Dangerous Flight
STRAIGHT, Circumcision and torture
Man is circumcised and almost castrated in drug search
` I was on a flight from Saudi Arabia to London with a stop in Cairo. In the
next seat was an arabic gentlemen with whom I struck up a conversation. He was
telling me of some interesting shops in Cairo when the flight attendant asked
us to buckle our seat belts as we were landing in Cairo. The stop was supposed
to last about one hour so I decided to get off the plane and wait in the
terminal. My seat companion waved and said he was going to do a little
shopping. I reading a magazine when my friend comes back with a small package
and sits down next to me. After a few minutes he suddenly got up saying he
left his glasses at the store and would I mind his package. He asked me to
take it back on the plane and put it in his seat. Shortly thereafter a call
came over the loud speakers to board the plane. I looked for my friend and not
seeing him I picked up the package and started to board the plane. A police
office at the gate asked me what was in the package. I told him I didn't know
as it was a friends and I was only taking it on board for him. He told me to
follow him to the police captains office. It was filled with about six
officers male and female. The captain asked me to open the package. I said I
couldn't as it did not belong to me. It was taken from me and opened. The
captain became very angry when the contents of hashish was revealed. He
shouted at me where did I get the package. I again said that it was not mine
and I didn't know anything about it. The captain said they would have to do a
body search and instructed me to remove all my clothes. As I stood naked in
front of everyone I discretely tried to hide my genitals, but with little
success. They went through all my pockets, searched my shoes and wallet. The
captain again asked me about the package and I again declined any knowledge.
With that he struck me a vicious blow acroww the buttocks with a thin cane he
was carrying. Again the question, a denial and another blow. Finally one of
the female police officers made a comment that from my uncircumcised status
that I wasn't a muslim and would lie to their questions. The captain reached
into his pocket and produced a knife which he handed to the woman. "Circumcise
him and maybe he will tell the truth" he said. Four guards grabbed me and
stretched me face up on a table. The female office grabbed me foreskin,
stretched it up and cut it off. The pain was excrutiating. Blood was running
over my genitals. The captain again asked me about the package and I again
told him I knew nothing about it. "Well" said the captain "maybe if you lose
your testicles you will tell the truth!" With that the female officer grabbed
my scrotum and stretched it upward with great force. I groaned with pain as
she placed the edge of the knife against my tender skin and made a small cut.
"No, No"! I screamed "I don't know anything about it". She pressed the knife a
little harder causing a small stream of blood to run down my scrotum. Just as
she was about the make a full cut, the door of the office burst open and two
officers came in dragging my seat companion. "We have him!" one of them
shouted and handed the captain a bundle the same as I had. It turned out that
my "friend" was a drug courier trying to bring a large amount of hashish into
England. The police captain turned to me and said "I apologize for the rough
treatment, but we do not tolerate drug merchants." He told his assistant to
call a doctor to treat me for my wounds. In a few moments he came in, cleaned
up the blood and took some stitches in the circumcision. He said that the cut
in the scrotum was relatively superficial and would be OK. After being
bandaged I got dressed and was escorted to the plane by a policeman. After
settling in my seat I vowed never to get friendly with a seat companion again.  

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