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I watched as my TSA agent was looking at the bag scanner and talking intently with the Agent in charge of the machine. I must have been staring because they both looked up at me at the exact same time with big smiles on their faces. ‘What was that?’, I thought, ‘OK, stay focused, don’t panic and we will get through this’, I told myself. The agent working with me walked over from the bag scanner smirking. “OK, sir, you are next, could you please step in and raise your hands over your head”. I hadn’t notice that everyone in front of me had already gone through. “Yes Miss” I said sheepishly as I stepped into the body scanner booth and raised my hands.

My agent stepped to the side to the viewing area, the baggage scan agent was already there as someone else was now working that station. I tried to keep from making eye contact, but time seemed to stop, ‘how long are they going to keep me in here?’I thought to myself. Then I looked over to see about 6 TSA agents mostly female staring, whispering to each other and giggling at the screen. ‘OH, shit’ I thought to myself, ‘I’m busted….’ After what seemed to be ages, my agent finally motioned me through to the other side. “I’m going to need you to come with me Sir" as she led me toward the back area by the changing benches where my bag was sitting on a counter in plain view of anyone, including Angelica, Cassandra and Nicolette who were now watching intently from only a few yards away.“We are going to have pat you down” turning me facing the benches. “Hold your hands out to the side” she said standing behind me checking my outstretched arms down my sides then back as she lightly pulled at my bra strap through my shirt.

I must have turned beat red. Now she was using her palm while sliding her hand down my waist pausing again to gently tug at my garter belt through my pants, then a quick squeeze of my butt and softly down my legs. I couldn’t help it, but my cock started swelling. ‘Not now’ I thought.When she got to my ankles she paused pulling up my pant legs exposing my pink nylons and caressing them gently. ‘Man I hope the girls didn’t see that, but I did not look their way. The humiliation was so intense; I thought I might pass out.She moved in front of me and we locked eyes, she smiled at me as she began running the back of her hand over my arms and shoulders, down my sides and stomach. She paused at my chest running her hand back and forth on my breast as she again smiled at me, ‘She knows I thought’ then down to the front of my legs. Next the agent slowly slid her hand up my leg to my crotch then she grabbed my balls and cage tightly in her hand. “Sir we saw this in the scanner, can you tell me what it is, please?” She said sternly looking up at me with those piercing blue eyes.

The girls from the office had a full view and I could see them watching out of the corner of my eye, but I again looked away. “It’s .. It is a Cha..Chastity Ca…Ca…Cage.” I mumbled. “I can’t hear you, could you repeat that, please sir”. She ordered still holding on to my cage and balls. “IT’S A CHASTITY CAGE!” I blurted out softly. I heard laughter behind me from the other agents. She let go of my crotch and stood up. “OK she said, that’s interesting, can you remove it? “Nnn…No I don’t have the Ka..ka…Key.” I mumbled. “Then we will have to inspect it.” She said with a broad smile. ‘What??’ I thought to myself, ‘inspect it, Oh shit’ “Could you step behind the screen over there”. She said confidently “Then I’ll need you to remove your pants and shirt please, Sir?” There was a tri fold dressing screen like what you see in an old movie. Metal frame, it was small with white cloth, but did look like it could provide some privacy; at least I think it might. But what was that she said, remove my Shirt and Pants? Did I hear that right?