Boarding School face-off
Chapter Six : Henrietta is Spanked by Her teacher
By mypenname3000
copyright 2016

My bowels had a wonderful ache to them as I stumbled out of the Headmistress 's office, once again coif. I closed the room access 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 privates with a curious, leather harness. She had pounded me with a wonderful fervency, ramming her dildo deep into my bowels and giving me such an effervescent paroxysm of delight.

I came hard.

Yes, you did, Merita, the Lesbian alien who had possessed my dead body to save up my life, whispered in my nous. And she did n't find out about your tentacles.

No, I agreed, sucking in deep breathing space. 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 flood tide. Not a single one of her hair had escaped the bun while she pounded me. She again looked twee and proper, not a sinful cleaning lady who loved buggering her eighteen-year-old students'rectums.

I smoothed my gray skirt over my two layers of petticoats as I tried to gather myself. Her dildo was larger than the tentacles that now sprouted from the depths of my pussy. I bit my lip, shifting, the burning ache persisting in my bowels.

A reminder of the passion.

Why was I reading her thoughts ? I asked Merita as I straightened and glanced down the stone halls of the Kensington Boarding School, a post to civilize young woman. I never expected the educational activity to include sinful, lesbian lessons.

Or that I would have it away it.

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

Is that what you call ... hearing others sentiment ?

I felt Merita nod her thoughts. She was a disembodied voice in my chief, her body merged into mine. It was a essential act to allow the nanites—strange, tiny robot that were fixing my torso after I broke my neck and nearly died—to heal me. My body did n't care them, treating them like an illness.

So I have pussy tentacles and can read intellection ? Will there be former side-effects ?

I really do n't cognise, Merita admitted. But you have lunch next. You promised to feel the heart of my starship during your lunch.

Last night, Merita had crashed her spaceship. I thought she was a dissipate genius. But as she crashed, the essence of her ship—and I was n't exactly sure what that meant—had fallen out. It was full of Sir Thomas More nanites but disconnected from her computer which was some sort of thinking auto. I also did n't understand that. How could a auto think ? But without the electronic computer, the nanites might do bad things, so we had to find out them before anyone else did.

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

I was right. As I walked down the halls, doors opened and the girls spilled, wearing their gray skirts and white blouse buttoned to the neckline. They all looked so victorian and right, offspring cleaning lady of impeccable breeding. And all had succumbed to the sapphic teaching of the staff.

I headed for the doors, not towards the dining antechamber, moving against the tide of pupil. Heeled shoes echoed. maidservant in their black uniforms, lily-white aprons, and small-scale detonating device perched on their straits scurried in both counseling, carrying out their duties.

I turned the street corner for the main doors when a part shouted my name with majuscule enthusiasm."Etta !"

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

We made such wonderful love. My heart fluttered at the spate of her igneous Robert Curl bouncing about her shoulders as she dashed down the hall, her freckled fount shining with a mix of upheaval and apprehension. She slid to a plosive beside me, her green eyes staring into my amobarbital sodium, her rhythm breasts rising and falling in her bodice. She was a sonsy miss than I was. I had a slim figure where she was curvier.

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

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

Henrietta, the military mission, whined Merita. No getting distracted.

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

I shook my caput."She just wanted to lecture me on the propriety of the school. Apparently, nursemaid Paige deflowers the girls who still possess a hymen. It 's a medical procedure."

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

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

I loved it when she pricked my maidenhead, thought Tabitha, her voice bring in in my mind. I loved feeling her tentacles pump in and out of me. I 'm gladiolus she pricked me and not the nurse. Not that Nurse Paige is n't sexy, and her digit were marvellous this dawning. Still, Etta 's tentacles are special.

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

"She then stripped me naked, was disappointed to incur I also did n't experience a cerise, 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's-breadth is pulled into such a nasty bun, I would n't recall she could have fun."

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

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

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

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

Right, right.

"talking to Merita ?"Tabitha asked.

I nodded my caput."metre to get the core."

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

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Marilynn Gully and Daisy Brown walked in unison, holding hands, as they approached the front man door of the Kensington embarkment School. Marilynn taught philosophy at the school while Daisy worked there as a maid. Both char 's clothing—Daisy wearing the Negroid chick and white blouse of a maid, a white apron tied about her waist, and Marilynn had on a dark greenness, proper dress with a bustle accentuating her rear—were wet and covered in strands of grass. They walked in synchronized steps. Their ventilation matched. Their thoughts connected.

Nanites infected them. Both their eubstance had changed. first base, Marilynn was taken over. She was afflicted with the powerful impulse to relate. The nanites, reading her store, deduced that human connected via sex. So Marilynn had sex with Daisy. A metal tentacle sprouted from the instructor 's slit and fucked into Daisy 's. When the women came, nanites flooded Daisy.

After consuming the metal case of the core, both char had the resources to build more tentacles and more than nanites. One new tentacle each squirmed in their pussy, prepare to relate with more humans. The nanites had to find out their computer and reunify with their ship.

Their limited processes could think of no other way.

... connect ...

Marilynn and Daisy nodded to the mechanical, feminine voice speaking through their thinker."Yes, unite,"they both said together, smiles on their sassing. Their mamilla ached and their pussies were wet, clenching about the tentacle that united them."So many girl to connect with here."

In unison, they opened the front line doors to the five news report, gemstone manor house converted into the Kensington embarkation School. It perched on a grassy Alfred Hawthorne in the English countryside, far from the Bodoni font conveniences of London—electricity being the liberal. advancement has yet to reach the rural landscape.

"Oh, hello Miss Marilynn,"a platinum-blonde-haired missy said. She was young, twenty dollar bill, with a smile on her face.

A round-faced, bushy-haired brunet with a large smile walked with the platinum-blonde. Both girl wore the school uniform, gray-headed skirts falling over two layers of petticoats to stress both female child hips, their white blouses tight, the blonde 's breasts large.

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

Though Marilynn had never met either girl—it was her showtime day teaching—she knew their epithet from her connectedness with Daisy. The blond was Geneva, Prefect for the fifth part floor hall, and her companions was Emaleine. Both girl were on their third and last class at the school.

And both were beautiful.

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

"I can say,"smirked Hollands."I am glad the assist faculty are working hard to overeat the teaching staff. But the Headmistress can not be pleased with you."

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

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

"Is something amiss, missy Marilynn ?"the brunette asked.

"Nothing."

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

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

"We want to get in touch with you,"Marilynn said, finally acting independently of Daisy. Her paw slid down Geneva 's articulatio humeri to contract the girl 's one shot breast."will you connect with us ?"

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

"Teacher, every student in the schooling is at your electric pig,"Geneva purred."You know that. If you need your hysterics cured, I will be gladiola to relieve you."

"Yes, cured,"moaned Marilynn.

... connect ...

The new tentacles squirmed inside Marilynn and Daisy 's pussies, stretching them out more. Delicious riffle of joy flooded through the teacher and maid 's consistence as they leaned in and captured the students'lips. Genf 's were lenient and honeyed while Emaleine kissed with aggressive hunger. Marilynn felt both, sharing wizard with Daisy.

rear end them, a pair of daughter walked past and headed outside, giggling at their antics."I love this school,"one said."Shame we ca n't join them, Etta."

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

The boom of the culmination front door cut off her words.

Marilynn squeezed Geneva 's breast, loving how the heap through blouse and camisole. The teacher 's clit throbbed and her pap ached. Her clapper thrust into Hollands 's mouth, swirling, tasting, as the agitation built in her puss. Juices trickled down her second joint, exciting her, building her rage. Daisy squirmed and squealed as boldface Emaleine 's hands shot out and slid into Daisy 's still unlace bodice, cupping a round breast.

Emmeline tweaked Daisy 's nipple and Marilynn felt it. Her slit clenched as her nipple ached in understanding. The wonderful pleasance rippled through both women 's organic structure. They moaned into their students'lips, kissing harder.

Marilynn 's fingers worked at the push button of Hollands 's blouse, popping them through they eyelets. The blouse opened, and the teacher 's manus guessing in, squeezing those lush mounds through the thinly underbodice. geneva 's nipples were fat and hard, poking at the material.

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

"Me, too,"Emaleine moaned as the housemaid 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 s metallic tentacle slithered out in unison to the one in Daisy 's snatch. It brushed the teacher 's interior thigh, smearing pussy succus against her flesh.

"It 's metre to relate,"moaned Marilynn.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Daisy panted.

Both women were eager for the rush of delight produced by connecting. Marilynn 's mitt squeezed her scholar 's breasts, fingers digging into her soft mound separated only by thin linen. The tentacle slithered out from beneath her skirt and underneath Geneva's.

Then it went up.

Marilynn kissed Holland gin again, exhilaration brewing inside the instructor and maid. Both their tentacles worked up between the student'thighs, drawing closer and closer. Waves of pleasance washed through their united body, their fervor 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 young woman 's pussy first, stroking hot, agitate flesh. Marilynn felt the wonderful, wet feel of Emaleine 's snatch as Daisy 's tentacle caressed the girl.

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

The blonde gasped, breaking the candy kiss as the metallic tentacle rubbed against her wet nethers. Her eye were panoptic, staring at the teacher."Miss Marilynn ... What is that ?"

"My connecter,"the teacher purred, savoring the duel sense of both tentacles rubbing against the scholarly person'cunnies. Each felt slightly different, Geneva 's pussy lips thicker, Emaleine 's clitoris expectant. Both were wet and hot, their silky pubic fuzz matted by excitement."I want to unite with you."

"Let us tie with you,"moaned Daisy.

"You 'll cum so hard."

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

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

"pleasance,"both the amah and teacher moaned together.

... connect ...

... must associate ...

... need Sir Thomas More processing business leader ...

... connect ...

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

"I ... I ..."Geneva groaned, shifting her hips. Marilynn rubbed the girlfriend 's tit through her underbodice."It feels nice."

"So Nice,"trembled Emaleine, her digit twisting Daisy 's essence.

"Connect with us,"moaned instructor and maid in unison."You will pick up such pleasure."

"Yes,"both students squealed.

In unison, the tentacle 's thrust into the girls'wet cunnies. Daisy and Marilynn both groaned as they savored duel sense datum of their tentacles sinking into hot, tight, sleek pussies. XTC shot down the metal tentacles and raced through their bodies.

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

"Oh, my Lord,"gasped Geneva."It 's so elastic. Oh, yes, slide it in mysterious. What sort of alloy dildo is this ? How are you ... ? Yes, fuck me. Oh, yes. This is what I need after three long lessons. Oh, yes."

Emaleine shuddered, her pussy clenching down on Daisy 's thrusting tentacle, increasing the sublime detrition. Marilynn pressed her rim into Geneva 's neck, nibbling and sucking, squeezing the blonde 's large tits through the undergarment 's thin cloth. The tentacles pumped faster and faster.

... connect ...

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

Emaleine drew out the maid 's breast, a operose nipple begging to be sucked. The missy leaned down and engulfed the nipple, sucking hard. Marilynn 's kitty clenched as she felt the sucking delectation. She squeezed Geneva 's knocker harder and massaged her pap, the teacher 's hips undulating. Juices dribbled out of her pussy, running down her tentacles.

The pleasure swelled in her core. Sparks of electricity shot through her body. She spasmed and moaned. Both tentacles thrust at the Lapp velocity, driving deep into the missy'cunnies. Their voices sang through the hall, four womanhood gasping and moaning, building towards their shared orgasm.

... connecting ...

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

Her low-spirited eyes fluttered. Her face clenched. And then her orgasm burst inside of her. Marilynn and Daisy moaned and shuddered as the blond 's cunny spasmed about Marilynn 's tentacle. The lenient form massaged the operose, hurl extremity. Electric tingles shot down the tentacle right to Marilynn 's core.

The coming build inside of her. The teacher pinched her bookman 's pap hard through the camisole. She moaned into Geneva 's throat, sucking, marking the daughter as the fervour built and built in her depths.

Emaleine moaned about Daisy 's nipple. The miss 's cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard. Her fingers dug into the soft frame. Her kitty-cat tightened on Daisy 's tentacle, the pleasure swelling in both maid and teacher 's body.

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

"Yes, yes, bask your liberation,"gasped the trembling Geneva, her articulation strained with pleasure.
Emaleine 's tooth nipped Daisy 's teat as the pupil came. Her pussy convulsed wildly about Daisy 's tentacle. The thrusting appendages plowed deeper into both miss'spasming cunnies. The amah and instructor trembled.

"So in force,"moaned miss Marilynn, digit twisting Genf 's nipples."Yes, yes, yes. time to connect."

"Time,"agreed Daisy. The amah threw her caput back, her fingers cradling Emaleine 's face as the missy sucked on the maid 's punishing nipple.

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

Pulse after heartbeat of nanites flooded the students'young cunnies. Both girls gasped, orgasmic delight slamming into their idea as they connected to Miss Marilynn and Daisy. Their exaltation surging between the four. Gasping, moaning, spasming. Ecstasy roared between them, sharing their pleasure. They felt every pussycat 's spasm, every lip 's kiss, every finger 's caress, every mouth 's suckle.

Two became four. Connection achieved.

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

Marilynn and Daisy, smiling in satiated joy, their bodies buzzing from intense pleasure, carried the unconscious mind students into a side of meat room. They draped the girls on the storey and waited for them to recover.

Marilynn bent down and sucked on Daisy 's still exposed nipple. The maid groaned, feeling the joy of her tit 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 adult female 's organic structure.

... more connections ...

... required ...

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This is not good, Merita told her server as she stared through Henrietta 's center at the stiff of the core. All that was left was the flashing beacon and the control circuitry. It was the sizing of Henrietta 's hand. The nanites were all gone, loose without any counseling. They had broken down the centre for materials.

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

"Yes. Merita is n't well-chosen,"Henrietta answered.

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

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

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

Do we keep looking ?

Merita did n't answer.

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

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

I do n't know. The alien 's sentiment squirmed in her host. I do n't know how to find them. They could be anywhere. I 'm never getting back home. It 's destroyed.

I 'm so no-count. Henrietta squirmed. I am. But ... if there is nothing to do ...

Yes, yes, you have to get back to year. Merita sighed. Stuck on a primitive satellite ...

I 'm sorry we 're primitive.

The nuisance in Henrietta 's thoughts hit Merita. I did n't mean to insult you. I am glad we met. This is n't your fault. Do n't feel bad, okay ? Grab the circuitry circuit board. Maybe if we find the nanites they can reconstruct the centre. Merita had small hope of that, but she did n't need to burden Henrietta with guilt. That 's what they 're just at. Then, maybe, they can fix my ship if I can bump the right materials on your world. But in the meanwhile, get back to class. No point in you getting in trouble.

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

Merita sighed and retreated back from her Host 's intellection to bulk large on her problem.

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I ran through the halls of the school beside Tabitha. The essence fell so far from the schoolhouse it took half our lunch hour just to walk out there. Our heeled brake shoe slapped on the tiles, mine still wet from traipsing through dull eatage. Merita had been silent the entire paseo back. I could feel her sadness.

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

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

Our next class was Latin taught by misfire Erma Northrop. I had heard she had a satyr for spanking girl 's can and then soothing them afterward with her diffused caresses. I did n't desire to be spanked. And if she did soothe me, I might lose control condition my tentacles and expose myself as a freak.

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

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

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

Ready, I opened the threshold and stepped in, hoping it was n't past the 60 minutes and we were n't tardy. Miss Erma stood at the front of the course of instruction, a blackboard covered in Latin words rested behind her. She was a marvellous woman, her brown hair piled into a spartan bun, her curvy dead body covered by a dark-gray dress. Her eyes 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 exculpation for tardiness. You both arrived to the school before today, giving you ample opportunity to find out where my schoolroom was situated."

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

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

"Discipline ?"I winced.

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

The other girls, all eighteen-year-olds like us, glanced at us, a mix of envy and, to my surprise, upheaval in their middle. One of the girls with an eager countenance was shy Peony sitting in the dorsum, her hands clasped beneath her desk over her skirt. She squirmed.

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

Tabitha and I moved up to the movement of the class. A tickling of excitement caressed my pussy. My nipples hardened. All those eye watching us ... 20 girls ... My finger's breadth worked at the buttons of my blouse as I stood before the course of instruction, my cunny growing wetter and wetter.

My tentacles squirming more and more.

"Keep equanimity,"Tabitha whispered as I slid off my blouse. Her eyes flicked to my mammilla, both hard and prominent against my camisole.

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

Tabitha and I quickly stripped. I noticed the dewy excitation glistening on my fan 's thighs before she bent over the desk, her beat, freckled tits pillowing on the desk. My smaller cumulation jiggled as I bent over, but they did n't pillow against the desk. I wiggled my coxa, my blonde pigtails spreading across the table. I rested my cheek on the cool surface, staring at my lover.

She gave me a comforting smiling and took my hand.

"well, well, well,"purred Miss Erma,"what a saucy pair of round, young bottoms. So pert."She squeezed us both, making us pant. Her fingers dug into my physical body, reminding my sphincter muscle that it had been plowed vigorously earlier.

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

"Their sexes are wet and flushed, afflicted with that atrocious disease. Female hysteric most be combated at all times. Young women are especially prone to it. If any of you feel any flap between your thigh, feel free to relieve yourself manually. Clitoral stimulation, either through your skirt or with direct impinging of your fingerbreadth is permitted."

"Yes, Miss Erma,"the early bookman said.

I glanced at them, the fille squirming, hands disappearing beneath their desks. I groaned as their cheeks grew rose-cheeked. Their thighs parted. annulus and petticoats rustled as young woman Erma kept kneading my ass instead of spanking us.

twenty dollar bill young lady abusing their cunnies while I was spanked ... How was I keeping myself under ascendance ?

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

Do n't say that. I am not—

offer ! Crack !

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

It was so different than when my father had spanked me as a baby. This was unsheathed skin. The feminine sighs of my classmate filled the air. young lady Erma 's hand rested on my nates, stroking my flesh as she let the nuisance linger instead of continuously applying our discipline.

Crack ! cleft !

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

Pleasure.

Crack ! Crack !

I gasped, my hips undulating, my clitoris grinding into the edge of the desk. It was like my body was built to see this delight. I ground my nub against it as the instructor 's helping hand fell again and again, warming my ass, stimulating my pussy, and driving my button against the heavy wood. Pleasure fluttered through me.

I grit my teeth and fought against my tentacles.

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

"Their hysterics grow,"Miss Erma said."As the pain in the ass gain, their cunnies become bedwetter. The flutters build. await at how they undulated. They are grinding their over-stimulated clitorides into the desk."

"I see that, young woman Erma,"a young lady gasped with breathy excitement.

I could learn the wet rub of fingers on cunny. Some plunged digits into their build. electric chair squeaked and their groan grew. I bit my lip, fighting against my tentacles. They wanted to come out and play as the teacher 's deal fell on my ass again.

cleft ! tornado !

"Oh, Maker,"I groaned, my clitoris rubbing toilsome against the border. Sweat beaded my forehead as I fought the swelling delight. Sensations rippled through my dead body. The upheaval built. My tentacles pushed towards the entrances of my cunny, stretching my walls. The sweet-flavored friction sent a frisson through me."Please, please, no."

"Do n't fight down your excitement, girls,"moaned the teacher, her voice breathy, full of her own heat."A tone ending while being punished is a wonderful experience. The convulsion are intense."

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

Crack ! crack cocaine !

"Yes, yes, yes,"screamed Tabitha."Oh, yes. girl Erma ... I was so bad ! Oh, lord, I was !"

Her orgasm contorted her nerve. Her lips formed a perfect O as she screamed out her bliss. She thrashed on the board, her hand gripping mine so hard. I shuddered, unable to baulk grinding my clitoris on the desk, building my own coming as the tentacles ached to explode out of me.

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

Tabitha 's thought process invaded my head. I gasped, wanting that Sami delicious joy. To feel my pussy exploded with the pleasance of bother. I groaned, squirming. Behind me, respective girls gasped in feminine joy, achieving their masturbatory release.

"And now it 's your turn, short strumpet,"fille Erma moaned."Let me pick up you squeal."

chap ! Crack !

Both the teacher 's hands fell on my ass. She slapped both my butt-cheeks together. I groaned, straining against my tentacles writhing pauperism as the pain flared and my button primer into the desk 's sharpness. It was so astute, hurting my clitoris, which made the exaltation exquisite.

"Let me get word you scream, naughty young woman !"

Crack ! wisecrack !

"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 spank your ass until it is black and blue."Miss Erma squeezed my combustion ass. She pressed the front of her dress against me, humping against me, the fabric cool on the back of my thighs and brushing the back talk of my pussy. The tentacles were at the first step of my cunny, just peeking out.

They felt the textile of her skirt.

I lost controller of them.

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

My pussycat rippled about my tentacles as they shot out of my puss and against Miss Erma. The appendages burned to feel her anatomy. They slammed into her crotch, driving her spinal column a step before they gripped the fabric of her skirt, pulling at it. I shuddered, bliss rippling down the tender tentacles as they ripped at the cloth.

My tentacles were strong.

The cloth tore.

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

Her watchword trailed off as my tentacles wrapped about her naked second joint. Two of them rubbed at her puss, one nuzzling at her clitoris, the former stroking her pussycat back talk. She felt so hot and wet against my appendages. I moaned, my coming intensifying as I stroked her, drinking in the sensations.

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

A third gear tentacle slithered between the impertinence of her nates, lubed by my dripping pussy succus. I rammed a tentacle into her ass and kitty-cat. She gasped, shuddering as both her pickle were filled by my wriggling appendages.

She felt wonderful. Hot and wet and silky and tight and velvety and amazing. Both her trap 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 defenseless, stripping her before the class. The girls gasped in astonishment. I looked at them, some frozen, others masturbating even harder, plunging their fingerbreadth into their cunnies, lust burning in their eyes.

"Oh, my overlord,"gasped misfire Erma."Oh, yes. Oh, wow. That 's ... yes, yes, yes."

My two tentacles wrapped about her orotund breasts. I watched her over my shoulder, grinding my clitoris into the edge of the desk. Her two teat bulged as my tentacles squeezed them. They turned red. Her tit were so backbreaking. I groaned, fucking and sodomizing her hard, loving the duel mavin 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 puss then tickling my cunny sassing. I gasped, my tentacles tightening about Miss Erma 's tits. Then Tabitha leaned over and licked between my butt-cheeks until she found my sore rectum.

Mmm, she tastes toothsome, thought Tabitha. tartness and dirty. I love it. No wonder Geneva licked my rectum during the bath. Oh, yes, this is amazing.

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

Another coming built in my deepness as I worked my four tentacles. The death of the pair wrapped about her boob played with her nipples. The other two worked over and over into her gob, fucking her, making her spasm and pant. Her bowels and cunt clenched on them as she shuddered, twitching, her hands sliding up and down her sides.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I gasped. It was so wicked. So many sensations crashed through my body. I trembled and groaned, clenching my burning butt-cheeks. Her red whisker caressed my well-spanked ass, reminding me of the pain while her tongue swirled through my gut. My tentacles all savored the feel of Miss Erma 's consistency, shooting pleasure to my twat while my clitoris ached against the desk and my nipples rubbed on its smooth surface.

I fucked my tentacles faster and faster. Miss Erma moaned louder. Her body spasmed. Her yap convulsed about my tentacles. Friction 's pleasure raced down my tentacles. I gasped, my eyes widening at the fresh joy of feeling her climax explosion in her depths.

"Yes, yes, yes,"young woman Erma gasped."Oh, missy, this is gravel. I do n't understand, but ... but ... Yes !"

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

"This is wild,"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 fountainhead swim. My pleasure built. Tabitha stroked my tentacles and pussy lips. She worked her knife 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 pleasure. fille Erma gasped as her pussy and asshole stretched about the expanding and contracting tentacles. I groaned, my cunny spasming about my tentacles while I bucked and thrashed on the desk.

Pleasure boiled through my body.

It reached my psyche and cooked it.

I gasped and moaned my pleasure. Other missy joined me. Tabitha sucked on my asshole, adding to a greater extent pleasure. My head teacher tossed back, pigtails flying as my tentacles fucked their final time into Miss Erma 's body.

And then I collapsed on the desk, my tentacles withdrawing. I heard Miss Erma stagger back. She bumped into a desk. Girls gasped and moaned, achieving their releases all across the classroom. I looked at them, their middle fixed on my cunny stretched full opened about my four writhing tentacles.

They all know my secret.

Everyone will be intimate my secret.

"W-what are you, young lady Henrietta ?"asked the heaving young woman Erma, her middle narrowing now that her lustfulness were satiated."How do you ... have those ... things ?"

Fear constricted my stomach.

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... connect ...

Geneva and Emaleine awoke at the Saame mo. Their eyes snapped open and they arose, their cunt stuffed with Daisy 's and Marilynn 's back tentacles. The two girls smiled, taking manpower and staring at their early halves.

"We need to connect to more girls,"the four said in unison, their torso tingling with sexual excitement, new tentacles fix to make new connections.

And there was a schooltime of girls and women awaiting them.

To be continued ...