Officer Justine comes in.

Zia hung for about twenty minutes; she wasn't sure why her arms weren't tired, but she was thankful for small mercies. Every time she looked over at Ann, the proprietress was looking back, though not necessarily at her eyes.

"Do you like what you see?"

"You are physically attractive; the rest is open for debate."

Ann turned and walked into the back of the shop, her hips swaying suggestively under her dress. Almost immediately the door chimed and a blonde woman in a police uniform walked in. She looked Zia up and down.

"Good morning, I'm officer Justine. What have we here?"

"The woman who owns this shop stripped me naked and tied me up!"

"And what did you do to earn it?"

Zia tried to think of a good lie; what came out of her mouth was, "Shoplifting."

"And you selected informal punishment. Tsk, tsk."

"I'll go with you now if you get me down from here!"

"I'll consider it; by the way, did Ann tell you your rights?"

"No, she didn't! It's not a legal arrest!"

"I won't make that mistake. You have the right..." She pressed her forefinger into Zia's right nipple, then took hold with her thumb and twirled and played, "...to remain silent;" she worked Zia's left nipple similarly with her other hand. "Should you give up..." She kneaded the girl's breasts, squeezing and pushing while Zia squirmed, "...that right, anything you say..." Her hands slid down Zia's sides and onto her buttocks, "...can be held against you..." The policewoman knelt down and sucked on Zia's outie navel, then gave it a quick flick with her tongue, "...in a court of law."

"You have the right..." One finger traced around Zia's sphincter, "...to an attorney," the finger pressed firmly against her butt-hole, "...and to have that attorney present..." the finger thrust harder, just parting Zia's dry opening, "...during questioning." She paused and ran her tongue up the inside of Zia's thighs on either side. "Should you not be able..." A quick tongue-slap to her clit, "...to afford an attorney," A suck and swish up the length of her outer labia, "One will be provided..." Nibbles down the length of her inner labia, "...free of charge."

"Should you decide..." The officer's thumb pressed on the opening of Zia's vagina, "...to answer questions..." She pushed it in an halfway, "...without an attorney present," The rest of the way, "You retain the right..." The other thumb entered her, "...to stop answering..." Both hands massaged her vulva while the thumbs spread and released her opening, "...and ask for an attorney..." The officer leaned in and tickled her inside with her tongue for a moment, "...at any time."

"Do you understand?"