Boarding School Encounter
Chapter Five : Henrietta Buggered by the Headmistress
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

"What were you and Peony doing in the tub ?"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 pocket-sized room, my infantry dancing on the low temperature floorboards and my teeth chattering. It was so ardent in the bath and so insensate in here. It turned out that the girls of our dorm had our own Roman style bath, a declamatory puddle of piped up spring water. While our school lacked electricity, it had plumbing. The water was so relaxing, especially with skittish, petite, and pair of virginals paeony pressed against me.

"snuggling,"I answered, my face going red as I remembered how howling peony felt, our wet bodies pressed together as she leaned against the edge of the bath, our hips humping, our clitorides rubbing together.

One of my pussy tentacles fucking paeony 's cunny.

That was luscious, Merita, the lesbian alien who had merged with my body, whispered in my mind. It was because of her that I had the four tentacles that sprouted out of my sex. They were long and elastic, and as sensitive as my pap. It was such a delight to ream them in and out of a missy 's cunny or to sodomise her bowel. I had plucked my roommate and lover 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 twinkle in her eye."She was gasping so hard. She had quite the dismission, a brawny cure 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 first-class honours degree time since I met Tabitha yesterday that she had called me by my for the first time public figure. Usually, she called me Etta. I stared at her as I pulled out a light underbodice from my chest of boxershorts, eager to dress.

"If someone finds out about your tentacles and junkie out ..."Tabitha bit her lip."They might recoil you out of the shoal or something. I mean ..."Tabitha 's heart flicked down to my light-haired curl adorning my naked groyne."I understand. And I guess paeony must too, but ... what about the other girls ? And the instructor ?"

"I know."I sighed, pulling the underbodice over my head and letting it fall across my small bosom and down to my rose hip. I pulled it down so it covered my mid thigh."But it was so aphrodisiacal. Everyone was making love life around us. And Geneva tongued your anatomical sphincter while rubbing your cunny, and your boobs were shaking, and paeony was so yummy and timid and afraid and vulnerable and enticing. I could n't refuse. I lost control."

My stomach fell."What am I going to do tomorrow ? And the future day ? We 'll have the communal bath every dawning. And every morning I 'll be surrounded by sex. Wonderful, delicious, forbidden love. sapphic honey. It 's sinful and I love it. And you know what happens when my cunny gets excited."

"Your pussy tentacles come out to represent,"Tabitha sighed.

Which is why we need to find the core of my ship, Merita said. As soon as potential. Before another human encounters it.

How will that facilitate my tentacle problem ? You have to possess me until the nanites cure me. When I found Merita 's crashed spaceship net night, an oviform physical object 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 economize me. But the nanites—which I did n't understand what those were, but apparently they were little automatons inside my consistency repairing my wound, like little wind-up miniature or something—were rejected by my body. Merita had to possess me to let them forge. How long will that take ?

It 's going boring than I hoped. It 'll be daytime. hebdomad or more.

"People are going to find out,"I groaned, sinking onto my bed while I watched Tabitha pull on her stockings up her smooth, pale thighs, her red hair swishing about her shoulders and her breasts jiggling beneath her camisole. Her mamilla were hard, the fabric slim down enough to make them dark shadows that I wanted to nurse 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 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 bitch, and I wanted more.

Needed more. It was so hot.

Sex is wonderful, Merita agreed. On my nursing home planet, I would make have it away to five or more females all day, just exploring each others holes with our tentacles, loving each other, and cumming over and over. It was a wonderful way to excrete the day.

Images of the alien, sapphic orgy shot through my intellect. Merita in the center, her hairless, imperial body writhing, the four tentacles, which sprouted from her hips and not her pussycat, undulating as she caressed her fan. Their skins were all various chromaticity of lilac and purple. Some had larger breasts, other littler, their nipples hard. They licked and sucked and fingered and tentacled each other, gasping and moaning. I could feel them.

My tentacles burst from my snatch, shooting out from beneath my camisole, waving purple against my skin."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 endorsement stocking and stared at the writhing tentacles. She squirmed, luxuria burning at the stake in her green eyes. I could almost get a line her sentiment. Wow, I love those tentacles, and they 're dripping in Etta 's juice. It would be so hot to lick them right now. We do n't need to go to course of study. We can be awol and love ourselves.

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

Tabitha blinked and cocked her headway, staring at me.

"What ?"I frowned.

"Nothing, nothing. I 'm suppose I 'm that transparent. I just love your tentacles so much. They 're just wondrous. 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 sorry, too. I did n't mean to call forth you, Henrietta, or angelic Tabitha.

"Merita 's sorry, too."

Tabitha shook her head and then sat up."It must be uncivilized to feature an extraterrestrial living in your mind."

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

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

tiffin, I sighed. I can skip it. But not breakfast. I am starving. My stomach proved me reliable by growling. okeh. It 'll be just a few hour. Then we 'll find it. I have the scanner in my bird. I had taken it from her ship before we left it last night.

After pulling on my stockings, I slipped on the two layers of underskirt. Our schoolhouse uniform lacked bloomers of any variety, which I found strange. I felt so au naturel beneath my underskirt. But now I understood what sort of schoolhouse this was. I had a feeling that all variety of debauched, lesbian demeanour occurred during school hr under the guise of curing"female hysterics."I had always been taught that women did not sense 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 job. But I did n't mind. The idea of a man touching me was far lupus erythematosus appealing than a woman. I liked women.

I feared I was turning lesbian. No. I was a Lesbian. And there was nothing wrongfulness with that. No topic what the preacher or the governing said.

That 's right, Merita agreed. You 're square-toed religious belief and mores are so naive. Sexuality is never damage. It should always be explored.

I nodded my question and grabbed my ankle-length, grizzly skirt, pulling it on over my half-slip. The two level gave me more hips than I had in real life. I pulled on my white blouse side by side, buttoning it up to my cervix like a right womanhood and tucking it into my skirt. Then I combed my whisker while Tabitha tamed her wild, fiery mane. I pulled my blonde Curl into pigtails—my preferred style—tying them with pink medallion. Tabitha did n't tie back her hair's-breadth but let it fall in raw wafture around her freckled face. We laced up our list place and were prepare for class.

The early girls of our floor bustled out of their rooms, wearing identical uniforms, their hair's-breadth styled in dissimilar manner. Some were braided, like Prefect Geneva 's platinum-blonde tress, others loose, like peony 's disastrous hair. The shy girl glanced at me, her hired hand clutched before her, then she darted down the hallway.

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

I swallowed and nodded my forefront. What if she talked ? That would n't be skilful. I bit my lip as Tabitha and I held men. We walked with the other daughter, a superior general buzz from talking filling the corridor. Our residence hall lay on the fifth and highest level. As we descended the stairs, girls from the fourth and third gear floors joined us, all with big smiles and rosy cheeks.

I bet they had their own Roman style baths.

I took a deep breath, scared to face my first day of class at the Kensington embarkment shoal. The stone paries of the sign reverberated with talking as we swept down the steps to the starting time floor. We followed the tide of girls through the Charles Francis Hall towards the dining room for breakfast. A few of the school 's maids scurried by us in their black and white uniforms.

I wondered if they wore bloomers beneath their skirts ?

My pussy itched and my tentacles squirmed. My teat hardened in my blouse as a youthful maid, two years my older, walked yesteryear, her boldness apple red and her blouse strain to contain her large breasts.

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

Uh-huh, purred Merita. She conjured New York minute of the maid, naked and lying on a bed, her large teat forming easygoing 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, slow breath, clenching Tabitha 's hired man. My booster gave me a sustenance smile, her lips so lucullan and dessert and I knew just how kissable they were and how wonderful her hands were and how amazing it was to ...

Nope. catch that.

Ahead of us was Nurse Paige 's hospital on Tabitha 's side of the hallway. The room access opened and the nurse stepped out, a big smile on her mouth, her buttock rosy. Though she was only in her XX, she had a motherly air about her, accented by her curvy body. Her smiling swept over the daughter walking by, many greeting her with polite,"unspoiled morning, nursemaid Paige."

"Morning, female child,"the blonde nanny would reply.

And then she snagged peony out of the gang. The black-haired girl gasped as Nurse Satchel Paige, with manual dexterity that had to come with practice, hiked up both peony 's skirt and two layers of half-slip, plunging her hand between the little girl 's thighs and rubbing at her cunny.

"Yes, yes, you need to let your hysteric cured, my high-priced,"nurse Paige beamed, and then she frowned."Although, what happened to your maidenhead, tyke ?"

Peony 's cheeks went red as she squirmed on the nursemaid 's pumping fingers. Giggles erupted from the surrounding girl. I groaned as Wave of rut washed through me. Yesterday, I had my first orgasm at the work force of Nurse Paige during my forcible. She licked my cunny and button until I had my paroxysms of bliss.

She was a gay woman who enjoyed molesting the educatee under the pretence of a medical treatment.

As Tabitha and I passed, the nurse 's arm hooked out and seized Tabitha, pulling my acquaintance close."And you have the fervent blood of the Celts in you. I know that means you need to make your hysterics cured."

Our fingers parted. I turned to my protagonist, trying to snatch her manus, but the tide of miss carried me away.

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

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

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

I swallowed and nodded, forced along with the other girls to breakfast while my lover was fingered by the nurse. Her moans and peony 's echoed over the bombination of conversation. My piteous cunny was on fire. Tentacles squirmed in my deepness, eager to burst out and dally. It was n't fair.

I was so horny. Why did nurse Leroy Robert Paige choose Tabitha ? I could have had so a good deal fun with them. Nurse Paige could have plunged her finger into my cunny, and her ovolo could ingest rubbed my clitoris. I would gasp and moan and ingest my orgasm. Then I would n't be so wet and horny and squirmy. And—

Tentacles flowed out of my pussy. They wrapped about my second joint, smearing pussy juice onto my form and stockings. I groaned, my tentacles so sensitive. I closed my middle for a moment, fighting to get them to pull back and grateful for my chick and layer of half-slip so no one could see them.

My brow furrowed and the tentacles, reluctantly, slithered back inside of me. I gasped as they moved against the walls of my kitty, the friction delicious. And then my cunny relaxed, no longer stretched wide undefendable by them.

I sighed. If nurse Leroy Robert 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 numb without you. I took a cryptical hint. Besides, I am developing tactual sensation for you. I 'll be ever so sad when you leave.

Me, too. You and Tabitha are so sweet.

As we reached the dining foyer, I imagined I could see Tabitha moaning her pleasure. Yes, yes, yes, Nurse Paige. cure my hysterics. Your fingers are so deep into my cunny. Oh, yes. Oh, wow.

Her words sounded so discharge in my imagination. I sighed, biting my lip. I had to stop dwelling on sex. It was breakfast. I looked around for a place to sit, all the tables ladled with record of sausage and Francis Bacon and toast and jams.

"You can sit with us,"Jeane called. She was the tall girl on my floor. She patted an empty-bellied seat at the tabular array beside her. There was a second seat open that Tabitha could take.

"Thanks,"I said, taking a seat. I squirmed to get comfortable, my clitoris aching between my thighs.

"Lucky Peony and Tabitha getting fingered by Nurse Satchel Paige,"sighed Darcy who sat across from me, a pink bow surmounting the top of her brownness hair, holding it back off her shoulders. She was an onetime girl than me, nineteen."endure twelvemonth, she only fingered me twice on the way to breakfast."

"But she was always fingering Marguerite,"Maria said, another aged missy. She had such beautiful dimples as she smiled, which set off her sandy-blonde curlicue.

"Who ?"I asked.

"Oh, she graduated in conclusion year. I hear she married a banker and hired a delicious maid 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 marry men,"I sighed.

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

Your mass are so primitive person. char should be free to gain their own money and marry each early if they want.

I agree, Merita. I would end up marrying a full-bodied boor, too, probably one of my father 's business associates. Then I would have a decent rest home, raise his tiddler, and hoped I lived close enough to Tabitha so we could suffer"tea"everyday.

We joked about the 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 bit, her cheek flushed, and a huge smile on her aspect. She plopped down in the hollow chair and gave me a quick candy kiss on the buttock before piling her plate with sausage and kippers.

"Boy, Nurse Paige really knows how to ready a miss for the day."

Darcy gave an enthusiastic nod.

After breakfast, it was prison term for form. I would give birth maths with Miss Maurine short, natural skill with Madalyn Virgo, English with Miss enchantress Averill, then lunch—Please come up the magnetic core, Henrietta—followed by Latin with Miss Erma John Howard Northrop, and net philosophy with Miss Marilynn Gully. Tabitha shared my schedule, which I found to be a fill-in, but early girls had different ones and the aged girls had a few unlike courses.

"Do you have any approximation where these rooms are ?"I asked Tabitha as we left the dining hall, the maids coming in to authorize up the pickle from breakfast.

"Vaguely,"Tabitha said."I did go far the day before you, and I took the time to research. All the schoolroom are on the first and second level. And I recall that young woman Maurine 's classroom is on the first level and ... well, there she is."

Tabitha pointed to the woman with her black tomentum twisted into ringlets heading down the G. Stanley Hall. We hurried after. We could n't get lost if we followed our teacher to form. Which made us the kickoff too arrive. We took rear up front, our back heterosexual person. Text Koran lay on each of the tables, the cover battered and worn by years of eagre students.

I swallowed. Arithmetic had never been my strongest suite. But the Kensington embarkation School believed in educating young women as strenuously as young men. Many of its grad would apply for school at oxford or Cambridge while others used the prestige and purification to help land a better marriage match.

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

As much as I hated maths, there was one skillful thing about it—the subject area was so deadening sex was driven from my thinking. Merita was no helper, despite how supercharge her people were. Her mass used base eight maths. I had problem reason just what that meant, but Merita had no sympathy of our floor ten math. I did n't even know our maths was base ten.

When the class ended, I had a headache.

Tabitha 's unripe eyes were equally glazed. I took her hand and the couplet of us navigated the schooling to the natural science schoolroom. It took us a few sham first to find young woman Madalyn 's classroom. It turned out to be on the first floor, not the minute, and we were almost late.

"There you are, little girl,"beamed miss Madalyn, a woman in a dark dress, her brown haircloth in a bun, and a favorable smile on her sassing."You must be Tabitha,"she said, giving my friend a warm, inviting hug."So that makes you Henrietta."

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

She had a wonderful scent about her, an energize perfume. I was so cognizant of her body pressed against mine, her hands on the small of my backrest as she rubbed her cheek on mine. A wonderful shiver passed through me.

I wondered just how friendly she was as a teacher.

"Now, let 's get started on eruditeness,"she said, breaking the kiss."We 'll get with geology. I believe that will generate you a great 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 illustration of each. We handled them and stared at the grains with magnifying lens of the eye. She had rock music from all over England and beyond, her voice so excited as she talked about it.

Teaching was clearly her passion.

"okeh,"she said as we stood to allow for,"I want you all to spell an essay tonight on what your favorite type of rock music 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 tired. I just want to go up to our room and—"

She clamped her jaw shut as a maid bustled up to us in her opprobrious attire, lily-white proscenium tied across the front, and a small, livid cap resting on her Brown University curls. She had doe eye and a polite smile on her face as she stopped before me.

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

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

"Yes, Miss."The maid gave me a comforting smile, her center apologetic."I am sad, Miss, but I have my instructions. This way."

"But I have English next."

"young woman siren will be informed on the reason you are missing her family. You will not be in trouble."Her timbre implied, Not in any more trouble. Poor thing, summoned to the headmistress 's office on her 1st day, and such an innocent lamb. What could she have done ?

"aught,"I muttered, and then my stomach twisted more. peony. What if Peony told Nurse Leroy Robert Paige about my tentacles ?

I threw a aspect over my shoulder at Tabitha. She watched me with apprehension as I followed the amah down the entrance hall. My heart pulse faster and faster with each footfall. I chewed on my humbled lip as the maid led me from the bustle of the scholarly person leaving our class and down to the first base base. Our steps echoed through the halls. The maid walked with a stiff back and a brisk stride.

I wanted to dawdle.

What do I do, Merita ?

pretend you do n't feature any tentacles, she suggested. world do n't. If peony did tell, you just have to keep them under control. If the Headmistress does n't see them, then she wo n't believe paeony. It 's the merely chance.

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

Her logic made signified, but the cold pit of fright which had settled into my belly did not care. I clutched my script before me. My finger's breadth worked together, stroking, playing, trying to unhinge me from my impending discipline.

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

"Good, just, you may go about your duties, Sallie,"a stern articulation said."missy Henrietta, enter."

I swallowed.

Sallie gave my shoulder joint a squeeze before she bustled off. I grasped the bronze door handle, twisted, and pushed my way into the office. The walls were covered in wickedness, wood paneling, hiding the stone wall, and there were various bookshelves. A vase of bloom set on a plinth on one position of the room. Opposite, hanging on the paries, were several types of canes and boat paddle. I swallowed, wondering which would be used on me. Sitting behind a orotund, neat desk was Headmistress Edna Neville. A life-threatening bun of black hair pulled taut the peel of her forehead, making her seem even sterner. She wore a red attire, 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, paw clasped before me, my knees knocking.

"Nurse Paige told me something interesting today,"the Headmistress said, her phonation melodious and commanding all at the same clock time. She walked around her desk, a sway to her hip, her list the boot thudding on the wooden floor."And it made me quite funny to reveal the truth."

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

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

Her smiling grew on her lips, a grave smile."Strip."

I swallowed."Strip, Headmistress ?"

"Yes,"she purred."Do not tell me you are stupid, female child. It is a vulgar Son in English. Do I have to determine it ?"I heard the threat in her tone. If you make me specify 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 appear appropriate."

"I determine what is and is not appropriate at my school day, Miss Henrietta. So you will divest off every article of habiliment and prove me that pretty, nubile body of yours. Nurse Paige has painted quite the descriptive tale of the charms of your youthful flesh."

"She did ?"My impudence warmed. She knows about my pussy tentacles. She wants to see them.

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

I squeaked,"Yes, Headmistress,"and my hands went to my blouse. I just had to retain in control of my Passion. As long as they did n't go out of controller, as long as my tentacles did n't stock, nothing would go wrong. I would be perfectly fine.

I just had to stay put in command. I could stay in control.

My fingerbreadth worked the buttons of my blouse as she walked to the rampart covered in her official document of discipline. My fingers blurred as they worked down my battlefront. I had my blouse undone and untucked from my wench by the metre she reached the rampart. 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 waist.

"Pity,"she sighed then watched me slip. Her center were lusty, a smile curling up the corners of her lips.

A tingle of excitement rippled through my trunk. My tit 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 underbodice and adding them to the atomic reactor of clothing. I leaned against her desk and pulled off my shoes. Then my stockings.

Her smiling grew and seemed to communicate without Scripture : What lush stage. Nurse Paige was correct about her. She is a gorgeous affair. Now let 's see all the spell. pack off the underbodice, girl.

Her phonation sounded so veridical in my top dog. My imagination so creative today. Her smoldering eyes made my body purge hotter, my cunny growing wet. This was unsafe. I drew off my camisole over my body, revealing my blonde curls and my small-scale breasts.

The Headmistress purred in delight.

"Yes, yes, yes, Nurse Leroy Robert Paige was right. You are a lovely thing."She walked to me as I stood before her desk, the air cold, my skin pebbling, and my nipples aching so arduous. I rubbed my work force up and down my arm, feeling the jackass hickey as I shivered.

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

My tentacles squirmed in my cunt.

Her bridge player trailed down my stomach."Now nursemaid Paige treated two of your classmates this morning time for hysteric : Tabitha Smythe and Peony Featherton."

I squirmed, her digit drawing lines of fervour across my stomach and then to my groin."I heard her name the discovery in the corridor this morning, Headmistress."

Her finger toyed with the scroll of my pussy."When nurse Paige gave the missy a physical two mean solar day ago, both had intact Hymen. Normally, Nurse Leroy Robert Paige enjoys breaking a young girl 's hymen in her part, to make sure it is done as painlessly as possible."And pleasurably, I imagined the Headmistress adding. She has such a letch for a virgin 's cerise."So she was greatly foiled to discover both female child had their cherries well-plucked before she got her greedy manus on them."

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

She caressed my pussycat lips. I groaned, biting my lip and fighting my tentacles. They wanted to come in out. To wrap about the Headmistress, to fuck her cunny and bugger her anatomical sphincter. Then to caress her large breasts straining her attire and reach her squeal.

competitiveness it, Merita whispered. Think about disgusting men. Your universe 's Male are all haired and filthy and lechers. Do n't think about her finger rubbing at your cunny lips.

Trying not to, I moaned back.

"Mmm, just delicious,"purred the headmistress. Her digit rubbed at my flesh. I trembled, whimpering. Her other manus shot around me, grasping my naked ass, squeezing heavy. She pressed against me. She was taller than me, her eyes looking down, burning with such lust.

And then her finger pressed into my kitty. Two of them reaching in deep, nearing the tentacles squirming and aching to abound out of my cunny. I shivered, groaning, fighting the wicked maven bursting through me. Her finger pumped in and out. They felt wonderful.

Her thumb swiped about my clitoris. I gasped and shuddered. My eyes rolled back in my head. I grit my teeth, my fingers grasping her dark-red frock at the coxa, gathering the material as I struggled not to give into the pleasure and let out my tentacles.

"You also have lost your hymen 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 get a dildo with you to shoal ?"

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

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

I gasped, my cunt clenching down on the Headmistress 's digit as they probed so recondite into my juicy pussy, almost touching the tentacles. I fought again, groaning, squirming. I shivered as her lingua 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 nursemaid Paige ... Tabitha and I ... played with it ... and then with peony ... and ... and ..."I was so close to cumming. My tentacles were so eager to explode out of me. Her thumb rubbing on my button was too much. My body shook and convulsed."I ... I ..."

"Am a dirty slut,"hissed the Headmistress."Yes, yes, a grime loose woman who brought a dildo to my school day and used it on my virgins. That 's Nurse Paige 's prerogative. You wo n't use it on any more missy'hymens. You will let our school nurse perform her medical checkup procedures, and use her dildo on the girls. Right ?"

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

She ripped her digit out of my cunt, leaving me gasping and trembling. I swayed as she stepped back and smiled at her glistening fingerbreadth. kitty juices trickled down my second joint. My nipples were so knockout. 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 backtalk and licking off my cherubic musk."Please give you give up ?"

"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 book binding of her wearing apparel. The dress was stiff, possessing a built in baleen corset, which pulled on the buttons, making it difficult to undo. But I persevered. The dress slipped off her berm, revealing her underbodice. She wiggled out of her wench, then I ripped down her petticoats as she pulled off her camisole. She turned, her breast heavy, her nipples fat and hard. A midst, melanise bush covered her twat, matted by her excitement. She wore only list boots that when up to her knees and stockings held up by garter cinched soaked about her upper berth 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 vauntingly, phallic-shaped target made out of polished ebony. She licked the wooden shaft—A dildo, gasped Merita—as she sat on her desk, spreading her branch wide.

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

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

Maybe, Merita answered.

I took the wooden dildo. It was polished to such a smooth aerofoil so there was no possibility of matchwood. I knelt before the headmistress. The strong scent of her tangy slit filled my nose. I leaned in, licking hungrily at her puss, her curly pubic hairsbreadth tickling my human face as my tongue slid through her folds. She groaned, leaning back, shuddering as I caressed her clitoris.

She moaned, humping against my face, her hired hand squeezing her bosom as my tongue danced around her clitoris. I brought the dildo to the sheepfold of her pussy, pressing against them. Her pussy lip were thick, protruding from her vulva. She was n't tight like Tabitha and me. I moved down, nuzzling and sucking on her kitty lips as I forced the dildo into her.

"Yes,"the Headmistress moaned, her wooden leg vibration as I worked the dildo deep into her cunny."Oh, you sweet dear, yes. Fuck my cunt. Stretch it out. Yes, yes yes, then I 'm going to fuck you. Oh, yes, what a Henry Sweet dear."

My tongue licked and sucked at her labia and button as I pumped the dildo in and out of her cunny. I gripped the end, pushing in and out, her succus lubing the way. They clung to the ebony shaft. It was thick, bigger than one of my tentacles, and it was so wind up to work it in and out of her pussy. She groaned, the desk creaking as she squirmed.

My teat and clitoris ached so badly. The tentacles writhed in my twat, teasing me. succus trickled down my thighs. I concentrated on licking her pussy, not thinking about my own pleasure as the Headmistress pinched her huge, fat nipples.

"Yes, yes, yes, you footling trollop. Oh, you are so eager. 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 traditions of the school animated. To guide Whitney Young charwoman like you into the delight society denies us. Oh, yes. continue tonguing me as you fuck that immense dildo into me. Oh, you 're going to love it when I fuck you with it."

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

"give me mine, and then I will ream you to your orgasm, misfire Henrietta."

She fell back on her desk, humping against me. Her fingers dug deep into her heavy cumulation. Her garden pink nipples 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 intemperately nipple with my glutinous sassing. 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 good. Oh, yes, yes, yes !"

She bucked and heaved as she orgasmed. She screamed unspoken joy, too much rapture flowing through her to verbalize. My imaginativeness conjured words for her : Oh, yes, what a Delicious strumpet. Oh, lord, she 's good. I love it. Oh, she 's going to be a wild one. Oh, yes. So goodness. young lady Henrietta is amazing.

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

My tentacles peeked out of my pussy as I shuddered in her bosom. Her tongue licked at my backtalk, tasting her sporting lady juices staining me. Her breasts brushed my tits, our nipples caressing. I groaned, straining to keep my tentacles in line.

She broke the buss, grinning. She pushed me back and hopped off her desk, tits jiggling."Now it 's time for me to eff you. Bend that fairly 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 rear before she pushed me to her desk."crease over and so I can sodomise you."

My arsehole 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 busybodied attaching a leather harness about her waist she had pulled from her desk, the dildo thrusting from it.

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

But it was. A marvellous surprise.

The dildo dripped with her snatch 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 link of her fluids.

"Oh, yes, you have such a cute posterior. 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 cream. She slid deeper and deeper into my asshole. The burning joy guesswork 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 depths of my ass. She had buggered me with every inch of the toy. I gasped, squirming, my bowels clenching down on her dildo as my tentacles rubbed against my second joint. Every brushing stroke sent chill through me.

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

She drew back. My bowels clung to her dildo. The friction was acute. I groaned, my eye rolling back into my nous. It was so buddy-buddy. It stretched me out. My tentacles wrapped about my thighs, two on each, constricting and relaxing. I wanted to send them out and match her.

But I held back.

She slammed back into me. Her shove hard. Her breakwater smacked into my butt-cheeks. I gasped, watching her over my shoulder. Her chest jiggled with the impact of our chassis. Her custody grasped my hip. She moaned, drawing back her hips and then fucking into me again.

Over and over. I grunted each time. The detrition ignited seventh heaven with every bump. My bowels clung to her cock as she sodomized me over and over. My fingers gripped the edge of the desk as my tentacles rubbed up and down my second joint, shooting exaltation to my slit and mixing with the blissfulness of her dildo reaming my asshole.

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

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

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

The desk rocked. She buggered me so hard. My heart rolled back into my head. The pleasure built in my nub. My nipples rubbed on the dusty surface of her desk. My hips undulated as her strokes grew harder and faster.

The pleasure burst in her mind. I felt it. Her thoughts screamed out how a good deal 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 people were saying, but hearing their thinking.

"Yes, yes, yes, you lilliputian slut,"she hissed in my nous. So much fun to bugger a pretty, little thing. Look at those asscheeks writhe. And she 's mean. Oh, the pressure on my clitoris is intense. I 'm going to cum so grueling from sodomizing her.

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

"Cum you filthy whore !"

Her Holy Scripture triggered my convulsion. My tentacles pulsed around my ramification as snatch juice squirted out of my spasming cunny. My snatch clenched and relaxed on the tentacles, savoring their girth while my bowels writhed about her jab dildo.

The intense pleasure flooded through my consistence. It crashed through my mind. So often. My middle rolled back into my head. I groaned and gasped. I shuddered, undulating my pelvic girdle, drinking in more and more than of the cloud nine. I moaned out with every new Wave of ecstasy flooding through me.

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

I felt her orgasm as she slammed into me. I screamed with her as a moment burst of delight shot through me. My tentacles clenched so hard on my wooden leg it hurt. I moaned, fighting the itch to let them go wild as the pleasure boiled through me. The Headmistress buried her dildo into my depths, her fingernails biting into my hips as her fingerbreadth clenched.

"Oh, you wonderful trollop,"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 mother fucker gaping give, 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 give birth seen that. Impossible.

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

"Miss Henrietta, you may clothe and go."She paused."And call up, allow for the deflowering to our medical staff."

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

And now it is lunch meter, Merita said. clock time to receive the core before any human stumble on it.

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Miss Marilynn Gully and Daisy the maiden finished consuming the core 's canister, leaving only the flashing light behind. The two rose. It had taken minute to consume it, the nanites patiently dissolving more and Sir Thomas More of the metallic element to provide the resource so they could join to more entities and determine the computer.

... connect ...

Both women, joined by the metal tentacle buried in both their cunts, walked as one, English by slope, across the grassy moor. Their thought were full of excitement. New tentacles grew in both their pussies, eager to connect to early women.

And there were many of them at the school.

... connect ...

"Yes,"Daisy and Marilynn said in unison."So many missy to connect to."

They shuddered, eager for the rapture to come.

To be continued ...