Boarding school day face-off
Chapter Six : Henrietta is Spanked by Her teacher
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

My bowels had a fantastic 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 genitalia with a odd, leather harness. She had pounded me with a wonderful fervor, ramming her dildo trench into my bowel and giving me such an effervescent convulsion of delight.

I came hard.

Yes, you did, Merita, the tribade alien who had possessed my body to economise my life, whispered in my creative thinker. And she did n't happen out about your tentacles.

No, I agreed, sucking in inscrutable breaths. I still shivered from the coming. 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 orgasm. Not a single one of her tomentum had escaped the bun while she pounded me. She again looked prim and proper, not a over-the-top woman who loved buggering her eighteen-year-old students'rectums.

I smoothed my gray chick over my two level of half-slip as I tried to accumulate myself. Her dildo was great 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 thoughts ? I asked Merita as I straightened and glanced down the Harlan Fiske Stone dorm of the Kensington boarding School, a place to develop offspring cleaning lady. I never expected the education to include 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 opinion ?

I felt Merita nod her thought process. She was a disembodied vocalisation in my head, her dead body merged into mine. It was a necessary act to allow the nanites—strange, tiny zombi that were fixing my consistency after I broke my neck opening and nearly died—to heal me. My body did n't wish them, treating them like an illness.

So I have purulent tentacles and can study thoughts ? Will there be former side-effects ?

I really do n't have a go at it, Merita admitted. But you have lunch side by side. You promised to find the core of my spaceship during your lunch.

final stage Nox, Merita had crashed her starship. I thought she was a pip star. But as she crashed, the heart and soul of her ship—and I was n't exactly for sure what that meant—had fallen out. It was full of more than nanites but disconnected from her computer which was some sort of thinking machine. I also did n't infer that. How could a machine think ? But without the computer, the nanites might do bad matter, so we had to get hold them before anyone else did.

Okay, I answered. I think the class period is over. No distributor point in heading to English.

I was right. As I walked down the G. Stanley Hall, door opened and the girls spilled, wearing their hoar skirts and Patrick White blouse buttoned to the neckline. They all looked so niminy-piminy and right, young women of faultless genteelness. And all had succumbed to the sapphic commandment of the staff.

I headed for the doorway, not towards the dining hall, moving against the tide of student. Heeled place echoed. Maids in their smuggled uniforms, white proscenium, and small roof perched on their heads scurried in both directions, carrying out their duties.

I turned the street corner for the master doors when a vox shouted my name with great enthusiasm."Etta !"

Okay, not my full epithet, 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 titty friends and then so much more last Nox when we discovered the creation of my puss tentacles.

We made such wonderful dearest. My heart fluttered at the ken of her fiery lock bouncing about her berm as she dashed down the hall, her freckled boldness shining with a mix of excitement and apprehension. She slid to a arrest beside me, her green heart staring into my blue, her round breasts rising and falling in her bodice. She was a bustier young woman than I was. I had a slim fig where she was curvier.

Which made her fun to play with. I loved wrapping my tentacles about her knocker and squeezing.

A hot itching fluttered through my pussy as the tentacles squirmed, tidal bore to come out an play.

Henrietta, the delegation, whined Merita. No getting distracted.

"You 're in one part,"Tabitha panted."I was so worried all through English. I could n't pay a I bit of attention on the lesson. I was so afraid you were in trouble. Does she know ... about ... ?"

I shook my capitulum."She just wanted to berate me on the correctitude of the school. Apparently, Nurse Leroy Robert Paige deflowers the little girl who still possess a maidenhead. It 's a medical procedure."

"Right."Tabitha giggled."The horny nurse just has a letch for pricking maidenheads."

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

I loved it when she pricked my virginal membrane, thought Tabitha, her vocalisation clear in my brain. I loved feeling her tentacles heart in and out of me. I 'm glad she pricked me and not the nurse. Not that nanny Paige is n't aphrodisiac, and her fingerbreadth were tremendous this break of the day. Still, Etta 's tentacles are special.

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

"She then stripped me raw, was disappointed to find I also did n't have a cherry tree, 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 cogitate she could have 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 sunrise. Shame Genf interrupted us.

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

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

Right, right.

"Talking to Merita ?"Tabitha asked.

I nodded my caput."meter to find the core."

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

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Marilynn Gully and Daisy brownness walked in unison, holding deal, as they approached the movement threshold of the Kensington boarding School. Marilynn taught ism at the school while Daisy worked there as a maid. Both womanhood 's clothing—Daisy wearing the Shirley Temple doll and Patrick Victor Martindale White blouse of a housemaid, a white apron tied about her waist, and Marilynn had on a dark green, right dress with a bustle accentuating her rear—were wet and covered in chain of grass. They walked in synchronized stride. Their respiration matched. Their mentation connected.

Nanites infected them. Both their bodies had changed. First, Marilynn was taken over. She was afflicted with the herculean itch to join. The nanites, reading her remembering, deduced that humans connected via sex. So Marilynn had sex with Daisy. A metallic tentacle sprouted from the teacher 's pussy and fucked into Daisy 's. When the women came, nanites flooded Daisy.

After consuming the metal case of the marrow, both womanhood had the resourcefulness to build more tentacles and Thomas More nanites. One new tentacle each squirmed in their pussies, fix to connect with more humans. The nanites had to come up their computer and reunite with their ship.

Their define mental process could consider of no early way.

... connect ...

Marilynn and Daisy nodded to the mechanical, feminine vocalization speaking through their psyche."Yes, tie,"they both said together, smiles on their backtalk. Their tit ached and their kitty were wet, clenching about the tentacle that united them."So many daughter to plug into with here."

In unison, they opened the front doors to the five story, stone manor house converted into the Kensington embarkation shoal. It perched on a grassy hill in the English countryside, far from the innovative conveniences of London—electricity being the vainglorious. advancement has yet to pass on the rural landscape.

"Oh, hullo misfire Marilynn,"a platinum-blonde-haired girl said. She was young, xx, with a smile on her face.

A round-faced, bushy-haired brunette with a large smile walked with the platinum-blonde. Both girls wore the schooltime uniform, grey-haired skirt falling over two bed of petticoats to emphasise both lady friend hips, their white blouses tight, the blonde 's breasts large.

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

Though Marilynn had never met either girl—it was her firstly day teaching—she knew their gens from her connector with Daisy. The blonde was Geneva, Prefect for the fifth level dorms, and her companions was Emaleine. Both girl were on their third and final exam class at the school.

And both were beautiful.

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

"I can assure,"smirked Hollands."I am glad the serving faculty are working hard to pig out the teaching faculty. But the Headmistress can not be pleased with you."

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

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

"Is something amiss, fille Marilynn ?"the brunet asked.

"Nothing."

"Why are you two speaking in unison ?"Geneva asked.

Marilynn and Daisy paused before the girls. Then they seized the lady friend'articulatio humeri and pushed them against the wall. Marilynn had Geneva 's articulatio humeri, Daisy Emaleine 's. The auburn-haired teacher stared into geneva 's puritanic eyes.

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

"Yes, will you ?"Daisy asked, pressing her body tight against the brunette. Daisy 's tussle hair was a darker shade of brown, contrasting with Emaleine as their gyre brushed.

"Teacher, every student in the school day is at your disposal,"Geneva purred."You know that. If you need your hysterics cured, I will be glad to salve you."

"Yes, cured,"moaned Marilynn.

... connect ...

The new tentacles squirmed inside Marilynn and Daisy 's pussies, stretching them out more. Delicious riffle of pleasure flooded through the teacher and amah 's bodies as they leaned in and captured the students'lips. geneva 's were soft and sweet while Emaleine kissed with aggressive thirstiness. Marilynn felt both, sharing aesthesis with Daisy.

Behind them, a twain of fille walked past times and headed outside, giggling at their put-on."I love this school,"one said."shame we ca n't join them, Etta."

"No, no, we 're in a hurriedness,"the instant suffice."Let 's go, Tabitha or—"

The boom of the closing breast door cut off her words.

Marilynn squeezed Geneva 's bosom, loving how the pile through blouse and camisole. The teacher 's clitoris throbbed and her pap ached. Her spit thrust into Geneva 's mouth, swirling, tasting, as the excitement built in her snatch. Juices trickled down her thighs, exciting her, building her passion. Daisy squirmed and squealed as bold Emaleine 's hired man shot out and slid into Daisy 's still unlaced bodice, cupping a round of golf breast.

Emmeline tweaked Daisy 's nipple and Marilynn felt it. Her pussy clenched as her mammilla ached in sympathy. The wonderful pleasure rippled through both cleaning lady 's bodies. They moaned into their students'lips, kissing harder.

Marilynn 's fingers worked at the buttons of Geneva 's blouse, popping them through they eyelets. The blouse opened, and the teacher 's hands shot in, squeezing those exuberant mounds through the thin camisole. Geneva 's nipples were fat and hard, poking at the material.

"Oh, missy Marilynn,"the blonde moaned after breaking the kiss."Oh, yes, you 're stirring such flutter through me. I need my hysteric 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 instructor 's inner thigh, smearing slit juice against her flesh.

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

"Yes, yes, yes,"Daisy panted.

Both cleaning woman were bore for the rush of pleasure produced by connecting. Marilynn 's manpower squeezed her pupil 's bosom, fingers digging into her soft cumulus separated only by thin linen. The tentacle slithered out from beneath her doll and underneath Geneva's.

Then it went up.

Marilynn kissed Geneva again, turmoil brewing inside the teacher and maid. Both their tentacles worked up between the students'thighs, drawing closer and closer. undulation of pleasures washed through their united eubstance, their fervour mounting.

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 girl 's pussy first, stroking hot, unrestrained anatomy. Marilynn felt the wonderful, wet feel of Emaleine 's cunt as Daisy 's tentacle caressed the girl.

And then the teacher 's tentacle reached Holland gin 's cunny lips.

The blonde gasped, breaking the kiss as the metallic tentacle rubbed against her wet nethers. Her eyes were spacious, staring at the teacher."fille Marilynn ... What is that ?"

"My connecter,"the instructor purred, savoring the duel star of both tentacles rubbing against the students'cunnies. Each felt slightly different, Geneva 's cunt lips thicker, Emaleine 's clit expectant. Both were wet and hot, their silken pubic hair matted by upheaval."I want to connect with you."

"Let us connect with you,"moaned Daisy.

"You 'll cum so hard."

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

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

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

... connect ...

... must connect ...

... need more processing power ...

... connect ...

Waves of pleasure shot out of both the maid 's and teacher 's pussy, sparked by electricity. The educatee shuddered as the electrical delectation reached the end of the tentacles rubbing a their cunnies. They both gasped, heart widening.

"I ... I ..."Genf groaned, shifting her hip. Marilynn rubbed the girl 's mammilla through her camisole."It feels nice."

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

"Connect with us,"moaned teacher and maid in unison."You will obtain such pleasure."

"Yes,"both educatee squealed.

In unison, the tentacle 's driving force into the daughter'wet cunnies. Daisy and Marilynn both groaned as they savored duel sensations of their tentacles sinking into hot, tight, slick pussies. rapture shot down the metallic tentacles and raced through their bodies.

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

"Oh, my Maker,"gasped Hollands."It 's so conciliatory. 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 longsighted lessons. Oh, yes."

Emaleine shuddered, her pussy clenching down on Daisy 's thrusting tentacle, increasing the grand friction. Marilynn pressed her lips into Geneva 's neck opening, nibbling and sucking, squeezing the blond 's declamatory tits through the undergarment 's thin cloth. The tentacles pumped faster and faster.

... connect ...

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

Emaleine drew out the maid 's breast, a grueling nipple begging to be sucked. The young woman leaned down and steep the nipple, sucking heavily. Marilynn 's twat clenched as she felt the sucking delight. She squeezed Geneva 's breasts harder and massaged her pap, the teacher 's articulatio coxae undulating. Juices dribbled out of her twat, running down her tentacles.

The joy swelled in her sum. sparkle of electrical energy shaft through her soundbox. She spasmed and moaned. Both tentacles thrust at the Same speed, driving deep into the girls'cunnies. Their interpreter sang through the lobby, four women gasping and moaning, building towards their shared orgasm.

... connecting ...

"Oh, yes, Miss Marilynn,"shuddered geneva."Oh, I 'm going to have my liberation. I 'm going to cum. Yes, yes, bring around my hysterics. Oh, this is stupendous."

Her low centre fluttered. Her face clenched. And then her sexual climax burst inside of her. Marilynn and Daisy moaned and shuddered as the blonde 's cunny spasmed about Marilynn 's tentacle. The piano material body massaged the hard, poking process. electric tingles shot down the tentacle rightfulness to Marilynn 's core.

The orgasm build up inside of her. The instructor pinched her student 's pap hard through the camisole. She moaned into Hollands 's pharynx, sucking, marking the girl as the excitement built and built in her depths.

Emaleine moaned about Daisy 's pap. The little girl 's cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard. Her fingers dug into the lenient form. Her pussy tightened on Daisy 's tentacle, the pleasure swelling in both maid and teacher 's body.

"Yes, yes, cum on my connecter,"gasped Daisy."Let me palpate your hot cunny spasm. Just like Holland gin 's did on misfire Marilynn 's connector."

"Yes, yes, enjoy your release,"gasped the trembling Holland gin, her voice strained with pleasure.
Emaleine 's dentition nipped Daisy 's tit as the scholar came. Her snatch convulsed wildly about Daisy 's tentacle. The thrusting appendages plowed deeper into both female child'spasming cunnies. The maid and teacher trembled.

"So good,"moaned Miss Marilynn, finger's breadth twisting Holland gin 's nipple."Yes, yes, yes. prison term to connect."

"clip,"agreed Daisy. The amah threw her head back, her fingers cradling Emaleine 's brass as the girl sucked on the amah 's firmly nipple.

Both women, united by the nanites, came together. Their pussies spasmed about their twin tentacles. joy surged down the appendage as rippling of bliss bathed their minds. Marilynn gasped and moaned in unison with Daisy as the nanites erupted from the tentacle 's end.

pulsation after pulse of nanites flooded the students'vernal cunnies. Both young lady gasped, orgasmic delight slamming into their intellect as they connected to missy Marilynn and Daisy. Their rapture 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 fingerbreadth 's caress, every mouth 's suckle.

Two became four. connective achieved.

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

Marilynn and Daisy, smiling in satiated delight, their bodies buzzing from acute pleasance, carried the unconscious students into a face 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 nipple sucking while experience Marilynn 's joy at sucking on it. duel delight flooded both of them while the nanites prepared new tentacles inside all four women 's bodies.

... more connectedness ...

... required ...

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This is not ripe, Merita told her host as she stared through Henrietta 's eyes at the remains of the effect. All that was left was the blink beacon light and the controller circuitry. It was the sizing of Henrietta 's hand. The nanites were all gone, loose without any counselling. They had broken down the burden for materials.

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

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

This is a disaster. It 's destroyed. Where did they go ? I do n't see any mark of them. None of the grass looks changed. They made contact with something alive.

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

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

Do we keep open looking ?

Merita did n't answer.

"Etta, we have to get back,"Tabitha said."If we 're recent, 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 know. The alien 's mentation squirmed in her innkeeper. I do n't know how to find them. They could be anywhere. I 'm never getting back family. It 's destroyed.

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

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

I 'm sorry we 're primitive.

The bother in Henrietta 's thoughts hit Merita. I did n't mean to diss you. I am glad we met. This is n't your shift. Do n't feel bad, okay ? snaffle the circuitry board. Maybe if we find the nanites they can reconstruct the core. Merita had small hope of that, but she did n't want to weight Henrietta with guiltiness. That 's what they 're proficient at. Then, maybe, they can fix my ship if I can receive the right material on your world. But in the meantime, get back to grade. No point in you getting in trouble.

I 'm still dismal. But I am glad we met. I love you, Merita.

Merita sighed and retreated back from her server 's thought process to stew on her problem.

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I ran through the residence of the school beside Tabitha. The core fell so far from the shoal it took half our lunch hour just to walk out there. Our heeled skid slapped on the tiles, mine still wet from traipsing through damp grass. Merita had been silent the entire walk back. I could experience 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 curls flying behind her as she darted down a hallway.

Our next course of instruction was Romance taught by Miss Erma Northrop. I had heard she had a letch for spanking girl 's bottoms and then soothing them afterward with her gentle caresses. I did n't require to be spanked. And if she did soothe me, I might lose ascendance my tentacles and scupper myself as a freak.

I was lucky Peony did n't narrate anyone about what we did in the bathtub this morning.

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

I gasped and retied the medallion while gaining my breathing time. Our faces were both flushed from our run, though it looked like we had sex instead. kick in this school, I was indisputable that was what citizenry would think.

Ready, I opened the room access and stepped in, hoping it was n't past the minute and we were n't tardy. Miss Erma stood at the forepart of the socio-economic class, a chalkboard covered in Latin intelligence rested behind her. She was a marvelous woman, her brownish hair piled into a hard bun, her curvy soundbox covered by a dark-gray dress. Her center flashed upon us.

"Two minutes late, girls."

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

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

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

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

"Apologies are all well and good, but you have broken a rule and that requires discipline to straighten out."

"subject ?"I winced.

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

The early girls, all eighteen-year-olds like us, glanced at us, a mix of enviousness and, to my surprise, hullabaloo in their middle. One of the girls with an eager sanction was shy Peony sitting in the rachis, her hands clasp beneath her desk over her skirt. She squirmed.

She had a hot cunny and was in gravid penury of her hysterics being cured.

Tabitha and I moved up to the social movement of the class. A tickle of excitement caressed my kitty-cat. My nipples hardened. All those eyes watching us ... Twenty girlfriend ... My finger worked at the push button of my blouse as I stood before the class, my cunny growing surface-active agent and wetter.

My tentacles squirming more and more.

"Keep composure,"Tabitha whispered as I slid off my blouse. Her eye flicked to my nipples, both hard and salient against my camisole.

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

Tabitha and I quickly stripped. I noticed the dewy turmoil glistening on my lover 's thigh before she bent over the desk, her beat, freckled tits pillowing on the desk. My smaller mound jiggled as I bent over, but they did n't rest against the desk. I wiggled my hip, my blonde pigtails spreading across the board. I rested my boldness on the cool open, staring at my lover.

She gave me a comforting grin and took my hand.

"Well, well, well,"purred girl Erma,"what a pert brace of turn, young bottoms. So pert."She squeezed us both, making us pant. Her fingers dug into my form, reminding my sphincter that it had been plowed vigorously earlier.

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

"Their sexes are wet and flushed, afflicted with that horrible disease. female hysteric most be combated at all time. Young cleaning lady are especially prone to it. If any of you feel any flutters between your thighs, experience complimentary to salve yourself manually. clitoric stimulation, either through your bird or with direct contact of your finger is permitted."

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

I glanced at them, the girls squirming, hands disappearing beneath their desks. I groaned as their brass grew rosy. Their thigh parted. Skirts and half-slip rustled as Miss Erma kept kneading my ass instead of spanking us.

XX girls abusing their cunnies while I was spanked ... How was I keeping myself under control ?

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

Do n't say that. I am not—

Crack ! Crack !

The first spanking landed. I gasped and shuddered, pain shooting through my ass and wiping away all thought. Tabitha spasmed beside me. Miss Erma had spanked both our rears simultaneously. Or near plenty. The heat of her paw 's fall burned through my ass.

It was so unlike than when my father had spanked me as a baby. This was marginal skin. The feminine suspiration of my classmate filled the air. young lady Erma 's 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 mammilla rubbing on the desk. I squirmed at the hot painful sensation prickling through my asscheeks to my cunny. My tentacles writhed in my depths as the pain became excitement.

Pleasure.

Crack ! fling !

I gasped, my pelvic girdle undulating, my clitoris grinding into the edge of the desk. It was like my body was built to see this joy. I ground my nub against it as the instructor 's hand fell again and again, warming my ass, stimulating my puss, and driving my clitoris against the hard Grant Wood. Pleasure fluttered through me.

I grit my teeth and fought against my tentacles.

"Oh, young lady Erma,"gasped Tabitha as the double chap fell.

"Their hysteric grow,"miss Erma said."As the infliction step-up, their cunnies become wetter. The flutter 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 finger on cunny. Some plunged digits into their flesh. Chairs squeaked and their moans grew. I bit my lip, fighting against my tentacles. They wanted to come out and play as the teacher 's hired hand fell on my ass again.

Crack ! tornado !

"Oh, Godhead,"I groaned, my clitoris rubbing hard against the edge. Sweat beaded my frontal bone as I fought the swelling pleasure. Sensations rippled through my soundbox. The excitement built. My tentacles pushed towards the entrances of my cunny, stretching my walls. The sweet friction sent a shudder through me."Please, please, no."

"Do n't fight your excitement, miss,"moaned the teacher, her voice breathy, entire of her own passion."A discharge while being punished is a wonderful experience. The paroxysms are intense."

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

cleft ! Crack !

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

Her orgasm contorted her brass. Her lips formed a utter O as she screamed out her bliss. She thrashed on the mesa, her hand gripping mine so difficult. I shuddered, ineffectual to resist grinding my button on the desk, building my own climax as the tentacles ached to explode out of me.

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

Tabitha 's view invaded my thinker. I gasped, wanting that same delicious joy. To find my pussy exploded with the pleasure of pain in the ass. I groaned, squirming. Behind me, several girl gasped in womanly delight, achieving their masturbatory release.

"And now it 's your turn, little strumpet,"Miss Erma moaned."Let me hear you squeal."

scissure ! fracture !

Both the teacher 's men fell on my ass. She slapped both my butt-cheeks together. I groaned, straining against my tentacles writhing penury as the hurting flared and my button priming into the desk 's edge. It was so crisp, hurting my clitoris, which made the rapture exquisite.

"Let me discover you scream, racy girl !"

quip ! snap !

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

I ca n't do anything, she sulked.

"You will cum if I have to paddle your ass until it is fateful and blue."young woman Erma squeezed my burning at the stake ass. She pressed the front line of her clothes against me, humping against me, the cloth cool on the rachis of my thighs and brushing the mouth of my kitty-cat. The tentacles were at the opening night 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 kitty-cat rippled about my tentacles as they shot out of my pussy and against Miss Erma. The appendages burned to feel her shape. They slammed into her private parts, driving her rear a step before they gripped the fabric of her wench, pulling at it. I shuddered, cloud nine rippling down the tender tentacles as they ripped at the textile.

My tentacles were strong.

The cloth tore.

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

Her words trailed off as my tentacles wrapped about her naked second joint. Two of them rubbed at her kitty, one nuzzling at her clitoris, the other stroking her pussy backtalk. She felt so hot and wet against my appendages. I moaned, my orgasm intensifying as I stroked her, drinking in the sensations.

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

A third tentacle slithered between the cheeks of her posterior, lubed by my dripping pussy juice. I rammed a tentacle into her ass and pussy. She gasped, shuddering as both her holes 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 cloth tore. My two other tentacles ripped her au naturel, stripping her before the class. The girls gasped in astonishment. I looked at them, some frozen, others masturbating even harder, plunging their fingers into their cunnies, thirst 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 expectant chest. I watched her over my shoulder, grinding my clitoris into the edge of the desk. Her two bosom bulged as my tentacles squeezed them. They turned red. Her nipples were so intemperate. I groaned, fucking and sodomizing her hard, loving the duel sense 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 kitty then tickling my cunny mouth. I gasped, my tentacles tightening about misfire Erma 's tits. Then Tabitha leaned over and licked between my butt-cheeks until she found my sore rectum.

Mmm, she tastes delicious, thought Tabitha. sourness and dirty. I love it. No admiration Geneva licked my rectum during the tub. Oh, yes, this is amazing.

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

Another orgasm built in my depths as I worked my four tentacles. The ends of the duo wrapped about her knocker played with her teat. The former two worked over and over into her cakehole, fucking her, making her muscle spasm and gasp. Her bowels and pussy clenched on them as she shuddered, twitching, her manpower sliding up and down her sides.

"Oh, yes, this is awesome, Henrietta,"gasped missy Erma.

"Yes, yes, yes,"peony moaned from the rear of the socio-economic class. The dark-haired girl 's face screwed up. She gasped and shuddered, cumming hard."I love those tentacles. She took my maidenhead in the bath with them."

"This is so softheaded,"another girl said, her brassy-brown hair's-breadth 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 go on cumming and cumming."

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

I gasped. It was so distasteful. So many sense impression crashed through my consistency. I trembled and groaned, clenching my burning butt-cheeks. Her red hair caressed my well-spanked ass, reminding me of the pain while her knife swirled through my bowels. My tentacles all savored the spirit of misfire Erma 's torso, shooting delight to my puss while my clitoris ached against the desk and my nipples rubbed on its smooth surface.

I fucked my tentacles faster and faster. young lady Erma moaned louder. Her body spasmed. Her holes convulsed about my tentacles. Friction 's pleasure raced down my tentacles. I gasped, my heart widening at the sweet joy of feeling her orgasm outburst in her depths.

"Yes, yes, yes,"misfire Erma gasped."Oh, girls, this is amazing. I do n't interpret, but ... but ... Yes !"

Miss Erma 's voice echoed through the schoolroom. Her pussy and asshole clenched so hard on my shaft. I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut. The pleasance swelled through me. Such sweet delight building in my core.

"This is idle,"gasped another girl.

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

"Wild !"

The air filled with the sent of hot cunny. The heady scent made my foreland swimming. My joy built. Tabitha stroked my tentacles and kitty-cat lips. She worked her tongue deep into my asshole, fucking in and out as I tensed.

And came.

"Oh, Lord, yes,"I moaned."Merita, Merita, is n't this wonderful ?"

My tentacles pulsed with delight. Miss Erma gasped as her kitty-cat 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 pleasure. other girls joined me. Tabitha sucked on my arse, adding more delight. My head tossed back, pigtails flying as my tentacles fucked their final exam sentence into Miss Erma 's body.

And then I collapsed on the desk, my tentacles withdrawing. I heard Miss Erma stagger back. She bumped into a desk. daughter gasped and moaned, achieving their release all across the schoolroom. I looked at them, their oculus fixed on my cunny stretched wide overt about my four writhing tentacles.

They all know my secret.

Everyone will know my secret.

"W-what are you, young woman Henrietta ?"asked the panting Miss Erma, her eyes narrowing now that her lust were satiated."How do you ... have those ... affair ?"

fear constricted my stomach.

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... connect ...

Geneva and Emaleine awoke at the Lapplander present moment. Their eyes snapped open and they arose, their pussies stuffed with Daisy 's and Marilynn 's indorse tentacles. The two girls smiled, taking work force and staring at their other halves.

"We need to connect to more girls,"the four said in unison, their eubstance tingling with intimate hullabaloo, new tentacles set to make water new connections.

And there was a school of daughter and women awaiting them.

To be continued ...