Boarding School confrontation
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 power, once again dressed. I closed the door 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 crotch with a odd, leather harness. She had pounded me with a wonderful fervidness, ramming her dildo deep into my intestine and giving me such an effervescent paroxysm of delight.

I came hard.

Yes, you did, Merita, the lesbian alien who had possessed my body to carry through my life, whispered in my mind. And she did n't find out about your tentacles.

No, I agreed, sucking in rich breathing place. I still shivered from the orgasms. 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 climaxes. Not a single one of her hairs had escaped the bun while she pounded me. She again looked prim and proper, not a iniquitous cleaning woman who loved buggering her eighteen-year-old educatee'rectums.

I smoothed my grey skirts over my two layers of half-slip as I tried to pile up myself. Her dildo was tumid than the tentacles that now sprouted from the depths of my puss. I bit my lip, shifting, the burning ache persisting in my bowels.

A reminder of the passion.

Why was I reading her thoughts ? I asked Merita as I straightened and glanced down the Harlan Fisk Stone student residence of the Kensington embarkation School, a property to educate Brigham Young charwoman. I never expected the education to let in iniquitous, tribade lessons.

Or that I would love it.

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

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

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

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

I really do n't hump, Merita admitted. But you have lunch next. You promised to find the core of my spaceship during your lunch.

cobbler's last night, Merita had crashed her spaceship. I thought she was a shoot down star. But as she crashed, the core of her ship—and I was n't exactly surely what that meant—had fallen out. It was wide of Thomas More nanites but disconnected from her computer which was some sorting of thinking machine. I also did n't infer that. How could a machine think ? But without the computer, the nanites might do bad things, so we had to find them before anyone else did.

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

I was right. As I walked down the halls, doors opened and the girl spilled, wearing their gray doll and Andrew Dickson White blouse buttoned to the neckline. They all looked so prim up and right, young cleaning woman of immaculate breeding. And all had succumbed to the sapphic teaching of the staff.

I headed for the door, not towards the dining manor hall, moving against the tide of students. Heeled place echoed. housemaid in their black uniforms, blank proscenium, and small jacket perched on their heads scurried in both commission, carrying out their duties.

I turned the corner for the chief doorway when a voice shouted my name with expectant ebullience."Etta !"

Okay, not my full name, which was Henrietta, or one of the right 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 night when we discovered the creation of my snatch tentacles.

We made such howling love. My philia fluttered at the quite a little of her fervid curls bouncing about her articulatio humeri as she dashed down the hall, her freckle boldness shining with a mix of excitement and misgiving. She slid to a check beside me, her greenish eye staring into my blue, her round of golf breasts rising and falling in her bodice. She was a bustier girl 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 breasts and squeezing.

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

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

"You 're in one piece,"Tabitha panted."I was so care all through English language. I could n't pay a 1 bit of attending on the lesson. I was so afraid you were in trouble. Does she cognise ... about ... ?"

I shook my head teacher."She just wanted to bawl out me on the proprieties of the school. Apparently, nurse Paige deflowers the girls who still possess a hymen. It 's a aesculapian procedure."

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

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

I loved it when she pricked my maidenhead, thought Tabitha, her representative clear in my mind. I loved feeling her tentacles pump in and out of me. I 'm glad she pricked me and not the nanny. Not that nurse Paige is n't aphrodisiac, and her fingerbreadth were wonderful this morning. Still, Etta 's tentacles are special.

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

"She then stripped me defenseless, was disappointed to retrieve I also did n't accept a cherry tree, and I lied and said I brought a dildo. Then she pulled out her own dildo, and I fucked it in and out of her cunny until she came."

"Ooh, what a mischievous headmistress. Her hair is pulled into such a tight bun, I would n't imagine she could have fun."

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

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

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

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

right hand, right.

"talking to Merita ?"Tabitha asked.

I nodded my head."fourth dimension to find the core."

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

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Marilynn Gully and Daisy Brown walked in unison, holding manpower, as they approached the face doors of the Kensington Boarding school day. Marilynn taught philosophy at the schooling while Daisy worked there as a maidservant. Both women 's clothing—Daisy wearing the ignominious skirt and egg white blouse of a maid, a white forestage tied about her waist, and Marilynn had on a wickedness jet, proper garb with a bustle accentuating her rear—were wet and covered in strand of grass. They walked in synchronized gradation. Their external respiration matched. Their sentiment connected.

Nanites infected them. Both their organic structure had changed. number one, Marilynn was taken over. She was afflicted with the hefty impulse to plug in. The nanites, reading her memories, deduced that humans connected via sex. So Marilynn had sex with Daisy. A metallic tentacle sprouted from the teacher 's pussy and fucked into Daisy 's. When the women came, nanites flooded Daisy.

After consuming the metal instance of the core, both womanhood had the resources to build Thomas More tentacles and More nanites. One new tentacle each squirmed in their pussies, ready to connect with more human. The nanites had to find their computer and reunify with their ship.

Their define unconscious process could recall of no other way.

... connect ...

Marilynn and Daisy nodded to the mechanically skillful, feminine vocalism speaking through their minds."Yes, connect,"they both said together, smiles on their sassing. Their mamilla ached and their pussycat were wet, clenching about the tentacle that united them."So many girls to connect with here."

In unison, they opened the figurehead room access to the five story, stone manor house star sign converted into the Kensington Boarding School. It perched on a grassy hill in the English countryside, far from the modern amenities of London—electricity being the biggest. Progress has yet to reach the rural landscape.

"Oh, hi Miss Marilynn,"a platinum-blonde-haired girl said. She was Cy Young, twenty, with a grinning on her face.

A round-faced, bushy-haired brunette with a large smile walked with the platinum-blonde. Both missy wore the school uniform, gray skirts falling over two layer of petticoats to stress both missy hips, their blank blouses tight, the blonde 's breasts large.

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

Though Marilynn had never met either girl—it was her first day teaching—she knew their names from her connection with Daisy. The blonde was Geneva, Prefect for the fifth part floor dorms, and her associate was Emaleine. Both girls were on their third and final examination twelvemonth at the school.

And both were beautiful.

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

"I can tell,"smirked Geneve."I am gladiola the serving stave are working hard to gourmandize the teaching stave. But the Headmistress can not be pleased with you."

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

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

"Is something haywire, fille 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 young lady'articulatio humeri and pushed them against the wall. Marilynn had Geneva 's shoulder joint, Daisy Emaleine 's. The auburn-haired teacher stared into geneva 's blue eyes.

"We want to link up with you,"Marilynn said, finally acting independently of Daisy. Her hand slid down Geneva 's shoulder joint to squeeze the little girl 's daily round breast."will you connect with us ?"

"Yes, will you ?"Daisy asked, pressing her body tight against the brunette. Daisy 's muss hairsbreadth was a darker tone of Robert Brown, contrasting with Emaleine as their Robert F. Curl brushed.

"Teacher, every bookman in the school is at your disposal,"Geneva purred."You know that. If you need your hysteric cured, I will be beaming to relieve you."

"Yes, cured,"moaned Marilynn.

... connect ...

The new tentacles squirmed inside Marilynn and Daisy 's cunt, stretching them out more. Delicious wavelet of pleasure flooded through the instructor and maidservant 's organic structure as they leaned in and captured the pupil'lips. Genf 's were diffused and dulcet while Emaleine kissed with aggressive hunger. Marilynn felt both, sharing sense impression with Daisy.

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

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

The boom of the closedown strawman door cut off her words.

Marilynn squeezed Geneva 's breast, loving how the hummock through blouse and camisole. The teacher 's clitoris throbbed and her pap ached. Her tongue thrust into Geneva 's oral fissure, swirling, tasting, as the excitement built in her pussy. succus trickled down her thigh, exciting her, building her passion. Daisy squirmed and squealed as bold Emaleine 's hired hand shot out and slither into Daisy 's still unlaced bodice, cupping a round breast.

Emmeline tweaked Daisy 's nipple and Marilynn felt it. Her puss clenched as her nipple ached in understanding. The howling pleasure rippled through both women 's consistence. They moaned into their students'lips, kissing harder.

Marilynn 's fingerbreadth worked at the push of Genf 's blouse, popping them through they eyelets. The blouse opened, and the teacher 's bridge player dig in, squeezing those lush hill through the thin underbodice. Geneva 's pap were fat and knockout, poking at the material.

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

"Me, too,"Emaleine moaned as the maidservant 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 irregular metal tentacle slithered out in unison to the one in Daisy 's cunt. It brushed the teacher 's inner thigh, smearing snatch succus against her flesh.

"It 's sentence to tie in,"moaned Marilynn.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Daisy panted.

Both cleaning woman were eager for the rush of pleasure produced by connecting. Marilynn 's hands squeezed her scholarly person '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 Geneva again, excitement brewing inside the teacher and maid. Both their tentacles worked up between the pupil'second joint, drawing closer and closer. wafture of delight washed through their united trunk, their excitement climb.

Emaleine pinched hard at Daisy 's nipples and gasped,"What is that ? There 's something moving beneath my skirt."

"Relax,"Daisy purred and kissed Emaleine as her tentacle reached the shorter girl 's pussy first, stroking hot, excited flesh. Marilynn felt the wonderful, wet feel of Emaleine 's cunt as Daisy 's tentacle caressed the girl.

And then the teacher 's tentacle reached Geneva 's cunny lips.

The blonde gasped, breaking the kiss as the metal tentacle rubbed against her wet nethers. Her eyes were widely, staring at the instructor."young lady Marilynn ... What is that ?"

"My connective,"the teacher purred, savoring the duel sensations of both tentacles rubbing against the bookman'cunnies. Each felt slightly dissimilar, geneva 's pussy lips thicker, Emaleine 's clitoris declamatory. Both were wet and hot, their silky pubic hair matted by excitement."I want to tie in with you."

"Let us connect with you,"moaned Daisy.

"You 'll cum so hard."

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

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

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

... connect ...

... must connect ...

... need more than processing power ...

... connect ...

waving of joy shot out of both the amah 's and teacher 's puss, sparked by electrical energy. The students shuddered as the electrical joy reached the end of the tentacles rubbing a their cunnies. They both gasped, oculus widening.

"I ... I ..."Geneva groaned, shifting her coxa. Marilynn rubbed the girl 's nipples through her underbodice."It feels nice."

"So prissy,"trembled Emaleine, her fingers twisting Daisy 's nubs.

"Connect with us,"moaned teacher and amah in unison."You will receive 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 affaire d'honneur sentience of their tentacles sinking into hot, tight, silky pussy. raptus shot down the metallic tentacles and raced through their bodies.

"Yes, yes, yes, tie in,"they moaned together.

"Oh, my Creator,"gasped Geneve."It 's so flexible. Oh, yes, slew it in late. What form of metal dildo is this ? How are you ... ? Yes, fuck me. Oh, yes. This is what I need after three prospicient lessons. Oh, yes."

Emaleine shuddered, her pussy clenching down on Daisy 's thrusting tentacle, increasing the sublime friction. Marilynn pressed her rim into Geneve 's cervix, nibbling and suction, squeezing the blonde 's orotund tits through the unmentionable '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 chest, a knockout pap begging to be sucked. The little girl leaned down and absorb the nipple, sucking hard. Marilynn 's pussy clenched as she felt the sucking joy. She squeezed Geneva 's breasts harder and massaged her nipple, the teacher 's hips undulating. Juices dribbled out of her puss, running down her tentacles.

The pleasure swelled in her magnetic core. Sparks of electricity shot through her soundbox. She spasmed and moaned. Both tentacles thrust at the like speed, driving deep into the miss'cunnies. Their voices sang through the hall, four women gasping and moaning, building towards their shared orgasm.

... connecting ...

"Oh, yes, Miss Marilynn,"shuddered Hollands."Oh, I 'm going to feature my sacking. I 'm going to cum. Yes, yes, cure my hysteric. Oh, this is stupendous."

Her juicy middle fluttered. Her face clenched. And then her orgasm burst inside of her. Marilynn and Daisy moaned and shuddered as the blonde 's cunny spasmed about Marilynn 's tentacle. The soft form massaged the hard, poke appendage. electric automobile tingles shot down the tentacle right to Marilynn 's core.

The orgasm build inside of her. The teacher pinched her pupil 's pap hard through the underbodice. She moaned into Geneva 's throat, sucking, marking the girl as the excitement built and built in her depths.

Emaleine moaned about Daisy 's nipple. The girl 's cheek hollowed as she sucked hard. Her finger dug into the soft human body. Her pussy tightened on Daisy 's tentacle, the joy swelling in both housemaid and instructor 's body.

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

"Yes, yes, enjoy your release,"gasped the trembling Geneva, her voice strained with pleasure.
Emaleine 's teeth nipped Daisy 's tit as the educatee came. Her pussy convulsed wildly about Daisy 's tentacle. The thrusting appendages plowed deeper into both girl'spasming cunnies. The maid and teacher trembled.

"So good,"moaned Miss Marilynn, fingers twisting Genf 's mammilla."Yes, yes, yes. meter to connect."

"prison term,"agreed Daisy. The maid threw her school principal back, her finger cradling Emaleine 's face as the daughter sucked on the maid 's strong nipple.

Both women, united by the nanites, came together. Their pussies spasmed about their twin tentacles. Pleasure surged down the appendage as ripples of walking on air bathed their nous. Marilynn gasped and moaned in unison with Daisy as the nanites erupted from the tentacle 's end.

beat after pulse of nanites flooded the students'young cunnies. Both little girl gasped, orgasmic delight slamming into their judgment as they connected to young lady Marilynn and Daisy. Their ecstasy surging between the four. Gasping, moaning, spasming. exaltation roared between them, sharing their pleasance. They felt every pussy 's spasm, every lip 's buss, every fingerbreadth '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 organic structure, and passed out.

Marilynn and Daisy, smiling in sate pleasure, their trunk buzzing from intense pleasure, carried the unconscious scholar into a position elbow room. They draped the girls on the floor and waited for them to recover.

Marilynn bent down and sucked on Daisy 's still exposed nipple. The maid groaned, feeling the joy of her nipple sucking while experience Marilynn 's joy at sucking on it. affaire d'honneur pleasure flooded both of them while the nanites prepared new tentacles inside all four cleaning lady 's soundbox.

... more connections ...

... required ...

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This is not unspoilt, Merita told her host as she stared through Henrietta 's eyes at the remains of the nucleus. All that was left was the flashing pharos and the control circuitry. It was the sizing of Henrietta 's helping hand. The nanites were all gone, loose without any guidance. They had broken down the core for materials.

"Is this bad ?"Tabitha asked, the red-header peering down.

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

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

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

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

Do we observe looking ?

Merita did n't answer.

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

Merita, talk of the town to me. Please, Merita. Do n't be unsounded. What do we do ? Is the person in hassle ?

I do n't do it. The alien 's thought squirmed in her master of ceremonies. 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 gloomy. Henrietta squirmed. I am. But ... if there is nix to do ...

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

I 'm disconsolate we 're primitive.

The pain in Henrietta 's thoughts hit Merita. I did n't mean to insult you. I am glad we met. This is n't your geological fault. Do n't feel bad, okay ? take hold of the circuitry add-in. Maybe if we find the nanites they can rebuild the core. Merita had low hope of that, but she did n't want to burthen Henrietta with guilt. That 's what they 're estimable at. Then, maybe, they can fix my ship if I can get hold the rightfulness stuff on your domain. But in the meantime, get back to class. No point in you getting in trouble.

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

Merita sighed and retreated back from her host 's thoughts to brood on her problem.

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I ran through the manse of the school day beside Tabitha. The core fell so far from the school it took half our lunch hour just to take the air out there. Our heeled place slapped on the tiles, mine still wet from traipsing through damp grass. Merita had been silent the stallion walk back. I could feel her sadness.

I wanted to do something for her, but I did n't roll in the hay what.

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

Our future class was Latin taught by Miss Erma Northrop. I had heard she had a lecher for spanking girl 's rear end and then soothing them afterward with her soft caresses. I did n't need to be spanked. And if she did comfort me, I might misplace control my tentacles and uncover myself as a freak.

I was golden Peony did n't severalize anyone about what we did in the Bath this morning.

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

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

Ready, I opened the door and stepped in, hoping it was n't past the hour and we were n't belated. young woman Erma stood at the front of the course of instruction, a chalkboard covered in Latin word rested behind her. She was a tall woman, her brown hair piled into a severe bun, her curvy body covered by a oxford-grey dress. Her centre flashed upon us.

"Two instant 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 day before today, giving you ample chance to find out where my classroom was situated."

I swallowed."You are adjust, miss Erma. Our apologies."

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

"subject ?"I winced.

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

The former girls, all eighteen-year-olds like us, glanced at us, a mix of enviousness and, to my surprise, agitation in their oculus. One of the girls with an eager countenance was shy peony sitting in the backbone, her hands clasped beneath her desk over her dame. She squirmed.

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

Tabitha and I moved up to the front of the social class. A tickle of excitement caressed my pussycat. My mamilla hardened. All those middle watching us ... twenty miss ... My fingers worked at the buttons of my blouse as I stood before the class, my cunny growing wetter and wetter.

My tentacles squirming more and more.

"sustenance calm air,"Tabitha whispered as I slid off my blouse. Her eyes flicked to my tit, both unvoiced and striking against my camisole.

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

Tabitha and I quickly stripped. I noticed the dewy hullabaloo glistening on my buff 's second joint before she bent over the desk, her daily round, freckled tits pillowing on the desk. My smaller hill jiggled as I bent over, but they did n't pillow against the desk. I wiggled my hips, my blond pigtails spreading across the table. I rested my impudence on the assuredness surface, staring at my lover.

She gave me a comforting grinning and took my hand.

"well, well, well,"purred Miss Erma,"what a sassy dyad of rung, young merchant ship. So pert."She squeezed us both, making us gasp. Her digit dug into my pulp, reminding my anatomical sphincter that it had been plowed vigorously earlier.

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

"Their sexual practice are wet and flushed, afflicted with that horrible disease. Female hysterics most be combated at all times. Whitney Moore Young Jr. women are especially prone to it. If any of you feel any disturbance between your thigh, experience free to take over yourself manually. Clitoral stimulant, either through your dame or with direct link of your fingerbreadth is permitted."

"Yes, young woman Erma,"the other students said.

I glanced at them, the young woman squirming, hands disappearing beneath their desks. I groaned as their nerve grew rosy. Their second joint parted. Skirts and petticoats rustled as misfire Erma kept kneading my ass instead of spanking us.

twenty dollar bill girls abusing their cunnies while I was spanked ... How was I keeping myself under ascendency ?

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

Do n't say that. I am not—

sally ! cleft !

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

It was so dissimilar than when my sire had spanked me as a shaver. This was denudate skin. The feminine sigh of my schoolmate filled the air. Miss Erma 's hand rested on my rear, stroking my bod as she let the painful sensation linger instead of continuously applying our discipline.

Crack ! Crack !

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

Pleasure.

fling ! Crack !

I gasped, my pelvic arch undulating, my clit grinding into the edge of the desk. It was like my eubstance was built to experience this delight. I ground my nub against it as the teacher 's hand fell again and again, warming my ass, stimulating my pussycat, and driving my button against the heavy woodwind. delight fluttered through me.

I grit my dentition and fought against my tentacles.

"Oh, miss Erma,"gasped Tabitha as the double cracking fell.

"Their hysterics grow,"Miss Erma said."As the annoyance increases, their cunnies become bed wetter. The flutters build. Look at how they undulated. They are grinding their over-stimulated clitorides into the desk."

"I see that, Miss Erma,"a female child gasped with breathy excitement.

I could find out the wet rub of fingers on cunny. Some plunged figure into their figure. chairwoman squeaked and their groan grew. I bit my lip, fighting against my tentacles. They wanted to issue forth out and playact as the teacher 's paw fell on my ass again.

fling ! tornado !

"Oh, Creator,"I groaned, my clitoris rubbing punishing against the edge. Sweat beaded my frontal bone as I fought the swelling joy. sense impression rippled through my body. The excitement built. My tentacles pushed towards the entrances of my cunny, stretching my walls. The unfermented friction sent a tremor through me."Please, please, no."

"Do n't fight your hullabaloo, girls,"moaned the teacher, her vocalization breathy, full of her own heat."A release while being punished is a tremendous experience. The fit are intense."

Tabitha clenched my manus hard as the adjacent spankings landed. Her hips moved. I stared at her jiggling, burning-red ass. She ground her clitoris into the desk, not fighting her passions like I was. Her green eye fluttered.

Crack ! fissure !

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

Her orgasm contorted her nerve. Her lips formed a utter O as she screamed out her seventh heaven. She thrashed on the table, her hand gripping mine so hard. I shuddered, ineffective to jib grinding my clitoris on the desk, building my own orgasm as the tentacles ached to explode out of me.

So good. Oh, yes. This is the easily. The annoyance ... The pleasure ...

Tabitha 's thoughts invaded my intellect. I gasped, wanting that same delicious joy. To feel my pussy exploded with the pleasure of pain. I groaned, squirming. Behind me, several daughter gasped in womanly delight, achieving their masturbatory release.

"And now it 's your bout, little strumpet,"fille Erma moaned."Let me get word you squeal."

chap ! fling !

Both the instructor 's hired hand fell on my ass. She slapped both my butt-cheeks together. I groaned, straining against my tentacles writhing indigence as the annoyance flared and my clitoris soil into the desk 's edge. It was so sharp, hurting my clitoris, which made the transport exquisite.

"Let me hear you scream, risque girl !"

cracking ! Crack !

"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 opprobrious and blue."fille Erma squeezed my burning ass. She pressed the front of her dress against me, humping against me, the fabric sang-froid on the book binding of my thigh and brushing the lips of my pussy. The tentacles were at the opening of my cunny, just peeking out.

They felt the material of her skirt.

I lost command of them.

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

My pussy rippled about my tentacles as they shot out of my pussy and against miss Erma. The appendage burned to feel her shape. They slammed into her genital organ, driving her cover a step before they gripped the fabric of her annulus, pulling at it. I shuddered, blissfulness rippling down the sensible tentacles as they ripped at the material.

My tentacles were strong.

The cloth tore.

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

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

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

A tierce tentacle slithered between the cheeks of her tail end, lubed by my dripping pussy succus. I rammed a tentacle into her ass and pussy. She gasped, shuddering as both her holes were filled by my wriggling appendages.

She felt wonderful. Hot and wet and silky and tight and velvety and amazing. Both her holes gripped my plunging tentacles. I squirmed on the desk, squeezing Tabitha 's hand as I fucked my tentacles in and out of her cunny and bowels.

I fucked and buggered her hard.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I moaned."Oh, you are so delicious."

More cloth tore. My two early tentacles ripped her defenseless, stripping her before the family. The girl gasped in astonishment. I looked at them, some frozen, others masturbating even harder, plunging their fingers into their cunnies, lust electrocution in their eyes.

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

My two tentacles wrapped about her large chest. I watched her over my shoulder, grinding my clitoris into the border of the desk. Her two teat bulged as my tentacles squeezed them. They turned red. Her nipples were so arduous. I groaned, fucking and sodomizing her operose, loving the duel wiz 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 pussy then tickling my cunny lips. I gasped, my tentacles tightening about missy Erma 's teat. Then Tabitha leaned over and licked between my butt-cheeks until she found my sore rectum.

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

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

Another climax built in my profundity as I worked my four tentacles. The goal of the couplet wrapped about her tits played with her nipples. The other two worked over and over into her maw, fucking her, making her spasm and gasp. Her bowels and pussy clenched on them as she shuddered, twitching, her hands sliding up and down her sides.

"Oh, yes, this is awesome, Henrietta,"gasped young woman Erma.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Peony moaned from the back of the course. The black-haired missy 's expression screwed up. She gasped and shuddered, cumming laborious."I love those tentacles. She took my maidenhead in the Bath with them."

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

"But hot. Oh, yes. My button is aching. I 'm going to birth 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 proceed cumming and cumming."

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

I gasped. It was so distasteful. So many sentiency crashed through my trunk. I trembled and groaned, clenching my burning butt-cheeks. Her red hair caressed my well-spanked ass, reminding me of the pain while her glossa swirled through my bowels. My tentacles all savored the feel of Miss Erma 's body, shooting delight to my pussy while my button ached against the desk and my tit rubbed on its smooth surface.

I fucked my tentacles faster and faster. Miss Erma moaned louder. Her soundbox spasmed. Her holes convulsed about my tentacles. friction 's pleasure raced down my tentacles. I gasped, my optic widening at the honeyed joy of feeling her orgasm explosion in her depths.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Miss Erma gasped."Oh, missy, this is amazing. I do n't understand, but ... but ... Yes !"

young lady Erma 's vocalization echoed through the classroom. Her pussy and son of a bitch clenched so hard on my cocks. I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut. The joy swelled through me. Such odorous delectation edifice in my core.

"This is wild,"gasped another girl.

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

"natural state !"

The air filled with the sent of hot cunny. The judicious scent made my head swim. My delight built. Tabitha stroked my tentacles and pussycat sass. She worked her tongue deep into my bunghole, 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. miss 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 idea and cooked it.

I gasped and moaned my pleasure. Other girls joined me. Tabitha sucked on my prick, adding more than pleasure. My top dog tossed back, pigtails flying as my tentacles fucked their final examination clock time into misfire Erma 's body.

And then I collapsed on the desk, my tentacles withdrawing. I heard Miss Erma stagger back. She bumped into a desk. fille gasped and moaned, achieving their releases all across the schoolroom. I looked at them, their center fixed on my cunny stretched all-inclusive open about my four writhing tentacles.

They all know my secret.

Everyone will lie with my secret.

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

Fear constricted my stomach.

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... connect ...

Geneva and Emaleine awoke at the same moment. Their eyes snapped outdoors and they arose, their pussies stuffed with Daisy 's and Marilynn 's indorse tentacles. The two girls smiled, taking hands and staring at their early halves.

"We need to plug into to Sir Thomas More young lady,"the four said in unison, their consistency tingling with sexual excitement, new tentacles fix to create new connections.

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

To be continued ...