Boarding shoal encounter
Chapter five-spot : Henrietta Buggered by the Headmistress
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

"What were you and paeony doing in the bathroom ?"Tabitha asked as she dropped her nightgown from last night into the laundry basket in our shared room. Mine followed.

We stood naked in our small elbow room, my understructure dancing on the insensate floorboard and my tooth chattering. It was so warm in the bath and so low temperature in here. It turned out that the missy of our dorm had our own Roman trend bathroom, a large pond of piped up spring water. While our school lacked electricity, it had plumbing. The water was so slow down, especially with nervous, lilliputian, and virginal Peony pressed against me.

"Kissing,"I answered, my cheeks going red as I remembered how rattling paeony felt, our wet bodies pressed together as she leaned against the bound of the Bath, our pelvis humping, our clitorides rubbing together.

One of my pussy tentacles fucking Peony 's cunny.

That was pleasant-tasting, Merita, the Lesbian alien who had merged with my eubstance, whispered in my brain. It was because of her that I had the four tentacles that sprouted out of my sex. They were foresighted and flexible, and as sensitive as my nipples. It was such a delectation to ream them in and out of a missy 's cunny or to sodomized her bowels. I had plucked my roommate and fan Tabitha 's maidenhead then peony 's in the bath only minutes ago.

"It looked like you were doing more than kissing her,"Tabitha said, a wicked spark in her eye."She was gasping so hard. She had quite the passing, a potent curative for her hysterics."

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

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

I blinked. It was the starting time time 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 clean underbodice from my chest of pants, bore to dress.

"If someone finds out about your tentacles and lusus naturae out ..."Tabitha bit her lip."They might complain you out of the schooling or something. I mean ..."Tabitha 's optic flicked down to my blonde Curl adorning my bare bulwark."I understand. And I guess peony must too, but ... what about the other fille ? And the teachers ?"

"I know."I sighed, pulling the underbodice over my head and letting it fall across my low breasts and down to my hips. I pulled it down so it covered my mid thigh."But it was so sexy. Everyone was making love around us. And geneva tongued your sphincter while rubbing your cunny, and your dumbbell were shaking, and Peony was so delicious and faint-hearted and afraid and vulnerable and enticing. I could n't resist. I lost control."

My stomach fell."What am I going to do tomorrow ? And the next day ? We 'll have the communal bath every first light. And every morning I 'll be surrounded by sex. Wonderful, yummy, verboten passion. lesbian love. It 's sinful and I love it. And you know what happens when my cunny gets excited."

"Your snatch tentacles come out to play,"Tabitha sighed.

Which is why we need to recover the core of my ship, Merita said. As soon as possible. Before another human confrontation it.

How will that help my tentacle problem ? You have to possess me until the nanites cure me. When I found Merita 's crashed spaceship last nighttime, an egg-shaped object in a volcanic crater which I mistook for a falling star, I tripped and broke my cervix. I would have died if she did n't save me. But the nanites—which I did n't understand what those were, but apparently they were small golem inside my body repairing my injury, like little wind-up plaything or something—were rejected by my body. Merita had to have me to let them work. How long will that convey ?

It 's going dense than I hoped. It 'll be days. Week or more.

"masses are going to find out,"I groaned, sinking onto my bed while I watched Tabitha clout on her stockings up her smooth, pale thigh, her red hair swishing about her shoulder and her white meat jiggling beneath her camisole. Her tit were hard, the fabric thin enough to crap them dark shadows that I wanted to give suck on.

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

This was no expert. Everything was turning me on. I grew hysterical 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 cunt, and I wanted more.

Needed more. It was so hot.

Sex is wonderful, Merita agreed. On my home planet, I would give love to five or more female person all day, just exploring each others holes with our tentacles, loving each other, and cumming over and over. It was a terrific way to elapse the day.

Images of the alien, sapphic debauch slam through my head. Merita in the middle, her hairless, purple eubstance writhing, the four tentacles, which sprouted from her hip and not her slit, undulating as she caressed her lover. Their skins were all various hues of lilac and purple. Some had with child knocker, other smaller, their nipples hard. They licked and sucked and fingered and tentacled each other, gasping and moaning. I could experience them.

My tentacles burst from my cunt, shooting out from beneath my camisole, waving purpleness against my skin."Merita,"I groaned."Do n't think of that stuff. I 'm trying to control my tentacles, not let them out."

Sorry, sorry.

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

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

Tabitha blinked and cocked her head, staring at me.

"What ?"I frowned.

"Nothing, nothing. I 'm imagine I 'm that transparent. I just hump 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 hysterics are back. I 'm all fluttery and jittery. And now we have to get to class."

"Sorry,"I said.

I 'm gloomy, too. I did n't mean to stir you, Henrietta, or odorous Tabitha.

"Merita 's sorry, too."

Tabitha shook her head and then sat up."It must be unwarranted to have an alien livelihood in your mind."

"She does register me naughty things sometimes,"I admitted and grabbed my stockings. I pulled them on quickly."We better hurriedness. We 're dawdling. We do n't want to get a demerit."

And when are we going out to attend for the meat ?

dejeuner, I sighed. I can pass over it. But not breakfast. I am starving. My stomach proved me dependable by growling. Okay. It 'll be just a few minute. Then we 'll come up it. I have the scanner in my doll. 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 pants of any kind, which I found strange. I felt so defenseless beneath my petticoats. But now I understood what sort of shoal this was. I had a tactual sensation that all sort of debauched, lesbian conduct occurred during shoal 60 minutes under the pretext of curing"female hysterics."I had always been taught that women did not feel the low, debased 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 medical problem. But I did n't mind. The musical theme of a man touching me was far less appealing than a woman. I liked women.

I feared I was turning lesbian. No. I was a Lesbian. And there was zip wrong with that. No topic what the preacher or the authorities said.

That 's right, Merita agreed. You 're puritanic religious belief and mores are so primitive. Sexuality is never wrong. It should always be explored.

I nodded my oral sex and grabbed my ankle-length, gray-haired skirt, pulling it on over my petticoats. The two layer gave me more hips than I had in real life sentence. I pulled on my white blouse next, buttoning it up to my neck like a proper woman and tucking it into my skirt. Then I combed my hairsbreadth while Tabitha tamed her waste, perfervid head of hair. I pulled my light-haired Curl into pigtails—my preferred style—tying them with pink ribbons. Tabitha did n't tie back her hair but let it pass in natural waves around her freckled typeface. We laced up our reheel shoes and were ready for class.

The other girls of our floor bustled out of their rooms, wearing very uniforms, their hairsbreadth styled in different manner. Some were braided, like Prefect Genf 's ash-blonde plait, others loose, like Peony 's blackamoor hair. The shy girl glanced at me, her hands clutched before her, then she darted down the hallway.

"Well, she looks like a jump doe,"Tabitha muttered, giving me a interest look.

I swallowed and nodded my straits. What if she talked ? That would n't be good. I bit my lip as Tabitha and I held men. We walked with the early fille, a general buzz from talking filling the corridor. Our dormitory lay on the fifth and highest level. As we descended the stairs, missy from the fourth and third level joined us, all with big smiles and fortunate cheeks.

I bet they had their own Roman style baths.

I took a thick breath, scared to face up my start day of classes at the Kensington Boarding school day. The stone wall of the mansion reverberated with talking as we swept down the stairs to the kickoff story. We followed the tide of miss through the halls towards the dining elbow room for breakfast. A few of the school 's maids scurried past times us in their black-and-white uniforms.

I wondered if they wore knickers beneath their bird ?

My pussycat itched and my tentacles squirmed. My nipples hardened in my blouse as a youthful maiden, two years my senior, walked past, her impertinence orchard apple tree red and her blouse straining to hold in her large breasts.

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

Uh-huh, purred Merita. She conjured New York minute of the maid, nude and lying on a bed, her heavy bosom forming soft pitcher's mound that beckoned.

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

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

Well, it 's not weird on your planet to give birth tentacles, but it is on mine.

I took long, slow breaths, clenching Tabitha 's handwriting. My Friend gave me a support smile, her mouth so riotous and sweet and I knew just how kissable they were and how terrific her hands were and how get it was to ...

Nope. Stop that.

Ahead of us was Nurse Satchel Paige 's infirmary on Tabitha 's position of the hallway. The door opened and the nurse stepped out, a big grin on her lips, her impertinence rosy. Though she was only in her mid-twenties, she had a motherly air about her, accented by her curvy physical structure. Her smile swept over the lady friend walking by, many greeting her with polite,"ripe sunrise, nanny Paige."

"aurora, fille,"the blond nursemaid would reply.

And then she snagged Peony out of the crew. The brown-haired female child gasped as Nurse Paige, with dexterity that had to come with practice session, hiked up both Peony 's skirt and two layers of petticoats, plunging her helping hand between the girl 's thighs and rubbing at her cunny.

"Yes, yes, you need to consume your hysterics cured, my dearly,"nurse Leroy Robert Paige beamed, and then she frowned."Although, what happened to your maidenhead, tyke ?"

Peony 's face went red as she squirmed on the nurse 's pumping fingerbreadth. Giggles erupted from the surrounding girl. I groaned as waves of heat washed through me. Yesterday, I had my first sexual climax at the hands of Nurse Leroy Robert Paige during my forcible. She licked my cunny and button until I had my paroxysms of bliss.

She was a lesbian who enjoyed molesting the student under the pretense of a medical treatment.

As Tabitha and I passed, the nurse 's arm hooked out and seized Tabitha, pulling my friend close."And you have the impassioned blood of the Celt in you. I know that means you need to have your hysteric cured."

Our digit parted. I turned to my acquaintance, trying to snatch her hand, but the lunar time period of girls carried me away.

"No, no, I 'm fine,"Tabitha protested as nursemaid Leroy Robert Paige deftly lifted her skirt and petticoats with one hand and plunged between my buff 's second joint."Oh, oh, nurse Paige."

"Hmm, another miss that 's lost her maidenhead."The nanny tutted her tongue.

"Sorry, Etta,"Tabitha moaned."I-I 'll take hold of up."

I swallowed and nodded, forced along with the other girls to breakfast while my lover was fingered by the nurse. Her groan and paeony 's echoed over the bombilation of conversation. My poor cunny was on fire. Tentacles squirmed in my deepness, tidal bore to bristle out and play. It was n't fair.

I was so horny. Why did nurse Leroy Robert Paige prefer Tabitha ? I could give birth had so very much fun with them. Nurse Leroy Robert Paige could feature plunged her fingers into my cunny, and her ovolo could sustain rubbed my button. I would gasp and moan and induce my orgasm. Then I would n't be so wet and horny and squirmy. And—

Tentacles flowed out of my cunt. They wrapped about my thighs, smearing snatch juices onto my material body and stockings. I groaned, my tentacles so sensitive. I closed my eyes for a moment, fighting to get them to shrink back and grateful for my skirt and level of petticoats so no one could see them.

My supercilium furrowed and the tentacles, reluctantly, slithered back inside of me. I gasped as they moved against the rampart of my pussycat, the friction delicious. And then my cunny relaxed, no longer stretched wide spread out by them.

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

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

It 's not your fault. I would be short 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 manor hall, I imagined I could hear Tabitha moaning her pleasure. Yes, yes, yes, nanny Paige. Cure my hysterics. Your fingers are so deeply into my cunny. Oh, yes. Oh, wow.

Her words sounded so clear in my imagination. I sighed, biting my lip. I had to contain dwelling on sex. It was breakfast. I looked around for a blank space to sit, all the tables ladled with platters of blimp and 1st Baron Verulam and toast and jams.

"You can sit with us,"Jeane called. She was the marvelous daughter on my floor. She patted an vacate tooshie at the mesa beside her. There was a endorsement place open that Tabitha could take.

"Thanks,"I said, taking a seat. I squirmed to get well-to-do, my button aching between my thighs.

"Lucky peony and Tabitha getting fingered by nanny Paige,"sighed Darcy who sat across from me, a pink bow surmounting the top of her brownness hair, holding it back off her shoulder joint. She was an older girl than me, nineteen."Last twelvemonth, she only fingered me twice on the way to breakfast."

"But she was always fingering ox-eyed daisy,"mare said, another older young woman. She had such beautiful dimples as she smiled, which set off her sandy-blonde roll.

"Who ?"I asked.

"Oh, she graduated last year. I hear she married a banker and hired a delightful maidservant who knows how to use her tongue."Maria giggled."I know all my amah will deliver to be so skilled when I set up my house."

"It is a shame we have to marry men,"I sighed.

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

Your mass are so primitive. Women should be free to earn their own money and marry each other if they want.

I agree, Merita. I would end up marrying a fertile boor, too, probably one of my father 's business associates. Then I would have a squeamish domicile, raise his minor, and hoped I lived close enough to Tabitha so we could have"tea"everyday.

We joked about the time value of a maid who knew how to use her tongue and a Cook who knew how to use a carrot, which I thought was wicked. Tabitha appeared after ten or so minutes, her cheek flushed, and a huge smile on her face. She plopped down in the abandon chairman and gave me a quick kiss on the impertinence 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 prison term for class. I would have Math with young woman Maurine short, Natural Science with Madalyn Virgo, side with Miss siren Averill, then lunch—Please bump the core, Henrietta—followed by Latin with Miss Erma Northrop, and last philosophy with young lady Marilynn Gully. Tabitha shared my schedule, which I found to be a relief, but other young lady had unlike I and the older girls had a few different courses.

"Do you have any idea where these rooms are ?"I asked Tabitha as we left the dining hall, the housemaid coming in to exonerate up the mess from breakfast.

"Vaguely,"Tabitha said."I did make it the day before you, and I took the time to explore. All the classrooms are on the low gear and indorse floors. And I recall that young woman Maurine 's classroom is on the offset base and ... well, there she is."

Tabitha pointed to the woman with her dim hairsbreadth twisted into ringlet heading down the residence hall. We hurried after. We could n't get lost if we followed our instructor to socio-economic class. Which made us the first too go far. We took seats up front, our dorsum straights. Text script lay on each of the tables, the covering battered and worn by long time of eager students.

I swallowed. Arithmetic had never been my unassailable suite. But the Kensington embarkment schooling believed in educating young cleaning lady as strenuously as untried men. Many of its grad would apply for schooling at Oxford or Cambridge while others used the prestige and culture to help land a substantially marriage 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 subject was so oil production sex was driven from my thoughts. Merita was no service, despite how throw out her people were. Her multitude expend base eight math. I had fuss understanding just what that meant, but Merita had no agreement of our base ten math. I did n't even sleep with our maths was root ten.

When the social class ended, I had a headache.

Tabitha 's viridity eyes were equally glazed. I took her hand and the pair of us navigated the school to the natural science classroom. It took us a few faithlessly starts to feel Miss Madalyn 's classroom. It turned out to be on the first level, not the second, and we were almost late.

"There you are, little girl,"beamed Miss Madalyn, a fair sex in a shameful dress, her brown fuzz in a bun, and a friendly smile on her lips."You must be Tabitha,"she said, giving my supporter a warm, inviting hug."So that makes you Henrietta."

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

She had a wonderful look about her, an charge up perfume. I was so cognisant of her organic structure pressed against mine, her hands on the minuscule of my book binding as she rubbed her cheek on mine. A howling tingle passed through me.

I wondered just how well-disposed she was as a teacher.

"Now, let 's get started on learnedness,"she said, breaking the buss."We 'll begin with geology. I believe that will yield you a swell basis when we move into inorganic chemistry in a few week. Now, on the table on the binding I have many samples of stones ..."

She lectured us on the three character of rocks—igneous, metamorphic, and sedimentary—showing us examples of each. We handled them and stared at the grains with magnifying lens. She had rocks 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 leave,"I want you all to write an essay tonight on what your favorite type of rock is and why."

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

Tabitha yawned and stretched."Boy, only two class down and I 'm already so wear upon. 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 dress, White River apron tied across the straw man, and a pocket-sized, white cap resting on her brown curls. She had doe oculus and a genteel smile on her look as she stopped before me.

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

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

"Yes, Miss."The maidservant gave me a comforting smiling, her eyes apologetic."I am no-count, Miss, but I have my didactics. This way."

"But I have English next."

"miss temptress will be informed on the reason you are missing her class. You will not be in trouble."Her tone implied, Not in any more trouble. Poor affair, summoned to the headmistress 's office on her starting time day, and such an devoid lamb. What could she induce done ?

"Nothing,"I muttered, and then my stomach twisted more. peony. What if Peony told nanny Paige about my tentacles ?

I threw a aspect over my berm at Tabitha. She watched me with understanding as I followed the amah down the hall. My essence beat faster and faster with each stride. I chewed on my let down lip as the amah led me from the stir of the students leaving our course and down to the first base floor. Our steps echoed through the mansion. The amah walked with a cockeyed back and a brisk 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 tell, you just have to hold on them under ascendency. If the Headmistress does n't see them, then she wo n't believe paeony. It 's the only when chance.

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

Her logic made signified, but the cold pit of fear which had settled into my belly did not wish. I clutched my hands before me. My fingerbreadth worked together, stroking, playing, trying to distract me from my impending discipline.

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

"goodness, goodness, you may go about your responsibility, Sallie,"a keister representative said."Miss Henrietta, enter."

I swallowed.

Sallie gave my articulatio humeri a power play before she bustled off. I grasped the bronzy door handgrip, twisted, and pushed my way into the power. The rampart were covered in dark, wood pane, hiding the Edward Durell Stone wall, and there were several bookshelves. A vase of flush set on a footstall on one slope of the room. Opposite, hanging on the wall, were respective character of canes and paddles. I swallowed, wondering which would be used on me. Sitting behind a large, corking desk was Headmistress Edna Neville. A severe bun of nigrify hair pulled taut the cutis of her forehead, 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, hands clasped before me, my knees knocking.

"nurse Leroy Robert Paige told me something interesting today,"the Headmistress said, her voice melodious and commanding all at the Same time. She walked around her desk, a rock to her pelvis, her heeled kick thudding on the wooden storey."And it made me quite curious to uncover the truth."

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

"What is that, Headmistress ?"I asked, trying to stay fresh the fear from my voice.

Her grin grew on her backtalk, a dangerous smile."Strip."

I swallowed."Strip, Headmistress ?"

"Yes,"she purred."Do not tell me you are poor fish, girl. It is a common Son in English. Do I have to delimitate it ?"I heard the threat in her timber. If you make me specify it, girl, I will flex you over my desk and blush your ass.

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

"I determine what is and is not appropriate at my schooling, young lady Henrietta. So you will strip off every article of clothing and show me that pretty, nubile eubstance of yours. nanny Paige has painted quite the descriptive tale of the charms of your youthful flesh."

"She did ?"My nerve warmed. She knows about my pussycat tentacles. She wants to see them.

Her eyebrows raised."You are not stripping. If I make it to my wall and you have n't begun undressing, I will take down one of those instruments and apply it with a good deal vigor on your backside."

I squeaked,"Yes, Headmistress,"and my helping hand went to my blouse. I just had to keep in ascendance of my passions. As long as they did n't go out of ascendency, as long as my tentacles did n't pullulate, nothing would go wrong. I would be perfectly fine.

I just had to appease in control. I could ride out in control.

My fingers worked the buttons of my blouse as she walked to the bulwark covered in her instruments of discipline. My fingers blurred as they worked down my figurehead. I had my blouse undone and untucked from my skirt by the time 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 skirt tight about my waistline.

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

A tingle of excitement rippled through my body. My nipples hardened against my underbodice as I folded my skirt and set it atop my blouse resting on her desk. I took off my half-slip 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 smile grew and seemed to communicate without password : What lush legs. Nurse Paige was right about her. She is a gorgeous thing. Now let 's see all the appeal. Take off the camisole, girl.

Her vocalization sounded so very in my head. My imagination so creative today. Her smoldering eyes made my consistence flush hotter, my cunny growing wet. This was grievous. I drew off my camisole over my body, revealing my blonde curls and my humble breasts.

The Headmistress purred in delight.

"Yes, yes, yes, nursemaid Paige was right. You are a pin-up thing."She walked to me as I stood before her desk, the air frigidity, my skin pebbling, and my nipples aching so hard. I rubbed my mitt up and down my arms, feeling the twat pimples as I shivered.

But the cold did n't rob me of my elan. Not with her optic burning as they looked at me. She reached out and cupped my small breast. Her thumb swiped over my teat. I could n't help the moan that escaped my lips.

My tentacles squirmed in my pussy.

Her hired man trailed down my venter."Now nursemaid Leroy Robert Paige treated two of your classmates this cockcrow for hysterics : Tabitha Smythe and Peony Featherton."

I squirmed, her fingers drawing lines of fervour across my tum and then to my mole."I heard her name the discovery in the corridor this dayspring, Headmistress."

Her fingers toyed with the curls of my twat."When Nurse Paige gave the girls a strong-arm two Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ago, both had integral hymen. Normally, Nurse Leroy Robert Paige enjoys breaking a young girl 's hymen in her role, to make sure it is done as painlessly as possible."And pleasurably, I imagined the Headmistress adding. She has such a letch for a Virgo 's cherry."So she was greatly disappointed to name both girls had their cherry well-plucked before she got her greedy hands on them."

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

She caressed my puss lips. I groaned, biting my lip and fighting my tentacles. They wanted to come out. To wrap up about the Headmistress, to have it away her cunny and sodomite her sphincter. Then to fondle her large breasts straining her dress and make her squeal.

Fight it, Merita whispered. Think about disgusting men. Your man 's males are all hairy and smutty and lech. Do n't think about her finger rubbing at your cunny lips.

Trying not to, I moaned back.

"Mmm, just scrumptious,"purred the headmistress. Her fingers rubbed at my shape. I trembled, whimpering. Her former hand crack around me, grasping my naked ass, squeezing toilsome. She pressed against me. She was taller than me, her eyes looking down, burning with such lust.

And then her fingers 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 repellant sensations bursting through me. Her digit pumped in and out. They felt wonderful.

Her thumb swiped about my clitoris. I gasped and shuddered. My eye rolled back in my head. I grit my dentition, my finger's breadth grasping her dark-red attire at the hips, gathering the cloth as I struggled not to give into the pleasure 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 paeony said you took theirs. But they were n't specific on how. Did you play a dildo with you to school ?"

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

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

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

"Y-yes, I brought a dildo ... with me. My-my friend gave it to me. S-said I would involve 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 paeony ... and ... and ..."I was so close to cumming. My tentacles were so bore to explode out of me. Her thumb rubbing on my clitoris was too often. My body shook and convulsed."I ... I ..."

"Am a dirty slut,"hissed the Headmistress."Yes, yes, a soil adulteress who brought a dildo to my school and used it on my virgins. That 's Nurse Paige 's exclusive right. You wo n't use it on any more young woman'Hymen. You will let our schoolhouse nurse execute her medical checkup procedures, and use her dildo on the girls. Right ?"

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

She ripped her fingers out of my cunt, leaving me gasping and trembling. I swayed as she stepped back and smiled at her glistening finger. pussycat juice trickled down my thigh. My nipples were so surd. I had to cum. I needed to cum. Even if it meant my tentacles would be exposed.

"Please, Headmistress. I ..."

She smiled, bringing her fingerbreadth to her lips and licking off my sweet musk."Please hand 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 clit down the cover of her garb. The dress was stiff, possessing a built in baleen stays, which pulled on the release, making it difficult to undo. But I persevered. The wearing apparel slipped off her articulatio humeri, 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 midst, black bush covered her pussy, matted by her excitement. She wore only heeled kick that when up to her knees and stockings held up by garter cinched pissed 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 drawer, and pulled out a heavy, phallic-shaped object made out of polished Diospyros ebenum. She licked the wooden shaft—A dildo, gasped Merita—as she sat on her desk, spreading her legs wide.

"Use it on me. Get it soaked with my pussy 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 placid aerofoil so there was no possibility of splinters. I knelt before the headmistress. The secure odour of her tart puss filled my nose. I leaned in, licking hungrily at her pussy, her curly pubic hairs tickling my face as my clapper slid through her fold. She groaned, leaning back, shuddering as I caressed her clitoris.

She moaned, humping against my face, her manpower squeezing her tit as my spit danced around her clit. I brought the dildo to the folding of her pussy, pressing against them. Her pussy lips were wooden-headed, protruding from her vulva. She was n't loaded like Tabitha and me. I moved down, nuzzling and sucking on her twat 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 devout, yes. fucking my bitch. elongate it out. Yes, yes yes, then I 'm going to fuck you. Oh, yes, what a sweet dear."

My tongue licked and sucked at her labia and clitoris 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 beam of light. It was blockheaded, boastful than one of my tentacles, and it was so exciting to sour it in and out of her pussy. She groaned, the desk creaking as she squirmed.

My nipple and clit ached so badly. The tentacles writhed in my pussy, teasing me. succus trickled down my second joint. I concentrated on licking her kitty-cat, not thinking about my own pleasance as the Headmistress pinched her huge, fat nipples.

"Yes, yes, yes, you little adulteress. Oh, you are so eagre. Mmm, one day and we 've turned you into a pussy-hungry lesbian. Oh, yes. Yes. This is why I took the job as Headmistress. To keep the custom of the school day alert. To lead Loretta Young cleaning woman like you into the pleasures society denies us. Oh, yes. Keep tonguing me as you fuck that vast dildo into me. Oh, you 're going to love it when I fuck you with it."

I moaned in excitement."Yes, yes, I need my dismissal, too."

"spring me mine, and then I will ream you to your orgasm, girl Henrietta."

She fell back on her desk, humping against me. Her fingers dug deep into her overweight mounds. Her garden pink mammilla waved atop her peaks. I wanted to crawl up her and suck 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 heavy nipple with my viscous lips. She gasped and bucked as I engulfed the fat nub. It was twice the size of it 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 wordless joy, too a great deal rapture flowing through her to mouth. My imagination conjured words for her : Oh, yes, what a scrumptious slut. Oh, Maker, she 's good. I love it. Oh, she 's going to be a wilderness one. Oh, yes. So good. fille Henrietta is amazing.

I smiled as I squirmed. My pussy tentacles ached to burst out. I lifted my lips from her pap as she spasmed a final meter. Then she grinned at me, her face flushed. She leaned up, seized my hips, and kissed me hard.

My tentacles peeked out of my pussy as I shuddered in her embrace. Her clapper licked at my backtalk, tasting her tart juices staining me. Her chest brushed my tits, our nipples caressing. I groaned, straining to celebrate my tentacles in line.

She broke the kiss, grinning. She pushed me back and hopped off her desk, tits jiggling."Now it 's metre for me to sleep together you. turn 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 keister before she pushed me to her desk."twist over and so I can bugger you."

My dickhead 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 engaged 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 real cock and buggering her students. This should n't be a surprise.

But it was. A terrific surprise.

The dildo dripped with her twat pick 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 muscle. I gasped at the contact of her fluids.

"Oh, yes, you have such a precious can. I ca n't stand. I love sodomizing female child with my big dildo."

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

I gasped as my sphincter muscle gave way to her dildo, lubed by her pussy cream. She slid deeper and deeper into my asshole. The burning at the stake joy slam to my pussy. The intense friction sent Wave 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 astuteness of my ass. She had buggered me with every in of the toy. I gasped, squirming, my bowels clenching down on her dildo as my tentacles rubbed against my second joint. Every brush stroke sent shiver through me.

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

She drew back. My bowels clung to her dildo. The clash was acute. I groaned, my middle rolling back into my head. It was so stocky. It stretched me out. My tentacles wrapped about my thighs, two on each, constricting and relaxing. I wanted to get off them out and touch her.

But I held back.

She slammed back into me. Her thrust hard. Her groin smacked into my butt-cheeks. I gasped, watching her over my shoulder. Her breasts jiggled with the impact of our bod. Her hands grasped my hip. She moaned, drawing back her pelvic arch and then fucking into me again.

Over and over. I grunted each meter. The friction ignited bliss with every bump. My bowels clung to her cock as she sodomized me over and over. My finger's breadth gripped the edge of the desk as my tentacles rubbed up and down my second joint, shooting ecstasy to my pussy and mixing with the blissfulness of her dildo reaming my asshole.

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

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

"I love it so much. Harder ! Faster ! I need my release. Please, please, make it to me."

The desk rocked. She buggered me so hard. My eyes rolled back into my top dog. The pleasure built in my sum. My mamilla rubbed on the cold surface of her desk. My pelvic girdle undulated as her strokes grew operose and faster.

The pleasure flare-up in her mind. I felt it. Her sentiment screamed out how lots she loved buggering me. The dildo 's radical pressed on her clitoris. I was so caught up in the tingle 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 citizenry were saying, but hearing their cerebration.

"Yes, yes, yes, you minuscule slut,"she hissed in my thinker. So much fun to sodomize a pretty, trivial thing. Look at those asscheeks writhe. And she 's tight. Oh, the pressure level on my clitoris is acute. I 'm going to cum so severely 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 pleasure rippled up them to my pussy."Cum with me. I ... I ..."

"Cum you filthy whore !"

Her words triggered my paroxysms. My tentacles pulsed around my legs as cunt succus squirted out of my spasming cunny. My snatch clenched and relaxed on the tentacles, savoring their girth while my gut writhed about her thrusting dildo.

The vivid pleasure flooded through my body. It crashed through my brain. So practically. My eyes rolled back into my headland. I groaned and gasped. I shuddered, undulating my hips, drinking in more and More of the cloud nine. I moaned out with every new wave of transport flooding through me.

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

I felt her sexual climax as she slammed into me. I screamed with her as a arcsecond burst of delight dead reckoning through me. My tentacles clenched so hard on my legs it hurt. I moaned, fighting the urge to let them go waste as the pleasure boiled through me. The Headmistress buried her dildo into my astuteness, her fingernails biting into my hip as her fingers 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 air, 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 have seen that. Impossible.

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

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

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

And now it is lunch time, Merita said. metre to find the core before any human beings stumble on it.

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girl 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 consume it, the nanites patiently dissolving more and more of the alloy to provide the resources so they could connect to to a greater extent entities and rule the computer.

... connect ...

Both womanhood, joined by the metallic element tentacle buried in both their cunts, walked as one, side by side, across the grassy Moor. Their thoughts were wide of agitation. New tentacles grew in both their pussies, eager to link to other women.

And there were many of them at the school.

... connect ...

"Yes,"Daisy and Marilynn said in unison."So many girl to tie to."

They shuddered, eager for the ecstasy to come.

To be continued ...