Author's Note: My 4th story on non-consensual long term bondage. It is my duty to remind readers once again that English is not my first language (Not even my second one) so please excuse my grammatical mistakes. I have a 'Armlet (jewelry worn on upper arm) fetish, hope that does not hamper the mood. Please comment so i can improve my next story...

Happy reading.........


Neha was very excited as she waited at the airport. This was the first time she was traveling outside India, That too in a private flight. She took a selfie with the luxury lounge in the background and posted in Facebook. The 23 years young beautiful girl was thanking god for giving her such a huge opportunity.

Neha Bose, the gold medalist in foreign language and history, graduated from Kolkata University just a few weeks back. She was called for an interview by French embassy for a post of translator for French foreign minister who was coming for an Asian tour. Neha was fluent in almost all Asian language and so she was selected immediately. She was ordered to accompany minister for Indonesia visit in his chartered flight.

"Please follow me this way" the airline staff asked. Neha got up and followed her. She was boarded to the flight even before the minister arrived.

Neha was introduced to the French minister as everybody boarded the plane. There were just 15 people inside the small fight. Engine started and soon they left the airport.

Turbulence started after around 2 hours of journey. The weather was bad. Captain signaled to lock the seat belts as the weather turned from bad to worse.

"We have lost contacts from air control room." the captain announced. The flight was shaking violently. Neha was very scared. She put on the life jacket as instructed by cabin crew. She could see thunderbolts from so close. Suddenly one engine bursted in flame as the flight started losing altitude. Everybody was shouting and crying. The plane was going down very fast. Neha screamed and closed her eyes as she sensed the end of her life is near. As soon as it reached near sea level the right side exploded and Neha was thrown out of the plane with her seat into air just near sea level. The plane crashed almost 200 feet ahead of Neha into the sea. Neha's seat landed into sea and started getting drowned due to the weight of her seat. She was thrashing her limbs in desperate attempt to free herself from the seat as it was dragging her deeper into the water. By some chance the belt locks opened and she freed herself and floated up into the water surface. She was out of breath and was panting hard. In her horror she could see the whole plane burning and drowning in front of her eyes. She was also badly hurt and exhausted. She lost her consciousness soon.

When she woke up she was still floating in the water, thanks to her life jacket. Her legs were hurting. She looked around to search for any survivor but she could find none. She could see a big plank of wood floating nearby. She reached near it and got up over that. She was crying in pain and shock. There was a nasty cut on her left leg.

She waited for the whole day. There was only water as far as she could see. She was thirsty and hungry. By evening she lost all hope of surviving. The salt water was burning her skin. By next day morning her mouth was dead dry. She knew she would not survive the day like this. She could see dead bodies floating near her. Her senses were weak. She was lying on the plank.

Suddenly she heard an engine sound nearby. She could see a small mechanical boat going the other side from far away. She told herself that probably this was the last chance she got to survive. She raised her hands and shouted with whatever strength she had left. She raised a wood piece and waved. The boat finally changed its course and started coming towards her. She lost her consciousness again.

Neha opened her eyes and woke up slowly. She was too weak to get up. She looked around. She was lying inside a hut made of coconut leaves and mud with a single mattress on the ground and a makeshift table with utensils on the side of the room. She tried to get up again but her legs hurt a lot. She looked down and saw a bandage around the wound on her leg. She was wearing the same black full sleeve top and black long pants which she wore at the day of accident.

A man entered the hut. He was middle aged, around 55 years. He was tall, muscular and dark. He was wearing just a pair of shorts.

"So you are awake?" he asked in Hindi with a smile.

"Where am I? Are you from rescue team? "She asked.

"Don't worry; I have rescued you from the aero plane debris. I have fed you some juice through your mouth. You should be fine within a couple of days. The leg wounds will heal in couple of weeks. "He told.

"I need to call my parents. Can you give me a cell phone? "

The man smiled, "Right now you are in a small island where only I live. So a phone call is not possible here. "

"Have you informed anybody? I need to go back to India as soon as possible. "

"What's the hurry? "The man asked "let me help you gain your strength back first ".

Neha looked at his face. She really felt that she knew him. But she could not recognize him. The man gave her some medicine. Neha was too weak to even think straight. Neha slept well after taking them.

She woke up again in the same place. She was feeling much better. There was daylight all around. She tried and got up and walked outside.

She expected to see some kind of a village outside but all she could see was a mountain on one side and jungle on the other. She could hear the sound of sea nearby. There was water well near the hut. A round pulley wheel frame with a bucket and chain was attached to it for taking water out of the well.

"Feeling better?" the man asked from behind. He was carrying some woods and an axe. He dropped them near the hut.

"y-yes better" she told. Her skin was still burning from the salt water.

"What is this place?" Neha asked.

"A tiny island far from civilization. Nobody comes here. There is not even a flight way over it. I wonder how your plane came this side? And how did you survive? "

"I have no idea" Neha told. "The weather was bad and we crashed on the sea. Miraculously I survived. I think they will send a search party soon "she told.

"The site of accident is at least 300 Km from here. We have come a long way from that "he told.

"How do you know Hindi? Where are you from? "Neha asked.

"I am from Pakistan,

"What is the nearest country? I need to reach there. Please help me. "She told.

"In due time" he smiled.

"My name is Neha; I am from India, what's your name sir? Neha asked.

"Shaik" he told and moved inside the hut.

"Why do you stay here? And how do you survive here? "

"I get some supplies from nearby countries. Beside i love to stay alone "he quipped and left.

The man seemed surprisingly civilized compared to this place. Neha was still feeling she knew this man's face but she could not recognize him fully.

Suddenly something stroked in her brain. "Ali! Ali Khan? "She panicked. Ali was the most wanted terrorist by both India and USA. There was breaking news of his death just a few years back. She even could remember his face. She was really worried now. She knew that this man was one of the most feared terrorist leaders. But seeing him alive was really shocking. She did not want to take any more risk. She started running towards the sea to find an escape route from here.

She walked for almost 15 minutes. But she could not find any way out of the jungle. Her leg was hurting badly. She sat down near a tree, fatigued.

"I see that you have recognized me. It is after all a very popular face. "Ali told from behind. Neha jumped up in fear and tried to run but fall on the ground due to her sore left leg. Ali ran near her and held her arm.

"You know it is too bad that you have recognized me. I was really willing to drop you to some part of Indonesia. I was really spending a quiet life here"

"Sir, please leave me. I will not tell anyone that you are here, I promise" Neha told. She was crying.

"I cannot do that sweetheart. That's too risky for me. I am really not sure what to do with you now" he told as he lifted Neha from the ground. She was struggling, shouting and crying but Ali was too strong for her. He took her back to his hut and dropped her on the ground.

"You know rather than killing you, I can use you as a help here. God have given your life back once. It should be for a purpose. "Ali told.

"Let me go you bastard" Neha was shouting. She tried to kick him but he dodged easily.

Ali held her arm firmly with one hand and took a padlock from a bag with the other hand. He dragged Neha out again from the hut despite her struggle. He took her near the well. He pulled the chain from the pulley which was used to pull water out from the well and wrapped it around her neck twice. Then he locked it by the padlock. Neha tried to pull the padlock as strongly as possible to free herself from the chain but both the chain and the padlock was too strong for her. She tried to pull the other end from the well. The pulley started rotating as she pulled the chain hard. A strong iron bucket with water soon followed the chain.it was heavy. She extended her hands and threw the water from the bucket. Then she tried to pull the chain to free either the bucket or the chain from the pulley. But the bucket got stuck on the pulley frame which was made of strong wood beam. The chain was also strongly welded to the bucket and there was no chance to break it. She cried in frustration. Ali was nowhere to be seen. She left the chain and the bucket fall down pulling the additional chain slack out. There was an iron bit welded to Neha's side of chain which got stuck in the pulley frame and stopped the wheel. Leaving just about five feet of slack for Neha.

Neha sat on the ground, panting. She was too exhausted. She tried thinking about the ways of escape from here. She was still panicked. She knew he had a boat, which could be the only possibility to escape from here. But she had no idea how to drive a mechanical boat, and where she would go. She sat there, crying.

Ali returned by evening. He was carrying some fruits.

"Sir, please remove the chain from my neck and let me go. I promise not to tell anyone about you, I swear on my mother and father. Please sir. "

But Ali completely ignored her and went inside the hut. Neha kept on pleading. She was thirsty. She pulled the chain to fetch some water from the well. The water was cold, sweet. She drank it and sat down on the ground again.

Ali came to her after sometime with a plate of fruits.

"This is what you get here. I occasionally go for fishing. Also have some vegetable field in the backside of the island. "He told very casually.

"Sir, please let me go. I want to see my parents again. "She was crying.

"The soon you convince yourself that you are going nowhere, lesser the pain will be for you. Now pray to god for the food and eat" Ali told in a calm voice.

"Fuck you, go to hell" Neha was frustrated. She threw the plate away. Ali calmly got up and collected food from the ground and left.

Neha sat on the ground for whole night. She was tired, fatigued, panic stricken.

She was kept chained to the well as two days passed. She did not get any food after she rejected her dinner. She did not have any more strength to even get up and struggle or plead. She was only surviving on water from the well. Her mind was going blank. Her cloths were dirty and torn due to the struggle. There were dark circles around her eyes.

"Sir, please listen to me" she pleaded as she saw Ali. Ali came near her. She desperately wanted to get out of here. She pulled her shirt down to show some cleavage.

"Please sir, use me if you want to. But let me go. I am pleading you." she cried.

Ali laughed at her. He pulled his pants down a bit and showed her a scar.

"Look at this, I sacrificed my manhood at the age of 25, this is a bullet injury. I felt god wanted me to devote my focus and energy to serve him. Now I cannot deviate by any greed from the way of god. I don't need you sexually. "He told.

"Your god also does not want any girl to be tortured like this! Does he? Please let me go home." Neha was crying hysterically.

"You need to believe in him and act like a pure soul. Don't compel me to kill you. Accept the way of god and stop fighting with destiny" he told.

Neha understood there was no way she could convince him at this moment. She decided to cooperate until she gets a chance to flee.

"I am sorry sir "she told in a meek voice. "I am very hungry. Please give me some food"

Ali smiled. He went back to hut and took some fruits and came back. Neha ate as soon as she got the food. She was really hungry.

Ali took the empty plate and started moving back to hut.

"Sir please doesn't leave me here chained like this. This is inhuman. I am all soiled and dirty. Please sir" Neha told.

"You still have to learn your lessons. And I don't have any place to keep you" Ali left despite her pleading.

Neha slept on the ground again. She spent two more days there. She could pull the chain to go almost 20 feet from the well to piss and dump near the edge of the jungle. She tried to break the chain with stone when Ali was not around. But she was unable to even put a scratch on the heavy links.

She decided to take her chances. She got an opportunity after 6 days of captivity. Ali kept some cut woods near the hut. Neha pulled the complete slack from the wheel and reached till the pile of woods. She picked up one solid piece and hid it near the well.

By afternoon Ali came near her and gave her some bread and fish curry. Neha was pretending to be sleeping. When he bent to keep the plate on the ground she suddenly took the wood and hit him on his head. But Ali was very flexible and shielded himself from the attack. The wood hit the side of his forehead and there was blood flowing from the wound. He slapped her hard and she fall on the ground.

"Bitch, you have really got into my nerves this time" he kicked her in her belly. Neha cried out in pain. He left her there and went back to his hut.

Ali came back with another thin chain and a padlock. Neha was still sobbing and whining in pain. Ali turned her on her belly and sat on her back.

"Leave me alone you freak" Neha was shouting in pain. He pulled both her wrists behind her back and forcefully wrapped the thin chain around both her wrists many times, binding them together behind her back. He made it very tight and shut it with a padlock.

Neha was so exhausted and terrified that she could not fight back.

Ali left her on the ground and went back to the hut. Neha tried to get out of the chain but it was painfully digging into her soft flesh. She struggled a lot and realized the chain was not coming off.

When she saw Ali again she pleaded to get the chain off her wrists. "Please sir, it hurts. I am very sorry sir. Please have mercy ".

But Ali did not bother to reply. He gave her some fruits by evening. Neha realized she had to eat like an animal without using her hands. Her cheek still hurt from the hitting. She ate like an animal. At night she realized she now could not be able to use the full slack as it was not easy to pull the bucket full of water with her hands behind her back. She even could not take water from the well by herself. She was frustrated from the bondage.

Next morning Ali woke Neha up.

"Kneel" he commanded.

Neha sat up and kneeled in front of him. Her arms were hurting badly.

"I am really sorry sir, please sir, I will never do anything stupid like that again."

"You need to be punished for your behavior, or you will never learn"

Neha panicked as Ali picked up a thin branch of tree and came near her. He started beating her mercilessly. Neha was shouting and crying. Her skin was on fire.

Ali gave her 25 strokes. He left her groaning in pain.

Four more days passed. Neha stopped pleading him to release her wrists. She became silent and spent her days sitting beside the well. She had no idea what Ali was thinking. Her wrists were bruised and her shoulders pained a lot. Her skin became tanned and hair tangled and messy. She lost count of days.

Ali released her hands after 7 days. Neha rubbed her bruised wrists. She thanked Ali. Ali gave her an old sleeveless shirt and shorts.

"Take bath and change your dress" he told and left. Neha fetched some water. Her hands were shivering due to long confinement behind her back. She removed her black full sleeve shirt and jeans and poured water over herself. Water felt nice on her skin. She cleaned her body and put on the shirt given by Ali. It was a bit big but she did not mind. She changed her jeans and put on the shorts. She realized that her lucky armlet would now be seen on her left arm as the shirt was sleeveless. She had it in her arms since her childhood. It was made of some astrological semi-precious stones embedded in a silver chain. Her mother told her not to remove it ever and she always kept her words.

Ali came back after sometime. He saw the armlet on her arm.

"What's that?" he asked.

"Lucky armlet given by my mother in my childhood. Please let me keep this with me sir" she pleaded.

Ali told her to keep it. He took out the thin chain again and told her to put her hands behind.

Tears rolled down from her eyes, but she knew pleading would not gain her anything. She anyway could not fight with him when she was chained to this well. She crossed her wrists behind her back. She knew that if he had decided to keep her chained like that, he would be exactly doing that, then why struggle?

"Please sir, it hurts a lot" she told as Ali wrapped the chain over her crossed wrists tightly.

"God wants me to make you learn the hard way. I am sorry but you chose the suffering "he told as he applied the padlock.

Neha was sobbing. She again sat down on the ground.

"How can I convince you that I will never try to hurt you again? Please sir, give me one chance. "

Ali sat on the ground beside Neha.

"I am not worried about getting hurt by you; I want you to understand that you now belong to this island. There is nothing near to the island; you cannot survive if you try to escape. These chains are for your own good. It will prevent any urge of trying to get you in danger. "Ali told.

"Sir I behaved foolishly. I will never try to escape again. Also the chain on my neck is heavy and strong enough to keep me here. My wrists hurt sir; I also cannot take care of my personal hygiene. I can do anything to get the chain off my wrists. "Neha told.

"I will see to that." Ali told and left. Neha sat against the well wall again.

Ali came back in the afternoon pushing a handmade cart. It had plenty of heavy chains, sheets of metal, some cutting tools and a soldering machine with a gas cylinder.

He first took the measurements of her ankles. Then he started cutting two steel sheets according to the measurement. It was around two inch wide and 1/3 inch thick.

Neha was scared. She knew something was getting made for her ankles.

"Sir, what are these? Are these for my ankles? "She asked in fear as Ali bent those sheets with a hammer to round them like cuffs with flat ends.

"Yes, they are. It will be convenient to keep you away from the urge of escaping. "Ali told with a smile.

Neha had no idea how those wide cuffs could bind her until Ali pulled out heavy chains from the cart. It became very clear to Neha that he was making some kind of leg irons for her ankles.

"Noooooo sir please, I have told you that I will not try to escape. Please sir, don't hurt me anymore. "She kept on pleading.

Ali ignored her and continued working. He chose a heavy chain and cut a fifteen inch length. By using the soldering machine he welded the chain between two cuffs. He used a file to smooth the cuff edges. The cuffs now looked like 'C' alphabet with flat ends protruding out vertically from both end. He made a hole in the middle of the flat ends to accept a bolt. The chain was welded to the curved side. The craftsmanship was impressive.

Neha looked away on the other side. She could no more see the devilish device made for her own peril. There were tears on her eyes.

Ali finished the shackles and came near Neha. "Lay down on your stomach. "He ordered.

Neha kissed his legs and started pleading again. "Noooooo sir please, I will obey all your orders. I don't want that thing to be put in my ankles. Pleaseeeeee"

Ali held her shoulders and forcefully pulled her on the ground. He took one cuff and pushed it over her left ankle. Neha was still struggling. She did not want Ali to put those cuffs on her ankles.

"I am going to close the cuff ends with a hammer. If you move you get hurt" he told in a strong voice. Neha stopped struggling in fear as soon as he took the hammer.

"Please noooooo sir" she kept on pleading.

He took a wood block and placed it under the flat ends of the cuffs and hammered the flat ends together to close the cuffs on her ankle. Neha was so scared of the impact that she did not dare to move her leg an inch during the hammering. He then put a bolt through both plates and used the welding machine to seal the other end permanently.

Neha cried in pain as the cuff became very hot during welding. Ali took the other cuff and repeated the process with her right leg.

When he left Neha she tried to sit up, only to realize the power of her new accessory. It was snug fit on her ankles. It was heavy and very noisy. The chain was thicker than her neck chain. It was painfully sitting on her ankle bones. It was even looking impossible to walk in those chains. The metallic jingles made her feel more helpless.

"It's hurting badly sir. I will do whatever you want me to do sir. Please remove it, I am begging you."

Ali did not answer. He took out a key and unlocked the chain from her wrists. She took her hands in front and immediately tried to pull the leg irons open. She pulled the locking bolts, the joints, the chain, but it stayed firmly on her ankles.

"What do you want from me you freak? Don't play sadistic games with me. "She was shouting.

"You will understand that this is for your own good. I don't want you to sit like vegetable here all day. I would like you to help me in my daily life here." he told.

He again came near her and took measurement of her wrists. Neha tried to get away from him but she surely could not match his power. She was really worried now.

"Pleaseeeeee no more chains sir. What do you think I am? An animal? Does your god really permit to chain a girl without her will? "She asked.

"Do you really want me to bind your hands behind your back for the rest of your life like before?" he asked.

Neha panicked "No sir please " she murmured.

"Then shut the hell up and let me work." he shouted. Neha stopped pleading and sat down in fear.

Ali took another thick metal sheet and started cutting the same. Neha could see the new metal sheet was also taking a shape of a cuff as Ali hammered it out. He made two similar cuffs and then attached them with a 6 inch chain. Neha could see her own freedom go away as the cuffs were made. She was still exploring her leg irons for chance to be able to free her ankles from the steel grips.

"Don't fight it. You might hurt yourself. Just accept it" Ali told as he pushed her left wrist into the new cuff. Neha shivered as the steel cuff touched her slender wrist.

"Why did you rescue me? Why did you not let me die after the accident? "She asked as he put the wood block under the flat ends.

"Because god wanted me to have a companion" he told as he hammered the ends together. He pushed the bolt and welded them shut. She knew it would never come off.

He repeated the process with her right wrist.

Neha tested her bondage. She had to keep both hands very near to each other. The cuffs were firmly fit and there were no escape from those heavy cuffs. It was so tightly fit that she was not able to rotate her wrist inside it.

"So these are the punishment you gave me for hitting you. Right? " Neha asked.

"I stopped thinking about revenge since the day I left the path of destruction. I am just being practical here, I want you to walk and work. But I don't want you to think about freedom anymore. "

"Oh yes" Neha told" you want me to be your slave"

"Not really, I want you to be my companion. But since you don't understand the difference its better this way" he told. "And there is more for you than just those chains you are wearing" he smiled as he went back to the cart.

"Please stop," she cried out. "I can't take anymore. I am chained by my neck, wrists and ankles. What more do you want? "She pulled her cuffs in frustration.

"I have abducted many people during my old days. From my experience I can tell you one thing. The more chain you put on someone's body, the sooner they become obedient" he told.

He chose a heavier metal sheet this time. He did not need to measure her neck, as he did not want a snug fit collar. It was 2 inch wide and half inch thick. It could not be bent with just hammering, so he took some wood and made a fire. He then put the cut steel plate inside the fire and when it became very hot he hammered it to give a shape of a bigger cuff.

It was already evening. Neha was wondering what Ali was up to now. Ali then took a 6 ft. chain and welded one end to the collar. He also welded a ring on the side of the collar.

Neha was tired from struggling and pleading for the whole day. She lay down on the ground side wise. She knew whatever Ali was making will add to her misery.

All made the edges smooth so it does not hurt her neck. He approached Neha as the chain rattled on the ground. He cleared her beautiful hair from her neck and Neha suddenly realized it was meant to encircle her neck.

"Noooo sir, don't do this. I am not an animal. "She suddenly felt more helpless than ever. Ali quietly pushed it on her neck.

"Get down on the ground "Ali instructed. Neha knew resistance would only earn her more pain. The chances of her being free were fading in front of her own eyes. She lay down on the ground, sobbing heavily. Ali wrapped Neha's old shirt below and above her neck.

When Ali started hammering the flat ends Neha was scared to death. The hammer was so close to her face. She shut her eyes. Ali wrapped some more cloths on her face, eyes and breasts as he carefully welded the bolt shut. He then took the end link of the 6 feet chain which was welded to her collar and welded that to the middle link of her leg irons chain. He also pulled her cuffed hands near her belly and fixed the middle link of her handcuff chain to the middle of this 6 feet chain. Now her collar, handcuffs and leg irons got linked together by this chain.

Ali removed cloths from Neha's face. She shivered to see such a huge network of chains on her body. The chains rattled loudly as she tried to feel her collar. It was loosely fit around her neck. It was heavier than her handcuffs and leg irons.

Neha cried in despair and frustration. She could not move freely anymore. Whenever she tried to move, one or the other chain got pulled in painful way. Her neck still had the old chain locked around it below her new collar. She knew she would not get out of them anytime soon.

"What have you done to me?" she was pulling the linking chain in frustration.

"Get use to those. You look good in these "Ali told.

Neha tried and sat up against the well. She could feel the weight of the collar on her neck. The linking chain was touching her breasts. Ali removed the padlock from the neck chain, unwrapped it from her neck and re-locked it on the ring of the collar. She was too tired to resist.

It was night already when Ail finally left Neha fully chained to the well. Neha was dead tired after around 5 hours of long struggle. Ali came back to give her some fruits. She ate it quietly and slept on this ground.

Neha woke up in the morning with the rattling of her own chains. Morning light fall on her new permanent shiny jewelry. She tried and stood on her feet with a lot of metallic jingle. The collar with all the chains was awfully heavy. She realized that she could not walk normally anymore. She had to take small, wide steps to prevent tangling of chains on her ankles. She had to pull the connecting chain by her cuffed hands so that her leg irons do not get dragged on the ground making walk difficult. The linking chain ensured she could only move her cuffed hands up to her breasts while standing. She could extend her hands in front up to two feet. She struggled to walk, she struggled to move. She was crying in frustration.

Neha pulled the well chain to fetch some water from the well. She realized she could only pull six inches at a time as her handcuffs would allow. It took her very long just to pull the water filled bucket up and then she had to struggle between holding the chain and getting the bucket out of the well. She never felt so helpless in her life. She left the empty bucket out of the well to get the extra slack of chain to go near the jungle for her natural chores.

She was exhausted when she returned to the well. Carrying so much of chains was very tiring. The continuous rattling of chains made her feel more helpless. She sat on the ground again and rubbed her sore ankles.

Ali came to her after an hour. He was carrying some food.

"How are you today princess?" He asked.

Neha did not answer. She took the fruit and ate. Ali picked up a small branch and came to her. Neha cried in panic.

"I want you to answer whenever I ask you something. Don't make me beat you everyday" he screamed.

"I am sorry sir, please don't beat me" she shouted in panic.

"So, how are you today?"

Neha was still sobbing. "My ankles and neck is sore from these sir" she told while holding her collar.

"Get used to it. Also I will go away for a couple of days; meantime you can make some dress for yourself suitable to wear under those chains. "Ali told as he handed over some length of cloths, thread and Needle.

"Pleaseeeeee don't leave me here alone. I will die. What if some animal attacks me? "Neha asked.

"There is no animal in this island. Only birds and insects. I will keep some fruits within your reach. "He told.

"You can't keep me chained like this here for my entire life; you have to let me go one day"

"Yes, I might let you go. But till then try to enjoy your life here" Ali told and left.

Ali kept some bananas, some pears and apples in a basket near the well as he left the place with two small bags.

Neha could see him disappearing through the woods. She felt all alone and lonely. She looked at her cuffs and chains again. She started trying to get herself out of those chains again as she thought this was her best opportunity as Ali was not around.

She tried for the whole day. She took some heavy stones and kept her neck chain on one stone while hit it with the other stone. She thought as the neck chain was the lightest among all of her bondage she could break that easily. But after a whole day she could only manage to put some scratches on the chain. She was tired and frustrated.

The sun sat and it started getting darker. Ali used to light some fire at night but there were no light that day. Neha was scared. But she could do nothing about it. She closed her eyes tightly and clinched her lucky armlet to gain some strength to spend the night in total darkness.

Again a new day began for Neha in chains. She looked at the pile of clothes given by Ali and suddenly realized that she could no longer wear normal clothes due to her chains. "The bastard knew it" she thought.

There were no scissors to cut the cloths so she tore them in length. She made some simple wrapping tube top which could be laced from the sides of her body and over the shoulders. She also cut some length of clothes to wear as wrappers on her waist. The cloths looked medieval.

It was not easy to work in chains and soon she became tired. To just raise her hands she had to pull the weight of her wrist shackles and the linking chain. Her collar and leg irons got pulled painfully every time she tried to extend her hands beyond a certain limit. She even kept on trying to break her neck chain but without any success. She was becoming weaker mentally.

It rained for several hours the next day. She could not go anywhere to save herself from the rain. She was desperately looking for Ali's return but when he did not return that night she started feeling scared. "What if he does not return? What if he meets with an accident? There is no one in the world who knows that I am chained to this barren island."

She waited and waited. There were several chances of possibilities going through her mind. Ali might have left her here to die without food. Her fruit basket was almost empty and she panicked more as the 3rd day also ended. She was almost certain that Ali will never return as she ate the last fruit from the basket. She was getting mad in anxiety. By evening she started pulling her neck chain from the pulley violently to free her from this place. But the chain did not break. She was crying hysterically. She stopped tying simply after several hours and slept on the ground again, exhausted.

By fifth day morning she had no stamina left mentally and physically to get up. She only stared at the path from were Ali disappeared 5 days ago. Her mind was not working properly. She was losing her consciousness frequently.

It was all hazy in front of her eyes. At evening she could see Ali was walking towards her like a dream. She closed her eyes in disbelieve.

Ali touched Neha's cheeks to wake her up. Neha opened her eyes and saw him. She could not believe her eyes. She tried to jump up but fall down again, tangled in her chains. She gathered her last strengths, held his legs and kissed.

"Please sir, don't leave me here anymore. I don't want to die. I thought you are never going to come back." she was crying hysterically.

"Calm down. I was caught up with some work. It took 2 more days than I have estimated" he told.

Neha was still crying. "pleaseeeeee give me any work. I will do it. I won't complain about these chains anymore. But please don't leave me here to die, I don't want to die" she was sobbing heavily. Ali helped her sit and gave her some food and water. Neha slept after sometime.

Neha woke up fresh next morning as her panic attacks subdued. Ali was making a tent on the other side of the well.

"This is your makeshift arrangement in case of rain till I arrange a permanent place for you." Ali told as he saw her get up.

The word 'permanent' panicked her again. But at least it showed that he had no planned to abundant her in near future.

"Do your daily chores. Then we need to work. "Ali told Neha.

After her daily chores Ali released her from her neck chain.

"Any disobedience will be punished severely" he warned.

Neha knew she could not fight with him, especially when she was chained so heavily. She decided to cooperate. Ali took a thick chain and padlocked one end to Neha's collar. Then he pulled her by the chain forward. Tears rolled down from her eyes as she felt like a degraded animal.

It was not easy to walk in shackles, especially when she did not get a chance to walk properly for so long. She had to pull her leg irons up by holding her linking chain by her chained hands so that did not tangle with her legs.

"Please sir, I cannot walk in these tight shackles on my ankles. I will fell down any moment. "She told, planting. She was so tired of carrying so much of chains.

"To survive in this island you need to work much harder. Walk properly" she shouted while yanking the chain.

Neha was sobbing. But she knew there was no escape. She carried on with tiny hobbled steps. They reached at the end of the jungle line where two carts were waiting for them, full of loads. Ali took her to one cart and locked her handcuffs too the wooden handle by a padlock.

"Push it and follow me" Ali told as he also pushed the other cart. Neha looked at her cart. It was full of heavy iron rods and length of thick metal plates. He started pushing it with all her strength.it was very difficult. The road was also not smooth. She stopped midway.

"I can't do it. It is sooooo heavy" she was panting.

Ali took a whip and started beating her mercilessly. Neha was squirming in pain. She got back to her feet and started pushing it by all her strength. She was crying in pain.

They reached near a cave on the mountain very near to Ali's hut. Ali unloaded the heavy hardware from the carts.

"We need to go for one more round." Ali told as he turned his cart. Neha knew she could not resist, so she started walking behind him. She pushed the empty cart till the end of jungle where Ali filled both cart with heavy loads once again.

Neha pushed her limit this time. She did not want to be whipped. She was breathless with fatigue as they reached the cave again. Ali unlocked her from the cart and lead her to the well again. She slept in the tent for the first time.

Next day Neha could see Ali digging a hole near tent.

"Good morning princess, "Ali told. "I am making anchoring points for your tether. "

Neha was not amused seeing another restraint point for her. She did not want to look at it. She got up with rattling of chains, took some water out from the well and washed her face. Meanwhile Ali made a 3 ft. deep hole in the ground. He took a heavy anchor alike iron rod. It had an anchor like crossed over head and a ring at the end of the tail. The tail was 4 ft. long. He inserted the anchor into the hole and covered it with cement. 1 ft. long tail was over the ground with the ring at the end of it. Neha could never dig that anchor and cement out from the ground even with help.

Neha was not given any work for next two days. She knew Ali was working on something as she could hear metallic banging sound from far away.

"Your new home is ready" Ali told her next morning.

"but before that I need to do something" he told as he dragged a 20 ft. chain from the hut. Neha was scared when she saw the chain and the welding machine again. But she knew pleading would fall on deaf ears, so she kept quiet. Ali unlocked the well chain from her collar and welded that 20 ft. chain as permanent tether on her collar. He held the end of the chain and yanked Neha to pull her forward. He led her to the cave where they dropped the materials from the carts some days back. Just inside the big cave there was a smaller cave like structure with just one narrow entry. There was a jail like barred door covering the entrance.

"Come inside" Ali yanked the neck chain as he opened the heavy barred door.

Neha froze with fear. The place was really claustrophobic. It was almost dark inside even it was bright sunlight outside. Deflected sunlight from the main cave door was the only light which illuminated the place.

"I cannot stay here, pleaseeeeee, it is sooooo claustrophobic. Please let me stay near the well. I will die here isolated" she was crying.

Ali forcefully pulled her inside by her neck chain. The inside of the cave was better than she expected. It was an oval shaped cave, around 10 feet in diameter. Ali already arranged a mattress at the side of the cell. He pulled her to a ring on the wall at the end of the cave and attached the neck chain to this ring. Neha tried to fight with Ali while he was locking the padlock but Ali slapped her hard on her face.

"Please sir, don't lock me here. I beg you. "She kept on pleading but Ali locked the gate with another padlock and left her alone.

Neha sobbed for almost an hour. Then she got up and explored her new habitat. The walls were rough and air was heavier. The neck chain allowed her to walk till the barred gate and hold the thick bars. The chain rattled on the hard stone floor as she moved. The metallic jingle echoed through the cave acknowledging her helplessness. She tried to push the gate; it did not move an inch.

"He was making this isolated prison for me for last few days" she thought. She went back inside and sat on the bed. She could see small stream of water running through between a small gaps of two stones. She held some water on her palm. It was clear and cold.

"You can drink it. It is a natural sweet water source, fit to drink. "Ali told from outside the door. He came back with a metal bucket in her hand. He unlocked the door and came inside.

"This is your toilet. Make sure to clean it every day. "He pointed at the bucket.

"So now I am a jailed prisoner? You were making this barred gate to isolate me in this cave? Or shall I call it a cell?"

"You can call it anything. But it took ample of time and energy to build this heavy door. Try to appreciate it. "

"Why do you need to keep me behind this heavy barred door now? I am already chained. You can just lock my neck chain anywhere. I feel claustrophobic inside this place. "Neha pleaded.

"You will be fine here. Also Indian government gives far smaller cell for terrorists. "

Neha sat down on her mattress. She knew if he had decided to keep her here then there is no way she could convince him otherwise. Ali went out and closed the heavy gate by padlock.

"Don't you have a bigger padlock? I might break this" she told in a sarcastic tone.

Two days passed since she was taken to this cell. She was getting food and water. There was nothing to do except playing with the chains. Neha always felt tired of carrying so much of heavy metal on her body. She used to sleep for the whole day. She was becoming very numb. She missed the open place she was chained to.

Ali took her out of the cave next day. He took her to an open field.

"This is my vegetable garden. You need to plant new seeds and water the old ones. "He told. He padlocked her neck chain to an anchoring point he made in the middle of the field. Neha carried a heavy water bucket and started watering the plants. It was a tiresome job but at least she was happy to be able to stand under open sky again. It was not very easy to pull the entire network of chains every time she moved her hands. But at least it was better than sitting alone inside her prison cell. She was tired by afternoon. She sat on the field and took some rest. By evening she was unlocked and taken back to her cell.

"Sir, please stay for some time. I don't like being isolated and alone all the time "she pleaded.

Ali first locked her neck chain in the wall ring and closed the barred door. Then he sat outside her cell. He gave her some fruits through the bars.

"Please tell me clearly what do you want to do with me? How long you want to keep me here?" Neha asked.

"I don't know dear."Ali told. "But if you are planning to start pleading again I will just leave".

"OK sir. Please don't go. I really don't know what else to talk about. I just don't want to be isolated inside this place. Please understand my situation. "

"See, I don't have any personal rage against you, but the situation does not let me free you right now. Frankly speaking till now you have been very cooperative and I am impressed. "

"What else could I do?" Neha pulled her cuffed hands "I am chained like an animal. And you have whipped me several times for not obeying you. Please sir, I am an educated girl. I have my dreams; I want to be successful in my life. I don't want to be a chained slave for rest of my life. "

"Let go these emotions dear. We all got past baggages in our lives. Try to enjoy what god is giving you. I care for you. "

"Oh please, cut the crap. You even don't know my name. "

"It's Neha. Isn't it?" Ali smiled. "Look, the deal is very clear. You do what I say and you will be spared from punishments. And believe me I know various slow and painful punishments. If you want the hard way, you will get it. And never ever try to insult my pride. I am worse when I am angry" Ali told.

Days moved slowly for Neha. She got use to her daily life. She worked at vegetables garden every day. She started understanding the limitations of her shackles. She was getting used to those chains.

Personal hygiene was really a big issue for her. Her old bra and panties were torn and she had to discard them. The cloths she made for herself were just not adequate to properly cover her modesty. She was very embarrassed to wear them but she had no other options. Moreover when her monthly periods started she had no idea how to tackle it. She was hesitant to tell this to Ali. Ali gave her a rope to tie on her waist like a belt to keep cloths between her legs. He promised to give her Velcro type sanitary pads next time. He also gave her 5 day's leave from field work.

Neha always thanked god that at least she was not captured by a rapist. Ali never looked at her in sexual way even when she wore minimal clothing. But he was a hard taskmaster and Neha got her first punishment soon after she completed one month in the cell.

"You have not watered the plants properly yesterday. Why?" Ali was angry.

"I am sorry sir; I was very tired yesterday after digging holes in the ground for new plants." Neha told in a low voice.

Ali came back with a heavy iron ball .there was a 2 feet chain welded with the ball. He wrapped the chain on her left ankle above the cuff and padlocked it there.

"Perhaps dragging the weight around for a week will make you remember your work next time." he told.

Neha sobbed in silence. She stopped arguing with Ali long back. She had to drag the dead weight for a week. It was frustrating and painful. It was never taken off during the week. She had to carry it even during her field work. Her ankle was chafed. She thanked Ali when he unlocked it after a week. She promised herself not to repeat the same mistake again.

Neha's chances of escaping were fading as the months passed. She became very numb. She was completely dependent on Ali. Ali used to go out once in every month from the island to get supplies. She got some luxury items for her cell like soaps, toothbrush, toothpastes, comb towel, a mirror and Velcro pads. Ali cared for her. He stayed up an entire night and gave her medicines when Neha got fever one day. Neha stopped counting days. Obeying Ali's instructions became her only entertainment. She started cooking for him. At least that gave her some freedom from her boring prisoner life. Gradually Ali became her world as she completed one year in this island.

It was just another uneventful day. Neha was thirsty as Ali locked her inside her cell at night. She tried to take some water from the floating natural water spring inside her cave. To her surprise she realized the water was burning hot! She called Ali for some drinking water but he was already gone. Neha lay down on her mattress and tried to sleep.

Suddenly a big explosion shook her up from her sleep. The ground beneath her feet started shaking. Some stones fall from the ceiling. Neha was scared to death. She kept on calling Ali. Ali ran inside the cave and unlocked her cell door. He also unlocked here neck chain from the ring.

"It's a volcano" he shouted. The earthquake was still on. Ali pulled her out of the cell and ran towards the cave entrance. As soon as they stepped out of the cave another explosion broke the silence of the night. Neha was thrown on the ground with the impact. She was hurt. She got up and looked back. Ali was also lying on the ground. He was not moving.

"Sir let's get out of here. "She shouted in panic. But Ali did not respond. She sat beside him and tried to raise her head from the ground. She suddenly screamed in horror as she saw plenty of blood beside Ali's body. Her hands were also rinsed with blood. There was no respiration. He was dead.

Neha screamed in panic. She was still trying to wake him up. Her mind went blank. Her emotions were not allowing her to leave the person who took care of her for the last one year.

Another explosion rattled her thoughts. She suddenly realized that this was her opportunity to escape from the island. She got up and tried to get away quickly. But her neck chain went taut and stopped her on her way. The other side of the chain was still wrapped on Ali's hands.

Neha unwrapped the chain from his hand as tears rolled down from her eyes. She was unable to understand why she was feeling emotionally devastated by Ali's death. She was free, but she was sad.

Neha shuffled with tiny steps as her leg irons would allow towards jungle. She had no idea how to get out of this damn island. It was dark. She could not see a thing around her. Her cloths were torn and it was just hanging from her body. Her neck chain tangled with her leg irons and she fall several times. The atmosphere became very hot as more explosions were heard. Finally she reached sea shore. Her ankles and neck hurt very badly from being pulled so many times by chains. She was exhausted.

She soon discovered Ali's mechanical boat, anchored on the sea shore. She knew it was the only way out of here. She gathered her strengths and walked towards the boat. She crawled over the wood plank and reached the main deck. The sky suddenly illuminated with a big blast. Neha could see bright red lava floating down the mountain. She dragged herself towards the control room. She even had no idea how to start the engine. After several attempts she started the engine. She untied the anchor rope from the deck. She could see fire engulfing the entire island gradually. The boat was not moving forward. Neha cried in frustration as she tried all buttons and livers. Her shackles were not allowing her to the reach the overhead buttons. She took a broom and started hitting the overhead buttons as well. The fire was gradually coming closer to the boat. Neha was trying desperately without success. She tried to run to the other end when suddenly her neck chain tangled with a leaver handle and pulled it hard. Neha fall with a sudden jerk as the boat started moving. Neha got up and held the steering to lead the boat away from the island. She could see the whole island burning. She fixed the steering in random direction and fall on the floor, exhausted. Her neck chain was still tangled around the leaver which started the acceleration.

"What an irony" she thought as she lost her consciousness.

She woke as sunlight hit the cabin in the morning. She looked out. She could see endless water all around. The boat was still moving.

Neha looked around the main deck. Her neck chain dragged behind her, making ample sound. She was searching for a metal cutter to cut the shackles around her limbs but did not find anything. She found a map but she had no idea where she was right now. She got only 3 bottles of drinking water below the deck and no food.

She waited and waited for any other boat but none crossed her path. 3 days passed, she was hungry, thirsty and almost naked. Her drinking water stock was over. She had no idea where the boat was talking her. By fifth day the engine stopped due to low fuel. Neha was so weak that she could not move a bit. Her mouth was all dry. She was losing her consciousness frequently. She lay there waiting to die.

Suddenly a horn honked nearby. She had no strength to get up and see. She dragged herself with all her strength near the steering wheel, grabbed the wheel and pushed the horn. She held it until she lost her consciousness again.

"Who are you? Had you been kidnapped? Can you hear me? "The doctor started asking questions as Neha opened her eyes. She had been rescued and taken on board by Indonesia navy guards.

" Pleaseeeeee save.. Indian Indian" she could only tell before losing her consciousness again.