Date: Fri, 4 Jan 2013 17:43:47 -0400
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: St. Mark's Academy
This is a series, it will go on as long as my imagination can keep dreaming
up scenarios for it. The content, in keeping with my reputation is raunchy
with occasional forays into cp, but as always it's a love story between the
two main characters, Charles Hockney and Toby Evans, with the unrequited
love of Jim Kirby who later in the story becomes the principal of St
John's, the third academy in the story.
I have at times found photos on the internet that conform to my idea of
what characters in this story look like, as I did in "The New Farm Boy",
and others. If you would like to know who they are and receive those pics,
just let me know.
When I started writing this, a couple of years ago I tried to keep chapter
length at about 2500 words. Recently I have realised that many of you hate
short chapters in stories you enjoy so I have combined some chapters. The
rseult is that you are not now treated to natural breaks. If, as the story
progresses you dislike the new format, let me know and I willl return to my
old style of 2500 words, or close.
The whole of this story is fiction, just wishful thinking, to remove the
yobs from our streets and turn them into decent citizens.
Also please note, I am a Brit and this takes place in England, but I have
tried to use American expressions where I think you may not be familiar
with mine, or ones that we use in the UK as well having imported them from
America.
Synopsis of the story
The United States had reintroduced slavery as a means of curbing
undisciplined and loutish behaviour by youths and to punish criminals, (see
`The Future' in Authoritarian section of nifty.org and my section in nifty
Prolific Net Authors). The United Kingdom had taken a softer line and
introduced discipline academies for adolescents that suspended the rights
of the inmates but with the intention of returning them to society for a
second chance. The scheme was expanded and before the end we have four such
academies. Charles Hockney is the Phys. Ed. Teacher in the first one and
moves on to greater things as the story progresses. On the way he finds
true love in the form of Toby Evans, a onetime detainee with a beautiful
body, personality and a brilliant mind
St. Mark's was one such academy.
St.Mark's Academy
Chapter 1
Induction
"The aim of this Academy is to give you the education and discipline that
you obviously lacked in your previous schools. You have all been sent here
as an alternative to prison. You are the first intake so you can look upon
yourselves as guinea pigs. We intend to make this Academy work so we have
every intention of making you good little pigs"
The Speaker laughed at his own humour, but no one else did.
"You will remain at St. Mark's until you have passed six G. C. S. Es.* at a
C average, or better. You will work diligently and maintain a disciplined
and smart approach to your activities, cleanliness is next to Godliness so
you will be clean at all times.
You will obey every order or request from any member of staff promptly and
without question. Punishment for disobedience, I can promise you, will be
prompt and painful. If your offence is serious enough it will also be
humiliating.
If you fail to obey a staff member, or refuse a punishment you will be sent
to me where your alternatives get smaller. A severe punishment and
humiliation at my behest, or you will be returned to the Authorities for
incarceration in an adult prison. My staff follow the same code of
conduct. "
Not one member of staff present picked up on the implications of that
statement.
"I am Dr. Rawlings and I own you until you leave here. Your human rights
have been suspended by the authorities to allow us free rein in turning you
into acceptable citizens for the world beyond this establishment. You are
all tagged and if you leave the confines of the grounds without permission,
you will be picked up and returned to the authorities. In other words the
next time you find yourself beyond the boundary fence of this establishment
you will be free men or on your way to prison.
Are there any questions?"
Complete silence until the housemasters called the names of the students in
their houses. There were an even 100 students all sixteen or seventeen
years old to be placed in five houses for living and competing with one
another at sport and academics.
Dormitories contained ten beds with the ability to expand to twenty and the
House Masters lived in small suites in between the dormitories of their
respective houses.
(*G.C.S.Es. are exams. taken at approx. 16 years old in the English
Educational system before going on to advanced certificates that take you
to university.)
"Gentlemen, welcome to Roger Bannister House, named of course after
Dr. Roger Bannister who as you may know was a noted academic and the first
man to run a mile in under four minutes. I hope you will honour his name."
The boys in all houses were settled in with a similar introduction. Their
induction consisted of collecting all their clothing requirements and wash
bags suitably filled, from the stores, sorting their academic and sport
schedules and being shown round the academy.
There was every facility expected at a fine private school, surprising most
of the boys. The only thing to dislike about their first day was no long
trousers in their uniform. Thin cotton shorts for summer, thick flannel
short trousers for winter. Short sleeved shirts for summer, long for winter
with jerseys. Underwear was T-shirts and white briefs. Sports gear was
almost obscenely small track shorts, jock straps and tank tops with
trainers, football boots, and Speedos for all as swimming was compulsory.
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Roger Bannister
House
Once equipped and assembled in one dorm, Bannister's House Master
introduced himself properly.
"Gentlemen, I am Charles Hockney, I am the sports master here and at twenty
three the youngest member of staff. I have a Sports Science degree and two
years teaching experience at a boy's public school. I hope you will find me
firm but fair. I wield a mean slipper or cane and I am almost sadistically
perfect at humiliation. I also take great delight in rewarding boys for
effort. I hope you will see much of the reward side of my nature and not
the other. Please do not test my resolve to hard discipline because I can
assure you that will be incredibly painful and embarrassing. Time for lunch
gentlemen and this afternoon you will be showing me your abilities in the
gymnasium, the swimming pool and the sports field, so sports gear, no
underwear, just jocks, bring swimwear and towel with you. Meet me in the
gym at 1300."
Chas, as staff called him stood in front of a line of twenty boys, most of
who looked about the same age as he did. Or, more precisely, he looked the
same age as them.
"Ok, everyone, swim gear on the floor by the wall and back in line with a
yard space between each of you."
"Good, now everyone drop your shorts."
There were exchanged glances before, in slow time they dropped their shorts
to their ankles. Two boys were wearing briefs.
"You two, shorts off then front and centre. What didn't you understand
about no underwear just jocks."
"I don't like jocks." from one boy and "Mine is too small." from the other.
Chas pointed to the one who didn't like them, "Go and get it on the
double."
Pointing at the other he said, "Your first lesson in obedience. What's your
name?"
"Justin Walls."
"Well Justin Walls, you have just earned yourself ten slaps, five for no
jock and five for not calling me Sir. Drop your pants and step out of
them."
Justin hesitated until Chas pushed his face right up to him and almost
screamed at him, "NOW."
Justin did displaying an incredible collection of cock and balls.
Chas grabbed his cock causing a massive intake of breath from all the boys.
"Is this why you think yours is too small?"
Blushing deeply Justin replied "Yes Sir."
"Well you're an idiot. All you had to do was come and tell me and we would
have got you a jock with a larger pouch. So you will still take the ten
slaps for being a silly boy. Legs astride, bend over and grip your
ankles. Count the slaps and if you move I will start again."
Chas was impressed. Justin took his punishment without a peep. He loved the
feel of the boy's butt as he spanked it and hoped he would get to feel it
again.
"Now shorts back on, get your jock and Speedos, return them to the store
and ask for replacements in the same size but larger pouch."
The other boy returned and was told to drop shorts and pants before being
humiliated by Chas trying to get his tackle into a too small pouch as well.
"What's your name boy?"
"Randall Hopkins Sir."
"Well Randall you get five slaps for stupidity. Drop jock, step out of it
and get your legs spread, hands gripping your ankles.
"No fucking way Jose."
"Five more for swearing boy and if you aren't in place in five seconds I'll
have you restrained and it will be ten with a cane instead."
Still no movement so Chas detailed four boys to grab him and holding a limb
each carry him to the vaulting horse that he was spread-eagled across. Legs
draped and spread over one side, arms over the other. Chas produced a cane
that when applied to Randall's bottom caused an ear splitting scream that
was repeated with each stroke. Chas knew that the cane cut across the
bottom like a red-hot poker causing a huge trenche of pain. He had
practised with it to be able to lay ten strokes on a boy's bottom without
them touching one another. The result at the end was ten perfectly spaced
red lines across Randall's bottom.
"If your brains were as big as your penis boy you probably wouldn't be
here. Go and get your jock."
Interesting start Chas thought, two boys with unusually large cocks.
Randall hobbled off deciding that he wasn't going to get anymore of those.
"Right, enough disruption, I want a basic circuit, ten repetitions of each
exercise, let's work off that lunch. I will demonstrate each and then you
are off.
One circuit eventually completed by all and Chas realised he had a fit
bunch. The slowest would still beat the time required at the end of the
course. Probably the reason half of them were here. Too much misplaced
energy.
Swimming next and again a very good performance except for Justin who,
blushing deeply admitted he couldn't swim.
"No need to be embarrassed boy, you can have the pleasure of my company
before breakfast every morning until you can swim one hundred yards."
Apart from his appendage Justin was probably the most perfect example of
the male form in this group. He was very fit and on the sports field showed
considerable ability with a football, a natural sense of balance a very
agile body and graceful, almost like a dancer in his movements. Tall for
his age, slim and with sandy almost red hair Chas estimated that the cock
he had seen was about eight inches soft and uncut.
After the showers and tea the boys were told to mark all their gear with
their names using indelible markers.
"You'll be pleased to hear I'm sure that we do your laundry for you."
Most of the boys laughed a few sneered and Chas noted those individuals.
"I want to see you in my office one at a time starting in reverse
alphabetical order so Justin you first."
Justin followed Chas through to his office and was told to sit.
"Now, would you like to tell me your life story in three minutes and the
reason you are here."
He was from a decent family, brothers all younger than him. He had passed
eight G.C.S.Es but with poor grades. He had got in with the wrong crowd,
rebelled at the discipline required by his sports coach, smashed the coach
and broke his jaw.
Most of the boys were from broken homes several of them had a history of
violence but there were a few like Justin who Chas thought would be out of
here in less than a year. Intelligent but with misused ability.
By suppertime he had profiled his entire troop.
"Lights out at ten guys, you and I for a swim at six Justin. Wake up call
for the remainder of you at seven, breakfast at seven thirty. Standard
practice is shower before bed, shower every morning. Bedding is changed
once per week so masturbation had better be done hygienically or your
sheets are going to be seriously yuk. Full medicals for all tomorrow so if
you can refrain from peeing after breakfast that would help us."
Lots of laughs at that.
End of the first day and Chas felt he had stamped his authority on the
house and would not experience too much trouble with them.
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Six fifteen saw Chas and Justin in the pool. After demonstrating method
Chas supported Justin at the waist while he tried the movements. It was in
the shallow end so when Chas released him, Justin stood up and water only
came to mid thigh. He tried to cover his groin area but wasn't quick
enough.
Chas couldn't believe his eyes.
"Take your Speedos off Justin and hold them above your head with both
hands."
Blushing like crazy Justin obeyed and Chas was looking at the biggest erect
penis he had ever seen in his life. It was a monster. He took it in his
hand and stroked it using his other hand to lift and caress the ball sac.
"If anybody else in the house sees that Justin they are going to feel very
inadequate. I wouldn't be blushing at showing it boy, I would be swaggering
around naked as much as I could."
Chas continued to stroke it watching Justin's eyes all the time.
"Do you like that boy?"
Slight grin and a, "What's not to like Sir?"
"Like me to finish what I've started?"
"Oh yes please Sir."
He didn't take long, huge ropes of sperm erupted from his cock in very
short order.
"Horny little bugger aren't you?"
"Yes Sir, but more than usually so with you touching me."
More swimming practice but Justin was now naked and hard again after Chas
had stroked his bottom a few times and rubbed his belly as well.
"Are you gay Justin?"
The look of anguish was more than enough answer.
"Don't worry, our secret."
"Really Sir?"
"Mmm, we might even get to play occasionally if you are good."
"Oh golly, thank you Sir. I think you are really sexy." That accompanied
with a little giggle.
Chas couldn't believe he had struck gold this early. He nearly always found
a gay guy to play with but it normally took longer than twenty hours. Of
course at his previous school he couldn't blatantly touch a boy the way he
could here. Dr. Rawlings had made it clear at his interview that virtually
any form of abuse was acceptable as long as the result was disciplined
boys. Homophobia would not be tolerated and nor would racial or religious
intolerance. Free hand to do what he pleased, Chas loved it.
Breakfast and then everyone into studies. Chas informed them he would be
calling them out one at a time for a full medical starting straight away
with one of the boys who had sneered at him the previous day.
"Abbott, first name Butler, unusual Butler where does that hail from?
"Nowhere you would know, the shires where the Gentlemen Farmers come from,"
all said with a sneer on his lips.
"Interesting, you won't have a problem with the medical then, you will have
seen vets examining animals in the same way as we will be examining you."
Butler looked a little alarmed, "What do you mean?" he managed to splutter
"Oh you know, hooking you up in stirrups to give you a rectal examination,
I don't suppose the Dr. will get his whole arm in like the vet does with
bovines but you get the picture."
"No one is sticking anything up my arse, that's for faggots."
"That's for you as well. Any dissent and you can explain to Dr. Rawlings,
I'm sure he will be happy to enlighten you. It was he who taught me how to
use a cane. He can space twenty over the same area that I do ten. But he
also has a very neat way of producing a series of five barred gates down
your bottom. Very picturesque and the one that crosses the other four is
spectacularly painful. I am going to start you off getting used to
punishment when you are stripped. You have now spoken to me three times
without using the word Sir, so fifteen with my bare hand."
Butler was beginning to get a bad feeling about this so he tried one last
shot.
"Unless you and the Dr. think you can overpower me you can forget it."
Chas laughed and in a milli-second had Butler cringing on his knees. Chas
was using virtually no power but he had a little finger bent in such a way
that minimal pressure would produce unbelievable pain. Chas showed him and
Butler screamed.
"Now behave yourself or I will find much worse holds to make you
uncomfortable."
Dr.'s office and Chas decided this boy needed to be broken quickly.
"Morning Abe, this is Butler Abbott, he'll strip for punishment and then he
is all yours. I'll remain to assist."
"Morning Chas, no problem. Good morning Butler, if you would strip for me,
I'll let Mr. Hockney carry out his punishment first and then we'll begin."
Butler was torn between refusing, which he wanted to do and complying to
get it over with. He refused to strip beyond his underwear as a
compromise. He couldn't believe how fast Chas was and once again he was
cringing in agony.
"That warrants another five Butler. Twenty in all, which is the maximum so
one more piece of dissent and the strokes will be from the cane not my
hand. Now remove your underpants, bend over the examination table and
spread your legs wide. Ten to each cheek."
In very short order Butler was sporting a very red butt and equally red
face at this humiliation of being spanked like a small boy in front of the
Dr.
A very compliant boy was now examined showing embarrassment but no more
dissent until the groin and arse were on line.
"I need to check that your glands are all ok Butler including that
sensitive little one inside your anus and I will be feeling your testicles
for any unusual growth and your penis for any likely blockage."
The leg stirrups were swung into place and Butler rebelled. Chas guessed he
would so with no more ado he flipped the boy over and in very quick time
laid five very neat red stripes across his bottom with the cane. The
screams were very satisfying.
"Every little dissent now and I add another five up to the maximum of
twenty and then you go to the principal."
Chas helped Abe fit Butler into the stirrup and at the same time strapped
him down at the waist. Winding the stirrups up and out Butler was very
quickly splayed wide and his legs were pulled well back giving unfettered
access to his anus and his cock and balls.
With Chas stood at the side of the table the Dr. started feeling butler's
penis all the way from base to tip before using his two thumbs to pull back
the skin and spread the piss slit. He gently ran one finger round the
exposed head eliciting a sharp in take of breath from Butler.
"Hmm, nice sensitive head there young man, should make sex a very enjoyable
experience for you."
This was the slow build up of humiliation that Chas and Abe had worked on
for stroppy students. The normal prostate check was the patient on his side
in the foetal position and just a gentle insertion of one finger. The
testicles check was done as discreetly as possible also.
Abe knew what would happen when he did the same thing only with the boy on
his back legs well spread. He took the boys ball sac in his hand, Butler
was almost instantly rock hard, but his penis was a very disappointing four
inches, which looked silly on this six foot three boy.
Chas sniggered and Butler was soon the colour of a post box.
"Don't worry Butler, quality, not quantity in your case huh."
Butler was mortified, and it got worse when he felt something cold on his
anus and then a finger sliding in.
"You can't do that, you faggot, get off my arse."
Abe pulled out and looked at Chas who quickly delivered five strokes of the
cane to the back of Butler's thighs. The screams were good.
"The other five I will hold until the examination is complete Butler, now
be quiet."
Abe went in again only this time with two fingers and started worrying the
boy's prostate with the expected effect, he ejaculated. Butler was
mortified cumming in front of these two men.
"If you would like to put a glove on Chas you can feel his prostate as
well, he has a particularly hard little bugger up there."
Butler was about to complain until he saw the look in his housemaster's
eyes. Chas went in with three fingers rotating them as soon as he entered
and pushing them all the way in. Butler grunted but came to full erection
again.
"If you make him ejaculate again Chas I can take a fresh sperm sample to
make sure this boy doesn't fire blanks."
Chas tapped the boy's prostate and finger fucked him causing maximum
humiliation until he orgasmed again producing a sizeable quantity of sperm.
"Well done lad that looks good, we'll have a look at that under the
microscope. Now, hop off the table and just pee in that bottle for me and
we'll be finished."
Still blushing furiously Butler did, after being released from his
restraints and then bent over the table again for his last five with the
cane, now a totally broken individual. Chas had strapped him down for this
last five because he intended to make them extremely painful. He didn't
pull any punches on this one, he powered in until Butler was screaming,
gave him a five barred gate making him scream even louder on the last one.
The boy that accompanied Chas back to his classroom was a totally different
individual to the one that had left it.
The medicals continued in alphabetical order for the remainder of the day
and Chas took other houses for their sports and fitness assessments. He was
pleased to realise that the Bannister's were easily the fittest of the
three he tested. Two more the next day and that would be it, time then to
organise sport for all. He did slip into the Dr.'s examination room again
just to watch Randall's medical, he wanted to see that cock hard. He wasn't
disappointed it was another monster.
Abe was in a good mood having seen a bunch of very fit very sexy young men
throughout the day.
"This one challenges you doesn't it Chas?"
Chas laughed, Randall looked bemused so Chas enlightened him.
"The Dr. had to do my medical when I came here Randall and like you and
everybody else, checking my prostate gave me an erection. He thought I had
a monster, but you might beat me."
Both adults were laughing and Randall relaxed.
"No problems with this boy Abe?"
"No, good as gold. I think young Abbott may have something to do with
that."
More laughter and Randall dressed and left.
"You think Randall and I have big ones Abe, just wait until you get Justin
Walls, he's only an average sized kid, maybe a little above average height
but what he has between his legs is almost unbelievable."
More laughter and Chas was back to work.
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The next three chapters are also quite long to give you a quick
familiarisation with the Academy and its staff.