Snowbound (F/F). The Baker Protocole, An interlude from the Chloéverse by CapturedCarol & Chloé Badelaine

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Snowbound (F/F). The Baker Protocole, An interlude from the Chloéverse by CapturedCarol & Chloé Badelaine

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On this particulary snowy and windy first friday afternoon of their ski trip, Chloé had just finished chair tying Brittany on the small living room of their chalet. She was preparing a nice hot cocoa when someone knocked at the chalet's door.
"Miss Badelaine ?! I'm Madame Baker, student exchange supervisor. May i come in ?"
Chloé froze and looked at Brittany...

"Oui oui, Fichtre !Just a sec please ! I put something on."
Chloé grabbed Brittany's chair and pulled it into her room closed the door, ran to the kitchen sink, splashed her hair, wrapped her head in a towel and came to the door.
"Please come in Madame Baker... how can i help you ?" she asked nervously...

"Hello Chloe. I'm sorry to disturb you. Is your chalet mate, Brittany in also ?"

Chloé felt her cheeks blushing, she shook her head no. "I'm sorry Madame Baker" she is very busy, must be tied up somewhere" she answered trying not to smile thinking of Britt' trussed up on her cheir in her room.

"Oh really ?!" said Miss Baker. "This is strange, you see Chloé i was sent to investigate cause your teachers said that you did not participte much to the activities, knowing you this is not surprising, but they also reported that miss Brown has not beenn seen a lot too. This is much more surprising..."
"Oh not really" replied Chloé "You know, Brittany and Todd ?Chad ? Brad ? just broke up, i think she's just not in the mood to socialize much.
Chloé looked at the woman who was taking notes.
"Ok Madmae Baker, it was really nice to come and check on me, i'll try to be more social in the few next day. Sorry you wasted your time on such futilities"

"Miss Badelaine. Your face is almost the same colour as your socks. And your current clothes (Chloé was done in abBlack form fitting t-necked light sweater worn under a red more heavy sleeveless red woolen one, just as long to cover her crotch, tartan tights in red black and yellow and overknee red woolen socks, no shoes on.) are not those one would normally wear in the shower. I hate to think that people are not telling me the truth but I do think in this case there is something you may have not told me. If Miss Brittany is not socialising right now could you perhaps tell me just where she is TIED UP with something, or what the something she is TIED UP with is." A knowing smile crosses Carol's face as she emphasises Chloe's own words, unzipped her boots and stepped over the threshold

"I... I'm sorry Madame, i'm not Brittany's mum and she is free to do whatever pleases her. If you really want to meet her why don't you try the bar near the skating ring ?!"
Chloé turned even redder, she knew that she was a terrible liar and the way that Miss Baker insisted on the words TIED UP stirred something into her stomach.
"Now if you''d excuse me i have to... Excuse me but why are you taking your shoes off ?"

"I am taking my boots off, so I do not stamp mud and snow on your floor Miss. If Brittany is OK she will be back soon. All girls from this trip have been cleared out of the bar. We do not want drunkenness. If you would rather I left then tell me why, where and with what Brittany is TIED UP." Answered Miss Baker

Chloé was about to answer but she could not take her eyes off of Miss baker feet. She was wearing thick winter tights and woollen ankle socks. Chloé bit her lips, imagining what she could do with these and how she would love to wrap these tights clad ankles in ropes.
"Et bien... Heeu.. I mean..."
And then there was a crash and a muffled yelp coming from the room...

"Now what could that have been?" Pushing Chloe to one side Carol walked to the room where the noise came from, opened the door and looked in. She stood poised on one foot, her left leg raised, her socked sole pointing at Chloe as struggled her toes inside her tights.
"Chloe. Can you explain this?"

Brittany was there securely tied to a chair, gagged.

Chloé was now redder than a ripe tomato and she struggled to find an explanation to the state her roomate was in. She rushed into the room
"Ho merde Britt' ! Are you ok ?" Her hands fumbled with britt's gag. "You struggled to get free and you fell did you ?"
A little bit shaken by her fall Brittany nodded before pointing Carol with her chin. "Who's that chloé ?"
Madame Baker stepped in the room and examined Brittany's restraints carefully, making no attempt to release her. she rose an appreciative brow.
"Very good Miss Badelaine. Brittany. Could you escape without help ?"
"I don't think so." Replied the blonde captive, wiggling as much as she could in her bonds
"A good job on restraining a fellow student Chloe. Do you think you could make an adult woman as helpless?"

Chloé looked up to Miss Baker in awe, still trying to figure if she heard waht she heard
"What ? What do you mean ?"
"Young Miss Brittany here is really well tied up, to the point that she feels she can not escape. But she is young and inexperienced. Her tie ups wwould mostly be either self bondage, tied up for cowboys and Indians , or maybe an enthusiastic lover more interested in sex. Could you restrain a grown woman in her 50's who has spent many hours restrained and learning escape techniques ?"

Chloé looked at Miss Baker, trying to think if she correctly understoodd what she just heard.
"So... You want to be tied up ?"
"If you have trouble understanding me, Miss Badelaine, then I may have to tie you up to demonstrate then let Brittany here practice on me.
"Tie me up ? What sort of supervisor are you Miss Baker ?" asked an half amused, halfed worried Chloé.
"If you do not see fit to tie me up, you will soon discover what this sort of supervisor is capable of Miss Badelaine" said Carol in a cold enacing tone that sent shivers through Chloé's spine and belly.
"Is that a threat ? Or a proposal ? Must confess that i like that... Always wanted to be overpowered and tied up by some more... Mature woman.
Mais baste ! If you want me to tie you up you must loose the skirt Madame. You certainlely noticed the dress code of the chalet... And it seems that youare wearing a nie pair of woolen black tights. Would be a shame not to enjoy your legs in them."

Miss Baker left her skirt fall to the floor and stepped out. "Winter tights, not woolen, but wool socks. And pullover." She picked up a piece of rope then handed it to Chloé and turned around, holding her hands together behind her, fingers interlocked.
Chloé watched as Miss Baker's skirt slipped down her legs, revealing her thick black winter tights, her mind racing, the fingers of her clenched hand rubbing against each other as she imagined the contact of her hands upon these tights covered legs... She shook her head and exited her trance.
"Not so fast Madame !" she said as she grabbed the piece of rope that Miss Baker handed her. "You said you spent many hours restrained and learning escape techniques, so with your permission..."

She went to the door and locked it, then she closed the curtains carefully, explaining that she would ot want anyone to spot two tightly trussed up ladies in the living room of the little chalet. Then she went to her room and came back with some rope, a pair of knee high argyle socks in cream, black and brown and two foam balls. She gave the balls to Miss Baker.
"Hold them in your hands please, and hold them tight."
Miss Baker raised a surprised brow but did as she was instructed.
"Now allow me" Said Chloé as she took the argyle socks and slipped them up Miss Baker's hands and arms. They came up to just over her elbows and Chloé carefully tucked them under Carol's sweater sleeves. Holding the balls and with her fingers covered by the socks, Carol was unable to open her hands. "That should stop you from playing with the knots" winked Chloé

She then started to work on Carol's hands, tying her wrists crossed in her back with six turns of ropes vertically and then six other horizontally. She encircled Her captive's body with four turns of rope over and under her bust and around her arms and cinched them behind her back between her arms and body. As she tightened the cinching she took care of making sure the bonds were just as snug to hold Carol comfortably without any disconfort. Finally she tied her prisoner's wrist in the small of her back with another couple of rope's turns.
"Would you be kind enough to seat on the couch so that i could attend to your legs please Madame ?" asked Chloé
"But of course Miss Badelane. I fear I underestimated your skills, And that I may have to spend the night here"...
"Really ?" Asked Chloé smiling, and she added "Well if you insist, there is no way a mild mannered french young lady could refuse such an invitation." Then she knelt in front of Miss Baker.

"Now allow me to take these little ankle socks off before i restrain your ankles. I'm sure i will find them some utility later."
Chloé slipped a finger under the socks hem and pulled them off Carol's feet before tightly tying them. Then she ran her hands over Carol's legs. "These tights are lovely Madame, so soft and smooth. Love their thickness, no flesh showing through, i love that" Saying this she tied Carol's knees uneder and over, then added some more rope around her mid thigh, fumbling a little more that necessary as she passed the rope between Carol's thighs. Finally she added encore another few turns at the top of her thighs, just under Carol's crotch, with the same care she gave her mid thighs.
"There you are Miss baker, that's you, all trussed up. That should hold you, Oui ? What do you think ?"
Then Chloé went back into Brittany's room and put the chair back on her feet before pulling it whit it's carefully tied little bundle on the living room. She settled the chair near the couch and looked at her two lovely captives.
"Oh, par tous les diables, vous êtes absolument adorables !" She said a little bit too enthusiastically. "I mean... You two are cute as hell tied up like that... Finally i think i start to love this ski trip !"
"Indeed. This is the best ski trip I have ever been asked to supervise. " Said Miss Baker as she rose her legs and wiggled her feet and toes.
I believe now is the time that you tie me up ? But i think that you are going to need much much more rope mon cher...
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Post by Caesar73 »

What a nice twist - unexpected and amusing!
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Post by wolfman »

Excellent little interlude. Nice work.
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Post by ThatDino »

A nice and cozy little nugget of a story, love how down to earth and yet cheeky Miss Baker is about the situation :mrgreen: Very enjoyable comedically as well!
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Post by Caesar73 »

I look forward to Part 2 of this interlude :) A gag for Miss Baker is in order 😊
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Post by Gaggedgeekgirl »

An excellent addition to the snow bound tale.
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