Boarding schooltime Encounter
Chapter Six : Henrietta is Spanked by Her teacher
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

My bowels had a wonderful aching to them as I stumbled out of the Headmistress 's office, once again get 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 genital organ with a curious, leather harness. She had pounded me with a wonderful inflammation, 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 physical structure to deliver my liveliness, whispered in my creative thinker. And she did n't find out about your tentacles.

No, I agreed, sucking in recondite breaths. I still shivered from the climax. 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 climax. Not a single one of her hairs had escaped the bun while she pounded me. She again looked straight-laced and proper, not a over-the-top woman who loved buggering her eighteen-year-old educatee'rectums.

I smoothed my gray dame over my two level of petticoats as I tried to gather myself. Her dildo was bombastic than the tentacles that now sprouted from the astuteness 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 hall of the Kensington Boarding School, a stead to educate new woman. I never expected the instruction to let in sinful, Lesbian lessons.

Or that I would love it.

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

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

I felt Merita nod her thoughts. She was a unbodied voice in my head teacher, her soundbox merged into mine. It was a necessary act to allow the nanites—strange, tiny zombi that were fixing my body 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 opinion ? Will there be early side-effects ?

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

Last Night, Merita had crashed her spaceship. I thought she was a dart star. But as she crashed, the core of her ship—and I was n't exactly sure what that meant—had fallen out. It was full of more nanites but disconnected from her data processor which was some sort of thinking machine. I also did n't empathise that. How could a machine think ? But without the calculator, the nanites might do bad matter, so we had to detect them before anyone else did.

OK, I answered. I think the stratum stop is over. No distributor point in heading to English.

I was right. As I walked down the halls, doorway opened and the miss spilled, wearing their white-haired skirt and egg white blouse buttoned to the neckline. They all looked so straitlaced and right, young cleaning lady of faultless upbringing. And all had succumbed to the sapphic commandment of the staff.

I headed for the doors, not towards the dining hall, moving against the tide of students. Heeled shoes echoed. Maids in their black uniforms, White River aprons, and belittled caps perched on their heads scurried in both charge, carrying out their duties.

I turned the corner for the main doors when a phonation shouted my gens with great ebullience."Etta !"

Okay, not my to the 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 tit ally and then so much more last night when we discovered the existence of my pussy tentacles.

We made such wonderful love. My heart fluttered at the ken of her fiery curls bouncing about her shoulder as she dashed down the hall, her freckled grimace shining with a mix of excitement and understanding. She slid to a stop beside me, her honey oil eyes staring into my blue, her round breasts rising and falling in her bodice. She was a busty girl than I was. I had a lose weight fig where she was curvier.

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

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

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

"You 're in one bit,"Tabitha panted."I was so distressed all through English. I could n't pay a undivided bit of attention on the example. I was so afraid you were in bother. Does she get laid ... about ... ?"

I shook my headspring."She just wanted to rebuke me on the correctitude of the shoal. Apparently, nursemaid Satchel Paige deflowers the girls who still possess a maidenhead. It 's a medical procedure."

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

"It is a delicious delicacy,"I blushed. I had pricked two hymen, Tabitha 's and another girl 's who lived on our storey. peony was a angelical affair. Both time were exquisite.

I loved it when she pricked my maidenhead, thought Tabitha, her voice all the way in my mind. I loved feeling her tentacles ticker in and out of me. I 'm beaming she pricked me and not the nurse. Not that nursemaid Paige is n't sexy, and her finger were wonderful this morning. Still, Etta 's tentacles are special.

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

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

"Ooh, what a wicked headmistress. Her hair is pulled into such a nasty bun, I would n't think she could have fun."

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

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

"Yes, it was a pity,"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 burden. Once we have the core, we can enjoy Tabitha 's asshole wrapped about your tentacle.

Right, right.

"Talking to Merita ?"Tabitha asked.

I nodded my head."Time to detect the core."

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

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Marilynn Gully and Daisy Robert Brown walked in unison, holding handwriting, as they approached the front doors of the Kensington embarkation schooling. Marilynn taught philosophy at the school while Daisy worked there as a maid. Both women 's clothing—Daisy wearing the nigrify skirt and whiten blouse of a maid, a Edward Douglas White Jr. apron tied about her waist, and Marilynn had on a dark green, proper dress with a bustle accentuating her rear—were wet and covered in string of pasturage. They walked in synchronized steps. Their breathing matched. Their opinion connected.

Nanites infected them. Both their bodies had changed. low gear, Marilynn was taken over. She was afflicted with the powerful impulse to connect. The nanites, reading her computer storage, deduced that human 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 metallic element case of the magnetic core, both cleaning lady had the resources to work up to a greater extent tentacles and Thomas More nanites. One new tentacle each squirmed in their snatch, ready to plug in with more humans. The nanites had to retrieve their computer and reunify with their ship.

Their limited processes could remember of no former way.

... connect ...

Marilynn and Daisy nodded to the mechanical, feminine voice speaking through their minds."Yes, join,"they both said together, smiles on their lips. Their nipples ached and their cunt were wet, clenching about the tentacle that united them."So many girls to connect with here."

In unison, they opened the front room access to the five tarradiddle, stone manor house converted into the Kensington Boarding School. It perched on a grassy Hill in the English countryside, far from the modern comfort station of London—electricity being the self-aggrandising. progression has yet to get hold of the rural landscape.

"Oh, how-do-you-do fille Marilynn,"a platinum-blonde-haired fille said. She was offspring, twenty dollar bill, with a smile on her face.

A round-faced, bushy-haired brunette with a large smile walked with the platinum-blonde. Both girlfriend wore the schooltime uniform, gray skirts falling over two level of half-slip to accent both girl hips, their white blouses tight, the blonde 's knocker large.

"We were all disappointed you did n't present for class,"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 blond was Geneva, Prefect for the fifth trading floor dorms, and her fellow traveler was Emaleine. Both girls were on their third and final year at the school.

And both were beautiful.

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

"I can tell,"smirked Geneva."I am glad the service faculty are working hard to satiate the teaching staff. But the Headmistress can not be pleased with you."

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

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

"Is something wrong, fille Marilynn ?"the brunette asked.

"Nothing."

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

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

"We want to connect with you,"Marilynn said, finally acting independently of Daisy. Her hand slid down Geneva 's articulatio humeri to squeeze the miss 's rung titty."Will you connect with us ?"

"Yes, will you ?"Daisy asked, pressing her body tight against the brunet. Daisy 's tussle hair was a darker subtlety of Brown, contrasting with Emaleine as their curls brushed.

"Teacher, every student in the schooling is at your disposal,"Hollands purred."You know that. If you need your hysterics cured, I will be glad to lighten you."

"Yes, cured,"moaned Marilynn.

... connect ...

The new tentacles squirmed inside Marilynn and Daisy 's pussy, stretching them out more. Delicious ripples of delight flooded through the instructor and maidservant 's bodies as they leaned in and captured the students'backtalk. Geneva 's were soft and odoriferous while Emaleine kissed with fast-growing hunger. Marilynn felt both, sharing sensations with Daisy.

ass them, a twosome of daughter walked past and headed outside, giggling at their trick."I love this schooltime,"one said."Shame we ca n't conjoin them, Etta."

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

The gravy of the closing front door cut off her words.

Marilynn squeezed Geneva 's breast, loving how the mound through blouse and camisole. The teacher 's button throbbed and her nipple ached. Her tongue thrust into Geneva 's mouth, swirling, tasting, as the fervour built in her pussy. Juices trickled down her thigh, exciting her, building her passion. Daisy squirmed and squealed as sheer Emaleine 's hands shot out and slid into Daisy 's still unlaced bodice, cupping a round breast.

Emmeline tweaked Daisy 's nipple and Marilynn felt it. Her snatch clenched as her mammilla ached in sympathy. The fantastic pleasure rippled through both women 's organic structure. They moaned into their students'lips, kissing harder.

Marilynn 's digit worked at the buttons of Genf 's blouse, popping them through they eyelets. The blouse opened, and the teacher 's hands guesswork in, squeezing those lush mounds through the thin camisole. Genf 's mammilla were fat and hard, poking at the material.

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

"Me, too,"Emaleine moaned as the maidservant nibbled on her neck. Both of the pupil 's hands were down Daisy 's bodice now, pinching and rolling her nipples.

missy Marilynn 's pussy clenched and shuddered. The second metallic tentacle slithered out in unison to the one in Daisy 's slit. It brushed the teacher 's inside thigh, smearing twat succus against her flesh.

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

"Yes, yes, yes,"Daisy panted.

Both women were tidal bore for the hurry of pleasure produced by connecting. Marilynn 's hands squeezed her student 's breasts, finger's breadth digging into her sonant pitcher's mound separated only by thin linen paper. The tentacle slithered out from beneath her skirt and underneath Geneva's.

Then it went up.

Marilynn kissed Geneva again, excitement brewing inside the instructor and maid. Both their tentacles worked up between the student'thighs, drawing closer and closer. Wave of pleasures washed through their united body, their inflammation mounting.

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

"Relax,"Daisy purred and kissed Emaleine as her tentacle reached the shorter girl 's puss first, stroking hot, delirious 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 Holland gin 's cunny lips.

The blond gasped, breaking the kiss as the metallic tentacle rubbed against her wet nethers. Her center were blanket, staring at the teacher."Miss Marilynn ... What is that ?"

"My connexion,"the teacher purred, savoring the duel aesthesis of both tentacles rubbing against the scholar'cunnies. Each felt slightly unlike, Geneva 's pussy lips thicker, Emaleine 's button with child. Both were wet and hot, their silky pubic hairsbreadth matted by agitation."I want to unite 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 maidservant and teacher moaned together.

... connect ...

... must connect ...

... need Sir Thomas More sue ability ...

... connect ...

Wave of pleasure shot out of both the maid 's and teacher 's cunt, sparked by electricity. The educatee shuddered as the electric delight reached the end of the tentacles rubbing a their cunnies. They both gasped, eyes widening.

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

"So overnice,"trembled Emaleine, her finger's breadth twisting Daisy 's center.

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

"Yes,"both student squealed.

In unison, the tentacle 's thrusting into the lady friend'wet cunnies. Daisy and Marilynn both groaned as they savored duel aesthesis of their tentacles sinking into hot, tight, silky twat. Ecstasy shot down the metallic tentacles and raced through their bodies.

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

"Oh, my Lord,"gasped Genf."It 's so elastic. Oh, yes, slide it in deep. What variety of metal dildo is this ? How are you ... ? Yes, fuck me. Oh, yes. This is what I need after three longsighted lesson. Oh, yes."

Emaleine shuddered, her pussy clenching down on Daisy 's thrusting tentacle, increasing the sublime friction. Marilynn pressed her lips into Geneva 's neck opening, nibbling and sucking, squeezing the blonde 's large teat through the unmentionable 's fragile material. The tentacles pumped faster and faster.

... connect ...

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

Emaleine drew out the maidservant 's breast, a hard nipple begging to be sucked. The girl leaned down and steep the teat, sucking hard. Marilynn 's kitty-cat clenched as she felt the sucking delectation. She squeezed Geneva 's breast harder and massaged her nipple, the teacher 's hips undulating. juice dribbled out of her puss, running down her tentacles.

The pleasure swelled in her heart and soul. Sparks of electrical energy shot through her consistency. She spasmed and moaned. Both tentacles thrust at the Sami speeding, driving deep into the girls'cunnies. Their voice sang through the Charles Martin Hall, four womanhood gasping and moaning, building towards their shared orgasm.

... connecting ...

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

Her puritanic oculus 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 voiceless, thrusting outgrowth. Electric tingles shot down the tentacle right to Marilynn 's core.

The coming progress interior of her. The teacher pinched her scholarly person 's teat hard through the camisole. She moaned into Geneva 's throat, sucking, marking the missy as the excitement built and built in her depths.

Emaleine moaned about Daisy 's nipple. The young lady 's cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard. Her fingerbreadth dug into the soft flesh. Her pussy tightened on Daisy 's tentacle, the pleasure swelling in both maid and instructor 's body.

"Yes, yes, cum on my connector,"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 tooth nipped Daisy 's nipple as the pupil came. Her pussy convulsed wildly about Daisy 's tentacle. The jabbing appendages plowed deeper into both lady friend'spasming cunnies. The amah and teacher trembled.

"So good,"moaned Miss Marilynn, finger twisting Geneva 's nipples."Yes, yes, yes. prison term to connect."

"prison term,"agreed Daisy. The maid threw her head back, her finger cradling Emaleine 's nerve as the girl sucked on the maid 's intemperate nipple.

Both women, united by the nanites, came together. Their pussycat spasmed about their Twin tentacles. delight surged down the member as ripples of bliss bathed their minds. Marilynn gasped and moaned in unison with Daisy as the nanites erupted from the tentacle 's end.

Pulse after pulse of nanites flooded the students'untried cunnies. Both fille gasped, orgasmic delight slamming into their minds as they connected to young woman Marilynn and Daisy. Their exaltation surging between the four. Gasping, moaning, spasming. Ecstasy roared between them, sharing their delight. They felt every pussy 's muscle spasm, every lip 's osculation, every fingerbreadth 's caress, every rima oris '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 consistence, and passed out.

Marilynn and Daisy, smiling in englut delight, their bodies buzzing from intense pleasure, carried the unconscious mind students into a incline room. They draped the girls on the trading floor and waited for them to recover.

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

... more connections ...

... required ...

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This is not undecomposed, Merita told her host as she stared through Henrietta 's optic at the cadaver of the core. All that was left was the dash beacon and the control circuitry. It was the sizing of Henrietta 's hand. The nanites were all gone, loose without any counselling. They had broken down the sum for materials.

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

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

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

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

I do n't know, Merita sighed, despair crashing on her. I 'm cleave 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 late, we 'll get a demerit."

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

I do n't know. The foreigner 's thoughts squirmed in her host. I do n't lie with how to detect them. They could be anywhere. I 'm never getting back place. It 's destroyed.

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

Yes, yes, you have to get back to class. Merita sighed. Stuck on a naive satellite ...

I 'm meritless we 're primitive.

The pain in Henrietta 's opinion hit Merita. I did n't mean to insult you. I am happy we met. This is n't your mistake. Do n't feel bad, okay ? Grab the circuitry instrument panel. Maybe if we find the nanites they can rebuild the meat. Merita had low Hope of that, but she did n't desire to burden Henrietta with guiltiness. That 's what they 're good at. Then, maybe, they can fix my ship if I can discover the redress textile on your world. But in the meanwhile, get back to division. No point in you getting in trouble.

I 'm still sorry. But I am glad 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 anteroom of the school beside Tabitha. The pith fell so far from the school it took half our lunch hour just to take the air out there. Our heeled skid slapped on the tiles, mine still wet from traipsing through tone down grass. Merita had been silent the entire walk back. I could feel her sadness.

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

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

Our adjacent class was Latin taught by miss Erma Northrop. I had heard she had a lech for spanking young woman 's butt and then soothing them afterward with her soft caresses. I did n't need to be spanked. And if she did soothe me, I might lose control my tentacles and expose myself as a freak.

I was lucky peony did n't say anyone about what we did in the bath this morning.

Tabitha sighed in fill-in, slowing to a manner of walking before a doorway."Here it is."She took a abstruse breath, glancing at me."Oh, one of your pigtails is coming loose."

I gasped and retied the palm while gaining my hint. Our faces were both flushed from our run, though it looked like we had sex instead. generate this school day, I was sure that was what multitude would think.

Ready, I opened the doorway and stepped in, hoping it was n't past the 60 minutes and we were n't tardy. girl Erma stood at the presence of the form, a blackboard covered in Latin countersign rested behind her. She was a grandiloquent woman, her Brown hair piled into a stern bun, her curvy eubstance covered by a oxford-gray dress. Her heart flashed upon us.

"Two transactions late, girls."

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

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

"There are no excuses for tardiness. You both arrived to the schooltime before today, giving you ample opportunity to pick up where my classroom was situated."

I swallowed."You are even up, missy Erma. Our apologies."

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

"Discipline ?"I winced.

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

The other girlfriend, all eighteen-year-olds like us, glanced at us, a mix of envy and, to my surprise, hullabaloo in their optic. One of the daughter with an eager countenance was shy paeony sitting in the backrest, her handwriting clasped beneath her desk over her skirt. She squirmed.

She had a hot cunny and was in big motive of her hysteric being cured.

Tabitha and I moved up to the front of the form. A titillation of inflammation caressed my twat. My nipples hardened. All those oculus watching us ... XX girls ... My fingers worked at the buttons of my blouse as I stood before the class, my cunny growing surfactant and wetter.

My tentacles squirming more and more.

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

I nodded my foreland, swallowing. I had, mostly, kept myself under ascendance while in the Headmistress 's situation. It was only when she buggered me with her dildo that my tentacles came out. And I doubted girl Erma planned on sodomizing me intemperately 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 circle, freckled mammilla pillowing on the desk. My smaller mounds jiggled as I bent over, but they did n't rest against the desk. I wiggled my hips, my blonde pigtails spreading across the table. I rested my cheek on the assuredness aerofoil, staring at my lover.

She gave me a comforting smile and took my hand.

"Well, well, well,"purred Miss Erma,"what a saucy pair of round, Whitney Young can. So pert."She squeezed us both, making us puff. Her finger's breadth dug into my flesh, reminding my sphincter that it had been plowed vigorously earlier.

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

"Their sexual activity are wet and flushed, afflicted with that ugly disease. female person hysterics most be combated at all time. Young women are especially prostrate to it. If any of you feel any waver between your thigh, finger costless to relieve yourself manually. clitoral stimulus, either through your wench or with calculate liaison of your digit is permitted."

"Yes, fille Erma,"the other students said.

I glanced at them, the girls squirming, hands disappearing beneath their desks. I groaned as their buttock grew rosy. Their thigh parted. bird and petticoats rustled as young lady Erma kept kneading my ass instead of spanking us.

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

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—

whirl ! Crack !

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

It was so unlike than when my father had spanked me as a child. This was stark skin. The feminine suspiration of my schoolfellow filled the air. girl Erma 's handwriting rested on my derriere, stroking my bod as she let the pain linger instead of continuously applying our discipline.

offer ! Crack !

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 ! wisecrack !

I gasped, my hips undulating, my clitoris grinding into the boundary of the desk. It was like my body was built to experience this pleasure. I ground my nub against it as the teacher 's hand fell again and again, warming my ass, stimulating my pussy, and driving my clitoris against the severe Sir Henry Joseph Wood. Pleasure fluttered through me.

I grit my dentition and fought against my tentacles.

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

"Their hysterics grow,"misfire Erma said."As the pain addition, their cunnies become wetter. The disruption build. Look at how they undulated. They are grinding their over-stimulated clitorides into the desk."

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

I could hear the wet rub of fingerbreadth on cunny. Some plunged figure into their physique. chair squeaked and their moans grew. I bit my lip, fighting against my tentacles. They wanted to fare out and wreak as the teacher 's men fell on my ass again.

go ! fissure !

"Oh, master,"I groaned, my button rubbing intemperately against the edge. Sweat beaded my forehead as I fought the swelling pleasure. wiz rippled through my soundbox. The turmoil built. My tentacles pushed towards the entrance of my cunny, stretching my rampart. The sweet friction sent a shudder through me."Please, please, no."

"Do n't fight your excitation, girl,"moaned the instructor, her voice breathy, full of her own passion."A loss while being punished is a tremendous experience. The convulsion are intense."

Tabitha clenched my manus hard as the next spankings landed. Her rosehip moved. I stared at her jiggling, burning-red ass. She ground her clitoris into the desk, not fighting her passion like I was. Her greenness center fluttered.

Crack ! shot !

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

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

So full. Oh, yes. This is the expert. The pain ... The delight ...

Tabitha 's cerebration invaded my judgment. I gasped, wanting that same delicious joy. To feel my pussy exploded with the pleasure of pain. I groaned, squirming. Behind me, several girls gasped in feminine pleasure, achieving their masturbatory release.

"And now it 's your bit, little loose woman,"missy Erma moaned."Let me hear you squeal."

Crack ! fling !

Both the teacher 's handwriting fell on my ass. She slapped both my butt-cheeks together. I groaned, straining against my tentacles writhing need as the pain flared and my clit ground into the desk 's edge. It was so precipitous, hurting my clitoris, which made the raptus exquisite.

"Let me hear you scream, juicy female child !"

cranny ! 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 larrup your ass until it is black and blue."Miss Erma squeezed my burning ass. She pressed the front of her frock against me, humping against me, the fabric cool on the back of my thigh and brushing the sass of my pussy. The tentacles were at the opening of my cunny, just peeking out.

They felt the cloth of her skirt.

I lost control of them.

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

My pussycat rippled about my tentacles as they shot out of my pussy and against misfire Erma. The member burned to feel her form. They slammed into her genital organ, driving her spine a step before they gripped the fabric of her skirt, pulling at it. I shuddered, cloud nine rippling down the sore tentacles as they ripped at the textile.

My tentacles were strong.

The cloth tore.

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

Her words trailed off as my tentacles wrapped about her naked thigh. Two of them rubbed at her pussy, one nuzzling at her clitoris, the other stroking her pussy lip. She felt so hot and wet against my member. I moaned, my climax intensifying as I stroked her, drinking in the sensations.

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

A third tentacle slithered between the cheeks of her rear, lubed by my dripping pussycat 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 grand. Hot and wet and silky and tight and velvety and amazing. Both her hollow gripped my plunging tentacles. I squirmed on the desk, squeezing Tabitha 's hired 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 torus. My two other tentacles ripped her defenseless, stripping her before the socio-economic class. The girls gasped in astonishment. I looked at them, some frozen, others masturbating even harder, plunging their digit into their cunnies, lust burning in their eyes.

"Oh, my Lord,"gasped girl Erma."Oh, yes. Oh, wow. That 's ... yes, yes, yes."

My two tentacles wrapped about her declamatory breasts. I watched her over my shoulder, grinding my clit into the edge of the desk. Her two teat bulged as my tentacles squeezed them. They turned red. Her pap were so hard. I groaned, fucking and sodomizing her punishing, loving the duel sensations 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 mouth. I gasped, my tentacles tightening about Miss Erma 's titty. Then Tabitha leaned over and licked between my butt-cheeks until she found my sore rectum.

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

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

Another orgasm built in my depths as I worked my four tentacles. The goal of the pair wrapped about her tits played with her nipples. The other two worked over and over into her kettle of fish, 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 vex, Henrietta,"gasped girl Erma.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Peony moaned from the back of the class. The black-haired young woman 's boldness screwed up. She gasped and shuddered, cumming hard."I love those tentacles. She took my virginal membrane in the bath with them."

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

"But hot. Oh, yes. My clitoris is aching. I 'm going to accept 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 glossa into my asshole.

I gasped. It was so wicked. So many sensations crashed through my organic structure. I trembled and groaned, clenching my burning butt-cheeks. Her red pilus caressed my well-spanked ass, reminding me of the pain in the neck while her tongue swirled through my bowels. My tentacles all savored the feeling of missy Erma 's dead body, shooting delight to my pussy while my clit ached against the desk and my nipples rubbed on its shine surface.

I fucked my tentacles faster and faster. Miss Erma moaned louder. Her body spasmed. Her maw convulsed about my tentacles. detrition 's pleasure raced down my tentacles. I gasped, my center widening at the afters pleasure of feeling her coming explosion in her depths.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Miss Erma gasped."Oh, girlfriend, this is beat. I do n't infer, but ... but ... Yes !"

Miss Erma 's vocalism echoed through the schoolroom. Her pussy and whoreson clenched so hard on my cocks. I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut. The pleasure swelled through me. Such dulcet pleasure building in my core.

"This is idle,"gasped another girl.

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

"Wild !"

The air filled with the sent of hot cunny. The heady scent made my capitulum swim. My pleasure built. Tabitha stroked my tentacles and pussycat lips. She worked her glossa deep into my motherfucker, fucking in and out as I tensed.

And came.

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

My tentacles pulsed with delight. 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 mind and cooked it.

I gasped and moaned my joy. Other girls joined me. Tabitha sucked on my asshole, adding to a greater extent delectation. My brain tossed back, pigtails flying as my tentacles fucked their final metre into Miss Erma 's body.

And then I collapsed on the desk, my tentacles withdrawing. I heard missy Erma stagger back. She bumped into a desk. fille gasped and moaned, achieving their expiration all across the classroom. I looked at them, their eye fixed on my cunny stretched wide open about my four writhing tentacles.

They all know my secret.

Everyone will experience my secret.

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

Fear constricted my stomach.

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... connect ...

Geneve and Emaleine awoke at the same mo. Their eye snapped open and they arose, their pussies stuffed with Daisy 's and Marilynn 's secondment tentacles. The two girls smiled, taking manpower and staring at their other halves.

"We need to connect to to a greater extent girls,"the four said in unison, their physical structure tingling with sexual excitement, new tentacles ready to make new link.

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

To be continued ...