## An Education - Frank's Freedom

Post by KP Presents » Wed Nov 25, 2015 2:44 am

Well, one thing about being back at school – you get the rest of the stories you missed, because of what you did over the long holiday.
In my case, that was getting used even more to my expanded family - it’s over six months now since Mum and Freddie joined me and Dad, and we’re becoming more and more a family with every day that passes.
So much so that, at the start of the holiday, Mum agreed to pass Freddie over to the Cottrell boys for the night so that I could have the girls over for a sleepover. The idea had been to watch scary movies, talk, stay up late, all the usual things.
In practice, I forgot the sneakiness factor is high in my brother, especially when he gets together with his friends, and double so when that group includes Charlie Williamson. So that, instead of all of us watching films, we ended up acting one out as we were captured and freed ourselves – until we all ended up fully bound and gagged in our sleeping bags.
At least Charlie and Eric sneaked back and untied us in the morning.
The other big event was the party at the Manor, where we all kidnapped by the boys, taken there and sleeping there for the night, and then spending the whole of the next day in Victorian costumes! It turned out the woman who did the costumes for The Awakening knew the Holderness family, so she arranged for us all to not only wear the costumes, but also keep them!
But that was it, and it was back to school and then this week Patty lets it be known that her friend Tommy Jacobs would be visiting, and he was spending the day with her on Saturday.
Don’t get me wrong – I know how she feels about the fact while the rest of us have our special friends within walking distance, hers is a couple of hundred miles away. It must be tough.
And I think I can understand that more than the others, given the fact... Look, can I be honest for a minute? I see the look in Patty’s eyes when the others get together, and then I think of me and Frank Cottrell. Frank...
I think Frank’s great, and I know he feels the same way about me, but it seems almost impossible for him to tell me how he feels, especially if there is anyone else around – and it’s beginning to drive me crazy we can’t be as happy and open as the others.
If only there was something...
“Louise? Are you dressed yet?”
“In a minute Dad,” I called back as I pulled my white socks up over my leggings, and then put on my trainers before standing up and pulling my jumper down. It was Saturday morning, and Dad was taking Freddie out for a while, leaving me at home to catch up on my homework. Fiona was going into London with her parents, and Patty was spending the day with Tommy, so it was just me and my books...
“Frank? Breakfast is on the table?”
“Coming Mum,” I called out from my room as I pulled the jumper down over my head. I was heading into town with Mum and Dad to pick up a few things, while Eric and Mark looked after the farm – which naturally meant I was down to collect the eggs and mug out the henhouse later, but that’s the way you roll when you live on a farm.
I walked down the stairs and sat down, putting some milk into a bowl of cereal as Mark and Eric looked at me. Mark was already wearing his overalls, while Eric was in a pair of old jeans and a long jumper.
“Now you boys have your list of chores for today?”
“Yes Dad,” Mark said as he winked at me. “And I’ll be in the house when the man comes to collect the eggs and milk.”
“So when are you going to be back,” Eric asked.
“We’ll have lunch out before we come home, so cook for yourselves,” Mum said, “there’s some fresh bacon in the fridge.”
“You’re the lucky one,” Eric whispered to me, “I think.”
“I don’t know – I’d rather be seeing Louise today...”
Eric looked at me before he said “you really do like her don’t you?”
I blushed and nodded before I took a drink of orange juice.
“Let me guess – you just can’t get the words out?”
“How... How do you manage it with Lisa?”
“We talk...”
“I mean when the others are around?”
Eric looked at me again, before he said “This shyness really is a problem with you, isn’t it?”
I nodded again as he shook his head. “Seriously, I’m beginning to wonder if tying you two up in the same room and not letting you out until you sort this out isn’t a viable option.”
“Finish off Eric – we need to get going,” Dad said as he put his jacket on, so I drained my glass and headed out with Mum and Dad, leaving my brothers to get on with the chores.
“Thanks Mum,” I said as I gave her the plate my lunch had been on, “is there anything else you need me to do?”
“All your assignments are finished?”
“Yes Mum,” I said with a sigh.
“All right then – I need to do some work in here.”
I took that as a cue to go to the front room, and picked up a book to read through, but it wasn’t long before I heard a knock on the front door.
“Can you get that please,” Mum called out from the kitchen, so I went to the front door, opened it – and there, standing in front of me, were Tommy Jacobs and Patty Pickering. Tommy was grinning, while Patty had a long scarf wrapped round the lower part of her head, and the sleeves of her coat hanging down her side. Her eyes were smiling though – so whatever was going on, she was enjoying it.
“Well,” I finally said, “I thought you two were going to be doing something all day. What brings you to my place?”
Tommy smiled before he said “can we come in? I’ve got something we both want to show you.”
Looking again at Patty, I began to wonder what was really going on, before I said “sure, come away in.” Stepping to one side, I waited until they had both come in before I closed the door to.
“Need a hand taking that off Patty?”
My friend nodded and stood still as I un buttoned her coat and took it off, hanging it on the coat rack and then looking again at her arms, the plastic tie holding her wrists together behind her back.
“Okay,” I said quietly, “I take it back, you are doing something all day, right?”
“Rhthtt.”
“Oh no, you’re kidding me,” I said with a laugh as I took her brown scarf off, and then looked at her, with the grey and white bands of tape around her head.
“Oh she’s not kidding,” Tommy said as he walked behind me, and I felt something pressing against my back. “And neither am I. Hands up, please.”
“Oh great,” I said as I slowly raised my hands, “I should be glad Freddie isn’t here. So what is this – a kidnap game?”
“Kndeee,” Patty said as she tried to talk, before Tommy said “your room – now.”
“This way,” I said as we walked into the front room, and I looked at the two of them.
“Cut her wrists free,” Tommy said as he closed the door, so I looked for a pair of scissors, finding one in Mum’s sewing box, and cut the plastic strip away from Patty’s wrists. I watched as he looked at his girlfriend, and then said “tie her up, the same way you did the others.”
“Others? What others?”
Tommy just smiled as Patty went out for a moment, and then came back with my box of supplies. I watched as she opened it, took out two sponges and handed them to me, and then began the process of covering my hands over.
“What are you planning to do, you fiend,” I said in a sing song voice as Patty taped over my fists, and then pulled a pair of socks up over them before taping the tops to the sleeves of my jumper. Tommy just smiled as Patty walked behind me and started to bind my wrists together with some rope.
“You are definitely getting better at this,” I said as Patty cinched the binding by taking the rope between my arms, but as she tied it off we all heard a car pass. I looked out of the window, and said “that must be Fiona – they must have come back early.”
We all walked over, looking out as a car pulled up outside Fiona’s house, and her family got out. Fiona was wearing a blue jumper and skirt, with black leather boots, as they all went in – and we heard my mobile phone ring.
“It’s Fiona’s number,” Tommy said as he picked it up, and put it to my head, “invite her over.”
I nodded as he pressed the button to answer the call, and I said “Hey Fiona, I was just about to call you.”
“That’s great,” Fiona said, “we had a strike out in town, so we came back.”
“Oh yeah? Well, I am at home right now.”
“Great – want some company?”
“Of course you can come over – I’ll come and open the door for you right now.”
As Tommy took the phone away, I smiled and said “Fiona wanted to come over anyway. So what are you going to do now, Mister Kidnapper?”
“Greet your new guest,” Tommy said as I saw Fiona come out of her front door, and walk quickly over, before we heard the knocking.
“Wait there,” Tommy said as he took me into the hallway, and opened the front door.
“Hey Louise,” Fiona said as she came in, “what’s happen...”
She saw the way my arms were, and then smiled as Tommy stood behind her.
“Oh, now I get it,” she said as she raised her hands, and walked back into the front room with both of us. She merely raised an eyebrow as she looked at Patty, before Tommy closed the door and said “I’ll take care of her, you finish tying her up.”
Last edited by KP Presents on Wed Nov 25, 2015 6:29 am, edited 1 time in total.
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### Re: An Education - Frank's Freedom

Post by John Kennon Smith » Wed Nov 25, 2015 5:49 am

What fun!!!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Wed Nov 25, 2015 6:07 am

Great start!!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Wed Nov 25, 2015 6:11 am

Nice to see Louise again!!

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Post by Tom Ford » Wed Nov 25, 2015 6:25 am

Here are some minor quibbles.

> KP Presents wrote:“Kndeee,” Louise said as she tried to talk, before Tommy said “your room – now.”

Louise was the narrator. That should be Patty, as she was already gagged.

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Post by Tom Ford » Wed Nov 25, 2015 6:48 am

And now we start the next tale, which is told by Louise. And judging by what’s happening, it starts right in the middle of the last tale. So the last tale sets up the plot for this tale! So we can have an idea what set the events of this story in motion.
This is a tale of Louise and Frank. Tommy and Patty is going to tie up Louise later on in Frank’s room, and Frank is suddenly going to discover a bound and girl in his room. I can’t wait to see how he reacts, and how Louise reacts too, since she’s going to think that she’s been taken to her room.
Let’s see how much Frank can open up given that situation, and how Frank can obtain something that would make him thankful to Tommy as Patty said in the last story.
Louise must be wondering why Patty and Tommy are there kidnapping them when they are supposed to be on a date.

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Wed Nov 25, 2015 8:33 am

Great chapter!!

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Post by Imp Caesar Augustus » Wed Nov 25, 2015 9:42 am

Another new tale begins! And it's Louise again! And they are in the middle of Patty's date!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Thu Nov 26, 2015 5:51 am

Great update!!!

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Post by William F Somebody » Thu Nov 26, 2015 10:49 am

So this new tale starts in the middle of Patty's date? Now that is nice. We will see what happens when the boys discover the work of Tommy, and how will they react.
Nice nice start, seeing that Louise had boy problems like Patty, though the nature of her problem is different from that of Patty.
The next part I think is Tommy escorting Louise to Frank's room and tying her there. I can't want to see what happens when Frank arrives.

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Thu Nov 26, 2015 10:49 am

Please please update really really soon!!!!!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Thu Nov 26, 2015 10:50 am

Hope you update soon!

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Post by KP Presents » Fri Nov 27, 2015 3:58 am

“I was under the distinct impression these two were going to be lovey dovey all day,” Fiona said to me as Tommy taped her hands up, and then started to tie her wrists behind her back.
“Seems this is their idea of how to spend the day,” I said as Patty was tying the rope around my stomach. “You should know by now Fi – this is a date for most of our friends.”
“Oh yeah – forgot for a moment.”
“So how come you’re back early?”
“Oh – they cancelled the show we were going to see, so we just drove back. So, to coin a cliché, what are you going to do to us, you fiend!”
“Oh you’ll see,” Tommy said as he tied her arms to her sides round her stomach, “now, I need you to do me a favour, Louise Hobson.”
“And that is,” I said as Patty finished tying the rope over my upper arms and shoulders.
“Talk to your mother, ask her permission to go down to the farm with us.”
Nodding, I walked over to the door as Tommy opened it.
“Mum – Fiona and I are going to go up to the farm with Tommy and Patty.”
“All right – but don’t be too late back.”
“We won’t,” I said as Tommy closed the door, and then held a folded cloth in front of my mouth.
So ten minutes later, there we both were, upper bodies tied snugly with little lengths of rope between our arms and bodies, and very, very gagged.
“We’re going to need to borrow a couple of your coats,” Tommy said, “and a couple of scarves. Are they in the downstairs cupboard?”
I nodded, and soon both Fiona and I had a coat on, and a woollen scarf wrapped round our heads, as Tommy used a second zip tie on Patty’s wrists. Once she had her coat and hat back on, we all walked from my house to the Cottrell farm, the three of us looking at each other as Eric Cottrell opened the door.
“Mark asked me to hang around until you got back.” He had a big smile on his face before he said “He didn’t say why though.”
“Is she still here?”
“Oh – she’s still here,” Eric said as he let us walk into the front room, Rachel looking at all three of us as she mumbled “Hggrrttlltgfrrgn.”
“Nsstssutooorashl,” I mumbled as Tommy and Eric removed our coats and scarves, before both we both sat down next to our friend. “Any chance I can borrow some of your stash,” Tommy said as he looked at Eric.
“Sure – any plans to get a certain Lisa?”
“Not today,” Tommy said with a smile.
“Fair enough – wait here,” Eric said as he went out, returning with a Perspex box. Opening it, he watched as Tommy cut my wrists free, and then handed Patty two sponge balls. It wasn’t long before she was a securely bound as us – save for the ropes between her arms and body.
That was when he used our scarves as blindfolds, and I could hear Patty mumbling more and more, before I felt her sit next to me, and then ropes around my ankles, followed by the ropes around my legs below my knees.
When the blindfolds came off, I saw all four of us were now fully secured – but there was something different about the ropes around Patty and Rachel. I couldn’t put my finger on what it was though...
“Keeee- whtsgnnn,” Fiona said as she looked at Rachel and Patty, and then at herself and me, “ndwwhurrppssdfrnt?”
“Ah, now that,” Tommy said as he looked at all four of us, “is a very good question...”
He sat down and looked at all of us, as he said “I told Patty earlier I could capture all four of you on my own – and here we all are. You have to admit now, I’m the best of all the boys?”
Patty nodded at that, but the rest of us all shook our heads.
“Oh – well, I think you’ll agree soon enough,” Tommy said as he stood up and used three black scarves from Eric’s box to blindfold Rachel, me and Fiona. As the others tried to complain, I felt him untying my legs, and then he helped me to stand up, before he took me for a walk.
I know we left the house, because I heard the door open and close, and the wind blew on my face as we walked along, before we went into what I presumed was my house. We walked up the stairs, and then he took my coat off and sat me down on a chair, before using some rope to tie me to it.
I wasn’t surprised at the fact he then tied me ankles and legs again, but when he said “Have fun,” and walked out, I wondered what was going to happen next.
And wondered some more, as I swung my legs to and fro and tried to get comfortable. Well, as comfortable as you can get when you have your arms tied so tightly the ropes rub on you, making you feel all giggly and annoyed in equal measure.
As I sat there, I wondered what else Patty and Tommy had got up to – apart from kidnapping all three of us. I still couldn’t get my mind round the fact that Tommy had chosen today to do that – and Patty had gone along with it!
Which made me think of Rachel and Fiona – what was going to happen to them? Would they be walked home as well like this?
It was a different date, one I wished I could go on. Actually, as I swung my legs to and fro in boredom, I began to wonder what sort of date Frank would take me on.
Take that back – I wished Frank would ask me out on a date. If only he could get past that...
That’s when I heard the door open, and I wondered who it was...
“Hey? Get everything done you need to do?”
“We did,” Mum said to Eric as we came in, “did I just see Tommy Jacobs walking to the field?”
“Yeah – he popped over to say hello.”
“Okay then,” she said as I went up to my room, carrying the bags that my new clothes were in. I thought it would be better if I put the things away straight away, before I got ready to do my share of the chores – so when I opened my door, I just stood still in shock.
There was a girl sitting in my chair, with ropes holding her to the chair. She was wearing a grey jumper and joggers, white socks and trainers, but she was held to the chair with ropes, and from the bands around her waist, stomach and chest, she was as well tied as any of the other girls.
She also had her ankles tied, and her legs below her knees, as she swung her legs to and fro, and two scarves tied round her head, a brown one round the lower part and a black one over her eyes, so all I could see was her nose and her hair.
Putting the bags down outside my room, I walked very quietly in, and realised it was...
Louise? How did she get here? What was she doing here? Who did this to her? I mean, I was glad to see her...
No, it was more than that – I really do like her, but I’ve never had the courage to tell her that. There are times when I wish I wasn’t this shy – but as I looked at her, as she struggled and then stopped, I realised she couldn’t see me.
SO I stood and watched her, as she wriggled, and then walked behind her to see her sock covered wrists, tied tightly between her body and the chair back. It was something wonderful to see, and I could guess that under those socks her hands were taped over as well.
So it had to be someone I knew who had done this – but Mark and Eric would have been busy all day. So who did it? She seemed to be enjoying it despite the occasional grunts – and I really was enjoying watching her.
But I knew I had to find out what was going on, so I ignored the fact my stomach was tying itself in knots, and walked slowly behind her, leaning over and whispering into her ear “Are you all right Louise?”
“Wtthhhhlhl? Frnk?”
I almost had a heart attack when I heard the quiet whisper, and if I hadn’t been tied to the chair I think I would have tried to get away. It took me a few minutes to realise just who it was who had talked to me.
Frank? Had Frank come to my room to rescue me? And he had seen me like this? I shifted nervously, the ropes rubbing on me even more as I heard him say in his quiet voice “Would you like me to remove the gag?”
I nodded, wondering what he was going to do.
I gulped and untied the brown scarf, taking it off and staring for a moment at the white and silver band around Louise’s head. I then put the scarf on a coat that was lying on the bed, and then slowly peeled away the silver tape, putting it in the bin. I then peeled the white tape away, making sure I didn’t tug on her hair, and put that in the bin.
I then eased the knotted towelling strip from her mouth, and gently pulled out the soaking wet cloth, putting it on my bed next to the coat and scarf.
“There – is that better?”
“Yeah – thanks Frank,” she said, making me smile as she turned her head to me. “Is there any chance I can get a drink of water?”
I nodded and ran downstairs, grabbing a glass and putting some water in it as Mum watched, before I walked back up stairs and put the glass to her lips.
As she took a drink, I held the glass carefully, not wanting to spill any on her, until she nodded and I put it on my table.
“Thanks,” she said, “and thanks for coming to my rescue. Who told you I was in my room, tied up and gagged?”
“Your room? Louise, you’re not in your room – you’re in my room.”
I turned my head in the direction of his voice, before I said “What do you mean I’m in your room Frank?”
“I’m not kidding Louise – I got back a few minutes ago with Mum and Dad, and came up to my room to find you here.”
“You... Oh I am going to kill them when I next see them?”
“Who?”
“Tommy and Patty, that’s who.”
“Okay – start at the beginning,” I heard Frank say, so I told him about how Tommy and Patty had come to my house, captured me and Fiona, and brought us here to join Rachel. Tommy had then said he was the best, we had disagreed, he had blindfolded me, took me for a walk, and then...”
“He must have gone in a circle and brought me back here,” I finally said. “Are Rachel and Fiona still in the room downstairs?”
“No – nobody was,” Frank said quietly.
“Okay – so can you untie mmmfrnkwhtrudng?”
“I think I need to put the gag back in,” I heard him say as the wet cloth was pushed back into my mouth, and then knotted cleave gag put back and tightened.
“Frnnkdntdthsss!”
Well, what the heck – I pretended to struggle as he got some tape from somewhere, and I heard it come away from the roll as he wound it tightly round my head to keep me even more quiet. I knew he used two types – there was the soft squelchy sound, and then the ripping sound of duct tape.
I then felt the scarf as it was tied back over my mouth – and then, finally, the scarf came off my eyes, and I could see I was indeed in Frank’s room.
I looked round with my eyes wide open, and then I looked at Frank as he stood in front of me, looking at me with his head to the side in that cute way he has.
He stood there for a few minutes, before he said quietly “would you... Would you be willing to be my captive for a little while longer?”
I thought for, oh – five seconds, and then nodded, grinning under the gags layers as he said “thank you,” and then untied the ropes holding me to the chair. He then untied my legs, and helped me to stand up, before he put my coat back on me.
“Come on,” he said with a smile as he took my hand, and then walked me down the stairs. We looked in the kitchen, where his mum and dad looked at him and said “Oh – hey Louise, we didn’t know you were here.”
“Mum, Dad, is it all right if I go to Louise’s house for a little while?”
His dad looked at him, and said “Sure – but you still need to do your chores when you get back.”
“Thanks dad,” Frank said as he turned me round, and we walked out of the front door.
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### Re: An Education - Frank's Freedom

Post by John Kennon Smith » Fri Nov 27, 2015 6:01 am

What fun!!!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Fri Nov 27, 2015 6:28 am

Love their reaction to seeing each other!!

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Post by Imp Caesar Augustus » Fri Nov 27, 2015 7:13 am

Now we're moving on to new territory. Frank's reaction to seeing a bound and gagged girl in his room is priceless!!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Fri Nov 27, 2015 9:09 am

Great chapter!!

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Post by Tom Ford » Fri Nov 27, 2015 9:09 am

What a very entertaining chapter, KP! It was a treat to see shy Frank get suddenly confronted with the situation. He sure too his time, and left her in the dark a little longer, made possible by the blindfold, but in the end, revealed himself to her, as he had to, but all in all, not doing a thing to untie her at all. Guess he really liked to see her bound and gagged.
And now they are going out. Where? Probably at home, since they saw Freddie and Fiona meet in pretty much the same circumstances that they met. Let’s see how a person who is not shy at all deal with the same situation.

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Sat Nov 28, 2015 7:00 am

Great update!!!

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Post by William F Somebody » Sun Nov 29, 2015 6:54 pm

What a nice, nice chapter! It was so nice seeing Frank all sweet and shy, and Louise being surprised at seeing Frank in “her” room, but later finding out she was in Frank’s room. And Frank likes looking at Louise while she was tied up, not surprising at all.
And where would they go? Louise’s house of course, and they’ll see what happens to Fiona and Freddie, as they would tell Patty the next day.
A very interesting tale, KP!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Sun Nov 29, 2015 10:03 pm

Please please update really really soon!!

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Post by John Kennon Smith » Sun Nov 29, 2015 10:34 pm

Hope you update soon!!!

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Post by KP Presents » Mon Nov 30, 2015 3:37 am

It had stayed dry, but had got a little colder, as Frank and I walked down the road from the farmhouse to the street. It felt just as strange as it had when I walked the other way, but Frank seemed incredibly nervous as we walked down.
It’s not like it’s the first time I’ve done this, but still, it was nice just to be walking with him. I smiled at him, glad my face wasn’t covered by a veil this time, and wondering what he was thinking.
I just could not believe I was doing this. It’s almost the bravest thing I’ve ever done – almost. I mean, just talking to someone gives me the heebie jeebies at times, but to be walking to Louise’s house, with Louise, was an incredible feeling.
I looked at her and smiled, and I hoped she was smiling under all those layers. I was also sweating, afraid someone would see us and realise what was going on. I wouldn’t mind if it was someone we knew, but still...
As we walked up to her front door, I opened it quietly and looked to see if her mum or dad were around, but there was no sign of them. “Come on,” I whispered as Louise walked in, and I closed the door as quietly as possible behind us. We then walked up the stairs, Louise first followed by me, so that we could go to her room.
Or at least, that was my plan...
As we walked along the corridor, I passed Freddie’s door, and a thought suddenly crossed my mind. If Tommy had left me in Frank’s room, could he have...?
Frank stopped and looked at me, and then at the door, before he put his hand on the door handle and slowly opened it. Sure enough, there was Fiona, still wearing her black boots and her blue jumper and skirt, tied securely to the chair, the scarf still covering her eyes and the one over her gag securely in place.
We looked at each other, Frank trying hard not to laugh, and then watched her for a few minutes before he closed the door to, and we walked to my room. Once we were in, I started laughing as Frank slowly removed my coat and the wool scarf over my gagged mouth.
He then looked at me, and said something I never in a million years thought he would say.
“You want to hide in Freddie’s room, see what happens?”
“Hwww?”
“I saw his closet door was open. Do you think we could hide in there?”
Now, Freddie has a very very bad habit of leaving doors open – that was part of the reason that I realised something was up, when his bedroom door was closed. His closet was also a big walk in one, like mine, so I thought it would be possible.
As I nodded, Frank grinned and said “come on.” We walked back down the corridor, and as quietly as possible into Freddie’s room. Frank left the door closed to, enough to hide Fiona from view if someone passed, and we walked across the floor. We had both kicked off out shoes in the room, so Fiona didn’t notice us at all as we walked into the closet, and Frank closed the door so we could see her, but she couldn’t see us even if she wasn’t blindfolded.
I was standing in front, and Frank behind. He’s a little taller than me, but not much, so after a few minutes he found a small stool and stood on it, both of us watching as Fiona would move from time to time and grunt. I knew how she felt – those ropes were rubbing on me as well, but I had to stay still and quiet.
We spent about a quarter of an hour like this, Frank putting his hands on my shoulders as we watched, before we heard footsteps coming up the stairs and towards the door. Turning slightly, we could see Freddie running in, and then suddenly stopping as he stared at Fiona in the chair.
He must have stood there for a couple of minutes, before he slowly walked in and around Fiona, looking at the ropes on her and holding her to the chair as well as the two scarves over her mouth and eyes. I could see, and so could Frank, how surprised he was, as he went out and then came back in again, holding a glass of water.
Putting it on the table, he went behind Fiona, and then leaned over and said “boo” into her ear.
I couldn’t believe the reaction that one word got from Fiona, as she suddenly turned her head and said “Frddeee?”
“Well, this is interesting,” Freddie said with his American accent as he looked at Fiona, “and different. Hey Fiona – what are you doing here?”
“Whtdummnnwhtmenghrr – whtrUUdnnhr?”
“Sorry, couldn’t quite make that out – you must have something in your mouth.”
I really wish I was as free and comfortable in talking to Louise as Freddie was with Fiona – all I could do was give her shoulders a little squeeze as Fiona wriggled round, and then said “Gtthhssggfmm?”
“Well, I guess that might make things easier,” Freddie said as he untied the gag in the same way I had, putting the layers next to the coat on his bed. As he eased the cloth out of her mouth, Fiona took a deep breath and said “Freddie, what are you...”
“Hey – have a drink first,” he said as he put the straw in the glass of water to her lips, and we watched her drink.
I felt as if I could take a drink of water myself at this point, as we both watched Fiona finish her drink, and then say as Freddie put the glass back on the table “seriously Freddie, what are you hnnnndnttkkllmmm!”
As we watched, Freddie put his hand over Fiona’s mouth and then started to tickle Fiona with his free hand, laughing as she wriggled round and tried to get away. But I knew from how Tommy left me, no way was she moving – in fact, I could guess exactly how she felt.
“So come on,” Freddie eventually said, “how did you end up like this?”
“Tkkurhndweendltllu?”
“Sorry, what was that?”
As he removed his hand, Fiona gasped, and then said “now that you’ve taken your hand away, tell me how you’re innmmmmntggnnnn.”
“On the other hand,” Freddie said as he pushed the cloth back into her mouth, and then eased the knotted cleave gag back in, “perhaps I’ll figure it out for myself instead.”
We both watched as Fiona tried to talk, but Freddie just found his tape and covered her mouth again, before he tied the folded headscarf back over her mouth. I could feel Frank shifting behind me, wondering what he was going to do as Freddie looked at Fiona, and then said “Perhaps you should see your current...”
“AAACHOOOO!!”
Freddie and Fiona both stopped and looked to the cupboard door as soon as I sneezed, Louise looking at me as Freddie walked to the door and opened it.
“Hstthrrr,” Fiona said as Freddie looked at both of us, Louise shrugging as I just waved.
“Did you do this,” Freddie whispered as he looked back at Fiona.
I shook my head, unable to say anything as Louise giggled a little. Freddie looked at both of us, and then he looked at the bed and pointed to Louise.
I nodded as we walked out and over to the bed, Louise lying down as Freddie handed me two lengths of rope.
“Frrddeewhtsgnnn,” Fiona said as she wriggled round, while I tied Louise’s ankles together, and then her legs below her knees, before she rolled onto her stomach. I then pulled her legs back and hogtied her as Freddie said “sorry about that Fiona – I’m going to see who sneezed. Back in a few minutes.”
Louise nodded as she tried to get comfortable, and Freddie motioned for me to follow him out. We walked down to Louise’s room, and went in, Freddie closing the door before he turned and looked at me.
“Okay – either you got far more courage than I have ever seen you show, Frank Cottrell, or something else is going on here. Which is it?”
“I wish it was the first thing,” I said as I sat down, “but I genuinely did not do that to Fiona. In fact, when I got home and went up to my room, I found Louise there tied the same way as you found Fiona.”
“You did?” Freddie looked at me, before he said “and who did that to Louise?”
“Well, according to Louise – it was Patty and Tommy. They surprised her and Fiona earlier, took them to the farm where Rachel was, and then Tommy blindfolded Louise and took her for a walk. She thought they had taken her home and tied her to a chair in her room, but instead...”
“They left her in your room for you to find,” Freddie said as he laughed. “Tommy must have done the same thing to Fiona – she must think she’s in her room at her house.” Sitting down, he said “did Tommy call you this morning, find out if you were around?”
“I think he talked to Mum – did he call you?”
“Yeah – as far as I know he was going to be with Patty all day. Oh, I am going to get him for this...”
“You may have to get in line behind the girls,” I said with a smile.
“Well – the question is, what do we do now?”
“I came back with Louise so we could play,” I said quietly, “but honestly, if we could keep her tied and gagged as long as possible, I’d love that.”
“Yeah – I was thinking the same thing about Fiona,” Freddie said as he looked at me. “So let’s see if we can get Fiona to stay for a sleepover tonight, and take it from there.”
“I can’t stay too late,” I said quietly, “I still have my chores to do.”
“I guessed as much – but you can stay a little while longer, eh?”
I nodded as he said “come on then – let’s surprise them.”
As I wriggled round on the bed, I looked at Fiona, who was still obviously trying to figure out what the heck was going on here. I then turned my head and smiled as Frank and Freddie came back in, Frank walking behind Fiona in the chair as Freddie stood in front of her.
“Sorry about that Fiona,” he said quietly, “I know who sneezed now. So where do you think you are?”
“Nmmrrmmwh?”
“Oh, I think you’ll see,” Freddie said with a smile as he untied and removed the scarf from Fiona’s eyes. I looked over as she blinked for a few minutes, and then looked to the window, the closet, and directly at Freddie as he smiled at her.
“Wthtthhh.... thssntmrrmtsurs.”
“Yeah – it’s my room,” Freddie said with a smile, “Surprise.”
“Btwhhtmddnnhrrr – hmgdddlsss!”
She had finally turned her head and looked at me as I wriggled on the bed, and said “Heeefnn.”
“Hello Fiona,” Frank whispered behind her, and I could almost see her groan as she tried to look at him.
“I think it’s going to easier if I take this out,” Freddie said as she removed her gag once again, but we could both now see the white and grey tape rolls on his desk. Once he had taken all the layers away, he let Fiona take a drink as Frank joined him.
“Okay,” Fiona finally said, “let’s walk through this. I came home, called Louise, came over and next thing I know, Tommy and Patty have bound and gagged both of us, before he walked us to the Cottrell place. Rachel was already there...”
“Rachel was there,” Freddie said as he looked at Frank.
“That’s what Louise said as well,” he said as I nodded.
“So there we were,” Fiona continued, “then he blindfolded all three of us. I know he took one of us out of the house, and then came back in. A few minutes later, I felt him help me to stand, and then he took me outside for a walk. I figured he was taking me back to my house, but...”
“He brought you here,” Freddie said to finish her sentence. “Frank said he found Louise in his room – which raises a question.”
Frank nodded as he took his mobile phone from his pocket, and dialled a number.
“Charlie? It’s Frank Cottrell. Are you home yet?”
“You just got in? Have you looked in your bedroom yet?”
We all looked at him for a minute before Frank grinned and said “yeah – me and Freddie too. We’ll talk later.”
“Well, I guess I know what happened to Rachel now,” Fiona said as she looked at me. “So what now?”
“Well,” Freddie said as he looked at her, “want to stay for a sleepover?”
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### Re: An Education - Frank's Freedom

Post by John Kennon Smith » Mon Nov 30, 2015 3:59 am

NIce!!!

### Re: An Education - Frank's Freedom

Post by John Kennon Smith » Mon Nov 30, 2015 4:04 am

That was a fun surprise!!

### Re: An Education - Frank's Freedom

Post by John Kennon Smith » Mon Nov 30, 2015 9:15 am

Great chapter!

### Re: An Education - Frank's Freedom

Post by Tom Ford » Mon Nov 30, 2015 9:16 am

Before anything else, a tiny quibble.

> KP Presents wrote:I really wish I was as free and comfortable in talking to Louise as Freddie was with Fiona – all I could do was give her shoulders a little squeeze as Fiona wriggled round, and then said “Gtthhssggfmm?”

That was not in italics, meaning Louise was narrator. But it's obvious that Frank spoke those words, since the narrator referred to "Louise". So that should be in italics.

### Re: An Education - Frank's Freedom

Post by Tom Ford » Mon Nov 30, 2015 10:03 am

And now we see the reaction of Freddie and Fiona to the situation that confronted them. And unlike Frank, there was none of the awkwardness that typically happens.
It was so adorable seeing their reactions, and Freddie's mastery of events. Now it looks like that the girls will have a impromptu sleepover, no doubt spending the time bound and gagged in the cruel mercies of Freddie, and Frank if Frank didn't have chores, which has.
Looking forward to the next update, KP!

### Re: An Education - Frank's Freedom

Post by John Kennon Smith » Mon Nov 30, 2015 10:04 am

Great update!!

### Re: An Education - Frank's Freedom

Post by Imp Caesar Augustus » Tue Dec 01, 2015 8:06 am

Frank and Louise seeing what happened when Freddie arrived is priceless!!