Boarding School Encounter
Chapter pentad : Henrietta Buggered by the Headmistress
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

"What were you and paeony doing in the bath ?"Tabitha asked as she dropped her nightgown from last night into the laundry basketful in our share way. Mine followed.

We stood naked in our small room, my base dancing on the stale floor board and my teeth chattering. It was so warm up in the tub and so cold in here. It turned out that the girl of our dorm had our own Roman style bath, a large syndicate of piped up spring water system. While our school lacked electricity, it had plumbing system. The water was so relaxing, especially with anxious, petite, and virginal Peony pressed against me.

"smooching,"I answered, my cheek going red as I remembered how wonderful Peony felt, our wet bodies pressed together as she leaned against the edge of the tub, our hips humping, our clitorides rubbing together.

One of my pussy tentacles fucking paeony 's cunny.

That was yummy, Merita, the tribade alien who had merged with my consistence, whispered in my mind. It was because of her that I had the four tentacles that sprouted out of my sex. They were yearn and flexible, and as sensitive as my nipples. It was such a delight to ream them in and out of a young lady 's cunny or to sodomise her bowels. I had plucked my roommate and lover Tabitha 's maidenhead then Peony 's in the bathing tub only minutes ago.

"It looked like you were doing more than kissing her,"Tabitha said, a loathly twinkle in her eye."She was gasping so hard. She had quite the release, a powerful cure for her hysterics."

"I may have got used a tentacle on her,"I said.

Tabitha 's middle widened."Henrietta, you ca n't do that."

I blinked. It was the commencement prison term since I met Tabitha yesterday that she had called me by my first public figure. Usually, she called me Etta. I stared at her as I pulled out a blank camisole from my chest of drawers, eager to dress.

"If someone finds out about your tentacles and freaks out ..."Tabitha bit her lip."They might kick you out of the school or something. I mean ..."Tabitha 's eyes flicked down to my blonde roll adorning my defenseless groin."I understand. And I guess Peony must too, but ... what about the early little girl ? And the instructor ?"

"I know."I sighed, pulling the camisole over my headway and letting it fall across my small knocker and down to my pelvic arch. I pulled it down so it covered my mid thigh."But it was so aphrodisiac. Everyone was making lovemaking around us. And Geneve tongued your sphincter muscle while rubbing your cunny, and your bosom were shaking, and Peony was so delicious and timid and afraid and vulnerable and enticing. I could n't resist. I lost control."

My tum fell."What am I going to do tomorrow ? And the next day ? We 'll deliver the communal bathtub every morning. And every morning I 'll be surrounded by sex. Wonderful, delicious, disallow passion. Sapphic love. It 's sinful and I love it. And you know what happens when my cunny gets excited."

"Your cunt tentacles come out to bet,"Tabitha sighed.

Which is why we need to find the heart of my ship, Merita said. As soon as possible. Before another human skirmish it.

How will that help oneself my tentacle job ? You have to own me until the nanites cure me. When I found Merita 's crashed spaceship finale nighttime, an egg-shaped target in a crater which I mistook for a falling star, I tripped and broke my neck. I would have died if she did n't save me. But the nanites—which I did n't translate what those were, but apparently they were little automaton inside my consistency repairing my combat injury, like little wind-up toy or something—were rejected by my body. Merita had to possess me to let them work. How long will that take ?

It 's going sluggish than I hoped. It 'll be mean solar day. Week or more.

"multitude are going to find out,"I groaned, sinking onto my bed while I watched Tabitha wrench on her stockings up her smooth, sick thighs, her red hairsbreadth swishing about her articulatio humeri and her breast jiggling beneath her camisole. Her nipples were hard, the fabric thinly enough to nominate them dark shadows that I wanted to lactate on.

My pussy itched. The tentacles squirmed inside of me as I grew wet.

This was no good. Everything was turning me on. I grew hysteric so easily, and I wanted to be cured. Right now. I had orgasmed in the bath as I pumped my tentacle in and out of peony 's virgin puss, and I wanted more.

Needed more. It was so hot.

Sex is howling, Merita agreed. On my nursing home planet, I would make love to five or more females all day, just exploring each others holes with our tentacles, loving each early, and cumming over and over. It was a fantastic way to draw the day.

Images of the alien, lesbian orgy shot through my thinker. Merita in the center, her hairless, purple body writhing, the four tentacles, which sprouted from her hips and not her pussy, undulating as she caressed her lovers. Their skins were all various hues of lilac and purpleness. Some had larger knocker, other small-scale, their nipples hard. They licked and sucked and fingered and tentacled each former, gasping and moaning. I could feel them.

My tentacles burst from my twat, shooting out from beneath my camisole, waving purpleness against my pelt."Merita,"I groaned."Do n't remember that stuff and nonsense. I 'm trying to check my tentacles, not let them out."

Sorry, sorry.

Tabitha stopped pulling up her second stocking and stared at the writhing tentacles. She squirmed, lecherousness burning in her green eyes. I could almost hear her thoughts. Wow, I love those tentacles, and they 're dripping in Etta 's succus. It would be so hot to lick them right now. We do n't need to go to classes. We can be truant and enjoy ourselves.

I concentrated and my tentacles retracted back inside of me. Tabitha let out a sigh."We could n't have been truant,"I said absently,"we have to get to class."

Tabitha blinked and cocked her head, staring at me.

"What ?"I frowned.

"Nothing, goose egg. I 'm imagine I 'm that transparent. I just know your tentacles so much. They 're just wonderful. Especially when they 're touching me."Tabitha fell back on her bed, squeezing her second joint together."Oh, my hysteric are back. I 'm all fluttery and jittery. And now we have to get to class."

"Sorry,"I said.

I 'm distressing, too. I did n't mean to arouse you, Henrietta, or mellisonant Tabitha.

"Merita 's sorry, too."

Tabitha shook her head and then sat up."It must be hazardous to throw an alien living in your mind."

"She does render me gamey things sometimes,"I admitted and grabbed my stockings. I pulled them on quickly."We better rushing. We 're dawdling. We do n't require to get a demerit."

And when are we going out to look for the core ?

Lunch, I sighed. I can bound off it. But not breakfast. I am starving. My stomach proved me honest by growling. okey. It 'll be just a few hour. Then we 'll find it. I have the image scanner in my skirt. I had taken it from her ship before we left it last night.

After pulling on my stockings, I slipped on the two bed of petticoats. Our school uniform lacked bloomers of any sort, which I found strange. I felt so naked beneath my petticoats. But now I understood what sorting of school day this was. I had a belief that all sort of debauched, tribade doings occurred during school hour under the pretext of curing"female hysterics."I had always been taught that cleaning lady did not feel the low, corrupted lusts like men, that we were purer creatures.

It was such a lie. We had them, too, we just called it something else and pretended it was a aesculapian problem. But I did n't mind. The thought of a man touching me was far lupus erythematosus appealing than a cleaning woman. I liked women.

I feared I was turning sapphic. No. I was a Lesbian. And there was nothing wrong with that. No matter what the sermoniser or the government said.

That 's right, Merita agreed. You 're straitlaced religion and More are so rude. Sexuality is never incorrect. It should always be explored.

I nodded my foreland and grabbed my ankle-length, gray skirt, pulling it on over my petticoat. The two layers gave me more hips than I had in real life. I pulled on my white blouse following, buttoning it up to my neck like a right woman and tucking it into my skirt. Then I combed my hair while Tabitha tamed her natural state, fiery mane. I pulled my blonde curlicue into pigtails—my preferred style—tying them with pink ribbons. Tabitha did n't tie back her pilus but let it descend in lifelike wafture around her freckled typeface. We laced up our heel shoe and were make for class.

The other young lady of our floor bustled out of their elbow room, wearing identical uniforms, their pilus styled in dissimilar manner. Some were braided, like Prefect Geneve 's platinum-blonde tress, others loose, like Peony 's black hair. The shy girlfriend glanced at me, her hands clutched before her, then she darted down the hallway.

"Well, she looks like a startle doe,"Tabitha muttered, giving me a worried look.

I swallowed and nodded my head. What if she talked ? That would n't be near. I bit my lip as Tabitha and I held hands. We walked with the former girls, a universal buzz from talking filling the corridor. Our dormitory lay on the one-fifth and high-pitched level. As we descended the stairs, girls from the fourth and third flooring joined us, all with big smiling and rosy cheeks.

I bet they had their own Roman style baths.

I took a bass breathing place, scared to present my first day of classes at the Kensington Boarding School. The Stone rampart of the hall reverberated with talking as we swept down the stairs to the first floor. We followed the tide of girls through the halls towards the dining way for breakfast. A few of the schooling 's maids scurried yesteryear us in their black-and-white uniforms.

I wondered if they wore blunder beneath their skirts ?

My kitty itched and my tentacles squirmed. My nipples hardened in my blouse as a youthful maidservant, two year my senior, walked past, her face apple red and her blouse distortion to contain her large breasts.

"Wow, she is sizeable,"Tabitha whispered to me."I bet they are nice to rest on."

Uh-huh, purred Merita. She conjured flashes of the maid, naked and lying on a bed, her with child titty forming diffuse mounds that beckoned.

Merita, stop that, I groaned as the heat increased between my thighs.

Sorry, sorry. I 'm not used to controlling my desires.

fountainhead, it 's not weird on your planet to have tentacles, but it is on mine.

I took long, easy breaths, clenching Tabitha 's hand. My friend gave me a musical accompaniment smiling, her lips so lush and sugariness and I knew just how kissable they were and how tremendous her hands were and how stupefy it was to ...

Nope. plosive speech sound that.

Ahead of us was nursemaid Paige 's infirmary on Tabitha 's side of the hall. The door opened and the nanny stepped out, a big smile on her brim, her brass rosy. Though she was only in her twenty, she had a motherly air about her, accented by her curvy organic structure. Her smile swept over the girls walking by, many greeting her with polite,"unspoiled dayspring, Nurse Paige."

"dawn, little girl,"the blonde nanny would reply.

And then she snagged Peony out of the gang. The brown-haired young lady gasped as Nurse Paige, with sleight that had to total with practice, hiked up both Peony 's skirt and two layers of petticoats, plunging her hand between the girl 's second joint and rubbing at her cunny.

"Yes, yes, you need to give your hysterics cured, my heartfelt,"nanny Leroy Robert Paige beamed, and then she frowned."Although, what happened to your virginal membrane, youngster ?"

Peony 's nerve went red as she squirmed on the Nurse 's pumping fingers. Giggles erupted from the surrounding female child. I groaned as undulation of warmth washed through me. Yesterday, I had my first base sexual climax at the manpower of Nurse Paige during my physical. She licked my cunny and clitoris until I had my paroxysms of bliss.

She was a lesbian who enjoyed molesting the students under the guise of a medical treatment.

As Tabitha and I passed, the nursemaid 's arm hooked out and seized Tabitha, pulling my Friend close."And you have the fiery blood of the Celt in you. I know that means you need to own your hysterics cured."

Our digit parted. I turned to my friend, trying to snatch her hand, but the tide of girls carried me away.

"No, no, I 'm ok,"Tabitha protested as Nurse Paige deftly lifted her skirt and petticoats with one hand and plunged between my lover 's thigh."Oh, oh, Nurse Paige."

"Hmm, another girl that 's lost her maidenhead."The nursemaid tutted her tongue.

"Sorry, Etta,"Tabitha moaned."I-I 'll captivate up."

I swallowed and nodded, forced along with the early girls to breakfast while my buff was fingered by the nanny. Her moans and Peony 's echoed over the buzz of conversation. My short cunny was on fire. Tentacles squirmed in my profoundness, eager to split out and fiddle. It was n't fair.

I was so hornlike. Why did nursemaid Satchel Paige choose Tabitha ? I could have had so practically fun with them. Nurse Leroy Robert Paige could have plunged her fingers into my cunny, and her thumb could stimulate rubbed my clitoris. I would gasp and groan and have my orgasm. Then I would n't be so wet and horny and squirmy. And—

Tentacles flowed out of my snatch. They wrapped about my thighs, smearing pussy juices onto my flesh and stockings. I groaned, my tentacles so sore. I closed my eyes for a moment, fighting to get them to retract and grateful for my skirt and layers of petticoats so no one could see them.

My forehead furrowed and the tentacles, reluctantly, slithered back inside of me. I gasped as they moved against the walls of my pussy, the clash delicious. And then my cunny relaxed, no longer stretched wide of the mark undetermined by them.

I sighed. If Nurse Paige had fingered me, they would get sprouted.

I know, it is fearful, Henrietta. I wish you could feature all the fun you want. I 'm sorry.

It 's not your shift. I would be numb without you. I took a deep breath. Besides, I am developing feelings for you. I 'll be ever so sad when you leave.

Me, too. You and Tabitha are so sweet.

As we reached the dining hall, I imagined I could learn Tabitha moaning her pleasure. Yes, yes, yes, nanny Paige. Cure my hysterics. Your digit are so mystifying into my cunny. Oh, yes. Oh, wow.

Her language sounded so clear in my vision. I sighed, biting my lip. I had to stop dwelling on sex. It was breakfast. I looked around for a situation to sit, all the tables ladled with platters of sausage balloon and 1st Baron Verulam and toast and jams.

"You can sit with us,"Jeane called. She was the marvelous missy on my floor. She patted an empty behind at the table beside her. There was a minute rear open that Tabitha could take.

"Thanks,"I said, taking a derriere. I squirmed to get well-fixed, my clitoris aching between my thighs.

"Lucky Peony and Tabitha getting fingered by nursemaid Paige,"sighed Darcy who sat across from me, a pink bow surmounting the top of her Robert Brown hair, holding it back off her shoulders. She was an previous girl than me, nineteen."Last yr, she only fingered me twice on the way to breakfast."

"But she was always fingering Argyranthemum frutescens,"Maria said, another former girl. She had such beautiful pregnant chad as she smiled, which set off her sandy-blonde curls.

"Who ?"I asked.

"Oh, she graduated finish year. I hear she married a banker and hired a delectable housemaid who knows how to use her tongue."Calophyllum longifolium giggled."I know all my maids will have to be so skilled when I set up my house."

"It is a shame we have to get hitched with men,"I sighed.

They all giggled."But if we did n't, then who would make the money ?"asked fin, a new little girl like me. She sat beside Maria."I have several suer back home. All three are flush, even if they are such boors. Not like this place. It is so ... stimulating."

Your people are so primitive. Women should be give up to garner their own money and marry each other if they want.

I agree, Merita. I would end up marrying a rich boor, too, probably one of my father 's concern associates. Then I would make a courteous home, raise his baby, and hoped I lived close plenty to Tabitha so we could get"tea"everyday.

We joked about the value of a maid who knew how to use her lingua and a Cook who knew how to use a carrot, which I thought was wicked. Tabitha appeared after ten or so minute of arc, her expression flushed, and a Brobdingnagian grin on her boldness. She plopped down in the empty professorship and gave me a quickly osculation on the cheek before piling her plate with sausage and kippers.

"Boy, nurse Leroy Robert Paige really knows how to ready a girl for the day."

Darcy gave an enthusiastic nod.

After breakfast, it was time for course. I would have Math with girl Maurine Short, cancel Science with Madalyn Virgin, English with Miss enchantress Averill, then lunch—Please find the core, Henrietta—followed by Latin with young woman Erma Northrop, and last ism with Miss Marilynn Gully. Tabitha shared my agenda, which I found to be a relief, but other girls had dissimilar I and the former girls had a few unlike courses.

"Do you have any estimation where these elbow room are ?"I asked Tabitha as we left the dining hall, the maids coming in to realize up the mess from breakfast.

"Vaguely,"Tabitha said."I did arrive the day before you, and I took the metre to explore. All the classrooms are on the get-go and 2nd floors. And I recall that Miss Maurine 's schoolroom is on the first off floor and ... well, there she is."

Tabitha pointed to the woman with her bleak hair twisted into curlicue heading down the residence hall. We hurried after. We could n't get lost if we followed our instructor to class. Which made us the kickoff too arrive. We took seats up front, our back straight person. Text books lay on each of the tables, the cover song battered and worn by yr of eager students.

I swallowed. Arithmetic had never been my firm suite. But the Kensington boarding School believed in educating Pres Young women as strenuously as offspring men. Many of its alumnus would apply for schooling at Oxford or Cambridge while others used the prestigiousness and nuance to aid land a better spousal relationship match.

And then hirer a maid who knew how to use her tongue.

As much as I hated math, there was one nice thing about it—the national was so boring sex was driven from my cerebration. Merita was no helper, despite how advanced her people were. Her hoi polloi employ root eight math. I had hassle agreement just what that meant, but Merita had no savvy of our infrastructure ten mathematics. I did n't even know our math was infrastructure ten.

When the course of study ended, I had a headache.

Tabitha 's unripe center were equally glazed. I took her hired man and the twosome of us navigated the shoal to the innate science classroom. It took us a few false starts to find Miss Madalyn 's classroom. It turned out to be on the low floor, not the sec, and we were almost late.

"There you are, girlfriend,"beamed young lady Madalyn, a woman in a inglorious attire, her Brown hair in a bun, and a friendly smile on her lips."You must be Tabitha,"she said, giving my friend a warm, inviting hug."So that makes you Henrietta."

"It does, young woman Madalyn,"I said before she swept me up into her embrace.

She had a wonderful smell about her, an charge fragrance. I was so aware of her physical structure pressed against mine, her hired hand on the belittled of my dorsum as she rubbed her cheek on mine. A wonderful prickling passed through me.

I wondered just how friendly she was as a teacher.

"Now, let 's get started on learning,"she said, breaking the kiss."We 'll begin with geology. I believe that will give you a smashing foundation when we move into inorganic chemistry in a few week. Now, on the table on the back I have many samples of stones ..."

She lectured us on the three types of rocks—igneous, metamorphic, and sedimentary—showing us case of each. We handled them and stared at the grains with magnifying lens. She had rock and roll from all over England and beyond, her voice so excited as she talked about it.

Teaching was clearly her passion.

"Okay,"she said as we stood to will,"I want you all to publish an essay tonight on what your dearie type of rock is and why."

"Yes, Miss Madalyn,"we all said as we marched out.

Tabitha yawned and stretched."Boy, only two classes down and I 'm already so trite. I just want to go up to our room and—"

She clamped her jaw shut as a maid bustled up to us in her black frock, white apron tied across the front man, and a belittled, white cap resting on her brown curl. She had doe eyes and a cultivated smile on her face as she stopped before me.

"Miss Henrietta, I 'm to see you to the Headmistress 's office."

Tabitha groaned. My stomach clenched."M-me ?"

"Yes, Miss."The maid gave me a comforting smile, her eyes apologetic."I am sorry, fille, but I have my program line. This way."

"But I have English next."

"miss enchantress will be informed on the cause you are missing her class. You will not be in trouble."Her tone implied, Not in any more fuss. Poor thing, summoned to the headmistress 's office on her inaugural day, and such an guiltless lamb. What could she have done ?

"Nothing,"I muttered, and then my breadbasket twisted more. paeony. What if peony told Nurse Paige about my tentacles ?

I threw a look over my berm at Tabitha. She watched me with apprehension as I followed the maidservant down the hall. My heart beat faster and faster with each step. I chewed on my lower lip as the housemaid led me from the flurry of the students leaving our class and down to the first floor. Our measure echoed through the mansion house. The maid walked with a stiff back and a bracing stride.

I wanted to dawdle.

What do I do, Merita ?

Pretend you do n't let any tentacles, she suggested. Humans do n't. If paeony did state, you just have to proceed them under mastery. If the Headmistress does n't see them, then she wo n't think paeony. It 's the only chance.

I took a deep breather. I hope you 're right.

Her logic made horse sense, but the cold pit of awe which had settled into my belly did not care. I clutched my hired hand before me. My fingerbreadth worked together, stroking, playacting, trying to deflect me from my impending discipline.

The maid led me to a door."Here we are, Miss."She gave me a comforting grinning again that spoke, poor lamb. I hope the Headmistress is n't too heavily on her. Then she knocked smartly on the dark-stained doorway."Headmistress, I 've brought the girl."

"goodness, full, you may go about your obligation, Sallie,"a stern representative said."Miss Henrietta, enter."

I swallowed.

Sallie gave my shoulder a squeeze before she bustled off. I grasped the bronze doorway handle, twisted, and pushed my way into the office. The paries were covered in dark, Mrs. Henry Wood pane, hiding the stone paries, and there were several bookshelves. A vase of blossom set on a pedestal on one incline of the room. contrary, hanging on the bulwark, were several types of canes and boat paddle. I swallowed, wondering which would be used on me. Sitting behind a large, neat desk was Headmistress Edna Neville. A serious bun of black hair pulled taut the cutis of her frontal bone, making her seem even sterner. She wore a red apparel, buttoned to the neck and held closed by an ivory broach. She stood, her back straight, and stared at me with dark eyes.

I swallowed, bridge player clasped before me, my knees knocking.

"Nurse Leroy Robert Paige told me something interesting today,"the Headmistress said, her vocalisation melodious and commanding all at the Same time. She walked around her desk, a sway to her pelvic arch, her heeled boots thudding on the wooden trading floor."And it made me quite curious to reveal the truth."

peony did severalize. Ooh, and after I made her cum so hard. This is how she thanks me ?

"What is that, Headmistress ?"I asked, trying to hold open the fright from my voice.

Her grinning grew on her lips, a grave grin."Strip."

I swallowed."airstrip, Headmistress ?"

"Yes,"she purred."Do not tell me you are dolt, girl. It is a common Good Book in English. Do I have to delimitate it ?"I heard the threat in her timber. If you make me define it, girl, I will bend you over my desk and redden your ass.

"No, Headmistress, I know what it means, I was just ... shocked. This does n't seem appropriate."

"I determine what is and is not appropriate at my school, young lady Henrietta. So you will foray off every article of clothing and show me that pretty, nubile body of yours. nanny Satchel Paige has painted quite the descriptive story of the magical spell of your young flesh."

"She did ?"My cheeks warmed. She knows about my kitty-cat tentacles. She wants to see them.

Her eyebrows raised."You are not stripping. If I make it to my paries and you have n't begun undressing, I will lease down one of those instruments and hold it with much vigor on your backside."

I squeaked,"Yes, Headmistress,"and my workforce went to my blouse. I just had to keep in ascendancy of my passions. As long as they did n't go out of control, as long as my tentacles did n't sprout, nothing would go legal injury. I would be perfectly fine.

I just had to rest in control. I could detain in control.

My fingers worked the clit of my blouse as she walked to the paries covered in her tool of discipline. My fingers blurred as they worked down my front. I had my blouse undone and untucked from my skirt by the meter she reached the wall. I quickly folded it and set it on her desk.

She touched a paddle and turned as I unfastened the buttons cinching my annulus tight about my waist.

"Pity,"she sighed then watched me strip. Her eyes were lusty, a smile curling up the recess of her lips.

A frisson of fervour rippled through my soundbox. My teat hardened against my underbodice as I folded my skirt and set it atop my blouse resting on her desk. I took off my petticoat next, slipping them out from beneath my camisole and adding them to the pile of clothing. I leaned against her desk and pulled off my shoes. Then my stockings.

Her smiling grew and seemed to communicate without words : What lush branch. nurse Paige was proper about her. She is a gorgeous thing. Now let 's see all the magic spell. Take off the camisole, girl.

Her voice sounded so literal in my head. My imaginativeness so creative today. Her smoldering eyes made my consistency flush hotter, my cunny growing wet. This was grievous. I drew off my camisole over my consistence, revealing my blonde whorl and my small breasts.

The Headmistress purred in delight.

"Yes, yes, yes, nurse Satchel Paige was right. You are a lovely thing."She walked to me as I stood before her desk, the air cold, my cutis pebbling, and my nipples aching so hard. I rubbed my workforce up and down my arms, feeling the goose pimples as I shivered.

But the cold did n't rob me of my fire. Not with her eyes burning as they looked at me. She reached out and cupped my small chest. Her thumb swiped over my nipple. I could n't avail the moan that escaped my lips.

My tentacles squirmed in my pussy.

Her hand trailed down my stomach."Now nursemaid Satchel Paige treated two of your schoolfellow this morning time for hysterics : Tabitha Smythe and Peony Featherton."

I squirmed, her finger's breadth drawing crease of excitement across my stomach and then to my inguen."I heard her gens the breakthrough in the corridor this morning, Headmistress."

Her finger's breadth toyed with the curls of my pussy."When Nurse Satchel Paige gave the girls a physical two days ago, both had intact maidenhead. Normally, Nurse Satchel Paige enjoys breaking a immature girl 's maidenhead in her office, to pretend sure it is done as painlessly as possible."And pleasurably, I imagined the Headmistress adding. She has such a letch for a virgin 's cherry."So she was greatly disappointed to discover both lady friend had their cherry well-plucked before she got her greedy hands on them."

"I-I 'm sorry she was disappointed,"I said, the Headmistress 's fingers moving lower, sliding towards my hot, wet flesh.

She caressed my pussy lips. I groaned, biting my lip and fighting my tentacles. They wanted to come out. To enclose about the Headmistress, to roll in the hay her cunny and sodomist her sphincter. Then to fondle her large bosom straining her dress and make her squeal.

engagement it, Merita whispered. Think about disgusting men. Your world 's males are all hairy and filthy and lechers. Do n't think about her finger rubbing at your cunny lips.

Trying not to, I moaned back.

"Mmm, just delectable,"purred the headmistress. Her fingers rubbed at my build. I trembled, whimpering. Her other helping hand jibe around me, grasping my naked ass, squeezing heavily. She pressed against me. She was taller than me, her centre looking down, burning with such lust.

And then her finger's breadth pressed into my cunt. Two of them reaching in deep, nearing the tentacles squirming and aching to burst out of my cunny. I shivered, groaning, fighting the wicked sense impression bursting through me. Her fingers pumped in and out. They felt wonderful.

Her thumb swiped about my button. I gasped and shuddered. My eye rolled back in my headspring. I grit my dentition, my fingers grasping her dark-red attire at the hips, gathering the material as I struggled not to yield into the delight and let out my tentacles.

"You also have lost your maidenhead since this yesterday,"the Headmistress purred. She leaned in and licked my ear."Tabitha and Peony said you took theirs. But they were n't specific on how. Did you add a dildo with you to school ?"

I froze for a ace moment. She does n't eff about the tentacles, Merita.

goodness. But do n't relax, keep fighting, Merita said as my tentacles squirmed more.

I gasped, my pussy clenching down on the Headmistress 's fingers as they probed so deep into my juicy pussy, almost touching the tentacles. I fought again, groaning, squirming. I shivered as her tongue licked my ear again, her fingers digging into my ass.

"Y-yes, I brought a dildo ... with me. My-my friend gave it to me. S-said I would need it at boarding school."

"Even though you were a virgin ?"

"Uh-huh. And then ... after I learned ... from Nurse Paige ... Tabitha and I ... played with it ... and then with Peony ... and ... and ..."I was so stuffy to cumming. My tentacles were so eager to explode out of me. Her pollex rubbing on my clitoris was too much. My consistence shook and convulsed."I ... I ..."

"Am a dirty fornicatress,"hissed the Headmistress."Yes, yes, a foul slovenly woman who brought a dildo to my school and used it on my Virgo the Virgin. That 's Nurse Paige 's prerogative. You wo n't use it on any more daughter'hymen. You will let our schooling nursemaid execute her medical procedures, and use her dildo on the girls. right wing ?"

"Y-yes, Headmistress,"I moaned, trembling.

She ripped her finger's breadth out of my puss, leaving me gasping and trembling. I swayed as she stepped back and smiled at her glistening fingers. kitty-cat juices trickled down my thigh. My mamilla were so backbreaking. I had to cum. I needed to cum. Even if it meant my tentacles would be exposed.

"Please, Headmistress. I ..."

She smiled, bringing her fingers to her sassing and licking off my dessert musk."Please give you release ?"

"Yes. I ... I ... I need it. I 'm so hysterical right now."

"I can tell."She turned around."Unbutton me."

I flew to her, working the buttons down the dorsum of her attire. The dress was pixilated, possessing a built in whalebone stays, which pulled on the buttons, making it unmanageable to undo. But I persevered. The dress slipped off her berm, revealing her camisole. She wiggled out of her skirt, then I ripped down her petticoats as she pulled off her camisole. She turned, her breasts large, her nipples fat and hard. A thick, blackamoor bush covered her pussy, matted by her excitement. She wore only reheel boots that when up to her knees and stockings held up by supporter cinched closely about her upper thighs.

"I have just the think for you,"she purred,"but only if you get it nice and wet."

She walked to her desk, opened a draftsman, and pulled out a large, phallic-shaped physical object made out of polished ebony. She licked the wooden shaft—A dildo, gasped Merita—as she sat on her desk, spreading her stage wide.

"Use it on me. Get it soaked with my slit juices. Then I 'll use it on you."

"Yes, Headmistress,"I moaned. Could my tentacles sprouted if my cunny was plugged with the midst dildo ?

Maybe, Merita answered.

I took the wooden dildo. It was polished to such a fluid open so there was no possibility of splinters. I knelt before the headmistress. The unattackable scent of her tart puss filled my nose. I leaned in, licking hungrily at her pussy, her curly pubic hairs tickling my brass as my tongue slid through her flexure. She groaned, leaning back, shuddering as I caressed her clitoris.

She moaned, humping against my face, her men squeezing her breast as my lingua danced around her clitoris. I brought the dildo to the folds of her pussy, pressing against them. Her pussy lips were thick, protruding from her vulva. She was n't tight like Tabitha and me. I moved down, nuzzling and sucking on her cunt lips as I forced the dildo into her.

"Yes,"the Headmistress moaned, her legs quivering as I worked the dildo deep into her cunny."Oh, you sweet dear, yes. screwing my snatch. unfold it out. Yes, yes yes, then I 'm going to get laid you. Oh, yes, what a honeyed dear."

My clapper licked and sucked at her labia and clit as I pumped the dildo in and out of her cunny. I gripped the end, pushing in and out, her juices lubing the way. They clung to the ebony shaft of light. It was boneheaded, bountiful than one of my tentacles, and it was so sex to work it in and out of her pussy. She groaned, the desk creaking as she squirmed.

My mammilla and clitoris ached so badly. The tentacles writhed in my kitty, teasing me. Juices trickled down my thigh. I concentrated on licking her pussy, not thinking about my own pleasure as the Headmistress pinched her Brobdingnagian, fat nipples.

"Yes, yes, yes, you niggling hussy. Oh, you are so eager. Mmm, one day and we 've turned you into a pussy-hungry tribade. Oh, yes. Yes. This is why I took the job as Headmistress. To keep the tradition of the shoal alive. To conduct young womanhood like you into the delight society denies us. Oh, yes. Keep tonguing me as you fuck that huge dildo into me. Oh, you 're going to make love it when I fuck you with it."

I moaned in agitation."Yes, yes, I need my release, too."

"Give me mine, and then I will ream you to your orgasm, Miss Henrietta."

She fell back on her desk, humping against me. Her finger's breadth dug deep into her fleshy mounds. Her pink tit waved atop her visor. I wanted to crawl up her and sucking on one as I fucked the dildo in and out of her depths.

Why not ?

I stood up, still slamming the dildo in and out of her, and leaned over. I sucked on a hard pap with my sticky sass. She gasped and bucked as I engulfed the fat nub. It was twice the size of Tabitha 's nipple. I loved it in my mouth. I sucked so hard.

"You wonderful slut,"she moaned, thrashing."Oh, yes. Oh, Lord, that 's thoroughly. Oh, yes, yes, yes !"

She bucked and heaved as she orgasmed. She screamed unspoken pleasure, too much rapture flowing through her to speak. My imagination conjured Logos for her : Oh, yes, what a delicious jade. Oh, Lord, she 's good. I love it. Oh, she 's going to be a unfounded one. Oh, yes. So effective. missy Henrietta is amazing.

I smiled as I squirmed. My pussy tentacles ached to bristle out. I lifted my brim from her teat as she spasmed a net prison term. Then she grinned at me, her expression flushed. She leaned up, seized my rosehip, and kissed me hard.

My tentacles peeked out of my kitty as I shuddered in her embrace. Her glossa licked at my lips, tasting her whore succus staining me. Her breasts brushed my teat, our teat caressing. I groaned, straining to stay fresh my tentacles in line.

She broke the kiss, grinning. She pushed me back and hopped off her desk, tits jiggling."Now it 's time for me to screw you. twist that pretty ass over my desk so I can sodomize you."

"S-sodomize ?"I gasped as."You 're not fucking my cunny ?"

"With a bottom that cute, I ca n't resist."She smacked my tush before she pushed me to her desk."Bend over and so I can bugger you."

My asshole clenched. I had enjoyed buggering myself with a tentacle last Night. I leaned over, my thighs tight. My tentacle still peeked out. I groaned, forcing it back inside before she noticed anything. She was too officious attaching a leather harness about her waist she had pulled from her desk, the dildo thrusting from it.

I remembered what Prefect Geneva had said about the Headmistress strapping her dildo to her like a veridical cock and buggering her students. This should n't be a surprise.

But it was. A howling surprise.

The dildo dripped with her twat cream as she moved to me. I watched her, squirming against her desk. She grasped my butt-cheeks and parted them. She spat right on my sphincter. I gasped at the contact of her fluids.

"Oh, yes, you have such a cute behind. I ca n't resist. I love sodomizing girls with my big dildo."

She placed the tip at my asshole and then she thrust.

I gasped as my anatomical sphincter gave way to her dildo, lubed by her pussy pick. She slid deeper and deeper into my asshole. The burning joy guessing to my puss. The intense clash sent waving of heat rippling to my cunny.

And my tentacles.

I lost control.

They sprouted, rubbing against my thighs as the Headmistress 's dildo buried into the depths of my ass. She had buggered me with every in of the toy. I gasped, squirming, my gut clenching down on her dildo as my tentacles rubbed against my thighs. Every brush shot sent tingle through me.

"Oh, yes, you love it, slut,"groaned the Headmistress.

She drew back. My bowels clung to her dildo. The rubbing was intense. I groaned, my eye rolling back into my headspring. It was so thick. It stretched me out. My tentacles wrapped about my thigh, two on each, constricting and relaxing. I wanted to send them out and reach her.

But I held back.

She slammed back into me. Her jabbing strong. Her groin smacked into my butt-cheeks. I gasped, watching her over my berm. Her bosom jiggled with the shock of our flesh. Her script grasped my hip. She moaned, drawing back her hips and then fucking into me again.

Over and over. I grunted each prison term. The friction ignited blissfulness with every bulge. My bowel clung to her hawkshaw as she sodomized me over and over. My fingers gripped the edge of the desk as my tentacles rubbed up and down my thighs, shooting rapture to my pussy and mixing with the walking on air of her dildo reaming my asshole.

"Yes, yes, yes, Headmistress,"I gasped, my pigtails tossing back and forth."Bugger me. I love it. Oh, this is so hot."

"It is,"she moaned."Oh, yes, it is. Take my dildo. Oh, you little slut. Scream out how much you love it when I sodomize you."

"I love it so a lot. Harder ! Faster ! I need my sack. Please, please, generate it to me."

The desk rocked. She buggered me so hard. My eyes rolled back into my chief. The joy built in my core. My nipples rubbed on the cold control surface of her desk. My hip joint undulated as her cam stroke grew harder and faster.

The pleasure outburst in her creative thinker. I felt it. Her mentation screamed out how much she loved buggering me. The dildo 's base pressed on her clitoris. I was so caught up in the thrill of being fucked, it hardly registered that I was sensing her pleasure.

Her thoughts.

Like I had all day. I was n't imagining what the great unwashed were saying, but hearing their view.

"Yes, yes, yes, you little hussy,"she hissed in my mind. So lots fun to bugger a pretty, lilliputian thing. Look at those asscheeks writhe. And she 's tight. Oh, the air pressure on my button is acute. I 'm going to cum so hard from sodomizing her.

"Yes, yes, cum, Headmistress,"I begged, my hips bucking up, our flesh slapping hard together. My tentacles clenched about my legs, gripping them, savoring the feel of them. The joy rippled up them to my pussy."Cum with me. I ... I ..."

"Cum you filthy whore !"

Her Word triggered my paroxysms. My tentacles pulsed around my legs as pussy juices squirted out of my spasming cunny. My puss clenched and relaxed on the tentacles, savoring their girth while my bowels writhed about her thrusting dildo.

The intense pleasure flooded through my body. It crashed through my judgement. So a lot. My eyes rolled back into my head. I groaned and gasped. I shuddered, undulating my rose hip, drinking in more than and more of the bliss. I moaned out with every new wave of rapture flooding through me.

Such a soundly ass to sodomize. Oh, yes, I 'm going to cum so hard. She 's such a slut. Oh, yes. Look at her sphincter taking my dildo. It 's stretched so widely. So obscenely wide.

I felt her orgasm as she slammed into me. I screamed with her as a bit burst of delight snap through me. My tentacles clenched so hard on my legs it hurt. I moaned, fighting the urge to let them go wild as the pleasure boiled through me. The Headmistress buried her dildo into my profundity, her fingernails biting into my hip as her finger clenched.

"Oh, you wonderful slut,"she panted, her orgasm cresting in her."Oh, you were amazing. Mmm, yes. Just what I needed."

"Me, too,"I sighed as my tentacles retracted back inside of me.

She pulled out of me, my asshole gaping open, feeling so empty. Then she froze. I sensed disbelief from her. She had glimpsed my tentacles retracting into my cunny. She blinked. No, no, I could n't consume seen that. Impossible.

I sighed in rilievo. She dismissed it as a trick of motion.

"Miss Henrietta, you may dress and go."She paused."And call back, leave the deflowering to our medical examination staff."

"Yes ... Headmistress ..."I panted.

And now it is lunch time, Merita said. fourth dimension to find the CORE before any humans trip up on it.

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missy Marilynn Gully and Daisy the Maid finished consuming the core 's canister, leaving only the flashing light behind. The two rose. It had taken hour to go through it, the nanites patiently dissolving more and more of the metal to provide the imagination so they could connect to more entities and find the computer.

... connect ...

Both women, joined by the alloy tentacle buried in both their cunts, walked as one, face by side, across the grassy moorland. Their mentation were full of excitement. New tentacles grew in both their puss, aegir to connect to former women.

And there were many of them at the school.

... connect ...

"Yes,"Daisy and Marilynn said in unison."So many girls to colligate to."

They shuddered, aegir for the rapture to come.

To be continued ...