The Coopers Chapter 6
By Lee Davey
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copyright 2007 by Lee Davey, all rights reserved
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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.
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Chapter 6 - Manor Hill Middle School - PTA Meeting.
I don't remember this being in the job description, Mr Browne, mused dropping the large binder onto his desktop with a thump he lent back and stared wistfully at the window where rain gently pattered against the glass and down in small rivers, because if I had seen it I sure as hell would not of applied.
His eyes strayed back to the cover of the folder "A guide to the effective implementation of the Physiological Development exercise regime", his eyes then strayed further to his desk drawer in which hid a bottle of cheap whiskey.
No I better not the PTA meeting starts in an hour, and sure as sure can be I'm going to damn well need one afterwards.
This meeting had been planned for weeks now, ever since the Dept for Education and Employment had required all schools in the UK to make preparations for full implementation of the Regime. Regime? I wander why it deserves a capital letter, even in my mind. I wander why we call it a Regime at all, sounds more like some small tin-pot country, with a tin-pot dictator in charge, bit like Canada. I wander why I am daydreaming this load of B^%$^%&s rather than getting ready for the PTA meeting.
Ah yes the PTA meeting. A meeting normally only attended by a half dozen inadequate parents with nothing better to do than make my life hell with queries over the size of bean bags being used in the sports hall.
But today will be different, indeedy-do, 50 RSVP's, fifty, unbelievable in the last decade of being head here, I doubt whether the PTA meetings have been attended by 50 in TOTAL. Nothing like a little talk on compulsory child development lessons to drag every liberal wishy washy parent and every right wing maniac to come crawling out of the woodwork. Sometimes I believe that half of my pupils parents are so liberal that they make Mother Teresa look like Adolf Hitler, and the other half so right wing they make Adolf Hitler look like Mother Teresa.
Its nearly 6:30 I suppose I should make an effort.
The school hall was crowded filled with seated parents who chattered noisily amongst themselves. The raised dais at the end of the hall seated 3 teachers with a fourth chair spare for Mr Browne.
Threading his way to his allotted seat he passed a table where the 3 Cooper boys were seated next to their parents and older sister. Somewhat surprised he saw that the children were all dressed normally, perhaps due to the inclement weather outside. Smiling at Richard who blushed and looked away, he noted that the two other boys appeared to be shifting uncomfortably in their seats, as if perhaps their bottoms found the hard chairs uncomfortable for some unknown reason.
I think I can guess why he thought to himself as he trotted up the steps to the raised dais, a smile coming to him unbidden at that thought.
"Ladies, Gentleman your attention please" Mr Browne waited patiently as the noise of the chattering adults slowly diminished and silence reined.
"I would like to being this meeting to order. This evenings meeting is to discuss how the school intends to implement the new Regime as required by the Government.
"As you may be aware the mandatory nature of the new Regime has been suspended for 12 months to allow parents and others to prepare.
"However I have been informed that all schools which receive state funding such as Manor Hill Middle School are required to provide appropriate assistance to those parents who implement the Regime before it becomes compulsory".
A thin reedy voice called out interrupting the Headmaster "What exactly do you mean by 'appropriate assistance. I'm not at all sure I want any teacher abusing my Julie; and I don't see why precious school resources should be wasted on this disgraceful scheme." this comment came from the lips of one of the seated parents. It belong to Frederick Taverstock a man as thin and reedy as his voice indicated.
Collecting his thoughts for a moment before responding Mr Browne he finally recalled the 'Julie' that the man referred too. A thin mousy looking girl who apparently took after her father, the poor thing.
"Mr Taverstock I am well aware of your concerns over the new Regime; but please remember whilst the Regime is only voluntary for the first 12 months, this school is obliged to help, and it is still illegal to disrupt Regime activities, you may of course protest about the new rules, but given the majority support the policy enjoys in Government I doubt whether they will change their minds".
Mr Browne delivered his sharp reminder to the seated Mr Taverstock despite silently having some support for his arguments, certainly the argument concerning the financial strain the new Act would cause the school, Mr Browne was less concerned over the children, some of them deserved a good thrashing, and could do with growing up, sentiments he developed over a long career of teaching these little 'darlings'.


He was however acutely aware of the silent presence of two dark suited men who stood at the back of the hall. They had introduced themselves as 'observers' from the Institute for development of standards in public life. Although they said that they only wanted to gauge public opinion Mr Browne had heard on the grapevine of stories where teachers were sacked for giving less than 100% support to the Regime, and children taken into care because of their parents 'laxity of morals', after visits from such 'observers'.
Mr Taverstock bristled in indignation but looking round and seeing little support from his fellow parents kept silent.
Seeing this Mr Browne continued.
"To meet its obligations the school will implement a number of initiatives, these will be new equipment purchases, an amended timetable and new school facilities. Miss Tomkins here will explain the changes in the school timetable". Miss Tomkins was one of teachers seated on the dais, barely in her twenties she was still keen and when asked by Mr Browne to take responsibility for drafting the new timetable was still naive enough to take it as a compliment.
"Thank you Mr Browne" she responded as the Headmaster took his seat before turning to the assembled parents, "Mr Browne asked me to see how the timetable could be amended to provide time to assist in the 'physiological development' of our children".
At the words 'physiological development' Miss Tomkins caught the eyes of young Thomas and Lee Cooper, who squirmed even more on their hard seats at the reminder at what this young teacher had done to them some few days before.
"It has been arranged that 'Regime Children' will follow a slightly different timetable to the other children. Of course at the moment only some 10 to 15 children are 'Regime compliant' in this school, but it is expected that this number will increase over time.
Firstly instead of morning assembly 'Regime Children' will have a 30 minute genital exercise session directed by a teacher or appropriate person. Secondly 'Regime Children' will be provided with separate sports training rather than standard football or gymnastics, this is of course in addition to normal lessons, not instead of. Thirdly compulsory after school exercise sessions will be required, these will vary and run the gambit of permissible Regime activities, as such these lessons will replace after school sessions such as the chess club and music lessons for Regime children".
At the sound of compulsory after school sessions the three Cooper boys groaned softly, and not at being denied access to the chess club, but swiftly stopped when their mother glared at them.
"....and finally 'Regime Children' may be required to assist in normal lessons as directed by their teacher."
Smiling at the small round of applause that greeted her statement Miss Tomkins blushed slightly and made to sit back down in her seat.
Mr Browne gave the young teacher an encouraging pat on the back as he walked back to the front of the dais.
"Another part of the new school initiative has been the purchase of new equipment".
Whilst Mr Brown was explaining this two of the teachers had walked to the curtain and carried two chairs forward to the front of the dais.
"The school has been given a total of 4 Mk3 Independent Masturbatory Machines" at these words the majority of the audience remained silent. The majority were simply puzzled, a few like Mr Taverstock disapproving at the mention of 'masturbatatory'. However the looks on the faces of George and Heather Cooper were ones of pure delight, and those of the three Cooper boys sheer horror.
"With luck these machines should be installed within a couple of weeks. In the meantime we have already taken delivery of some new 'control' chairs especially designed for children" at the is Mr Browne pointed towards the two large chairs now positioned at the front of the dais.
"These chairs differ from the standard school plastic chairs upon which you sit in two ways. One, these chairs have ample padding and are therefore suitable for sitting in longer than our normal school seating. Secondly and most importantly they are fitted with an anal fastening device".
At this a gasp erupted from the audience.
Mr Browne picked up a chair and tilted if forward so the seat of the 'special' chair could now be seen by the surprised audience of parents.
Clear for all to see was a small prong seated in the middle of the chair, its central position clearly indicating where it would be inserted in any child unfortunate enough to sit upon it.
"The protrudence you see is designed to be inserted into the anus of a seated child and prevent undue fidgeting. These straps here" two straps which hitherto had been fastened to the underneath of the chair were pulled out and shown to the viewing parents.
"These straps can be used to prevent a child from raising from a chair without permission"
Mr Browne noting some looks the less 'Regime' committed parents were having hastened to reassure them,
"A dildo this size has been expressly designed for pre-teen and teen anuses, and has been passed as suitable for long term use".
"I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS" an apoleptic Mr Taverstock jumped to his feet almost incoherent with anger "YOU ARE TELLING ME THAT CHILDREN WILL BE FORCED TO SIT ALL DAY WITH THOSE THINGS UP THEIR BOTTOMS. Well I tell you this not my Julie, and not while I have anything to sat about this" with this the enraged father grabbed his wife's hand and stormed out.
From where he stood Mr Browne noticed with disquiet the frantic scribbling of one of the dark suited 'observers' in a notebook. Not a betting man normally Mr Browne however would have bet a weeks wages that Mr Taverstock's daughter Julie may find herself being taken into care for her own 'developmental need', a pity he thought Julie was a nice polite child, and now it seems she would be the one to suffer for her fathers lack of control, a not unfamiliar state of affairs the Head sighed.
"Yes, well, I can see some of you are concerned but let me reassure you these chairs are quite safe. To prove this I have arranged a demonstration, Gilly..."
A large woman slightly overweight woman stood at the sound of her name. With a nod she swiftly disappeared through a side door. The expectant hall waited a few moments then heard raised voices followed by an echoing slap. Moments later Gilly reappeared through the door holding in one hand a large black pot and with the other hand the large woman literally dragged a small naked boy into the crowded hall.
Lee, Richard and Thomas instantly recognised Terence a 9 year old boy who was in the year below Richard as the unfortunate child, and had gone with them on the skiing trip.
As Gilly dragged him unwillingly through the hall and towards the dais his tiny penis flapped wildly.
Thomas noted with a pang of jealously that despite being a couple of years older than the naked boy, Terence's penis was as least as big as his if not bigger.
Richard noting Thomas's envious stare smirked at his brother, who due to his parents presence could do nothing to his brother but seethe in impotent embarrassment.
The other thing that the Cooper boys as well as all the others noted was a bright red hand mark on the right cheek of Terence. A clear sign of how Gilly had settled the argument she had had with Terence before re-entering the hall.
When the naked boy and his mother made they way to the dais Mr Browne continued.
"Mrs Gilly Smith here is a member of the PTA and has helpfully provided us with young Terence here to be a demonstrator
Terence is 9 years old and is more or less in the middle of the age group this school accepts, and is therefore an ideal subject to demonstrate how appropriate these chairs are for general school usage.
At a nod from the Head Gilly took hold of her son and began to move him into a suitable position. Terence now stood behind the chair facing the audience. His naked body and genitalia hidden behind the slim modesty of the back of the chair. Terence hands were placed on the back of the chair by his mother, his back now slightly bent at the hips and his legs straight and a shoulder length apart. With a single finger Gilly tipped Terence's chin up so that Terence had no choice but to stare straight at the audience.
The audience stared back in frank interest at the spectacle. The three Cooper boys felt something other than mere curiosity knowing full well that whatever diabolical torments that the 'special chair' promised would be theirs to 'enjoy' come school time.
Gilly finally satisfied at the positioning of her young boy began to unscrew the lid of the black pot she carried with her onto the dais. Dropping the lid on the floor beneath her she daintily dipped two fingers into it and scooped out a thick glob of brown viscous grease.
Like some magician's assistant she held the fingers and grease up for inspection to the audience. Turning to her child she stood behind him and run her covered fingers up his butt crack in one solid smooth motion. Mr Browne and the other teachers seated behind Terence had a birds eye view of the child's crevice. The paleness of his white bottom now marred by a line of brown grease running along the insides of each of Terence's bum cheeks.
Not yet satisfied with the coverage she had managed Gilly repeated the 'greasing' twice more until a thick covering of grease covered all of her sons crack.
Throughout this Terence had no option but to look in the eyes of the assembled parents and Institute observers. Some say that the eyes are windows into the soul, in which case Terence's eyes are red rimmed frames into his personal torment.
Gilly after a moments contemplation dipped her fingers once more into the grease jar and scooped out a generous amount. Feeling that perhaps some explanation was necessary she began to lecture the viewing audience of parents.
"Terence here has had grease smothered on his bottom. However in order to minimise the potential for unnecessary irritation to his botty, he must be lubricated inside as well".
At these words Terence moaned and dropped his eyes from the mocking stares of the viewing adults.
"Ooooohhh" Terence's head formally drooping now jerked back up as his mother with an insistent push inserted a greased finger into his anus.
Terence was surprised, his mother had fingered him before, when giving enemas or masturbating him. this time much to his relief there was no great burst of pain from her violation of his tiny hole. Instead an almost pleasant tingle ran through his groin as his mother circled her finger spreading a generous coating of grease up into him.
After a good thirty seconds Gilly finally extracted her finger, wiping her hand on a tissue she dug out of her pocket.
"OK Terry this way" Gilly took hold of the boys shoulder and walked him around to the front of the chair.
Terence now watched the small dildo protruding from the chair with trepidation. To his surprise his mother did not immediately force him down on it. Gilly smiling at the concerned look in the eyes of her son. Quickly took Terence by the shoulders and turned him around so that his greased bottom could be seen by the assembled onlookers. With another equally sudden motion she bent the boy double his forehead coming down close to the chair seat, but more importantly his crack was now exposed even more to the gazes of the on-looking parents.
"As you can see children will normally be well lubricated before using these devices" Gilly explained her point reinforced by the finger she used to point to the grease, some of which now trailed down the inner thigh of the boy.
"Dry use of the chairs is possible but would be reserved for the most incorrigible of children" Gilly continued, at which point she flashed a quick almost imperceptible glance at the three Cooper boys. A glance missed by most of the audience but certainly not missed by the three boys themselves, who gulped silently in their currently normal chairs.
Having made her point she stood her son back up and began the process of seating the boy onto the pronged chair. It took a few moments before she positioned the child's boy hole directly over the dildo and gently pushed him down onto it.
A soft pop and a gaping groan from Terence were the only signs that the mother had successfully completed her task. After checking to enure that her son was fully down on the chair and that the flange in the dildo had caught the boys anal ring securely, she quickly whipped up the two trailing restraining belts from under the chair and looped them around Terence's thin thighs.
Terence who until now did not believe that his evening could be any worse was shocked to discover he was wrong. His body now seemed to work in conjunction with his mother to abuse the boy. Terence knew it was inevitable, his mothers slick fingers and the fullness in his rectum caused his small penis to harden and poke out in it's tiny glory.
A burst of laughter issued from the audience at the sight. terence his bottom and now his pride abused, blushed fiercely at his bodies betrayal.
"Ha, ha, ha, well done Terence a most impressive show, and of course thank you Mrs Smith" Mr Browne the head master who had until now had left Terence to his mothers kind ministrations stood up.
"As you can see these chairs are not designed to injure children's bottoms and indeed can be quite pleasurable for the user" he waved at Terence's bobbing dicky, "The main purpose of these chairs is to secure children and prevent them from fidgeting and disrupting lessons. Therefore they have been designed for prolonged use.
There is also the facility to make the dildos vibrate but unfortunately these chairs have not been plugged in, as we lack any power points up here'.
The parents around the hall murmured over the display of Terence seated on an unforgiving prong his small penis stiffly pointed upwards in defiance of his humiliation.
Coughing to regain the audiences attention Mr Browne continued the meeting.
'Finally I would like to inform you all of new school buildings which are planned to assist in 'Regime' activities. We have been fortunate to secure funding for two such facilities. The first will be public display cubicles. These will be glass cubicles where 'Regime' compliant children can be displayed during punishments, detention etc. These display cubicles will be built outside the school office, and in plain view of the public road, but they will still be on school premises so that the children can be safely looked after, and when necessary kept secure from the elements" Mr Browne at this gave a look to the windows of the hall where rivulets of rain cascaded down.
An approving murmur met this announcement, sensing the audiences approval Mr Browne quickly went on to explain the second more controversial announcement.
"The second adaptation will be the building of public toilets for 'Regime' children. These toilets will be standard urinals and toilets however they will be housed in a clear perspex cube some 20ft big. The purpose of these facilities is to ensure that 'Regime' children do not develop any undesirable habits or 'modesty' urges, when going to toilet. Children have been known to masturbate without authorisation in standard private toilet cubicles but these public facilities will help prevent this. For you parents who will not be 'Regime compliant' need not worry as standard toilets will remain, and be forbidden only to 'Regime' children".
As expected the audience this time was more reserved. Mr Browne smiled inwardly; Typical British he thought, we don't mind whipping our children, wanking them of or forcing things up their up their bottoms, but talk about 'number 1'a & 2's' and THEN they start thinking twice, go figure.
Shaking himself from his introspection Mr Browne surveyed his audience before continuing.
"Now the evening is drawing on and we most soon vacate the hall. I remind you that tonight was to explain the new regime to you. As I explained at the beginning the 'Regime' is optional for now, but the school will assist all parents who decide to implement the 'Regime' early.
The school will welcome visits by parents thinking of joining the 'Regime' early and who wish to see children going through the new Regime, or to view the new school facilities, but please make an appointment with the school secretary first of course.
In order for the school to prepare and allocate its resources I will be sending out letters asking all parents whether and when they will be implementing the 'Regime'. I have here" at this he waved to the end of the hall where a table sat with a pile of A4 sheets upon it, "some of these 'Regime' letters which you can take with you tonight, they can either be returned tonight or to the school office at your convenience. Thank you and good night ladies and gentleman."
At this the audience of parents began to brake up, groups of parents standing around discussing tonight's events amongst themselves. A few of the parents at Gilly Smiths invitation walked up to the dais and inspected the tied and dildoed Terence, one of the more bold mothers with Gilly's approval closely examined the stiff penis protruding from Terences groin.
Ignoring the other chattering parents and the crying humiliated Terence (after all tiny erect penis's and crying boys was nothing new to them), George and Heather Cooper made there way to the rear of the hall and picked up 3 of the A4 'Regime' slips and then returned to the table where there children remained seated glumfaced.
"Lets see" George began as he and his wife began to scan down the contents of the letter. 
Name of Child. 
Age of Child. 
Question 1. Will your children be 'Regime compliant' ?
Q2. Will daily 'physiological exercise' be required?
Q3. Is public display permissible?
Q4. Can severe (i.e. Regime listed corporal punishment be used as Teacher wishes?
Q5. Are there any specific restrictions? 
"Well Dear" George remarked to Heather "this seems quite clear, so Yes to the first 4 and No to the last?"
"Yes Dear, in for a penny in for a pound, as my mother used to say. I'm quite glad really it was getting quite a chore to have to masturbate and probe these ragamuffins by myself, several times every day, and even with Ruth's help I have better things to do with my time. If the school wants to help I say let them" Heather replied, much to her children's dismay, their vain hopes at a motherly reprieve blown from the water.
Richard, lee and Thomas all looked at each other as their parents quickly completed the three school permission sheets which confirmed their impending doom...

Next Chapter - Afternoon Tea with the relatives.
