him to look round. He is in abject misery. His anus throbs painfully from the repeated penetration by the women. His back aches from being bent over and he is completely ashamed at the spectacle he's being made of. Surely things can't get any worse can they?

Michael Robert's trip to Aiya Napa was cut short when he ran out of money. So he came up with a scheme to make some extra cash - bring back some cheep spirits and sell them on for a profit. Being caught by the customs officers was bad enough, but his arrogance has made things even worse. Now the petrified young lad is stark naked and bent over a table having his anus probed in front of everyone.

Poor Michael has never come across women as commanding as those working for BORDER SQUAD. He thought women were all delicate and ladylike - but he's quickly learning they can be harsh and disciplinarian if required.

"Let's get him up on his back so I can get a better angle," says Natasha and he realises that this agony isn't over yet.

Moments later and they have him lying on the desk with his legs apart. He can feel Natasha's probing finger pressing against the entrance to his anus. It looks like they are going to keep him here for a while longer yet.

The pain is just as sharp this time round - he doubts he'll ever get used to having his rectum penetrated by the women.

"Ow!" He shrieks causing Virginia to tut. She's never come across such a pathetic specimen before and he's starting to get on her nerves.

She grabs hold of his hair to stop him from thrashing around but he carries on moaning as Natasha probes deeply.

Having him in this position affords her better access and she has a good rummage around to make sure he's not trying to deceive them.

"No please! I don't want anyone to see me like this!"

Virginia looks down disdainfully at the lad. These young wastrels need to learn not to mess with authority!

Michael wishes more than anything that he hadn't loaded his suitcase up with the bottles of spirit. By now he'd be home safe and sound with his mum cooking him his tea. Instead he's in this horribly embarrassing position.

But there's nothing he can do. He's aware that having done wrong he must accept this punishment. Besides - the women surround him - there's no way he could escape.

He almost sobs with the pain as the woman relentlessly drives her finger in and out feeling around his innards.

The TV cameras are buzzing around him and he desperately hopes his friends don't catch his humiliation when it airs.

Surely by now they can tell that he's not trying to hide anything? Why is it taking so long? Little does he realise that the women are deliberately taking their time to teach him a lesson.

"Take as long as you like Natasha, he won't be going anywhere anytime soon," says Virginia.

Michael is aghast - he's not sure how much more of this he can take!

Natasha is relishing this opportunity to show her skills off to her superior. If she proves herself today she might be in line for promotion.

She drives her finger deep inside Michael even though she's already decided there's nothing hidden in his anal cavity.

Michael squeals in distress. It feels wrong that Daniela should be manipulating his penis at the same time as his rectum is being invaded.

After what feels like a lifetime his cavity search is over and the women allow him to stand up. He staggers slightly, unsteady on his legs after having been on his back for so long.

Virginia immediately grabs hold of his penis. "Now you will provide us with a semen sample so we can check it," she says casually.

'What?' Thinks Michael. Surely he must have misheard? She can't be expecting him to cum for her right out here in the open?

But that's exactly what Virginia wants from him. They may have found nothing in their internal examination but that doesn't mean she's going to let him off the hook that easily.

His testicles feel heavy and full and his earlier excitement suggests that it won't take long to get what they want.

Michael is overwhelmed as the women push his ever-hardening penis back and forth and squeeze his testicles.

Virginia holds a piece of fabric ready to catch his semen when the time comes. But Michael is determined to try and fight them. He doesn't want to ejaculate with all these people watching, not to mention the TV crew.

But his body is responding against his will and there's little he can do about it. The women are skilled at extracting semen samples and their caressing hands drive him wild.

He really doesn't want to cum but at the same time there is a huge amount of tension in his body and he's desperate for release. And before he can stop it he feels the orgasm build deep inside him.

The sensation erupts and unable to stop himself, Michael starts to ejaculate - a jet of semen shooting out of his penis.

Virginia gently squeezes his testicles to coax the stuff out and a thick strand drips down onto the material she holds.

She was right about the amount he had stored up - it looks like there will be more than enough for her to analyse.

She giggles his testicles about, teasing him to ensure she gets every last drop.

Michael experiences a moment of ecstasy as he shoots his load, momentarily forgetting where he is and the terrible humiliation he's suffering.

A stupid grin crosses his face as the orgasm takes over. His balls continue to empty themselves - as a healthy young man there is plenty of semen to come out.

Eventually the torrent subsides and Michael lets out a huge sigh of relief. Unfortunately as the pleasurable sensation fades the real world comes back into focus.

He starts to feel physically sick as Virginia squeezes the last few drips from his penis. He realises his ejaculation has been recorded and will soon be broadcast for everyone to see.

"There - that should so it!" Says Virginia brightly - pleased that the women were able to get their sample so quickly and easily.

She rushes it over to the testing machine and places the fabric inside for analysis. If he's been taking anything he shouldn't it'll soon show up. They then have to decide whether to detain him further or not.

"We'll test Mr. Roberts' semen and if he's taken any illegal substances he'll be in very serious trouble."

Michael struggles in the women's grip suddenly angry that he's been made to ejaculate against his will. "You'd better hope the tests come back negative," warns Natasha, "otherwise you'll be spending the night in the cells!"

Virginia returns with the results. "Well young man," she says sternly, "it seems you've been very lucky today. The results are clear."

"But if I catch you trying to be clever like this in future I will make your life hell. Now get your things and go!"

The women watch as a terrified Michael desperately grabs for his clothes that are strewn about the floor.

He nearly trips himself over trying to get his underpants back on. He's had enough of being naked on public display and wants to cover his privates as quickly as possible.

He pulls on his trousers and starts to relax a little. Soon this nightmare will be over.

He goes over to his case and notices the collection of bottles lined up on the floor. Without thinking he opens his mouth: "What about these?" He asks hoping they'll let him take at least one of them. "Don't push your luck," warns Virginia.

He stops and turns round, about to say something more: a parting shot to show he's cleverer than them. But Virginia follows him around and one look at her stern face silences him. He grabs his bag and flees before she can call him back.

The women load the illegal spirit onto a trolley. As if they'd let him have this little lot back! He's not paid the import duty so they will have to impound it.

It'll join all the other things they've confiscated during the course of their work and ultimately be auctioned off for charity. So Michael's stupidity will benefit others after all.

So we say goodbye to the women of Border Squad. Thanks to them we can all rest safer in our beds at night. And be warned - anyone thinking of trying to bring things into the country illegally - they will catch you and you will suffer!