Author's Note: English is not my first or second language. This is my second story on long term chain bondage and harsh treatment to victim. Please excuse me for grammatical mistakes and misspells. Also try to comment on the improvement you like to see in my next story.

Inspector Roy finally got solid information about Layla. He was chasing her for last six months. There were several cases and arrest warrant against her name on cheating, misusing public money etc. She was the secretary of Mr Robin Bose who used to run a company called Max financial services. They took people's money in West Bengal, India, in the name of investments. They promised very good return and even bribed some ministers to advertise for them. After collecting almost 150 billion INR in two years one fine day they closed their offices and ran off. Police had no clue where the boss and the secretory was hiding until they found Mr Bose's body in a hotel in Kashmir. Mr Bose had killed himself when he understood that there is nowhere to hide anymore. Investigating officer Roy found his call records and got clues that his 25 years old beautiful secretory is hiding in a small motel in Daman and Deu, the smallest state in India. Roy was in a nearer state with no team with him. But he took the risk when the information came to him and went alone to arrest her.

Layla Chatterjee sipped on her hot coffee in the morning when she heard the door knock. "who is there? " she asked. "laundry madam " came the answer. She kept her coffee mug and opened the door. Suddenly a man pushed her hard and came inside the room. He had a gun in his hand. " Miss Chatterjee, you are under arrest. Please do not try to move or run away. Or else I will shoot you".

Layla was crying as Roy locked a metal police handcuff on her left wrist. He locked the other end of the cuff to the metal headboard. " believe me inspector, i was framed into this. I have no money. You have to get Mr Bose. He is having all the money" . Roy ignored her and searched the room properly. There were just 2 bags, a laptop and some papers. He took everything and walked out to put those things in his car as evidence. Meanwhile Layla tried to free her wrist from the handcuffs but it was too tightly encircling her wrists. Roy came back and unlocked the handcuff from bed frame. " let's go, we have a long journey ahead". Layla followed him as he pulled the cuff.

The hotel stuff gathered at the ground floor as Roy pulled her by her cuffed wrist. Layla was feeling so embarrassed. He led her to her SUV. But as soon as he tried to open the car door Layla jumped on him and managed to pull the cuff free from Roy's hand and started running. But she could only managed to run a few yards when Roy pushed her from behind and threw her on the ground. She was desperately struggling to get free but Joy sat on her back and pulled both hands behind her back and cuffed them together.

"If you try to escape one more time i will shoot you, i promise." Roy told.

He dragged her near the SUV, unlocked her left wrist, sat her down on the front seat and relocked left wrist through the solid handle over the door. Layla was still struggling but she knew she cannot break the handle.

Roy closed the car door and called his boss.

"sir, i have arrested Layla Chatterjee, i am taking her to local police station, will gather a team and take her to West Bengal by next flight" he told.

" Roy, listen to me very carefully. The situation over here have changed drastically after Mr Bose's death. There is a big public outrage against the government and there will be a political unrest if she opens her mouth and speaks against ministers. So do not involve local police, do not tell anyone that she had been arrested. Go to the main town and wait for my call. We have to handle this very carefully" the police commissioner told.

Roy was now tensed. The girl had already tried to escape once. There is risk involved. He got into the car. Layla was still struggling and crying. Her wrists were bruised by the metal cuffs already. She was still wearing a pajama and top from last night.

" I will give you whatever you want, money, Info anything. Please leave me. " she said

-" just shut up and stop struggling. You are hurting yourself". Roy told.

- "Can you atleast take off the cuff. I won't try to escape, i promise. Please, it is so tight. "

Roy smiled at her. He kept on driving until he reached town. Meanwhile Police commissioner called .Roy came out of the car and answered.

" Roy listen to me carefully. You need to keep her in a safe house. I have arranged a villa which is just 5 miles away from your current location. A person will come to you now and give you keys and direction of the place. Just keep her there. Next election is just six months away, if she tries to expose ministers before that, they might use their power to suppress the issue. You need to hold her there for six months at least. Meanwhile you need to take out information from her. You are free to use any method to get information from her." he told.

Roy was shocked, "but how can i keep an unwilling girl for so long. She has already tried to escape once" .

"there is no time to discusses Roy, keep her chained or something. Don't worry about money, i have already transferred a good amount in your account. I will send somebody to help you there after some days. The villa i have arranged is far from city and have acres of land around it. So secrecy will not be a problem. " Roy was really unsure about this. But he had to follow the orders. A man came to him, dropped some keys and gave him directions. He thanked him and got into the car once again. He drove for five miles and found the place. He unlocked the big heavy front gate and drove inside. He stopped near a big house. It does not look like a villa, it was an old mansion with 4 floors and a big front door. "where have you taken me? What is this place? Why are we here? " she was scared. "please don't worry, you need to stay here for a few days" Roy told as he unlocked her wrists from the handle and pulled them behind her back again.

" Ahhhhhhh " she shouted. "why do you need to cuff me everytime. I told you i won't escape" she told. But Roy forcefully pulled her wrists and cuffed her anyway. he came to her side and unlocked the car door and took her out. He hold her arm firmly and pulled her towards the door. He unlocked the door and went in. There were plenty of rooms in the mansion. He opened the first room and pulled her in. It was specious, with bed and wardrobe. He took Layla to the bed and locked her left wrist to the metal headboard. "wait here, let me explore the mansion" Roy told as he went out of the room. Layla sat on the bed. Her wrists were already bruised. She did not want to struggle anymore. She was waiting for a perfect moment to escape.

Roy checked all the rooms in ground floor to get a suitable room for Layla. Her wanted a room with high window,only one entrance and no furniture. But all the rooms were furnished and big. He finally found a store room attached to a room with a high window and barred gate at entrance. The room was on the backside of the mansion and was small and narrow. Roy first cleared the room and dumped all existing items to another room. He then put a thin matress on the floor and kept a bottle of water inside.

"now this store room really looks like a jail cell" Roy thought. He then went back to the room where he left Layla cuffed to the bed

"Where have you been officer ? I seriously need to pee" Layla shouted as she saw Roy.

"Now that's a big issue" Roy thought. He unlocked the cuff from bed frame and took her to bathroom. But in bathroom he did not find any place to cuff her. Finally he cuffed her wrists in front.

"How can i pee like this? And where am i going? " Layla asked.

"You should have thought about this before your escape attempt. Now if you want to use bathroom use like this or else pee in your pants. "

Roy was really pissed off by now. Layla understood this and told him to wait outside. She started to search for an opening to escape as soon as he went out. She saw a small glass window above the wall. But it was fixed and not removable. She stood on the pan and tried to force the glass out . She was only hoping if the glass drops, it should drop on the grass on the other side , otherwise she would get caught. The glass suddenly cracked and dropped on the other side. But to Layla's luck it did fell on grass, so the sound was minimum. Layla put one foot on a pipe, climbed the wall and pushed herself out of the window. It was not very easy but with her athletic figure she did it with ease. Roy was wondering what was taking so long and decided to open the door. But he found out that it was locked from inside. He called her from outside but there was no answer. He broke the door with sheer power and saw the escape root. He immediately ran out of the back door. He could see Laila running towards the boundary wall. Unfortunately for Layla there were no gates on the backside of the mansion. She reached the boundary wall much before Roy but the wall was 20 ft high with barb wire on the top. .she tried to climb it but failed . Meanwhile she saw Roy running towards her. She started running alongside the wall. Roy jumped and hold her legs. Layla tripped and fall down on the field. She tried to fight with Roy. She tried to kick in his groin. But Roy shielded himself from all the attacks and picked her up from the ground. He had to hold her legs firmly. "bastard, leave me, let me go" Layla was shouting. He ignored her and took her back. " i really need to cuff her legs together more than her hands", he was thinking .

He took her to the store room he prepared. He dumped her on the ground and came out, closing the barred door. Now the problem for him was to lock the barred gate as he didn't have any padlocks to lock it. He went in again and hold her by arm and kneeled her down near the bars. Then he unlocked her right cuff, took it over a bar,and relocked it on her right wrist. Layla was cuffed to the bar. " why are you keeping me here instead of a jail. You cannot cuff me like this. I need to speak to my lawyer. This is a case of police brutality " she was shouting. Roy ignored her.but he was really worried. He was only having one handcuff. He can not keep her cuffed to the bar all the time. She already tried to escape twice. She even tried kicking him. He needed to restrain her properly. But first he needed to get some food.

Layla shouted as she saw Roy leaving. "Where are you going. You cannot keep me like this, this is inhuman. Please come back". Roy left the place. Layla was sobbing. She looked at her sarrounding. A 7 ft x4 ft room with just a exhaust window on the top. The bar she was cuffed to was solid. She tried to pull it but it didn't move an inch. She sat near the bar and wept.

Roy closed the big gate outside and and drove away to find some supplies to atleast survive the week. He had to drive to the town as there were almost no shops nearby. The mansion had a kitchen, fully functional. so he took some canned food, rice, meat,readymade curry and bread from a grocery shop. There was a hardware shop just beside that. He went inside the store. " can i see some strong steel chains please" he asked asked the shopkeeper.

"for what purpose sir? "

"I need to keep buffalos tied up in my farm" Roy told.

He showed him various chains. but Roy wanted heavier chains. He had to ensure that she doesn't get a chance to escape.

"What's about that roll over there?" He pointed out to a heavier chain roll at the corner.

"Sir those are used to lift medium sized trees with crane. Those are diamond rated chains with hardened carbon steel."

Roy liked it.It was much costlier than the normal chains.

" what length of chain you want sir? And do you want me to cut them into length? "the salesman asked.

"Give me the entire roll. How long is that?"

"It is around 100 ft sir"

"OK"

"But sir you need specialized tools to cut them into lengths. "

The salesman showed him a rotating blade saw.

"It cannot be cut by ordinary saw or hacksaw "

Roy paid for the electric saw as well.

The materials were delivered to his car. Roy came back and realized he cannot just wrap the chains on her wrists and ankles. He needs something like cuffs. But buying everything from same shop might attract unwanted attention. He drove to another hardware shop.

"Can you give me some U shackles with locking bolts? " he asked the shopkeeper.

He chose a big one for her neck which could be locked with a padlock. It was a solid u shackle with a round streight rod which can be bolted through holes at both ends of U. The other side of the rod have a hole through which a padlock can be fixed to lock it on the U shackle.though it was heavy, almost a kg, but he had no other options. He also bought two more small U shackles for her ankles. " Now she will think twice before trying to kick me again" he smiled.

He also took a heavy drill machine, a welding machine, some rings which can be embedded to wall, some quick dry cement, padlocks etc.

Now he wanted something for her wrists. The handcuffs were not suitable for long term use and her wrists were already bruised badly. And unlike ankle cuffs, the wrist cuffs needed to be fit properly and tightly so the hands does not slip through them. But he currently did not have her wrist sizes and so he dropped the plan for a new pair of wrist cuffs and drove back to mansion.

Layla was still sitting near the gate. She could not go anywhere anyway when her wrists were cuffed to the bars. She knew she had been caught this time badly. But she did not understand why she had still not been handed over to a police station, or transported to West Bengal. She still did not know that Mr Bose took his own life. she stood up when she saw Roy.

" Don't you give food to your prisoners? I am really hungry" she told.

"Shut your mouth and sit down" Roy told.

He poured some curry and put two pieces of bread in a plate and kept it near the bar outside the store room where she was cuffed.

"How can i eat like this" Layla was shocked. She showed her handcuffs "Atleast take my cuffs off " .

"No Miss Chatterjee, you have to eat through the barred gate. I can't help it. You are a dangerous wanted criminal, who tried to escape, i will not have any sympathy for you" he told.

"But you cannot keep me cuffed like this, i have my rights" Layla was really angry.

"Then don't eat" Roy told as he walked out of the room. Layla had no other choice but to eat through the bars. Meanwhile Roy unloaded the hardwares and chains from his car. He chose another room and set up the machines. He first cut two length of chains, one was 8 ft, another just 1 ft. He took two small U shackles and welded them to each end of the 1 ft chain. It looked like old leg irons streight from iron age museum.Then he put the legirons ,the big U shackle, 8 ft chain and some padlocks in a plastic bag and went to the store room corridor. Layla just finished her lunch when Joy entered the room outside her cell.

"Can this prisoner get some water to clean her cuffed hands and mouth? " Layla told sarcastically. Roy gave her a bowl of water outside the cell. He dropped the packet on the ground with a lot of metallic noise. He first took out the big U shackle and the streight locking rod. He came inside her cell and approached her. Layla could see the heavy metals in his hand but had no idea what is the use of the metal till he put the U over her neck.

"What the hell is this? What are you doing? Take it away from me" she was trying to get away from him.

But Roy firmly hold the u piece on her neck and pushed the streight bar through one end behind her neck. Layla suddenly realised that this heavy metal piece is meant to be locked around her neck. She tried to violently shake it off.

"I am not an animal you sick bastard, what are you putting in my neck? Take it off, now " she was shouting on top of her lungs. Meanwhile Roy put the streight bar through both of the holes of U behind her neck. He screwed it tight and put a padlock through the end hole of the bar behind her neck. Layla realized the weight of the collar once Roy released her hands from it. It was a perfect fit. It was neither too tight to put pressure on her wind pipes, nor it was too loose on her neck. Layla was panting after so much struggle.

"Why are you doing this to me? This is sooo damn heavy" she asked in a crying voice. She held the collar through the bars and tired to get free.

"This is for your own good. I can't keep you cuffed to the bar all the time.

Layla had so many questions in mind. How this heavy piece of metal on her neck supposed to hold her? and how long she would be here? But before asking those questions she saw him going back to the packet again. This time with lots of noise he took out the legirons.

"Oh no no no no please no" she was shivering. She had no idea what it was but she knew one thing for sure, it was not good for her. It was confirmed when she was told to kneel down. She stood still when Roy forcefully pulled her down. He hold her one leg firmly and hold the other leg below his sheen. Layla tried to kick her in vain when she realized that Roy was putting something over her ankle.

" leave me alone" she was shouting.

Roy quickly put the u shackles on her right ankle and repeated the process with her left one. He closed both the cuffs with small solid padlocks.Roy left her and stood up.

"Oh my god, what have you put on my ankles. This is not some madieval age. It hurts, please remove it. Or i will sue the shit out of you and your department". Roy smiled at her

" YOU have cheated people, arrest warrant is out against YOU, and you will sue me? Let's see".

Roy took the 8 ft chain and padlocked one end to her collar. As cuffed she was. She could not resist a bit. Roy locked the other end to the bar where she was handcuffed. " Layla could feel the weight of the metals on her neck. Roy finally released her wrists from the bar but relocked them again in front. He also took measurement of her wrists with a thread.

Layla tried to reason with Roy. "Why do you need to put me in all those medieval chains? I promise you that i will not try to escape again. You can keep the handcuffs on but please remove these heavy chains. These really hurt. "

" These are for your own good dear, i am telling you again. Now you can walk inside the cell and get comfortable" he told.

"comfortable! With these? Are you serious? " she pulled her leg irons. "please tell me clearly,why have you kept me here? How long are you planning to keep me here? " Layla asked.

-"you will be kept here for sometime. Be prepared. "

-"But why do you need to keep me here? In these chains? I need to call my lawyers. That is my right"

- " yes, you can call your lawyer when you are arrested. But you have still not been arrested officially." He smiled

Layla was really scared now "What do you mean by not arrested? What are you going to do with me? "

" See Miss Chatterjee, my duty is to keep you here. We will produce you in the court when the time is right. " Roy turned and started walking.

"Please don't leave me here like this. Please" she was crying as Roy went out of the room.

Layla tasted her bondage. Her neck collar was resting on her collar bone. The padlock locking the bar was solid and tampering proof. The padlock attaching her collar to the anchoring chain was even heavier. She touched the seamless metal on her neck and realised it was meant to stay locked on her neck . She checked her legirons too. It was also fitting perfectly on her ankles. She had seen some of these in old movies but in reality it was much more unforgiving. She tried standing up and walk with those shackles on it was hurting her ankle bones. She could walk very slowly in tiny steps in those legirons. She now cannot even think about running or kicking anyone. "the bastard got me this time" she thought.

Roy drove to the town once again. This time for a new set of handcuffs for her. He tried several shops but did not find any U shackle or anything else to fit her tiny wrists. He finally went to a local blacksmith shop.

" I need to make two brackets to hang a swing at my home from an existing pipe" he told.

-"Sure, but you can get readymade U shackles in the market" the blacksmith told.

-" I need an exact fit, otherwise it might scratch and damage the pipe"

The blacksmith agreed. Roy told him to make the bracket with hinge on one side to swing open both the halves and flat ends on other side where a fat screw and bolt shut the halves. It was made heavy with half inch thickness and 2 inch wide, made of solid iron. Roy drove back to mansion happily. He got what he wanted.

Layla shouted as she heard the main door open" please come here, i really need to pee badly". Roy took the key of the padlock which was locking her neck chain to the bar. He already planned that he will never take all her padlock keys together to her cell, Thus chances of escape by knocking him down somehow will be minimum. He came to her cell and unlocked the neck chain from the bar. He pulled her by her neck chain " come " he told.

" please don't pull me like that, i am not an animal, this is so humiliating. For god's sake i am a prisoner, not your pet. " she told.

Roy yanked the chain again.

"You are just a thief for me".

Layla shuffled along to bathroom with tiny steps. Roy stood in front of the bathroom holding the end of her neck chain. "get in" he told.

Please open my handcuffs at least. It is very difficult to use bathroom with cuffs on. Roy nodded in negative and pushed her inside the bathroom. Layla realized that the door cannot be closed fully as her neck chain was held outside the door by Roy. She finished and came out. Roy took her to her cell once again and locked her neck chain on the bar. But this time he locked the chain with just 3 ft chain slack between the bar and collar. Layla did not argue anymore. He was too tired after walking this much with the ankle cuffs on. Roy took the drill machine and came back to Layla's cell. He drilled a deep hole at the end wall of the cell and inserted a wall mounting ring and covered it with quick dry cement.

Layla sat on her cell for the rest of the day. There was nothing much to do except pulling on her shackles sometimes. Roy meanwhile painted the new handcuffs with anti rust paint. He then attached them with a 12 inch chain. He also put a hole at the end of the screw so it can accept padlock, thus the bolt cannot be unscrewed again after the locks were attached. But he didn't want to put the cuffs on her just like that. He wanted Layla to plead to take her uncomfotable handcuffs off first . He prepared some food and gave it to her for dinner. He was not much of a cook, and the taste was not good too. But Layla was hungry. She ate it anyway. After another round to washroom she was chained to the bar again. This time Roy also locked the cell door with a padlock.

Next morning Roy came to Layla's cell and found she was still asleep. He opened her cell door and checked the ring on wall. It was strongly fixed already. Roy looked at her face, it was so beautiful. He was feeling pity for the poor chained girl. He was also wondering himself on how easily he managed to keep a girl chained and controlled. He waited outside the cell to see her wake up.

Layla woke up after someone. She tried to streach her hands and suddenly remembered she was still a prisoner by seeing her cuffed hands. She got up and checked her chains again without realising that Roy was watching her from outside. When she found out that she was still securely chained she took a deep breath.

- " Good morning prisoner, how are you today? " Roy asked.

Layla looked outside her cell and found that Roy was looking at her.

" Good morning jailer, the prisoner is still as secured as yesterday" she showed her handcuffs and told in a mocking voice.

Roy laughed it off. "do prisoners here get toothpaste and brush? " Layla asked. Roy really did not think about getting her daily things from the hotel.

"I can give you toothpaste. You can use your finger to brush. "

He rushed to his bag and took the toothpaste. Layla put her finger out from the cell to get some toothpaste. She started brushing her teeth with her finger and realised that her wrists were too sore to be able to move properly. " sir, my wrists have bruised really badly. I cannot move my hands. Please remove these handcuffs for sometime. I will really not try to do anything stupid, i promise you. " she told. Roy nodded in negative and took her to bathroom by unlocking her neck chain. Layla was sobbing in pain from her wrists. She finished her daily chores and Roy took her back to her cell. This time he locked her neck chain to the newly installed wall ring. He adjusted the chain in such length that Layla could only touch the bars.

Roy turned to leave the cell when Layla again pleaded her to unlock her handcuffs.

"please, i am begging you. It really hurts. " she told.

Roy walked out of the cell leaving sobbing Layla. He went to his work shop ,took the new handcuffs in a packet and came back.

-" Do you want me to replace the cuffs with something better? " he asked.

- "no, I want you to remove them completely".

- "That's not gonna happen. Your wrists need to be secured."

-"but why? I am already chained like a Roman slave. Please have some humanity "

- "Either this cuff or some other cuffs. No other options. " Roy told.

Layla thought for a moment. Anything would be better than these tight cuffs, she thought

"other cuff please" she pleaded.

Roy uncuffed her wrists. She rubbed her wrists when Roy took out the heavy wrist cuffs. Layla was scared to see those cuffs.

" Don't worry these are more comfortable and good for long term use. " Roy told.

Layla reluctantly presented her wrists to him. Roy locked one cuff on her right wrist first. He closed it with a alien wrench and closed the padlock. He repeated it with her left wrist. It was a real good fit.

"these are heavy officer. Now i am really feeling like a slave" Layla told as she checked her new cuffs.

"Please tell me when you are going to take me out of this inhuman bondage? " she shouted.

"in due time" Roy told as he walked away closing the door.

Layla was really unsure about her future. She always feared that she will be arrested one day but She always had a plan in mind how to present her case in front of court, and how to tackle all the situation. But being arrested like this had disturbed all her plans. She sat down and examined her new cuffs. It was noisy, just like her legirons. The cuffs were very thick. But it is good that it had a longer chain between the cuffs than the previous cuffs which gave her longer reach.

Roy had different issues. He realized if Layla was to be kept here for six months, he needed to tackle her hygiene issues and daily needs beside just food and toilet. " how she suppose to take bath and change cloth in chains? And periods?" he was confused.

Roy entered the room and found Layla sleeping in her cell. He waited until she got up. He sat beside her cell.

- "Ms Chatterjee, i have a few concerns i need to discuss. "

- "Officer, you can call me Layla If you like. And even prisoner or slave". she told in a mocking tone.

- "OK Layla, the concern is you need to stay here for some more days, i need to know your bra size, your expected period dates" .

Layla was shocked.

-"what are you talking about? You said few days! Tell me clearly what's going on. How long really i have to stay here?" She was shouting.

- "May be six months", Roy told in a low voice.

- "what the hell, are you joking with me? "Layla stood up. "Take me out of here now, get this fucking chains off me".

- "look Layla, " Roy told in a firm voice. "this is for your own safety, we know that there are some ministers involved in this case. Now you must know that if you tell their names in front of court the will be a political unrest, and they might use their power to influence police and case. Or they might murder you. So it is better if we keep you here for six months until new elections and then produce you in court. "

Layla went really mad. " I don't know what is the situation. I need to be free now. Are you even human. How can you think of keeping a girl chained in a little room for six months? I will go mad within a month. At least put me in house arrest or worse in a country jail if you like. But how will you keep me isolated?" Layla told as she started crying.

"we cannot take any risk of putting you anywhere else. It will be easier for me if you cooperate properly and give me your measurements. "

Layla's mind was really blank. She had no idea how to convince him. "my lingeries are there in my bag. If you give me my bag..."

"Layla, i have checked your bags. I am afraid you cannot use any of them as those are regular bras. You need strapless bra which can be worn even when you are chained. " Roy told.

"Oh my god. So you are planning to keep me in those chains all the time? You will never open them in six months? " she was really worried now.

" i have got my orders to keep you restrained all the time. No exceptions. " Roy lied, he actually did not want to take any risk.

"Then how will i change my cloths in those fucking chains? Do one thing, keep me naked then, naked and chained, do you like it bastard? " her concerns turned into anger.

Roy left the place. He checked her bags and got her old bras. " hmm 32 D, not bad. " he was smiling.

He drove to town again and this time he bought some 32 D strapless bras, some tube tops with strings to tie over shoulders and long skirts.

Layla was pulling the wall chain with all her strength. She could not believe what Roy just told. She was crying continuously. she was feeling as if the walls were closing on her. The collar, the cuffs seemed heavier than ever. Roy came back near her cell after a long time. "do you need a shower? " Layla realized she was covered in sweat after her long struggle with chains. " yes " she told. Roy placed some cloths on her cell which he bought. Layla took the cloth.

-" I can't see a panty here"

-"You cannot wear a panty due to your legirons. You have to wear the long skirt alone"

- " and what will happen if i refuse? " Layla asked

- "in that case i will tear your cloths and keep you naked here."

Layla was very scared. She had never seen this side of Roy before.

Roy went out of the room. Layla started removing her old clothes. she was shivering in fear. Her old clothes were dangling from her handcuffs, neck chain and leg irons. She first wore the strapless bra then pulled the tube top over her legs and tired the stings over her shoulders. At last she pulled the long skirt up. Roy came back after sometime with a scissor. He cut her old dresses away from her chains. Layla was feeling like a real prisoner now. Roy took her to bathroom. Layla saw that Roy already fixed an iron ring on the wall.he locked her neck chain to that ring and came out of the bathroom.

Layla removed her cloths and took shower. She saw herself in the mirror. It was painful to see herself collared and chained.She wore her cloths again and called Roy. Roy unlocked her neck chain and pulled her towards her cell. Layla felt good after the shower.

It was time for Roy to start interrogating Layla about the scam and people involved with it. Roy took her laptop bag with documents and came to her cell in the evening. He placed her laptop in front of her cell. "let's start from the beginning. How you got involved with this company? " Roy asked.

" Mr Bose was a part owner of the old company where i used to work previously. He offered me a job for secretory for the new company and I agreed. "

-" do you have any bank account details of the company?

- "yes, but there is no money now. The passbooks are there at the right side pocket of the bag". She told. Roy opened the flap and dumped everything on the ground. He found some pens, an eraser, two passbooks and a flat thick silver chain with embedded semi precious stones on it. "what's this? " he asked holding the silver chain on here hand.

- " oh, that's a religious armlet my mother made me wear during my schooldays. She believed it brings luck and it keeps evil away.I stopped wearing it when i started collage. But my mother insisted to atleast keep this in my laptop bag.

Roy smiled and kept it away. He asked a few more questions. Layla answered them.

" let me study these papers some more. I will hit you with some questions tomorrows " he told and folded the papers.

"Officer" Layla called as he was about to move " can you give me the armlet? I was actually missing my mom, also i need serious luck to get out of this mess" she smiled.

Roy gave her the armlet. She's tried to wear it on her left arm, but it was difficult with her wrists chained.

- "can you please help me out " she asked.

Roy unlocked the cell and came inside. He checked the armlet first. It was made of small round links closed together. There was a small pin at one end which can be hooked on any of the links to close it, adjusting the length of the chain. Roy placed it on her arms and adjusted the length.

"a bit tighter please. It tends to slip off the arm. " she told.

Roy fixed it tightly around her arm. There was a five inch extra slack dangling from the armlet. She was looking stunning in that. In fact Roy always had a sexual attraction towards girls wearing armlets. He locked her cell door again.

" can't you unlock some of my chains for good conduct? I answered everything you asked today. Please" Layla asked.

" This is the basic set of restraints you need to wear. By answering questions properly you are saving yourself from additional chains. " he told as he left.

3 days passed since Layla was kept in cell. There was no light in that store room she was kept. The light from the room outside was illuminating it. She had very limited space to move inside her cell. She spent most of her time sitting on her thin matress.

" can i please walk for sometime outside this room without those leg chains? " Layla asked Roy as he walked into the outside room with breakfast. " My legs are numb after being confounded in chains for so long. "

- " I can take you for a walk, but the chains stay " Roy told

- "Are you really that scared from a 5 ft 5 inch thin girl? Come on officer, my hands and neck will be still chained. " she was pleading.

" I will take you for a long walk Layla, but all your restraints stay on. If you agree then finish your breakfast and then we can move on. "

Layla had no other options. She badly wanted that walk. She finished her breakfast. Roy unlocked her cell and her neck chain from the wall. " bend down, keep your wrists on the floor and step over the handcuff chain" he told. Layla did as she was told. When she stood up again she realized now her wrists had been trapped behind her back. It was not very uncomfotable due to the 12 inch handcuff chain but it restricted all arm movement in front. " come " he said as he yanked her neck chain like a leash. Layla started walking slowly. She was limping with her sore legs. For the first time in 3 days she came out of the room outside her cell. Her leg shackles were hitting the stone floor with lots of metallic noise.

"what are this called anyway? She pointed at her ankles.

" legirons or fetters " Roy told.

"and the neck one?" she asked again.

" collar" he replied

" oh, like shirt collar, but made of steel" she pulled on her collar. " do you keep all prisoners chained like this? In jail" she asked.

" No" Roy replied, "you are a special case." he smiled.

Joy took her out of the back door to the lawn. Layla could see the far boundary wall. She would love to run to it and escape. But it felt like a distant fantasy with all the restrictive metals she was wearing on her body. " help me please" she shouted loudly suddenly. Roy was surprised at first but then laughed at her attempt to attract somebody to rescue her.

" don't worry, nobody could hear your voice here. This mansion is just a part of a farm with acres of land around it. Nobody stays nearby. There is also another boundary wall which is far from here and electrocuted to prevent any trespassing attempt. "

Layla really lost hopes now of escaping from this place. She was talking small steps to ensure her ankles does not get hurt.

" can't you give me lighter chains?"

"no, but i will ensure to put a gag in your mouth to shut you up next time we come out to walk. "

They walked for half an hour. Layla's ankles were sore but she enjoyed the walk.

They returned to her cell after the walk. Layla was feeling disgusted thinking that she will be again locked in that dump cold small room.

" can't you chain me somewhere else? To a railing, another room, anywhere. I feel clustophobic in that room. I can barely move in there " she asked.

" I will think about it if you behave well. " he told as he pushed her inside her cell and locked the neck chain to the wall.

" What is your name officer? Or Should i call you jailer? "

"You can call me Roy. And now you can move your handcuffs in front. " he told as he left the room .

Roy was seriously thinking about shifting her to another room. It was tiresome even for him to unlock her everytime she needed to go to bathroom. It was risky too.

He checked the first floor rooms. He found a 8x8 room with attached bathroom. It was a study room with a big desk and two removable book showcases. He started removing them and made the room bare without any furniture. There was a wooden window which he closed with metal sheets and nails from both inside and outside. He placed a thick mattress inside the cell . Now the only thing he did not like of the room was the wooden door. He wanted something solid, like the barred door in the store room. He took measurement and ordered a heavy one.

Layla was spending her days in the small cell. Roy gave her 3 sets of tube top and long skirts. There was nothing much to do there . It was barely a week since she was captured but it seemed like ages. She tried to make Roy believe that she was just been dragged into the scam without her knowledge but he was not ready to listen. She was also not been taken out for a walk after her first day.

Roy finally took delivery of the heavy barred door he ordered a week ago and brought it to the mansion. It was not very easy to carry the gate to first floor, but he somehow managed to carry it. He drilled and fixed the gate at the entrance of the room. He was satisfied with his work. He also fixes some rings on the wall at various points.

Layla got up as she heard Roy coming. "please can we go for a walk today? I haven't been out of the cell for last 3 days except going to washroom. Please Roy ".

"we can go for a short walk dear, but first let's start with a rule from today. I want you to move your handcuffs behind your back whenever you see me unlocking your cell door. "

"can we go for a walk if i do this now? " Layla asked.

"Sure " Roy replied.

Layla moved her handcuffs behind her back as Roy unlocked her cell.

He unlocked her neck chain and pulled it forward. He took her to the main hall. Layla was surprised when she saw him leading her towards staircase.

"where are you talking me? " she asked.

" you will see " Roy told as he kept on leading her up to the staircase.

It was very difficult for Layla to climb up the staircase with legirons on her ankle. She had to climb one step at a time. It took almost 10 minutes for Layla to reach the top stair. She was taken to her new cell. Layla was surprised to see the new place. Roy took her inside.

" this is your new cell. You will be staying here from now onwards, do you like it ?"

" the prisoner likes her cell jailer. But i would like to be free, not to be chained in a bigger cell. " she mocked.

" You cannot be free for a long time dear, the court will put you in jail for a very long time. This is just a rehearsal. " Roy replied as he locked the neck chain on the wall.

"you can also reach the bathroom here " he told as he showed her the bathroom. It was a small bathroom with a pan and a shower.

Layla liked it but she was scared of being more isolated than before. "so now you will not even come and unlock me for washroom. I will be locked in those fucking neck chain 24x7? " she asked.

Roy was feeling bad for the poor girl. But this was the best arrangement he could do to secure her here. " I will take you for a walk every alternate day " he told.

Layla sat on her matress as Roy locked her cell. The cell was much more comfortable in every aspect but it was like a permanent prison which was scaring her more and more. Layla cried for a long time.

She was really frustrated within two days. She was very angry. "how can somebody keep me in chains like an animal without my willingness against the law? " she though. She decided to stop cooperating with Roy.

Roy came to her cell in the evening with papers and a few questions about the scam. But Layla was furious. "i will not give any answers until you remove all those chains and hand me over to the court for lawful proceedings. " she shouted.

" look Layla, i have been behaving like a friend with you. But if you do not cooperate i will have to behave like a policeman and punish you until you cooperate. " Roy replied.

" do whatever you want. I am not your property. You cannot take my freedom like this. " she shouted.

Roy was really angry this time. He unlocked the cell door and took the padlock from the door bolt. Holding her collar he pushed her forcefully to the wall.

"what are you doing, leave me" Layla shouted.

Roy hold her to the wall with one hand and pulled her handcuffs over her head. Using the padlock he locked the handcuffs there in a wall ring.

"please unlock me Roy. " she shouted as she struggled to get free from the overhead ring.

" you deserve it lady. Now struggle all you can. "Roy replied.

" please Roy, i will answer your questions, i will cooperate. " she told.

"It is too late for that. " Roy told as he gathered all the papers and left.

Layla was still struggling. She started crying. She waited for Roy but he did not come back. Her arms and legs started paining after 3 hours. She could do nothing to stop the pain. "please come back Roy, please" she was shouting desperately. But there was no sign of Roy.

Roy kept her chained to the wall for the entire night. By morning het legs became numb. Her arms were shaking in pain. She almost lost her conciousness in pain. She never felt greater pain in her life ever. She was crying in pain and her helplessness.

Roy came back to her cell in the morning. It was already more than 12 hours passed since she was chained like that. "please" is the only word she could utter when she saw Roy. Her legs were tumbling. Roy could see dried tears on her cheeks.

" you need to be kept like this till you learn to obey me " he shouted.

" Nooo sir, pleaseeee" she was murmuring.

Roy walked out of her cell. Layla was still crying out in meek voice " pleaseeeeee sir, pleaseeeeee" but he ignored and left.

Roy came to his workshop and cut a 8 ft chain length and took some padlocks. He went back to Layla's cell.

"stand up properly" he commanded.

Layla gathered her last strengths and pulled herself up. Roy wrapped the chain around her waist tightly on the narrowest curve. He locked it in front with a heavy padlock .Layla could see everything but she had no stamina to resist. Roy then unlocked the padlock holding her handcuff to the wall ring. She cried in pain as she collapsed on the floor.

"Put your hands behind your back" Roy told in a commanding voice.

Layla passed her handcuff under her legs and took them behind her back despite pain on her arms. Roy took another small padlock and locked her handcuffs on her waist chain behind her back.

"Nooooo please nooo" she was crying when she saw her wrists being fixed behind her back.

Roy left her and closed the cell door and left. Layla tried to pull her hands from behind. But it was fixed really tightly on her waist chain. She anyway had no stamina to struggle. She slept as soon as she lay on the mattress.

Roy came to her cell with food by noon.

"Wake up Layla" he told as he kept the plate beside her mattress. Layla woke up suddenly and realized her handcuff was still locked on the waist chain behind her back. She looked at Roy hoping now he would free her hands from her waist chain.

But Joy left her food there and started walking towards the door.

"Roy please unlock my cuffs from this chain for me to have food. " she told.

"No dear. This is your punishment. It will stay on until I think otherwise. " he replied

" what? I don't believe this ! How will i eat then?" she was surprised!

"with your mouth" he told as he left the cell.

Layla started crying. She was very hungry. She had nothing since last 17 hours. Thought the handcuffs were not as painful as the police cuffs but due to her new waist chain she could only move her hands six inches on each directions from the waist chain behind her back. She lowered her face to the plate and started eating the food like a dog. Tears ran down her cheeks in humiliation but she had no other way. She finished her humiliating lunch and hobbled to the bathroom. She turned and used her hands to open the tap and put her mouth in the running water to wash.

Layla was hoping by evening Roy will release her from this awful waist chain. It was digging into her flesh. At evening Roy came back with papers and started asking questions.

" Layla, please tell me where is all the money? Invested somewhere? Properties? Cash? "

-" believe me i don't know. Mr Bose dragged me into this. I had no idea that he was buying property in my name. " Layla told.

-" what do you think we are? Fools? I have plenty of time to torture you. I will be happy if you do not answer my questions purposely. In that way i can torture you more. "he told.

Layla was scared. She really had no idea about all the money. It was true that she got a portion of that. But that was a very small amount and she wanted to keep it secure for her future. "i don't know anything sir" she told.

"Then why were you escaping?" Roy asked.

" I got to know that Mr Bose was shutting down the business. I use to handle almost everything including media and publicity. I knew that after Mr Bose, i will be targeted by deprived people. So i was compelled to run away. "

"Were you in contact with Mr Bose? "

"he called me once when I sent him my ph no at his mail ID. " she told.

Roy got up and gathered all the papers. Layla walked near the bars and showed Roy her handcuffs " Roy please remove the chain from my waist. It really hurts. I have already answered all your questions.

Layla, this chain you are wearing on your waist should remind you of your punishment for being arrogant here. This will not be removed so easily. So just try to get used to it.

Layla pulled her chains in frustration." sir please have mercy. I cannot change my cloths with my hands behind back. "

"nothing will happen if you don't change your cloths for 7 days. " Roy told.

Layla sat down on her bed. Nobody in her life behaved so cruelly with her in her life. She was feeling pure humiliation. She had to get out of this bondage.

Roy interrogated her for the next 3 days. She told all the minster's names who were involved in this case. Roy sent the informations to commissioner of police.

"please take me for a walk Roy"

Layla told when Roy came to give breakfast next morning.

"OK, but first finish the breakfast" Roy told as he kept the plate on the floor.

Layla got down on her knees and bent over to take the piece of bread by her mouth. Roy sat near her and held a piece of bread to her mouth. She ate that piece from Roy's hand. Tears started rolling down from her eyes.

" I have never been so helpless in my life" she told.

After breakfast Roy unlocked the neck chain from the wall and led her out of her cell. Layla hobbled along behind him.

" do you know how many padlocks you have locked around my body? " she asked Roy.

Roy did not want to answer. He pulled her by her neck chain.

"8 padlocks Roy, and if you have not realised, this chains are really heavy. So please stop pulling me by the collar. "

Roy lead her towards staircase. Layla took time to climb down. She was taken to the garden.

The weather was cool. She felt really good when sun rays hit her face. She sat on the grass.

"My ankles are sore. Please can i sit here for sometime? "she asked.

"No, i have to send some reports, also i have to cook" Roy told as he yanked the chain.

"Please officer. Let me have some fresh air. You can chain me somewhere. You know with so many chains and cuffs I have no chance to escape " she was pleading.

Roy thought for a moment. She was actually being tortured for last few days. He was feeling bad for her.

" OK, get up, let me get a suitable place to chain you. "

Roy was searching an anchoring point to lock Layla's neck chain. But there were no place suitable for that. All the windows were almost 7 ft high from the ground from outside. Finally he locked her neck chain to a high window.

" Not fair Roy. There is no slack for me to walk around. I just have to stand in one place" Layla told.

"Wait here" Roy told as he moved inside house. He cut a 20 ft chain length and took it outside. He replaced her 8 ft neck chain with this 20 ft one.

This chain was putting more weight on her neck but she actually got more freedom.

"Thank you Roy." She told.

Roy left Layla alone and went back inside. Layla walked on the grass for sometime. She sat down finally and rubbed her sore ankles. It was difficult as she had to bend her legs behind as her wrists were chained behind her back. She pulled her waist chain up a bit as it was digging into her flesh. She lay down on the grass and felt the sun on her body.

"At least i do not need to escape from people and police anymore." she thought. She was actually feeling free from all those tension. " This chained days are better than those escaping days" she smiled as she pulled her chains.

By afternoon Roy came back and unlocked the neck chain from the window. He took her to her cell once again.

" Let's keep this longer chain on your neck. It will be just easier for me to take you for walk next time. "he told.

"Can you please remove the waist chain now? Please Roy " Layla pleaded .

" 7 days, remember? " Roy told as he locked the cell and left.

Layla was feeling refreshed after the garden break. She sat on her matress and looked at her new neck chain. The slack of thick silver chain gathered around in a pile near her mattress. She pulled the pile up by her hand and realised that it is really very heavy. She dropped it once again with lots of metallic sound.

Roy finished sending reports and went to kitchen. Suddenly he heard faint sound near his window. Silently he peeped through the window and saw two men with black mask and guns approaching the back door. Roy immediately ran inside and picked up his gun. He silently got out of the front main door and went to the back of the house. The attackers had just cut the lock and one guy got inside. Roy fired at the man standing outside. He fall on the grass and died instantly. The other guy suddenly heard the gun shot and saw Roy outside. He ran inside to get cover. Roy fired from behind and he also fall on the floor. He was screaming in pain from the bullet injury on his lower back. Roy came near him and took away the gun.

"Are there more people coming here? " he asked pointing the gun at him?

"yesssss, you cannot escape. They will be here any minute. "

He kept on wailing in pain.

Roy ran towards his room and put the laptop and papers in the bag quickly. He then ran to the first floor.

Layla heard the gunshots and all the screaming. She was extremely scared. She was relieved when she saw Roy unlocking the door.

" What the hell was that? I heard gun shots!"

"Yes, we need to get out of here quickly. They came to kill you" Roy told as he quickly unlocked the neck chain from the wall. He kept both the padlocks in his pocket.

" How somebody would know i am here? " she asked.

" Ministers have moles inside police department. " he told as he pulled her neck chain. "Run " he shouted.

" How? " Layla shouted back. "My ankles are chained! Remove them".

Roy rolled her neck chain in a pile and gave it to her hand. Then he picked her up in his shoulder.

" There is no time " he told and carried her downstairs. He also picked up the laptop bag on the way and ran towards the front door. He settled her down on her belly on the suv backseat. He then bent her legs towards her ass, pulled her neck chain behind and wrapped some chain over both of her ankles and fixed it with a padlock, hogtying Layla.

"what are you doing? Let me out of the chains! " Layla was screaming. Roy looked around and found a piece of cloth inside the car kept for cleaning purpose. He quickly pulled the cloth between her teeth and tied it tightly behind her head. "mppppphhhhhhhh" she was muffling and struggling in her chains and gag. Roy locked the door and went inside once again. He picked up some canned food and a crate of water bottles and dumped inside the car. He sat on the driver seat and drove out quickly.

He drove for five miles straight towards the highway. As it was a police car the glasses were black, it helped him to hide struggling Layla from public eye.

Layla could not move an inch in the strict hogtie. She tried to unwind the chain wrapped in her legs with her hands but it was too tightly locked on her ankles.

Roy had to think really quickly about his next move. He knew he cannot leave the town as he knew by now the people tried to kill them had sealed all the exit points from the state and started searching for them. He drove towards the coastal area.

The coastal area in Daman and Deu had many abundant castle and old buildings. Many coastal buildings were closed down due to previous year's tsunami storm which actually made them inhabitable. He stopped somewhere and checked his phone for a place to take shelter for the time being. After browsing for sometime he found the perfect place. There was an old colonial time prison which was functional upto 1995. Then it was converted into a museum for tourists some 15 years back. But due to last year's tsunami the old fort closed down and now it was just a big abundant compound in debris. He drove towards the place to see if he get any place to stay for a couple of days.

The big main gate of the prison bore evidence of last year's storm.it had a big padlock locking the gate with a signboard from local authority suggesting people to stay away from the dangerous buildings. Roy got out of the car and checked around. There were no guards nearby. Roy locked the car and started walking alongwith the wall. He found a broken wall. He went inside through it.

The main building was devastated by tsunami. The building behind it was still standing. Roy broke the lock with a rock and went inside. It was full of debris inside. There were two staircases. One of which went towards 1st floor, anothr one went to the basement. The upward staircase was broken and unusable. But the basement staircase was still OK. He climbed down towards basement and opened the heavy door.

There were rows of heavily barred cells in both side of the corridor. Those were dark and dusty. But usable. There were electric switches on the main corridor but those did not work. There was a hand pump at the end of the corridor which still worked.

Roy came back outside and thought for a moment. He got gorilla combat training under Indian army before joining police force. He could survive almost anywhere. But the issue here was with Layla. " I need to make it suitable to keep her here" he thought.

Layla was still struggling inside the car. She had no idea what future hold for her. She knew there were people around who wanted to kill her. She was secure with Roy. But being with Roy means she had to continue being in chains and torture. But she still felt secured with Roy.

"Let me cooperate for sometime and then i will try to escape " she thought.

Roy came back and opened the car door. He unlocked the padlock and unwrapped the chain from her legs. Layla could stretch her legs after a long time. Roy helped her sit on the seat when Layla saw the old broken buildings. Roy took off her gag.

"Where are we? " she asked.

"Someplace safe. " Roy told as she pulled her out of the car.

"walk" he told as he pulled the leash forward.

" Atleast take the leg irons off Roy, really not easy to walk on these rocks with chained ankles." Layla told

Roy suddenly realised that he actually forgot to bring the padlock keys for Layla's restrains from the mansion while escaping. He rolled the neck chain again and lifted Layla on her shoulder. Layla blushed as her breasts pressed against Roy's shoulders. She started thinking about the man. Roy was strong, muscular, good looking. He cooked food for her everyday, bear with her tantrums, took care of her and saved her life. Most importantly he never tried to touch her inappropriately, although she was alone with him almost for last 10 days. But she knew one thing for sure. There was no chance of a relationship between a police officer and a prisoner.

Meanwhile Roy carried her to the basement of the jail building. The corridor was dark. Layla was scared seeing the place

"This is some old debris. You are not planning to stay here, right?" She asked.

" I am not planning to stay here, am just planning to keep you here" Roy said with a smile.

"what !!! No i can't stay in this dark damp cell Roy.please Roy let us find some other place" she shook her head and tried to walk away from the cell. Roy pulled her towards him. "look Layla, we can't go anywhere now. As far my experience tells me they are already searching us in the town. I have got food items and waters for couple of days. We need to hide here. I will try to clean the place for us to stay." Roy told.

Layla nodded in agreement. She had no other choice. Roy locked her neck chain to a bar. He then searched the basement for something to clean the cells. He got cleaning brush, buckets and other utensils. He came back and started cleaning a cell

" I can also help you if you remove this waist chain and let me take my hands in front. " Layla told.

"I am sorry, i left your cuff keys in the mansion. " Roy told.

"WHAT!!! How will i get out of this fucking chains now? " she was really worried.

"I will see to it. now you can come inside" Roy told as he finished cleaning the cell.

Layla went inside. It was a pretty big cell. There was an iron bed and a wash besin fixed at one side . Roy unlocked her neck chain from the bar and relocked it to the bed frame.

"Please stay here only. Don't leave me alone. " Layla pleaded.

"Don't worry. Just calm down. I need to take care of the car. Need to hide it too. "

Roy locked the cell door and went away. Layla sat on the iron bed. There was a high window which was throwing some light inside the cell. It was a big cell for actual prisoners. Layla checked her neck chain. It was securely padlocked. This time she was feeling more secure in those chains. " I can believe in Roy " she thought. "He is an experienced person and can save me from those murderars. "

Meanwhile Roy broke another gate lock and drove the car inside the compound. He wanted to cover the car. He came back to the main building basement. After searching several rooms he found a store room with several big boxes neatly stacked with big waterproof cloths covering them. He pulled down the cloth and took it away. He covered the car with the cloth.

When he came back to Layla's cell she was still sitting on the bed.

" Roy can you please unlock the waist chain somehow? My arms are paining being chained behind my back for so long. I can understand the situation and believe me, i will not try to escape. You really don't need to chain me anymore. "

" Dear, I cannot really take any more chances with you. Though i really want to believe you. Also i don't have keys for your chains. " Roy told.

Roy was also worried. He knew cutting those locks would not be easy. And if he needed to remove her chains in future, partially or fully, it would not be easy too .

"let me see in the storeroom if i get something to cut the padlock"

He went back to the store room. He opened a box among the stacked ones. There were plenty of old rusty chains inside the box. The label on the box read ' FOR MUSEUM USE - SHACKLES FOR PRISONERS BEFORE 1900 AD' . Roy put the box beside and checked all box labels. He found plenty of boxes with old prison dresses, documents, used utensils, torture devices and lots and lots of cuffs and chains. All labeled 'for museum use ' and as latest as 1990 used cuffs. The modern sets had inbuilt lock and adjustable cuffs. He checked the lockers on the wall and finally got a medium sized wire cutter.

Roy came back with the cutter. "Move around," he told Layla. Layla did as commanded. But he could not cut the padlock with the medium sized cutter. After lots of try finally Roy could cut the small padlock which was attaching Layla's cuffs to the waist chain.

"Oh, thank you" Layla said as he brought the handcuff in front.

" I cannot cut the big padlock of the waist chain with this little cutter. It will stay on your waist for now. " Roy told.

"That's OK sir. No need to feel sorry, I am still your prisoner. " Layla told with a smile.

They had some food. Roy emptied some cardboard boxes and lay them down on her bed like mattress.

"sleep for sometime. Let me call my boss and report the incidents."

Roy told and went out of the cell.

He called the commissioner of police and briefed the situation. "your phone might be tapped. So i cannot tell you where i am. But we need to hurry up to nab the ministers. " Roy told.

" OK Roy, let us file chargsheets. It might take 2-3 days time. Till then you be in a safe place. " he told.

Roy came back in the basement. Layla was still sleeping in her cell. He felt really bad for her. There was no provision in Indian law to keep a prisoner chained like this. But he had no other options.

Roy sat on the corridor. Eventually he also slept on the ground.

Next day morning Roy woke her up and gave her some food.

" What if i remove your existing cuffs and chains and give you a new set of restraints. It will be easier for me to remove them if needed in future. I don't have keys for your existing chain and i need to cut them somehow in future anyway. " he asked Layla.

" how will you find new chains here? I have told you to remove these. I am going nowhere. Please" Layla pleaded.

"OK, then be like this only" Roy told and left. He checked some more rooms and another building to get anything which can be used here for surviving.

Meanwhile Layla was thinking to herself "He is anyway going to keep me in chains till he hands me over to West Bengal police. " she was flipping the locks of her handcuff " The chains are actually helpful, it prevents me to do anything stupid. I would have tried to escape a thousand times if these chains would have not been locked in my limbs. And if i would, i would have been murdered by now" . After thinking for sometime she was ready for Roy's proposal.

Roy came back with two boxes. He could find some battery operated lights, some old cloth, few padlocks etc. Layla hobbled near the bars.

"It is Ok if you want to replace my chains, but can i choose the shackles? " she asked with a smile.

After lunch Roy unlocked Layla from the bedpost.

"come, let's find you a new set of restraints. "

"yes, i am soo excited" she said in a moking tone.

Roy lead her to the store room. The corridor was empty and all she could hear was the noise of her chains hitting the floor.

"How will you get chains and cuffs like this here? "she asked while walking.

"Don't forget this was a jail. The restraints were kept as a property of the museum " Roy told.

They reached the store room. She could see many boxes lying around. Roy hold her chain and stood in one corner.

"Please choose" he told with a smile.

Layla opened the first box. It had real heavy old shackles. She opened two more boxes and found same kind of shackles.

"These are all big shackles. I cannot be fit in those"

"because you are seeing the wrong boxes. Look at your left. Those are modern cuffs. There are two boxes which are labelled as woman. You can check them. " Roy told.

"So they also use to keep women in chains! " Layla chuckled.

She moved to her right. She found some derby style cuffs.

-"Are these for wrists? Looks painfully heavy. But resembles my cuffs. "

-" These are derby cuffs. Not good for long term use "

Layla kept on searching. Some cuffs were so heavy that she could not able to lift them properly.

In the 2nd 'woman' box she found a wide and big cuff. There was a chain attached to it which disappeared among other chains in the box.

" is this a collar?" She asked.

"yes, i think you have found a good one. " Roy told.

Layla could not untangle the chain. Roy came near the box to help her. With a lot of metallic noise he finally took it out.

" This is just not a collar. This is a full set of transport restraints." he told.

"But it looks heavy, a lot of chains. And so noisy" Layla told.

Roy checked the condition. It had a wide collar and a chain which connected to a pair of handcuffs and legirons. All had internal locks. There was only one key which could be used to unlock all the locks. The handcuffs were made of thick round smooth stainless steel with hinges. Ditto with the legirons but those were much bigger than handcuffs. Both cuffs could be adjusted according to size and locked. All cuffs and chains were made of silver stainless steel. Roy checked the locks. It worked perfectly.

"But it will be more restrictive Roy. It has a heavy chain between the collar and cuffs. And the collar is also so wide. " Layla was worried.

"Don't worry, the chain is long enough for free arm movements. The leg iron also have a bigger chain than your existing one" he told.

Layla searched for some more time but she could not find anything better than this. She checked a box which had ' torture devices'.

"what's this? " he pointed out to a ball and chain.

"that's a ball and chain. Prisoners used to get that as punishment. "

"but how it was used" she asked.

"i will use it on you if you don't listen to me. Then you will know" He told with a smile.

Roy collected the cuffs and chains and lead her back to the cell.

" can i take bath before you put the new chains on me?" she asked.

"OK" Roy told and he took her to bathroom. He fixed her neck chain to a iron pipe.

Layla removed her cloths and took bath with a bucket of water supplied by Roy from a working hand pump outside the bathroom. She did not have any towel to dry herself. She waited for sometime and shook off additional water from the body. She wore her cloths again and came out of the bathroom.

"can you please unlock me from the iron pipe? " she asked Roy.

Roy turned to Layla. She was looking stunningly sexy. Her tube top was stuck on her still wet body hugging her 32D breasts and perfectly shaped body. The wet long hair, the water droplets on het lips, The armlet on her arm was adding to her sex appeal. She was looking like a diva in chains.

Layla realized that Roy was checking her out. She smiled at him. Roy looked away and went to bathroom to unlock her neck chain.

" Who are there at your house Roy? " she asked when Roy came out of the bathroom.

" no one. I was an orphan. Raised by a police officer whom i used to call dad. " Roy told.

" it's he still there? "

" no, died 4 years ago" Roy told.

" I am sorry" Layla quipped.

" what about you? I know your parents passed away 2 years back . I read your file. With whom you used to stay at Kolkata? "

"With my uncle's family. But i think after all these cases even he will not be ready to let me stay at his home again. " she told

They started walking towards the cell slowly.

"so do you have a girlfriend? " she asked.

" No, no respire from work. " Roy smiled.

" So you only check out girls who are just out of shower? " she laughed.

Roy blushed. "I am sorry, i did not want to offend you there" . He was embarrassed.

"Hey that's OK. You have always been good to me. Except for the chaining part" she laughed." will you come to meet me at jail when i will be sentenced? " she asked.

"May be sometimes" Roy told.

They reached the cell. Roy locked the neck chain again to the bed frame. He took the wire cutter and started working on Layla's handcuffs. He cut both the locks in half an hour. Layla

Please keep your hands behind your head. He commanded. Layla did as she was told. He took the new cuffs,brought her hands in front one at a time and locked both the wrists in front. The chain between the cuffs was just 6 inches. The chain linking both the collar and legirons were welded through the middle ring of handcuff chain.

"The handcuffs are even thicker and heavier than the previous one. Though it is not so wide. " Layla told.

" It is made of tempered steel." Roy told .

"But the chain is much shorter" Layla told. She did not find it comfortable.

Roy cut the leg iron locks as well in sumtime.

"Can't you give me some 'free from chain ' time before you lock the new one? " she asked.

" No" Roy told as he locked the new leg irons on her ankles. He made it snug fit so it would not hurt her ankle bones so much.

" These are comfortable, isn't it?" he asked.

" Dear Mr officer, have you ever tried an ankle cuff yourself? " she asked.

"No" Roy told

"Then please note all ankle cuffs hurt. No matter how comfortable it is " she told in a moking tone.

Roy did not want to argue. He started working on her collar. He cut the padlock too in half an hour.

" ufff it was really heavy" Layla told as soon as Roy removed it from her neck. She tried to rub her neck but realised that the connecting chain between leg irons and handcuffs prevent her to raise her hands above her breasts in a seating position. She had to bend her legs up to reach her neck with her hands.

" More restrictions" she sighed.

Roy rubbed her neck to ease the pain. Layla really felt good as he touched her.

" Some more massage please" she pleaded.

" May be next time" Roy told as he brought the collar to her neck and closed around it. It to had an internal lock behind the back of the neck. He pushed the end inside and heard a click.

"we are done here" he told.

" What about the waist chain? Please remove that as well. " she told.

" It is locked by a bigger padlock" i cannot cut it with this cutter. " he told.

Layla got up from the bed. She walked for a short distance. The chains on her body were heavier than previous ones. But thanks to the longer legiron chain she could now take bigger steps. Also she could pull the connecting chain between handcuff and legiron to prevent the legirons from hitting the floor. The movement of hands became much more restricted. She could only move her hands from her belly till below her breasts in standing position. The collar was wider and tighter in her neck. The neck chain was getting pulled often whenever she tried to move her hands away from her body.

"This is too restrictive." she told.

"You will get used to it" Roy told

Layla came back to the bed. Roy unlocked the old neck chain from the bed. The other end was still attached to the old collar with a big padlock. Roy locked the free end to Layla's new collar with a padlock.

" don't you think i already have enough chains on my body? "she asked.

" This is the last one " Roy told with a smile as he locked the other end of the neck chain to the bed. The old collar dangled from the bedpost.

Layla sat on the bed. Roy hold her hand.

" Don't worry. I am here to help you whenever you need. " he told.

Layla felt really secure with his every word. She leaned forward and kissed Roy on his lips. Roy was not ready for the situation. He pushed her back after the initial moment.

"I am sorry, i did not want to complicate things here" Roy told.

Layla was angry with the rejection " Oh yeah, i am just a prisoner" she pulled the connected chain in frustration.

"I... I did not mean that. You are beautiful and i like you. But i am assigned to keep you in safe custody. I can't take advantage of your situation. " Roy told.

"Whatever " Layla told and sat on her bed.

2 days passed since they were hiding in the old abundant building. Roy was feeling really bad for keeping Layla in heavy chains all the time. He liked her adjustment ability. Even with all the bondage she was behaving so naturally. She had a childish nature hidden somewhere inside. She could speak nonstop in any topic. He wanted to hold her in her arms, kiss her gently on her lips. But the situation did not allow him to do that. Meanwhile all the food and water stock was over. Roy had to go out to buy some more supplies.

" I am scared Roy. What if you don't come back? What if they find me here in your absence? I can't get out of these chains by myself! " Layla asked.

" Don't worry Layla, i will come back within couple of hours. " Roy told as he left.

Layla say on the floor near the bars. She realized that she became so dependent on him. The chains made her so helpless. But she enjoyed being in someone else's control. She was still enjoying waiting for Roy. Was this love she was experiencing? She was so damn confused.

Roy came back with some ready to eat food, water cans and a small stove. He unlocked Layla's cell door and went in with two plates.

"let's eat" Roy told as he held a piece of bread near her mouth. Layla took the food from his hand.

Roy sat down and feed her the entire portion. He was still feeling guilty for being rude two days back.

"Layla, can i tell you something? "

"what? "

" I promise to meet you every week in jail even if you are sentenced. I like you. Sorry for being rude yesterday. I don't have much experience in talking to girls". He smiled.

"But why? I am a criminal" she said with tearful eyes.

" court is there to decide that. For me you are a sweet girl. Everybody makes mistakes in life. I don't judge you with that" he told.

Roy leaned forward and kissed Layla. She returned the gesture.

"Can't you keep me as your prisoner for entire life? I don't mind being chained and controlled by you but i don't want to go to jail. " she told.

"I would like to.... But it is not in my hand" Roy told.

They chatted for hours about their past, likes, dislikes etc. Layla forgot that she was still chained. She enjoyed the moment.

Roy's cell phone rang. It was the commissioner of police. He went out to receive the call.

" Roy, there is a good news. We have framed chargsheets against the corrupted ministers and they were forced to resign from their posts. We have also got some information about the money from the documents you sent. Most of it had been transfer to a overseas account in the name of Mr Bose's wife and daughter. Also some property had been bought in Layla's name in India, but the power of attorney was given to Mrs. Bose. So in future she could change names. The signature on the property paper was also fake for Layla. But we got evidence that she got around 1 million INR to keep her mouth shut. So she will also be facing charges. " commissioner told.

" Sir, can I request something? " Roy asked.

" Go ahead my boy " he replied.

" Sir, due to the informations given by her we could actually nabbed the main culprits and recovered money. She wad never a part of the actual crime. She has suffered enough. She was strictly chained in a cell for last 2 weeks and tortured like anything. Can't we just leave her out of the charges?" Roy told.

" It is true that she actively did not participate in cheating. She just got some money from her boss to keep her mouth shut.Hmmm... We could ignore this. But if you release her she might sue the department!" commissioner told.

"I will take care of that sir. " Roy told.

" OK, give me a day's time to think. Also you can tell her to keep the money she received from the company as a compensation.but only after i confirm. " he told.

"thank you sir. " Roy was happy.

He came back to Layla's cell once again.

" Roy, thank god you are back. Please come here urgently, ahhhhh" she shouted when she saw him.

" what happened? " Roy told as she unlocked the cell door and rushed inside. Layla was lying on the floor.

Roy held her and pulled her up. She suddenly opened her eyes and laughed.

" I need a kiss in emergency Roy" she was laughing naughtily.

Roy smiled too " You have become very naughty. I need to punish you for that. " he told and walked out.

He came back in a minute with the ball and chain. It was a 5 kg ball with a foot of chain attached to it. There was a cuff attached at the other end of the chain.he locked the cuff around her left leg.

"what's this? How will i walk with this? " Layla was surprised.

"Now this will be your test on how badly you want the kiss from me. " Roy told as he came out of the cell and stood very close to the bars.

" you need to come to me for a kiss, dragging the ball and chain. if you need another kiss then you need to again go back, touch the bed and come back here. " he was smiling.

" you are cruel." Layla told and started walking towards the bars. She was dragging the ball behind her. It was really heavy.

" How long they used to keep prisoners chained to this ball? " she asked.

"Sometimes the entire year." Roy told.

Layla reached the barred door with great difficulty. She sat down near the bars, held his face and kissed his lips through the bar.

" How long ar you planning to keep the ball and chain on my ankle? " she asked after the passionate kiss.

" May be forever" Roy smiled.

Layla picked the ball with her hands and ran towards the bed with her torso bent forward. She touched the bed, reached back to the bars and dropped the ball. She was panting. All she wanted was another kiss.

Roy held her close through the bars and kissed her again.

"I love you" Layla whispered.

"Me too" Roy told .

Roy immediately did not want to give her information about the new twist on her case. He wanted to get confirmation from police commissioner first.

Meanwhile they spent the day in each others arms.

"will you wait for me till i come out of jail? " Layla asked.

" I will" he told.

They were sitting in the corner of the cell. The ball and chain was still locked on Layla's ankle.

" How many days do I have until you have me over to police for the real arrest?" she asked.

" very soon" he told.

She held Roy more closely. She did not want to get away from him.

" For all these years i searched for love. But found the real one at the worst situation" Layla told as tears rolled down from her eyes.

" Don't worry, everything will be alright " Roy told as he embraced her closely.

Police commissioner confirmed next day that he decided not to file a chargsheet on Layla's name. The documents she gave already proved the involvement of ministers in the case at a fast track court and almost the entire money was recovered.

Roy was happy. He came back to Layla's cell and started removing her ball and chain from her ankle. Then to her surprise he removed the leg irons. The handcuffs and collar followed next. Within five minutes all her chains were unlocked and removed from her body except the waist chain which could not be removed without a heavy cutter anyway.

" what happened? Why are you removing the chains? " she was surprised.

Roy smiled and told her everything. She started crying in joy once she heard that she was a free woman now.

"They will not press any charges against you. And though they know that you also got some money from the company, you can keep that as a compensation for the torment i gave you. "

She set down and started crying. Roy held her.

" let's go. We need to leave. We will take the next flight and i will drop you to your house." he told.

" I don't have any home now Roy. My uncle will not take me back. " she told.

"But you are not a criminal. We are not pressing any charges! " he told.

"still they will not believe me. A girl who fled from her home with criminal charges will never be welcomed back" she sobbed with every word.

" so what do you want to do next?" he asked.

" I don't know, really "

" Will you come and stay with me? I want to be with you forever. I want to marry you. " he told everything in one breath and stopped.

" Are you proposing out of pity? What will your relatives think? " she asked.

"I don't have relatives and i stay alone. So no worries. Please come with me. I love you and really want to be with you " Roy held her hands and told.

Layla thought for a moment. "Roy, i have taken many wrong decisions in my life. I don't want to be wrong all the time. So if i go with you, i want you to take control of my life fully. I would like to be a prisoner for you for the rest of my life. Please control me the way you controlled me here. " she told.

" What! " Roy was confused. "so you want to be chained and controlled like this for the rest of your life? " he asked.

"yes, please Roy, i want to enjoy the helplessness. I want to rely on you. I will do whatever you want me to do, your household works, cooking, everything. You can chain me, punish me or keep me in a cage, i don't mind. Just keep on loving me." she pleaded.

Roy smiled. "OK prisoner. Just gather your chains and come with me. " let's get you a new cell."

Layla kissed him passionately. A new life was awaiting for her. She gathered all the chains and followed Roy.