An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby KP Presents » Thu Dec 11, 2014 4:08 am

Friday, December 19th

The school bell ringing meant only one thing to me – HOLIDAYS!!!

“Have a wonderful Christmas,” Aunt Jo called out to us as we collected our coats and headed out of the classroom, chatting to each other about our plans.

“So young Cassandra,” Lisa said as we walked out into the cold air, “what are you doing for your birthday this year?”

“No idea – I honestly have no idea. I just have to wait and see, I imagine,” I said as we left the school gate. And that was the God’s Honest truth – Jenny, Mum and Dad, Granny, none of them had said anything. Very mysterious...

I could see Dad waiting in the car a little way down the pavement, so we all walked down towards it. Given Lisa and I live so close now, either my mum or dad or her dad tends to pick us up. Very occasionally, if she has finished on time, her mum will run us back, but that tends not to be the case.

“I’ll see you three at some point over the holidays,” I said as Lisa and I climbed into the back of the car, Dad waving at all three of them as he drove off.

“Ready for the holidays, Lisa,” he said as we headed to the main road.

“Oh yes,” Lisa said as we waited at the lights, but to my surprise Dad turned right instead of left.

“Where are we going Dad,” I asked as we headed for the motorway.

“Well,” Dad said quietly, “you mum and I need to go somewhere today, and we won’t be back until late. We can’t get a babysitter, so the twins are going to stay at Gran’s, and Jenny is going to Alicia’s for a shopping trip. As for you – can you guess where you’re going?”

I looked out of the window and said “Wissenden?”

“Got it in one,” Dad said as he looked in the rear view mirror. “I’ve got a bag in the back for you, and once I’ve dropped you off I’ll take Lisa home.”

“Great – I haven’t seen Suzie in nearly a month,” I said with a big smile on my face. “We can talk about the Christmas holidays and things.”

“Oh yes? And if a certain older brother of Suzie happens to be there as well, what will you do?”

“Bobby? Well, if he’s there, of course I’ll...” I realised I was glowing red at just the mention of his name, and also Lisa was laughing out loud, so I stopped digging that particular hole for myself.

But what was wrong with thinking about Bobby Holderness? Or dreaming about him some nights? Nothing I could think of anyway...

We soon pulled into the driveway for Wissenden Hall, and Dad drove up to the front doors. As he stopped the car and turned off the engine, I looked over to the front door as it opened, and Bobby came out with his mother. She had on a long brown coat, her bump showing even with it on, while Bobby had a jumper on over his school shirt.

“Hey Cassie,” Mrs Holderness said as I got out, “I’m glad you could come and stop over.”

“Thank you for inviting me,” I said as my eyes never stopped looking at Bobby. I barely noticed Mr Boyle come out, and take something from Dad as he opened the boot of the car, and then closed it again.

“Right – I need to get Lisa home,” Dad said as he came over. “I’ll see you when you get home Cassie.”

“thanks Dad,” I said as I hugged him, and he got back into the car, driving off as I went inside with Bobby and his mother.

Once the door was closed, Mrs Holderness went to the kitchen, a very nice smell coming from it.

“So what are we going to do first,” I said as I went to take my coat off, only for Bobby to put his hand firmly on my shoulder and say “Funny you should ask...” Don’t ask me why, but just that made me feel all tingly inside and a little faint – giddy, almost, to use a word Granny likes.

“Go to the bathroom, do what you need to do, no more, no less, and then join me in the front room.”

“All right,” I whispered as he took my coat from me, and I walked to the downstairs toilet, locking the door and looking at myself in the mirror, a big grin on my face. I had guessed what was going to happen, and I was looking forward to it so much.

When I came out, I went to the front room, where Bobby was waiting with a white box – one I knew the contents of very well. He took two sponges from the inside, handed them to me and said “Shall I?”

“Oh yes please,” I whispered as I held the sponges in my hands, and he wrapped silver tape round them to make two fists. What with school work and other things, I hadn’t really had a chance since the wedding to be properly, fully bound and gagged, and it looked like I was going to get the chance today.

So I watched as Bobby pulled a pair of long white socks up the sleeves of my jumper, and taped them into place, before he took some ropes out and came behind me, gently guiding my arms so that my wrist were crossed, and I felt him begin to tie them together.

And it felt so good, so nice, as he took the rope around and between my sock covered arms, and then around my waist, locking them into place against the small of my back. He then tied my arms to my stomach, in the special figure of eight way, the rope sitting between my arms and my tummy.

“This is nice,” I said as he tied the ropes off, “nice and snug and...”

“Shh” he said as he held a folded hankie in front of my mouth, so I allowed him to push it in, and then tie a knotted towel strip between my lips. Once he had that tied around my head, he picked up a roll of blue micropore tape, and gave me...

He gave me a kiss on my gagged lips, my whole body tingling now as he wrapped the tape around my head, covering the cleave gag, and tore the tape free, smoothing it down at the back of my head. He then found a white scarf, folded it into a band and tied it tightly over my mouth and head as well.

“Happy,” he said as he helped me to sit on the floor, and then lie on my tummy. I nodded, but it was a stupid question anyway – as he crossed and tied my ankles together, I was in heaven. Another length of rope around my legs, just above my socks, and then he tied one more length above my knees and over my skirt, pulling it around me legs as they were held together.

“A little extra precaution,” he said as he pulled my ankles back and tied them to the rope around my tummy. I was as happy as a Christmas Lamb by now, wriggling a little as I said “fnkukuu.”

“You’re welcome,” he said as we both heard the front door open and close. He put his finger to his lips and stood against the wall, as I looked to see who had come in.

“We’re back,” I heard Mister Holderness call out as there was some conversation, and then Suzie walked in, wearing her school uniform as well.

“Bobby, are you in...” She stopped and looked at me, smiling under the gag and nodding as I tried to wave my covered hands.”


“Cassie? I didn’t think you were coming over today – What’s gnngnnnbbbeehldrnnssss!”

“Good guess, O sister of mine,” Bobby said as he held Suzie, one hand over her mouth, “now, be a good girl and go to the toilet please – our guest does not want to be alone for too long.”

Suzie pretended to struggle a little, but one look at her eyes told me she wanted to play as well, so she eventually nodded and went to the toilet, Bobby grinning as he went back to the box and fished out two more sponges.


So twenty minutes later, Suzie was lying on her stomach on the floor next to me, tied and gagged in the same way, the ropes sitting over her uniform, as Bobby turned on the television.

“Now, I happen to know there is a film on you both will enjoy,” he said as he skipped through the channels, “so enjoy – ah here it is.”

We nodded as Voyage of the Dawn Treader started, and Bobby left us to enjoy the film as we wriggled a bit on the floor.






As the film finished, Bobby came back in and started to release both of us from the hogtie, and then untied our legs.

“Come with me,” he said as we were both helped to our feet, and he escorted us to the dining room, where the table was laid for dinner. Bobby helped us to sit down, and then tied our ankles to the chair legs, before he pushed our chairs in. He then untied our arms and upper bodies, before tying our waists to the chair bag. Only then did he remove our gags and free our hands, putting everything into bags as he did so, and then left the room for a moment.

“Well,” Suzie said as she worked her jaw, “Hi Cassie – sorry I didn’t get a chance to say much before.”

“I didn’t either,” I said with a smile, “but it was really fun to be like that again.”

“There you both are,” Suzie’s dad said as he came in with his mum and sat down, Bobby coming behind them. “Glad to be on holiday?”

“Very much so,” I said as Mrs Boyle brought through some plates of tomato soup.

“Any plans,” Mrs Holderness said.

“I don’t know – apart from Christmas, I guess I have to wait and see what my parents have planned.”

There was one of those looks between the four of them that made me wonder if something was planned, but Suzie said “I’m the same – they won’t tell me anything about Christmas or my birthday.”

“IT’s going to be a surprise, and you’ll have to live with it,” Bobby said as we started to eat – something told me I wasn’t going to be told anything else at that point.



After dinner, we all went into the main room and played a game of Monopoly, before Suzie’s mum said “All right you two – upstairs and get ready for bed. Cassie, you’ll be in the spare room next to Suzie. Mrs Boyle has already laid out your pyjamas.”

“Thanks,” I said as we both walked up, and I went into the bedroom. My blue pyjama top and checked bottoms were indeed laid out, as was my washbag and a towel, so I made my way to the bathroom and washed as well as brushed my teeth, and then got changed, folding my uniform and other things and leaving them on the chair. I did wonder where my bag was, but decided it was just hidden away before we both went down and had some supper.

When we went back up to bed, Suzie went into her room with her mother, while Mrs Boyle came with me.

“Lie down Cassie,” she said as she picked up a length of cord, “and cross your wrists in front of you.”

I watched as she tied my wrists together, and then my ankles, before she tore a strip of tape off a roll, and smoothed it down over my lips.

“Sleep well,” she said as she turned the light off, and I settled down, my eyes closing as I wondered what was going to happen tomorrow...
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Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby John Kennon Smith » Thu Dec 11, 2014 5:30 am

Nice!!!

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Postby John Kennon Smith » Thu Dec 11, 2014 5:33 am

What a holiday!!

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Postby Tom Ford » Thu Dec 11, 2014 5:41 am

That was so adorable! I love how Bobby could make Cassie all tingly and stuff. Bobby being older by three years could have a lot more experience on that score than the younger Cassie. And he definitely knows what he is doing!

So the holiday is off for an early start! What will happen in the next few days? For Christmas, Cassie’s birthday, Suzie’s birthday, and New Year? I guess we’ll find out!

But it was a great way to begin the holiday fun!!!!

Cassie, with Bobby being attentive to her, won’t forget it!

Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby John Kennon Smith » Thu Dec 11, 2014 5:42 am

Great start!!

Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby John Kennon Smith » Thu Dec 11, 2014 7:13 am

Great chapter!!!

Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby Imp Caesar Augustus » Thu Dec 11, 2014 7:14 am

A new story! Things look extremely interesting for young Cassie!!

Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby John Kennon Smith » Thu Dec 11, 2014 7:45 am

Great update!!

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Postby William F Somebody » Thu Dec 11, 2014 6:47 pm

And they’re off to a great start! Who would’ve thought that they would start literally the very moment that the holiday started. I love that Bobby is so attentive to his future bride. Cassie is so giddy and happy at all the attention meted out to her.

And what would happen for the rest of the holidays with these wonderful start? I can’t wait to see what happens during Christmas and Cassie’s birthday. Would it be as wonderful as the first day? I bet it would be.

Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby John Kennon Smith » Thu Dec 11, 2014 6:48 pm

Please please update really really soon!!

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Postby John Kennon Smith » Thu Dec 11, 2014 6:51 pm

Hope you update soon!!

Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby KP Presents » Mon Dec 15, 2014 3:04 am

Saturday December 20th

When I woke up, it was still dark outside, so I lay still for a few minutes to allow my eyes to adjust to the gloom.

Once I could make out the shapes, I looked over to the clock on the bedside table, and saw it was seven. I also realised I needed to do something, so I was particularly glad when Mrs Boyle came in and started to untie me.

“Sleep well,” she asked as I rubbed my wrists, and then gently peeled the tape away.

“I did thanks,” I said, “but I really...”

“Of course – go, and have a shower while you’re in there,” Mrs Boyle said, as I grabbed a dressing gown and ran to the bathroom. Once I had – well, you know – I went under the shower and let the water run over me, wondering what we were going to do that day.

Once I had myself clean, and dried myself off, I put on the dressing gown and headed back to the bedroom. As I did so, Suzie came out and nodded to me as she headed to get cleaned up as well.

So, there I was, washed, clean, debating whether to wear jeans or leggings in my mind – and then I saw my clothes were already laid out for me. It was a pale blue silk gown, with a pair of white tights and blue satin shoes – and I recognised it instantly as my bridesmaid’s dress from the wedding a few weeks ago.

“Oh my,” I said as I looked at it, “something good must be happening today.” So I slipped out of the dressing gown and put on some underwear, before I started to put on the dress, sitting on the bed as I slipped on my stockings and shoes.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I said “come in,” in answer to the knock on the door, and smiled as Bobby came in, wearing a red jumper over an open necked shirt and jeans.

“Well, you look just as wonderful as the last time you wore that dress,” he said with a smile. “Ready for a new day?”

“I think so, but what’s... Bobby, what do you think you are doing?”

“Taking you to breakfast,” he said as he walked over and took my hands behind my back, before I felt the click of a pair of handcuffs as he fastened them around my wrists. He came round and smiled as he took my arm, and said “shall we?”

“Why yes, kind sir,” I said with a smile, still unsure about what was going on as I was led down to the dining room, and helped to sit down. Bobby then removed the handcuffs, but fastened one of the cuffs around my left ankle, and the second round the chair leg, before he pushed me into the table and poured me some orange juice.

“Morning everyone.”

I looked over to see Suzie come in, wearing the same dress she had worn to the wedding, before she sat down and helped herself to some cereal. She then passed it to me, as her parents sat down with Bobby.

“Eat up,” Mrs Holderness said, “Mrs Boyle is making some bacon and eggs as well.”

I really wanted to ask what was going to happen today, but decided against it as we talked about everything else.

“It looks like it might snow later,” Mrs Holderness said as she looked out of the window, and then held her back.

“Kicking again?”

She nodded as Bobby ate the last of his bacon, and wiped his plate with a slice of toast. “Have you two had enough then,” he said as he looked at us.

Both Suzie and I nodded as he said “good – let’s go through to the front room and get ready.”

“Ready for what?”

“You’ll see,” Bobby said as he released my ankle and we went through, my question being answered as he held out the sponge balls and said “shall we?”


“It would appear we are going to have a quiet day,” Suzie said as she made two fists, and watched as Bobby taped them over, this time with the white tape. He then pulled a pair of white stockings up her arm, and taped them to her dress sleeves, before he did the same to me.

After that, it was the same wonderful familiar routine, as we both had our wrists tied together behind our backs, then ropes around our waist and our stomachs to keep our arms in place.

Sitting down, we watched as Bobby bound our ankles together, side by side, and then folded the skirts of our dresses back so that he could tie our legs together below our knees, replacing them afterwards and preserving our modesty.

He then pushed a folded cloth into our mouths, used a rolled chiffon scarf each as a cleave gag, and then wound pale blue tape around our heads to complete the gag. This was like the white tape, and didn’t trap our heads, so I smiled under it as he said “Come on, we’re going to hop around the house.”

“Snddslkfn,” Suzie said as we both got onto our feet, and started to jump towards the door, Bobby walking over and holding it open as he said “Welcome to Wissenden Hall. Built in the late 18th century...”

A tour guide? He was going to be a tour guide for us? Suzie and I looked at each other, and shrugged as we played along, looking round the downstairs before we both sat on the bottom stair and started to push ourselves up, taking care not to trap the skirts of our dresses under our heels. That was especially difficult for Suzie, as her dress was more of a traditional ball gown, and the skirt flowed out a LOT more.

We, however, are getting to be old hands at this kind of thing, so we made it to the top easily enough before Bobby helped us to stand. We then jumped down the corridor, and it was apparent to both of is that we were heading for the door that led to the attic.

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to ask you to push yourself up these stairs in those dresses,” Bobby said as he opened the door, and then lifted me up, holding me in his arms as he carried me up the stairs and sat me at one end of an old stuffed couch.

“Don’t move,” he said as he went back down the stairs, and then returned with Suzie in his arms, sitting her down as we looked at each other, and then at the television set that was a little bit across from us. There was an old tape player beside it, which Bobby switched on before he checked the connections.

“Neeeddeewhtnthr,” I mumbled as I looked at Suzie.

“Npp – prblyldflms,” Suzie said, as Bobby took a black cassette and pushed it into the machine.

“I thought you might like the look of this,” Bobby said as he put the tape in, “I know it made me laugh.”

I watched as the film started playing, and I was surprised to see it was Holderness Manor – but Lord and Lady Holderness looked so much younger in it, about the same age as Mum and Dad if truth be told. Lady Holderness had long light brown hair, and was wearing a white jacket with large shoulders over a pale blue dress, and blue heels. Standing next to her was a girl my age, wearing a pale blue sweatshirt with knee length pants of the same colour, and high sided trainers.

“Sthhttturntnne,” I said as I looked at Suzie, who nodded as we watched her Aunt Anne waving to the camera. Lord Holderness was sitting to the side, wearing a polo shirt and jeans, and smiling as Lady Holderness walked down the lawn with Mrs Bowden.

A young lad, barely twelve years old, then walked round the corner, wearing a denim shirt and jeans, his flaxen hair cut short.

“Hi Dad,” Bobby said as he waved at the camera, and I saw the resemblance then as well. So this was Mister Holderness when he was a young lad?

The scene then changed to the lakeside, where Lord Holderness was sitting with his son, watching something. As the camera panned round, we saw Lady Holderness and Mrs Bowden standing there, only now they were wearing some new accessories – namely bands of rope around their waists and arms, with their wrists behind their backs. I could also see their legs were tied together below their knees, and their ankles were hobbled with a short length of rope between them.

They then started trying to run towards the camera, making both of us laugh as they tried not to fall over. They both made it to the end, however, as the film ended.

“I’ve got another treat to show you,” Bobby said, as he put another film in. This one had a title card, which said “Holderness Summer Ball – July 1992.”

It opened with the house decorated like it was for the ball last year, as Lord Holderness and Mister Holderness appeared in their formal suits, bow ties properly tied on white shirts. We then saw Lady Holderness, wearing a long black gown with silver threads running through it, black opera gloves and heels.

Next to her was Mrs Bowden, and she looked so much like Angela it was frightening. She was wearing a white ball gown with puffed sleeves, and a skirt that ballooned out from her waist in layers of silk and lace. The sleeves of her gown were hooked over her middle finger, and I caught a glimpse of white satin heels under the skirt of her dress.

We then saw the line-up as they greeted their guests – and as one particular couple came down the row, I gasped into the gag. I recognised Granny, although her hair was chestnut brown rather than grey, but it was the man she was with – tall, handsome, and smiling as he greeted Lord and Lady Holderness.

“Stthurgrdnffr?” Suzie mumbled.

“It is indeed – that’s Cassie and Jenny’s grandfather,” Bobby said, “and you may recognise the ones with them.”

I nodded as I saw Dad, Aunt Connie and Aunt Cassie come down the line as well, all not much older than me and Jenny, Aunt Cassie in a green dress looking particularly innocent as she curtsied to Lord Holderness. I made a mental note to tease her about that the next time I saw her.

The film carried on, with the usual dances and smiling, but a s/I squirmed around I wondered if we were going to see the private ball later – and sure enough, the scene changed to inside, with both Lady Holderness and Mrs Bowden very thoroughly bound and gagged, scarves matching their dresses tied tightly over their mouths as they hopped onto the dance floor, accompanied by Lord and Mister Holderness.

I also saw Granny join them on the dance floor, as well as Aunt Connie accompanied by Dad. Aunt Cassie was sitting in a chair, just as tightly bound and gagged, and obviously waiting her turn, as the music started and the dance began.

It was magical watching them as they moved to the music, taking different partners every time, and as I closed my eyes I began to wonder what it would be like to be Lady Holderness, greeting the guests as they came into the July Ball hosted by myself and Bobby.

The lights lit the pathway as the guests came down, one by one, and I smiled and had a greeting for every single one, before Bobby led me out onto the dance floor for the first dance, everyone clapping and applauding. From there, the evening goes on, me as the perfect hostess until the time comes when we, our family and our friends go upstairs, and Bobby binds me, gags me, kisses me and holds me in the first private, wonderful, romantic dance...

“Rrrcsseee – wkeewkeee.”

I opened my eyes to see both Bobby and Suzie looking at me, Suzie shaking her head and giggling under the tape as Bobby said “Having fun in your daydreams?”

“Yhhggsss,” I mumbled as he looked at his watch. “Lunchtime already? Okay girls – let’s get you down to the dining room. You first Cassie – I think I trust Suzie to stay awake more than you right now.”

“Hrrhrrr,” I said as Bobby picked me up and carefully carried me down to the first floor, and then to the ground floor, before we went into the dining room.

“I was just about to call you,” Mrs Boyle said as Bobby sat me in a chair, and then released my arms before he tied my waist to the chair. As he went back to get Suzie, his mum came in and removed both my gag and the covering on my arms.

“So that’s where my old white stockings went to,” she said as she looked at them while I rubbed my wrists. “I’ll need to have words with him about that.”

“About what,” Bobby said as he put Suzie into the chair, and then saw the stockings his mum was holding. “Oh – about that. Dad said it would be all right.”

“Did he now,” Mrs Holderness said as she shook her head. “I will have words with him when he gets back. For now, however, let’s have lunch. Homemade leek and potato soup and sandwiches all right for everyone.”

“Yes please,” Suzie and I said as Mrs Boyle brought the steaming plates in, and we started to eat. So of course that was when the doorbell rang, Bobby saying “I’ll get it” as he went, and then returned with a visitor – one that made Suzie blush as she saw him.
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Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby John Kennon Smith » Mon Dec 15, 2014 5:15 am

What fun!!!

Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby John Kennon Smith » Mon Dec 15, 2014 6:15 am

I love the videos of the younger parents.

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Postby Tom Ford » Mon Dec 15, 2014 8:13 am

Now that is what I call a great first full day! My favorite part was of course, the videos of all the current adults in their younger forms, especially seeing them as children, and seeing them in an earlier July Ball. It’s must surprising to see them like they were just her age! It would be very disconcerting to see them so young!

And Brian is here, making Suzie as happy as Cassie! Bobby seemed to have everything planned out!

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Postby Tom Ford » Mon Dec 15, 2014 8:17 am

Oh and a minor quibble.

KP Presents wrote:“I was just about to call you,” Mrs Bowel said as Bobby sat me in a chair, and then released my arms before he tied my waist to the chair. As he went back to get Suzie, his mum came in and removed both my gag and the covering on my arms.


Mrs Bowel should I think be Mrs Boyle.

Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby KP Presents » Mon Dec 15, 2014 8:19 am

Tom Ford wrote:Oh and a minor quibble.

KP Presents wrote:“I was just about to call you,” Mrs Bowel said as Bobby sat me in a chair, and then released my arms before he tied my waist to the chair. As he went back to get Suzie, his mum came in and removed both my gag and the covering on my arms.


Mrs Bowel should I think be Mrs Boyle.


It should - fixed.
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Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby Imp Caesar Augustus » Mon Dec 15, 2014 8:32 am

The Christmas holidays keep turning better and better! Bobby and the rest should be congratulated for planning all of this, and more for actually carrying it out!

Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby John Kennon Smith » Mon Dec 15, 2014 9:09 am

Great chapter!

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Postby John Kennon Smith » Mon Dec 15, 2014 9:22 am

Great update!!

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Postby John Kennon Smith » Tue Dec 16, 2014 5:39 am

Please please update really really soon!!

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Postby William F Somebody » Tue Dec 16, 2014 6:21 am

It seems that things are picking up a bit, and we began to see the beginning of Cassie as the Christmas Belle! I must say, Bobby did very well, making all this plans!! And Cassie is as happy as can be, day dreaming, and best of all, seeing all the adults as little kids and teen-agers! I bet it was a treat to see her Dad, and her aunts, to be so young, and how they resembled the current generation! My favorite part on that one was Cassie’s daydream!

And Brian Hampton is obviously here. What are they planning to do? Will it be as wonderful as the first day? And would there be a party later on, since Cassie and Suzie seemed all dressed up?

The important thing is that Cassie and Suzie too I hope, is really enjoying this!

Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby John Kennon Smith » Tue Dec 16, 2014 9:41 am

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Postby KP Presents » Wed Dec 17, 2014 4:26 am

“Hey Brian,” I said as Bobby came back in, and Brian Hampton took a spare seat, “what brings you here?”

“Well, I had some Christmas presents to deliver,” he said quietly, “and – well, Bobby asked me over to stay the night, if that’s all right with you, Suzie.”

“Not my decision,” Suzie said, but she was smiling as she said it, while Mrs Boyle handed Brian a steaming mug of tea.

“Well, we have some arrangements for this week to sort out,” Mr Holderness said, “so you boys need to take care of these young ladies. I trust you can do that?”

“Why of course we can Dad,” Bobby said as he winked at me – I knew what was coming, but did that mean the party was tonight?

Anyway, we finished lunch, and both had our legs untied before we went to the toilet, and came back into the front room – there to be re-secured and re-gagged as before, while Bobby and Brian sat with us and we watched some music videos – really old songs that I could hear Mrs Boyle and Mrs Holderness signing along to in the other room.

Eventually, Bobby looked at me and said “we’ve been cooped up inside for far too long – let’s go out the back and get some fresh air.”

Suzie and I both nodded as they untied our ankles – but not our knees, we noticed – and then helped us to stand up and hobble out to the hallway, where they fastened large padded coats over us, before leading us out through the kitchen and into the back garden.

It was cold out there as we looked round, the trees bare of virtually all their leaves, the sky slate grey except for the red line we could see over the tress, as the sun started to set in the west.

“Bobby,” Brian said as he looked round, “I’m no expert on weather and the like, but do you think...”

His question was answered without being asked, as I heard Suzie say “hmgddd – snw.” I looked round and saw the flakes starting to fall, slowly first, and then faster, the snowflakes getting larger as the two boys started to run round the garden, whooping and hollering as Suzie and I watched each over getting covered on our shoulders and heads by the white flakes.

“Oh come on you two,” Bobby said as he looked at us, “it’s snowing – it might just be a white Christmas this year!”

We both nodded as we tried running around – while, hobbling quickly around, before the snowfall got so bad we made our way up to the playhouse.

“Dad had a heater installed in both rooms,” Bobby said as he opened the door to the larger room, “just let me turn it on.” He pressed a switch on the wall as we heard a white heater by the wall start up, the boys giving us massive hugs before we were able to take our coats off.

As we sat in the beanbags, Brian turned on the television and found a music station, while Bobby re-tied our ankles. As we looked at each other, I was beginning to wonder if there really was a party – especially as they sat with us and we started to sing along to the songs, as the sun went down outside.

“Wdbttrrgnnfrdnnrr,” Suzie eventually said, but Bobby shook his head and said “nope – you stay here, we’ll be back in a minute.”

We looked at each other as they left, returning a few minutes later with two trays, covered in a blanket. Setting them down, they removed the tape and cloth from our mouths, and then uncovered two dinner trays – steak, chips and peas, and trifle for pudding.

“That smells delicious,” Suzie said, “and I’m starving. Hurry up and untie me Brian.”

“Oh no,” Brian said as he picked up a knife and fork, cut a piece of the steak off and then held it to Suzie’s mouth, “we are going to feed out special captives.”

“Well – if you insist,” Suzie sad as she put her mouth over the fork and accepted the food, Bobby grinning as he started to feed me as well.

It was a truly surreal experience, as the boys fed us and let us drink from the glasses of apple juice, wiping our chins of anything that fell onto our faces, and the white flakes falling freely outside the windows. It was actually quite beautiful, when you think about it, as we ate the trifle, and then drank a little tea from cups that Bobby had brought with a flask.

I caught Suzie yawning out of the corner of my eye, and said “I guess it’s time we got to our beds.”

“I agree,” Bobby said as he and Brian put the trays to one side, and started to untie us, “but you’re not sleeping in the house.”

We looked at each other, wondering what was going on as our arms and legs were freed, and Bobby handed me a sponge bag. “There are towels in the bathroom – go and get washed, and then come into the other room.”

We looked at each other as we stood up, and then went to the small bathroom.

“I thought we were going to a party today,” I said as I sat down, watching Suzie remove her gloves and wash her face, “what’s going on Suzie.”

“Cass, I really have no idea,” Suzie said as she picked up a towel, “we just have to see what’s going on next.”

I took my turn to wash, and then we went into the smaller room – our eyes opening wide as we saw the large air mattress on the floor, with a sheet and duvet on it, and our nightdresses, as well as bed socks and slippers.

“I guess we’re sleeping in here tonight,” Suzie said as she looked at me, “Can you give me a hand to take this off?”

I nodded as I unfastened the back of her dress, and she changed into a long blue cotton nightdress, sitting down to remove her stockings and put on the bedsocks as I changed as well.

As I pulled on my socks, Mrs Holderness came in and collected our clothes. “Straight under the covers, girls, and off to sleep. You should be warm enough in here tonight.”

“All right mum – but what are we going to do tomorrow?”

“Wait and see,” she said as we snuggled under the covers, and she leaned over to kiss us both on the forehead, “good night girls.”

“Good night mum,” Suzie said as she turned the light off, and we went to sleep very quickly.


Sunday 21st December

I woke up to see the sky was slate grey outside the window, even though it was still dark.

There was a soft knock on the door, which woke Suzie up, and it opened to reveal Bobby standing there.

“Good morning,” he said, “time for sleepy heads to be awake. “Mrs Boyle is making some porridge this morning, so put on your boots and coats from yesterday, and you can eat before you get dressed.”

“What time is it,” Suzie said as she rubbed her eyes and looked at him.

“Just before seven – come on, lot to do today.”

“He said that yesterday, and look what happened,” I said as I went to the toilet, and then slipped on the coat as well as a pair of wellingtons Bobby had brought over

As we walked down the stairs, I was surprised to find myself stepping into snow at the bottom of the staircase – and that was when both Suzie and I realised why the sky was grey.

The entire back garden was covered in snow, the tress around also having a white canopy on them. “I bet the pond is frozen over,” Bobby said as he looked round, “I may have to go over later and break the ice.”

“Yeah – can’t have the fish dying,” Suzie said as she looked round, “has it been snowing all night?”

“Looks like it – why?”

“Oh no reason,” Suzie said as I crouched down and made a snowball, the snow cold against my hands. I stood up, grinning widely and pulled my arm back, letting the snow fly in the direction of one Robert Desmond Holderness.

“HEY!” As the ball hit his coat, he turned round, only to get one on his front as Suzie sent a snowball flying his way as well. He grinned as he bent down to make a snowball, only to find when he stood up that we had been quicker, and already had two more snowballs heading towards him.

“Oh you two are so dead,” he said as he launched a snowball at me, hitting me in the coat. Well, I guess you can imagine how the next fifteen minutes was spent, as we had a fantastic snowball fight – and really worked up an appetite as well.


“All right you three,” I heard Mrs Holderness eventually say, “get in here or the porridge will go cold.”

We went in, Bobby taking a few minutes to shake all the snow we had added to his coat off him, before we took our coats and boots off, and went to the dining table. There were three steaming bowls of porridge there – but not for much longer, as we ate them while Bobby and Suzie’s parents watched.

“Morning,” Brian said as he came in, and then looked at Bobby. “What happened to you?”

“Snowball attack,” Bobby said as he looked at us, and Mrs Boyle gave Brian a bowl of the porridge.

“Well, you asked for it,” Brian said as he ate the food, while the rest of us were given sausage, bacon and eggs.

“I know – and it was fun,” Suzie grinned as we ate and drank some tea.

Once we were finished, Suzie and I went up to our rooms, and made our way to the shower one at a time. When I got back to my room, I was surprised to see another of my party gowns laid out on the bed. This one was a gold dress with short sleeves, which I had worn to the formal dance the school had held earlier in the term. IT also had a pair of elbow length white gloves, and gold heels with a fresh pair of stockings.

Now I was getting confused – I had worn a gown all day yesterday, thinking there was going to be a party, but there wasn’t. Maybe today?

So I got dressed, and then went down to see Suzie was wearing a black puff sleeved dress with matching gloves as well.

“I spoke to your parents,” Bobby said as he and Brian came in, “and they’ve agreed you can watch the morning service here – but we need to get you ready first. Hold your hands out please.”

“Here we go again,” Suzie said as our hands were covered, and then tied together behind our backs – and soon we were sitting on the couch, tied around our legs, and white tape wrapped round our stuffed and cleave gagged mouths.

So we sat with Brian and Bobby and watched the service, joining in the hymns, and listening to the minister as he explained the Nativity story with the help of the children acting out the story. As we watched that, I laid my head on Bobby’s shoulder, as he put his arm round me.

A lovely way to spend a Sunday morning, and I was looking forward to lunch as the service came to an end. Bobby went and turned the television off, before he said “Brian, if you will do the honours?”

“OF course,” Brian said, and then I was taken by surprise as a black scarf was tied over my eyes. I heard Suzie say “Whtsggnnn”, and presumed she was being blindfolded as well, before I was picked up and carried in someone’s arms. I felt it getting colder, before I was sat down and I felt a belt pressing me back.

“So I’m in a car,” I thought to myself as I felt Suzie – well, I presumed it was Suzie – being sat next to me and strapped in. A door closed, another one, and I heard a car engine start before we moved off.

I had to sit back and enjoy the drive, wherever we were going, as the radio played. I didn’t even know who was driving – they hadn’t said a word. Suzie and I just mumbled to each other as the car went wherever it was going.

When the car eventually stopped, I sat still as I heard Suzie being taken out, and then I was lifted out, the chill lasting for a few seconds before I was sat down on what felt like a couch.

“Whrrwww,” I heard Suzie say beside me as the door closed, and I felt someone untying the blindfold from my eyes – Bobby would have been my guess, or possibly Brian.

So you can imagine my surprise when I looked round and realised I wasn’t at Wissenden Hall any more - I was at the Williamson’s house.

Suzie and I looked at each other, and then over to a chair when we heard Lisa say “Htthr.”

“That was what it sounded like – because Lisa was dressed in the gown she had worn to the dance. It was red, with red globes, and she was tied and gagged in the same way as us.

“Well now,” Charlie said as he sat down and looked at us, “Having a good day?”

Suzie and I looked at each other, then at Lisa. What was going on here?
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Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby John Kennon Smith » Wed Dec 17, 2014 5:19 am

What fun!!

Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby John Kennon Smith » Wed Dec 17, 2014 5:26 am

The snowball fight was fun!

Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby Tom Ford » Wed Dec 17, 2014 5:38 am

What is going on here? That is the question. So now she’s gone from Wissenden Hall, to the Williamson residence, all the while wearing long gowns!

It really was fun for them be there during the first snowfall of the winter, but it was a bit of luck, as Bobby doesn’t have the power to control the weather! Still, it worked for the better, and Cassie and Suzie got a little bit payback during the snowball fight. And they get to have a sleepover in the treehouse! Bet Cassie was thankful for the new heater!

I am very interested in what Charlie might do with his three captives.

Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby John Kennon Smith » Wed Dec 17, 2014 5:52 am

Great chapter!!

Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby Imp Caesar Augustus » Wed Dec 17, 2014 6:04 am

From Wissenden to Jay Edwards, all the while in gowns! What is going on here? Fun, fun, fun!

Re: An Education: Christmas Belle

Postby John Kennon Smith » Wed Dec 17, 2014 6:12 am

Great update!!