Homeward Bound: Part 8 posted (M/F)
Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2021 4:27 pm
Author's Note: So, this was an idea that had been swimming around my mind for a while. Let's see how far it goes.
Part 1: The Invitation
Eighteen-Year-Old, Lindsey Blaire, was a girl that was harshly treated by the cruel reality of the world. She was out on the streets without a family or a home. She was dressed in dirty blue T-shirt and matching sweatpants with a brick red hoodie. She does whatever she can to get by. She sits on a bench on a street corner with a cardboard sign asking for any help she can get.
Still, she did whatever she could with what little money or food she could get. She was able to at least keep her teeth in good order with a toothbrush and toothpaste that she kept in a backpack. In her backpack was also a few basic schoolbooks. It was all she could do to educate herself in what seemed like a futile attempt to get herself out of this mess. She had grown up at an orphanage, but it was burned down by a riot a few years ago, and now she's left with nothing other than her schoolbooks, a ratty set of clothes, and what little hygienic tools she has.
Surprisingly, she was in pretty good shape. She'd jog up and down the road, along with other types of exorcise during times with little traffic. She had all the time in the world to at least try to keep herself fit, after all. With each passing day, she was just hoping, and praying...
* * * *
Danial Rio was Lindsey's exact opposite. Although he grew up in a very rich family, his parents made sure he earned everything he had. With a wit sharpened by harsh tutoring, it wasn't long before this Twenty-Four-Year-Old became a Millionaire just two years ago.
Dan lives alone in a small mansion on a modest property set on a hill and was gated from any would-be intruders. As a stockbroker, he's able to work from his home, and rake in tons of money. What does he do with the money? Well, for starters...he helps people that he can see need it. He also holds a dark secret. He has a great fondness for seeing beautiful young ladies bound and gagged. A secret he has kept hidden from everyone who knows him for a very long time.
Dan sometimes had to drive out to business meetings, and these drives often took him past the bench that Lindsey usually stayed at. For the last three months Dan had stopped by a fast-food place and bought lunch for her. Unlike a lot of homeless people who might just demand money, Lindsey would thank him for the meal, and enjoy it. He also picked up a few extra schoolbooks for her from time to time, and even a first aid kit.
When Dan was stopped at the light on his way back, he'd see her on the bench with a book propped open. Here was someone who was taking the steps to make a better life for herself in spite of what was happening around her.
When he got home one day, he couldn't help but think about her. He had a ton of young ladies that were tripping over themselves to win him over. He was smart enough to know that it wasn't him they were interested in, but his wallet. They had no sense of humility at all. It was all about how he could advance them further in... whatever it is they dwell in.
And then there was Lindsey. He didn't know her name yet, but he knew that she was a better person than these other women would ever be. She had nothing. She was poor and humble. She also appreciated what she had given her so far.
Dan wanted to do something to help her but didn't know how to break it to her. He was also beginning to see an opportunity to exploit his other interest. Dan smiled, as a plan began to form. The situation was perfect: A Young Lady in need of help. Help getting into a home, as well as an education. Given her limited education, perhaps he could persuade her into embracing his secret as well.
The plan was simple: He'd invite her back to the house where she could learn a skill set as a maid around the house. She would also still be able to learn from her books and would also have a few new learning sources to work with from Him. She would simply have to indulge Dan's fantasies a bit in return. He'd also need to get her a change of clothes. She would have clothes that fit, in his mind, what a young lady should wear.
Dan made his usual stop to buy her lunch, and then made his way to the corner where Lindsey was working on some Mathematics. He rolled down his car window, Lindsey approached, and accepted the lunch with a smile, and a “thank you”.
Unlike the last few times, Dan decided to turn at the light. He pulled up on the curbside by the bench and rolled his window down again.
“What is it?” Lindsey asked, as he rolled his window down.
“I'm sick of seeing you stuck on the streets, and I'd like to help you,” Dan answered. Lindsey blinked at him.
“Help me how?” she asked.
“I'd like to invite you to my house. Where you'll be safe, and where I can help you rebuild a better life for yourself,” Dan explained.
“Why me of all people? There are plenty of other people out there, and you're the kind of of guy that should have women crawling all over you,” Lindsey questioned. She could tell by the way that Dan was dressed, and the car he was driving, he was rolling in money.
“You're not like other women I've met. You're not trying to impress me. You're trying to make a better life for yourself. I've seen you with your schoolbooks. You're grateful for what you have. These are traits I admire greatly. I think that with a nice hot shower, and a bit of know-how, you can become a fine lady,” Dan insisted. Lindsey giggled at the compliment.
“What would you have me do in return? I have almost no money, and I only know a little bit of house cleaning, really,” Lindsey told him.
“I will help educate you in that regard. All I'm asking is for a few favors in return from time to time. That's all,” Dan responded. Lindsey thought about this for a second. This stranger had been the only thing close to a friend that she had for the last three months. He never showed any signs of ill intent either. The look in his eyes right now said quite clearly that he wanted to help. Lindsey finally nodded yes.
“I-I'd like that,” Lindsey replied.
“In that case, what size clothes do you wear?” He then asked her.
“Why do you ask?” Lindsey asked back. She looked at him with a bit suspicion
“Well, naturally you'll need something nicer to wear than... that,” Dan answered, making note of Lindsey's less than adequate attire. Lindsey gave him the size of what she was currently wearing. “Alright, next week then?” He then asked her.
“Sure,” Lindsey said. She was still just a tad skeptical about this, but she was ready to believe that anything would be better than living like this. She and Dan shook hands, and with that, He left, and went about his business for the day.
Over the next week, Dan made trips out to various clothing outlets to find the perfect clothes for her. (Still remembering her lunch as well.) Whatever he couldn't find in the stores he ordered online from various clothing sites. He also ordered several rolls of microfoam tape as well as duct tape. The last thing on his list was a pair of soft handcuffs that fastened together with velcro straps...
https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com ... mvhmyL.jpg
Out of all the handcuff options, these looked the most comfortable. Though, when he took them out of the box, he saw that the chain connecting the cuffs was too long. He thought that the cuffs should be connected closer together, and all he needed for that was a tiny padlock. This would connect the cuffs much closer together.
With the stage set, it was time to enact the plan. He made his usual meeting trip out and remembered her lunch as well. On his way home, he pulled up his car onto the roadside curb. He saw Lindsey shivering as she began walking back to...whatever she might use as a shelter from the cold. Dan almost looked angry at seeing this. She did not deserve to spend the Christmas Season freezing on the streets.
Dan pulled his car up beside the curb, and she turned to face it. She then saw the window roll down to reveal Dan smiling at her.
“Back Seat door is open,” He told her.
“Thank you.” She spoke. She opened the door and climbed into the car. She was glad to finally be somewhere warm, as the car drove down the road.
“You're welcome,” Dan said back.
“My name is Lindsey, by the way,” She then stated. Dan smiled.
“I'm Danial, but you can call me Dan,” He greeted back. “Nice to meet you, Lindsey.”
* * * *
Dan punched in the code to open the gate, and Lindsey got a great view of the mansion as the car drove up the driveway, and into the parking garage. Being the perfect gentleman, Dan allowed her to enter first.
Lindsey was awestruck by the size of such a house. The living room alone could have fit the orphanage she used to live in.
“This place is so huge. Do you live alone?” She asked.
“Yeah, more or less. I've always been used to doing things myself,” Dan answered. Lindsey was getting a very humble vibe from him. He was clearly rich, and could easily afford to hire help, but instead, he chose to do the work himself. Dan allowed her a few minutes to take everything in. she paced slowly and admired the decor.
“It's wonderful,” She told him.
“Would you like to see your room?” He then asked her.
“Yeah, sure,” She answered. Dan directed her up the flight of stairs, and down a hallway. He then stopped at the end of it where a door was present on the right.
“This room is yours now. It has a full bathroom to the left as well,” Dan explained. “Why don't you have a nice long shower and put on the bathrobe that's hanging on the door. I'll fix us some dinner,” He then stated, as he opened the door to the room. Lindsey saw that the bedroom had everything it could need and was about the size of most Suite rooms in a grand hotel.
“Okay, thank you,” Lindsey said, and with that, Dan left her in privacy.
Lindsey did as Dan had suggested. She shed her grubby outfit and stepped into a nice warm shower. She had never felt anything so wonderful in her life. She could feel all the dirt and grime fading away to reveal that she was indeed a very fetching young lass with beautiful green eyes, and light brunette hair that reached just passed her shoulder blades.
When she was done, she donned a pink bathrobe that was hanging from a hook on the bathroom door. She tied the belt around her waist, and then went to work on combing her hair. With all the dirt and grime gone, She was almost unsure if she was really seeing herself in the mirror. It seemed as if the nightmare was finally over.
Dan knocked on the door to her room, and she walked over to answer it.
“You look so much better already,” Dan complimented. Lindsey smiled.
“Thanks,” She said back.
“Anyways, Dinner's ready,” Dan then told her.
Dan guided her back downstairs and into the dining room where two plates of steak were set at the table. There was also a pair of large serving bowls that held mashed potatoes and green beans. Lindsey didn't know much about table etiquette, so she just watched Dan and followed his lead. Something he had picked up on.
“You learn quickly,” He stated, noticing she was copying his lead. She smiled at him.
“I've always been a quick learner. I just haven't been able to learn much,” She told him.
“Why don't you tell me your story,” Dan then suggested. Lindsey sighed a bit, but then told him what happened to her. About how her mother died in a car accident, and how her father took up drinking out of grief, and eventually died from that. She told him about her time in the orphanage where she was at least able to learn how to read, write, and do some basic math. Finally, she told him about the riot that burned the place down, and how she fled the city.
“I lost my Birth Certificate in the fire, and without that, I couldn't get a job. So, for the last five years, I've been sitting on that bench trying to-” She trailed off, as she knew that Dan knew the rest.
“I'm so sorry,” Dan said, in a mournful tone. Lindsey nodded in response. “That will change tomorrow,” Dan responded. “Tomorrow, I will take you through the first steps on what I look for in a lady,” He then stated. Lindsey smiled again.
“I'd like that,” She said.
“Furthermore, I know a few people that can help you with your identity problem,” Dan then mentioned. Lindsey blinked at him. “Like Birth Certificate, and Social Security, and such,” He then explained.
“Thank you,” Lindsey said, as she smiled, and finished her dinner.
With the evening coming to a close, Dan was ready to watch some television, but Lindsey preferred a different form of entertainment. She preferred to do something rather than watch a screen, and if there was nothing to do...
“Do you have any books I could read?” She then asked.
Dan nodded and led her into a Study that had fully stocked library filled with all manner of books that she could entertain herself with. For three hours she was reading until she was finally tired enough to go to bed. Dan led her back to her room and got out a nightgown from the dresser for her to wear to bed. Lindsey thanked him, and finally nestled into bed. The bed felt like a soft fluffy cloud, and she had no trouble falling asleep.
As for Dan, he was pleased to see that she looked truly happy for the first time since he met her. Everything was coming together, in every sense of the phrase. He had asked her to let him help her, and she had accepted. All that remained was how to introduce her to the art of bondage. He needed to do so in a way that she would embrace it rather than fear it.
Part 1: The Invitation
Eighteen-Year-Old, Lindsey Blaire, was a girl that was harshly treated by the cruel reality of the world. She was out on the streets without a family or a home. She was dressed in dirty blue T-shirt and matching sweatpants with a brick red hoodie. She does whatever she can to get by. She sits on a bench on a street corner with a cardboard sign asking for any help she can get.
Still, she did whatever she could with what little money or food she could get. She was able to at least keep her teeth in good order with a toothbrush and toothpaste that she kept in a backpack. In her backpack was also a few basic schoolbooks. It was all she could do to educate herself in what seemed like a futile attempt to get herself out of this mess. She had grown up at an orphanage, but it was burned down by a riot a few years ago, and now she's left with nothing other than her schoolbooks, a ratty set of clothes, and what little hygienic tools she has.
Surprisingly, she was in pretty good shape. She'd jog up and down the road, along with other types of exorcise during times with little traffic. She had all the time in the world to at least try to keep herself fit, after all. With each passing day, she was just hoping, and praying...
* * * *
Danial Rio was Lindsey's exact opposite. Although he grew up in a very rich family, his parents made sure he earned everything he had. With a wit sharpened by harsh tutoring, it wasn't long before this Twenty-Four-Year-Old became a Millionaire just two years ago.
Dan lives alone in a small mansion on a modest property set on a hill and was gated from any would-be intruders. As a stockbroker, he's able to work from his home, and rake in tons of money. What does he do with the money? Well, for starters...he helps people that he can see need it. He also holds a dark secret. He has a great fondness for seeing beautiful young ladies bound and gagged. A secret he has kept hidden from everyone who knows him for a very long time.
Dan sometimes had to drive out to business meetings, and these drives often took him past the bench that Lindsey usually stayed at. For the last three months Dan had stopped by a fast-food place and bought lunch for her. Unlike a lot of homeless people who might just demand money, Lindsey would thank him for the meal, and enjoy it. He also picked up a few extra schoolbooks for her from time to time, and even a first aid kit.
When Dan was stopped at the light on his way back, he'd see her on the bench with a book propped open. Here was someone who was taking the steps to make a better life for herself in spite of what was happening around her.
When he got home one day, he couldn't help but think about her. He had a ton of young ladies that were tripping over themselves to win him over. He was smart enough to know that it wasn't him they were interested in, but his wallet. They had no sense of humility at all. It was all about how he could advance them further in... whatever it is they dwell in.
And then there was Lindsey. He didn't know her name yet, but he knew that she was a better person than these other women would ever be. She had nothing. She was poor and humble. She also appreciated what she had given her so far.
Dan wanted to do something to help her but didn't know how to break it to her. He was also beginning to see an opportunity to exploit his other interest. Dan smiled, as a plan began to form. The situation was perfect: A Young Lady in need of help. Help getting into a home, as well as an education. Given her limited education, perhaps he could persuade her into embracing his secret as well.
The plan was simple: He'd invite her back to the house where she could learn a skill set as a maid around the house. She would also still be able to learn from her books and would also have a few new learning sources to work with from Him. She would simply have to indulge Dan's fantasies a bit in return. He'd also need to get her a change of clothes. She would have clothes that fit, in his mind, what a young lady should wear.
Dan made his usual stop to buy her lunch, and then made his way to the corner where Lindsey was working on some Mathematics. He rolled down his car window, Lindsey approached, and accepted the lunch with a smile, and a “thank you”.
Unlike the last few times, Dan decided to turn at the light. He pulled up on the curbside by the bench and rolled his window down again.
“What is it?” Lindsey asked, as he rolled his window down.
“I'm sick of seeing you stuck on the streets, and I'd like to help you,” Dan answered. Lindsey blinked at him.
“Help me how?” she asked.
“I'd like to invite you to my house. Where you'll be safe, and where I can help you rebuild a better life for yourself,” Dan explained.
“Why me of all people? There are plenty of other people out there, and you're the kind of of guy that should have women crawling all over you,” Lindsey questioned. She could tell by the way that Dan was dressed, and the car he was driving, he was rolling in money.
“You're not like other women I've met. You're not trying to impress me. You're trying to make a better life for yourself. I've seen you with your schoolbooks. You're grateful for what you have. These are traits I admire greatly. I think that with a nice hot shower, and a bit of know-how, you can become a fine lady,” Dan insisted. Lindsey giggled at the compliment.
“What would you have me do in return? I have almost no money, and I only know a little bit of house cleaning, really,” Lindsey told him.
“I will help educate you in that regard. All I'm asking is for a few favors in return from time to time. That's all,” Dan responded. Lindsey thought about this for a second. This stranger had been the only thing close to a friend that she had for the last three months. He never showed any signs of ill intent either. The look in his eyes right now said quite clearly that he wanted to help. Lindsey finally nodded yes.
“I-I'd like that,” Lindsey replied.
“In that case, what size clothes do you wear?” He then asked her.
“Why do you ask?” Lindsey asked back. She looked at him with a bit suspicion
“Well, naturally you'll need something nicer to wear than... that,” Dan answered, making note of Lindsey's less than adequate attire. Lindsey gave him the size of what she was currently wearing. “Alright, next week then?” He then asked her.
“Sure,” Lindsey said. She was still just a tad skeptical about this, but she was ready to believe that anything would be better than living like this. She and Dan shook hands, and with that, He left, and went about his business for the day.
Over the next week, Dan made trips out to various clothing outlets to find the perfect clothes for her. (Still remembering her lunch as well.) Whatever he couldn't find in the stores he ordered online from various clothing sites. He also ordered several rolls of microfoam tape as well as duct tape. The last thing on his list was a pair of soft handcuffs that fastened together with velcro straps...
https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com ... mvhmyL.jpg
Out of all the handcuff options, these looked the most comfortable. Though, when he took them out of the box, he saw that the chain connecting the cuffs was too long. He thought that the cuffs should be connected closer together, and all he needed for that was a tiny padlock. This would connect the cuffs much closer together.
With the stage set, it was time to enact the plan. He made his usual meeting trip out and remembered her lunch as well. On his way home, he pulled up his car onto the roadside curb. He saw Lindsey shivering as she began walking back to...whatever she might use as a shelter from the cold. Dan almost looked angry at seeing this. She did not deserve to spend the Christmas Season freezing on the streets.
Dan pulled his car up beside the curb, and she turned to face it. She then saw the window roll down to reveal Dan smiling at her.
“Back Seat door is open,” He told her.
“Thank you.” She spoke. She opened the door and climbed into the car. She was glad to finally be somewhere warm, as the car drove down the road.
“You're welcome,” Dan said back.
“My name is Lindsey, by the way,” She then stated. Dan smiled.
“I'm Danial, but you can call me Dan,” He greeted back. “Nice to meet you, Lindsey.”
* * * *
Dan punched in the code to open the gate, and Lindsey got a great view of the mansion as the car drove up the driveway, and into the parking garage. Being the perfect gentleman, Dan allowed her to enter first.
Lindsey was awestruck by the size of such a house. The living room alone could have fit the orphanage she used to live in.
“This place is so huge. Do you live alone?” She asked.
“Yeah, more or less. I've always been used to doing things myself,” Dan answered. Lindsey was getting a very humble vibe from him. He was clearly rich, and could easily afford to hire help, but instead, he chose to do the work himself. Dan allowed her a few minutes to take everything in. she paced slowly and admired the decor.
“It's wonderful,” She told him.
“Would you like to see your room?” He then asked her.
“Yeah, sure,” She answered. Dan directed her up the flight of stairs, and down a hallway. He then stopped at the end of it where a door was present on the right.
“This room is yours now. It has a full bathroom to the left as well,” Dan explained. “Why don't you have a nice long shower and put on the bathrobe that's hanging on the door. I'll fix us some dinner,” He then stated, as he opened the door to the room. Lindsey saw that the bedroom had everything it could need and was about the size of most Suite rooms in a grand hotel.
“Okay, thank you,” Lindsey said, and with that, Dan left her in privacy.
Lindsey did as Dan had suggested. She shed her grubby outfit and stepped into a nice warm shower. She had never felt anything so wonderful in her life. She could feel all the dirt and grime fading away to reveal that she was indeed a very fetching young lass with beautiful green eyes, and light brunette hair that reached just passed her shoulder blades.
When she was done, she donned a pink bathrobe that was hanging from a hook on the bathroom door. She tied the belt around her waist, and then went to work on combing her hair. With all the dirt and grime gone, She was almost unsure if she was really seeing herself in the mirror. It seemed as if the nightmare was finally over.
Dan knocked on the door to her room, and she walked over to answer it.
“You look so much better already,” Dan complimented. Lindsey smiled.
“Thanks,” She said back.
“Anyways, Dinner's ready,” Dan then told her.
Dan guided her back downstairs and into the dining room where two plates of steak were set at the table. There was also a pair of large serving bowls that held mashed potatoes and green beans. Lindsey didn't know much about table etiquette, so she just watched Dan and followed his lead. Something he had picked up on.
“You learn quickly,” He stated, noticing she was copying his lead. She smiled at him.
“I've always been a quick learner. I just haven't been able to learn much,” She told him.
“Why don't you tell me your story,” Dan then suggested. Lindsey sighed a bit, but then told him what happened to her. About how her mother died in a car accident, and how her father took up drinking out of grief, and eventually died from that. She told him about her time in the orphanage where she was at least able to learn how to read, write, and do some basic math. Finally, she told him about the riot that burned the place down, and how she fled the city.
“I lost my Birth Certificate in the fire, and without that, I couldn't get a job. So, for the last five years, I've been sitting on that bench trying to-” She trailed off, as she knew that Dan knew the rest.
“I'm so sorry,” Dan said, in a mournful tone. Lindsey nodded in response. “That will change tomorrow,” Dan responded. “Tomorrow, I will take you through the first steps on what I look for in a lady,” He then stated. Lindsey smiled again.
“I'd like that,” She said.
“Furthermore, I know a few people that can help you with your identity problem,” Dan then mentioned. Lindsey blinked at him. “Like Birth Certificate, and Social Security, and such,” He then explained.
“Thank you,” Lindsey said, as she smiled, and finished her dinner.
With the evening coming to a close, Dan was ready to watch some television, but Lindsey preferred a different form of entertainment. She preferred to do something rather than watch a screen, and if there was nothing to do...
“Do you have any books I could read?” She then asked.
Dan nodded and led her into a Study that had fully stocked library filled with all manner of books that she could entertain herself with. For three hours she was reading until she was finally tired enough to go to bed. Dan led her back to her room and got out a nightgown from the dresser for her to wear to bed. Lindsey thanked him, and finally nestled into bed. The bed felt like a soft fluffy cloud, and she had no trouble falling asleep.
As for Dan, he was pleased to see that she looked truly happy for the first time since he met her. Everything was coming together, in every sense of the phrase. He had asked her to let him help her, and she had accepted. All that remained was how to introduce her to the art of bondage. He needed to do so in a way that she would embrace it rather than fear it.