PRC (Prison Rehabilitation Center)

Jane is a business woman at the age of 32 who had divorced after unhappy 3 years of marriage. She then had started to concentrate on her business and she became quite succesfull after the divorce. Even though she had 12 workers as she owned a very small export company she had quite much money. She is 172 cm, she looks slim and she has breasts that big enough to fill someone's palm. Her black straight hair is long up to her back and with her white shiny skin there was maybe a few man who she wouldn't be able to take them to bed. But she didn't want to have a normal relationship anymore after unhappy 3 years of marriage. Moreover because of the business she was too much under stress that she had to cope with she had too much responsibilities and things to control in her business life. She was feeling chained under all these controlling matters. She very often dreams herself that her freedom is taken away and she has no control over her life and she gets pleasure and feel relief at every each time that she dreams. She feels like she had to break free as phisically and spiritually. She thought that she could go to one the mediterranean countries for a week maybe. A few nights of sex could give her some relief for few weeks maybe she thought. At the late hour of the night she grabbed a glass of wine and her laptop and went to bed. She started checking holiday options and she felt so bored by the results, it was not the thing that she is looking for. She put the 'Alternative holiday ideas' on google and she started going through the search results. Then suddenly one of the results picked her attention as the title of "Prison Rehabilitation Center" looked very interesting. She got very excited and quickly got into pages. She felt that maybe finally she found the thing that she had been looking for years. She quickly clicked on 'Gallery' section on the page. Pictures of cells, handcuffs, chains, prisoners in restraints, prison officers in their nice suits, reception, pub, caffeteria etc. made her heart like was about to leave her chest. She get another sip from her glass and clicked on 'About Us' section.

"The plague of 21 century that invades souls of human: Stress !! When you feel like you are being overwhelmed by the responsibilities and the things that you have to control, the only thing that you need is to give up on your freedom! Break your chains that connects you to your boundries in your life or let us to handle your chains to do it on behalf of you. We offer you to free you by our chains and commands.. All you need to is to fill up the form below and reserve your holiday in our facility.."

These words were exactly the words that she had been waiting to hear for so many years. She checked the website more but she couldn't see any BDSM or Bondage concepted facility influence. She didnt want to be just in part of some sexual event. The owner of the business looked like around at the age of fifties and she realised that he is actually a psychologist who was researching alternative and creative treatments. She decided to fill up the form without losing a time. As she filled up general boring parts about personal informations such as name, surname, occupation, etc. she finally came to interesting part of the form. Some of the questions were quite interesting such as;

'How much thight your handcuffs to be put on you? Options are lose, standard, tight, very tight. Jane ticked 'very tight'.

'Would you like to be taken to your cell through public area of our facility or isolated hall?)'

'Would you like to be interrogated?' (This process is undertaken by our very experienced psychologists and it is strongly recomended to take this service)

'Would you like to be mauled during the interrogation? If the answer is 'Yes' please give more detail.' She tought that it was an interesting question as she gave the detail that she would like her hair to be pulled and slapped on the face very strongly.

'Would you like to wear prison uniform?' Answer is 'Yes'

'Would you like to share your cell with another inmate?' Answer is 'No'

'Would you like to be taken to court' Answer is 'Yes'

'Would you like to take 'Safe House' Service? (Before you answer this quesiton as 'Yes' please make sure that the reservation your request is more than 24 hours. Our safe house is outside of the main facility and inmates are taken to safe house by prison transport van as they are shackled, handcuffed and gagged if it is necessary) She thought that it was going to be so big pleasure to postpone work to get this service and she answered as 'Yes'.

At the end of the form it was noted if she would like to add any other required services. She filled the area as 'I would like to treated as bad as it could be. I would like to feel that all my freedom is taken away and I would like to be kept under restraints as much as possible'

Before she submit the form she realised the final sentence:

"Before you come to our facility please make sure that your outfit fills our dress code. To make our customers not to feel different in our facility and to make our customers to understand our princibles and seriousness it is required that male customers to wear suits with necktie and woman customers wear stiff collared long sleeve shirt that fully buttoned up, business trousers or skirts and a necktie and business type shoes. The customers who comes with unappropriate outfit will be returned and the money will be paid back. After you make your payment we kindly ask you to pick the available date from the calendar and come to our facility"

Jane read the sentence and she thought about wearing a tie. She considered the request as weird but when she dreamed herself handcuffed in business attire she even got more excited. She picked the date of Saturday 14:00 - Sunday 20:00. She had exactly 10 days for her freedom...

Jane didnt sleep almost whole night at Saturday evening. She switch off the alarm before 9:00 am and got out of the bed. Her two custom made shirts made by a very good tailor were ready to wear in her wardrobe. One of them was light blue and the other one was white. Both of the shirts had long sleeves and stiff collars which were perfect to put on ties. It was difficult to choose which one to wear. Finally she picked the blue one and dressed up slowly in front of the mirror. She took out expensive black cuff-links and carefully put them on. She picked up the black business skirt from the chair. The low rise skirt was 5-6 fingers above her knees. She put on her black panties and found her black high heels in her wardrobe. The shoes were plain business type high heel shoes but the red paint that covers the bottom of the shoes were seducing. She combed her straight black hair and made a firm pony tail. She looked at her self one more time on the mirror. Even though her well rounded breast curls were visible under her shirt they were not forcing the buttons of the shirt. Then she took out the neckties that she bought for this special day and lay them on the bed. There were five masculine neckties and they were not slim or special made ties. She had just bought five men type different colour neckties. She picked the one which has different shapes of red and started tying it up. She made four hand added some extra knots and she bottoned up the last button of the shirt. She tied it up to the last button. She made sure that the tie was firm and tight and she added one final glimpse on the knot. The tip of the tie was a few cm below the line of her shirt and skirt as if it was pointing out her entrance of the body. She looked at herself and grabbed a red colour rouge and put it on her lips carefully. In a few more minutes her make-up was finished. She looked at her self one last time checked her tie and left the room. When she went to kitchen it was barely 10:00 am. She couldn't decide whether to have breakfast at home or outside. She decided that she was not hungry so much. So she took out some cheese and jam and 2 slice of bread. She put the cattle on and started waiting as she checked her knot of the tie with one hand. Time wasn't passing.

It was 12:30 now. PRC (Prison Rehabilitation Center ) was 45-50 minutes from her house by car. The area was new developing area that has a few high residences and lots of empty fields. She picked up her car keys and put on her black jacket. Even though she drove slowly she felt like time passed very quickly. When the navigation of the car found the address it was 13:30. The residence that PRC located was 25 floors new built block apartment. At the entrance she was stopped by the security. She said that she came to PRC and the security told her to park her car in parking area which is at the second basement of  the apartment and then to take the elevator and go to top floor. As she got out of the elevator she felt like her heart was going to leave her chest. As the doors of the elevator opened she saw at the end of the hall a black steel door. On the top of the door she saw the PRC sign board which was made in black and grey letters. PRC was operating on the whole floor. She came to in front of the door slowly, she checked the knot of her tie and rang the bell. When the door was opened she saw nicely suited short hair very white skinned guy. She could smell his shave lotion. He was very young though looked like around twent-five years old maybe.

"I have an appointment at 14:00" she said and smiled.

"Please come in" said the guy and pointed her a corridor on the left side.

When she entered she saw the boards that one of them was written as "PRC Reception" which was showing the left side and the other one was written "Lounge and Bar" which is showing right hand side. People could also come here to have a drink and enjoy the city view from 25 th floor of the building. She followed the corridor which was completely covered with red carpet. After few steps the guy opened the door at the end of corridor and let her in. When Jane got inside she saw a medium size room that has a reception which reminded her a bit hotel receptions on the right hand side and waiting chairs. But the reception desk was higher than the ones in hotels. When Jane approached the desk she had to look up a bit to see the receptionist. The recepcionist was a thick boned chubby guy but as everybody he was in suit and his suit was very neat. He asked Jane her name and then he found her booking details on the computer. He printed out papers about her application and filed them. He grabbed one the walky talkies on the desk and said

"Could we have two officers for the new inmate entrance please?"

When Jane heard the "inmate" word her heart beating got faster. She felt suddenly anxiety besides excitement.

"Have a seat" he pointed out the chairs behind her.

Even though workers were quite well dressed they were very firm especially when they were giving directions. She started feeling like an inmate. Five minutes later behind the right hand of the reception desk a door was opened and two officers got into room. One of them was a black short hair guy who was well built that could be easily recognised that he was a regular customer of a gym and the other one was a lady who had blonde hair tied as pony tail and she was as tall as Jane. She looked quite beauitful to Jane. Both of them were wearing white long sleeve stiff collar shirts, black business trousers. The guy had a black business type shoes as the lady has black high heels. He awas wearing a bluish tie as she worn white striped brown necktie. Both of them didn't have jackets as it looks like they were having a busy shift. Jane felt better when she saw another female in necktie. The guy picked up Jane's file from the desk and quickly read. He approached Jane and ordered her;

"Stand up!" very firmly. He was not looking at her face as he kept reading. She obeyed the order slowly.

He told the lady to take her to safe room which was on the other side of the room. The lady grabbed Jane's arm softly and took her to the safe room. When Jane entered the room she saw safe shelfs which were fasten to walls. Every each safe had a digital keypad on their doors to lock them.

"Please switch of your mobile phone and put it into the safe with all your belongings. After you close the door of the safe first press # and then create a pass with six numbers then press *. Please make sure that the door of the safe is closed. When you are ready I will be waiting outside."

Jane did what she said. She put her car keys, purse, her expensive watch and mobile phone into the safe. She felt that it was quite hot inside and she took of her jacket and placed it on her belongings and closed the safe. She felt now like a complete business woman in her necktie and shirt ready to be imprisonned than work. When Jane got out of the room the lady was waiting for her as her back facing the safe room's door. At that moment Jane saw the hanfcuffs which was placed between the lady's trousers and shirt. While Jane was in the safe room she realised another customer came in. He was in front of the desk and completing his application. He was also in suit and was very clear that he was a wealthy man. The male officer approached Jane and started talk.

"My name is Mr. Metin and this is Ms. Jennifer. Ms. Jane you have booked our facility for 36 hours. During this time you will not be able to make connection with outside, you will not be allowed to contact anybody. Your freedom will be taken away and you will be treated as prison property. Do you agree these conditions?"

When she heard the "property" word she felt very humiliated and realised the other customer on the desk turned and looked at her.

"Yes, I agree.."

Mr. Metin gave Jane the file to sign it and as soon as she signed he looked at Jennifer and ordered her to start by his look. She grabbed her Jane's arm this time more firmly and ordered her to put her hands on the wall. Jane obeyed the order immediately. Jennifer started body search and asked her if she has anything dangerous. Jane said "no" calmly. When she handed Jane's breasts she felt blushed a bit and put her head down. Jane easily could see Jennifer's hands grabbing her necktie over her shirt and squezing gently.

"Ok, hands on your head!!"

Jane put her hands on her head and Jennifer pulled Jane to herself by holding Jane's hands on her head. Then she took out her handcuffs and cuffed her behind her back. At this moment Metin approached them and checked the handcuffs. He tought that they were not tight enough so he tighten them up few more click. Jane felt the handcuffs digged in to her wrists and pressed her flesh but she didn't complain. It was her will at the end. Metin turned her face to the room and she realised the other customer was still watching her. Metin took her into the corner of the room and pressed from shoulder to down.

"On your knees!"

Jane did as she was ordered and sit on her heels but Metin corrected this position

"You are not allowed to sit!" he said and put her into straight position on her knees and he checked out one more time her handcuffs.

"You will be waiting here inmate. The transport officer will come to pick you up. Meanwhile or after, you are not allowed to talk anybody or the other inmates and you will not speak without permission. If you do not obey the rules you will be punished. Do you understand inmate?"

Jane quitely said "Yes.." without looking his face.

"During your stay you will call the officers as 'Sir or Madam'. DO YOU UNDERSTAND INMATE?" said Metin a bit more loudly.

"Yes sir!" she said quitely again.

As Metin and Jennifer left the room the other customer slowly went to chair next to Jane to sit down. Jane didn't look at his face as she could see his crossed leg in front of her face. Jane tried to move her handcuffs a bit but they were put very tightly. At this moment the entrance door of the reception room opened and another female customer got inside and suddenly she looked at Jane. Jane had to bear these looks as she stand on her knees and feeling of humiliation. Her prison time that she dreamed of had started.

Jane realised that she started to look at the clock on the wall more often. She has been waiting as she is handcuffed behind her back for about 25 minutes. Even though it was not hot inside because of the position that she tries to keep she was feeling that it was getting hot in the room.

“Maybe I shouldn’t have tied my necktie so thight” she thought.

She move her head in half circles to lose her tie but she couldn’t. She tried to reach it but when she moved her hands she felt such a deep pain in her wrists that it reflected on her face. She tried to put handcuffs above the wrist to mitigate the pressure on the flesh but handcuffs were so tight that even though she tried to move them with her fingers she felt big pain on her bone on the wrist that she neither moved her hands or her fingers again.

While she was waiting, there were 3 more customers entered the facility but none of them had been treated like Jane. All of them were processed under very kind and friendly way. Even one female customer who was wearing light creamy shirt, black skirt, black high heels and white, blue and black spotted brown necktie picked the chair that was next to Jane and she didn’t escape her eyes from Jane with a nasty smile on her face. When she was put in handcuffs behind her back she was still watching Jane as if she was turned on.

Jane realised the fourth customer had been taken but she was still waiting. If she was in a restaurant or in a bank she could easly complain and express her anger but in PRC she had no control she just had to wait. She was not allowed to speak.

As she started feeling her knees are shaking finally the door has been opened and the woman who handcuffed her and another man came close to Jane. He was around at the beginning of thirties and his blond hair was very short that on his fore head the V shape could be seen. His well shaped body could easily show itself under his suit. He came very close to Jane and put his hands into his trousers pocket. He asked female officer to bring Jane’s file from the reception. As she hand overed the file to him, he started to speak with a grin on his face.

“Hi, my name is Doruk” he said. Jane followed his moves with her eyes since he entered the room but when he started to speak she lowered her eyes in front.  

“Well done prisoner, you will not speak until you are given a permission to speak”. Doruk started reading the file briefly and kept talking at the same time. He pointed out the female officer and said “This is Officer Jennifer, she will be allways dealing with your transport from your cell to anywhere else. You will be always in handcuffs in this facility apart from your cell and my room. You better get use to it... So get up!”

Jane tried to stand up but she felt her knees and legs unable to carry out the order because of waiting on her knees for a long time. When she tried to rise on her right feet she lost the balance on her high heels and softly touched Jennifer’s hip with her left shoulder. Jennifer didn’t let her to stumble more and with one hand she grabbed Jane’s handcuffs and the other hand grabbed Jane’s hair above her ear and got her up into the position that Jane was hold in upside down ‘L’ shape. She couldn’t decide whether the pain on her wrists or the pain of pulled hair was more beyond endurance. As she was held in this position all she could see was her tie, her shaking knees and high heels. Jennifer finally released her handcuffs but she was still firmly holding her hair. She started walking Jane in the same position as they left the room. Doruk still was watching the scene as his hands are in his pockets.

When the door has been opened Jane tried to look around as much as she could. It was a narrow corridor about 9 metres long and the light were dimmed in purpose. There were two doors at end of the corridor as one of them is on the right and the other one is on the left. Jennifer walked Jane with fast steps as she was pulling her hair and when they came to the end of the corridor she pulled Jane’s hair suddenly to herself and leaned Jane’s face on her right leg. Jennifer put a code on the panel of the door and the door has been opened automatically. She dragged Jane inside and Doruk just followed into the room.

“Thank you Officer Jennifer, you may leave now. I will call you shortly” said Doruk to Jennifer.

Jennifer let Jane’s hair go and left the room. When the door of the room was closed Jane stood up slowly from the position that Jennifer was holding her. The room was neither too big nor too small. There was a metal table on the right side of the room and a simple metal chair behind the table. There was also thick yellow line a few feet away from the table. Doruk went behind the table slowly. He ordered Jane “Stay behind the line!” as he sit down and put his legs on the table. Jane moved behind the line as she was told. Doruk started watching her as he covered his mouth and nose with his few fingers as if he was plannig someting about Jane. Jane could only wait in handcuffs and in this professional yet helpless attire. Doruk stood up from his chair and came in front of her. He was still watching her as he was thinking something. Jane still couldn’t find the courage to look into his eyes. After a few seconds Doruk smiled and took Jane’s tie into his hands and tightened her tie a bit more. He played with the tie as much as he wanted and adjusted a dimple on the knot.

“I loved the colour of your tie” he said. Jane started feeling that she was getting into Doruk’s charm deep and deeper. Doruk went behind her back and took out the key from his pocket. Before he released her he got her handcuffs in his hands and examined a bit as he said “it was unlucky that your arresting officers were Jennifer and Metin. He always put handcuffs thight and Jennifer never miss the opportunity to punish the prisoner. You are lucky this time that she only pulled your hair a bit. It was just a warning this time I guess.” Doruk removed the cuffs and put them on the table as he sit down on his chair.

Jane rubbed her wrists as soon as she was free for the moment and then neat her shirt and loose a little bit her tie. Doruk took out a cream from the draw of the table.

“Take it, put it on your wrists it will help to mitigate pain.” Jane took the cream and put just a tiny of it on her wrists and rubbed them again. The marks that handcuffs left on wrists could be easily seen under her shirt’s cuffs. Doruk took one of the spare chairs on the other side of the corner and put it behind her back.

“Sit down.”

Jane sit down as she stopped rubbing her wrists.

“I think you feel better now but don’t get use to it. You will be handcuffed again shortly” said Doruk with a naughty smile on his face and started reading her file again.

“You are allowed to speak until you leave this room” said Doruk without looking at her.

“Let’s see now. You demanded in your application form that you wanted to be treated as though as it can be.”

“Actually I couldn’t guess this much though but I can not complain” she answered skittishly.

“I can say that my expectations has been filled” she added without looking at him.

Doruk looked at her and smiled.

“I think we can push you even more”

“I prefer physical pain rather than mental one”

“That’s why we are here to serve you. Tell me which life would you prefer? The one that you have to repeat every each day, the same routine while your body is free but your mind is in chains, or the one that you are free from your daily obligations and mental shackles thanks to your restrained body. It shouldn’t be difficult to answer if we consider the life that you have. You are probably a very wealthy businness woman as your very expensive tie and suit says so. But you are under a big pressure and stress that you are overwhelmed under the responsibilities to carry on your job not to be ashamed of failure. You are working hard, more than your workers probably and you let your life to be your master with a whip in its hands..”

“I.. I don’t know what to say”she said as she felt the spell of spoken words that came of Doruk’s very confident lips.

“So you will have some time to think about it in your cell.” he said as he got up and approached Jane with some kitchen towel that he took out from the draw of the table. He rubbed the leftover cream on her wrists.

“We don’t want the handcuffs slips from your wrists do we?” he asked Jane. He tighten her necktie and made sure a dimple in the knot just adjusted as it should be.

“No sir.” She said and looked into his eyes with smile while he was adjusting her necktie.

Doruk finished with the knot and laid her tie on her shirt as it covers her shirt’s buttons.

“Right” he said. “The first part of the interrogation is finished”

He took radio from his belly and ordered Jennifer “You may take the prisoner.”

A few seconds later Jennifer opened the door with a plastic box full with chains, handcuffs and lockers. She put the box on the table and ordered Jane to put her hands on her head firmly. Jane obeyed the order slowly. Jennifer took a long chain and went behind Jane. She put the chain around Jane’s slim waist and locked it behind her back. A small ring on the chain was just placed under Jane’s necktie. Meanwhile Doruk sit down on the table and watched how Jane was being shackled and chained. Jane was still looking at Doruk as her hands were on her head. Jennifer took one of the handcuffs on the table and went in front of Jane.

“Put your hands forward!” she ordered Jane.

Jane lower her hands just on the sides of her tie.

Jennifer first put the handcuff on Jane’s left wrist than she put the other part of the handcuff through the ring and cuffed Jane’s right hand. Jennifer tighten her handcuffs as much as before she was handcuffed. Jane felt the handcuff digged into her skin again. Jennifer took a leg iron from the box and placed them on Jane’s ankles. Doruk realised that chain of the leg iron was short.

“There is not any leg iron with longer chain?” he asked Jennifer.

“This is the only one that I found sir. It’s very busy day today and I didn’t bother to search for something with longer chain to be honest.” The lenght of the chain was about 35-40 centimetres. Jennfier took another chain from the box and linked Jane’s handcuffs to leg iron by lockers. Finally Jane was ready to be taken to her cell. She was still standing behind the yellow line. Jennifer shaked her handuffs and the chains to make sure that she is securely restrained. Doruk was satisfied with what he was looking at and he went back to his chair and sit down. Jane was still watching Doruk as she couldn’t take her eyes from him.

Doruk looked at his watch and said “There is more than one hour to next interrogation. So you don’t need to take off the shackles. She can stay in her cell like this. You may take the prisoner to her cell now.”

Jennifer grabbed Jane by her arm firmly and nodded her head.

“Yes sir!”

She dragged Jane from out of the room as Jane put her head down. She was now trying even harder not to stumble while Jennifer wants to walk her fast. Even though Jennifer was walking half fast speed Jane was trying so much afford to keep up with her as much as her shackles allow her. Every each step makes Jane looks like she is half running half fast walking. While she was trying to walk her, the necktie was swinging right and left as Jane’s first concern was not dealing with her tie. Her high heels were making the situation even harder. All that sound that comes from her chains and handcuffs was echoing in the corridor. Finally they came to the end of the corridor that one single wooden door was openning to another unknown place. Jennifer opened the door and Jane got completely shocked by what she saw. The room was a half closed terrace that turned into some kind of coffeshop-brasserie that people were having coffee, wine and some coctails, there were some food on the table and also a slow music at the backround that barely could be heard. Jane did not want to enter the place but when Jennifer pulled her by her arm she knew that there was no escape from this humiliating situation. When she walked in everybody turned their heads one by one to them. Jennifer walked Jane now slowly as if she was enjoying the moment. Jane felt so embarrassed that she couldn’t take her eyes from the ground. All she could see was her handcuffed hands, leg irons and necktie. She didn’t know if she could hide her handcuffs under her tie but the sound of shackles was denying her thought. She had to bear it. When they passed the brasserie they came in front of the lift. Jane was still looking down as they entered the lift. When they turned their faces back, she realised that some of the customers were still watching them. They went one floor down and when the doors opened Jane saw another door which was openning to the another hall. Next to the door there was a big window and behind, there was an another officer. Jennifer took her in front of the door and turned to another officer.

“Open the door please. I borught a new prisoner.”

The door has been opened and Jane saw a dark gloomy hall in front of them. There were solid metal doors on the side walls and it was not difficult to guess that they finally came to her cell. Jennifer walked Jane again with fast steps and put her into one of the cells. Jane turned back to Jennifer as she closed the door. Jennifer said only one thing with a grin on her face while the door was closing.

“Wellcome home, dear!”

When Jane heard the iron door of her cell opening she realised that she fall asleep for a while on the thin mattress of the iron bed. Even though an hour hasn’t passed she had a very peacefull sleep despite the restriction of her shackles. She could say that she felt like she slept all night in her king size bed in her apartment flat. The iron bed was about one metre wide as she leaned on her left side that her right shoulder was touching the wall. Her necktie was dangled from the edge of her bed. She could straight her necktie if her hands were not securely cuffed on her waist but she did not take the matter notable. She did not have any freedom about touching her outfit at that moıment. She was disappointed when she saw Jennifer entering the cell instead of Doruk. She was still laying on the bed when Jennifer stepping inside and Jane moved so slowly that she was almost sitting when Jennifer came next to her bed. Suddenly Jennifer grabbed her hair very firmly and pulled her hair up and walked Jane quickly around circle. Then she leaned her back against the wall roughly. Before Jane trying to understand what was happening Jennifer freed her hair and slapped her face as strong as she could. Jane’s already messed hair got freed almost completely by the strenght of the slap and covered her face completely. Jane stumbled a few half steps to her right by the force of the slap as the legirons didn’t allow her go further. Jane tried to reach her slapped face as she forgotten the manacles on her wrist but the firm handcuffs reminded her hands place to her. She didn’t know what to say or what to think as she couldn’t understand why she was slapped. Jennifer again grabbed her hair firmly and pulled her against her face.

-          Every each time I enter your cell, every each time that door creaks, you will be ready by your bed on your feet, understood INMATE!!

Jane could only say “Yes” with very low voice that she couldn’t look into Jennifer’s eyes. Jennifer released her hair and slapped her on the same cheek again as strong as the first time. Jane didn’t expect this slap either.

-          Yes, what?!!

“Yes ma’m” said Jane in low voice again. Jennifer this time grabbed her ear with some bunch of hair as pulled her ear up and twisted it.

-          I can’t hear you INMATE!!

-          YES MA’M!! said Jane in severe pain with loud voice.

Jennifer released her ear, grabbed her hair again and then slapped her again three times as strong as she can. Jane cringed so much by the slaps that she took, she lowered her head between her shoulders. Jennifer got a few steps back from her and ordered her stand straight in very dominant sound. Jane quickly did what she was ordered to do. She was one step away from the wall as she stretched her feet as she looked straight and put her shoulders down. She slightly fist her hands in her tensed handcuffs as she raised her hands on her tommy that her elbows were now in right angle. Jennifer walked a few steps in front of her still looking into her face and then first with her right hand slapped once and then with her left hand slapped her three times. Jane tried to keep her position at every each slap but she couldn’t help the movement of her face and her hair as her necktie was also swinging at every each slap. A few drops from her eyes went down from her eyes as Jennifer stood right against her and smiled.

-          Last four slaps to make sure that you will not make the same mistake again. as she grinned more.

Jane was not sure if she should answer or not but she thought that it was not a question so she decided to keep in silent.  Her hair got messed up and face was completely red by the slaps that she received. Jennifer fixed Jane’s necktie tighten it up against her throat that she could feel the slowing down of the blood in the veins of her neck. Then Jennifer hold her handcuffs and shake them to see if they are still tight enough. She hold Jane’s handcuffs in her hand and drag her out of the cell. When they were out she kept holding Jane’s handcuffs firmly while she was locking the door of the cell with her other hand. She started dragging her by pulling her handcuffs and walked her as fast as she can. The legirons on Jane’s ankle were giving her severe pain every each time that she was trying to walk faster. When they turned right at the end of the corridor she saw staircase and wanted to stop as she was thinking how she could go upstairs with these shackles. As she was thinking they were already at the begining of the stairs. Jennifer got under her arm and pulled her up slightly and made her to take steps as fast as she could. Jane felt thankfully that she had to go up only one floor. They started walking fast again in another hall and about 10 metres later they turned right. As the pain that legirons caused was rising she saw Metin standing in front of the door which is at the middle of the hall. Metin heard the sounds of the shackles as he lifted up his head from the file that he was reading. When they approached Metin, Jane couldn’t look at him with some kind of embaressment that she was treated in her cell. Metin lifted up Jane’s face by touching her chin with his folder in his hand. He slowly turned her face to left with his folder and looked at her quite red face. Jane’s hair was all in mess and her shirt was slightly untidy. He put his folder under his arm and fixed her collar of the shirt with small touches and played and tightened her necktie. Then he looked at Jennifer and said

-          Miss Jennifer could you tidy up her hair please?

Jennifer took the hairgrip which was about to fall from her hair and combed it with her fingers few times. She then tied her hair with the hairgrip behind her head in ponytail. When she finished pulled her hair back a bit and grinned at her face slightly. Metin pulled Jane by her handcuffs and made her standing as her face against the wall. After about a minute a male voice came from Metin’s radio.

-          If the inmate is ready, send her in please..

Metin answered his radio and said “Yes sir she is ready.” and opened the door and put Jane inside. Jane entered the room and she saw Doruk sitting on his chair as he was talking on the phone. He didn’t pay attention when Jane was taken into the room. Doruk kept listening the person on the phone while she was taken behind the yellow line in front of the table. Doruk showed his thumb up to Metin as he was leaving the room. Jane waited Doruk’s conversation to finish impatiently while she was playing with her handcuffs. Finally he started talking.

-          I see my dear but it is not our problem. They should solve it by themselves, don’t get involve the matter unless they don’t ask for help.

Jane started ache in her heart as he started talking which was stronger than the slaps that she received on her face. It has been only few hours as they met but she couldn’t think that he would have a girlfriend or wife. She stopped playing with her handcuffs an let her hands to side.

-          Honey I got to go know I am working, we’ll talk about it later ok? Ok, I’ll see you tomorrow.. Bye..

As Doruk hang up the phone she turned her eyes to the ground. Doruk got up and took out the keys from his pocket, released the chains and her handcuffs. Finally he removed the leg irons and while he was standing up he looked her face and touched her cheek with his thumb. Even though he realised her red cheek he didn’t pay attention to it and put one of the chairs in the room right behind her.

-          I hope Miss Jennifer regarded your expectations this time as he grinned while he was sitting on his chair.

Jane looked into his eyes with broken heart and said

-          Could be better if her hands were not so soft.

Doruk kept smiling.

-          I have a feeling that we will not dissappoint you... So lets come to the crime that you committed.

-          Which crime? she answered by surprise.

-          The crime that brought you here off course.

-          I don’t understand what kind of crime you are talking about?

Doruk looked into Jane’s eyes without responding and stood up. He sit on the corner of his table still looking at her.

-          I think you know the answer.

Jane didn’t know what to say as she started rubbing her wrists. Doruk kept talking without waiting the answer.

-          I really would like this interrogation to take for days but unfortunately we have only limited time. So lets cut the long story short. Under normal circumstances you are the one who should be talking but I think I have some conclusions about you already as you want to choose the difficult way.

Doruk stood up again and went behind her. She was wondering what is through his mind as she was still rubbing her wrists. He hold her chair behind her shoulder and leaned on behind of her neck. Doruk’s necktie was on her right breast now.

-          Tell me Jane when did you start thinking that freedom that you give up is the way that leading you happiness? Shall I say maybe you are still not aware of that?

Jane was confused, how he understood that since she came here she felt real freedom under these shackles. The helpness of her restricted body gave her such a happines that she did not have to worry about anything. How she could be responsible for the life that she can not control.

-          I.. I don’t know she said stummering.

Doruk got closer to her cheek almost touching her and whispered her ear

-          This is your crime Jane, not to know yourself or maybe in other words denying your spirit until now..

Doruk grabbed her hair pulled it as much as her chair allowed. Jane’s neck got tensed and even the knot of her necktie slightly moved up from her shirt.

-          ... betraying yourself..

Jane closed her eyes and whispered with almost crying sound.

-          ...No..

Doruk pulled her up from her chair on her feet turned her against his face. He pushed her against the table brought her face right close to his face.

-          Please, no.. she could say with an unsure sound.

Doruk kept looking into her eyes. He grabbed her neck with some peace of hair.

-          You do not have to confess to me but you will, said very firmly. More important is confessing to yourself.

She touched his chest with one hand and touched his waist with another hand that could not control herself. Doruk looked at her hands as if he was not waiting this gesture and brought her lips to his lips very closely. Suddenly he turned her body from her and grabbed the handcuffs from the table. He cuffed her hands behind her back securely and turned her back to him. He grabbed her hair roughly and made her to walk to the door. He opened the door and pushed her to Metin

-          Get her ready for the court.

He looked at this watch and “I assign her case for 20:15. Change her to uniform and process her”. he said.

Jane didn’t understand what had just happened as Metin was already got her arms and started walking her in fast steps. Jane looked back once more as she was trying to cath him up with. Doruk was still watching them with firm face.

The door of the courtroom has been opened slowly and Jane started walking into entrance hall escorted by Jennifer and Doruk. Metin and Kate was following them just behind. The courtroom was neither too big or too small. There were 20 seats each by the aisle through the prisoner’s desk. The judge’s bench was about 7-8 metres opposite to prisoner’s desk. The bench was only big enough for one person to sit. As she entered the room she realised more than half of the seats were occupied by the audiences.

She wondered if these people paid any money to watch her trial. When she looked at them she realised some people looked right into her eyes, some looked at her handcuffs and shackles and some of them looked at Kate as she was adjusting and squezing her necktie. She tought that it was not possible to hide her handcuffed hands so she just let them free in her cuffs. Metin was holding her just under her arms and helping her to walk. As they approached the wooden fence that seperates the trial section and audiences. Jennifer laid down and opened the door of the fence for Jane. She took Jane to prisoner’s desk and stepped back just a few meters from her. Metin took his place on the other side of Jane. Doruk and Kate remained behind the wooden fence.

Jane searched Doruk and when their eyes matched she smiled him secretly but Doruk respond her with shadowy smile and humiliation sense. Jane couldn’t decide if she could keep looking at him or turn her eyes. Just that moment the door next to Judge’s bench has been opened and the judge who is about 1.80 metre tall with almost full of gray hair that most of it tacky entered the courtroom. He was bearly 60 and he had a short hair beard and pinky face. When all people rose she easily understood that he was the judge. Metin turned to people in the courtroom and sign that everybody sit down just after judge did. Jane felt herself in a scene that pretty real than this show supposed to be.

“What if all of these are real, what if I stay in chains forever here..” she thought. The judge opened the file in front of him and read it about a minute. Meanwhile Jane was looking at her handcuffs and trying to ease them on her wrists.

“Well, Mrs. Jane…” said the judge without taking his eyes from the file.

“You are accused with torturing your soul with working very hard and doing the job you hate everyday from 9 till 6 c’lock, spending so many hours just in front of a tv or social media and being a ruthless withholder of your soul..” he said and looked at her with very serious face. Than he started reading the file again.

“Also in your file it is written that you leashed your soul on her neck and forced her to night outs that you spend hours with people who you hate and also you are charged with chaining your future and keeping your dreams imprisoned shackled..”

After all these accusations she didn’t know what to say and she said only “Yes your honour..”

“Do you have anything to say to defend yourself little lady?”

“I.. I don’t know sir..”

The judge frowned a little and then repeated the question.

“What do you mean by that! Do you have or not?!”

“I guess, I don’t, sir..” she said as if she wanted to hide her handcuffs.

The judge looked at the file in front of him again. After a few seconds, he turned his eyes to her again.

“It is decided that the prisoner will be isolated for defense, and the case will be postponed for one day in order to consider her defense in the clothes that she came to our facility in. Considering the safety of the prisoner's soul she will be kept in one of the safe houses determined by our institution. As the prisoner is unable to understand the situation, she poses a high risk for both her soul and herself, so it has been decided to keep the prisoner in maximum security measures in shackles during the time until the next hearing."

While Jane was trying to understand what the judge was saying, the judge stood up, left the podium and left the courtroom through the door he came from. While she watched the judge leave, she did not realize that Jennifer and Kate were approaching her and, worse, what they had in their hands. While Jennifer was fastening a thick chain in her hand to Jane’s neck with a big padlock, Kate had already quickly stuffed a big red ball-gag into Jane's open mouth. While she was trying to stuff the gag properly Jane was moving without involuntarily and Kate’s beautiful necktie was dangling every each time that she moves.  When Jennifer pulled Jane's head towards her with a harsh move, Jane came face to face with Doruk, who was approaching her.

Although Doruk watched the event calmly, the smile on his face disappeared and he started watching Jennifer and Kate with serious eyes. Finally, Jennifer lifted the chain in her hand a little above Jane's neck level and looked at Jane with a contemptuous smile on her face. Jane could only stare at Jennifer meaninglessly with the red-colored ballgag in her mouth. She now felt that she was no different from a dog in a pet shop with a leash on her neck and being dragged to the desired location. Jennifer carelessly turned her eyes away from Jane and held the chain in her hand as close as possible to the padlock hanging on the chain on Jane's neck, pulling it down to her waist level. Jane was now standing hunched over and her head at Jennifer's waist level that close enough to almost see the knots of Jennifer's trousers and her necktie. Jennifer turned Metin and “I'm going to prepare the prisoner. You can pick her up from her cell in an hour.” she said.

Metin was busy with something else in his file and said "Okay, I'll be in her cell in an hour." he said carelessly. Doruk, on the other hand, was looking straight at Jane, but she was ashamed to turn her gaze towards Doruk as she was hunched over towards the ground. She had never been so humiliated with the chain on her neck and the huge ballgag in her mouth that prevented her from speaking. Finally, when Doruk turned around without saying anything and walked out of the other door of the courtroom. Jennifer was holding Jane by the chain in her hand and taking her out of the courtroom and holding her as close to her waist as possible. Kate was following them with her hands behind her back with meaningless and cold expressions. In addition to the handcuffs on Jane's feet which were already preventing her from walking fast, now the chain around her neck which was frequently pulled with harsh warnings was added. On the one hand, she was trying to walk in a hunched position, and whenever she tried to lift her head a little higher, Jennifer was pulling her down by a harsh move of the chain. Finally Jane could no longer bear walking in a hunched position and staggered a few steps to her right despite being pulled tightly around her neck. She could not maintain her balance and fell in the opposite direction of Jennifer's right leg. Even though Jennifer lifted the chain in her hand upwards with all her strength to prevent her from falling, she could not do it and Jane fall on her right shoulder. As soon as Jane fell, she tried to stand up as the chain around her neck tightened, but she couldn't. Her slightly messy hair got into the gaps between the chain and the padlock. Every time Jennifer pulled the chain, the pain she felt at the bottom of her hair was added to the pain in Jane's neck. She had to put in so much energy and effort that she didn't realize that the saliva leaking from between her mouth and the red ballgag and flowing onto her uniform.

“Get up you idiot!!”

Although Jennifer wanted to pull Jane to her feet by pulling the chain around her neck, Jane could not fulfill Jennifer's request because of her handcuffed hands and chained feet tightly locked around her waist. At this moment, Kate came behind Jane, grabbed her hair and pulled Jane to her feet, slightly ahead of the side where Jennifer pulled the chain.

“Get up, whore!” Kate said, suddenly feeling relieved and freed from something. While Kate was pulling her hair over and over Jane’s saliva messed Kate’s necktie. Kate pushed Jane away from her and took her tie into her hands.

“Shit!! Look what you did cunt. I will have to change my necktie now” She looked Kate and slapped her face as strong as she can. Now Jane fall again to the ground even though she was pulled by her neck.

When Jane stood up again, she was wondering how many steps were left to walk to her cell. At this moment, Kate grabbed Jane by her hair again and pulled her in the opposite direction of the chain on her neck.

"Come on! We don't have all day here to take you to your cell."

“Hmmmpppff!!” said Jane only make the sound meaninglessly. Kate took Jane's hair in her hand as hard as possible and lifted her head slightly.

“What the hell did you say, I didn't understand!”. She said sternly, bowing to Jane. She leaned slightly as her tie swinging a little away from her body, as if losing herself under the classy woman image created by her stiff collared shirt, fabric skirt, high-heeled shoes and fully tied masculine tie. Jane said, "Yefff, maammgff!" as much as the ballgag in her mouth allowed. Kate understood the meaningless words she said and turned to Jennifer.

“What this scum says can still be understood, Ms. Jennifer.”

Kate said, turning to Jennifer.

"For now!" said Jennifer with a devilish smile on her face. While Jennifer was dragging Jane, hunched over, to her cell by the chain around her neck, Kate was watching them, and from time to time, she was pulling Jane by her messy hair and pulling her to opposite direction of the chain. Sometimes she was inserting her fingers between Jane’s neck and the chain, making it difficult for Jane to walk like a dog. When Jane turned down the corridor towards her cell, she was trying to see the path she walked through her hair that appeared in front of her eyes, and she was trying to endure Jennifer and Kate's tugging. While there were more steps to her cell than she could count, the only question on her mind was who would be with her during the hours that she would spend in the safe house...