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The Stepford Husbands
by Agatha
Part One
Peter was in shock. He had never known or experienced such humiliation inall his young life. Peter was thirteen years old, and had up until now, leda happy and reasonably unhindered life. The death of his father and the subsequentinsurance payout had allowed his mother to do something she had always wantedfor her young son… to send him to the most private and exclusive schoolshe could afford.
Had she known exactly what her young son was to experience, she might havechanged her mind.
"Stand still boy until I tell you otherwise." The voice of the young femaleprefect echoed across the courtyard. Her voice was clipped and well modulatedand had a ring of authority to it, although she was yet to turn sixteen yearsof age.
Peter shivered as he stood to attention, his face colouring to a profuseand deep shade of crimson. His young cheeks were burning as the pretty youngprefect positioned him and three other naked boys into a square formation inthe middle of the school's large courtyard. Two of the boys, each standingside by side at a distance of exactly two arms-lengths apart, were made tostand facing the two other boys at a distance of two arms lengths. A vaultinghorse had been placed on the stone cobbling of the yard, the leather coveredpadding of its surface showing the results of constant use. The legs of thevaulting horse had been shortened many years ago, to enable young boys to bebent over it with their legs spread apart and their heads and shoulders hangingdown over the other side, ready for their punishment.
A metal cabinet had been placed by the side of the vaulting horse. It stoodon four sturdy rubber wheels and contained two drawers at the top with a cupboardunderneath. The top of the cabinet was encased in a heavy lid which had twohandles. The handles not only facilitated the lifting of the lid but also provideda convenient grip for steering and accurately manoeuvring the heavy medicalcabinet; although it had seen as much use as the vaulting horse, the mirrorlike surface of the electroplated nickel silver, or e p n s, shone so brightlyin the sunlight that Peter was unable to look directly at it.
Hilary looked at her young charges, their naked bodies thrilling her as shewalked between them. Their bodies displayed not a single hair, apart from thatwhich grew on their heads. Nonchalantly she lifted the long cane she held inher hand and turned to a slim blonde haired boy who was standing opposite Peter.She lifted the cane further so that the tip of the slim bamboo was touchingthe underside of his flaccid penis, raising his penis up and away from hisbody.
"Well, Gerald my boy, you know what Miss Trent will do with this once youhave been caned, don't you? Does it not make you feel ashamed, to be made toejaculate in front of all the girls?" She moved forward and lowering her cane,took hold of the young boy's flaccid penis. She squeezed the soft pale fleshbetween her slender fingers, before pushing the foreskin back until it wouldstretch no further.
"Keep still." Her hand moved steadily backwards and forwards until she feltthe flesh harden and begin to throb. The boy's slim body shivered and shookwith embarrassment and humiliation as well as with his sexual arousal as shecasually stimulated him to a full but involuntary erection. Suddenly, she letgo of his stiffened flesh, watching the plump column bob up and down as itstood out rigidly from his body. She cupped her hand and brought it up betweenhis legs, closing her fingers delicately around his testicles as her palm touchedhis scrotum. She heard him gasp at the sensual contact as she fondled the softorbs within the tightened scrotal sac.
It was not by accident that Hilary had been able to make the boy erect soquickly. She, like all the young prefects, had been taught thoroughly how tohandle the genitalia of young boys. At the age of fifteen she was an expert,not only in the physical handling of all of the young schoolboys, but alsoin verbal humiliation.
She was one of twelve prefects who had all been chosen because of their aptitudeand… in the experienced view of Miss Marchbank, the vital ingredient… theirstunning beauty.
Miss Marchbank had long since discovered the extra control a pretty girlcould exert over young boys. The school had seventy-two female pupils and onlytwelve boys. The boys' ages ranged from twelve to fifteen years old, whereasthe girls, who also started at twelve years old, were allowed to stay on untilthey were eighteen. The imbalance in male to female pupils was entirely deliberateand was part of a long established tradition at the school.
Hilary was dressed in her school uniform of white shirt and tie and pleatednavy blue tunic, which was worn very short. The tunic was beautifully tailoredto a length well above mid-thigh, showing most of her long and lightly tannedlegs. Her blonde hair was drawn back, amplifying the exquisite definition ofher young features. Her face was lightly made up, which accented the beautifulcobalt blue of her eyes and the perfection of her beautifully shaped lips.She was well aware of the effect her looks had on the young boys at the schooland used her beauty at every opportunity to cause them the maximum of embarrassment.
"Argggghhh." The boy gasped as she deliberately let her fingernails scoreover the underside of his scrotum, making him shiver and shake. She lookedinto his blushing face, noting the anguish in his eyes as she toyed with hisbody.
Abruptly she let him go and walked to stand by the caning horse. "Right allof you… Quickly now, hands on your heads and legs spread at shoulderwidth." She watched as the naked boys struggled to obey. Although they allobeyed promptly she moved behind the boy standing next to Gerald and casuallydelivered a crisp stroke of the cane to his bared bottom.
"sssssSSSSSSS". He hissed, as he struggled to maintain his position. Shereached around his waist and took hold of his penis, aware that the two boysopposite could not take their eyes off her slender fingers as she casuallyhandled his timid flesh. They watched her every move, perhaps fearing thatthey themselves would soon be subjected to the same treatment. To her delightshe noticed that their penises did not seem quite so flaccid as she pulledthe boy's foreskin back and exposed him fully to the stares of the other boys.She moved her fingers from side to side, making his captured penis slap againsthis hips as she forced him to a full and reluctant erection.
"I really don't understand why you boys can't control yourselves better." Shechided the unfortunate boy, as she slapped his erect member with the tips ofher fingers. "Now all of you stand straight and arch your backs, you alreadyknow that Miss Trent will have no hesitation in adding to your punishment."
Hilary could feel the boy shiver as she let go of his penis and placed herhand gently on his hip before slowly moving her hand over his goose-pimpledflesh and around to his buttocks. She let her fingertips slide between thedeep crevice of his bottom cheeks, feeling him flinch and gasp in anguish asshe explored the soft contours of his flesh. She was interested in the newboy, but had decided to observe his reactions as she demonstrated her powerover the other boys. She could see that he was already shivering with anguishand embarrassment, but was delighted to see that his penis which was much largerthan that of the others was already beginning to stiffen.
She felt sure that this involuntary erection was perhaps causing him themost distress. With a light slap on the boy's buttocks she moved away fromhim and moved to stand in front of Peter. He blushed immediately as he wasconfronted by close proximity of the startlingly pretty young prefect. He lookeddown at the floor, the humiliation almost too much for his timid nature asHilary stood in front of him and raised his chin with her slender fingers sothat he could not avoid looking into her eyes.
"Well, what have we here? A new boy… Peter isn't it? Well Peter welcometo Rochville! So tell me young man… what have you managed to have donein such a short time to deserve punishment mmmm?
The young boy started to stammer and shake as she held his head up so thatshe could look into his eyes. "Well, I am waiting for an answer."
"I d'don't know miss. The nurse told me to go out and join the others… Imean these boys here!"
"Well I can tell you, young man, that unless you learn to obey the rules,you will be attending quite a few of these little punishment sessions."
Although she was dying to handle the pale plump flesh of his penis and testicles,she resisted the temptation; instead she moved to stand in front of the fourthboy. She looked down at his penis in a leisurely fashion, watching his eyesfollow hers, before she nonchalantly took his penis delicately between herfinger and thumb. She was not surprised to feel the turgid flesh pulse withthe sudden intimate contact. She did not move her fingers; instead she heldthe flesh lightly as she looked into his eyes. Her pretty face was only inchesfrom his as she spoke to him.
"It seems Ian, that you have lost control of yourself already. Why is yourpenis stiff, come along, I want an explanation?"
The boy blushed profusely, his cheeks turning bright red as he stammereda reply. "I am sorry miss, I d'don't know why."
Hilary smiled at his discomfort, feeling his penis stiffen between her fingersas she moved forward slightly so that the material of her short pleated tuniccould rub across the very tip of his erect member.
She felt him shudder as she swayed her hips gently. She closed her fingersover his flesh and grasped his penis firmly so that he could not escape theacute sensation. Once more she let the material brush against the sensitiveopening of his erect penis, this time he shuddered uncontrollably, trying toforce his hips back to escape her torment. To his dismay she held him firmlyand looked into his eyes. "Stand still young man, I won't have disobedience."
Once again she swayed her hips, making him shiver and gasp in anguish atthe acute, almost torturous, stimulation to the very tip of his penis. At lastshe let go of him and stood back, smiling with satisfaction as she observedhis erect penis was now bobbing up and down as it pulsed with sexual arousal.
She returned to her original position by the vaulting horse and apprisedthe pale bodies of the four naked young boys. Three of the boys she had handledwere displaying erect and throbbing penises, which stood outwards and upwardsfrom their bodies. She noted that the new boy's penis was already larger thanthe others and, although not fully erect, was engorged and hanging down heavilybetween his legs. She also noted that his eyes were glistening with the traumaof his embarrassment.
Hilary was aware that his earlier experiences of the hurried induction thatmorning would have been a severe cultural shock to him. She examined his bodyleisurely, noting his beautiful slender physique and his extreme good looks.She knew that he would, over the next two years, probably be the centre ofattention for her and her fellow prefects as well as for most of the all femaleteaching staff employed at Rochville. His physique and handsome face was unusuallyperfect, even for the high physical standards that Miss Marchbank insistedupon before admitting any boy to the school.
Peter felt a tear run down his cheek. His embarrassment was such that hecould hardly see. His ears were ringing with shame as he contemplated his fate.
It had been very early that morning that his mother had delivered him tothe school. They had both been greeted by the headmistress, the surprisinglyyoung and quite beautiful Miss Marchbank. Peter had already attended the schoolthree weeks ago for one day, so that he could sit an entrance exam and undergoa school medical.
The medical exam had embarrassed him so much that he had been very guardedin his answers when his mother had asked him how well he thought the exam hadgone. The beautiful young female doctor that had conducted his intimate andthorough examination had unnerved him to such an extent that he had spent therest of the day with a blushing red face.
His mother had been somewhat relieved when at last a letter came to informher that Peter had been accepted into the Rochville Preparatory Boarding Schooland Academy. It was a further relief to her when she read that Peter wouldbe allowed to start straight away, even though the new term had already started.She had made Peter dress smartly in his existing school uniform and had drivenhim, and his suitcase packed with the school's list of requirements, to Rochville.She felt a huge sense of relief that her plans for her son Peter had gone sosmoothly.
It had been a rather wishful impulse that had made her apply to Rochville.Mary Hart had never had the money to raise herself to the standards of whichshe aspired. Although she had enjoyed a comfortable life style; her late husbandearning a substantial salary in middle management, she had always wistfullyobserved the lives of the quietly wealthy Boston society. She would constantlyread, in the rather reserved magazines that catered to the wealthy Bostonians,of the balls and galas that that society enjoyed.
It had been in one of these magazines that she had read of the marriage ofthe daughter of a well-known and extremely wealthy family. What had taken hereye amongst the glittering description of the wedding was the fact that boththe bride and groom had attended the Rochville Academy.
On impulse she had applied to Rochville, not even knowing the fees that theAcademy required for their tutelage. Fortunately for her, she had encloseda photograph of Peter along with her letter. It was a complete surprise toher that she had been invited to bring the boy for an initial interview andan even greater surprise when she had learned that the fees were entirely withinher means.
Mrs. Hart had been so delighted when her son's acceptance letter came, thatshe had had no thoughts that perhaps the fees were rather low for such an auspiciousfoundation.
The speed at which Miss Marchbank had investigated every aspect of the livesof Mary Hart and her son Peter would have surprised even the most astute detectiveagency. Within three days she knew every detail of the family income, theirmedical history including that of the late husband and father and she had evenobtained a complete psychological profile of Peter Hart. Miss Marchbank hadbeen delighted with the results of her research and had decided that Peterwould indeed be a most suitable boy for her purposes. The boy's school medicalhad confirmed her opinion that the boy was quite unusually good looking andthat his character was one that would be suitable for shaping to her needs.
She had tailored her fees exactly to that of Mrs. Hart's income so that therewould be no hardship incurred in paying them. She had also decided that ifMrs. Hart decided to marry, she would offer an Academy scholarship so thatthe new husband would see the benefit in keeping the boy at Rochville.
Mrs Todd, although concerned that her son Peter would be happy at his newschool, was already anxious to start her new life as a single mother. She fullyintended to marry again and although she loved her son dearly, she realisedthat she would have complete freedom to socialise while he was away at boardingschool.
On arrival they had been given tea in the beautiful sitting room of the Headmistress.Miss Marchbank had talked with Peter's mother for over an hour about the benefitsof the school and the certainty that Peter would easily achieve the requiredgrades. Peter had sat on one of the beautifully upholstered armchairs, awarethat soon he would be left alone in a completely new environment. After a whileMiss Marchbank stood up and brought the meeting to a close. It was with furtherassurances by Miss Marchbank, that 'Peter will love here it here at Rochville',that Peter's mother had announced that she would be more than delighted toleave the boy in the excellent care of the school. She had kissed him goodbye,noting the tear in his eye as she turned to leave.
It had only been a few moments after his mother had departed, that the extremelyyoung and capable school matron had arrived and taken him to the medical centrewhere his abrupt and complete humiliation and embarrassment had commenced.The Matron was slim and attractive and had made him blush as she took holdof his hand and led him through the maze of corridors to the examination rooms.
The Medical centre was large and well equipped and Peter had stood in aweof the array of equipment as well as the two pretty school nurses who had beenpreparing the examination table. He had stood quietly looking down at his feetwhen suddenly the Matron had turned to him and casually told him to strip untilhe was naked. He had flushed a deep shade of red as he fumbled with his clothing,divesting himself of his blazer, shirt and socks and shoes. He had hesitatedas he got down to his underpants, only to have one of the nurses kneel in frontof him and casually hook her slender fingers delicately into the waistbandof his shorts and pull them down to his ankles.
It had been one humiliation after another as they laid him face upwards uponthe table and without preamble raised his legs so that his knees were almostpressed against his chest. Deftly and swiftly the nurses had prised his bottomcheeks apart. Matron had casually slipped a lubricated finger up through hissphincter and into his anus, nonchalantly she let first one finger, and then,with a quick thrust another roam about inside him. He had gasped and criedout in alarm as the enema nozzle had been gently but firmly inserted insidehis bottom, only to gasp with embarrassment as one of the pretty nurses hadcasually taken hold of his penis and then cupped her other hand around histesticles, before lifting his captured genitalia upwards from between his legs.
His face had been one long flush of shame as they had made him expel intoa bowl, before diligently repeating the procedure three times. He had shiveredin embarrassment as they lifted his legs and begun to shave his genitals. Theirhands were everywhere as they parted his buttocks and moved his penis and testiclesthis way and that until he was completely denuded of hair, not only betweenhis legs and buttocks and around his pubis, but also underneath his arms.
The deft and well practised humiliation had continued… he had shivereduncontrollably as they had made him stand in a large metal bath while theywashed him. The matron as well as the two nurses had bathed him intimatelyand thoroughly; Matron's delicate fingers had penetrated his anus and retractedhis foreskin, allowing one of the nurses to slide her fingers over the exposedrim of his penis. He had felt utterly ashamed and belittled as they left himwith his penis fully erect while they fetched towels to dry him. The finalhumiliation had come as he was made to stand with his legs stretched wide apartand his hands on his head as Matron casually examined him from head to toe.
Peter had stood as instructed, his mind in a haze of utter embarrassment.The nurse and the Matron had ignored him as they tidied the examination room.He had been left to stand there for perhaps ten minutes when to his horror,the door had opened and a young girl had entered. She had shown no surpriseat his naked body or his erect penis so lewdly on display, as he stood withhis back arched and his feet astride with his hands clasped firmly to his head.
Instead she had carefully looked him up and down before handing matron thenote she was carrying. She could have been no more than twelve or thirteenyears of age - and yet none of the nursing staff showed any surprise as shestood in front of the naked and trembling youth, blatantly examining his erectpenis and plump testicles. Her deep blue eyes almost mesmerised Peter as hestood rooted to the spot in horror at the indignity of the situation. The girlseemed unconcerned at his embarrassment; instead she tossed her beautifullygroomed ash blonde hair to the side and continued with her leisurely inspectionof his naked form.
The matron had not hurried the young girl as she read the note. Instead sheaddressed her in a kindly fashion. "Well done Geraldine, take him through tothe duty prefect and he can go and see Miss Trent with the others."
Peter had been instructed to follow the young girl; he had stumbled ratherthan walked behind her as she led him towards the door. He had instinctivelyclasped his hands to his groin, holding his penis against his tummy to hidehis shameful erection. Once in the corridor she had turned and looked at him,her face mischievous and impudent although her voice and words had a certainnaivety to them.
"I hope you can learn to control your penis better than some of the otherboys. You really have a big one, and it will make it very noticeable if itgets hard like it is now. I should warn you that boys get caned on their bottomsif they are caught touching their penises."
Peter had blushed, his face colouring immediately to a deep dark purple asthe young girl looked at him, without a hint of embarrassment. He had neverin his young life known such abject and deep humiliation as she causally lookedat his freshly shaven groin.
"I am telling you this as a friend… don't cover your penis, walk withyour hands at your sides if you want to avoid the cane. I will walk slowlyand perhaps it will go down a bit before we get to the courtyard."
She had talked about his penis in such a forthright way, and yet had suchan innocent expression on her face, that he was utterly shocked. He had blushedand trembled as the young girl turned away and walked in front of him, he lethis hands fall to his sides, hoping that she would not turn around again andlook at him.
Although his erection had begun to subside it was still plump and turgidas they exited the corridor and turned into a wide doorway where three otherboys were standing; their naked bodies were shivering as they cowered againstthe tiled walls of the small annexe. They were looking apprehensively at theyoung prefect standing in front of them. She held a long rattan cane in herhand and looked demure and perfectly at ease as she casually examined the nakednessof the young boys she had in her charge. Her neatly arranged uniform and wellgroomed appearance contrasted starkly with the trembling trio of bare youngbodies.
She turned to Peter and looked at him. Her eyes, travelled the length ofhis body, noting every detail of his nakedness before she gestured for himto stand alongside the other boys. It was all who he could do, not to clasphis hands against his groin to hide his shame.
"Thank you Geraldene, he wasn't any trouble was he?" The young girl had shakenher head as Peter moved to stand by the side of the other boys. His face wasburning so much that he felt near to fainting. The young prefect took timeto examine the new boy from head to toe. Peter stood trembling, his body suffusedin goose bumps as she leisurely appraised him, her beautiful eyes examiningevery detail of his genitals before she beckoned the four boys to follow heroutside and into the courtyard.
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