I was in the express, 1 - 9 items, checkout at the supermarket. As I was about to place my groceries onto the little belt, a voice behind me growled.

"How many items you got there asshole".

I stopped, with a jerk and looked back at a big bear of a man standing right behind me. His steel black eye's bore right into me. I could feel my face begin to colour as I tried to stammer a reply.

"Uh.I.ah.have.ah. 10", I finally managed.

"What the hell's the matter with you", he snarled, "are you one of those damned illiterate types that run around expecting everyone else to help because your too stupid to learn to read."

By this time the cashier, the lady in front of me and some people waiting at the next checkout were all looking at me. I was totally deflated. A very nervous and submissive type to begin with, this attack really did me in. I was so humiliated and embarrassed I couldn't think straight. My whole body was shaking.

Then he started in again.

"You got too many items, now you just put them all back in that basket". he ordered, "Now you see that checkout with the big long line".

"Yes sir", I quivered as I started placing the items back in my basket.

"Well you just march your sorry little ass down there and stand at the end of that line. And you just wait your turn. I am going to be sitting right outside watching and if you try going to any of the other checkouts I am going to beat the shit out of you when you come out". he sneered, "understand".

Still shaking, my face red and I wanted to die but answered, "yes sir", then hurried along on trembling knees down to the end of that long line. There were three women ahead all with full carts, one women had two carts. I could hear a lot of snickering behind me.

One of them spoke out loud enough for everyone to hear.

"It's about time someone put jerks like that in their place".

All of this shame for one measly item. Tears were forming in my eye's. Great that's all I need tears rolling down my dumb face. But then I became aware of something else as well. My dick had started to rise and was now pressing arrogantly against my trousers. Oh shit I thought as I pressed up closer to the shopping basket trying desperately to hide this latest assault on my equilibrium.

Thirty minutes later I finally made it through the checkout. Thankfully the tears had not lasted very long and the boner had gone down. After paying I grabbed my bags and with head down, headed out towards my car and the drive back to my lonely apartment.

I was about to insert the key into the door to unlock the car when I felt a big hand land on my shoulder.

"Well if it ain't the little line jumping asshole", growled that same voice from the store. "Now ain't it amazin' how you follow orders so well. Why I'll bet your one a those wimps that pisses himself when the boss gives an order. Right".

I didn't know what to say. I was scared shitless, so I just stood there shaking in my boots.

"Ah you poor little wimp the big bad bear has gone and scared ya, huh. Well little wimp, not to worry I am really very cuddly." he said gently with a touch of a smile on his face. His eyes were sparkling now with a hint of mischief

That look made me feel much more at ease and I finally found my voice.

"I'm sorry", I whined, "I don't normally cheat on the lines and I promise not to do it again". I was almost crying again.

"Are you married wimp"? he asked.

"No sir".

"Have a girlfriend?"

"No sir".

"What about a boyfriend then?"

"No sir,. I'm.ah. not gay".

"Of course your not", he continued in that same soothing voice. "I'll bet you live alone and are lonely too, right?"

"Ah.well.yes.ah.I guess so". I stammered in reply.

"I knew it", he stated, "right, your coming home with me. I think you need some company to brighten up your life. Leave your car here we will go in mine". With that his big hand, still resting on my shoulder started me moving away from my car.

I attempted to protest, but he stopped that real quick by just squeezing the fingers on that big hand into my shoulder. The pain was intense and I obediently let him lead me, I knew not where.

His car or rather his van was parked only a couple of spaces away from mine. It was a new vehicle, with smoked glass windows all around. The occupants could see out but outsiders could not see in. He had the keys in his left hand and continued to hold me with his right, as he unlocked the doors. He then pulled open the side sliding door and forced me inside.

I was surprised, there was only one seat back there, all the others had been removed. The seat was on the opposite side and he ordered me to get over and into it. Like a little lamb to the slaughter I did what I was told and was soon seated in the seat.

He climbed in and slid the door closed behind him.

"You have a real serious problem young man", he began, "you really are incapable of living on your own, you know. You are just not equipped to be in charge of your own life".

My eye's teared up at this assault on my mental capacity and I began to protest, but as always he was ahead of me.

"Hush, hush", he soothed, and paused for a moment.

"Come on be perfectly honest with yourself. You are afraid of your own shadow. You need someone big and strong to look after you, to protect you, to make sure you get your share of this world. Now ain't that the truth".

Suddenly I was feeling much more comfortable with him. The things he was saying were true. Everyone walked all over me. I was always afraid of hurting someone's feelings so would do all kinds of chores and things that I really didn't want to do. It seemed that everyone was taking advantage of me. And here was this big bear of a man offering, at least I think he is offering, to help me and protect me.

I looked at him with tears in my eyes, "yes sir, I am not very strong when it comes to other people. They do take advantage".

"Well boy, I'll tell you what". he began, "I think you need someone like me to look after you. Now I am willing to take you on but you have to agree. If you don't want my help, my friendship then get up right now and leave. The choice is yours. But whatever your choice there will be no turning back. So what will it be, me or out there?"

He looked at me with those warm sparkling black eyes and my heart melted. He looked so friendly like a father waiting for his son to make a major decision. I didn't have to think long. My life up until now had been a lonely existence, yes that was the word, an existence. I wasn't living and hadn't really lived since I was a small child. He was offering me a chance to live again, I just had to take it.

"I think I would like to stay", I said just above a whisper.

"Are you absolutely sure", he cautioned.

An emphatic, "Yes", was my reply.

"I thought you would", he answered with a smile.

He then went around behind the chair and said, "bring your arms around behind the chair and clasp your hands".

A little confused by this request, but still trusting I did as he commanded.

He then grasped both wrists and before I knew what was happening my wrists were handcuffed together. A little bit of fear began to replace the confidence I had been feeling just a few seconds ago.