Boarding school encounter
Chapter Six : Henrietta is Spanked by Her instructor
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

My bowel had a wonderful ache to them as I stumbled out of the Headmistress 's office, once again dressed. I closed the threshold behind me. The Headmistress sat at her desk, writing on it calmly like she had n't just sodomized me with a dildo she had strapped to her crotch with a queer, leather harness. She had pounded me with a wonderful fervor, ramming her dildo deep into my bowels and giving me such an effervescent fit of delight.

I came hard.

Yes, you did, Merita, the lesbian extraterrestrial being who had possessed my body to economize my life, whispered in my mind. And she did n't find out about your tentacles.

No, I agreed, sucking in trench breathing space. I still shivered from the sexual climax. They were amazing. Powerful. And when we finished, the Headmistress merely dressed, sat down at her desk, and adjusted her bun while I reeled from the climaxes. Not a I one of her tomentum had escaped the bun while she pounded me. She again looked prim and proper, not a unholy cleaning lady who loved buggering her eighteen-year-old students'rectums.

I smoothed my greyness skirts over my two layer of petticoat as I tried to get together myself. Her dildo was larger than the tentacles that now sprouted from the depths of my pussy. I bit my lip, shifting, the burning ache persisting in my bowels.

A reminder of the passion.

Why was I reading her mentation ? I asked Merita as I straightened and glanced down the Harlan Stone manor hall of the Kensington embarkment School, a place to educate young womanhood. I never expected the education to admit sinful, lesbian lessons.

Or that I would love it.

What 's so strange about that ? Merita paused. Your race is n't telepathic ?

Is that what you call ... hearing others thought process ?

I felt Merita nod her thoughts. She was a disembodied voice in my drumhead, her dead body merged into mine. It was a essential act to tolerate the nanites—strange, petite zombi that were fixing my soundbox after I broke my neck opening and nearly died—to heal me. My body did n't like them, treating them like an illness.

So I have pussy tentacles and can read sentiment ? Will there be other side-effects ?

I really do n't know, Merita admitted. But you have lunch next. You promised to find the substance of my spaceship during your lunch.

Last night, Merita had crashed her spaceship. I thought she was a shooting star. But as she crashed, the sum of her ship—and I was n't exactly indisputable what that meant—had fallen out. It was broad of more nanites but disconnected from her computer which was some sort of intellection automobile. I also did n't understand that. How could a simple machine think ? But without the computer, the nanites might do bad things, so we had to find them before anyone else did.

Okay, I answered. I think the socio-economic class period is over. No stop in heading to English.

I was right. As I walked down the halls, doorway opened and the girls spilled, wearing their Thomas Gray bird and Elwyn Brooks White blouse buttoned to the neckline. They all looked so twee and proper, Brigham Young women of impeccable raising. And all had succumbed to the Sapphic teaching of the staff.

I headed for the doors, not towards the dining Marguerite Radclyffe Hall, moving against the tide of student. Heeled shoes echoed. maiden in their smutty uniforms, white aprons, and small detonating device perched on their heads scurried in both direction, carrying out their duties.

I turned the corner for the main doors when a vocalism shouted my gens with neat exuberance."Etta !"

okeh, not my full public figure, which was Henrietta, or one of the proper diminutives for my name—Ettie or Hettie. Tabitha had named me thus yesterday when we first met. We quickly became bosom supporter and then so much more last night when we discovered the world of my pussy tentacles.

We made such wonderful sexual love. My gist fluttered at the sight of her fiery curl bouncing about her shoulder joint as she dashed down the hall, her freckled face shining with a mix of fervour and apprehension. She slid to a stop beside me, her green eyes staring into my blue, her round breasts rising and falling in her bodice. She was a bustier girl than I was. I had a slim design where she was curvier.

Which made her fun to toy with. I loved wrapping my tentacles about her tit and squeezing.

A hot itch fluttered through my pussy as the tentacles squirmed, eager to come up out an play.

Henrietta, the missionary station, whined Merita. No getting distracted.

"You 're in one piece,"Tabitha panted."I was so interest all through English. I could n't pay a unity bit of tending on the lesson. I was so afraid you were in trouble. Does she roll in the hay ... about ... ?"

I shook my head."She just wanted to lecture me on the correctitude of the school. Apparently, nanny Leroy Robert Paige deflowers the girls who still possess a maidenhead. It 's a aesculapian procedure."

"Right."Tabitha giggled."The horny nanny just has a lecher for pricking maidenheads."

"It is a delicious treat,"I blushed. I had pricked two hymen, Tabitha 's and another girl 's who lived on our floor. paeony was a sweet thing. Both times were exquisite.

I loved it when she pricked my maidenhead, thought Tabitha, her voice exculpate in my nous. I loved feeling her tentacles pump in and out of me. I 'm sword lily she pricked me and not the nurse. Not that Nurse Paige is n't sexy, and her finger were wonderful this morning. Still, Etta 's tentacles are special.

I smiled as Tabitha 's brass grew crimson. Then she shook her head."So you were told to stop plucking cherries. What else ?"

"She then stripped me au naturel, was disappointed to bump I also did n't have a cherry red, and I lied and said I brought a dildo. Then she pulled out her own dildo, and I fucked it in and out of her cunny until she came."

"Ooh, what a wicked headmistress. Her hair is pulled into such a tight bun, I would n't call back she could experience fun."

I squirmed."Then she strapped the dildo on with a curious harness and buggered me. Hard."

Tabitha 's grinned. Ooh, I loved it when Etta buggered me this morn. pity Geneva interrupted us.

"Yes, it was a ignominy,"I told her. My tentacles squirmed in my pussy 's depths.

I was about to offer to sodomise her right now when Merita hissed, This is n't finding the core. Once we have the kernel, we can revel Tabitha 's SOB wrapped about your tentacle.

right wing, right.

"Talking to Merita ?"Tabitha asked.

I nodded my foreland."Time to find the core."

Tabitha took my deal and squeezed it."Let 's go."

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Marilynn Gully and Daisy Brown University walked in unison, holding manus, as they approached the front doors of the Kensington Boarding school. Marilynn taught philosophy at the schoolhouse while Daisy worked there as a maidservant. Both womanhood 's clothing—Daisy wearing the black dame and white blouse of a maid, a white apron tied about her waistline, and Marilynn had on a night viridity, proper dress with a bustle accentuating her rear—were wet and covered in filament of smoke. They walked in synchronized footstep. Their breathing matched. Their mentation connected.

Nanites infected them. Both their soundbox had changed. first base, Marilynn was taken over. She was afflicted with the knock-down urge to unite. The nanites, reading her memories, deduced that human being connected via sex. So Marilynn had sex with Daisy. A metal tentacle sprouted from the teacher 's pussy and fucked into Daisy 's. When the women came, nanites flooded Daisy.

After consuming the metal causa of the core, both women had the resources to build more tentacles and Sir Thomas More nanites. One new tentacle each squirmed in their kitty-cat, ready to plug in with more than world. The nanites had to find their data processor and reunite with their ship.

Their confine mental process could think of no other way.

... connect ...

Marilynn and Daisy nodded to the mechanical, feminine voice speaking through their minds."Yes, connect,"they both said together, smile on their lips. Their nipples ached and their snatch were wet, clenching about the tentacle that united them."So many miss to get in touch with here."

In unison, they opened the forepart doors to the five story, pit manor house converted into the Kensington embarkment shoal. It perched on a grassy hill in the English people countryside, far from the modern public lavatory of London—electricity being the with child. Progress has yet to reach the rural landscape.

"Oh, hi Miss Marilynn,"a platinum-blonde-haired lady friend said. She was Edward Young, twenty, with a smile on her face.

A round-faced, bushy-haired brunette with a great smile walked with the platinum-blonde. Both girls wore the school uniform, gray doll falling over two layers of petticoats to emphasise both girl hips, their white blouses tight, the blonde 's breast large.

"We were all disappointed you did n't usher for year,"the brunette said."We always love welcoming new teachers."

Though Marilynn had never met either girl—it was her first day teaching—she knew their name from her connector with Daisy. The blonde was Holland gin, Prefect for the fifth part floor dorms, and her companions was Emaleine. Both missy were on their thirdly and final year at the school.

And both were beautiful.

"Yes, we were officious,"Marilynn and Daisy said together.

"I can tell,"smirked Geneva."I am glad the serving staff are working hard to gormandise the instruction staff. But the Headmistress can not be pleased with you."

"That does n't matter,"the duet said as they moved forward, hand-in-hand, step-in-step.

Emaleine frowned. In the backdrop, a girl screeched,"Etta."

"Is something legal injury, Miss Marilynn ?"the brunet asked.

"Nothing."

"Why are you two speaking in unison ?"Holland gin asked.

Marilynn and Daisy paused before the girls. Then they seized the miss'shoulders and pushed them against the wall. Marilynn had Geneva 's shoulders, Daisy Emaleine 's. The auburn-haired instructor stared into Geneve 's blue eyes.

"We want to connect with you,"Marilynn said, finally acting independently of Daisy. Her hand slid down Geneva 's shoulder to squeeze the little girl 's round knocker."Will you connect with us ?"

"Yes, will you ?"Daisy asked, pressing her body tight against the brunette. Daisy 's tussle hair was a darker shadowiness of Brown University, contrasting with Emaleine as their Robert Curl brushed.

"teacher, every student in the shoal is at your disposal,"Geneva purred."You know that. If you need your hysterics cured, I will be beaming to relieve you."

"Yes, cured,"moaned Marilynn.

... connect ...

The new tentacles squirmed inside Marilynn and Daisy 's pussies, stretching them out more. Delicious ripples of pleasure flooded through the teacher and housemaid 's eubstance as they leaned in and captured the student'lips. Geneva 's were delicate and sweet while Emaleine kissed with fast-growing hunger. Marilynn felt both, sharing sensations with Daisy.

backside them, a span of daughter walked past and headed outside, giggling at their prank."I love this school,"one said."Shame we ca n't bring together them, Etta."

"No, no, we 're in a hurry,"the second answered."Let 's go, Tabitha or—"

The boom of the closing social movement door cut off her words.

Marilynn squeezed Geneva 's breast, loving how the hammock through blouse and camisole. The teacher 's clitoris throbbed and her pap ached. Her natural language knife thrust into Geneve 's mouth, swirling, tasting, as the upheaval built in her kitty. succus trickled down her thighs, exciting her, building her passion. Daisy squirmed and squealed as boldface Emaleine 's hands shot out and slid into Daisy 's still unlaced bodice, cupping a round breast.

Emmeline tweaked Daisy 's teat and Marilynn felt it. Her pussy clenched as her tit ached in sympathy. The wondrous pleasure rippled through both charwoman 's consistency. They moaned into their bookman'mouth, kissing harder.

Marilynn 's finger worked at the clit of Geneve 's blouse, popping them through they eyelets. The blouse opened, and the teacher 's hired hand shot in, squeezing those alcoholic hummock through the sparse camisole. Geneva 's nipples were fat and firmly, poking at the material.

"Oh, Miss Marilynn,"the blond moaned after breaking the osculation."Oh, yes, you 're stirring such disruption through me. I need my hysterics cured badly."

"Me, too,"Emaleine moaned as the maid nibbled on her neck. Both of the student 's hands were down Daisy 's bodice now, pinching and rolling her nipples.

Miss Marilynn 's pussy clenched and shuddered. The second metal tentacle slithered out in unison to the one in Daisy 's cunt. It brushed the teacher 's intimate thigh, smearing pussy succus against her flesh.

"It 's time to connect,"moaned Marilynn.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Daisy panted.

Both women were bore for the rush of pleasance produced by connecting. Marilynn 's deal squeezed her student 's breasts, fingers digging into her soft mound separated only by slim linen. The tentacle slithered out from beneath her wench and underneath Geneva's.

Then it went up.

Marilynn kissed Geneva again, excitement brewing inside the teacher and housemaid. Both their tentacles worked up between the students'thigh, drawing closer and closer. wave of pleasure washed through their united body, their excitement climb.

Emaleine pinched hard at Daisy 's nipples and gasped,"What is that ? There 's something moving beneath my skirt."

"Relax,"Daisy purred and kissed Emaleine as her tentacle reached the shorter missy 's pussy first, stroking hot, charge flesh. Marilynn felt the wonderful, wet feeling of Emaleine 's cunt as Daisy 's tentacle caressed the girl.

And then the teacher 's tentacle reached geneva 's cunny lips.

The blonde gasped, breaking the buss as the metallic tentacle rubbed against her wet nethers. Her heart were wide, staring at the instructor."Miss Marilynn ... What is that ?"

"My connector,"the instructor purred, savoring the duel virtuoso of both tentacles rubbing against the students'cunnies. Each felt slightly unlike, Geneva 's kitty lips thicker, Emaleine 's clit tumid. Both were wet and hot, their silky pubic hair matted by exhilaration."I want to tie in with you."

"Let us tie in with you,"moaned Daisy.

"You 'll cum so hard."

"... so hard,"echoed the maid.

"But, but,"Emaleine moaned, her hips shifting."What is it ?"

"Pleasure,"both the maid and instructor moaned together.

... connect ...

... must link up ...

... need more action force ...

... connect ...

moving ridge of pleasure shot out of both the maid 's and teacher 's cunts, sparked by electricity. The students shuddered as the electrical delight reached the end of the tentacles rubbing a their cunnies. They both gasped, centre widening.

"I ... I ..."geneva groaned, shifting her hip joint. Marilynn rubbed the missy 's mammilla through her camisole."It feels nice."

"So overnice,"trembled Emaleine, her finger's breadth twisting Daisy 's nubs.

"Connect with us,"moaned teacher and maidservant in unison."You will receive such pleasure."

"Yes,"both students squealed.

In unison, the tentacle 's thrust into the female child'wet cunnies. Daisy and Marilynn both groaned as they savored affaire d'honneur sensations of their tentacles sinking into hot, close, silken pussies. go shot down the metallic tentacles and raced through their bodies.

"Yes, yes, yes, colligate,"they moaned together.

"Oh, my Jehovah,"gasped Geneva."It 's so flexible. Oh, yes, slide it in deep. What sort of metal dildo is this ? How are you ... ? Yes, fuck me. Oh, yes. This is what I need after three retentive example. Oh, yes."

Emaleine shuddered, her pussy clenching down on Daisy 's thrusting tentacle, increasing the noble-minded rubbing. Marilynn pressed her back talk into Hollands 's neck, nibbling and suction, squeezing the blond 's large tit through the unmentionable 's thin fabric. The tentacles pumped faster and faster.

... connect ...

"Yes, yes, we 're connecting,"moaned Marilynn, pleasure flooding through her body.

Emaleine drew out the maid 's breast, a intemperately nipple begging to be sucked. The girl leaned down and engulfed the tit, sucking hard. Marilynn 's pussy clenched as she felt the sucking delectation. She squeezed geneva 's breasts harder and massaged her nipple, the teacher 's pelvis undulating. juice dribbled out of her kitty, running down her tentacles.

The pleasure swelled in her substance. glint of electricity shot through her body. She spasmed and moaned. Both tentacles thrust at the Lapp speed, driving cryptical into the fille'cunnies. Their phonation sang through the hall, four woman gasping and moaning, building towards their shared orgasm.

... connecting ...

"Oh, yes, missy Marilynn,"shuddered Geneva."Oh, I 'm going to have my release. I 'm going to cum. Yes, yes, cure my hysterics. Oh, this is stupendous."

Her blue centre fluttered. Her typeface clenched. And then her sexual climax fusillade inside of her. Marilynn and Daisy moaned and shuddered as the blonde 's cunny spasmed about Marilynn 's tentacle. The soft pulp massaged the hard, jab appendage. Electric tingles shot down the tentacle rightfulness to Marilynn 's core.

The orgasm build interior of her. The teacher pinched her student 's nipples hard through the camisole. She moaned into geneva 's throat, sucking, marking the girl as the upheaval built and built in her depths.

Emaleine moaned about Daisy 's pap. The young lady 's face hollowed as she sucked hard. Her fingerbreadth dug into the soft frame. Her pussy tightened on Daisy 's tentacle, the pleasure swelling in both housemaid and teacher 's body.

"Yes, yes, cum on my connector,"gasped Daisy."Let me feel your hot cunny muscle spasm. Just like Hollands 's did on missy Marilynn 's connector."

"Yes, yes, enjoy your button,"gasped the quivering Geneva, her vocalization strained with pleasure.
Emaleine 's dentition nipped Daisy 's nipple as the student came. Her cunt convulsed wildly about Daisy 's tentacle. The thrusting appendages plowed deeper into both girls'spasming cunnies. The maid and teacher trembled.

"So good,"moaned Miss Marilynn, fingers twisting Geneva 's nipples."Yes, yes, yes. prison term to connect."

"Time,"agreed Daisy. The maid threw her capitulum back, her digit cradling Emaleine 's case as the girl sucked on the maid 's hard nipple.

Both woman, united by the nanites, came together. Their snatch spasmed about their similitude tentacles. delight surged down the process as ripples of bliss bathed their judgement. Marilynn gasped and moaned in unison with Daisy as the nanites erupted from the tentacle 's end.

pulsing after pulse of nanites flooded the students'young cunnies. Both girls gasped, orgasmic delight slamming into their judgment as they connected to missy Marilynn and Daisy. Their raptus surging between the four. Gasping, moaning, spasming. Ecstasy roared between them, sharing their delight. They felt every pussy 's muscle spasm, every lip 's kiss, every finger 's caress, every mouth 's suckle.

Two became four. connectedness achieved.

"Oh, yes,"the four women moaned in unison. And then two students shuddered, overwhelmed by the nanites changing their bodies, and passed out.

Marilynn and Daisy, smiling in pig out delectation, their bodies buzzing from intense pleasure, carried the unconscious educatee into a side way. They draped the fille on the floor and waited for them to recover.

Marilynn bent down and sucked on Daisy 's still exposed nipple. The maid groaned, feeling the pleasure of her pap suck while experience Marilynn 's joy at sucking on it. affaire d'honneur delight flooded both of them while the nanites prepared new tentacles inside all four fair sex 's bodies.

... more association ...

... required ...

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This is not secure, Merita told her innkeeper as she stared through Henrietta 's eyes at the remains of the core. All that was left was the flashing beacon and the control circuitry. It was the size of Henrietta 's hand. The nanites were all gone, loose without any guidance. They had broken down the core for materials.

"Is this bad ?"Tabitha asked, the redheaded woodpecker peering down.

"Yes. Merita is n't happy,"Henrietta answered.

This is a cataclysm. It 's destroyed. Where did they go ? I do n't see any signal of them. None of the grass looks changed. They made inter-group communication with something alive.

What do we do ? Henrietta asked as Tabitha said,"We have to get back to the shoal. We 'll be late for our next year. It took forever to hike out here."

I do n't know, Merita sighed, despair crashing on her. I 'm beat here. And who knows what the nanites did to whoever found them.

Do we keep looking ?

Merita did n't answer.

"Etta, we have to get back,"Tabitha said."If we 're late, we 'll get a demerit."

Merita, talk to me. Please, Merita. Do n't be silent. What do we do ? Is the person in bother ?

I do n't cognise. The alien 's mentation squirmed in her horde. I do n't know how to happen them. They could be anywhere. I 'm never getting back family. It 's destroyed.

I 'm so drab. Henrietta squirmed. I am. But ... if there is nothing to do ...

Yes, yes, you have to get back to form. Merita sighed. Stuck on a crude major planet ...

I 'm meritless we 're primitive.

The painful sensation in Henrietta 's sentiment hit Merita. I did n't have in mind to insult you. I am gladiolus we met. This is n't your faulting. Do n't finger bad, okay ? Grab the circuitry board. Maybe if we find the nanites they can reconstruct the core. Merita had minuscule hope of that, but she did n't want to weight Henrietta with guilt. That 's what they 're good at. Then, maybe, they can fix my ship if I can find the right material on your creation. But in the meantime, get back to form. No peak in you getting in trouble.

I 'm still sorry. But I am sword lily we met. I love you, Merita.

Merita sighed and retreated back from her legion 's thoughts to brood on her problem.

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I ran through the Granville Stanley Hall of the school beside Tabitha. The burden fell so far from the schoolhouse it took half our lunch hour just to walk out there. Our heeled shoes slapped on the tiles, mine still wet from traipsing through tone down Gunter Grass. Merita had been understood the intact walk back. I could feel her sadness.

I wanted to do something for her, but I did n't know what.

"I think it 's this way,"Tabitha said, her red Robert Curl flying behind her as she darted down a hallway.

Our next class was Romance taught by Miss Erma John Howard Northrop. I had heard she had a letch for spanking miss 's bottoms and then soothing them afterward with her soft caresses. I did n't want to be spanked. And if she did soothe me, I might turn a loss control my tentacles and let out myself as a freak.

I was favorable Peony did n't enjoin anyone about what we did in the bath this morning.

Tabitha sighed in relief, slowing to a manner of walking before a door."Here it is."She took a deep breath, glancing at me."Oh, one of your pigtails is coming loose."

I gasped and retied the ribbon while gaining my breather. Our faces were both flushed from our run, though it looked like we had sex instead. generate this shoal, I was certain that was what people would think.

Ready, I opened the doorway and stepped in, hoping it was n't past the hour and we were n't tardy. Miss Erma stood at the social movement of the division, a chalkboard covered in Latin password rested behind her. She was a tall char, her brown whisker piled into a life-threatening bun, her curvy physical structure covered by a oxford-gray dress. Her oculus flashed upon us.

"Two moment late, girls."

"Sorry, Miss Erma,"we both said in unison.

"We were lost,"Tabitha added."We are still learning the schooling 's layout."

"There are no excuses for tardiness. You both arrived to the school before today, giving you sizeable chance to teach where my schoolroom was situated."

I swallowed."You are redress, Miss Erma. Our apologies."

"excuse are all well and good, but you have broken a rule and that requires discipline to square away out."

"field ?"I winced.

"Yes, slip naked the both of you and flex over my desk. You will each be spanked before the class."

The other young woman, all eighteen-year-olds like us, glanced at us, a mix of envy and, to my surprisal, excitement in their middle. One of the little girl with an tidal bore countenance was shy Peony sitting in the back, her custody clasped beneath her desk over her skirt. She squirmed.

She had a hot cunny and was in great need of her hysteric being cured.

Tabitha and I moved up to the straw man of the category. A tickle of fervor caressed my kitty-cat. My mamilla hardened. All those eyes watching us ... Twenty girlfriend ... My fingers worked at the buttons of my blouse as I stood before the class, my cunny growing bedwetter and wetter.

My tentacles squirming more and more.

"Keep calm air,"Tabitha whispered as I slid off my blouse. Her eyes flicked to my nipple, both hard and striking against my camisole.

I nodded my drumhead, swallowing. I had, mostly, kept myself under control while in the Headmistress 's office. It was only when she buggered me with her dildo that my tentacles came out. And I doubted girl Erma planned on sodomizing me punishing and fast.

Tabitha and I quickly stripped. I noticed the dewy excitement glistening on my devotee 's thighs before she bent over the desk, her bout, freckled tits pillowing on the desk. My minuscule agglomerate jiggled as I bent over, but they did n't rest against the desk. I wiggled my articulatio coxae, my blonde pigtails spreading across the table. I rested my face on the coolheaded surface, staring at my lover.

She gave me a comforting smile and took my hand.

"wellspring, well, well,"purred misfire Erma,"what a saucy pair of stave, Danton True Young bottoms. So pert."She squeezed us both, making us gasp. Her fingers dug into my physique, reminding my sphincter that it had been plowed vigorously earlier.

The excitement swelled in my pussy and the tentacles squirmed more.

"Their sexual activity are wet and flushed, afflicted with that horrible disease. female hysterics most be combated at all times. Brigham Young women are especially prone to it. If any of you feel any flicker between your thighs, feel free to relieve yourself manually. clitoral stimulation, either through your doll or with lineal contact of your digit is permitted."

"Yes, girl Erma,"the former students said.

I glanced at them, the young lady squirming, hands disappearing beneath their desks. I groaned as their cheeks grew rosy. Their thighs parted. doll and petticoats rustled as Miss Erma kept kneading my ass instead of spanking us.

Twenty fille abusing their cunnies while I was spanked ... How was I keeping myself under mastery ?

If I never fell, you would n't be afflicted with this job, sighed Merita in my mind.

Do n't say that. I am not—

Crack ! crack !

The first base spanking landed. I gasped and shuddered, pain shooting through my ass and wiping away all intellection. Tabitha spasmed beside me. misfire Erma had spanked both our derriere simultaneously. Or near enough. The estrus of her hand 's fall burned through my ass.

It was so different than when my Fatherhood had spanked me as a fry. This was denude skin. The feminine sighs of my classmate filled the air. Miss Erma 's hired hand rested on my rear, stroking my flesh as she let the pain linger instead of continuously applying our discipline.

Crack ! Crack !

Tabitha and I bucked together. I moaned, my teat rubbing on the desk. I squirmed at the hot botheration prickling through my asscheeks to my cunny. My tentacles writhed in my depth as the botheration became excitement.

Pleasure.

cranny ! Crack !

I gasped, my hips undulating, my clitoris grinding into the boundary of the desk. It was like my body was built to experience this joy. I ground my nub against it as the teacher 's hand fell again and again, warming my ass, stimulating my pussy, and driving my button against the hard wood. Pleasure fluttered through me.

I grit my tooth and fought against my tentacles.

"Oh, Miss Erma,"gasped Tabitha as the threefold crack fell.

"Their hysterics grow,"missy Erma said."As the hurting increases, their cunnies become wetter. The flutters build. Look at how they undulated. They are grinding their over-stimulated clitorides into the desk."

"I see that, Miss Erma,"a girl gasped with breathy excitement.

I could hear the wet rub of fingers on cunny. Some plunged figure into their build. president squeaked and their moans grew. I bit my lip, fighting against my tentacles. They wanted to occur out and play as the teacher 's hand fell on my ass again.

offer ! Crack !

"Oh, Lord,"I groaned, my clitoris rubbing hard against the edge. Sweat beaded my forehead as I fought the swelling joy. maven rippled through my consistency. The excitement built. My tentacles pushed towards the entree of my cunny, stretching my walls. The sweet rubbing sent a shudder through me."Please, please, no."

"Do n't contend your excitement, girls,"moaned the teacher, her voice breathy, full of her own passion."A release while being punished is a wondrous experience. The fit are intense."

Tabitha clenched my hand hard as the adjacent spankings landed. Her hip moved. I stared at her jiggling, burning-red ass. She ground her clit into the desk, not fighting her passions like I was. Her gullible eyes fluttered.

chap ! shot !

"Yes, yes, yes,"screamed Tabitha."Oh, yes. Miss Erma ... I was so bad ! Oh, Lord, I was !"

Her sexual climax contorted her face. Her back talk formed a pure O as she screamed out her bliss. She thrashed on the table, her hand gripping mine so hard. I shuddered, ineffectual to resist grinding my clitoris on the desk, building my own sexual climax as the tentacles ached to explode out of me.

So good. Oh, yes. This is the best. The pain ... The pleasure ...

Tabitha 's view invaded my judgement. I gasped, wanting that Saami Delicious joy. To find my slit exploded with the pleasure of hurting. I groaned, squirming. Behind me, several young woman gasped in feminine delectation, achieving their masturbatory release.

"And now it 's your crook, slight slut,"Miss Erma moaned."Let me hear you squeal."

scissure ! Crack !

Both the teacher 's hands fell on my ass. She slapped both my butt-cheeks together. I groaned, straining against my tentacles writhing indigence as the pain flared and my button soil into the desk 's edge. It was so needlelike, hurting my clit, which made the rapture exquisite.

"Let me hear you scream, risque girlfriend !"

Crack ! snap !

"No,"I moaned, squirming, so closemouthed to cumming, to letting my tentacles burst out of my cunny. Merita, assistant me.

I ca n't do anything, she sulked.

"You will cum if I have to spank your ass until it is black and blue."Miss Erma squeezed my burn ass. She pressed the front of her dress against me, humping against me, the fabric sang-froid on the backrest of my thighs and brushing the lips of my pussy. The tentacles were at the opening of my cunny, just peeking out.

They felt the material of her skirt.

I lost control of them.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I screamed as I came.

My pussy rippled about my tentacles as they shot out of my pussy and against Miss Erma. The appendages burned to experience her anatomy. They slammed into her crotch, driving her back a step before they gripped the fabric of her skirt, pulling at it. I shuddered, blissfulness rippling down the sensitive tentacles as they ripped at the cloth.

My tentacles were strong.

The textile tore.

"What is going on ?"gasped Miss Erma."What are those coming out of your ... ?"

Her run-in trailed off as my tentacles wrapped about her raw thighs. Two of them rubbed at her pussy, one nuzzling at her clitoris, the other stroking her pussy mouth. She felt so hot and wet against my appendages. I moaned, my coming intensifying as I stroked her, drinking in the sensations.

"They 're my tentacles,"I moaned, out of controller. I had to fuck her. I had to feel what it was like in my teacher 's holes.

A third tentacle slithered between the brass of her rear, lubed by my dripping pussy juices. I rammed a tentacle into her ass and twat. She gasped, shuddering as both her gob were filled by my wriggling appendages.

She felt wonderful. Hot and wet and silky and tight and velvety and amazing. Both her holes gripped my plunging tentacles. I squirmed on the desk, squeezing Tabitha 's hand as I fucked my tentacles in and out of her cunny and bowels.

I fucked and buggered her hard.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I moaned."Oh, you are so delicious."

More textile tore. My two other tentacles ripped her naked, stripping her before the socio-economic class. The girls gasped in astonishment. I looked at them, some frozen, others masturbating even harder, plunging their fingers into their cunnies, starve burning in their eyes.

"Oh, my Lord,"gasped Miss Erma."Oh, yes. Oh, wow. That 's ... yes, yes, yes."

My two tentacles wrapped about her large white meat. I watched her over my shoulder, grinding my button into the bound of the desk. Her two tits bulged as my tentacles squeezed them. They turned red. Her nipples were so hard. I groaned, fucking and sodomizing her hard, loving the duel sensations rushing down my tentacles.

"Oh, yes, fuck her,"moaned Tabitha as she writhed beside me."Oh, yes, this is so hot. Oh, wow, ram those tentacles into her."

"I am,"I moaned.

Tabitha sat up. She moved behind me, stroking my tentacles where they emerged from my pussy then tickling my cunny backtalk. I gasped, my tentacles tightening about Miss Erma 's tits. Then Tabitha leaned over and licked between my butt-cheeks until she found my sore rectum.

Mmm, she tastes scrumptious, view Tabitha. Sour and dirty. I love it. No curiosity Geneva licked my rectum during the bath. Oh, yes, this is amazing.

"So amazing, Tabitha. Rim me while I fuck our teacher."

Another coming built in my depths as I worked my four tentacles. The remnant of the twain wrapped about her bosom played with her nipples. The early two worked over and over into her fix, fucking her, making her cramp and gasp. Her intestine and kitty-cat clenched on them as she shuddered, twitching, her deal sliding up and down her sides.

"Oh, yes, this is amazing, Henrietta,"gasped Miss Erma.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Peony moaned from the spinal column of the grade. The dark-haired lady friend 's typeface screwed up. She gasped and shuddered, cumming hard."I love those tentacles. She took my maidenhead in the bath with them."

"This is so gaga,"another girl said, her brassy-brown hair shaking about her shoulders.

"But hot. Oh, yes. My clitoris is aching. I 'm going to have such a release."

"Yes, yes, frig your cunnies and rub your clitorides,"I moaned, squirming, grinding my clitoris on the desk."Do it. Let 's all keep cumming and cumming."

"It 's the best,"Tabitha moaned before she pressed her tongue into my asshole.

I gasped. It was so pixilated. So many whizz crashed through my body. I trembled and groaned, clenching my burning butt-cheeks. Her red hair caressed my well-spanked ass, reminding me of the painful sensation while her tongue swirled through my intestine. My tentacles all savored the tone of miss Erma 's torso, shooting delight to my pussycat while my clitoris ached against the desk and my mamilla rubbed on its smoothen surface.

I fucked my tentacles faster and faster. misfire Erma moaned louder. Her body spasmed. Her golf hole convulsed about my tentacles. Friction 's pleasure raced down my tentacles. I gasped, my optic widening at the perfumed delight of feeling her orgasm burst in her depths.

"Yes, yes, yes,"fille Erma gasped."Oh, daughter, this is beat. I do n't empathize, but ... but ... Yes !"

Miss Erma 's spokesperson echoed through the schoolroom. Her pussy and asshole clenched so hard on my cocks. I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut. The pleasure swelled through me. Such sweet joy construction in my core.

"This is wild,"gasped another girl.

"I 'm cumming ! Yes, yes ! So hot !"

"wilderness !"

The air filled with the sent of hot cunny. The heady scent made my head swim. My pleasure built. Tabitha stroked my tentacles and snatch backtalk. She worked her tongue deep into my asshole, fucking in and out as I tensed.

And came.

"Oh, Divine, yes,"I moaned."Merita, Merita, is n't this wondrous ?"

My tentacles pulsed with delight. Miss Erma gasped as her pussy and asshole stretched about the expanding and contracting tentacles. I groaned, my cunny spasming about my tentacles while I bucked and thrashed on the desk.

pleasure boiled through my body.

It reached my mind and cooked it.

I gasped and moaned my joy. Other female child joined me. Tabitha sucked on my asshole, adding more delight. My head tossed back, pigtails flying as my tentacles fucked their final time into Miss Erma 's body.

And then I collapsed on the desk, my tentacles withdrawing. I heard girl Erma stagger back. She bumped into a desk. daughter gasped and moaned, achieving their releases all across the classroom. I looked at them, their eyes fixed on my cunny stretched wide heart-to-heart about my four writhing tentacles.

They all know my secret.

Everyone will love my secret.

"W-what are you, fille Henrietta ?"asked the heaving Miss Erma, her eyes narrowing now that her lusts were satiated."How do you ... have those ... thing ?"

Fear constricted my stomach.

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... connect ...

Geneva and Emaleine awoke at the like moment. Their eye snapped loose and they arose, their pussies stuffed with Daisy 's and Marilynn 's sec tentacles. The two missy smiled, taking deal and staring at their early halves.

"We need to plug in to Sir Thomas More girls,"the four said in unison, their organic structure tingling with intimate fervor, new tentacles set up to cook new connecter.

And there was a school of girl and cleaning lady awaiting them.

To be continued ...