## Joanne and the Study Group - completed

Post by KP Presents » Fri Mar 30, 2012 2:46 am

“So what sort of mischief do you think those five are planning?”
“No idea,” Joanne said as she opened the door and let Alexa and Andrea through, “but we don’t have time for this. Let’s get to the library.”
The trio walked down the corridor, Joanne leading the way as her brown corduroy trousers squeaked with each step she took. She was wearing a cap sleeved black satin blouse and short black boots on her feet.
Andrea was wearing a “UCLA” white hooded sweatshirt with a knee length denim skirt, and white trainers, with her blue-black hair pulled back in a ponytail, while Alexa was wearing a red tank top and skin tight jeans, with cork wedge sandals on her feet. As they entered the library, they sat down around a table and pulled their folders out.
“Right,” Joanne said as she looked at the other two, “What’s the assignment for French?”
“Write a thousand word essay on typical family life in France,” Alexa said with a frown. “As if we know anything about typical French family life!”
“Well, it can't be that different from our family life - just, more, I dunno, French?”
The two girls stared at Andrea for a moment, before she looked up from her sketch pad and stared back at them.
“What?”
“More French? You mean more garlic and wine and less TV?”
“Yeah - No, I... All right, we need to put in some research. Where do we even begin to do that sort of work - and even then, I guess it has to be in French when we hand it in?”
Joanne groaned and put her head in her hands. “It is for French, Andrea - just what are you sketching this time, anyway?”
“I’ll show you later,” Andrea said as she closed the book and shook her head, her dark hair falling over her shoulders as she did so. “Anyway, if we have to spend some time studying we can do so at my place.”
“Your place? Will your parents mind?”
“Dad’s at a conference, and Mum has to work tomorrow until five. We should be done by then if we start at nine.”
“You wish,” Alexa said with a frown. “we’re going to need some serious help with this one, from someone who... Hang on a tick...”
The other two followed Alexa’s gaze to a young woman who was putting books onto a trolley. She stood about five foot three high, with shoulder length red hair that fell over the white sweater and tan leather and fur jerkin she was wearing. A thin black leather belt was around her waist, matching the colour of the tights that were under her denim shorts, the legs disappearing into the white sports socks that stuck over the top of her Doc Marten boots.
As she turned round, she looked at the trio sitting at the table with her green eyes, before walking over and saying in a French accent “Can I help you, Alexa?”
“Chloe,” Alexa replied with a smile, “Are you busy tomorrow morning?”
“Tomorrow - no, I have nothing planned. Why?”
“We need help with an assignment for our French class, and well - we need your help.”
“My help,” Chloe said as she played with the brown scarf that was tied round her neck, the knot against her throat. “How can I help you?”
“We need to describe a typical day for a French family - and, well, you’re French and...”
Chloe looked at the other three, Andrea nervously drumming her fingers on her sketch pad. “Very well,” she eventually said, “What time and where?”
“Nine o’clock,” Andrea said as she wrote an address down on a piece of paper and handed it to Chloe. “And thank you - we appreciate this.”
“Perhaps we can get to know each toher a bit better as well,” Alexa said as she smiled at the young girl.
“Until tomorrow then,” Chloe said as she walked away , putting the piece of paper in her pocket as she returned to the trolley.
“I’ve seen her on her own a lot,” Alexa said as she watched the red head push the trolley away, “and I think she could do with some friends. Besides, we need all the help we can get.”
Chloe looked at the large house as she stood on the sidewalk, her hands on the shoulder strap of the bag and fingering the short lengths of different coloured rope that were tied round it, each with a different knot. Putting the paper back in her pocket, she walked up the pathway and rang the doorbell, standing back as she saw Andrea coming through the screen door.
“Hi, Chloe,” she said as she opened the door and allowed the young girl to come in, “we’re set up in the front room for you.” She looked at Chloe as she took the bag off, dress mush as yesterday only with a blue scarf tied under the collar of the striped jumper.
“Thank you for inviting me,” she said as she handed her jerkin to Alexa, who hung it on a coat stand. She was wearing a knee length gingham print dress, the collar open at the top, with long white socks on her feet.
As she walked into the front room, Chloe saw Joanne and Alexa sitting there, folders and reference books open on the floor in front of them. Joanne was wearing a green vest top and shorts, with white sports socks and training shoes, while Alexa had on a black waistcoat over a white t-shirt, and a black leather miniskirt, with knee length suede boots. Chloe stared at them for a moment, before shaking her head and sitting on a couch opposite them.
“So,” she finally said, “How can I help you today?”
They worked for several hours, Chloe explaining how a typical Saturday would have been at her previous home in Paris and gently correcting the girls as they tried to write it in French. As they talked, she told them how she had moved with her parent sot the town from Orleans three months previously, when her father was promoted to a more senior position.
The conversation was lively, and by one o’clock they felt they had accomplished as much as they were going to. “I’ll fix some lunch,” Andrea said as she stood up.
“Please, could you tell me where your salle de bains is,” Chloe asked.
“Second door on the left in the corridor,” Alexa said as Chloe stood up and went into the hallway. “She seems a nice enough girl,” Alexa said as she watched Chloe walk out.
“Well, she couldn’t take her eyes off your legs - I think she must like those boots. Bit different from Doc Marten’s eh?”
As they laughed, Andrea carried in a plate of sandwiches and placed them on the coffee table. As she went back to the kitchen, Chloe walked in and put her bag on the floor next to her.
“May I have a look,” Joanne said as she looked at Chloe’s bag. “Of course,” she said as she handed Joanne the bag, picking up a sandwich and biting into it.
“Unusual decoration,” Joanne said as Andrea place a tray of glasses and a pitcher of lemonade on the table. “Did you do this yourself?”
Chloe blushed slightly. “Yes - I learned ropework a young - how do you say, Guide?”
“Really,” Alexa said as she looked at the other two, “What sort of ropework?”
“How to tie knots, secure wood pieces together, build a raft - that sort of thing, Why?”
Joanne looked at the other two, before saying “Chloe, did you use to - oh, what’s the word - practice ligotage?”
Chloe paused, looking at the other three carefully before saying “Why do you ask?”
Andrea looked round, expecting her mother to walk in, before whispering “We like to play those games as well. Quietly, discreetly, but we do like to play. These two,” she said looking at Joanne and Alexa, “are much more experienced. What about you?”
Chloe took a long drink from her glass before saying “I can show you, if you wish?”
Alexa looked at Andrea. “I’m tempted, but I know what your mother might say if she walks in on us.”
Andrea looked at the clock. “So long as we finish by four, we will be fine. What did you have in mind, Chloe?”
“You want to know how skilled I am? Find some rope and I will show you.”
Last edited by KP Presents on Tue Apr 24, 2012 2:22 pm, edited 7 times in total.
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### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 1

Post by Chloé Badelaine » Fri Mar 30, 2012 4:45 am

Oh mon dieu !
C'est trop gentil
Comment puisje te remercier ?
Oh my god this is sooooo sweet, how can i repay you for the honour you did to me... This is so lovely !
Thank you thank you thank you !
Bisous !
What I say is, a town isn't a town without a bookstore. It may call itself a town, but unless it's got a bookstore it knows it's not fooling a soul.

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 1

Post by KP Presents » Fri Mar 30, 2012 4:52 am

> Chloé Badelaine wrote:Oh mon dieu !
> C'est trop gentil
> Comment puisje te remercier ?
> Oh my god this is sooooo sweet, how can i repay you for the honour you did to me... This is so lovely !
> Thank you thank you thank you !
> Bisous !

C'est mon plaisir - j'ai promis que je vous travaillerais dans une histoire, et c'est le temps. J'espère que vous apprécierez ce qui est de venir.
And no, my French is not that good - it's mroe than 30 years since I studied it. Yahoo Babelfish is invaluable at times...
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### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 1

Post by Plueschbabycd » Fri Mar 30, 2012 11:01 am

Hallo KP Presents,
ligotage I must let me translate and favourite on line translator give not translation. http://dict.leo.org/frde?lp=frde&search=
I can´t wait for next part.
Andrew
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 1

Post by Chase Ricks » Fri Mar 30, 2012 11:04 am

Excellent start KP.
From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 1

Post by Chloé Badelaine » Fri Mar 30, 2012 11:14 am

ligotage = bondage
we use both in french
What I say is, a town isn't a town without a bookstore. It may call itself a town, but unless it's got a bookstore it knows it's not fooling a soul.

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 1

Post by NaughtyNats » Fri Mar 30, 2012 11:23 am

I must visit France Chloe and try some ligotage. mmmmmmmm
what do you call Tie up Games? Jeu de ligotage?????
NAUGHTY NATS
Maybe blindfold, maybe gagged, always barefoot

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 1

Post by Plueschbabycd » Fri Mar 30, 2012 11:32 am

> Chloé Badelaine wrote:ligotage = bondage
> we use both in french

Hallo Chole I´m and had never French that is what I found http://dict.leo.org/frde?lp=frde&lang=de&searchLoc=0&cmpType=relaxed&sectHdr=on&spellToler=&search=fesseln
"salle de bains" I understand without translation even had think he mean "toilettes réservées aux clients"
Andrew
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 1

Post by NaughtyNats » Fri Mar 30, 2012 11:36 am

I'm wondering how my alter ego Natalie will become involved in this
NAUGHTY NATS
Maybe blindfold, maybe gagged, always barefoot

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 1

Post by Chloé Badelaine » Fri Mar 30, 2012 12:07 pm

> Plueschbabycd wrote:

> > Chloé Badelaine wrote:ligotage = bondage
> > we use both in french

> Hallo Chole I´m and had never French that is what I found http://dict.leo.org/frde?lp=frde&lang=de&searchLoc=0&cmpType=relaxed&sectHdr=on&spellToler=&search=fesseln
> "salle de bains" I understand without translation even had think he mean "toilettes réservées aux clients"
> Andrew

Bonsoir m'sieur !
Well, "Salle de bains" is the bathroom, while "toilettes reservées aux clients" will be the restrooms

> NaughtyNats wrote:I must visit France Chloe and try some ligotage. mmmmmmmm
> what do you call Tie up Games? Jeu de ligotage?????

Oui m'zelle ! Exactly !
What I say is, a town isn't a town without a bookstore. It may call itself a town, but unless it's got a bookstore it knows it's not fooling a soul.

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 1

Post by Plueschbabycd » Fri Mar 30, 2012 12:56 pm

> Chloé Badelaine wrote:
> Bonsoir m'sieur !
> Well, "Salle de bains" is the bathroom, while "toilettes reservées aux clients" will be the restrooms

Bonsoir madame,
now what know both mean but first I thought she ask for toilettes because it what done. most guests we had, are has gone in the restrooms. Only sleeping guests use our bathe.
Andrew
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 1

Post by KP Presents » Fri Mar 30, 2012 1:36 pm

> NaughtyNats wrote:I'm wondering how my alter ego Natalie will become involved in this

Watch, as they say, this space...
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### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 1

Post by KP Presents » Fri Mar 30, 2012 1:39 pm

> Plueschbabycd wrote:

> > Chloé Badelaine wrote:ligotage = bondage
> > we use both in french

> Hallo Chole I´m and had never French that is what I found http://dict.leo.org/frde?lp=frde&lang=de&searchLoc=0&cmpType=relaxed&sectHdr=on&spellToler=&search=fesseln
> "salle de bains" I understand without translation even had think he mean "toilettes réservées aux clients"
> Andrew

Well, when I learnt French, and remember I learnt in Scotland, "toilettes réservées aux clients" was the term used for business offices, while "Salle de bains" was the bathroom/toilet.
Guess there's a cultural thing going on here as well.
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### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 2

Post by KP Presents » Sun Apr 01, 2012 2:20 pm

“Wait there,” Andrea said as she left the room, while Joanne and Alexa looked at each other. “We need to be careful,” they explained to Chloe, “Andrea’s parents must not discover that she does this.”
“Why not?”
“They disapprove,” was all Alexa said as Andrea brought in a cloth bag and opened it, taking out several lengths of pre-cut rope and laying them on the table. “Who wishes to be first,” Chloe said as she picked up a length of rope.
“I will,” Joanne said as she stood up. “I’ll be back in a few minutes,” Andrea said as she walked back out of the room, as Chloe arranged Joanne’s wrists, crossing them behind their back. She felt the soft rope against her skin as Chloe passed the rope vertically around her wrists, pulling them tightly together before she passed the rope alternatively around and between her wrists. As she pulled the last knot tightly, Joanne looked over her should and said “Not bad - classic knot.”
“I am not finished yet,” Chloe said as she tied the end of a longer length of rope around Joanne’s left elbow, then round her upper body before taking the rope around her right elbow. As she took the rope around her body again, Joanne realised her arms were bound to the side, with a little movement but not enough to get free., To complete the tie, Chloe took the ends around her wrists and tied them together, lifting her wrists slightly up as she did so.
“Very nice,” Alexa said as she looked at her friend. “So do you have something different planned for me?”
“I do,” Chloe said as she took a couple of cushions and out them on the floor, “Please, kneel on these and put your hands out in front of you.”
As Alexa knelt, she watched Chloe take the rope and double it over, making two loops in the centre before crossing them to make a small knot in the centre. “Put your hands through these,” she said to Alexa, and watched as the dark haired girl put her wrist in. Pulling the ends, Chloe watched as the rope tightened around Alexa’s wrists, before she quickly wrapped the ends round and between them to secure them together.
“Not bad,” Alexa said as Chloe pulled her heads up and over her head, forcing her wrist back between her should blades before tying the ends to the loop in the waist of her skirt. As she finished the knot Andrea came back in, wearing a white pullover over her dress and a second pair of bedsocks over her wrists and hands.
“This is to stop any bruising,” she said as she looked at Joanne and Alexa. “Comfy?”
“Not bad,” Joanne said as she sat on the floor again, “and I think she has something different planned for you.”
“Indeed,” Chloe said as she picked up three lengths of rope. “Please, Andrea, come and stands in front of me, and let me move your arms.” Andrea walked over, and stood with her back to Chloe as she arranged her arms in a box fashion, resting her left elbow in her right hand and vice versa.
Taking a length of rope, she wrapped it round Andrea’s left side, fixing her wrist to the elbow over the sock and pullover sleeve, and then cinching the rope between her arms. A second length went over the other side, before the third length went around her forearms, effectively welding her arms together.
“This is different,” Andrea said as she looked over her shoulder, “How do you tie your legs normally?”
“I will show you,” she said as she helped Andrea to sit down. Taking a length of rope, she passed it around her legs above her knees, pulling her skirt against her skin as she lassoed them together. Once that was secured, she took the rope down and around her ankles in a figure of eight pattern, welding them together as she tied the knot off under her feet.
For Alexa. She crossed eh rankles as she sat there and bound them tightly together, before taking the rope up and around her waist. As she pulled on her wrists, she walked over to Joanne and started to wrap the next length of rope around her ankles, then up her legs in a criss cross pattern and then wrapping it round her legs below her knees.
“So,” she said as she tied the knot off and stood up, “Do you believe I have the skills for Jue de Ligotage?”
“I believe you,” Andrea said as she moved her body from side to side, and twisted her legs round. “How long can we stay like this?”
“As long as you wish,” Chloe said as she looked at the three girls, “But I would like to know how you play these games as well. I do think something is missing, however?”
“What,” Alexa said as she looked at Chloe.
“un bâillon?”
“Oh, a gag?” Joanne looked at Chloe as she nodded. “Andrea, do you have anything?”
“There are some sponge balls in the bag,” Andrea said as she looked at the cloth bag on the table, “They will do for now.”
As Chloe looked in the bag, she took out three yellow sponge balls and walked back over to the trio. “Ouvrez votre bouche,” she said to Alexa, before pushing one of the sponges into her open mouth. She followed with the other two, their mouths closing over the sponges as they moved them round with their tongues.
“Tnmnntts,” Andrea said as she looked at the others, who nodded as Chloe started to gather up the study books. The three girls tried to separate their arms, with little success as Chloe began to remove the scarf from around her neck, and then headed for the kitchen with the tray of glasses.
When she returned fifteen minutes, later, she saw that Alexa had fallen onto her side, looking up at her as the other two tried not to laugh. Heading for Joanne, she untied her hands and left her to remove the rope from around her legs as she helped Alexa.
As she removed the rope from alexa's arms, the front door bell rang. “I’ll get it,” Joanne said as she stood up and walked to the door. “Oh hi,” the others heard her say as Chloe started to untie Alexa’s legs, “What’s wrong?”
“Have you seen Cindy,” a voice both Alexa and Andrea recognised.
“Cindy? No - why don’t you come in? We’re just finishing something up.”
As Joanne came into the room, she was followed by Natalie, wearing a brown leather jacket over her white jumper, a long skirt and sandals, with a rope anklet on her left leg. “Oh,” she said as she looked at Andrea sitting on the floor, “Did I interrupt something?”
“Chloe was showing us some of her rope technique,” Andrea said after she spat out the sponge ball from her mouth. “Turns out she likes these games as well. What’s up, Natalie?”
“We were meant to meet Cindy and Heidi today to go to the cinema,” she said as she sat down, “but neither of them turned up. I tried her house, but got no answer, so I called your mother, Joanne. She said you were there, just round the corner, so I thought I’d call round.”
“Sorry, Nats, I haven’t seen her,” Joanne said. Andrea, have you seen anything of the Ellsworth’s? They live on the next block.”
“No - there was a van outside their door earlier today, according to mum. Was it still there?”
“No - it wasn’t.”
“Don’t worry, Natalie,” Alexa said as she rubbed her wrists, “You know what her mother’s like. They probably just decided they had to do something today at short notice.”
“Yeah - just a bit strange, that’s all. Anyway, we met someone, and Jannifer and Alice have gone with her.”
“Listen,” Andrea said, “While you’re here, Chloe wants to experience one of our tie-ups. Can we get your help?”
“What about your mother and father?”
Andrea looked at the clock on the wall. “It’s only half one - we have plenty of time/”
“Well, Chloe, what did you have in mind?”
“Do your worst, Natalie?”
“She’ll regret that,” Alexa said as she handed Natalie the rope. “Do your worst, Natalie.”
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### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 2

Post by Plueschbabycd » Mon Apr 02, 2012 2:46 am

Hallo nice second part. But I miss bit the blindfolds. I hope really not forget the time. I hope that I fast read next part.
Andrew
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 2

Post by KP Presents » Mon Apr 02, 2012 2:51 am

> Plueschbabycd wrote:Hallo nice second part. But I miss bit the blindfolds. I hope really not forget the time. I hope that I fast read next part.
> Andrew

Blindfolds - well, wait until you see what Nats has in store...
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### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 2

Post by SelenaGfan » Mon Apr 02, 2012 3:04 am

Great so far more please.

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 2

Post by Chase Ricks » Mon Apr 02, 2012 5:46 am

You continually surpass our greatest hopes KP.
From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 2

Post by KP Presents » Mon Apr 02, 2012 5:55 am

> Chase Ricks wrote:You continually surpass our greatest hopes KP.

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### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 3

Post by KP Presents » Tue Apr 03, 2012 1:33 am

“All right,” Natalie said as she looked at the materials to hand, “but I think you’d be more comfortable lying down, Chloe. Andrea, can we use your room?”
“Why not,” Andrea said as she picked up her bag, “Let’s go.”
The five girls walked up the stairs and into a large bedroom, simply furnished with a large double bed against the wall.
“All right, Chloe,” Natalie said as she put the bag on the bed, “Take your scarf off, and then put your hands together behind your back, palm to palm.”
“Oh - that feels tight,” she said as she looked over her shoulder and watched Natalie binding her wrist together, keeping the rope over the cuffs of her jumper as she did so. “But it feels good as well.”
“You did tell me to do my worst,” Natalie said as she tied the rope off, and then selected a second length from the bag. “So, here we go.”
Chloe felt her arms been drawn together at her elbows, and looked down to see her chest been forced out under her jumper. “You do know what you are doing,” she said with a smile as she felt her arms been secured together, “I will have great difficulty in freeing myself from this.”
“When Natalie ties you,” Joanne said with a smile, “You have no chance of getting free. Believe me - I’ve been on the receiving end of it.”
“Flattery will get you nowhere,” Natalie said as she took a longer length and started to wind it round Chloe’s body, trapping her arms into her side as she wound the rope around her lower and upper chest, making sure she tightened the coils by passing the rope under her armpits and round the loops as well, before securing her wrists to the bands behind her back. “Not too uncomfortable, I hope,” she said as she span Chloe round and sat her down on the bed.
“No,” the young French girl said as she sat and twisted her body round, “It is actually very comfortable. Now what do you intend to do?”
“Take your boots off,” Natalie said as she unlaced Chloe’s Doc Martens. “If I am going to bind your legs, then these need to be removed - and it will keep Andrea’s covers clean as well.” Pulling her boots off, she placed Chloe’s ankles together and wrapped another length of rope around her sock covered legs.
Andrea was watching this, standing next to her friends with a strange expression in her eyes. “I know that look,” Alexa said as she looked at her friend, “try to resist it - you know how much trouble you’ll be in if your mother finds you.”
“We have enough time,” she said breathlessly, “and I want to be tied up now. Please, do it for me.”
Alexa looked at Joanne, who shrugged her shoulders. “I guess out study group became a rope class,” she said as she looked in the bag. “You’d better put those socks back on your hands, then - I’ll start with some rope around your upper body in the meantime.”
As they were talking, Natalie had bound Chloe’s ankles tightly together, as well as her legs just below her knees, the white rope showing over the black tights. “You are very skilled,” Chloe said with a smile, “but I would ask a special favour of you?”
“Oh, and what would that be?”
“Do you know what I mean by a corde de fourche?”
“I know what you mean,” Natalie said, “but is that what you really want.”
“It is.”
“Can you stand up then?”
With her help, Chloe managed to stand up, watching as Natalie passed a length of cord around her waist and pulled her bound wrists into the small of her back.
Andrea, meanwhile, was looking over her shoulder as Alexa bound her sock covered wrists tightly together, wrapping the rope around and between her arms, as Joanne lashed her arms tightly to her side. She looked over as Natalie pulled the rope and secured it to the front of her waist, before helping her to lie down on her side on the bed, facing into the centre, and then pulling her legs back so that her feet were parallel to her bottom.
“Ahhhh,” Chloe sighed as Natalie bound her ankles to the ropes around her chest, leaving the young French girl in one of her special hog ties. “Thank you, oh thank you,” Chloe exclaimed as she wriggled round, “C'est merveilleux, fantastique.”
Andrea sat on the bed and watched as Joanne crossed her ankles and tied them tightly together. “How long do you want to be left with Chloe,” she said as she tugged the rope tighter.
“My mother will be home at 4,” she said as Alexa folded the hem of her skirt up and bound her legs together below her knees. “If you leave us for an hour - if that is all right with you Chloe - then I have time to be untied and clear up before she gets back.”
“Je pourrais rester comme ceci pendant des heures,” Chloe purred as she closed her eyes.
“Well, I have something else to do,” Natalie said as she picked a sponge ball out of the bag and held it in front of Chloe’s mouth. “Open wide.”
“Mrssseee,” Chloe mumbled as Natalie pushed the ball into her mouth, and then tied a long white scarf tightly over her mouth, the shape of her lips visible under the cotton band. “Where do you keep your sleep masks, Andrea,” she said as Alexa helped her friend to lie on the bed, before pulling her legs back and securing her ankles to her chest ropes.
“First drawer on the right,” Andrea said as she nodded to a chest of drawers at the far wall. Opening the drawer, Natalie took out a black and a white mask, tossing the black one to Joanne before fixing the white one over Chloe’s eyes.
“Comfy?”
“Mrsseeee been,” Chloe mumbled as she shifted on the covers, the ropes rubbing against her body as she moved around. Andrea nodded as the other sleep mask was placed over her eyes, before a second ball was pushed into her mouth and a covered with a blue silk square that she pushed between her lips.
“Come on,” Alexa said as they left Chloe and Andrea on the bed, “We need to clear up downstairs.” The three left the room, closing the door as they walked down the staircase.
“What do you think I should do about Heidi and Cindy,” Natalie said as she walked to the front door.
“Where did Alice and Jannifer go?”
“They were going to make their way to Heidi’s house, and...” She stopped as Joanne opened the door, and looked at the woman who was standing there.
She was about five foot ten, slim with shoulder length dark hair, wearing a black jacket and trousers with a pale cream top under the jacket, and three inch heel shoes. “Oh hello Joanne,” she said with a smile, “I hope I’m not interrupting the study group.”
“Mrs... Mrs Blackwood,” Joanne stammered, looking at Alexa as she did so.
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### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 3

Post by Plueschbabycd » Tue Apr 03, 2012 2:46 am

Hallo, nice part even I had to translate the French parts and by "corde de fourche" I get sure not really was meaning. Think you should put under every part vocable list. No begin the fun. I hope Ms Blackwood freak to not much out.
Andrew
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 3

Post by Chloé Badelaine » Tue Apr 03, 2012 4:00 am

Well "corde de fourche" is "crotch rope" !
I use the term "noeud de la joie" wich you can roughly translate by 'Joy knot"
These were the "learn how to speak ligotage french" ten seconds... thank you pr. Chloé !
What I say is, a town isn't a town without a bookstore. It may call itself a town, but unless it's got a bookstore it knows it's not fooling a soul.

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 3

Post by SelenaGfan » Tue Apr 03, 2012 4:17 am

Very good continuation,Thank You.

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 3

Post by Plueschbabycd » Tue Apr 03, 2012 4:32 am

> Chloé Badelaine wrote:Well "corde de fourche" is "crotch rope" !

Hallo Chloé by the reading and after what google translate me I know that he mean "croth rope" but google say http://translate.google.com/#fr|en|%22c ... fourche%22 and if translate ww.leo.org word by word get much closer translation. That is why say the vocabulary on end of each part would nice that I can learn little ligotage French.
Andrew
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 3

Post by KP Presents » Tue Apr 03, 2012 11:08 am

Trying to be subtle here, folks...
As for Mrs Blackwood - more tomorrow .....
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### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 4

Post by KP Presents » Wed Apr 04, 2012 3:08 am

“You must be Alexa,” Mrs Blackwood said as she came into the house, “Andrea has told me so much about you.”
“It’s... It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mrs Blackwood,” Alexa said as she looked back at Joanne. “Andrea said you would not be back until later this afternoon.”
“Well, I managed to get an earlier plane, so here I am,” she said as she left her suitcase in the hallway and put her laptop bag on the floor. “And you are?”
“Oh - I’m Natalie - Natalie Jenkins,” Natalie said as she moved from foot to foot. “Anyway, I’d better be...”
“Nonsense - the three of you must come and tell me what you have been studying today. Andrea very rarely has friends round for a visit. Wasn’t somebody else coming today?”
“Oh Chloe? She’s upstairs with Andrea, they’re...”
“Looking at some old photos,” Joanne said, glancing at Natalie as she did so. “We’d love a drink, Mrs Blackwood.”
“Well then - you go on in, and I’ll be with you in a minute.” The three girls walked into the living room, watching Andrea’s mother as she made her way to the kitchen.
“What are we going to do?” Alexa whispered as they sat down. “We’ve no way of letting them know what’s happened.”
“I know, I know,” Joanne said as Mrs Blackwood brought in a tray of drinks. “So,” she said as she sat down, “How far have you got with your project?”
“Well,” Alexa said, “We managed to complete the bulk of it. Chloe offered to check our text before we and it in.”
“Excellent - I do believe knowledge of another language is so important.” Mrs Blackwood took a sip from her drink. “I thought Andrea would have heard us come in, perhaps I should just go and see how she is.” She stood up and walked towards the door, the three girls looking at each other before Joanne said “Mrs Blackwood - I think there is something you need to know.”
“Oh,” the older woman said as she turned and looked at Joanne, “and what is that.”
“We need to tell her,” Joanne said as she picked up Andrea’s sketchbook. “Before you go to her room, perhaps you should sit down and take a look at this.”
“Andrea’s sketchbook? I know she enjoys art, but she never normally lets me have a look at it.” She turned and sat back down, taking the book from Joanne and smiling as she began to flip the pages. As she moved through the book, however, her smile faded slightly, replaced by a frown as she looked at some of the drawings, then at Joanne and Alexa.
“I see,” she said as she flipped over a few pages, “Andrea has a most vivid imagination. Are you aware of these drawings?”
“We are, Mrs Blackwood.”
“And you do not object?”
Joanne looked at Alexa, who swallowed as she said “Actually, we’re rather taken by them. Andrea is a very good, very lifelike artist.”
“So these are still lives? How did she manage to construct such realistic situations?”
Mrs Blackwood looked at the three girls, her eyes staring as she continued “Please, tell me - does Andrea sketch you when you are really like this?”
“No - no, she doesn’t Mrs Blackwood,” Joanne said quietly, “but she does like the idea of been in these situations, and from time to time we help her to - experience them.”
Mrs Blackwood slowly put the book down, before saying “Where did you say Andrea and your friend Chloe were?”
“In her bedroom,” Natalie said as she looked at the other two. “Please, all three of you, wait here,” Mrs Blackwood said as she stood up and walked out of the room, the trio listening as they listened to her walking up the staircase. The silence was strange, eerie as they waited, before Mrs Blackwood came back in and sat down in front of them.
“I see,” she eventually said, “She looks - contented lying there, relaxed even. How long has this been going on?”
“How long has Andrea been sketching like that? We don’t know,” Alexa said, “but she has played these games with us for a couple of months now. Mrs Blackwood, I think she wanted to tell you, but she had no idea how you would react. She seemed to think you would be - angry at her.”
“I’m not sure if I am angry or not,” Mrs Blackwood said, “but what is it you do. Can you show me?”
Alexa and Joanne looked at each other, before Natalie said “Demonstrate on me.” Taking off her jacket, she stood up and crossed her wrists behind her back. “There’s plenty of rope in the bag - just get started.”
Mrs Blackwood watched as Joanne took a length of rope out and started to bind Natalie’s wrists together, and then her elbows, pulling her arms together so that they touched. “I believe you do gymnastics, Natalie,” she said as she watched the young girl standing there, both Joanne and Alexa winding the rope around her upper body until she was bound above and below her chest, the ropes encircling them as they were cinched under her arms.
“Are you uncomfortable like that,” Mrs Blackwood said as he watched the two girls help Natalie to sit on the floor, her legs extended as she crossed her ankles. “No,” she said as Joanne started to bind her ankles together over her bare ankles, while Alexa wrapped rope around her legs over her skirt. “We always take care to use soft rope, and make sure they are properly applied.”
“So I see - and I presume the lack of bruises on my daughter is also due to the precautions she has taken.”
“Precautions - oh, the socks? Yes, it is,” Joanne said as she and Alexa moved Natalie so that she was sitting with her back to the other chair, looking at Mrs Blackwood. She stood up and walked over to Natalie, examining the ropes and muttering “I remember this - you are good,” before sitting back down.
“What do you silence her with?”
“Usual, Natalie?”
The girl nodded as Joanne took out a sponge ball and held it in front of her mouth, pushing it in as Natalie opened her mouth wide before tearing a wide strip of white tape off and smoothing it over her lips. As she did this, Alexa took a sleep mask, pick with black trim, from the bag and placed it over her eyes, before putting ear plugs into Natalie’s ears.
“You are both very good at this,” Mrs Blackwood said as she looked at Natalie sitting there, a smile visible under the tape. “Do you always make sure Andrea is safe?”
“We do - we would not do anything to hurt a friend.”
“Do you think you can manage to carry Andrea down?”
Alexa and Joanne looked at each other. “We think so - why?”
“Please bring her down and lay her on the couch, and then leave us. I think your friend Chloe would like the company. , given the way she was moaning when I looked in the room.”
Without a word, the two girls got up and left the room, returning a few minutes later carrying Andréa between them. As they laid her on the couch, Mrs Blackwood watched, saying nothing as they walked out of the room and up the stairs.
Chloe looked round, her eyes still covered as they walked into the room. “Hi Chloe,” Joanne said, “We have a question for you?”
“mmmm - qstn?”
“Yeah,” Alexa said as she took up position on the other side of the bed, “Are you ticklish?”
“Tklsh... NNMGMFMMDDFMDMFMGDFMMGGFM.” Chloe exploded as the tow girls started to tickle her, thrashing her legs from side to side as they did so.
Andrea blinked as the eye mask was removed, and she saw Natalie sitting on the floor, obliviously happy gagged and blindfolded.
“Jnne,” she mumbled as she turned her head, only for her eyes to widen as she saw her mother sitting there, a frown on her face as she looked at her daughter. “Hello, Andrea,” she said quietly, “we need to have the kind of conversation where I talk and you listen.”
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### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 4

Post by Chase Ricks » Wed Apr 04, 2012 3:36 am

Andrea is in for it now I fear!
From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 4

Post by Plueschbabycd » Wed Apr 04, 2012 4:11 am

Hallo very good part and think I know Ms Blackwood now tell her daughter. That is why I say would not do with unknown person. I hop that both girl had now persuaded Andrea mother she by in save hands. But thing both girl must get short version what happens with Ms Blackwood her youth. That learn there are bad person how take her chance to harm the girls.
Andrew
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 4

Post by vantran » Mon Apr 16, 2012 6:37 am

lovely story

### Re: Joanne and the Study Group - part 4

Post by KP Presents » Mon Apr 16, 2012 6:45 am

> vantran wrote:lovely story

Thank you - and tomorrow... A quiet chat with Andrea... Chloe gets her revenge... as well as a knock on the door...
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