The pickup

Author: eckie
Title: The pickup
Date: 22 September 2006

This time just a short one, but just felt for writing it ....

I attended the party with a lot of pleasure; I have been here many times and enjoy each time again. It is not a big one, but always good people and lots fun - or sometimes just fun talks as well.

I thought I’d get some fresh air, the inside was very sticky and sweaty, so I took a walk outside, some people standing there talking in front of the door, so I wandered around the building, it was a lonely industrial area, so not many other people around in general.

Even though the light was not very good, I thought to recognize in the far someone standing there at one of the trees. When I got closer I indeed saw a boy tied to that tree, I could not see his face, it was covered by a full thick leather hood, leaving only nose holes to breathe, and I assumed he heard me come closer when some of the old branches on the ground cracked, since he seemed to get a bit more tensed suddenly, as far as his tight position allowed to get more tensed.

I had a closer look at him - a nice probably tanned body seemed to shimmer through his leathers, a full biker suit and cross boots he was in, he was slightly smaller than me, his hands padlocked in mittens, a wide posture collar locked on his neck and from hood to ankles well roped to the tree, with his mitted hands backwards around the tree, there was hardly any movement possible for him, I guess when he would let go his body you would not notice a difference, still standing straight there at that tree.

I hand my hands explore his leathered body, testing here and there the ropes, but all was tied well, nothing that boy would do to get away from here. I wondered who he belonged to and how long he actually was standing here already, I had not seen him inside on the party before, so I assumed he was tied up here already at the begin. I envied whoever had this boy, I sure would have enjoyed having him myself, but I left him now there and just went back inside to the party.

I talked to a few guys about this boy out there and after some time found the one who tied him there. He told e he placed him there early in the evening already and had no intention to get him off there so soon either. I told him that I liked what I saw, even if it was not the boys face. He said that it is a rather cute boy, just 19 years old and he actually found him on the street, a stray without home and without work and he had taken him in two weeks ago to stay for some time. He allowed him to sleep and eat for free in exchange for the housework and of course some of the kink he enjoyed, the boy was still new to it but seemed willing to let him do as he wanted all the time. I told him that he's lucky then to have found himself a nice toy to play with. He just returned that it is nice for the time being but actually won’t want to keep him, so the boy will have to get on his own feet soon, so that he could leave again.

We continued some common talks for some time but then separated again and enjoyed the party on ourselves. I had a few nice plays that night so was definitely satisfied with the visit. When the party ended and all were gone I also decided to get to bed, the few beers of the evening did their job as well and I was tried enough for a good sleep. I had booked a room in the same building so just needed to get upstairs to find my bed.

When I got up the next morning I decided after a long shower to find myself a nice cafe for some breakfast before going back home again. I toweled off and got dressed, packed all my stuff ready to go after the breakfast and left the room. Having stuffed my bags in the boot of my car I went towards the area I knew a few cafes would be. On my way there I passed the area the boy was tied the night before, and to my surprise he was still standing there. I assumed he was just left there all night, tough luck I thought to myself, yet his master probably was also in the hotel and still a sleep.

I did not further take notice and went my way to breakfast. I had a long relaxed breakfast and met even a few of the other guests in that cafe, so chatted along a while with them as well. I also mentioned that boy I still saw there at the tree and to my surprise heard that the other guy who left him tied there already left town the night before, so we all wondered pretty much what happened. I decided to go back and check the boy out, maybe something was wrong, would not want to leave him there without anyone caring.

So I paid the check and went back, directly towards the boy more or less hanging - as far as one could tell - inside his ropes. He shuddered when he heard someone come and muffled more or less loudly, as far as his gagged and hooded situation allowed. I was sure he did neither know what time it was not that he was actually left there and his guy had gone in the meantime.


When I got closer I saw a note clinched between the ropes and the leathered body. I took it and read. It said that this boy was free to take by anyone who found him; keys to the locks were in the pocket of the boys pants. He was of no further use and no longer wanted where he was and anyone finding him could freely decide what to do with him, release him, leave him there or just take him for personal use. Also the owners of the bar we had the party in were informed about this and would take the boy off in any case, if nobody else would take care of it in-between.

I was astonished, when talking to that guy the night before it seemed he enjoyed having that boy around, but obviously he did not longer care. I looked around and there was no one else on the near area, also as I assumed all cars were gone, nobody else seemed to be here from the night before. I thought I’d call the guys from the bar to ask what is going on, but then decided that I could actually take that note and the offer it had written on it literally, meaning I could just grab that boy and keep him. I had to find out if it was true that he was homeless and without obligations of course, but if that was so, he could be mine. I checked the pockets of the boy and found the mentioned keys to the collar and restraints but also in some inside pocket found the boys ID, a key marked to be for a locker at the train station and a handful of money, probably if nobody was to take him, the other guy left him at least something... But other than that there was nothing else in his pockets, I decided to take it all on me now and shoved it all into my pockets.

I decided to take the boy off the tree and started to take off the ropes that kept him there. I did not want him to know who did it or what would happen, so kept the leather restraints, hood and collar in place. Once he was off the tree he sacked down to the floor, it must have rather exhausted him to stand there all evening and night, it was early afternoon now, so I guessed it was about 16 to 18 hours, and of course a night’s sleep he was standing there. I waited for some time before helping him stand up again and then helping him walk towards my own car. He was not aware where we went and would not be so soon I thought.

When we reached my car I left him stand there while I opened the boot of my car. I took out my bags and placed them on the backseat instead and after that lead the boy to get inside the boot. He stumbled at first before recognizing what it was and how to get inside. Once he was inside I used the locks to tie his hands on the back and also his ankles together again before closing the lid.

I then drove on - towards the train station, I was curious what the key will find. Arrived there I parked the car and left the boy in the boot, went inside looking for the lockers, once I found them and located the one with the right number I checked it out. Inside was a small duffle bag, rather dirty and checking it out I found a few dirty old clothes and a pair of sneakers inside, obviously all that boy had. No papers, pictures or anything else that might be of use to determine anything about the boy. I took the bag on me and went back to the car, there I placed it on the backseat as well and drove away again, out of the city and towards my home direction.

Shortly outside I looked for a parking lot that was not openly visible, I could find a small path towards some woods and decided to drive in there and stay off the road when parking my car. Once I found the right spot I decided to tell the boy what happened. I opened the boot and helped him get out, without getting his hands and legs free though. Once he stood there I started taking off the collar and hood slowly. I was behind him when doing it, so when I lifted the hood off he did not see me right away, but when I got around him then in front of his face he immediately asked who I was, where he was, what happened and where his guy was, he called him Mike. I told him to slow down and have me explain. He checked his restraints in order to get out and told me I should undo them all, but I just told him to relax and listen first. He kept silent then and seemed pretty frightened now, realizing that he was in the middle of nowhere, unknown area, tied up and with a stranger.

I explained him the evening I found him, the talk I had with Mike, the guy who left him there, and about the note I found, showing him the paper because he did not believe it at first. He looked disappointed, he could not believe he was dumped like that helpless to be available to anyone who found him. I asked him then if the story was true that I was told that he was actually without any obligations, no home, and no job, nowhere to go. He confirmed that and said he was happy that mike took him in two weeks ago, even more disappointed now to hear he was dumped, since he did everything he was asked in order to keep the place and care.

He was indeed nice looking, just as mike told me the evening before, and I told him that I had also an offer to him, if he'd agree I would take him with me at my terms, if not I would release him and bring him aback to the city and train station to do and go where he wanted.

I told him that I would take him with me to my home; he could live there for free under certain rules. I would make him my personal slave an servant, he would have to take care of all needs, chores, duties, would have to obey to any given rule or order, have no say at all in anything anymore, in exchange he would stay with me, get fed, dressed and I would help him to find a job and get back on his feet, yet he would at no time be released back to freedom, and instead have to remain as my servant for good. He had concerns at the begin about what I intended to do with him and also if he would without any background would be able to get a job and on his feet, but I ensured him that it was in my own interest to care well for him and help him there, in order to have and keep him as my servant. The thought a bit and then came back that he would agree to do anything I ask him to do, if I promised not to harm him and not to dump him like he was dumped today. He also said before he met mike and was taken in he never had any encounters with men or any of the sm activities he was exposed to with mike, but he was willing to learn and do as told in exchange for a home and a future. I assured him that he will not regret it and that we should seal it with a gesture. I went to the car and took his old duffle bag. Then I lead him with small steps as his restrained ankles allowed further into the woods until I found some rocky grounds. There I emptied the content of his duffle bag and took my lighter out. Before using it I told him it's the last chance to say no, else it was sealed. He just started on the small pile of clothes there and remained silent. I lit the lighter and set them on fire making sure nothing spreading, at the end we were in the woods.... when it was burnign well I also placed the dufflebag on it and we watched it all burn down. Twenty minutes standing there silent and it was all gone, his past was history.


Then I placed the hood and collar back on him, silencing him successfully again, lead him slowly back to the car and then helped him back into the trunk, this time not without additionally tying his locked ankles to his arms, successfully hogtied for the trip. I closed the lid and drove back to the road, the boy had a long time in the trunk ahead, it was a 4 hours ride and all throughout the ride I was smiling, what I nice catch I made here ...

When I was back home I drove the car into the garage and closed the garage door. I left him inside the trunk and went inside the house to get myself a nice coffee. I sat there for almost an hour, still smiling, before deciding to get the boy and show him his new home. I went back to the car and helped him out of the trunk. Still tied I lead him inside the house, had him kneel in front of me and removed the collar and hood again.

He blinked a bit from the sudden light again and then looked around, finding himself in my living room. I told him then that this was his new home and it was his to take care of it well from now on. I then removed the locks on his wrists and ankles as well, and when he rubbed his wrists I told him that those belong on the back even without restraints. He looked a bit surprised but placed them behind again right away. Then I told him that the next day he would get time to get acquainted with the house and all whereabouts inside it, but for now he would get some food first and then a good rest until the next day.

I told him to check the fridge and take whatever he wanted to eat and drink. He came back with a plate full of food and placed it on the table, taking the chair to sit on, but I interrupted him right away, telling him furniture was no longer his to use, he again looked surprised but then sat on the floor and began to eat and drink, he certainly was hungry, I cold see that. He quickly finished while I watched him, he seemed comfortable with the new surroundings and I was sure I would teach him quickly to be as I wanted him to be.

Once he finished I did not have to tell but he cleaned up immediately and came back standing in front of me. I told him to use the bathroom if he needed to but he said there was no need for it. Then I told him to follow me and went down to my basement. He looked curious around on the way and even more curious when he was the basement, I has a small playroom established down there with plenty toys and tools. He would in time sure get to know most of them, but not now, now was resting time. I opened my cage down there and told him to get inside, he did not hesitate, and once he was in I locked the door. Then I took a pair of heavy padded mittens off my shelf and locked them on his hands, with a smile telling him that he could not do anything stupid during his rest. He did not say much, but I detected a slight smile confirming me he started to feel better in his new home. then I told him I would be back the next day to fill him in with all his new rules and regulations inside my house, fill him in on his daily tasks and duties and we would take it from there then, but for now he should have a good rest and get comfy with the idea of his new home. Then I left the basement.

I checked on him with my cam in that room about half an hour later and he was obviously deep a sleep already, so I smiled again ... a real good catch ... I was happy ... and in now time I will have him a well behaved perfect servant, then we could start looking for a job for him.

First thing tomorrow will be locking him into my chastity belt, it will be a surprise, but he will get used to it, then he will need some decent clothes, maybe some of my stuff would fit and else I just buy the coming week some basics needed for him, until then he will do fine in his leathers. I stayed up for some time watching TV before going to bed myself, and I looked forward to a nice future with a nice slave on my side...