Postby jennybond » Thu May 01, 2014 11:02 am
Chapter 4
The following Morning Detective Sergeant Fielding’s team assembled for their morning briefing, but their surprise Detective Sergeant Fielding wasn’t in attendance her deputy Detective June Milton stood in for her.
“First of all let me explain the reason that Sergeant Fielding isn’t with us this morning. Yesterday while she was here at work her teenage daughter Lucy had a visit from The Switchblade Sisters at their home.
“Oh my god is Lucy alright?” One of the female officers asked.
“I believe so, Sergeant Fielding told me that she was upset and very badly shaken.”
“What happened?” A male officer asked.
“From what can gather they broke into the house while Lucy was at school and were waiting for her when she got home, as with all the other victims they stripped her to her underwear and then tied her up and gagged her.
“Poor girl.” The same female officer said out loud.
“Worse it yet to come. One of them then hacked away at her hair with a knife while the other held her still.”
“That’s shocking, Lucy had beautiful blonde curly hair.” The female officer replied.
“There is more to come yet, they then hung a sign around Lucy’s neck threatening to cut more than her hair if Sergeant Fielding didn’t back off.”
“So what’s she going to do?” Another officer asked.
“Today she is taking Lucy away to live with relatives until these evil bitches are caught, she’ll be back in work tomorrow. She mentioned to me that she has an idea on how to trap these two I’m sure she’ll explain all tomorrow so until then it’s business as usual."
That evening sixteen year old Emma Whittaker arrived to babysit for Mr and Mrs Palm-Toft who were probably one of the richest couples in the area as she does every Friday night.
Mrs Palm-Toft had told the pretty little red haired girl to bring a friend with her and she would pay them both, as she doesn’t want her being in the house alone while The Switchblade Sisters were still at large.
Emma brought her best friend Becky Thompson a tall slim girl with long brown hair which she always had tied in a ponytail, Becky was the same age as Emma.
It was a warm evening so Emma wore a pale blue vest style top, blue denim shorts, and white pumps. Becky wore an orange vest style top an orange and yellow flowered patterned short skirt, and black flat shoes.
As per usual the three year old twin boys were in bed asleep when Emma and Becky arrived. Mrs Palm-Toft told the girls to help themselves to anything they wanted, chocolate, sweets, crisps, pop there was plenty in the kitchen.
Before they left Mr Palm-Toft told them to not to open the door to anyone.
“We’ll be back around eleven thirty don’t worry about getting home we’ll pay for a taxi for you both.” Mrs Palm-Toft told them as they left.
The girls watched a dvd Emma had brought with her, once that had finished, Emma said.
“I’ll go and check on the twins, while I’m gone you go and sort us some munchies.
Emma went upstairs and checked on the twins who were sound asleep, she then used the bathroom and returned to the lounge, and where to her horror she found Becky wasn’t alone.
“The Switchblade Sisters.” Emma cried in shock at the sight of the two leather clad young women
Kate had a strong hold of Becky she had her hand clasped tightly over Becky's mouth and held her flick knife to the trembling girl’s throat.
“Come on in Emma, we had quite a shock when we discovered there were two of you, it’s a good thing we brought plenty of rope. Now you be a good girl for us and do as we tell you and your friend here won’t get hurt, is that clear?” Tina told the shocked girl.
“Ok I’ll do whatever you say please don’t hurt her.” Emma replied.
“Very good, start by removing your top and shorts for me.”
Emma knew all about The Switchblade Sisters leaving their victims tied up in their underwear and knew there was nothing she could do to stop them so she began to strip.
Emma was now left wearing only her black bra and black thong. Tina took a large white handkerchief from her bag and threw it to Emma and told her to stuff in her mouth.
Once she had done this Tina told her to sit on the sofa, and she sat down next to her.
“Give me any trouble and I’ll cut your tits off.” Tina told the terrified girl flicking open her flick knife.
Kate then released her hold on Becky and told her.
“Same applies to you, do as I tell you or your little friend over will feel the pain.”
“Ok.” Becky sobbed.
“Remove your clothes like Emma has.” Kate told her.
Becky who was rather a shy quiet girl paused for a few moments.
“Do it honey, or I’ll cut little Emma’s tits.” Tina told her.
Becky slowly began to remove her vest top
“Today please we haven’t got all night.” Kate snapped giving her a hard slap on her legs.
Eventually Becky was left wearing only her white bra and white panties with a pink floral pattern on them.
She was also given a large white handkerchief to stuff in her mouth.
Both girls were then instructed to sit back to back on the floor.
They were positioned so they sat with their arms by their sides and their palms flat on the floor. Tina worked on one side and Kate on the other and they tightly bound the girl’s wrists, elbows and upper arms to each other’s.
Rope was then passed around their upper bodies above and below their breasts securing them very tightly together.
Tina then tied Emma’s ankles, knees and thighs very tightly together while Kate did the same to Becky, finally both girls had a number of layers of sticky black tape stuck over their gagged mouths.
The two sobbing babysitters could then only watch helplessly as The Switchblade Sisters began to ransack the room looking for valuables before going upstairs, they returned a while later with their bags bulging with valuables.
“Don’t worry girl’s I’ve checked on the kids they’re still sound asleep.” Kate told the sitters.
Finally both girls had a blindfold tied tightly over their eyes plunging them into a terrifying darkness, and The Switchblade Sisters left the way they came in through the back door.
The girls struggled to free themselves but soon gave up realising it was useless they'd been tied by experts.
Emma hoped and prayed the twins didn't wake up and come down and find them like this as they waited for the Palm-Tofts to return.
A few hours later the Palm-Tofts did return home they were shocked and angry at the sight of the two bound sitters in the ransacked room. Mrs Palm-Toft told her husband to check on the twins while she cut the girls free and comforted them.
“How the bloody hell did they get in Emma? Did one of you open the door?” Mr Palm-Toft raged as he returned to the lounge.
“I went in the kitchen while Emma checked on the boys and they were in their waiting.” Becky sobbed.
“It’s true, no one let them in.” Emma said wiping tears from her eyes.
Mr Palm- Toft went to check on the back door which he saw had be damaged as they forced it open.
“And you never heard anything? What the bloody hell were you doing?” He snapped as he returned.
“Leave it Michael, can’t you see they’re upset, it’s not their fault, call the police.” Mrs Palm-Toft told her husband.
It only gets tighter if you struggle...