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Cuffs, Chains, And A Leash My wrists were released one at a time, then immediately encircled with wide, heavy, tight, metal bands. Once they were snapped closed, I felt the weight of a chain dangling from each. My upper arms, just above the elbows were also banded and a moment later my ankles. I felt the clicks of locks through the rubber suit when they joined my ankle cuffs with a chain. “Now, it’s time for you to be put into your street clothing, Miss Chrystal. It is just past noon and Lady Arlen will be returning for you in the near future.” He or Miss Johnson brought over my heavy, rustling, outer garments and quickly dressed me in them. My arms were, for the moment, left to hang loosely by my sides, but this changed quickly when my elbows were pulled in firmly behind my back, forci