Date: Tue, 12 Feb 2019 13:17:03 +0000 From: Chris Johns Subject: St. Georges Special Academy. This is chapter 1 of a 10 chapter story, 35,698 words long. It is complete and I will submit a new chapter every few days. I also have pictures of some of the character as I think of them. St. Georges Special Academy Chapter 1 If you were touring in England and drove into Benson, you would remark what a quaint little town it was. The high street probably hadn't changed much in two hundred years. Most of the houses had been converted into twee little shops. No modern super stores no big name retailers except for an M&S Express which had obtained planning permission to convert two houses into a general store. The houses were mostly Tudor or very early Edwardian, but every one of them was immaculate, inside and out, with perfectly manicured gardens. Many of the side roads were still cobbled and it was not a rare sight to see pony and traps still being used, particularly in the mornings when wives, or in rare cases servants, drove the master to the railway station to catch the express to London where most of them worked. The remainder of the men were either gentlemen farmers or shopkeepers, but, as all the shops were specialist antique shops and the like, the whole community would be considered wealthy. The amazing thing was that the average age was very low. Most of the men still held sway over young families. Health wise there was a small clinic with one doctor in attendance, and a nurse, but they had a private ambulance for hospital cases. Education wise, there was a kindergarten. A luxury coach picked up the juniors to take them to the next town, and the same applied to high school aged children, although not many of those because they had St. George's Special Academy. An unusual school with an unusual setup. Expensive, exclusive, and one that was known for its incredibly intense discipline. It was also one where the health of the students was monitored very closely by a whole team, not just a school doctor. Most of the wealthier parents in the town sent their offspring there if they could get them in. Even with the sky high fees not all of the local people that wanted their little darlings to go were successful. There were bursaries, awarded to local children from the resident population, and it was residential. A boy or girl might be able to walk to school, but they still had to live in. The school was coeducational and it was only the dorms that were segregated. Years 11 and 12 had single rooms. Years 9 and 10 had double rooms, and the remainder slept in 20 boy/girl dormitories. The headmistress, the head of sport and the health monitor were women. The doctor was a very young man and the nurse, although very young and pretty was a no nonsense disciplinarian. There were no senior male staff. The closest you could get to that was the coach for male sports. He was young, a counsellor, and gay. The headmistress, head of sports and the health monitor hated boys. Most of the staff were single women. The big exception was the history head of department. She was a no nonsense married woman, but as most of the boys found out, a very fair lady. Discipline was heavily weighted towards embarrassment and humiliation. Boys complained to their parents, but those parents had their eyes on results. It was almost never that a boy or girl left the school without the qualifications for the university of their choice. Into this rarefied academic and sports oriented atmosphere walked Delta and Omega Zavros, accompanied by their parents. The boys had been selected for interview, which didn't mean a place was theirs, yet. The interview board consisted of the three senior women. "Mr and Mrs. Zavros, the twins academic and sporting record is impressive enough for this first interview with you present. If they are successful a further interview will take place with us, but no parents present. I would like you both to read this contract before we continue." The parents were handed one sheet of paper with a very simple contract typed on it. Basically it handed over all discipline, sex education, diet and dress to the school. Both parents signed it without a qualm. "Before you hand back those contracts, please understand that discipline is outside the normally accepted guide lines for state schools. We believe in embarrassing a student who does wrong, or in worst case scenarios, humiliating them. Corporal punishment is used rarely in this school even though our charter allows it." George Zavros looked at his two sons as he replied. "I am sure that will be monumentally beneficial to these two, Headmistress." Contracts accepted and Ms. Gorton introduced the other two women. "My health specialist is Ms. Ashford and the senior sports coach is Ms. Kember." Ms. Kember was a very impressive black woman who looked like a body builder. Delta and Omega were impressive as well, for 14 year olds. They were self-confident, articulate, and when asked to stand and remove their jackets, showed well-formed bodies. After a series of searching questions about academics the headmistress spoke to the parents again. "These boys are most impressive. I think if you and I retire to my study and leave the boys to my two deputies I should be able to give you their acceptance before you leave today." Turning to the two boys Ms. Gorton spoke again. "The ball is firmly in your court now. Provided Ms. Ashford and Ms. Kember are satisfied with a preliminary inspection you will be joining this school next term." George spoke before following the headmistress. "Don't let me down now or I will be exceedingly displeased." The boys knew what that meant. A sore bottom and reduced privileges for several weeks. ********************* The two women stood and walked round to the front of the desk. Ms. Ashford spoke. "The Physical routine in this school is very strenuous so we like a closer look at you before acceptance. I would like you both to disrobe to your underpants." The boys looked aghast, first at each other, and then at the two women. "You are joking aren't you Miss?" "No Omega I am not. If you are not undressed for me in one minute I will take this first inspection even further." Omega wasn't stupid, underpants featured in his thinking. "Do it Delta, fast." It took 37 seconds for Delta and 39 for Omega. They stood now, hands covering their crown jewels, feet close together. "Stand up very straight, chin in, chest out, wrists grasped behind your head." Very reluctantly the boys complied with the instruction. Ms. Ashford nearly drilled a hole in their underwear scoping out their groins, and Ms. Kember spent so much time feeling their bodies that both boys had chubbies, and were nearly erect when they were told they could dress again. Both ladies had noted the chubbies and were impressed as these boys were only 14 years old. Both boys were sweating when they re-joined their parents. Ms. Ashford handed a note to the headmistress before leaving. "A slight reluctance to obey an order from my health specialist, but in all other respects a satisfactory inspection." She looked hard at Omega before speaking again. "I am pleased to offer both boys a place at the beginning of next term. My secretary will show the boys a room where all of their measurements can be taken for their school kit and I will take the time to show you round the school." The boys found themselves totally naked for this next piece of embarrassment as a tailor took every conceivable measurement. The only thing he didn't do was get them erections, and that only because they knew the length of their erect penises. "Mine is exactly 6 inches, and Delta is 5 ½." "That is very impressive young man for 14 year olds. Now you may get dressed." They had hardly stepped in the door of their house when they besieged their father. They told him what happened in the two absences of their parents. "Please, Dad, don't send us there. They are all deviates." George laughed. "Well, after some of your antics at your last school you should be right at home." The summer holiday was a nightmare for the two boys. They tried to imagine what the school would be like when their interviews had been so embarrassing. Before they knew it, the first day of term was on them. "You can just wear jeans, T shirts and trainers as you will be fully equipped when you arrive. Your laptops, iPhones and toilet gear are in the cases. I've been told to just drop you at the main entrance as we have already done all the registration etc." When they pulled up at the main entrance there were a few more new boys and girls, but no one in school uniform. Not surprising really as it was still only 8 o clock. They said good bye to their father, with the admonition that they behave themselves and make him proud. In through the main doors to their first shock. "Pay attention. Pick up one of the plastic bins, spread out and put your cases into it. Write your name on the identification tab, then remove all of your clothes. For the boys that means all, for the girls that means all except your panties and bras." That appeared to be very divisive and unfair. One boy made his feelings clear. "What's your name, Boy?" "Tony Archer, Miss. If we have to be naked, why not the girls?" "Because, Archer, you boys will perv the girls, but I doubt the reverse is true." She was wrong. When the boys were naked the girls were all giggling as they scoped out the boys groins and made obvious comments about their size. The new senior boys were scoped out the most, and even Tony Archer and Omega had a good look. They were then marched off to their dorms where their beds and lockers were marked with their names. It was a senior boy that escorted them and they noticed how subservient he was to the female inductor, but how relaxed be became when he was just with the boys. "Is this kind of action typical?" Archer asked. "Afraid so. The women all hate boys and spend as much time as they can embarrassing and humiliating us. Get used to it. You will spend a lot of time naked, but you will all have enviable academic records. You work hard to stay clothed. The picture on top of your lockers shows how you are to dress, the number alongside tells you the articles you must wear. Do not deviate from the list, it's not worth it." Briefs, white T shirt, white dress shirt, grey trousers, school tie, black socks, black shoes, maroon jacket. Their school briefcases were already loaded with what was required. The senior boy produced detailed maps of the school. "Check your rota, find your classroom on the map and memorise your way there. At exactly 8.30 you will leave your dorm and proceed to your first class." Older boys left for their dorms and Delta and Omega got ready before talking to Archer and the other boys in their group. "Have you noticed how tight fitting briefs and trousers are, and my T shirt doesn't have any room in it either?" "Yes, it's almost as though we have all been given clothes that are one size too small. My cock and balls don't like being so restricted. I bet I spend most of the day erect." The others laughed but agreed with him. "Yes, and with my 6 inches there is no way I can hide it." All eyes flew to Omega's groin, and then they all laughed. Tony was obviously going to show as the extrovert. "Wow, Omega that is serious man meat for a 14 year old. I thought I was well blessed but that is impressive." The other boys nodded as well, particularly the younger ones. Time to go and the boys all left their dorm and headed for their first class. Classes generally were small, no more than fifteen. Omega, Tony and Delta walked into there's, followed by three girls that had joined with them. The class was History and the teacher was in there already. She was impressive by any standards, very tall, and broad, but it was noted that her eyes were kind eyes. "Come in boys and girls." She looked at her watch. "We have about ten minutes before you are joined by the remainder of the class. You can all sit at the front until I get to know you and then you can sit with any friends that you make." All settled and the teacher started. "Firstly, I am Mrs. Purvis. I will be your first point of contact if you need to talk to a member of staff about something other than a particular academic subject. Now, this talk is aimed mainly at the boys. Because traditionally the boys have performed less well than girls, this school has developed a system that comes down harder on boys, so, even if you are top of the class you will still feel that girls are getting preferential treatment. That will not, however be the case in my classes, so girls please note. Even the smallest breach of rules or good manners are punished with public nudity. That is purely for embarrassment. If the breached rule is serious enough humiliation will follow. For boys that is easy because their genitals are already on display. For girls it is more difficult, but removal of pubic hair is embarrassing for both sexes." Everyone gasped at that, and the boys all looked at each other. "Serious breaches of rules can see you spend your whole day naked. Corporal punishment is used rarely, but when it is the headmistress has the whole school assembled to witness it. That is also carried out naked. The doctor will be carrying out a full medical sometime in the near future but after that Ms. Ashford will see you all once a month to check on your progress. Be cognisant of the fact that Ms. Ashford is very thorough and brooks no silly bashfulness when she asks you to carry out an order. Boys, she will often have a girl student in attendance at these inspections as part of her remit on sexual development and sex education. Do not balk at orders given during these inspections because the result is hugely more embarrassing and humiliating than carrying out her order. Because most of you boys are going through or have just gone through puberty at this time she is even more thorough than she is with the younger boys. Finally, know that you can come to see me at any time, day or night if you have a personal problem. I will give you details of my cell phone number and my suite in the staff quarters." There were three worried faces by this time. Omega, Delta and Tony. The girls were just thoughtful looking forward to lessons with the other teachers, more than lessons with this one. The remainder of the class trooped in a few minutes later and the lesson got underway. Mrs Purvis was an interesting and enthusiastic teacher and by the end of the lessons the new boys and girls were pleased and impressed. That all changed in the next lesson. The break was too short for the established students to brief the new ones and Tony fell foul of the teacher quite quickly. True to their discussion in the dorm, the boys got erections. The new boys forgot about the brief not to be seen to adjust themselves and Tony was the first one picked up on it. Only a few minutes into the lesson the teacher noticed him with his hand in his crutch. "Archer, stand up." Tony did, with his hands in front of his groin. "What do you think you are doing?" "Nothing, Miss." "Don't tell me untruths. You were playing with yourself." "No Miss, I was just adjusting myself." Tony thought that was the smart answer because it was also the truth. "Well come to the front of the class and face your fellow students." Tony did, keeping his hands in front of his groin. The teacher, Ms. Anderson, moved to the side so that she could see Tony's front as well. "Now, Archer, you may undress, completely, and show us what needs adjusting." Tony almost went into shock. He looked at the class and then Ms. Anderson. "I mean now. Any delay and you will be running round the grounds for the next hour, naked." Tony remembered the brief the senior boy had given them. With a face getting redder by the minute, Tony started to undress. When he got to his briefs he looked at Ms. Anderson again. "Those as well Archer and then you can put your hands on top of your head." Tony wanted to cry. Despite the embarrassment his cock had remained erect so when his hands came clear of his groin the whole class gasped. He was a good match for Delta, but not quite as long and thick as Omega. "Now Archer, show us how you would adjust that." Tony, using one finger moved his penis so that it was vertical and hugging his tummy. "Why that position, Archer?" Tony wanted to die as he looked round the class and could see all of the girls eyes almost boring a hole in his cock. The new girls particularly were mouths agape at this sight. "Because the waist band of my briefs holds it in place better, Miss." "Very well, put your briefs back on and show us." Tony did, but he still had his cock head sticking out of his waist band. "Very good. You may now return to your seat. You can finish dressing at the end of the lesson." "Nice cock," was the comment from a girl as he passed her returning to his seat. Ms. Anderson heard it and frowned at the girl, but took no action. The boys picked up on it. Lesson finished and Tony very quickly dressed or he knew he would be late for third period. The lesson had been learnt well because all of the boys managed to get through the remainder of the day without having to strip. Back in the dorm after last lesson to shower and change into sweats, which they were allowed to wear for the remainder of the day. It was like a Christmas present. The sweats were loose allowing the boys genitals freedom of movement because they didn't have to wear briefs. No assignments to do first day, but they had to sort their clothing lockers, and the personal gear that they had to leave was returned to them, minus their iPhones. A senior boy appeared in the dorm after supper and gathered the new boys round him having brought the girls from their dorm. Some of the boys were laying around with nothing on and quickly had to cover up. "That's not on, Watkins. Bringing girls into our dorm." The senior boy blushed. "I know, I'm sorry. I would normally do this in a tutorial room, but Ms. Ashford ordered this. I think they are looking at increasing the humiliation meted out to boys this term, so watch it." The new girls were taking this all in with grins on their faces. Watkins got back to his brief. "You will note that your cell phones have been withheld. You will also find that many sites you may have visited on your computers have been blocked. The only sites of a sexual nature you can get into are purely educational, but pretty impressive. Unfortunately showing much more of the male body than the female. The only other things that have been removed are pornographic magazines." He looked at Tony with a sad expression on his face. "They found yours Tony. I think you will be called up at assembly tomorrow morning and be made to strip before the whole school. I don't know whether corporal punishment is going to be rendered or just an embarrassing dressing down. Whatever it is, obey every order smartly, it can only help." Tony went to bed that night full of trepidation. He looked haggard the next morning having not slept a wink. He ate no breakfast and was almost catatonic when he arrived in assembly. The headmistress wasted no time. "Tony Archer, join me on the stage." Tony could hardly walk he was so frightened. The headmistress pointed to a spot painted on the floor. "Face the school and strip, completely, including shoes and socks." By the time he was naked, Tony could hardly stand he was shaking so hard, and it got worse when he was told to grip his wrists behind his head and place his feet three feet apart. "This dirty boy brought a pornographic magazine into this school. This is the punishment for an ordinary porn magazine, but this boy brought in a homosexual magazine. That is disgusting. Jane Munro. You are head girl so I am going to give you the pleasure of recommending the further punishment for this object." The silence was deafening as the whole student body waited for the verdict. "I think he should be made to perform a sexual act depicted in the magazine he brought into school." "That is very good, Jane. Why don't you come up and choose it." Tony nearly died when he saw Jane's finger alight on a picture of a boy giving another boy a blowjob. The headmistress turned to the students again. "I would like a volunteer boy from 11 or 12 class to receive a blowjob from Archer." There were no takers until she added. "The recipient will receive three forgiveness cards." Immediately a dozen hands shot up. The cards were traded for huge sums because they got you off a punishment. Ms. Ashford was consulted. "Which of the volunteers has the longest penis?" Ms. Ashford grinned. "Oh that will be Bellamy. He is the longest in the school at a little over 10 inches." "Bellamy, on the stage please. Bring a chair with you." The boy that stood on the stage was impressive. Seventeen years old and he looked more like an academic than a jock. He was slim with a very pleasant looking body. A swimmer's body. When ordered to strip he did so with no sign of embarrassment. His groin area was hairless, like most of the swim team because they trained naked and hairless meant faster through the water. "Stand sideways, Bellamy. Archer, on your knees and get Bellamy an erection." Tony was crying now. This humiliation was awful. He did as he was told though, and it was so thrilling playing with this cock that grew quickly to its full ten inches, as the skin retracted from the head. Tony almost orgasmed, it was, to him, the most exciting sight he had ever seen. Bellamy was then ordered to sit and Tony had to blow him to orgasm. He loved it. He played with Bellamy's balls as well and stroked his inner thighs. It was such a turn on that Tony had a monstrous hard on as well. At 14 years old his cock looked as impressive as Bellamy's did. When Bellamy looked ready to orgasm, Jane spoke again. "I think he should swallow Bellamy's ejaculate, Headmistress otherwise we will have a mess on the stage." Tony did, with no problem, except the shame he felt doing it in front of the whole school. Made to stand and face the school after that was the worst part of the punishment because his cock was so hard it hugged his tummy and garnered a huge number of gasps from both boys and girls. "Get dressed again Archer, and pray I never see you here for punishment again." Tony dressed and re-joined the student body. Walking back to his place he began to feel much better. Lots of boys told him how impressive they thought he was and girls asked him if they could try to turn him straight again, because it was quite obvious that he had loved blowing such an impressive cock. Of course there were a few derogatory remarks, but they were in the minority. Omega made him feel the best. "Anytime you like I will pleasure that piece of man meat. It is awesome, Tony, and so pretty as well." Tony had to drop his head so that no one would see the huge grin spread across his face. *************************************************************************