That same night in her cell, somebody awakened her suddenly. Alyah hoped that it would be Pauline, but instead it was the guard of the extreme level section. She felt something pinching her neck. Then he unlocked her cuffs as for some reason he had authorization. She almost cried in fear, but managed to stay calm.

-You made a mistake this morning and you have to help me solve it.- In other words he was asking her to go back to that hell hole with him, at night, alone. She considered running but she would surey find all the doors closed, and could even be punished for disobeying, so she followed along.

-Yes, of course, sir.

It was the first time in weeks that she walked through those corridors unchained and at night. She had barely taken barely a few steps when she started to fell dizzy. She almost stumbled but he caught her. He didn't ask her if she was right, he merely grabbed her by the waist and guided her to the extreme level section. Alyah knew that something was very wrong. Her sight was blurry and her head spinning.

Once in the extreme level section she found an already open box on the floor. Shamelessly he started to undress her. As she had no strength to fight back didn't took him long. Then he proceeded to put Alyah in the box and lock all the cuffs one by one. Then he strapped the metallic gag, inserting the long plastic tube into her throat. At the ended of that tube there was a feeding bag. She tried to struggle in vain. After that he applied some kind of liquid on her exposed pussy, that made it feel even more numb. To that followed the insertion of another smaller tube into her urethra, right before strapping the metallic panties. Even drugged it hurt a bit. At the end of that tube there was an empty bag. Next he injected another syringe on her arm and she started to feel the opposite. The lights and pain got more intense and she was suddenly awakened, her heart pumping hard.

-I'm afraid that being in those boxes is not very fun. I don't know why some clients choose this.- He shrugged his shoulders.- Not my problem. My job is keeping you clean, silent, and awake.- He explained while he placed the lid on the box and locked it.

After that brief, cold explanation she tried to adjust to the sudden surge of energy of the new drug, while he used the fork lift to put her in one of the shelves. Didn't took long for her to notice that her pussy was wet. She liked bondage, but not that much and not in such a threatening situation, so she guessed that it was the drug as well. The extreme level immates were kept awake and horny while in those boxes. Certainly not the way she would like to spend her holidays. Inside that box she lost sense of the passing of time. Right then she could understand how her companion had felt that morning, horny and unable to anything about it. She tried to scream but the gag blocked part of the sound, and the guard was anyways quick to hit the wood of the box as a warning. She wondered what punishment could there be worse that what she already was facing.

-Do you have her?- She suddenly heard Pauline's voice, muffled through the layer of wood.

-Here.- He hit again on the box.

-See? I told you to trust me. In a month she hasn't had any visits or calls. Nobody misses her. I can send you more like her. For a part of the cake of course.- Alyah started to cry, she had trusted Pauline and now she was trapped in a box for whatever nefarious purpose.- So tell me, what do you do with them?

-A van comes for them. The guy who watches the cameras at night is with me, so we just carry them to the van and they pay us. I don't need to know anymore, I didn't ask.

-So they are like sex slaves now?

-Don't know, don't care.

-Well, I'm in now, so I want my cut.

-Fine!- The guard opened the cabinet and grabbed a duffel bag. Producing a stack of cash, he gave it to Pauline.- I don't have more now.

-It's good business.

Pauline left, abandoning a destroyed Alyah behind. She truly had nothing at that point. She was merely human meat in a box, sold to an unknown buyer for unknown reasons. She knew that jumping off a cliff was the right idea and delaying it had proven awful. Lost in her self pity she didn't hear the door opening again, three people entering and an ensuing fist fight. She didn't pay attention to the fork lift either. Only when the box opened and a flashlight blinded her eyes, she started to care.

-You must be Alyah.- She musted be on the floor because a man and a woman dressed as guards were standing above her.- Hope that we are not late.

-Did you like my performance, darling?- Pauline entered in her line of sight and immediately started to unchain her.

Pauline didn't told Alyah many details in the ensuing days. She only knew that the police got involved and at least three members of the hotel staff were taken into custody. Nobody asked her anything as with the four nmeless people trapped in those boxes there were more than enough witnesses and she didn't want to get into that mess more than she already had. At last she hadn't been a spy, but bait. She was still angry with Pauline, but she understood that she only had spent half an hour in that box and without her help perhaps more people would have suffered, so it had been worth it.

About a week after her adventure, she and Pauline met in her cell, shortly after lunch. Supposedly Pauline would give her the promised reward, but she wasn't sure about trusting her. Neither she had a choice, that hotel was her only home, and she'd have to follow the rules or leave. Pauline arrived in time, closed the door, and locked it using the usual pistol like device.

-Hi, dear. I bring good news and better news. I've changed the rules of the hotel. Now people that don't owe us money like you, or that have already paid, can spend a maximum of twenty four hours outside and then come back. During that time we won't delete their accumulated merit points from our hard disks. We will mantain their immate number and keep the cell unused.- Pauline smiled.- You asked me to let you spend time outside the prison. Now you can.

-That's very good, ma'am. Thank you.- It was good news, but made Alyah felt uneasy. In part because she had put herself in danger and that change of rules was for everybody, but mostly because she had nowhere to go. Besides the hotel was very far from any civilized place and she had no car and no money to pay for a taxi.

-Now, I have more good news. Your stay here supposedly ends tomorrow. I guess that you are going to extend it for a few more days, yes?- Alyah nodded.- Well, let's say that you renegotiate the terms and accept me as a psychologist, giving me permission to spend time alone with you. I am a real psychologist by the way, and I can legally determine that you are suffering a severe depression, which I believe is real. So, if you accept this diagnosis, then I can prescribe that you need to spend a few hours per week outside of the hotel. And then...- She made a dramatic pause.- I will be able to take you anywhere you want with my car. Again for a few hours a week.

-That's very good, ma'am.- Alyah didn't like much the idea of being alone in a car with Pauline, but she would love to be able to see the fields, forests, mountains and towns around the hotel.- Where would you take me?

-In your therapy time? As long as you don't demand any absurds, anywhere you want.- She made a pause waiting for Alyah's reaction.- Yes? No?

Two days later Alyah met Pauline in her office, at the afternoon. She had accepted her as a psychologist and her company in intimacy, meaning that they could be together without cameras or any other people close by or watching. It was their first official therapy session. Over her desk Pauline had a duffel bag.

-Hello, ma'am, I'm ready for, eh..., therapy.- Alyah wouldn't admit it but she was nervous.

-First of all, I have to tell you the rules. We will be outside of the hotel, but you are still a guest of the hotel, and that matters. Outside you will obey my orders, or we will come back at once and you will be punished.- Alyah nodded.- You will treat any people that talks to you in the same way you treat the prison staff, with absolute respect, but you of course don't need to obey their orders.- Alyah nodded again.- You can talk, with me or anybody, but not engage in long conversations, don't argue if you don't need it, don't ask unappropriate question, and don't make trouble. Otherwise...- She produced from the duffel bag a black cloth and a ball gag.- This is a niqab. It will cover all your face but the eyes.

-Understood, ma'am, thank you. Emmm..., the chains?

Pauline unlocked Alyah's chains and produced from the bag a bunch of items. First she applied a harness similar to a garter belt, but made of leather and metal, two bands in the middle of the thighs hanging from the waist band. Between them a short chain would make running impossible. In front of the waist it had a vertical D ring and to it were attached a pair of handcuffs. Then she gave Alyah a long sleeved sweater that almost reached the kness. It had two pockets on the waist and when Alyah got her hands in them she noticed that the inner lining had been cut and her hands were in contact with the cuffs. She caught the idea and closed them around her wrists. Pauline put the niqab and gag back in the bag, grabbed Alyah's elbow and guided her across the office area, outdoors to the parking lot and to her car. The few people that saw them leaving were surprised but they didn't say anything, as the director of the hotel was their boss.

As soon as they got in the car Pauline produced another pair of handcuffs from the bag and applied them on Alyah's ankles, as sitting in the car she didn't need to move. Then she added another more surprising element. Lowering the prisoner's trousers and panties she inserted in her pussy an egg vibrator. Then rearranged the trousers and passed the controller and wire through the zipper, closing it afterwards to trap it there. At last she hung the controller on one of the thigh bands, not before turning it on at a low intensity.

-I need to show you something.- Alyah suddenly molested by an unexpected intruder wasn't in the mood for more demands. With such intensity the egg wasn't doing much, but she couldn't turn it off, and within time it would become annoying. To her utter desmay Pauline raised her skirt and showed Alyah the metallic chastity belt she was wearing, a triangle of metal hanging from the waist band thanks to three thin chains.- You may remember the two guards that were with me when we freed you from the box a week ago.

-Yes, ma'am.- Alyah sighed. She didn't know where was that going but didn't sound good.

-Well, they are my master and mistress. Months ago, he used to remove my chastity belt and fuck me several times a week. One day she, his wife, arrived and asked me to lick her pussy as a prerequisite. I failed to do it within the time limit, so she punished me by forbidding him to fuck me until I could satisfy her first. Once a week she lets me try again, but I keep failing. Now when my master comes to my cell he merely ungags me and fucks my mouth. Are you following?

-Yes, ma'am.- Alyah was deeply confused and increasingly horny.

-I want a dick in my pussy, Alyah. I haven't had an orgasm in months and I need it. I truly need some dick. I am constantly humping things but I cannot fucking accomplish anything with this chastity belt.- Alyah's eyes went wide.- So, please. I beg you, please, let me practice with you. That's why I put the egg in there. If you are horny you might be more willing to let me practice.

-Practice what, ma'am?

-Licking your pussy.- Alyah coughed.- Please, Alyah. That's all I am asking. You open your legs and I do the rest. That's all. Please.

-I didn't know that you were into this, ma'am.- Alyah tried to gain time while she searched for an answer.

-Of course you knew. You have pulled on my chain a couple of times. I kissed you on the lips.- Alyah's heart stopped for a second. Pauline was the hard level immate that pulled on the laundry cart at the afternoons.- You were kind when you didn't need to. That's why I'm asking you this. Please.

-Will you...? After you learn to do it faster...? Will you keep doing me, ma'am?- If she was going to get involved in another mess, she could as well enjoy it.

-You cunning fox...- Pauline smiled.- Of course, darling. Once a week. My pleasure.

-I have no experience with women, ma'am. But if you treat me with respect... This could work.

-Of course, darling. Now, do you like big, luxurious milkshakes? I know a place.- Alyah nodded.- Perfect! By the way...- Pauline started the engine and they went on with their trip at last.- As a psychologist I have to ask about your depression. I mean you have already been a month and a half living willingly in a fucking high security prison. Are you..., like..., ok?