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Dame Topping's Most Excellent Academy for Young Gentlemen (Part 3)
by
Verity
Toby
Pepperworth, aged twelve and a half, would shortly start at Dame
Topping's highly celebrated, highly extraordinary, highly academic, and
highly expensive school. The term has not yet begun, but his mother
takes him for a preliminary visit to sort out some formalities.
Before
starting at Dame Topping's Most Excellent Academy, Toby Pepperworth
needed to get measured for his new uniform, and visited with his
mother. Dame Topping said that she would also show them around. With
them was another new boy, Benedict, aged thirteen, also with his mother.
As Toby lived not far from the school, he would be a day-boy, but Dame
Topping showed them the dormitories, even took them down the corridor
to watch some boys in the showers.
'We teach them not to be shy here,' said the Dame, in her usual no-nonsense manner. 'I have no time for any silliness.'
After a moment the Dame said, 'Why don't you two boys join the others
in the shower for a little while? It would be a good way of getting
into school life, wouldn't it? I'll be able to find clean towels for
you.'
The mothers agreed, and soon all the clothes of the two
new boys had been piled on chairs, and they were sent naked to join
their new school friends in the shower, while the three ladies sat on a
bench, watching and chatting.
But Benedict, the other new
boy, seemed a little bashful at being the nude focus of so many eyes.
He had been hesitant about taking his clothes off, and was still
somewhat pink-faced, glancing at the ladies shyly from time to time,
sometimes partly covering himself with his hands.
'He's not accustomed to being bare in public,' said his mother.
'He'll soon get over it,' said the Dame. 'He'll get some on his bottom if he doesn't.'
'I see I've made a good choice of school!' said Benedict's mother.
On their way downstairs, Toby's mother said to him, 'I felt so proud,
watching you in the shower - you looked so nice. A pity your sister
couldn't have been here to see you.'
'Well, that's one good thing anyway!' said Toby.
Benedict and his mother had to leave, but the Dame, who seemed always
to have plenty of time for boys and their families, continued to show
Toby and his mother around, ending with the enormous architect-designed
and much-admired swimming pool, constructed mainly of Swedish glass,
partly indoors but also extending into the grounds.
It had a
range of diving-platforms and, inside, a large viewing gallery for the
swimming galas which, the Dame said, were a regular feature.
Toby's mother asked hesitantly, 'I believe that the swimming is nude here - even at the galas?'
'Yes, indeed, Mrs Pepperworth - swimming trunks is one item you won't
have to pack for Toby! And the families enjoy the galas - they always
come - and local people are welcome too, if they wish. We like everyone
to see what we are doing here.'
'Don't the boys mind - if they're all naked?'
The Dame laughed shortly. 'They're not allowed
to mind - they're just young boys. As you doubtless know, this is a
school for boys in the 'middle school' range, that is from
approximately eleven to fifteen, and then they go on, we hope, to the
better Public Schools.
'At their first gala, it is true, boys
of twelve or even thirteen sometimes make a fuss, and even cry not to
be naked in front of their families and the visitors, but it's very
silly, and sometimes they need a good hard smacking on the proper place.' She laughed. 'Incidentally, boys with red-hot bottoms usually swim well, and often win!'
'If I have to race bare, I won't need my bot spanking!' said Toby with emphasis, and both ladies laughed.
And thus it was. At his first gala, Toby tried not to mind having
everyone see him naked - all the other boys were naked too - and he
even tried not to mind his sister sniggering, especially when he had to
welcome his family at the door, nude, when they arrived. Again, it was
rather less difficult as the other boys had to do the same.
But he remembered what the Dame had said about one or two boys being
'difficult' on their first gala. Some wouldn't come out nude, but the
head swimming coach, Mrs Drubbing, had two strong lady assistants, and
very soon the naughty boy, though screaming and struggling,
would
be peeled like a banana, then be stood naked and crying on the poolside
for all to see. And to finish he would usually receive an extra lesson,
the kind he got turned over the knee of one of the spanking teachers,
as an example to all concerned. Miss Nicepenny, head of trigonometry,
was considered very useful for this purpose, being especially muscular.
As this was a part of the public gala, it would be all quite an
entertainment (except for the naughty boy), and there would be shrieks
of laughter and applause from the spectators' gallery, especially at
the sight of the nude youngster, when released, jumping up and down and
desperately rubbing his red bottom, with everything flopping up and
down madly in front.
As anyone can imagine, the culprit was
always very keen to get into the cool water after his spanking, when
ordered, and as the Dame had said, boys with red-hot bottoms often did
very well in the races!
Toby managed to avoid trouble simply
by coming out naked like the others without making a fuss, though it
was sometimes difficult, especially when his sister and her school
friends were there. But his friend Crispin, head chorister in the
school chapel, was not so good at avoiding the Dame's fury. At one
gala, his sister had also come with two of her school friends, Crispin
was pretty sure to see him bare, and he refused to come out on the
poolside.
But in a moment or two he was completely naked over
Miss Nicepenny's knee before all eyes, and singing a very different
song to those he was accustomed to, also performing sensational
gymnastics as the hard bottom-smacks rang out. And his bottom-rubbing,
yelling dance afterwards particularly delighted the spectators,
especially as he had by then gone completely hard in front. Some even
said that Crispin's naked dance had been the best part of the gala!
And Toby didn't have much sympathy for Crispin. He too had found it
hard to be bare - and bare for a good long time - in front of his
sister and her school friends. But in a school, he decided, better to
go with the system even if it was difficult, otherwise you get hurt. He
said as much to Dame Topping, who said that he had learned his first
and most valuable lesson, and that he would be a credit to her. Toby
thought, God forbid.
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Dame Topping's Most Excellent Academy for Young Gentlemen (Part 4)
by
Verity
Toby
Pepperworth, aged twelve-and-three-quarters, becomes accustomed to Dame
Topping's extremely distinguished but highly unconventional school. He
has to get used, among other things, to very bare legs and naked walks
in the town.
Toby Pepperworth soon settled into Dame
Topping's academy, and was very happy there. He progressed well in his
school work, as the teaching was indeed excellent, there were lots of
additional activities, also he made new friends. The downside was that
the regime was governed by some very strict rules, so that boys had to
be extremely careful not to transgress.
Some of the rules had to do with the school uniform - very smart indeed it was, but the short trousers were very
short. The Dame made regular inspections, and if a boy's trousers were
considered not short enough he was sent up to Matron - who was very
handy with sewing-machine and scissors - to have them shortened.
Sometimes the very bare legs were embarrassing for a thirteen-year-old
going to and from school. Toby was a day-boy, as he lived nearby, and
cycled to school. It was common in England at the time, when a junior
boy's school uniform included short trousers, that a boy of perhaps
twelve or more would sometimes wear jeans or track-suit bottoms to go
to and from school, and change on arrival. But the Dame was aware of
this ploy, and the practice was strictly forbidden. Any boy not wearing
correct uniform on his way to and from school got the cane on his bare
bottom - and Toby, having on a few occasions heard the screams of boys
who had been caught without short pants, was very careful not to offend.
There was another penalty to be avoided. Groups of boys were often
taken into the neighbouring towns, perhaps to the shops or more often
to some venue that was considered educational, perhaps to a gallery or
an exhibition. On these occasions, the smartness of the schoolboys, in
their red blazers, red-topped knee socks and grey shorts pants, was
very much admired. But sometimes, by contrast, the group would include
a boy who was completely naked, even with bare feet. This was the
Dame's well-known 'skinny punishment' for boys who had been especially
troublesome, and it was a particular humiliation for the boy if he had
also been spanked, since of course a naked boy can't hide the evidence
of a recent bare-bottom spanking - so people would smile and point to
the culprit's rosy-red bottom-cheeks, shamefully evident like a pair of
ripe tomatoes for all to see. This was largely because a schoolboy on a
'skinny' was strictly forbidden to cover any part of himself, as it
would naturally make the punishment less effective. Also, he could not
carry anything whatever in his hands, such as a blazer, book or folder.
Toby was unfortunate enough to get a 'skinny' once. He had carelessly
kicked a football in a forbidden area, shattering a window in the
staffroom.
It happened that this was a day when Toby's class
went on a museum visit, with nude Toby, squirming with embarrassment,
as part of the group. On the way to the museum he prayed that they
might not meet anyone he knew, but in this he was unfortunate in being
spotted by their gossipy neighbour Mrs Featherleigh. She could of
course have been tactful and pretended not to notice (as most people
did), but no, she seemed to have an unfortunate sense of humour in
pretending to think that Toby was wearing a new style of uniform. She
said that she liked him in it much better than in the other, and asked
him to turn this way and that, scarlet-faced, for his 'uniform' to be
admired. And the abashed youngster had no choice but to comply, as the
eagle-eyed teacher in charge was keeping a close watch on him.
Still, Toby thought, it could have been worse - at least he didn't have
a red bottom. ('That's a rarity!' said his sister when she heard).
Also, it was a very warm day, and Toby learned later that some of the
other boys almost envied him, being naked in the hot weather.
But, to complete his shame, the naughty boy on a 'skinny' would be
given his evening bath by two of the girls from St Agatha's school next
door. Dame Topping would ask for volunteers to come over, and there
seemed to be no shortage.
The young culprit's bath would be
thorough and totally bare-handed, with the girls' agile fingers soaping
diligently in every nook and cranny of the wriggling, squealing nude
youngster, while friends of the two girls - who usually came through
with them - giggled and applauded. Dame Topping, too, came in now and
again to supervise approvingly.
Sometimes, with all the
attention, the naked youngster became completely hard in front, and
then, in the Dame's terms, had to be 'attended to'. This was carried
out briskly but vigorously, with one of the schoolgirls in front, her
grasp tight, working fast and diligently, and the other behind,
energetically smacking the naughty boy's bottom until it was crimson,
or with fingers wiggling deeply between his rear cheeks, both girls'
brows furrowed with effort - until the young culprit, yelling and
dancing naked on the bathroom floor, exploded like a bomb - and perhaps
again and again.
When Toby was given his bath he was outraged
when one of the girls said, 'Oh good, he's one of the very nice ones!'
But at least he didn't have to be 'attended to'.
It was
different for his friend Raff, who received a 'skinny' a few days
later. Toby heard his top-volume shrieks in the bathroom that evening,
and knew well what it was about. He wasn't sure whether or not to be
envious - but he guessed that he would know soon enough.
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