By Richard
Harling
harlingrichard@yahoo.com
Copyright 2020 by Richard Harling all rights reserved
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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions
of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young
teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in
this story should be attempted in real life, as that would be harmful
and/or illegal. If you are not of legal age in your community to read
or view such material, please leave now. * * * * *
A dream finally met
Richard Harling
Summary
The headteacher of Harris Academy had fought tooth and nail for the
right to introduce this punishment. Nothing was going to stop her from
enjoying herself on this warm summer day.
It took Liz MacKay three years to get to here, but the day had finally arrived.
Now, just months from her retirement as headteacher of Harris Academy,
she would be seeing her first and only “candidate”. A whole lot of
negotiating with the district legal team had got her to the point where
she would soon be seeing the young man put through the most memorable
few moments of his life. She was ready.
Jordan Potter
was standing before her, redder than he had ever been before. The words
of the letter he received just this morning during registration were
running through his head in torment.
“You have
been selected as the Year 11 boy who is to be punished for consistent
misbehaviour during your final two years at the Academy. This morning,
at 11am prompt, you are to present yourself to my office and wait
outside.
You will be taken into my office, where you
will undress to your underwear and await your punishment in silence.
The punishment will involve one of the Year 8 girls, of my selection,
to witness you remove your remaining clothing. You will stand in
silence with your hands on your head for a period of no longer than two
minutes, while me and the girl survey your body.
Immediately
after this, the girl will leave the room and you will receive five
spanks to the buttocks, which will be undertaken by me.
You will then be allowed to leave the room.
Take note of the following specific instructions.
You
will present yourself to the medical room at 9.30am and collect a
razor, scissors and shaving foam. The nurse will close the curtains to
give you full privacy, while you remove any pubic hair you may have.
The reason you must do this is to allow for proper inspection of your
body.
If you fail to follow any of these steps, you
will be taken into the staffroom forcefully and stripped of your
clothes in there, with a much bigger audience.
Your parents have given permission for this punishment, which also is permitted under a new local regulation.
Ms MacKay
Headteacher”
They were horrific words to any boy. Jordan had not been especially bad
over his school life, but was quite cheeky at times. Not today, though.
Today, the sixteen year old was going to feel too humiliated to be
cheeky to anybody.
He found himself standing on the
thick carpet of the office, looking at the magnolia wall straight
ahead. The office was quite sparse and modern, which was surprising for
an ageing headteacher. He expected trinkets and ornaments.
His hands were strategically placed over the bulge in his briefs. He
wasn’t erect. In fact, far from it. He cried quietly, in order to not
allow the nurse to hear, while he was removing his pubes. He knew he
would soon be showing his entire body off to the headteacher and her
chosen girl. She was there as well. Sitting on a grey plastic chair
against the wall. A pretty girl; Gemma Longley. Long brown hair to her
shoulders. She was very slim and very attractive to his eye. She was
able to feast her eyes on his pale, smooth skin. He hated the fact
that, very soon, she would be seeing every inch of him- literally!
He stood before them both in his royal blue midi briefs. They were so
short in height that they would just normally meet the top of his pubic
hair, but that had been removed, and a light pink area remained where
it was. Jordan wondered if the two people in the room were getting any
sexual satisfaction from this or if it was just the satisfaction of
punishing him they were craving.
Gemma felt very damp
in her own underwear. If Liz had not already passed the menopause, she
would also be damp. She was still just as keen as Gemma to see this boy
naked. Both were aware he had shaved his pubic hair just a little while
ago, which would give a clean view of his genitals.
“Right, Jordan. Hands on your head for us!”
He reluctantly started to move his hands up and away from the front of
him, knowing his boy bulge would now be visible. He felt his face
redden further as his hands reached the top of his head. Gemma and Liz
glared at his underwear as his fingers locked together on his crown.
This was almost unbearable for Gemma; an adolescent girl about to see
an adolescent boy naked. Her right leg was tightly crossed over the
other. She felt uncomfortable down below.
“Turn around now and I will remove your underwear”
My God! She meant business. The embarrassed boy started to turn around
until he was facing the other wall. The horrible though that, very
soon, he would be naked now entered his head. His headteacher stepped
up to the boy, whose briefs tightly wrapped around his narrow rear and
slid the first two fingers of her hands down the sides of them. Jordan
stiffened as he felt her fingers enter his underwear.
Smoothly, but definitely, his headteacher started to slowly push them down.
The instinct of the boy was to place his hands quickly down onto his
boy parts again. Even though they could not be seen from his position,
he was scared in case either of the females walked around to look. He
felt just how devoid of hair he was down there. He now knew his briefs
were pulled right down and his rear was on full display.
The headteacher and the girl enjoyed every moment of the underwear
coming down, and both continued to stare at his narrow body as the
briefs were brought down his legs until they landed around his ankles.
“Step out of your underwear now, Jordan. Then, you must turn to face this way again”
He did as he was told, fearful of the consequence of not doing so.
Lifting his feet, left and then right out of his gathered briefs, he
knew he would soon be further humiliated. Slowly, he turned around to
face the wall behind the desk again, catching the eye of Gemma as he
did so, but not wanting to hold a gaze. The girl was loving this. A boy
older than her with his hands cupped over his private parts. Nothing
else to hide his privacy. Both her and the headteacher wanted to see
what his parts were like. The shape and size of sixteen year old
boyhood.
Liz Mackay looked down at the hands of Jordan. She had to formulate a sentence without sounding overly excited.
“Put your hands back on the top of your head, Jordan”
He stared her in the eyes, pleading for her mercy. She had seen enough already.
“Miss. Do I have to?”
“Yes, young man. Otherwise I will take you to the staffroom”
Jordan looked at her once more. The woman who would soon be seeing every bit of him naked.
He knew there was no point.
With immense reluctance, he lifted his hands up.
An audible gasp came from the mouth of Gemma. Jordan Potter now had his
full, nude body on show. There was nothing at all vulgar about it. Just
male nudity in its purest form, really.
The two females said not a word. Instead, they looked at his marvellous genitalia. Sixteen. Hairless and overt.
His almost white tail was thin but long. The end was covered by a
tapered and puckered foreskin, while behind it was his tight and
equally bald scrotum. It was darker in colour. A similar shade to his
mons, due to the shave earlier.
Gemma’s headteacher
allowed her to enjoy a few more moments of the flacid dick and balls
just seven feet away from her, before issuing her next instruction.
“You can leave the room now, Gemma, because I am going to do the rest of the punishment”
The young girl got up from her chair and smiled slightly as she walked
past the naked teenager. She knew that, in seconds from now, he would
be over the lap of the Ms MacKay, buttocks splayed and in receipt of
five sound hand spanks.