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Ashley watched Kyla's head snap up as the knock at the door repeated itself.  The bound babysitter could see the look of concern on the girl's face, and screamed into the packing that filled her mouth again, trying desperately to make herself heard to whoever was on the other side of the door.  A silence seemed to fall over the room, all of the girls save Ashley, falling deathly silent and still as they waited to see what would come of the knocking.

"This is the police."  A woman's voice called out from the other side of the door, breaking the silence.  "Open the door."

Kyla stepped quickly to the door, her fishnet-clad feet padding softly across the floor.  As she watched the girl slowly turn the doorknob, Ashley saw that the glow of maturity and confidence that the girl had been basking in was gone now.  She looked like a scared girl again, in a silly made costume, her back bare save for the straps of her bra and the apron strings.  Ashley groaned with relief, trying to look down into Sam's eyes to tell her fellow captive it would all be over soon.

"Can I help you?"  Kyla asked, opening the door only a crack to speak to the police, and Ashley called out into her gag once more.

"We've had some noise complaints."  The female's voice spoke from the other side of the door.  "Some complaints of crying, too.  Is everything all right in here?"

Ashley's heart pounded in her chest as she prayed that the officer would not be easily dissuaded, squirming on the bed on her knees as she strained to free herself from her tight bonds.

"Oh, I'm sorry."  Kyla giggles, and Ashley could see some of the girl's earlier confidence returning.  "That was just a movie I was watching."

"A movie?"  The voice inquired.

"Yeah, it was a horror movie."  Kyla answered quickly, still only peeping her head through the crack in the door.  "I should have turned it down.  I'm sorry."

"Horror?  I like horror movies."  The voice spoke, and Ashley noticed a change in its tenor.  "Which one was it?"

"Oh, it was..."  Kyla began, and Ashley saw the girl's hand tighten to a white-knuckled grip on the knob.  "It was... Oh yeah, sorry, it was the Eye."

"The Eye?"  The voice asked.  "Oh yeah, that's the one with Buffy the Vampire Slayer in it, right?"

"Yeah, that's it."  Kyla answered quickly, reaching up to place her free hand on the doorframe up at eye level, as she began to close the door.  "Well, thanks for checking things out, protect and serve and all that."

The next moments passed so quickly, in a burst of activity, that Ashley barely saw what was happening.  The outsider's  hand came through the opening in a burst of speed, taking hold of Kyla's wrist.  A moment later, the maid-girl was turned to face the room again, a grimace of pain on her face from the twisting of her arm up high behind her back.

"Ow, stop it..."  Kyla whined, rising up on her toes as the woman came forward into the room with the other girl before her.  "That hurts."

Ashley groaned into the gag with relief as she saw the tall blonde, uniformed officer push Kyla into the room ahead of her.  She saw the officer's eyes go wide at the sight before her.  She imagined what the scene must look like to the policewoman. Samantha wearing nothing but hello kitty bra and panties, bound sitting on the bed and with her legs wrapped around Ashley, who was bound kneeling in a schoolgirl costume.  Payton on her knees on the floor in the the pink bodystocking and tight armbinder, and Lizzy bent over a table in a straightjacket.

"What the hell is going on here?"  The officer asked as she closed the door behind her with her boot, pushing Kyla further into the room ahead of her.

"It's just a game!"  Kyla whimpered, her face red as the woman kept her arm pulled up painfully behind her back.

"That's some game."  The officer almost laughed, but held it in.  "Is that true, girls?"

In unison, the girls in the room began to nod as best they could in their bindings.  Ashley quickly shook her head, grunting into the gag as the policewoman's eyes fell on her denial.

"She doesn't seem to think it's a game."  The policewoman spoke, pushing Kyla forward toward the bed.  "What do you have to say for that?"

"She's just sore 'cuz she lost first, is all."  Kyla lied, and Ashley glared at her.

"I'm sure that's it."  The officer did laugh this time, and Ashley saw her reach to pull her pair of handcuffs from the belt of her uniform.  "Have you ever been arrested before?"

"A-arrested?  No!"  Kyla looked shocked.  "I told you, it's just a game."

"You have the right to remain silent.  Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law."  The policewoman began, grabbing Kyla's free arm, and forcing it behind her back to meet the first before closing the hinged cuffs tightly in place.

"Ow, stop!"  Kyla cried out, and Ashley saw real tears in the girl's eyes.  "That hurts.  Please, not like that!"

Ashley winced for the girl as she saw what Kyla was complaining about.  Keeping the first hand in place up by the trembling girl's shoulderblades, the policewoman had drawn the second one up there as well, and then locked the hinged cuffs between them.  Kyla's arms were drawn up painfully up behind her back now in a position that would have looked like prayer, had they been held before her.

"You have the right to an attorney."  The policewoman spoke harshly, and Ashley watched with wide eyes as a thin leather belt was wrapped around Kyla's throat and then through the hinge between the handcuffs, pulling them even further up the crying girl's back as it was buckled.  "If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you."

"Please, it's just a game."  Kyla began to sob, her shoulders shaking as she tugged at her painfully trapped arms, the belt around her slender neck biting into her soft flesh.

"You have the right to a spanking, for being such a bad girl."  The police woman spoke, and a shiver of dread ran down Ashley's spine.

"Wh-what are you ta-"  Kyla began, turning her head to try and look back at the woman, only to have her words cut off as the officer thrust a large wad of cloth into her open mouth.

Ashley watched as Kyla tried to yank herself free of the other woman, but the cuffs that pinned her wrists up between her shoulderblades made her too easy to control.  Grinning wickedly, the policewoman began to wrap a long silk scarf around Kyla's head.  The soft material pressed first between the girl's open lips, holding the wadding in place, and then went around and around her head, finally stopping when it covered the bottom half of her face.  Ashley watched the newly bound girl's eyes widen as she struggled to breathe through the material that covered her mouth and nose.

"I've been just waiting for a chance to bust in on these little parties you girls hold for a long time now." The blonde woman spoke, seeming to practically purr with delight.

Tears streamed down Kyla's cheeks as another belt was added around her throat, this one passing also through the hinge of the cuffs on her wrists behind her, drawing them up further as the leather bit into her slender neck.

"You like games, girls?"  The policewoman asked as she abruptly thrust the stumbling Kyla forward.  "I've got just the thing for you."

Ashley groaned as she watched the uniformed woman roughly pull Kyla across the room toward where Lizzy was tied in place bent over the desk.  Moments before she'd have paid everything she owned to see the cruel girl treated like this, but now, in the moment, she could only wonder what was in store for them all.