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 Amy Chapter 1 By Lee Davey leedavey1000@gmail.com copyright 2011 by Lee
Davey, all rights reserved * * * * * This story is intended for ADULTS
ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors.
If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if
such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save
this story.  * * * * *
Introduction:
This is a change from my previous work.  The main actor in the Amy
series is unsurprisingly a girl.  Similar in tone to the 'Regime' stories
but unrelated.  The series will hopefully examine the effect of

institutional abuse of the power relationships between children and adults.
Amy is a bright but innocent 11 year old who finds herself thrust before
her time into a world she is neither physically or emotionally ready to
cope with.

   Chapter 1: Always look a gift horse in the mouth.  Amy tugged her school
dress down and smoothed some wrinkles from the fabric as she followed her
parents into the Headmasters office.  She had never been inside before the
infamous office as normally only naughty children ended up there, a visit
their bottoms soon regretted.  Amy though was not a naughty girl.  She was
a good girl, a very good girl, clever and well behaved so the sight of the
plush office was new to her.  She looked at the long book shelves as she
walked to stand in front of the large polished mahogany table.  Sneaking a
glance Amy imagined she could see a groove in the hard wood.  A groove made
by the thousands of little boys and girls bodies who had been made to bend
over it to be punished.  Punished, that word took Amy's attention to the
rack that stood behind where the grey haired mature Headmaster now sat, A
selection of canes and paddles hanging from it, a sight that chilled the 11
year old girls heart.  Her mother and father sat either side of her in two
comfortable chairs.  Amy though stood to attention her hands by her side.
Amy may never have been inside this office before yet she still knew that a
child would not be permitted to sit in the presence of the Headmaster, not
if she did not want to find her bottom too painful to sit on anywhere for a
few days.

   "Mr and Mrs Barnehurst have you considered the offer in my letter?" Amy
frowned at this.  What could it mean?  The Head writing to her parents, she
could not help but look once more at the various implements behind the
Head, she had never been punished before but she had seen the aftereffects
on bottoms before, and she did not want her bloody and wealed bottom on
public display.  "Yes but there are the ......  maturity issues to be
considered, she is after all only 11." Mr Barneshurst replied, "The new
curriculum applies to all Grade 8 children correct?" "Yes Mr Barnehurst and
of course Amy would be required to participate in all classes." The two
parents looked at each other and nodded in agreement.  This agreement was a
long time in coming.  The Head's letter had been received by the pair over
two weeks ago.  Both parents had initially been delighted that the daughter
had done so well in her tests that the school had advised that she really
should be advanced to the 8th grade from her current position in the 6th
grade.  The mother though had concerns, concerns around the new national
curriculum for all teenagers.  The Government had all but given up on
reducing teen pregnancies and under age misbehaviour.  That was until the
new coalition government came to power that is.  For some reason it novel
proposals on the subject of teenage sexuality were not mentioned in its
manifesto.  Despite that the new rules were soon brought in for all
teenagers, the howls of protest ignored as they were in other areas of
public debate.  Having read through what their daughter would be expected
to do they had argued, until finally they agreed that since Amy would be a
teenager in 2 years anyway the opportunities that she was being offered
could not be turned down.  They did not for some reason seek the opinion of
Amy, a failing that Amy would soon have cause to bemoan.  Amy smiled
broadly and silently thanked the Headmaster for the offer of skipping a
couple of years.  She knew little about the 'curriculum' that the older
children went through, and what little she had heard she understood little
of.  Still it was with a happy heart she heard the news, she did find her
current classes oh so boring; so quickly after the parents had signed the
(irrevocable) consent forms Amy found herself following the Head to the
school nurses office for a check-up, though why Amy needed a check-up just
to change classes she did not know.  Amy suppressed a little forbidden
thrill as she passed beyond the red lined doors that separated the middle
school with the High school side of the school.  Amy had never been to this
side of the school before the age groups being strictly separated.  However
to Amy's disappointment it looked little different to the corridors in the
Middle school side, she did hear various noises from the classrooms along
the way that she did not recognise, but the Head ushered her along at a
brisk pace until they entered the clinic room together.  Amy stopped dead
at the sight that awaited her.  While no expert in naked 13 year boys
bottoms she had seen enough being spanked by teachers to spot something was
wrong immediately.  For a start they were not normally crisscrossed with
thin red weals, some oozing little droplets of blood for a start.  Amy's
eyes though were focusing on the small things hanging between the boys
legs. They were testicles she knew, if only from her book-learning, and
they entranced her.  She knew that only boys had them but her father had
never been naked in front of her, such behaviour unthinkable to her
straight laced parents so she could not remember ever seeing them.  "Well,
Well, Well.  I do believe you have some explaining to do young Aaron." The
Headmasters voice broke the spell that Amy was under, and threatened the
bowel control of the now terrified Aaron.  Aaron had believed that the day
could get no worse.  He had been birched by his teacher for forgetting his
homework.  Naked and screaming over his teachers knee he was whipped in
front of his watching classmates.  Then when his screams had subsided into
muted sobs, and his bottom was as raw as steak he had been sent to the
nurses room naked and snivelling along the school corridors.  But then his
shame had been discovered by the Headmaster.  A man whose punishments were
legendary in their ferocity.  The mild birching he had received from Mr
Peters would seem like a little tickling.  "Oh hello Bertie I did not see
you there." The school nurse a pleasant middle aged lady came from around a
curtain bearing a bowl of pungent green liquid.  The Head winced at the
nurses use of his first name, but said nothing knowing that nothing stopped
the schools nurse from being the schools nurse.  Instead he put an arm
around Amy and pushed her forward.  "Amy here is being fast tracked to the
8th grade.  So she needs an examination certificate." The nurse blinked in
surprise as she peered at the small girl, her face then softening in
sympathy.  "Oh you poor dear too bright for your own good are you?  Well
let me deal with Aaron first and I'll get straight on to it." The head
stopped the nurse as she walked to the still kneeling boy "Allow me to do
that and you can give young Amy here her check-up." Amy looked at the nurse
wondering why she was so sympathetic.  She thought it would be a good thing
being moved up.  After all she had no real friends in her current class. 
But the way her parents had acted and now the nurse it appeared that the
truth was if anything quite the opposite.  What Amy did not know was that
society had changed quite dramatically following the election of the new
coalition Government.  The new Government had decided once and for all to
address the issue of teenage delinquency and underage pregnancy.  To do
this it decided to go straight to the source of the problem, no pussy
footing about with incentives and education.  And when the Government meant
the source of the problem it meant the source of the problem.  The nurse
reread the procedure manual.  In truth she had never had to do this before
for a preteen.  The new educational curriculum only applied when children
were thought old enough, and this was considered to be when they were
teenagers.  So before the age of 13 the schooling of children had not
changed much, beyond reintroducing spankings, and the authorities and their
parents did not think it worth worrying the younger children with their
impending fate.  The nurse nodded noting that the procedure was the same as
all children went through when starting 8th grade.  There were additionally
a couple of safety checks to be undertaken in light of the child's age and
presumably smaller frame but they were familiar to any nurse.  Putting down
the guide she turned to Amy "Well sweetie strip off and we can start." "Umm
with the boy here" Amy replied shocked.  "Yes now hurry up." The nurse
replied as she began to prepare the implements.  Amy stood stock still at
this.  She knew that the Head and the boy were in the room and clearly
would see all her 'bits'.  Bits that only her mother had seen in the last
few years.  "I suggest you hurry up girl." The Head's cool voice broke the
spell over Amy.  His fearsome reputation, well deserved, meant that the
chances of Amy disobeying him was nil.  Reluctantly she began to unhook the
buttons of her shirt and tried to turn her back on the Head.  The
Headmaster decided not to press the girl today, after all now she was in
the 'new curriculum' he would almost certainly see everything of hers at
some point.  And in any case he had young Aaron's bottom to attend to.  He
examined Aaron's punished bottom with detached interest.  He could tell
immediately that the boys bottom was the handiwork of Mr Hughes.  The way
the weals criss-crossed every inch of the bottom even into the tight
crevice between the buttocks, tight scratches from the implement scoring
close to the anus but not onto it, perfection.  The Headmaster preferred
his bare hand and the cane, but admitted that Mr Hughes was a virtuoso with
the birch.  The Headmaster dipped his hand into the green solution that the
nurse had planned to use on the boy, wincing at the astringent feel on his
hand.  The green liquid was designed to prevent infection, although given
that the birches used at school were of synthetic material (cheaper) this
was unlikely.  The liquid also served a second purpose in reinforcing the
effect of the punishment.  With a hearty slap he rubbed a handful into the
boys oozing bum.  The effect was instantaeneous as Aaron let out an
unearthly scream of agony as his bottom burst into flame.  Amy jumped in
terror at the sound her hand pausing as she made to slip her skirt off, her
bare flat chest coyly turned from the man and boy.  Heads in far classrooms
turned briefly at the sound of the scream, but turned back to white boards
or books as they realised the source.  The Head liberally rubbed the green
liquid into the boys bum carefully ensuring that each raised mark and small
cut was doubly coated, ignoring the boys moans and whimpers.  Finally the
Head reached his target and smoothly circled the boys dimple of an anus,
until briefly he dipped a finger into the boy, his anus opening easily as
if well used to such intrusions.  The nurse watched in amusement as the
Head absorbed himself in rubbing the 13 year old boys bottom, the tent in
his trousers indicating the enjoyment he obtained from such 'treatment'. 
The nurse knew the sexual thrill the man got from this, but did not care.
After all the Government had made it clear that such activities by teachers
and other authority figures was allowed, in fact desirable, and in some
cases compulsory.  She however did not share the good Headmasters
fascination with boys, nor was she particularly interested in girls, she
was a nurse and this was just a job.  Therefore the sight of the now naked
Amy trembling, either from the slight chill in the air, her unexpected
nudity, or the sight of the boy having his wounds treated she neither knew
or cared.  "Well Amy let's start with your examination shall we."





   Amy Chapter 2 By Lee Davey leedavey1000@gmail.com copyright 2011 by Lee
Davey, all rights reserved * * * * * This story is intended for ADULTS
ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors.
If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if
such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save
this story.  * * * * *

   Chapter 2: Sometimes you can miss what you never had.  Amy walked slowly
after the nurse who holding her hand moved her towards the examination
table.  Unfortunately for the shy young girl the examination table was
currently occupied by the Headmaster and a young boy named Aaron whose
bottom was currently a shade of green, caused by the antiseptic lotion that
had been applied to cleanse his bottom.  "OK boy up you get and out of the
way" the Headmaster slapped the boy gently on the bottom.  Despite the
gentleness of the blow Aaron nearly fainted in pain but stoically issued
only a whimper and inching his way eased himself off of the table.  Amy
watched as the boy limped past her, inexplicable feelings of a mixture of
relief and indignation flooded through her as the boy did not even bother
to give her nakedness a glance.  Amy found herself suddenly lifted into the
air before being deposited on the table with a slap on her rump for her
troubles.  Yelping in surprise Amy realised that the Headmaster, a man in
his fifties, to all intents and purposes a stranger had manhandled her
naked body.  Something that had not happened to her since her father last
bathed her at the age of four.  Seeing that the Head now stood above her
looking casually up and down her naked form she blushed and hid her girly
cleft and flat chest with a hand each.  "Will need those out of the way."
The nurse said and with clinically efficiency pulled the girls hands to the
side of the table and locked them into two cuffs that were fitted there. 
Amy lay there spread-eagled fear plain on her face.  The two adults though
paid her no attention, while the boy was more concerned about the state of
his backside still burning from the antiseptic lotion to care about a
pre-pubescent girl.  "Well Bertie do the parents want permanent or
temporary control?" "Well THERESA" the Head accented the nurses name
sarcastically "They want temporary for the moment and then they can decide
on a permanent solution when she is older." "Makes sense." Theresa replied
unconcerned at the Head's prickly response to the use of his first name,
she pushed to one side the cauteriser and instead selected the long needle
topped syringe.  The Government had worked out that the uncontrolled sexual
urges of teenagers were the main problems with teenage misbehaviour. 
Reduce these urges or restrict the child's ability to meet then then
control would be re-established.  Surgery was tried first and found to be
100% effective and once nurses and the like were trained up would be
relatively cheap.  So for boys compulsory and severe circumcision was the
order of the day.  While this did not entirely prevent masturbation, it did
make it more difficult for the boy to get away with undetected.  It was
found after a few months though that this was not enough.  What the old men
in the Government failed to appreciate was that young girls had also become
more aggressive and sexually active.  While boys found masturbation a tad
more difficult sex was still possible, and if anything the pregnancy and
delinquency rates went up.  When desparate boys pressured often willing,
and often unwilling girls into other sex acts The Government upon
discovering this decided not to give in instead they simply extended the
circumcision orders.  From then girls at the age of 13 would have a
cliterectomy, the complete removal forever of their clitoris.  After all if
the girl obtained no satisfaction then there would be little point in them
agreeing to a boy's request.  This solved the problem of willing agreement
but unwilling coercion was still an issue.  The reintroduction of severe
corporal punishment was then reintroduced.  The cane, the birch even the
whip were brought back, and not just for serious crimes.  Some days if the
more lurid tabloids were to be believed juvenile courts often run with the
blood and echoed with the screams of punished children.  Even schools got
in on the act though obviously to a lesser degree than judicial punishment,
still canings and bare bottom spankings were the order of the day in
schools up and down the land.  However after complaints about the pain and
suffering involved, followed by some unfortunate 'incidents', the
Government partially relented after just a year.  While clitoris removal
under medical supervision was still an option for parents, and could be
imposed if required by a Doctor or a Court, an alternative was provided for
the more liberal parents.  Theresa held the long needle up and squeezed the
last drops of air from the syringe.  "Head could you strap Amy in we don't
want her moving." The Headmaster moved to Amy who no longer cared about
being naked in front of the male Headmaster, her attention focused on the
long needle and the likelihood that it would soon be pushed into her bum.
With a yelp Amy found her legs roughly lifted and pushed up and past her
ears bending her double.  With a click she felt her ankles secured.  She
then saw the Head approach between her exposed cunny and bum now lewdly
spread for his review.  The Head though paid these no attention as he
looped a further strap up and around her waist securing Amy so thoroughly
that she could barely move an inch.  "Now Amy be brave this may sting a
tiny bit" Theresa warned.  To be fair to the nurse she believed those words
as only children had ever undergone this procedure and the cries and
screams of those children had been put down to overreaction on their part.
In truth it was no overreaction as Amy soon discovered.  Her eyes widened
as the nurse approached her seeming to zero in on her exposed bum.  Closing
her eyes she waited for the sting as the needle punctured a buttock but
blinked her eyes open as instead she felt cold latex fingers separate the
lips of her special girl place.  "What...what are you doing ...." "Shussh
now Amy, I'm working and what I am looking for is small enough as it is."
The nurse peered directly into the girls cleft.  "Ah there it is, Bertie be
a dear won't you and hold these apart for me." Amy began sobbing gently as
she watched the man probe into her cleft and none to gently pull the lips
of her vagina as far apart as he could.  "Perfect.  Now let me get this
standing to attention, it's so small I can barely see it." The nurse said
to the Head both looking into the centre of Amy's hitherto secret place. 
She moved her hand towards it and looked in surprise as the Head shook his
head and motioned to where Aaron stood.  Shrugging the nurse indicated that
she did not care she walked over to the boy.  "Now Aaron the Head wants you
to show us what you have learned.  All you need to do is bring Amy's
clitoris to attention, but a quick word of advice I would make a good job
of it unless you really want another visit to spank-spank land." Aaron
nodded eagerly at first, after all he rarely got such an opportunity even
with a girl as young as this one, but visibly shrank back when the threat
to his bottom was made.  Carefully he positioned himself between the
twitching legs of Amy and receiving permission from the Head lowered his
mouth towards the girls clitoris, now exposed by the Headmasters hands. 
Daintily as if he were a cat tasting cream for the first time he flicked
the tiny nubbin gently.  He rolled his tongue around the little growth
leaving a trail of moisture whether it touched the virgin flesh.  Amy's
eyes widened as she felt the boys tongue touch her.  She could not
understand what was happening.  Why were they doing this to her?  After all
the part of her was just for going to wee wasn't it?  She had whined and
complained constantly ever since her legs had been spread wide, stopping
only when the Head growled at her impatiently.  However she was feeling
something strange tingle between her legs.  Aaron was surprised that his
ministrations were working all the other girls he had done this with had
not responded so easily.  Sensing the Headmasters impatience he upped the
tempo.  Pursing his lips he sucked the tip of the clit into his mouth
sucking and nibbling alternately on the small nubbin.  The effect was
instantaneous as Amy squirmed and mewled little sounds as her body spasmed
feeling sexual feelings for the first time.  "Stop." The nurse said softly
and Aaron immediately complied long used to such abruptness from adults
when dealing with such matters.  "Yes it's up now and ready for the
needle." Amy's head still swam from the feelings that she had experienced,
she had not had an orgasm, not that she knew what one was, but had
approached it.  But despite her fuzzy head the word 'needle' hit her like a
bucket of ice water.  "Aaron take over." The head commanded instructing the
boy, who was licking Amy's juice from his lips to hold the girls legs
apart. The Head did not normally become involved in this process, except at
the beginning of the new academic year when it was all hands to the deck
when perhaps one hundred 13 year old girls would be processed on the first
day.  However from that experience he knew what was coming.  Amy slowly
recovered her senses and blinking watched as the school nurse approached
her, a long sharp syringe in one hand.  Amy did not like having shots,
after all they hurt, and her bottom would be sore she was sure.  What Amy
did not know was that the shot was not heading towards her bottom.  The
Government had reasoned that the problems with youths were primarily due to
their sex drives.  Boys misbehaving in order to impress girls as
testosterone sluiced around their veins.  Girls giving in to their carnal
desires and 'egging' the boys on in their endless pursuit of a girls
attentions.  They decided that to solve the problem they should simply
'turn off the supply'.  To achieve this boys sexual needs would be dealt
with clinically and efficiently by the schools.  The boys had penile blocks
administered.  These did not prevent erections or even orgasms.  What they
prevented was any sexual feelings whatsoever, therefore masturbation was
frankly pointless.  Schools were provided with counteragent sprays which
countered the penile blocks for a short time.  This meant that the schools
could reward boys with sex etc.  if they so desired.  However Amy knew
nothing of this plan so when the tip of the needle was laid on the tip of
her still aroused clitoris she thought something had gone wrong.  "Nurse,
Nurse what are you doing you're putting it in the wrong place." She wailed.
Aaron was surprised at the girls reaction, surely she knew what was going
to happen?  What he did not understand was that this small girl, unlike the
girls of his age knew nothing of sex or the 'new ways of schooling' a lack
that would be soon remedied.  "No Amy, there is no mistake." Nurse Theresa
answered as she slowly and deliberately drove the needle deep into the
bunch of ultra-sensitive nerves known as the clitoris.  Amy shook like she
had been struck by lightening, as more pain then she believed was possible
coursed through her.  Opening her mouth she made to scream her torment as
millimetre by millimetre she felt the cold needle drive into her.  The
Headmaster expecting this placed his heavy hand over her mouth suppressing
her scream by brute force.  The nurse paid neither the girl nor the man any
attention, instead she pushed the needle just the right depth into the
bundle of nerves and clinically, deliberately depressed the syringe.  Amy
felt the liquid seep into her tissue and with absolute relief felt the pain
diminish, reduce and then fade away completely.  The Head felt the girl
relax and removed his hand, and almost tenderly wiped the tears from her
cheeks.  The nurse placed the empty syringe to one side, and with Amy
looking down between her legs in horror she gripped the girls clit in two
fingers and twisted and turned it with a firm grip.  Amy tensed awaiting
the surge of agony that never came.  Amy realised that although she could
feel the nurses fingers there was no pain, the chemicals injected into her
stopping all nerve impulses from her clit.  What Amy was not to know was
that while she was immensely relieved that she could feel nothing, she
would change her mind during the next 5 years of her denial.  Puberty would
be a long and frustrating experience for Amy, just as it was for every girl
in the country.





   Amy Chapter 3 By Lee Davey leedavey1000@gmail.com copyright 2011 by Lee
Davey, all rights reserved * * * * * This story is intended for ADULTS
ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors.
If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if
such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save
this story.  * * * * *

   Chapter 3: A room with a view.  Amy's legs ached horribly, and she was
cold, and she had an awful itch right on the tip of her nose.  Amy listed
all her complaints about the position she found herself in for the
umpteenth time, after all there was nothing else for her to do.  To her
surprise the nurse had simply left Amy trussed up and naked on the table
after giving Amy her injection, leaving the young girl alone saying that
she was off to lunch and would be back in an hour.  Since then Amy had laid
there naked and cold thinking on what the hell had happened to her life
since this morning.  Amy heard the door click as it swung open, she tried
to crane her head to see who had entered but the position she had been left
in prevented her.  Amy could do nothing but wait as she heard the shoes
clip there way slowly behind her until finally they stopped.  "Hello Amy."
Amy sighed in relief it was Miss Denny her teacher, well her ex-teacher Amy
corrected herself.  Miss Denny walked around until Amy could see the young
bookish face of the mid-twenties woman who looked down at her.  "I see your
parents have agreed to letting you skip a few levels." The teachers face
looked at the naked trussed body of the 11 year old girl, just one of the
hints that gave the parents away decision to the teacher.  Sitting down
Miss Denny gently brushed a lock of the girls hair away from her sweat
streaked forehead tenderly.  "I'm sorry.  I should have told you what would
be involved." The teacher trailed away considering her former brightest
pupils new fate.  Miss Denny did not approve of the new rules for older
children which is why she only taught children up to Amy's age.  It was
clear to her that the teachers that opted to work with older children, and
there were many, were not always in this career for the sake of the
children.  At least if what they boasted about in the staffroom was
correct. "Amy have you been told what the new subjects are that you will be
studying now that you have been moved up?" "No Miss." Amy replied her eyes
firmly closed, as while she really liked her former teacher she could not
escape from the fact that she was lying nude in front of her.  "I suppose I
should tell you.  You know about sex right?" "Yes my Mum told me about the
birds and bees and when a man and a woman fall in love they hug in a
special way." Oh crap Miss Denny thought to herself.  Why do parents insist
on hiding these things from their children, surely they must know that the
truth will out.  "That's true to a point Amy.  But do you know the
practicalities?" Amy shook her head slowly, remembering back to the day
when her mother had red faced had the 'Talk' with her.  A talk that had
only left more questions rather than helping.  "Well Amy you see a boy has
a penis with which he......" For the next 5 minutes Amy listened.  At first
fascinated, then disgusted, then disbelief, and when Miss Denny explained
that she would learn about 'sex' in school from now on, her disbelief
turned to horror.  Amy lay where she was, not that come to think of it she
had a choice, when Miss Denny finished her explanation and left.  The
thought of having sex with boys, and apparently girls, horrified her; and
if some of the things that she would have to do were true then.....  "Well
Amy time to finish up and send you to your new class." Amy's thought
stopped in mid trail as the sound of the nurses voice interrupted her
disturbing train of thought.  "Nurse, nurse it can't be true" Amy bubbled
out to the formally comforting figure of the nurse as she repeated what
Miss Denny had said.  "It's true and stop making such a fuss." Nurse Sand
replied and with a firm hand slapped the girls exposed bottom hard.  "The
Headmaster has said that legally you are to be treated as a 13 year old,
and teenagers do not cry and snivel and whine about the law.  A firm slap
punctuated each word causing Amy's bottom to turn pink then red.  All Amy
could do was cry as the hand spanked her without let up, the tears though
were not just from pain but from the fear of what was to befall her. 
Ignoring the crying girl the Nurse opened a sterile pouch and held up a
large pouch.  "This Amy is a long lasting contraceptive.  Since girls like
you can't seem to keep your legs together it has been decreed that adults
will take control of your sex life and your reproductive abilities.  This
will be inserted rectally and will stop you conceiving for the next 3
years, when in your case due to your age it will be replaced." Amy only
listened up to the word 'rectally' when her mind switched off in
self-defence.  She therefore paid no attention to the preparations that the
Nurse was making, and it was only when she felt the fingers finger tipped
with cold gel touch her tight rosebud that she regained her senses.  To one
side she saw a huge rubber bag which steamed gently a long thin hose
looping from it.  Amy recognised it as an enema bag, but had no experience
it them herself since she was 5.

   "Oooohhhh" Amy exploded in discomfort as the icy cold gel was firmly
pushed through her tight sphincter and into her rectum with a brusque
thrust from the nurse, and began coating the constricting muscle with the
gel.  "Good news Amy" the Nurse smiled at the girl, as if a few moments ago
she had not been spanking her, "Your anus while small is sufficiently sized
and flexible to accept a standard teenagers penis." Amy waited for the good
news, but apparently that was not forthcoming.  She did not understand why
a boy would want to put his thing in her bottom after all she only used it
to, you know, go poopy.  Yet Miss Denny and now the nurse had said that
they would be doing just that in school for the next 6 years.  And the less
said about a boys' thingy being put in her mouth the better, that was
simply disgusting.  The nurse plopped her finger out of the girls tight
hole and taking the dangling enema hose gently fed it several inches deep
into the girls bowels.  Nurse Sand was relieved to see that the girl had
stopped protesting and accepted the change in her schooling.  It was for
the best after all it was going to happen whether she complied or not. 
This way there would be no spankings along the way.  Well a few less
spankings she corrected herself, no child escaped physical punishment
totally.  She turned the tap and allowed the water to slowly empty in to
Amy's bowels, noting that squeak of discomfort that Amy issued and her
screwed up face in amusement.  "Well Amy while we're cleaning you out ready
for the contraceptive I need to assess whether your vagina is as equally
accommodating as your botty".  Without warning, or more importantly to
Amy's mind without lubrication the nurse began to ease her finger into
Amy's pre-pubescent vagina, stopping only when reaching the girls
maidenhead.  "Oh Dear that will have to go" the Nurse smiled
sympathetically at Amy, "I'll give you a letter to give to your father,
normal practice is for your Dad to deal with it as it aids in parental
bonding." Amy did not know what the nurse was talking about, and in any
case was more concerned with the fact that her bottom was about to burst as
could be seen by the way her belly bulged under the internal pressure of
the water.  "Still you should be able to cope with a boys penis on a long
term basis, as long as it is not too big and not used too roughly.  We just
need to ensure that your Mum and Dad take care of your little barrier, so
your be open and ready for actively participating in school.  Amy smugly
knew that her father would not do anything like that, in fact she knew that
once she told him what was going on he would put a stop to it.  Still that
did not help her at the moment tied naked to a table a bottom full of water
and a strangers finger up her secret place.  Nurse Sand carefully watched
Amy as she squatted over the bowl and expelled the enema.  She had left the
enema to perculate for 5 minutes before relenting and letting Amy free to
expel the water.  She refused Amy's request for privacy as she needed to
check that the water was clear as the contraceptive she needed to attach
should be done to a clean rectum.  Amy suffered as it felt as if her
intestines were dropping from her, the aches and spasms her muscles were
going through following her bondage did not help as she nearly lost her
balance once more as she squatted over the bowl.  Finally she had emptied
herself and she wiped the sheen of sweat from her forehead surprised at how
exhausting the whole process had been, at least now the ordeal was over. 
"Well Amy back on the table and I'll insert the contraceptive." Oh darn I
forgot Amy moaned internally as she watched the nurse hold up a large
package which glistened in the light.  For a moment she considered running
but naked as she was that was not a viable option.  Still it took Nurse
Sand to literally drag the unwilling girl back to the table by force.  It
was no contest and Amy soon found herself on her hands and knees bottom
once more presented to anyone who cared to look.  "Ma'am Ms Hayes has asked
whether the new girl is ready yet?  Oh, I...  Sorry." A pretty young girl
her breasts and curves clearly indicating that she was becoming, if only
just, a woman walked in.  When she saw that she was interrupting she
hesitated in a fit of indecision half way through the door.  "Oh it's you
Georgina.  Well don't hover come in." the nurse waved the girl in who was
biting a lock of her dark brown curly hair in an unconscious nervous habit
complied.





   Amy Chapter 4 By Lee Davey leedavey1000@gmail.com copyright 2011 by Lee
Davey, all rights reserved * * * * * This story is intended for ADULTS
ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors.
If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if
such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save
this story.  * * * * *

   Chapter 4: "I can come back later if you want?" Georgina offered as
nurse Sand waved her in.  "No need we are almost finished here.  In fact
you can help me and then show Amy to her new class." Nurse Sand replied
ignoring the moan of embarrassment that Amy gave as she realised another
stranger had seen her naked.  Not only naked she realised her bottom and
girly bits obviously prominently displayed to the entering girl.  "Oh if
you want Miss.  Ahh what do you want me to ahh you know do." Georgina,
Georgie to her friends, managed to stutter out.  "Hold her cheeks apart it
will make attaching this to the rectum wall much easier." The nurse
ordered. Georgie moved forward to the young girl and leaned in and
whispered to the obviously terrified 10 year old.  "Don't worry.  It
doesn't really hurt.  Just feels a bit strange that's all." Amy managed a
faint nod pleased despite her predicament that someone had shown her some
kindness at last.  Georgie smiled back before using her pale small hands
spread the small boyish cheeks apart exposing the greased up anus.  The
nurse attached the contraceptive pack to the end of a silver rod pressed it
firmly into the awaiting hole.  Amy grimaced as the ice cold gel pack hit
her anus, and squirmed a bit more when she felt it mould and then ease
through her rectal resistance.  Amy almost clinically examined the
sensation as she felt the cold metal rod push deep into her.  She had
expected it to hurt, but it didn't, it felt strange as if she was going
'poopy'.  She did give a yelp when the contraceptive gel pack finally hit
the back of her bowels and then the pack with an inbuilt chemical reaction
glued itself firmly to the wall.  Flash of internal heat followed by a
melting sensation and finally a tickling sensation too deep insode to
scratch.  Amy did squeal as the metal rod was withdrawn as it pulled her
anus out somewhat as it existed and when finally extracted it caused her
resilient anal muscles to snap back into place with an almost audible
sound. The next few minutes seemed to fly past for Amy as the nurse briskly
helped her down from the table and assisted Amy to dress.  Handing the
results of her examination to Georgie in a sealed envelope she bid both
girls a cheery farewell with an affectionate slap on the bottoms.  Amy
thought the woman's behaviour quite inappropriate given what she had caused
her to endure for the past hours.  Still she said nothing.  She had after
all been advanced up the years due to her intelligence and not her suicidal
tendencies, she realised quite well when not to push her luck with an
adult. "Hi I'm Georgie, pleased to meet you." The older girl offered her
hand to Amy as they walked back along the corridor.  Shaking the hand Amy
gave her name in a shy whisper, not sure how to speak to an older girl who
had seen, helped even in her humiliation.  Georgie knew what the girl was
going through.  After all she and her classmates had gone through a similar
process at the start of term and they had been thirteen years old and all
in it together.  For a 10 year old all alone it must have been horrible. 
Taking pity on the girl Georgie put a comforting arm around the small girls
shoulder and squeezed gently.  "Don't worry Amy I know everything has been
a bit much today.  But you and I can be friends and me and the others will
see you safe." Georgie promised.  "The good news is we have Ms Hayes as our
teacher, if you behave she is a great teacher.  Unlike Dorky." Georgie
shuddered.  Amy shared that opinion.  Dorky or Mr Dawkins as his actual
name was, was infamous for his brutal canings given for little or no
reason. He also had a reputation for liking boy's bums in a way that Amy
did not understand, but given her experiences today was beginning to have
some inclination of.  The two girls entered a nondescript classroom door
that Georgie indicated was to be Amy's new home from now on.  As if as one
24 pairs of eyes turned to watch them.  23 pairs of these eyes belonged to
the pupils who sat 2 to a desk books open in front of them.  The last pair
of eyes belonged to Ms Hayes.  She was 25 and pretty.  Very pretty, in fact
if her male students were to be asked she was absolutely gorgeous.  Full
firm breasts.  A cute nose sitting in the middle of a pretty face with eyes
that twinkled and a mouth that normally had a smile writ upon it.  "Good
your back Georgie, take your seat please." Georgie gave Amy's hand a
squeeze and moved off to an empty seat and sat down.  Amy now stood alone
in front of the entire room conscious that everyone was looking at her. 
"Class this is Amy she has been moved here from Miss Denny's class.  I'm
sure that you'll all welcome her..." she swept the class with a suddenly
cold expression which added silently 'or else.' There were a few desultory
hello's from the class who examined her as a biologist may examine the
specimen he was about to dissect.  "Introduce yourself Amy." Ms Haye
prompted the girl.  Amy wished the floor would open and swallow her whole.
She hated being the centre of attention, let alone in front of a classroom
of strange staring children.  And she realised her bottom was burbling, as
if she needed the toilet desperately.  *The (Pre)Adolescent long lasting
depot contraceptive (Pat 123666321) was designed to be implanted into the
rectal wall of the female.  The gel pack would attach through chemical
osmosis to the rectal wall and administer the drugs internally.  It was
100% effective and depending on the dose could give 6, 12 or 36 months
absolute assurance from pregnancy.  There were two drawbacks.  The first
was that it was administered anally so many adult females pooh-poohed the
idea as being too icky.  The second was that immediately after
administration the drug interactions could have unfortunate side effects.
In the original recipe this involved explosive diarrhoea without warning up
to 3 days after administration.  This was agreed by all concerned to be
somewhat inconvenient.  In the current version this side effect was reduced
to just explosive flatulence.  Unfortunately it appears that many school
nurses, due to understandable time pressures, have not being explaining the
side effects to the child recipients.  (Extract from PALL depot
contraceptive advice guide.)

   "Summoning her courage Amy looked up and began.  "Hello my name is...."
"FLLIpphhhhmmmmmmhhgppp..." The class exploded in laughter as the largest
fart ever recorded in history echoed through the room, so loud in fact that
a flock of pigeons scavenging in the playground took to the wing in fright.
Ms Hayes eyes went wide as she struggled manfully to retain her own
laughter and quieten the class.  "I think you meant Amy didn't you.  No
never mind apologising I know the reason why it happened.  Just take your
seat by Aaron over there." Amy slunk along the line of desks ignoring the
smirks and sniggers as she slipped next to the boy the teacher had
instructed, and contemplated the fact that she may soon have a new
nickname, one that she may never live down in the future.  -- Fran
Barnehurst looked over the pile of 'educational material' on the table and
at her husband.  "John you know what the guidebook says.  So I don't know
why your making such a scene.  I'm not happy about it either but it is for
Amy's benefit." John ignored his wife instead looking down at the table. 
The Headmaster had given them the school handbook on what was needed now
that Amy had moved classes.  The first was a long list of items that were
required for Amy.  Unlike the normal list there was no mention of pens,
pencils, retractors or even gym kit.  Instead upon the table lay no less
than a dozen dildos of various lengths and diameter, the largest even
giving Amy's mother pause for thought, and her father a pang of jealously.
Alongside these lay a large pot of lubricant, a very expensive to John's
mind sybian machine, small metal clamps, rope and a miscellaneous
collection of paddles and canes.  John was not happy that his little girl
would need all these items and less happy still when he saw the final bill.
"JOHN, you are you going to help deal with Amy's virginity tonight. 
Because if you don't then I will need to make alternative arrangements."
Fran finally barked at her husband who shot an angry look back.  "Just like
that?  I knew that I would have to at some point but for fuck sakes Fran
she's 10." "John you know what she will go through at school.  If we don't
breach her hymen then some spotty teenager will, and they are unlikely to
be considerate, loving or even gentle while doing it.  For FUCKS sake John,
I don't like the thought any more than you.  But I know what it's like to
lose you cherry, and I would much rather have lost it to a caring
considerate man who loved me than the boy who actually did." John chewed
his lip but knew he was beaten.  The school guidebook had plainly said that
it was a parents duty to 'prepare' their children in the basics of sex. 
And if they didn't then the girl would be forcefully 'instructed' and that
would not be pleasant.  John nodded at his wife and stood giving a loud
sigh, "Tonight then.  We'll do it tonight." "Thank you John.  It's for the
best." John looked away and stared at a dildo imagining it being used on
his little princess, thrust in and out by some uncaring teacher.  His mind
drifted then to imagining the sight of a boy's bottom bouncing up and down
between the pale thin legs of his daughter.  Then finally his mind pictures
the boy's small bottom being replaced with his.  He shook the terrible
thought from his head but to his shame a hardening of his penis betrayed
the subconscious truth.





   Amy Chapter 5 By Lee Davey leedavey1000@gmail.com copyright 2011 by Lee
Davey, all rights reserved * * * * * This story is intended for ADULTS
ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors.
If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if
such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save
this story.  * * * * *

   Chapter 5: Amy sat down between her two parents where her mother tapped
the cushions on the sofa.  Amy had been surprised that her parents had
insisted that she join them to watch TV.  Normally they were happy to see
her leave after dinner and play in her room, still it was nice she had had
a horrible day and being safe and secure between her two parents was just
what she needed.  John looked over his daughters head and nodded to Fran
who picked up the DVD remote and pointed it at the TV.  "Amy" her father
began, "We have a short documentary that we need to watch.  Shrugging her
shoulders Amy said little; after all they were only watching the evening
news so anything else was bound to be more interesting surely?  Fran
pressed the button and placing the remote down placed her arm around her
daughter and snuggled her in more closely.  "Welcome to an Introduction to
the 8th Grade curriculum changes" A be-suited man said smiling into the
camera.  "This guide has been created to introduce you to some of the
exciting new developments in pedagogical research." Amy began to worry she
was not sure what 'pedagogical' meant, but given that behind the man there
was now the view of a school bustling with teenage children; and what had
happened to her already today she began to put 2 and 2 together.  "Um I'll
go upstairs now." Amy stuttered as she made to stand but failed as her
mothers arm held her tightly.  "No stay here and watch Amy dear, this will
be educational, for all of us." Her mother answered holding her child
tightly.  "As you know the curriculum for older children has changed." The
be-suited man continued now standing in an empty classroom.  "The basic 3
R's remain along with a selection of sciences, arts and humanities. 
However as I'm sure you know there have been two major changes." Amy
watched squirming in embarrassment as two children walked into the scene.
Both totally naked their physical development and slight dusting of hair in
the nether regions indicated that they had entered puberty, just.  The room
was silent as the 3 Barneshurts's continued to watch as the man continued
to explain the curriculum.  At points the two children demonstrated
physically what was involved much to the horror of Amy, who could not
believe the girl could possibly enjoy having that thing put in her.

   Amy watched as the girl was held down on a table the suited man then
sprayed the boys penis with some strange liquid and bid the boy mount the
girl.  Amy looked away as the boy arranged himself between the supine girls
legs and entered her smoothly in a single motion.  The man clinicaly
explained the 'benefits' of controlling the sexual explorations of children
as the boy continued having sex with the girl.  Amy could not help herself
but return her gaze to the screen and see that while the boy seemed to be
enjoying himself immensely as he thrusted away, a goofy grin on his face.
The girl appeared either indifferent, thanks to the clitoral block Amy
suspected, or pained as the boy plunged in too enthusiastically at times.
The boy finally came grunting hard shaking and pulling out of the girl. 
The man expected the boys now deflating penis remarking on the sperm
analysis that would be undertaken on boys sperm over their school life. 
Apparently it was necessary to take regular samples from boys to check on
the fertility of the next generation.  Amy did not fully understand the why
or how this was done.  Nor why anyone would insist on checks on the girls
fertility with the public reporting and recording of menstruation it
sounded downright bizarre.  The next scene was no improvement.  The girls
expression was inscrutable as she knelt before the boy and took his still
slimy penis between her pink lips.  She sucked and licked the penis
covering each inch of flesh, moving her tongue to clean a bit when the
instructor pointed it out.  John watched the boys expression half delight
half pain as the teenage girl cleaned him, clearly the girl was unaware
that stimulating a post orgasmic penis could be painful.  Or perhaps she
did but was merely getting a little revenge.  Amy though squirmed with
embarrassment begging to be allowed to go upstairs only stopping when her
mother raised her voice at her, a most rare occurrence.  The tone of the
DVD changed as the original two children left and two more entered.  These
were older the girl had breasts and a dark triangle of hair while the boy
had a large penis nestling in a nest of blond hair.  Amy's attention was
not on that, she had little interest in a boy's thingy, but rather on the
cane that the man had uncovered as if from nowhere.

   "More than just the sex education element of school has changed.  While
it is believed that regular sex and 'draining' both of boys and girls will
greatly improve school discipline.  It is expected that of course the
children will still occasionally misbehave.  That is where this comes
in..." the man appeared to caress the thin rod.  Amy watched wincing as the
boy was bent over his fingers touching his toes.  The skin of his bottom
stretched taut like a drum.  All three jumped as the man slashed the cane
in without warning leaving a deep dark purple mark where it struck. 
"Corporal punishment has as you know been reintroduced in schools for all
ages.  Up to the age of thirteen only spankings or very mild paddlings were
permitted." The man rubbed the cheeks of the boy who moaned lowly when the
fingers brushed the now swollen weal, but otherwise kept still and quiet.
"Teenagers are more mature physically than pre-teens obviously so a
consequent increase in the severity of punishment is required.  The cane is
the preffered instrument as it enacts the most deterrent for the smallest
effort.  However other implements can be used of desired" The second the
man stopped speaking he stepped back and lanced another blow in, then
another and another.  Obviously the strokes shown were for real given the
screams of pain and livid weals that were left in its wake.  Within minutes
the boy's bottom was smeared red with trickles of oozing blood.  The man
appeared unconcerned at the physical state of the ravaged flesh torn and
tattered as it was, merely pointing out the robustness of children's
bottoms to the occasional 'minor scratch'.  However even the two adults
were shocked, as Amy could attest from her mothers squeak and tightening
arm, as the man demonstrated that punishment under the new rules was not
just restricted to the bottom.  Amy could not believe what was happening
when the girl was held by two men.  She nearly fainted as she watched the
man whip the against the girls girly place, the girl weeping in agony as a
line of bruised and swollen flesh appeared crossing her entire vagina. 
Apparently satisfied at the state of the girls vagina and surrounding area
and ignoring the girls already copious cries for mercy, the man changed his
aim and began to methodically whip her rounded breasts instead. 
"Traditionally the use of the cane was restricted to the bottom." The man
swiped the cane through the air little pink droplets flying off in its
wake. "Other areas should not be neglected.  A girls breasts and thighs
have sufficient resilience to withstand quite a heavy beating without
permanent damage." The fact that the girl was sobbing hysterically and was
dragged away limp, put the words 'permanatly into context'.  The camera now
swtitched to a view of the boy his bottom still livid with the harm of its
earlier caning.  The cane though was not destined to revisit the scene of
its earlier crimes.  The man reached down and slowly wanked the boy's
penis. As nature intended the boy hardened to his full 5 inches in length.
The man paused and watched impassionedly as the two men having discarded
the girl came in and now held the boy firmly by a shoulder and arm each. 
No he can't be about to do what I think he is John whimpered.  There was a
grunt of empathy from him as the man whipped the cane sharply across the
boy's penis, so hard that it compressed the shaft almost in half and
bounced it around wildly.  To no ones surprise the boy screamed in agony
and fainted dead away.  Ignoring this the man merely used the cane as a
pointer lifting the boys penis up to demonstrate the raw, red abrasion left
where the blow had ripped a layer of skin from the boys shaft, and
continued then to explain when and for what such punishments were given. 
Amy morosely thought that it would have been quicker for the man to say
'for whatever a teacher or parent wants, and whenever and wherever they
please'.  Rather than waffle on about 'deterrents' and the effect of
'humiliation on child ego development'.  "Daddy I don't want to go to my
new class, can't we go back to how it was before." Amy pleaded looking at
her father imploringly as the boy was carried away.  "No." her father
replied shortly.  He was surprised at how he had reacted during the DVD. 
The caning did nothing for him, whether of the boy, which sickened him, or
of the girl.  The scenes of the sex education though to his shame had.  He
enjoyed his sex life with Fran, but when he watched the scene of the boy
moving between doggy style, cow girl and missionary as the watching man
expounded on the merits of training children early in 'pleasure techniques'
and which positions maximised chances of pregnancy had shamefully caused
his penis to harden.  The last time he had been attracted to a young child,
he had been a young child himself.  Now he was unsure whether he was
continuing with his daughters' 'education' for her benefit or his.  And to
his amazement he realised he no longer cared, just as long as it happened.





   Amy Chapter 6 By Lee Davey leedavey1000@gmail.com copyright 2011 by Lee
Davey, all rights reserved * * * * * This story is intended for ADULTS
ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors.
If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if
such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save
this story.  * * * * *

   Chapter 6: Amy turned the handle and stepped back as the shower head
dribbled itself dry.  Stepping out of the shower she wrapped herself in a
bath sheet and slowly began to dry herself.  What a day Amy considered the
events of this landmark day in her life.  She self-consciously touched her
girly bits and noted that where her, what did that DVD call it?  Oh yes
clitoris lay her flesh felt dead.  She could not even feel her finger as
she pushed and prodded at its location.  I wonder why they did that, it's
not as if it served any purpose Amy pondered.  Her mind then drifted to the
events at home, quietly skipping over her farting introduction to her new
classmates.  Her mind then went to the time she had sat between her parents
and watched that DVD.  She was mortified when the sex was going on, but she
was horrified at the beatings particularly when it moved on to the
punishment of a child's secret bits, Amy shivered as she dropped the towel
and picked up her bathrobe.  Fran laid out the towel and neatly lined up
the various implements she decided were necessary for tonight.  Given
John's reluctance at becoming too involved in Amy's introduction she had
had to take the lead.  Looking down she made a quick inventory.  Lube,
check, small dildo, check, full-size dildo, check, antiseptic cream and
tissues check.  Looking over her shoulder she could see John plugging in
the Sybian device in the corner of their bedroom and adjusting the device
to the requirements his wife had insisted upon.  Finally Fran stood up and
let her breath out in a soft whistle, "Right that's everything set up dear.
I'll fetch Amy and we can get this over with." John watched his wife leave
and bending down trailed a finger over the 'Breaker'.  John winced as he
felt the narrow length flare out at the end into a bulbous end.  John could
accept, if not agree with the Government's reasoning on children, after all
they had been a bunch of uncontrolled louts, and know child crime had all
but ended.  However some of the decisions that the Government had made
concerning the training of children, bordered on the obscene.  Take the
'Breaker' for example, John paused and shivered.  What sort of mind would
design a dildo especially to break a young girls hymen, so as to, they
said, ensure that the practice lessons that the girl undertook at school
were not too painful.  The same mind that then went on to say you could
whip a boys penis, that was the mind Jon added mentally.  John too could
not fully grasp the distinctions that the Government had imposed on adult /
child relationships.  A parent could beat their child, and we're not
talking just on their bottom, yet there were still rules on child
protection!  A parent was not allowed to have sex with their child, well
that in practice only meant anal or normal sex, apparently oral sex and the
use of fingers wasn't considered sex.  Who decided where the lines were
drawn?  John knew the answer to that as well.  It was the Prime Minister an
old man known for his rectitude and conservative morals.  A man whose
economic genius following the depression of the 2010's allowed him to push
through many changes to the laws and ethics of the country.  These changes
included the new child rearing changes brought in for the child's benefit;
and when these changes actually greatly improved discipline and academic
attainment, everyone seemed to fall in line with the changes, the
activities that children now undertook were considered, 'an acceptable
sacrifice for the good of the nation'.  But the rules on having sex with
children just did not seem to make sense to John.  Only children, i.e. 
under 18's were allowed to have sex with other children.  Fair enough,
however the rules excluded teachers from that prohibition as they were
there to teach children about sex.  That made some sense John conceded. 
Then the rules excluded medical professionals, if the reason for sex was
medically required assessment or treatment.  Of course the medical
professionals were the ones who decided what was and was not medically
required.  But since when did tonsillitis require a blowjob to diagnose!!!
Then the Government gave the same rights to law enforcement officers, as a
tool for punishing and disciplining children, so much more effective
everyone agreed then fines or imprisonment.  All these exceptions were
granted yet John could not have full sex with his own child he seethed at
this injustice.  Then he paused what the hell was he thinking, make love to
his daughter!  He had never considered the possibility before but now...  A
cough from the door woke John from his inner conflict; he turned and
watched his wife walk in to the room.  His throat caught as his daughter
followed her, her small hand held tightly in the hand of her mother.  Amy's
eyes were wide in fear her cheeks pale and drawn, her mother though ignored
her daughters obvious discomfort and walked her towards the bed chatting
about inconsequential matters as if on the bed were not spread various
implements of a sexual nature.  "Well Amy now that you are in a new class
you need to be informed about the 'birds and the bees'" Fran put up a hand
to stop Amy protesting that she had already had that talk.  "I mean the
real birds and bees talk.  Sex." Fran clarified.  "Your school will provide
you with the full details and" a slight pause "A chance to practice." But
your father and I need to prepare you." "I don't want to." Amy mumbled and
shrank back as her eyes saw the tube of lube and various dildos arrayed on
her parents bed.  Ignoring Amy for a moment John walked past the pair and
closed the door to the bedroom.  Not that there was anyone else in the
house, but to slow down Amy should try, quite understandably run.  "Don't
be naughty Amy we have to do this, it's no different then when you had your
vaccinations, a little prick and it's all over." John explained to his
daughter as he tried manfully to ignore the suppressed giggles of his wife
at his Fruedian slip.  Fran picked Amy up and sat her on the edge of the
bed and then to Amy's surprise pulled off the sweatshirt she had been
wearing revealing her largish breasts supported by a plain bra.  Amy
flicked her eyes away from her mother, she had seen her nude many times,
they had changed in swimming pools and even shared a bath together, and
neither times had the 10 year old felt uncomfortable, it was just you know
natural.  Now Amy could feel the difference, her father watched on as his
wife stripped down, first her jogging pants and then her bra and panties
until she stood nude in front of Amy.  Amy looked at her mother noting the
few, but only a few, extra pounds around her middle, her wide hips, her big
breasts that had breastfed her so many years ago, and then finally the
thick black patch of hair that covered her vagina.  Amy realised then that
she was only wearing a dressing gown, and was naked underneath it, and
suspected that she too would be joining her mother in this most unusual
display of casual nudity willingly or not.  It was not Amy though who
undressed next.  Amy gasped as her father pulled off the shirt he was
wearing exposing a fleshy chest with a thatch of hair covering his entire
body.  As John hooked his fingers into the waist of his trousers Amy
squeaked and stood to escape.  A snaking arm of her mother caught her and
sitting down on the bed herself she entrapped the girl onto her lap.  "Now
Amy there is nothing to be frightened of.  You have seen me naked many
times and there is no difference between that and seeing your father
naked." Amy while no expert immediately spotted one difference.  Her
fathers penis dangled loosely between his thighs nestling in a thick bush
of wiry black hair.  Amy blushed a bright red at this sight and turned away
in embarrassment.  Her mother though was having none of that nonsense. 
Standing she brought her daughter around and walked her to stand in front
of her father.  "Now Amy see there is nothing to be embarrassed away. 
Remember that you will be seeing a lot more of these." Fran lifted her
husbands penis gently when you start school properly next week.  "Here
touch." Amy found her mother moving her hand to touch her fathers penis. 
All Amy could do was shrink away at the strange feel of her fathers penis,
and all she could remember of this first touch was a feeling of heat, a
hotness beyond what the girl would have expected from mere skin and flesh.
John felt himself harden as his daughters hand touched his cock, blood
pouring in and filling the length of his pride and joy.  To his secret
disappointment his wife did not allow his daughters hand to linger long,
instead pulling her daughter away.  John watched as his wife chatting away
as if this was as natural as anything, untied the belt around his daughters
bathrobe and then helped the docile girl free of its confining grip.  Amy
no longer resisted, her mind having shut down its usual responses to the
events of this evening.  She had seen her father naked, she still could she
realised, and she further realised she was no longer bothered.  How strange
she mused, why was she not bothered by the sight of her fathers bits?  Was
it because she knew that worse was to come and there was nothing she could
do.  Amy lay back on the bed staring dully up at her two parents who sat
either side of her smiling down at her.  Her mother gently brushed some
hair back from her eyes in such a familiar yet incongruous demonstration of
maternal love.  "Now sweety you are starting big girls school properly next
week.  And from the DVD we watched you know there will be some new" Fran
paused sharing a look with John, "some new topics you will be studying. 
Now I won't lie to you.  You may find them a bit awkward and even painful
to start with, but don't worry you will soon learn to enjoy them" Fran
injected a false sense of fun into her voice.

   In truth Fran knew that her daughter was unlikely to gain much
enjoyment. After all the Government had deadened her childs' clitoris
making it completely unresponsive, enjoyment was simply not an option for a
teenager nowadays.  Fran felt that this was terrible, knowing as she did
that for most girls, herself included, clitoral stimulation was the best
chance of reaching orgasm.  But that was it wasn't it.  Old men in
Government exercising control.  Control over boys by controlling the sex
drives, and control over girls by making them reliant on vaginal
stimulation for any chance of an orgasm.  Did they not know how difficult
it would be for a girl to have an orgasm from vaginal penetration alone? 
Fran knew the answer.  Of course they did.  That was the whole point.  What
matter to them that to control the girls and their boyfriends, that the
girls may suffer an adolescence, and possibly lifetime without satisfaction
was of no matter.  Fran said nothing though but smiled at her daughter. 
"Your Father and I have to take care of a little problem before you go back
to school.  Because if we don't then the way the school will remove it will
be quite 'uncomfortable'.  Fran remembered back to her first time, not with
John, but a boy named - what was it again?  Oh yes Greg.  Fifteen years old
in his parents bed when they were out for the evening.  A fumbling
experience as Greg laid on top of her, until finally he penetrated her
roughly tearing up her channel and punching his way through her hymen, the
blood, pain and 'ickiness' of it all putting her off sex until college
several years later, when her next boyfriend, again not John, had shown how
a man should make love to a woman.  Shaking herself back to the present
Fran trailed a finger down her daughters naked pale chest until she cupped
the bare slit of her daughters vagina with one hand.  "Do you know what
your hymen is?" Amy was blank, her mind a fog of despair and hopelessness,
she did not want to be here, she did not want to be moving to the big girls
classes.  She wanted it to be two nights ago, When her bed was just
somewhere you slept, and her dreams were of horses and princesses.  Yet
what she wanted meant nothing.  The Government had decreed, her parents had
agreed, and she would abide, there was no choice, no hope no future, all
she could do was smile and survive these coming nights.  Amy shook her head
finally as her mother repeated her question, a slight touch of worry in her
tone at her daughters demeanour.  "Well Amy girls have a little bit of skin
up inside their girly bits." Her father interjected smiling as Amy turned
her blank look at him, "There is no need for it but we need to get rid of
it for you, before some boy at school does so less considerately.  OK." Amy
nodded not sure what she had agreed to, and knowing that really her
agreement did not matter.  "Good girl now lie still your Mum is going to
make you nice and ready.  You may enjoy this princess." John watched as his
wife slipped down the bed and gently eased her daughters skinny legs apart
and moved her face towards her slit.  Fran examined her daughter slit for a
moment marvelling at its clean lines, and beautiful nature, so unlike her
older 'cunt', ravaged by age, john's cock and most of all child birth.  Yes
I have a cunt but my daughter my precious daughter has a cute little cunny
she mused.  Moving forward she gently kissed Amy's mound before using her
fingers to separate her daughters hairless lips she licked slowly up and
down to coat the channel with a preparation of maternal love and
lubrication.  Fran marvelled at the sweetness of the taste on her tongue,
it differed so much from the musty unpleasantness of her husbands penis and
balls, though she rarely deigned to use her mouth on him.  Amy felt weird
her mother was sticking her tongue up her thingy.  DID SHE NOT KNOW WHAT
CAME OUT OF THERE WHEN SHE WENT TO TOILET?  Why on earth would anyone do
such a thing?  Other than that all she felt was wet, even when her mother
licked and then sucked up her tiny clit she felt nothing, the chemical
clitectomy she had endured denying her any sensations whatsoever.  John
could not help but react his penis hardening to its full 6 inch glory as he
watched his wife go down on his daughter.  He could not remember when he
had been so hard, it was if a rod of steel had been inserted into him.  He
watched entranced as his wife stopped her oral ministrations, and moving
back began to slowly insert a finger into their daughter.  He realised that
the time was coming and stood and moving to the sybian machine, and applied
a thick cover of lubrication to the dildo thrusting up from it.  This
'hymen breaker' dildo was fairly small but fitted with a bulbous tip that
would ensure that any girls hymen was efficiently ruptured and violated
with no hope of resistance.

   "John." Turning John siled as his wife brought over Amy to stand before
the machine.  John could see that Amy's hitherto detached eyes had flicked
back to life, a relief he had been somewhat concerned.  Now though Amy was
looking apprehensively at the machine.  Although young and a virgin she was
not so naive, especially after watching that DVD, what the thing was for,
and more importantly where it was likely to end up.  Amy tried to pull away
but her mother held her fast, John moved to her other side and took her
other arm.  Between them the pair moved the girl over the machine.  "Now
Amy it's best if you cooperate with us.  A quick little sit down and it's
all over." John reassured the girl "No, no I don't won't to." Slappp.. 
Fran slapped her daughters naked behind, not hard, but hard enough to leave
a pink hand print.  Amy and John looked in surprise at Fran.  Amy had never
been hit by her mother before.  "You will obey us Amy, or I will take you
over my knee and spank your naughty bottom red.  Do I make myself clear?  I
SAID DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?".  "Yes Mum" Amy mumbled wanting to rub her
stinging bottom but unable to do so as her arms were being held by her
parents.  "Good now come on." Amy found herself lifted and moved slightly
as her parents ensured that the head of the dildo nestled firmly at the
entrance of the girl.  Then without any words of comfort they pushed her
down.  Amy screamed at the feeling of the cold dildo pushed through into
her.  Thud....  Ow, ow, owwwww.  The combination of a gel lubricated dildo,
and a mother lubricated cleft meant no resistance was offered as she fell
fully onto the pole.  It ripped up through her and punched without
consideration through her hymen, causing her to feel as if something had
torn deep within her.  Struggling in pain Amy tried to rise and extract
herself from the impalement, but found herself held by her mother.  Two
clicks signalled that her father had attached some clamps to her legs that
tied her firmly to the base of the virgin breaking machine.  Satisfied the
parents stood back and looked at the girl.  John felt a pang of pride for
some reason as he watched Amy, sway and stare eyes wide in astonishment as
she felt her cunny filled fully for the first time, the mixture of unknown
fullness and soreness making a heady mix her 10 year brain was ill equipped
to process.  Fran knelt down and with a finger dipped her finger into the
small trail of blood that now oozed down the shaft.  Holding it up she
displayed it to John who shared a nod of 'job well done' with his wife. 
Before she stood Fran turned a small dial on the base of the machine
causing it to begin to vibrate gently.  Amy jerked in surprise only the
ties on her legs denying her escape as the ripples added another layer of
sensation to the feelings coursing through her.  Had her clitoris been
functioning it was likely that she would have orgasmed, and almost
certainly she would have after a few minutes of the stimulation.  Now
though all Amy could feel was a strange combination of tickling niceness
deep within her coupled with a sore ache.  Fran made to clear away some of
the materials arrayed around the room as her daughter knelt trussed to the
machine.  The guide had after all recommended that she be left on the
machine for at least an hour, so as to ensure her channel was fully broken
in.  John though stopped her and turning her to him kissed her passionately
his lips mashing into hers.  "John what are you doing?" John's hand reached
down and pushing through his wife's thatch found his target and urgently
thrust into his wife.  "You're wet" he smiled triumphantly.  "John please
not in front of Am...  Ohhhhhh fuck." Fran's protests stopped as she gave
in to her feelings.  After all unlike Amy her clit was fully functioning
and desperate for attention.  She had to her surprise been turned on all
evening, the DVD, her daughter it was all so, she did not know the words,
but whatever the words she was hot.  The hardness of her husband showed
that he too had been affected.  John was not a dominant lover and the pairs
sex life was at best a weekly, and not always that often, slow missionary
screw on a Saturday night.  John though had needs, his penis was hard and
if he could not have Amy take care of it then his wife would do.  He pushed
her back so she fell on the bed he lowered himself between her and
forcefully fucked her.  This was not their normal lovemaking but something
more animal like, the squelching sounds of cock in cunt, added to the
grunts of John and the moans and yelps from Fran.  Amy said nothing as she
knelt tied to the masturbation machine.  She could not see what her parents
were doing, but she knew, how could she not?  She had thought they did not
have sex anymore, once perhaps when they had her, but since then surely
not. Yet all she could do was sit here as the machine continued its work
within her, as her parents screamed and groaned through their orgasms, Amy
though said nothing her only comment a tear that trickled down her cheek.





   Amy Chapter 7 By Lee Davey leedavey1000@gmail.com copyright 2011 by Lee
Davey, all rights reserved * * * * * This story is intended for ADULTS
ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors.
If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if
such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save
this story.  * * * * *

   Chapter 7: John stopped the car and turned to Amy where she sat in the
back.  "You ready princess?" Amy nodded slowly.  The moment had come that
she had dreaded.  It was Monday morning and the first full day of her new
senior classes.  She had been in bed all of yesterday her mother insisting
that she rest.  Amy did not protest not even when her mother applied some
antiseptic gel to her vagina.  Her mother if truth was told was
embarrassed. Due to her lovemaking with her husband, Amy had been left
strapped to the 'breaker' for an hour and a half.  She literally had to be
dragged from it, the lips of her vagina red and inflamed from the excessive
penetration it had endured.  Fran had concentrated so much on her husband
that she had all but forgotten her, until her plaintiff cries had woken the
pair of entwined adults from their sticky slumber so they could come to her
rescue.  "Well come on don't want to be late do we." Amy nodded and leaving
the car followed her Dad into the school.  She ignored the looks her former
classmates gave her, knowing that the looks would only be a mixture of pity
and gloating glee at her new situation.  John stopped as he saw Ms Hayes
approach along the hallway.  "Oh you're here good.  Go in and sit down Amy
I need a quick word with you father." Ms Hayes smiled kindly at Amy who
moved off to her class.  "Wait don't I get a kiss first?" her father asked.
Amy stopped and turning kissed her father on the cheek and rushed off,
before anyone noticed the dead look in her eyes.  "Mr Barnehurst the Head
has asked if you could drop by to speak to him.  He has an offer he makes
to all parents when the children move up to the 8th grade." John walked
towards the Head's office reminiscing about how his sex life had improved
recently, but there was a twinge about his daughter.  Obviously she was
struggling to come to terms with her new life.  Still he cheered up she
would get over it, she was young and resilient and she didn't really have a
choice as in 3 years all this would have happened anyway.  A few minutes
later Mr Barneshurst sat in the secretaries room outside of the Headmasters
office.  He declined the proffered drink and acknowledged the secretary's
apologies that the Head had been slightly delayed.  A loud cracking sound
and shrill scream echoed from the office suddenly explaining clearly the
'delay'.  "Mr Barneshurst I'm sorry to have delayed you please come in" the
urbane Headmaster's head popped around his door and beckoned the waiting
man in.  Mr Barneshurst walked in and with admirable self-control declined
to refer to the naked 16 year old girl bent over the Head's desk.  His
self-control was tested further when he sat at the chair the head offered,
given that the chair was positioned a scant 3 feet from the magnificent
bottom of the girl.  She was incredible and could surely be a model if she
so desired.  Her hips were curvy, her waist trim, breasts full but not
large.  Her form would have been perfect were it not for the 6 bright red
cane marks that currently marred the girl's bottom.  "Mr Barnehurst I help
everything is going well with Amy?  She has been prepared I hope, her class
is due for double personal education today." "Oh yes all sorted I assure
you." "Good, good we must always think of the children." His words said
with no sense of irony despite the naked crying girl who still lay in front
of him.  The head steepled his fingers under his chin and looked as if was
considering some difficult decision.  "Mr Barnehurst, John can I call you
John?  Thank you.  Yes John I see in you a caring father." John nodded
after all he could hardly argue.  Internally though he was struggling to
avoid the nude girl inches from him.  He had never been so close to such an
attractive and nubile young teenager.  His wife was OK in the looks
department at best, and his daughter too young to have much in the way of
sexual looks.  This girl though was a different kettle of fish.  "I'm
sorry" he apologised as he missed what the Head said next.

   "I said John have you given any thought to becoming a parent teaching
assistant?" "Well I'm busy and don't have too much spare time." John
quickly replied not anxious to be roped in to some volunteer work." The
Head smiled "Don't be so quick John.  Have you fully considered the
benefits?" The Head stood and walked around the desk and trailed a finger
down the spine of the supine girl causing her to shiver.  His finger did
not slow as it reached the crevice between her peaches of bottom cheeks. 
His finger dipped slightly into the crack and only reluctantly pulled away
as the curve of the bottom meandered away to a much more interesting place.
"Remember John teaching professionals have certain rights...  sorry I mean
obligations in respect of children.  Stand up Beth." The last words were
spoken softly but firmly to the bent over girl.  Beth stood and turned now
displaying her front to John who nearly had a stroke as her girlish slit
was open to him, completely denuded of hair as was becoming a common
requirement of parents of their children.  Her breasts though were clearly
those of a young woman, both of the breasts were firm were proudly ignoring
gravity with disdain, two small pink nipples erect from the slight chill in
the office poking out.  The girl, Beth made no move to cover her nudity
despite the red tinted patches on her cheeks giving away her embarrassment
at John's frank stare.  Beth had only just been caned but was well aware
the Head would take no account of that fact should she be obdurate in her
behaviour.  "Remember John teaching professionals are entitled to 'tutor'
children.  And if you became a parental teaching assistant you would be
allowed, obligated even to take a more practical hand in your daughters
tuition and occasionally help out at school, after school events or
detention that sort of thing.  The Head put his arm around the girl.  A
move that could have been taken as one of reassurance were it not for the
fact that the act caused his hand to rest lightly on her breasts, and began
gently teasing the nipple.  "Well put like that then perhaps I could help."
John stammered an erection now straining his pants, a fact that both the
Head and the girl could not help but notice.  "Unfortunately while I know
for a fact that you have the attributes we are looking for in an assistant"
you're horny and rich he silently added, "There are some rules. 
Bureaucratic nonsense but there you go." The head responded.  "What are
they?" John at that moment would have agreed to sacrifice a testicle if
only he could drain the other one in the bald pussy of the girl in front of
him.  "Well there is the application fee, and you would have to attend a
short practical tuition course.  The course is no problem in fact we could
hold it this coming weekend if you wanted.  The fee though would be £5000"
the Head waited.  He was slowly drawing John in.  Ever since the new rules
on child education were brought in the opportunity to make money became
apparent.  The Government soon worked out that if enough parents could be
persuaded to volunteer as assistants the education budget would be slashed,
and who knows perhaps the school system could make the country money even.
The Head too knew the value of a good parent.  He received a 10% commission
and he had to recruit a minimum number of parents, as his budget was
predicated upon this.  "£5,000 is a lot of money." John murmured.  The Head
said nothing instead he unzipped his flies and pulled out his penis.  Beth
knelt down knowing her part in this act.  Beth had wondered why the Head
had sent for her.  She knew that the claim that she was late for class was
simply untrue.  But arguing against a teachers word was pointless, and
would only involve a doubling of her punishment; and six of the best across
her bare bottom was agony enough.  Beth hated her looks, she knew she was
attractive.  And she knew that the Headmaster was using her to obtain money
for the school, yet no one cared.  Her father regularly fucked her, fucked
her more than he did her mother.  Not that her mother was any better taking
comfort in the attentions of daughters tongue to make up for her lack of an
active sex life.  She was 16 and dreaded the weekends when one parent would
be packing his cock up her in whatever hole his fancy decided, while her
tongue was licking out her mother.  She hated it but her parents claimed it
was for her benefit, all Beth knew was she seemed to be the only one of the
three missing out on an orgasm.  Beth leaned over and gently sucked the
first inch of the Head's penis in her mouth.  Her training meant that she
barely recoiled at the faint taste of urine on the penis, and began to suck
the Head as she knew she was required in this little play.  Oh fuck John
nearly buckled at the knees as he imagined trading places with the Head. 
"Yes." he croaked and cleared his throat, "Yes I can't see £5,000 being a
problem." He managed.  "Perhaps I could spend some time with the young
girl." John asked hopefully as the Head popped his cock from Beth's mouth
as if her ministrations were of no interest and tucked his now damp penis
back in to his pants.  "Unfortunately no Jon.  You need to attend a short
training event here on Saturday before that.  Just to explain what is and
is not appropriate." He explained, "after that you would be free to use, I
mean assist your daughter as you wish.  Additionally you could help train
other school pupils when assisting in school events." John nodded dumbly
his balls aching madly as he looked at the kneeling girl her lips still
damp from the saliva she had been using to coat the Head's penis.  "Don't
worry John I'm sure these next 5 days will simply pass by.  Beth you're
dismissed, don't be late to class again - no you can dress out in the hall.
Now John just make your payment arrangements to the secretary outside and
she give you the event details, and you never know perhaps Beth will be one
of the children involved on the day.  Oh God I hope so John though as he
duck walked out of the head's office his erection threatening to cause
permanent damage to the seams of his pants.





   Amy Chapter 8 By Lee Davey leedavey1000@gmail.com copyright 2011 by Lee
Davey, all rights reserved * * * * * This story is intended for ADULTS
ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors.
If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if
such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save
this story.  * * * * *

   Chapter 8: Amy walked into the room and looked around the room for a
free seat.  "Over here." Amy looked over and saw Georgina waving at her and
patting an empty seat next to her.  Amy was in two minds as she remembered
that the girl had seen her naked, trussed and being examined by the nurse
and in normal times she would be the last person that Amy would wish to
see. However given that the only other free chair was next to a boy Amy
decided that the girl was the best option.  "How are you doing" Georgina
asked Amy nibbling a strand of hair between her perfect white teeth.  "It's
farty." A sniggering voice spoke up behind causing the rest of the class to
burst out in laughter.  "Amy went red and started to cry, the emotions she
had been holding in check these past few days finally overcoming her wafer
thin control.  This as was only to be expected caused the other children to
laugh louder.  "Joshua you bastard, what's wrong with you." Georgie shot
back at the boy who sat behind her.  "Georgina mind your language." The
voice was soft with no hint of a threat but the entire class immediately
went dead quiet.  Ms Hayes closed the door behind her.  "Sorry Miss"
Georgina blurted out looking pale at being caught out swearing by her
teacher.  Ms Hayes ignored her instead looking at Amy and then to Joshua.
"Well Joshua why don't you tell me what is going on." Ms Hayes voice had
not changed, but there was a tone that indicated that the next few minutes
would prove interesting.  "Nothing Ms Hayes" "Really!  Why then is Amy
crying?" Ms Hayes asked raising an eyebrow.  "I don't know Miss, perhaps
starting in a new class was too much for her." Joshua replied his tone
eminently reasonable, his confidence unassailable.  "That makes sense." Ms
Hayes looked as if she were considering something "And here I was thinking
it was because you called her a nasty name." The room went quieter if such
were possible, not even a breath could be heard.  Joshua stared back but
stared at the teacher but said nothing.  "Let's see Joshua.  Lying,
bullying and insolence.  Oh dear three things I will not tolerate in little
boys in my class." And what happens to insolent little boys in my class
Joshua?" steel now in her tone.  "They get spanked Miss" Joshua replied his
bravado slipping.  "Yes they do.  And what happens to liars?" "They get
caned Miss." Joshua's voice barely a whisper.  "Yes they do.  And bullies?"
"They get birched." Josh replied his voice now hollow with dread.  "So they
do.  Well then Joshua you have earned yourself a spanking, a caning and a
birching.  Not bad work for one little insult.  Was it worth it?" "I asked
you a question was it worth it?" "No Miss Hayes." "No I don't suppose it
was.  Now I'm not an unreasonable person" Ms Hayes smirked, "So I will only
spank you today at lunchtime.  Would that be O.K?" "Oh yes Miss.  Thank you
Miss." Joshua replied relief throughout his voice, and as one the class
seemed once more to breathe.  "I will then ask Mr Dawkins to give you a
sound caning tonight after school." Joshua nearly lost control of his
bladder at this.  A spanking from Ms Hayes was mildly unpleasant and would
give him a red bottom for a couple of hours.  A caning from Mr Dawkins
meant he would be marked for weeks.  "Your birching can be dealt with
during your detention this Saturday.  I'm sure one of our parental helpers
will help me out.  Especially if a certain one finds out why Joshua is in
detention Ms Hayes added mentally.  The class shifted uncomfortably as
Joshua too began to cry, not sob, but his cheeks were definitely damp.  The
class did not like Amy, nor did they actually hate her.  But she was a new
girl, a young child, too bright for her own good.  And such children were
rarely popular, despite all that it was highly unlikely that Amy would be
picked on.  Until today Ms Hayes had only spanked rarely, and ordered only
one caning, and never ordered a birching.  Ms Hayes had laid down a marker
one that made it quite clear what she would not tolerate; and one no
sensible boy or girl would dare cross.  "Well now that is sorted out let me
take the class register." Ms Hayes carried on as if nothing had happened as
she sat down and opened the class register.  Amy was becoming more and more
anxious as the minutes ticked by and the names were slowly called and
answered.  Amy knew that the first lesson was 'Personal education' and it
was double lesson at that.  When she had received her timetable on the
proceeding Friday her eyes immediately searched for those lessons, and
found to her relief that there were just two of them.  Of course she
realised that meant that there was only 4 hours of S E X each week.  "Right
class you know the procedure." Ms Hayes called out as she closed the
register, "Amy over here please."

   Amy stood and walked slowly towards the teacher but then noted that to
her surprise the room had not descended into a flesh slapping free for all
of sex and nudity that she had expected.  In fact the class was quiet as
the children opened text books and read studiously.  Amy sat down next to
Ms Hayes who turned and smiled at the small girl sitting nervously by her.
"Well Amy here we are".  Amy merely nodded too tongue-tied to reply. 
"Don't look so worried.  I know this is difficult for you." Ms Hayes
squeezed Amy's hand reassuringly.  "Personal education isn't just about sex
you know Amy.  It's about becoming an adult, about responsibility and
control.  We don't have orgies here you know.  It's about technique and
positive reinforcement." Amy smiled as Ms Hayes went on.  Let me explain.
Yes there will be sexual acts here, and so there should be.  And you will
be participating in due course.  But I am here to teach you how to grow
into a fine young woman at home with her sexuality and I personally promise
that I will see to it that you learn at your own pace, do you understand."
"Yes Miss, thank you Miss I was so worried, after that video my parents
showed me." Amy shuddered.  That bloody DVD again Ms Hayes thought.  It did
more harm than good.  Sex and punishments took place in the school.  That
was only right and natural, but really making the first thing a young boy
or girl knew about the new rules was a bloody beating and frankly piss-poor
demonstration of sex was counter-productive.  Ms Haye's sniffed
disdainfully at the quality of the DVD.  No boy from my class would be
quite so incompetent at lovemaking that the boy on the video had been she
added proudly to herself.  "Amy most of Personal education is book based.
The books the class are reading are simply instruction manuals.  Later in
the class we will go on to practical demonstrations but they are sedate and
fully controlled, O.K?  That's a good girl.  Now here take your copy of the
manual and start reading the first chapter.  You can then answer the
questions at the end for homework and bring them in for the next personal
class later in the week." Amy walked back and took her seat ignoring the
glowering look of hatred that Joshua shot her.

   "Class it istime for your results." Ms Hayes spoke up as Amy sat down
and looked approvingly as everyone in the class paid her immediate
attention.  "Good.  First I will read of the top academically performing
girls from last week.  That would be Theresa, Helen and Yasmine."

   Amy watched as the three named girls smiled broadly and the other 9 or
so girls in the class looked downcast.  "What's going on?" Amy whispered to
Georgie.  "Oh poop.  Missed out again." Georgie whispered back before
explaining, "You see Amy the three girls with the best performance get a
free pass from being selected later." Ms Hayes continued before Amy could
ask 'a free pass from what?'.  "The top three boys are Harry, Eddie and to
almost everyone's surprise Gavin." A small chuckle run around the class as
Gavin gave a goofy grin as he smiled broadly.  Even Ms Hayes smiled at his
delight, "Well done Gavin you have waited long enough for your chance
haven't you." "Yes Miss I can't wait." The class laughed as did Ms Hayes.
"Why is he so happy?  Does he get some sort of prize?" Amy asked.  "Oh
that's right you wouldn't know would you." Georgie answered out of the
corner of her mouth.  "You see Ms Hayes uses the Personal classes as a
bonus reward system for good behaviour and doing well at classes, much
better than gold stars, well at least the boys think so." Amy noticed that
Georgie looked unhappy at this.  "Well boys please select your lab
partners." Ms Hayes called out.  Harry a tall boy with a shock of unruly
blond hair called out Donna.  Eddie a fat boy with glasses and an oily
complexion called out the name of Simone, indicating a very unhappy looking
dark skinned girl sitting in the front of the room.  Gavin the last of the
three winners paused before smiling at his own cleverness said "Amy." "No
Gavin not Amy.  Not yet at least choose again" Ms Hayes gave the boy a
stern look as he made to complain, "Or you will lose your turn." She
warned. "Oh all right Miss.  Georgie then." He finally selected.  "Oh
great." Georgie moaned to Amy "That's all I need Gavin sweating all over me
I'll need a bath after that."

   Amy looked at her quizzically but received no explanation.  Instead the
three boys and girls moved to the front of the class to stand behind the
teacher.  "Right you lot you know the process get the mats out.  While they
are doing that everyone get ready." Ms Hayes gave her orders in a calm
voice but everyone immediately stood up and began to undress.  Amy sat and
watched unsure what was expected of her.  "Amy come up here please." Amy
stood nervously twisting the fabric of her skirt next to Ms Hayes who did
not look at her instead reading through a report that Amy remembered was
the one the nurse had prepared concerning her last week.  A slapping sound
caused Amy to start in surprise.  Turning Amy saw that the sound was caused
by Harry and Eddie flipping a thick rubber gym mat on the floor.  Amy only
briefly noted that though as she saw that the 3 winning boys now stood
naked, next to then 3 girls stood looking less happy but equally nude.  Amy
felt fingers quickly unhook the clasp of her skirt causing it to fall to
the floor.  Amy blushed deep red as she realised she now stood wearing
panties in the classroom.  The fact that she was surrounded by other naked
children, was surprisingly, of little comfort.  Amy made to bend down to
pick up her skirt as it pooled around her ankles, but was stopped as Ms
Hayes, the phantom skirt dropper, hooked the small girl up and sat her on
the edge of the desk with no apparent effort.  "Well Harry, Eddie, Gavin
what are you waiting for?  Ms Hayes asked mischievously knowing full well
what the three eager children awaited.

   "We need the, you know, the spray Miss." Eddie finally spoke up as none
of the others appeared willing to speak.  "Oh of course how remiss of me to
forget that.  Stay where you are Amy please." Ms Hayes ordered over her
shoulder as she stood and walked to a large cabinet that in most schools
would be full of paper and pens.  Amy though was slightly disappointed to
find that after the teacher had unlooked the cabinet it contained only a
few small cardboard boxes and what looked like a little water spray gun. 
It was this that Ms Hayes picked up and carried over to the three awaiting
boys.  Ms Hayes kneeled down in front of Harry and without any modesty
simply cupped the boy's testicles and small penis in one hand and then
sprayed them with the spray gun.  As Ms Hayes repeated the process with the
other two boys Amy wondered what she was doing.  Perhaps she was just
ensuring the boys were clean before they did anything yucky.  But that did
not explain why the other boys seemed to look on with yearning in their
eyes.  Ms Hayes placed the spray gun and locked the door.  Amazing she
thought thinking about the spray.  Keeping boys under control was never so
easy since they invented that spray.  The Government had decided that the
control of children's sexuality was a key method of regaining control. 
Once it had become clear that removing girl's parts was not particularly
popular, and that simply deadening their clitorises was not enough, the
Government turned on the boys.  Of course for a coalition of old men
surgery on boys was not an option.  However drugs, now drugs they had no
problem with.  For years pharmacologists were aware of the effect on a
male's ability to orgasm or reach the final plateau of sexual release that
certain drugs had.  One such class of drugs usually used for psychological
conditions had the unwanted side effect of suppressing a man's ability to
orgasm.  Why not then the Government thought increase this effect so that
it blocked all sexual feelings.  Why would a boy masturbate or bother girls
if he could feel nothing pleasurable from the experience.  The boy would
then be more likely to behave and concentrate at school.  From then on the
Government had administered yearly depot injections into boys denying them
any sexual feelings.  It would not prevent ejaculation though, that was a
physical process and would still happen as nature intended, but no pleasure
would be experienced, so really what was the point?  Then someone, probably
a woman, remarked that rewarding boys with an orgasm could be a marvellous
way of incentivising academic achievement.  And so the spray was invented.
A highly secret and controlled substance that overcame the effects of the
orgasm suppressant drugs for a short time, at most an hour.  Access to the
spray was restricted solely to teachers, Doctors and the like.  It was
rumoured that on the black market a single spray of that the drug could
fetch a thousand pounds.  It was unfortunate for most boys then that they
did not have access to the black market, and those who might did not have a
£1000 a wank to spare to procure the spray.  The children in Ms Haye's
class knew it simply as the 'joy juice'.  Ms Hayes like a lot of teachers
had implemented a reward system that the best performing children would be
able to enjoy sex during their lessons.  The other children would of course
have sex, but for them there would be no release only the mechanical
actions.  Sex without fun the ultimate control and the improvement in class
performance was frankly astonishing.

   Ms Hayes sat back down and ordered the children who had not been
selected earlier to sit and take notes.  Then she pointed to the fat boy
called Eddie and the dark skinned Simone.  "OK you two start.  Let's see I
think reverse cow-girl.  Yes I know you prefer missionary Eddie, but you're
too big and Simone might get crushed." Eddie flushed at the implied remark
concerning his weight but said nothing not willing to risk his impending
fun with Simone.  Instead he laid down and waited.  Simone stood above him
the disgust on her face causing the boy to scowl in annoyance.  Simone
heard Ms Hayes cough pointedly and with an audible sigh knelt down and
positioned herself over the penis of the fat boy.  The fact that Eddie was
13 and a few minutes ago an attractive female teacher had fondled him,
coupled with the fact that a naked girl was standing astride him ensured
that he already stood fully erect without the need for foreplay.  Simone a
picture of concentration on her face inched down catching the stiff bobbing
penis between her nether lips and satisfied that it was on target lowered
herself slowly until she had placed all her weight down upon the now much
happier looking boy.  Amy watched entranced as she watched the act of
lovemaking for the first time, she had been unable to see her parents make
love the other day, a fact she was glad of.  In truth she could see little,
Eddie's penis was not large and the fact that Simone was now slowly leaning
back and forth meant that Amy actually saw little of the physical act.  She
looked to the side and saw that the other children who were not involved
were watching and scribbling notes on their exercise books.  "Eeeeeeeeee."
Amy squealed as she found her knickers brusquely pulled to one side
exposing her bare slit, and without warning Ms Hayes inserted a finger,
thankfully lubricated, up her virgin slit.  "Oh good, your parents took
care of your maidenhood.  I wondered whether they...  You two stop." This
last command was to Simone who continued to push up and down on Eddie who
lay still panting in pleasure.  Amy sat stock still; Ms Hayes had not as
yet removed her finger so when the class turned to see the reason for her
command they all saw Amy sitting perched on the table with the teacher's
finger up her cunny.  Amy saw a couple of the boys snigger to themselves at
Amy's discomfort and now beetroot red face, but smarter than Joshua first
checked to ensure that Ms Hayes was not looking their way before daring to
do so.  Ms Haye's pulled her finger out of Amy and wiped it clean on a
handy alcohol wipe before standing up.

   "Now class can you tell me what Eddie is doing wrong?  Well anyone?  Yes
Heather?" a small mouse haired girl with glasses put her hand up.  "Eddie
is not thrusting back into Simone's pussy.  He is letting Simone do it
all." She replied not at all self-conscious of using such a dirty word. 
"Good Heather, bonus point for you." Ms Hayes smiled as Heather beamed at
the good news.  "Yes that's right.  Now Eddie you are expected to actively
participate even in the cowgirl position.  Now if you don't start being
more active then you'll not be picked again." Eddie nodded and began
urgently pushing his hips up and down almost dislodging Simone, who
grunting had to catch her balance and adjust her tempo to meet her
partner's new dynamism.  Ms Hayes once more sat down before turning her
attention once more to Amy.  "Oh you can get dressed now Amy.  I just had
to check whether you were still virgo intacto." Ms Hayes informed the girl
without looking at her as she completed a new line on Amy's report.  Amy
gladly jumped down off the table pulling the crotch of her knickers back in
place and swiftly hooking her skirt back in place, anxious to escape any
more sniggering looks.  Finally satisfied Ms Hayes put Amy's report in a
drawer and spoke to Amy as she watched the two children on the floor
continue to make love.  Eddies face indicating that despite the fact that
only a minute or so of active sex had occurred he was about to come.  "Amy
can you tell me what Eddie and Simone are doing?" "There making.....love
Miss" Amy answered her voice dipping almost to a whisper.  "No.  They are
not making love Amy.  Only adults in a loving committed relationship make
love.  Those two are having sex." Ms Hayes could see that Amy was confused
about the distinction "You see Amy making love requires an emotional
connection that children are simply not mature enough to develop.  These
classes are not about love, they are about teaching you about the
practicalities of sex.  So that you can when you are a woman more
effectively express your feelings for your boyfriend or husband." Amy
nodded although she could not really understand what Ms Hayes was driving
at.  All she knew that two children were having sex / love whatever in
front of their watching classmates.  "Ah, ah, ahhhh.  Yess." Eddie
exclaimed announcing his orgasm to the class.  Simone as soon as Eddie had
finished twitching stood up as if she could not wait to be free of the fat
boy's physical presence.  A tell-tale trail of white cum dripped from her
open pussy and onto her brown thigh, indicating that Eddie despite his
pudgy looks was a capable wet cummer.  Ms Hayes wondered whether she should
introduce Amy to a boys' sperm but decided against it.  She has gone
through a lot today I'll try and ease her into things as far as possible.
"O.K.  Simone clean yourself up and stop dripping all over the floor
please. You two standard missionary please." Ms Hayes waved towards Harry
and Donna not seeing Simone's disgusted look as she began to scoop out
Eddie's juice from her open pussy.  That would have been a punishable
offence, even in Ms Hayes class, girls were taught that their job was to
pleasure boys to the best of their ability, and gratefully receive whatever
was deposited.  Still no one could argue that Eddie's cum was not the most
sort after stuff in the class.  Amy was uncomfortable as Ms Hayes rested
the girl on her lap.  Amy was conscious that she was small and much younger
than her new classmates; and if Ms Hayes continued to treat her like a
little girl in front of them then they surely would not accept her as an
equal.  Ms Hayes though was not to be denied so Amy found herself on the
young woman's lap as Donna laid down on the mat.  Squirming a little at the
sweat that Eddie had left upon it she spread her legs and smiled
encouragingly at Harry.  Donna was a chubby but still pretty dark haired
girl.  She had reasonably large breasts and her thighs chunky but pleasing
to view.  Harry thin and tall knelt between the girl and shifted around as
he lined up his 4 inch penis into Donna's hole.  "This is called
missionary." Ms Hayes explained to the whole class, but primarily for Amy's
benefit, after all the others had seen this enough times to know full well
what was going on.  "A standard position that is suitable both for
demonstrating affection and impregnating woman.  The man thrusts into his
partner from above while also having unrestricted access to his partner's
breasts.  Which in Donna's case are filling out quite nicely." "Thank you
Miss." Donna called up from underneath Harry who had only just managed to
slip inside her honestly pleased at the compliment.  Donna quite enjoyed
sex even with an inexperienced lover like Harry.  She much preferred it
when her 17 year old brother took her, which he seemed to do virtually
every night after she turned 13.  But he was considerate and much to both
of their surprise he once managed to give her an orgasm through vaginal
intercourse alone, a most unusual experience.  An experience that Donna had
long searched for ever since, unfortunately with little luck given that for
some reason thirteen year old boys lacked both the experience and physical
equipment required..  With practiced motions she rotated her hips and
clenched her muscles tightly onto Harry's penis milking him with firm
muscular contractions.  Unlike his partner Harry had little knowledge of
sex.  Not that bright he had little practice with real live girls.  His
only experience being forced hand jobs on his unresponsive penis.  An act
that caused him to orgasm if not feel any pleasure from it.  It was
unsurprising then that a skilled girl like Donna was too much for him.  His
eyes widened and he shuddered into an orgasm barely 15 seconds after
pushing into Donna's tight hole.  The class was silent save for a
suppressed snigger.  A snigger even more mortifyingly for Harry that was
both masculine and feminine in tone.  Ms Hayes shook her head in mock
disappointment "Dear me Harry that was most ...  disappointing now wasn't
it." Harry had stood up not even bothering to cover his now deflated cum
and juice covered penis.  "Please Miss Sorry Miss." He apologised red faced
at his lack of control.  "I don't know why you're apologising to me Harry;
I'm not the one you just disappointed." Ms Hayes waved her fingers around
at Donna who still lay on the mat but now raised slightly on her arms
looking at Harry with a mixture of pity and annoyance.  Flushing Harry
turned and mumbled an apology that Donna disdainfully did not acknowledge.
As the two children moved away from the mat, one dabbing herself clean, the
other slinking away shamefaced leaving only Georgie and Gavin standing in
the class naked.

   Amy could not help but look at her friend's body.  Despite being 3 years
her elder Georgie was not built that differently to her.  Her breasts were
visible but hardly big and her hips still narrow.  Gavin was well built his
penis 4 inches and like the others Amy noticed that he too had no skin on
the tip of his penis.  Ms Hayes noticed the look that Amy was giving and
asked her reason.  Stuttering Amy initially tried to deny what she had been
looking at but a raised eyebrow caused her to reconsider her attempted lie.
"I was just wondering why his thingy like the other boys is missing its
tip." She finally said.  Gavin looked affronted at the word 'missing' but
kept silent.  "I do not recognise the word thingy in this class.  What is
it called?" Ms Hayes demanded.  "A penis Miss." Amy whispered.  "Louder so
everyone can here." "A penis Miss it's called a penis." "That's better. 
And you are wondering why his penis looks different?" "Yes Miss."
"Different to whose penis." "My fathers Miss." Amy responded every word
dragged from her unwilling lips.  "Of course.  Your father would not have
been recently educated obviously.  You see Amy there are two types of
penis. Circumcised ones like Gavin is sporting over there.  And
uncircumcised like I have just found out your father possesses.  A penis
has a lot of skin that skin is pulled back when a penis becomes erect. 
Show her what I mean Joshua." Ms Hayes explained.  Joshua did not look at
all happy at this but walked until he stood in front of Amy and undoing his
zip pulled his willy out." "Don't be silly boy, take the trousers down and
let everyone see." Ms Hayes commanded.  Joshua looked evilly at Amy but did
as he was told pulling on his now fully exposed penis.  While the drugs
used on boys prevented sexual excitement they did not prevent erections or
indeed cumming, there just was no point.  However a 13 year old is only a
second away from an erection at the best of times.  So Amy watched wide
eyed as Joshua wanked his small penis hard the purple head slowly pushing
out between the foreskin until it stood proud and exposed to the 10 year
olds eyes.

   "Joshua's penis looks like your fathers?" "Yes but much smaller." Amy
replied honestly.  Ms Hayes did not even bother to hide her laughter as
Joshua winced in embarrassment.  "Joshua and your father are uncircumcised.
Many older men are, Josh here is unusual in that he has yet to be
circumcised, that is where the skin is cut off.  Nearly all boys are either
done at birth or when they turn 13.  However Joshua's parents are waiting
for his grandparents to come over from Australia, they intend to make a big
family affair of your circumcision don't they Joshua?" Joshua nodded his
head glumly knowing that his Grandparents were due to arrive within weeks.
He had seen some of his classmate's circumcisions and the blood and
screaming truly terrified him.  However he had no choice his parents had
sole power to decide what and what did not happen to his penis and they
considered it to none of Joshua's business.  "Gavin over there is
circumcised.  He had his skin cut off at the start of the school year. 
Some parents have it done when their sons are born, however if they wait
until they are 13 the Government pays so most wait." Ms Hayes explained. 
With an unexpected motion Ms Hayes hand snaked out and slapped Joshua none
too softly on the head of his erect penis causing Joshua to yelp and
shamefully burst into tears.  "We're finished with you Joshua you can get
dressed and sit down now." Ms Hayes did not even spare the boy a look as he
minced off one hand holding his trousers the other his punished penis.

   "But why Miss." Amy explained her initial embarrassment gone and
replaced with her natural curiosity.  "Why cut it off does it cause
problems, you know when they go to pee." "No Amy, although there can be
some medical problems.  The reason we now require all boys to be
circumcised when they are thirteen is that it restricts their masturbatory
habits.  You see Amy even despite the fact there is no point it was found
that boys simply could not keep their hands off themselves.  Even
circumcised they still masturbate, but it makes it a tad more difficult."
Ms Hayes stopped her explanation and frowned at the clock.  "Anyway time is
passing and we have two more to do and I'm sure Gavin here would be most
disappointed if the spray wore off before he had his chance." Gavin's eager
nod brought a smile once more to Ms Hayes lips.  She paused and considered
what to ask them to do.  She quite liked both of them.  Gavin while not
bright was honest and normally well behaved.  Well Georgina was one of the
sweetest girls around.  However there had been a decline in her behaviour
in the past few weeks Ms Hayes noted.  Not enough to warrant detention or a
spanking but just a general lessoning in attentiveness.  Ms Hayes had found
it best to nip that sort of decline in the bud, so let's buck the girl's
ideas up she decided, a short sharp painful lesson is called for. 
"Georgina on your knees doggy style please." Ms Hayes ordered and watched
as the girl kneeled down and assumed the position.  Ms Hayes opened a
drawer and pulled out a tube of lubricant which with a little doubt she
handed to the surprised Amy.  "Amy please apply some lubrication to
Georgina's bottom, after all I don't want any harm to come to her during
her anal sex lessons.  Georgina will advise you after all its her bottom on
the line." Georgina's eyes opened wide in surprise.  ANAL, oh fuck no she
moaned.  She had never had anal before and had only witnessed it once.  The
boy that day on the receiving end had screamed and clawed frantically as he
was relentlessly and painfully buggered for 20 minutes.  That had been at
the hands; or rather penis of Mr Dawkins and while Gavin here was no Mr
Dawkins in the package department, anal was a very rare for Ms Hayes class,
and not one any girl wished for.  The class too winced in surprise. 
Georgie was a popular girl and the girls were giving her 'be brave' smiles.
Even if Georgie did not know it the boys were if anything more sympathetic
as to a boy every one of them had been on the receiving end of anal.  Of
course as Amy was not a participant in the boy's gym classes so she would
not have known.  "Miss I would prefer normal sex." Gavin tentatively put up
his hand.  "Then it is unfortunate that this class is not solely for your
benefit young Gavin.  We are here to learn about all types of sex together
in a supportive and encouraging learning environment.  So Gavin you will
give Georgina an anal fucking and you will make it last.  If you come like
Harry did then I will take it as deliberate insubordination.  Is that
clear, good I thought it would be." The class as one watched Ms Hayes in
new eyes.  She was by popular acclaim the nicest of the older children's
teachers.  Yet nice was a relative term in schools these days.  Nice meant
that she did not whip children for fun or take them as their own personal
sex toys like many other teachers did.  Nice did not mean taking any advice
let alone cheek from children though.  Amy sat behind Georgie the tube of
lube in her hand.  "I don't know what to do." She hissed at Georgie. 
Georgie did not want Amy to become involved in this, not this soon into her
schooling.  Yet she could not risk a dry anal fucking.  She had heard the
urban myths of boys and girls ending up in hospital from such brutal rapes,
and she did not want to see whether there was any truth to this particular
urban myth.  "Listen carefully" she spoke calmly to Amy as if to a
frightened toddler, "Take the lube and coat lots, and I mean LOTS of lube
onto your two big fingers.  Done that?  Good.  Now let me..." Georgie
shifted her position so her weight was now balanced on her chest; her hands
now reaching back pulled her bottom cheeks as far apart as she could
comfortable manage.  "Can you see my anus, that's the poopy hole" she
explained.  "I know what an anus is." Amy huffily replied.  "Sorry, what
you need to do is rub the gel into the hole." Amy's fingers hesitated for a
moment before pressing into the hole and smeared the gel around her
friend's anus.  "OK.  That's done now reload your fingers and press then
into my anus gently please." Georgie begged.  Amy did this and gasped as
her fingers dipped into her friend's dark hole, slipping in with little
resistance.  What Amy could not believe was the heat and the pressure.  The
muscles were crushing her fingers and the heat was so intense that it felt
as if they were burning.  "Rotate you, uggghhh, fingers, try and stretch
the muscles.  Please Amy you have to otherwise I could be hurt." Georgie
begged as she saw Amy nearly cry at the pain she was causing the 13 year
old girl.  Regaining control Amy nodded and did as she was asked working
her fingers around and around using the strength of her fingers to push the
anal walls apart as she slapped more and more lube into and around the poop
chute.

   Finally Ms Hayes had judged that enough lube had been applied, she
wanted to being Georgie down a notch, not cause her serious harm.  She
waved Gavin forward who reluctantly knelt behind Georgie and lined up his
hard penis, he was after all 13 and had just witnessed one girl anally
masturbate the girl he was about to bugger.  Carefully he inserted his
penis groaning as the dark chute seemed to suck him in to its depths,
within seconds his small endowment was fully plugged into Georgie.  The
girl was breathing hard but the pain was not too bad.  Unfortunately for
her Gavin was losing his self-control.  He did not want to hurt Georgie but
he could not restrain himself the eroticism of what he was doing coupled
with his forced effective chastity too much for him to bear.  He grasped
the girl's narrow hips and began sawing into and out of Georgie ignoring
her moans and later cries of pain lost in his own feelings.  Not so lost
that he did not restrain himself when he felt himself coming slowing down
until the urge subsided and then relentlessly fucking Georgie so roughly
that her arms gave out and she fell to her chest, the force of Gavin's
final orgasmic thrusts pushing her crushed tits across the mat and then the
cold floor adding a painful nipple burn to the fire in her arse.





   Amy Chapter 9 By Lee Davey leedavey1000@gmail.com copyright 2011 by Lee
Davey, all rights reserved * * * * * This story is intended for ADULTS
ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors.
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   Chapter 9: Amy's head banged painfully against the wall as the three
boys pushed her back with ease as she tried to pass them in the hall.  Amy
recognised the boys from her class but did not know their names.  "We won't
a word with you." The middle one hissed at Amy as she shrank back from his
venomous look.  "Let me go.  Why are you hurting me?" Amy tried to push
past but the three boys all 3 years older than her were far too big to be
moved by the waif like frame of Amy.  "Listen to the baby.  Let me go.  Let
me go.  Listen to me Amy." The middle boy punctuated each word with a bang
of Amy's head against the wall.  "You come up to our class and you get Josh
into trouble, and you ask 'Why are you hurting me.'" The boy mimicked a
falsetto impression of Amy's voice.  "Pay attention go back to your class,
girl or we will beat the living shit out of you day after day after day..."
The boy holding Amy against the wall a forearm across her throat drew back
his fist ready to punch Amy in the face.  "AND WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?" all
four participants in the tableau froze, their bowels freezing solid in
terror as the unmistakable dulcet tones of Mr Dawkins boomed out.  The
three boys turned quickly leaving Amy red faced and breathing hard against
the wall.  A chorus of 'nothing Sirs' echoed out from the three boys who
knew that they were in so much trouble that Joshua's fate was beginning to
look quite pleasant.  Mr Dawkins surveyed the scene quickly.  Obviously the
three boys had been bullying the younger child, and things may have got out
of hand had he not intervened.  That girl where do I recognise her from? 
Mr Dawkins searched his memory as he stood quite still watching all the
children literally quiver in terror in front of him.  That's right she was
that girl who the Bertie, even internally he snarled the Headmasters name
with derision, had bumped up several years.  That man was an ass letting
children move around school just so his precious schools exams results
would look slightly better.  Did he not realise that children must be
treated like the animals they behaved like.  Treating them as thinking
reasoning individuals was sheer lunacy.  He remembered the dark day when
Bertie had beaten him to the post of Head teacher, all because of that
'incident' with the boy, the Court had cleared him, but clearly it was
still being used against him.  He seethed impotently at this injustice,
until allowing his yes to fall once more on Amy, and a chance for revenge,
albeit a small one, against Bertie had come his way.  "I can see exactly
what has happened here Alan." Mr Dawkins spoke softly a smile on his face
as he looked at the large boy who had been threatening to punch Amy.  Alan
that's his name Amy remembered as she rubbed some life back in her throat.
She was not normally a vindictive girl and she certainly would not have
turned Mr Dawkins on her worst enemy; but right now she hoped Mr Dawkins
would go Ape-poopy on their backsides.  "Yes Alan I can see exactly what is
going on.  Silence." Mr Dawkins snapped as Alan tried to speak.  "Yes
clearly Amy here started the fight, I saw it all.  Picking on you three
boys I simply won't tolerate it." The three boys gaped in delight at Mr
Dawkins contrary view of the incident, while Amy gaped at the unbelievable
unfairness of Mr Dawkins accusation.  "You boys go about your business. 
You girl come with me you will be severely caned for you violent
inclinations." Mr Dawkins grabbed Amy by the collar and lifting her began
to pull her to his office.  "No you won't." Mr Dawkins stopped his face
apoplectic in surprise and rage at this intervention.  Mr Dawkins turned
dragging poor Amy around by the scruff of her neck.  He literally snarled
in rage when he saw that the voice that had presumed to deny him belonged
to Ms Hayes.  He towered over the woman by a good foot but despite this she
neither shrank back nor strangely enough seemed small next to him.  In fact
if anything her calm presence gave her stature that dwarfed the raging man.
Alan and his two cronies seeing the impending battle hastily walked away,
but nor before they saw Ms Hayes catch their eyes and give them a look
indicating that she would be dealing with them later.  "I said No Mr
Dawkins.  You will not." Ms Hayes replied.  "How dare you young lady I will
not be talked to in such a way by a mere chit of a girl." "I know exactly
why you're intending to punish Amy despite the fact we both know those
three boys were the ones who were in the wrong.  And I will not let Amy
suffer the same as that boy in your infamous 'incident'," Amy felt her
collar be released much to her relief as she could now breathe more easily.
She watched in wide eyes as Mr Dawkins fronted up to Ms Hayes towering over
her face and eyes red in rage.  "How dare you.  How dare you...you don't
know what happened.  Let me make it clear girl." He spluttered in the face
of Ms Hayes who did not back an inch away from the man, and only with slow
deliberation wiped away a speck of saliva that had landed on her cheek with
consummate disdain.  "I am in charge here, and if I want to thrash that
little slut within an inch of her life I will, and if I want to do it every
day I will." Mr Dawkins was literally screaming now.  "Well then let us
hope your ability to judge the length of an inch has improved since the
'incident' then?" Both Ms Hayes and Mr Dawkins turned as the Head Teacher
stalked down the hall.  "I will not have two of my teachers arguing in the
halls.  Unbelievable after everything we do in this school to instil
discipline in the children and you two feel it is appropriate to act in
such a manner!" "Well Bertie this young girl was caught red-handed in a
flagrant act of violence and bullying.  I was going to gently correct her
behaviour until this teacher" he snarled the term "decided to interfere and
promote chaos in the school".  "Really?  I fail to see how any one with two
brain cells to rub together could believe that this young girl was bullying
3 boys 3 years older than her." Ms Hayes shot back contempt oozing in every
syllable.  "Enough both of you.  I know full well what is going on here."
Here he stared blackly at Mr Dawkins aware that the teacher had always
opposed any of his ideas.  "I do not accept that Amy Barneshurst here could
bully Alan Wakes and his two cronies; and any teacher who could is not in
mind fit to continue teaching.  Given that Mr Dawkins do you still believe
that is what happened?" the Head Teacher smirked at Mr Dawkins taunting him
to argue, to give him a reason any reason to fire his main competitor. 
"Well then obviously I was mistaken." Mr Dawkins conceded grudgingly
knowing that he was in a no win position.  "However I will be keeping a
close eye on you Amy and if in the next 6 or 7 years you misbehave, and you
will, then I will not hesitate to discipline you.  Surely both of you could
not argue with that." The Head put a warning hand on Ms Hayes arm "No that
is quite a correct position for a teacher to take.  I would expect any
teacher in my school to punish misbehaviour, in fact I insist upon it." For
a tense few seconds the two men locked stares until Mr Dawkins turned and
looked at Amy a small curl of his lip "Well Amy allow me to apologise for
my mistake, still no harm done hey.  However I will be taking a close
personal interest in your development my girl, after all we all see a lot
of potential in you." Mr Dawkins literally quivered in sadistic fervour as
he thought of the future possibilities as he stalked off.  Ms Hayes took
Amy's hand and made to walk away.  "No Ms Hayes." The Head stopped them
"Amy here was involved in an altercation in the hallway and that is not
acceptable.  She will come to me where we will have a serious talk." Ms
Hayes opened her mouth to protest but the Head forestalled her "That will
do Ms Hayes.  Mr Dawkins was wrong, but so were you in arguing in the
hallway.  That was unprofessional, do not add insubordination to you deeds
for today.  I have a 100 resumes in my office with teachers seeking a job."
Ms Hayes bit her lip knowing that the threat was real.  There was immense
competition for teaching jobs ever since the changes in education.  Ms
Hayes squeezed Amy's hand comfortingly but was unwilling to risk her job
for the girl.  It was for the second time in a couple of days that Amy
found herself standing in front of the Head's table.  Sweating profusely as
she noted the canes that hung ominously on the wall.  The Head sat watching
Amy as she stood to attention in front of him.  He was unsure why he had
taken such an interest in the girl after all normally if he had any needs
he would simply select a boy to meet them.  Yet when Miss Denny had told
him about Amy's excellent test results the little doe eyed girl had haunted
his dreams.

   He listened as Amy explained what had happened without interrupting. 
Without giving any clue as to whether he believed her or not, or what he
intended to do.  Standing he walked around the desk until he stood directly
behind the girl barely an inch from her.  Due to her size Amy's head barely
reached his belly.  For a few seconds he said and did nothing relishing the
waves of fear and confusion radiating from the girl.  "Amy I believe you"
he smiled as he could feel a release breath of tension from the girl who
believed she had escaped any punishment.  "However" he loved that word it
was nothing more than a pretentious 'but'.  "However I cannot allow such
behaviour to go unpunished, although you were not the instigator of the
fight you were involved.  Ms Hayes will deal with the boys.  I will deal
with you; get ready for your punishment." Amy blinked back a tear; she knew
that it would come to this although a minute ago she has hoped that she
would be spared.  Knowing what was expected of her Amy unhooked her skirt
and folding it neatly placed it on the dark wooden table in front of her.
She shivered as the cool air of the room touched her now bare legs.  Pure
creamy white skin open from he tips of her white socks to the tips of her
small panties.  Bertie still stood behind the girl and took a step back so
he could look at her more easily.  Bertie had seen thousands of children
girls and boys before.  This one was still a girl, unlike the older girls
who had curves and were peeking into womanhood, this one was a still very
much pre-pubescent.  Her thighs were bony, her hips narrow and her bottom
no different than any boys that he had had the delight of experiencing. 
Bertie caressed Amy's panties with a hand and bent her forward until her
flat cheat lay across the wooden table.  Amy flinched as she felt the
Headmasters fingers hook into the sides of her panties and slowly
deliberately pull them down.  Amy now was naked from the waist down but
despite this she did not resist of she felt the man's hand push between her
thighs and ease them a foot apart, even though she knew that he could, and
indeed anyone entering, see clear into her girly bits and into her bottom.
She moaned in shame and rested her cheek on the desk as the Headmaster
caressed her cheeks ostensibly to assess whether they were up for the
impending beating.  He walked around carefully hiding his grin before
moving into Amy's field of vision.  He walked to the wall and selected a
cane flexing it almost double with his hands and then using the tip of the
cane lifted Amy's now tearful face up to look at him.  "This Amy is the
junior cane.  Normally only used on the younger children but still quite
capable of producing a nasty sting." He swished it back and forth in front
of the child's wide eyes until it thrummed through the air in a constant
blur of motion.  "I can use it on your bottom in two ways.  The first is to
simply give you a few strokes, but frankly that would not be sufficient and
is only used on little children.  The other method is simply to whip it up
and down on your bottom like this for a whole minute.  Can you imagine that
Amy 3 or 4 strokes a second, none hurting that much, but 60 seconds of
building pain and there is nothing that you can do or say that will stop
me?" Amy struggled with her bladder as the Headmaster continued to whir the
cane back and forth.  Then to her surprise and relief he simply tuned and
replaced the cane onto the wall.  "For fighting I would normally use this
however," Bertie picked up a different cane from the wall.  He smiled as he
heard a choked sob issue from Amy.  "Yes Amy this is the senior cane." He
lovingly run his fingers up and down the shiny wooden rod.  It was thick
and long with barely any give when he flexed it.  "Yes for fighting I would
give either 6 or 12 of the best with this.  Of course after so a caning you
would have to go to the nurse's room to have your wounds cleaned and the
blood wiped off.  But that is not my problem is it girl." Bertie walked
around the table once more slowly whipping the thick can through the air.
Unlike the previous cane this one created a deep hum as it parted the air.
A dreadful ominous sound that reached down deep into Amy's brain causing
her to cry uncontrollably.  Bertie waited silently for over 2 minutes until
Amy had progressed through tears, through wracking dry heaves and finally
subsided into mute accepting terror at her impending caning.  "You see Amy
what I do is whip this in as hard as I can into your bottom." He rested the
canes length across Amy's bony bottom pressing it in so Amy could feel its
penetrating feel.  "It can cause intense pain and deep muscle bruises.  You
will not be able to sit for days.  In fact it has been known for even more
serious injuries to occur in the hands of the incompetent or sadistic. 
Take Mr Dawkins and that poor boy such a terrible incident." The Headmaster
removed the cane from Amy's bottom and then gently tapped it back barely
brushing the skin of the child.  "But I am neither incompetent nor a
sadist. Despite what some of your fellow students might say to the latter."
He chuckled at his own witticism.  "I am more than capable of giving you an
excruciatingly painful caning.  One that you will remember for as long as
you live, but without causing any permanent harm, well physical harm at
least.  So Amy prepare yourself." Amy struggled to remain where she was
hands grasping the hard wood of the table, her cheek pressed firmly against
the now wet wood.  She felt more than heard the Headmaster draw back the
heavy cane.  Amy had never been caned or indeed really spanked either.  Yet
she had heard other children talk about it.  She remembered Terri from her
former class who had been caned at the age of none for skipping lessons. 
She had secretly shown Amy and the other girls her red bottom and tearfully
explained how much it had hurt.  Amy realised that was merely 4 strokes of
the junior cane, this would be much much worse.  She tried to relax but
could not her bottom clenched tight.  Swissshhhh.  The cane ripped through
the air Amy squeaked and tensed and then finally realised that nothing had
happened.  The cane had whistled past her clearing her prone body by
several inches.  "You may stand Amy." In a comforting tone.  At this Amy
stood and looked back eyes wide in surprise at the reprieve.  The
Headmaster smiled and placed the cane on the table.  He knelt in front of
the girl and pulled her knickers up from where they pooled around her
ankles.  He tugged them into place and gently tapped the crutch with a
friendly pat.  He handed Amy her skirt ignoring the look of shock on the
girls face at his familiarity.  As Amy reattached her skirt Bertie Smyth
had an epiphany as to why he was so interested in Amy.  It was the thrill
of the hunt, the chase, and the final conquest he had missed for so long.
He fondly remembered the time before the rules had changed when he tricked
boys into having their sore bottoms massaged with soothing cream after a
spanking, unaware that the cream was in fact this cum.  When he was
allowed, nay encouraged to have sex with the teenage children he had had a
field day, but something was missing.  With Amy he sensed a chance to
regain the thrill of his youthful indiscretions.  She was a virgin a rare
commodity in schools these days, and she was so wonderfully naive.  He
wanted to corrupt her to lead her into womanhood step by faltering step. 
With a conscious effort he controlled himself less his growing erection
uncover his feelings and turned once more to Amy.  "Now Amy the reason I
went through all that was because I wanted to make it absolutely clear that
bad behaviour will not be tolerated.  But I don't like spanking children."
He mentally crossed his fingers at such a lie, "But I will not hesitate in
severely punishing you should you deserve it.  Do you understand?" he
hugged her gently looking her in the eyes.  "Yes Sir and thank you." Amy
replied in a small voice genuinely thankful for her reprieve and the small
words of comfort he had given her.  "Good girl." He chastely kissed her on
the lips and ushered her from his room.  He patted Amy on the bottom
causing her to skip in surprise and then hurry off to class.  Bertie felt
his cock straining hard at his pants and he turned to his secretary.  "Be a
dear would you and ask Mr Peters to send Ben Gaskins to my office.  I hear
he has been misbehaving again." He turned and walked back into his office
and released his cock from his zip, and smiled at the thought of Ben
screaming as he buggered him raw.  While he was prepared to wait for Amy he
was a man and he had more immediate needs to service, and Ben would do
quite well enough.