Even if you tell the officers, the two girls definitely won't get in an anywhere near as much trouble as you will. Besides, without them around, you might have a better chance denying things in court. You hope it doesn't come to that.
You make a few attempts at small talk as the car continues towards the station, but you're met with silence. You're more than a little worried by the time the car pulls up to the station, a small stone building.
The car door opens and the two policewomen hustle you into the police station, pushing you along so fast that you keep tripping and need to be hauled back upright.
The two of them drag you into a windowless room at the back of the station, shutting the door behind them. A light hangs from the ceiling, and there is a table with a chair at each end in the middle of the room.
There is also a large pile of objects in one corner, though you can't clearly make out any of the objects in the dim light.
You expect to be pushed into a chair, then questioned, but instead Naomi slams you onto the table, leaving you lying on top of it with your legs dangling over the edge, your handcuffed wrists pinning your arms behind your back.
The light shines right in your face, and Naomi's face suddenly looms into the center of your vision as she leans over you.
"This is how it's going to work. We're going to ask you some questions. If we don't like the answers... we'll punish you. Don't worry about getting bored, Officer Katelyn will think up a new punishment each time."
Naomi gestures with her head at the pile of stuff in the corner. "Lots of punishment aids over there."
As she speaks, Katelyn removes your shoes and socks, then your pants and underwear, leaving you bare from the waist down.
"Subject is prepared for questioning." Katelyn's voice sounds extremely amused as she speaks.
You hear her step away towards the pile of unknown, but ominous, objects, while Officer Naomi begins questioning you.
"Your name?" You answer.
"Age?" You answer again.
"How long have you been in Spurting Spent?" Once again, you answer without hesitation. You start to think that maybe you'll get out of this interrogation without any of Katelyn's punishments. Until...
"Do you sell tobacco to high school girls for sexual favours?"
You hesitate. You suppose you did, though not so...purposefully, but she's phrased it as if it's something you do on a regular basis. |