Boarding school Encounter
Chapter fin : Henrietta Buggered by the Headmistress
By mypenname3000
copyright 2016

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

We stood naked in our low room, my infantry dancing on the coldness floorboard and my tooth chattering. It was so warm in the bathroom and so moth-eaten in here. It turned out that the missy of our dorm had our own roman print style bath, a large pool of piped up give H2O. While our school lacked electricity, it had plumbing. The piddle was so relaxing, especially with nervous, petite, and pair of virginals Peony pressed against me.

"smooching,"I answered, my brass going red as I remembered how grand paeony felt, our wet trunk pressed together as she leaned against the sharpness of the tub, our hips humping, our clitorides rubbing together.

One of my pussy tentacles fucking paeony 's cunny.

That was delicious, Merita, the gay woman alien who had merged with my body, whispered in my mind. It was because of her that I had the four tentacles that sprouted out of my sex. They were foresighted and flexible, and as sore as my nipples. It was such a joy to ream them in and out of a lady friend 's cunny or to sodomized her bowels. I had plucked my roommate and buff Tabitha 's hymen then Peony 's in the bath only bit ago.

"It looked like you were doing more than kissing her,"Tabitha said, a wicked sparkle in her eye."She was gasping so hard. She had quite the release, a powerful cure for her hysterics."

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

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

I blinked. It was the maiden time since I met Tabitha yesterday that she had called me by my firstly name. Usually, she called me Etta. I stared at her as I pulled out a clean underbodice from my chest of drawers, eager to dress.

"If someone finds out about your tentacles and freaks out ..."Tabitha bit her lip."They might kick you out of the schoolhouse or something. I mean ..."Tabitha 's center flicked down to my blonde curls adorning my bare jetty."I understand. And I guess peony must too, but ... what about the other little girl ? And the instructor ?"

"I know."I sighed, pulling the camisole over my promontory and letting it strike across my modest tit and down to my pelvic arch. I pulled it down so it covered my mid second joint."But it was so aphrodisiac. Everyone was making beloved around us. And Geneva tongued your sphincter muscle while rubbing your cunny, and your boobs were shaking, and peony was so pleasant-tasting and timid and afraid and vulnerable and enticing. I could n't resist. I lost control."

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

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

Which is why we need to find the Congress of Racial Equality of my ship, Merita said. As soon as potential. Before another human coming upon it.

How will that help my tentacle trouble ? You have to possess me until the nanites cure me. When I found Merita 's crashed starship last night, an ovoid object in a Crater which I mistook for a falling star, I tripped and broke my neck. I would have died if she did n't write me. But the nanites—which I did n't sympathise what those were, but apparently they were little automatons inside my body repairing my wounding, like little wind-up toys or something—were rejected by my body. Merita had to own me to let them work. How long will that ask ?

It 's going wearisome than I hoped. It 'll be daylight. calendar week or more.

"multitude are going to find out,"I groaned, sinking onto my bed while I watched Tabitha pulling on her stockings up her smooth, pale thighs, her red hair swishing about her articulatio humeri and her breasts jiggling beneath her camisole. Her nipples were hard, the fabric thin enough to make them dark shadows that I wanted to suckle on.

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

This was no good. Everything was turning me on. I grew hysterical so easily, and I wanted to be cured. Right now. I had orgasmed in the bath as I pumped my tentacle in and out of Peony 's Virgo snatch, and I wanted more.

Needed more. It was so hot.

Sex is wondrous, Merita agreed. On my place major planet, I would take a crap love to five or Thomas More females all day, just exploring each others holes with our tentacles, loving each other, and cumming over and over. It was a fantastic way to extend the day.

paradigm of the noncitizen, sapphic orgy shot through my mind. Merita in the center, her hairless, purple body writhing, the four tentacles, which sprouted from her rose hip and not her pussy, undulating as she caressed her lovers. Their cutis were all various hues of lilac and purple. Some had bombastic breasts, other minuscule, their nipple hard. They licked and sucked and fingered and tentacled each other, gasping and moaning. I could feel them.

My tentacles burst from my kitty, shooting out from beneath my camisole, waving purple against my skin."Merita,"I groaned."Do n't remember that stuff. I 'm trying to hold my tentacles, not let them out."

Sorry, sorry.

Tabitha stopped pulling up her second stocking and stared at the writhing tentacles. She squirmed, lust burning in her super acid centre. I could almost try her thoughts. Wow, I love those tentacles, and they 're dripping in Etta 's juice. It would be so hot to lap up them right now. We do n't want to go to classes. We can be awol and enjoy ourselves.

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

Tabitha blinked and cocked her straits, staring at me.

"What ?"I frowned.

"Nothing, zippo. I 'm guess I 'm that transparent. I just love your tentacles so much. They 're just wonderful. Especially when they 're touching me."Tabitha fell back on her bed, squeezing her second joint together."Oh, my hysterics are back. I 'm all fluttery and jittery. And now we have to get to class."

"Sorry,"I said.

I 'm sorry, too. I did n't mean to awake you, Henrietta, or sweet Tabitha.

"Merita 's sorry, too."

Tabitha shook her question and then sat up."It must be godforsaken to take in an alien living in your mind."

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

And when are we going out to expect for the kernel ?

luncheon, I sighed. I can hop it. But not breakfast. I am starving. My breadbasket proved me good by growling. OK. It 'll be just a few hours. Then we 'll happen it. I have the scanner in my skirt. I had taken it from her ship before we left it survive night.

After pulling on my stockings, I slipped on the two layers of underskirt. Our schooltime uniform lacked blooper of any form, which I found foreign. I felt so bare beneath my underskirt. But now I understood what sort of school this was. I had a opinion that all sorting of debauched, tribade behavior occurred during shoal hour under the guise of curing"female hysterics."I had always been taught that women did not feel the low, vitiated lecherousness like men, that we were purer creatures.

It was such a lie. We had them, too, we just called it something else and pretended it was a medical problem. But I did n't take care. The idea of a man touching me was far less appealing than a fair sex. I liked women.

I feared I was turning lesbian. No. I was a gay woman. And there was nothing wrongly with that. No affair what the preacher or the government said.

That 's rightfulness, Merita agreed. You 're puritanical religion and mores are so primitive. sex is never wrong. It should always be explored.

I nodded my head and snap up my ankle-length, gray-haired skirt, pulling it on over my half-slip. The two layers gave me more hip joint than I had in real life. I pulled on my White River blouse next, buttoning it up to my neck like a right char and tucking it into my wench. Then I combed my hair while Tabitha tamed her wild, fervent head of hair. I pulled my light-haired Curl into pigtails—my preferred style—tying them with pinko ribbons. Tabitha did n't tie back her hair but let it precipitate in natural Wave around her freckled grimace. We laced up our heeled shoes and were ready for class.

The other girlfriend of our trading floor bustled out of their elbow room, wearing selfsame uniforms, their hairsbreadth styled in unlike style. Some were braided, like Prefect Geneva 's platinum-blonde braid, others loose, like Peony 's black hair's-breadth. The shy girl glanced at me, her hired hand clutched before her, then she darted down the hallway.

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

I swallowed and nodded my caput. What if she talked ? That would n't be trade good. I bit my lip as Tabitha and I held helping hand. We walked with the other young woman, a general buzz from talking filling the corridor. Our dormitory lay on the fifth and mellow storey. As we descended the steps, girls from the twenty-five percent and third floor joined us, all with big smiles and rosy cheeks.

I bet they had their own Roman style baths.

I took a thick breath, scared to face my first day of classes at the Kensington boarding school. The stone rampart of the mansion reverberated with talking as we swept down the stairs to the first floor. We followed the tide of young lady through the dorm towards the dining room for breakfast. A few of the school 's amah scurried past us in their black-and-white uniforms.

I wondered if they wore flub beneath their skirts ?

My pussy itched and my tentacles squirmed. My nipples hardened in my blouse as a youthful maid, two yr my fourth-year, walked past tense, her boldness apple red and her blouse strain to contain her large breasts.

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

Uh-huh, purred Merita. She conjured flashbulb of the maid, naked and lying on a bed, her expectant tits forming balmy mounds that beckoned.

Merita, point that, I groaned as the heating increased between my thighs.

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

fountainhead, it 's not eldritch on your major planet to deliver tentacles, but it is on mine.

I took long, slowly hint, clenching Tabitha 's hand. My friend gave me a support smiling, her sass so lush and sweet and I knew just how kissable they were and how rattling her workforce were and how amazing it was to ...

Nope. occlusion that.

Ahead of us was nursemaid Satchel Paige 's infirmary on Tabitha 's side of the hall. The doorway opened and the nursemaid stepped out, a big grin on her lips, her buttock rosy. Though she was only in her twenties, she had a motherly air about her, accented by her curvy torso. Her smile swept over the miss walking by, many greeting her with polite,"secure morning, nursemaid Paige."

"Morning, girls,"the blonde nurse would reply.

And then she snagged Peony out of the crew. The black-haired girl gasped as nursemaid Paige, with manual dexterity that had to come with praxis, hiked up both Peony 's skirt and two stratum of petticoats, plunging her hand between the girl 's thighs and rubbing at her cunny.

"Yes, yes, you need to get your hysteric cured, my dear,"Nurse Satchel Paige beamed, and then she frowned."Although, what happened to your maidenhead, small fry ?"

peony 's cheeks went red as she squirmed on the Nurse 's pumping finger's breadth. Giggles erupted from the surrounding fille. I groaned as moving ridge of estrus washed through me. Yesterday, I had my first orgasm at the hands of nursemaid Paige during my physical. She licked my cunny and button until I had my convulsion of bliss.

She was a gay woman who enjoyed molesting the scholar under the pretext of a aesculapian treatment.

As Tabitha and I passed, the nurse 's arm hooked out and arrogate Tabitha, pulling my admirer close."And you have the ardent parentage of the Celt in you. I know that means you need to give birth your hysterics cured."

Our fingers parted. I turned to my supporter, trying to snatch her hand, but the tide of lady friend carried me away.

"No, no, I 'm exquisitely,"Tabitha protested as nursemaid Paige deftly lifted her skirt and petticoat with one hand and plunged between my buff 's thigh."Oh, oh, Nurse Paige."

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

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

I swallowed and nodded, forced along with the early girls to breakfast while my fan was fingered by the nurse. Her moan and Peony 's echoed over the bombination of conversation. My pathetic cunny was on flak. Tentacles squirmed in my profoundness, bore to burst out and play. It was n't fair.

I was so aroused. Why did Nurse Paige choose Tabitha ? I could have had so a good deal fun with them. nursemaid Paige could feature plunged her digit into my cunny, and her thumb could have rubbed my clitoris. I would heave and moan and have my sexual climax. Then I would n't be so wet and horny and squirmy. And—

Tentacles flowed out of my pussy. They wrapped about my thighs, smearing twat succus onto my flesh and stockings. I groaned, my tentacles so sensitive. I closed my eyes for a import, fighting to get them to retract and grateful for my dame and stratum of petticoats so no one could see them.

My brow furrowed and the tentacles, reluctantly, slithered back interior of me. I gasped as they moved against the bulwark of my snatch, the detrition delicious. And then my cunny relaxed, no longer stretched wide unfastened by them.

I sighed. If nurse Paige had fingered me, they would suffer sprouted.

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

It 's not your fault. I would be dead without you. I took a trench breath. Besides, I am developing feelings for you. I 'll be ever so sad when you leave.

Me, too. You and Tabitha are so sweet.

As we reached the dining hall, I imagined I could hear Tabitha moaning her pleasure. Yes, yes, yes, nanny Satchel Paige. therapeutic my hysterics. Your fingers are so trench into my cunny. Oh, yes. Oh, wow.

Her speech sounded so clear in my imagination. I sighed, biting my lip. I had to stop dwelling on sex. It was breakfast. I looked around for a position to sit, all the tables ladled with platters of sausage and Baron Verulam and toast and jams.

"You can sit with us,"Jeane called. She was the tallest daughter on my story. She patted an empty seat at the table beside her. There was a 2nd nates open that Tabitha could take.

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

"Lucky paeony and Tabitha getting fingered by Nurse Leroy Robert Paige,"sighed Darcy who sat across from me, a pinko bow surmounting the top of her brown fuzz, holding it back off her shoulders. She was an honest-to-god miss than me, nineteen."Last year, she only fingered me twice on the way to breakfast."

"But she was always fingering Chrysanthemum frutescens,"mare said, another older fille. She had such beautiful dimple as she smiled, which set off her sandy-blonde curls.

"Who ?"I asked.

"Oh, she graduated live year. I hear she married a banker and hired a delicious maid who knows how to use her tongue."Calophyllum longifolium giggled."I know all my maidservant will have to be so skilled when I set up my house."

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

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

Your citizenry are so crude. Women should be free to earn their own money and marry each early if they want.

I agree, Merita. I would end up marrying a fat barbarian, too, probably one of my father 's business organization associates. Then I would have a nice home, raise his baby, and hoped I lived close decent to Tabitha so we could have"tea"everyday.

We joked about the note value of a maid who knew how to use her tongue and a cook who knew how to use a carrot, which I thought was wicked. Tabitha appeared after ten or so minutes, her boldness flushed, and a Brobdingnagian smile on her face. She plopped down in the empty chairman and gave me a spry candy kiss on the boldness before piling her plate with sausage and kippers.

"Boy, nanny Paige really knows how to ready a girlfriend for the day."

Darcy gave an enthusiastic nod.

After breakfast, it was clip for class. I would sustain Math with Miss Maurine short, Natural science with Madalyn Virgo, English with Miss femme fatale Averill, then lunch—Please incur the core, Henrietta—followed by Latin with Miss Erma Northrop, and live Philosophy with girl Marilynn Gully. Tabitha shared my schedule, which I found to be a backup man, but other young lady had different 1 and the previous girls had a few different courses.

"Do you have any theme where these rooms are ?"I asked Tabitha as we left the dining G. Stanley Hall, the amah coming in to crystalise up the spate from breakfast.

"Vaguely,"Tabitha said."I did arrive the day before you, and I took the time to explore. All the classrooms are on the first and second floor. And I recall that Miss Maurine 's classroom is on the firstly floor and ... well, there she is."

Tabitha pointed to the fair sex with her black hair twisted into gyre heading down the anteroom. We hurried after. We could n't get lost if we followed our teacher to year. Which made us the outset too arrive. We took seats up front, our hinder straight person. Text books lay on each of the tables, the covers battered and worn by years of aegir students.

I swallowed. Arithmetic had never been my inviolable rooms. But the Kensington Boarding school believed in educating youth women as strenuously as young men. Many of its graduates would apply for school at Oxford or Cambridge while others used the prestige and refinement to help oneself land a better marriage match.

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

As much as I hated maths, there was one nice thing about it—the matter was so boring sex was driven from my thoughts. Merita was no aid, despite how elevate her citizenry were. Her masses used radix eight maths. I had trouble intellect just what that meant, but Merita had no reason of our base ten math. I did n't even roll in the hay our math was base ten.

When the class ended, I had a headache.

Tabitha 's green middle were equally glazed. I took her hand and the couplet of us navigated the school to the natural science classroom. It took us a few sham get-go to obtain Miss Madalyn 's classroom. It turned out to be on the first floor, not the second, and we were almost late.

"There you are, girls,"beamed fille Madalyn, a woman in a contraband dress, her brown hair in a bun, and a friendly smile on her backtalk."You must be Tabitha,"she said, giving my friend a warm, inviting hug."So that makes you Henrietta."

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

She had a wonderful olfactory property about her, an stimulate perfume. I was so aware of her body pressed against mine, her hands on the small of my back as she rubbed her cheek on mine. A tremendous tingle passed through me.

I wondered just how friendly she was as a teacher.

"Now, let 's get started on learning,"she said, breaking the kiss."We 'll begin with geology. I believe that will turn over you a great foundation when we move into inorganic chemistry in a few workweek. Now, on the mesa on the vertebral column I have many samples of stones ..."

She lectured us on the three case of rocks—igneous, metamorphic, and sedimentary—showing us examples of each. We handled them and stared at the grains with magnifying lense. She had tilt from all over England and beyond, her vocalization so excited as she talked about it.

didactics was clearly her passion.

"okay,"she said as we stood to leave,"I want you all to publish an essay tonight on what your darling eccentric of rock is and why."

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

Tabitha yawned and stretched."Boy, only two grade down and I 'm already so bore. I just want to go up to our room and—"

She clamped her jaw shut as a maid bustled up to us in her shameful apparel, White person proscenium tied across the figurehead, and a small, Andrew D. White cap resting on her brown curls. She had doe heart and a civilised smile on her case as she stopped before me.

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

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

"Yes, Miss."The maid gave me a comforting smile, her eyes apologetic."I am sorry, misfire, but I have my operating instructions. This way."

"But I have English next."

"Miss Delilah will be informed on the reason you are missing her course of study. You will not be in trouble."Her tone implied, Not in any more hassle. Poor thing, summoned to the headmistress 's office on her first day, and such an innocent lamb. What could she possess done ?

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

I threw a look over my shoulder at Tabitha. She watched me with taking into custody as I followed the maidservant down the hall. My eye beat faster and faster with each stone's throw. I chewed on my down in the mouth lip as the amah led me from the bustle of the scholarly person leaving our class and down to the first floor. Our steps echoed through the halls. The amah walked with a besotted back and a alert stride.

I wanted to dawdle.

What do I do, Merita ?

make-believe you do n't take in any tentacles, she suggested. mankind do n't. If Peony did evidence, you just have to keep them under control. If the Headmistress does n't see them, then she wo n't believe peony. It 's the only chance.

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

Her logic made signified, but the common cold pit of concern which had settled into my belly did not give care. I clutched my hands before me. My finger's breadth worked together, stroking, playacting, trying to distract me from my impending discipline.

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

"Good, good, you may go about your duty, Sallie,"a stern phonation said."Miss Henrietta, enter."

I swallowed.

Sallie gave my articulatio humeri a squeeze before she bustled off. I grasped the bronzy door handle, twisted, and pushed my way into the berth. The walls were covered in iniquity, Natalie Wood pane, hiding the Isidor Feinstein Stone bulwark, and there were various bookshelves. A vase of flowers set on a plinth on one side of the room. opposite, hanging on the wall, were respective types of canes and paddles. I swallowed, wondering which would be used on me. Sitting behind a large, refined desk was Headmistress Edna Neville. A grave bun of smutty hair pulled taut the peel of her forehead, making her seem even sterner. She wore a red frock, buttoned to the neck opening and held closed by an ivory breastpin. She stood, her back straight, and stared at me with dark eyes.

I swallowed, custody clasped before me, my knees knocking.

"nurse Paige told me something interesting today,"the Headmistress said, her phonation melodious and commanding all at the like time. She walked around her desk, a sway to her hips, her heel the boot thudding on the wooden floor."And it made me quite rummy to uncover the truth."

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

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

Her smile grew on her lip, a grave smile."Strip."

I swallowed."strip, Headmistress ?"

"Yes,"she purred."Do not evidence me you are stupid, girl. It is a common word in English. Do I have to limit it ?"I heard the threat in her tone. If you make me define it, girl, I will bend you over my desk and blush your ass.

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

"I determine what is and is not conquer at my school, Miss Henrietta. So you will leach off every article of clothing and render me that pretty, nubile dead body of yours. nanny Paige has painted quite the descriptive tale of the charms of your vernal flesh."

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

Her eyebrows raised."You are not stripping. If I make it to my wall and you have n't begun uncase, I will take down one of those legal document and give it with much zip on your backside."

I squeaked,"Yes, Headmistress,"and my hands went to my blouse. I just had to keep on in controller of my passions. As long as they did n't go out of restraint, as long as my tentacles did n't sprout, zilch would go incorrect. I would be perfectly fine.

I just had to stay in control. I could remain in control.

My finger worked the buttons of my blouse as she walked to the wall covered in her tool of discipline. My finger blurred as they worked down my front. I had my blouse undone and untucked from my skirt by the time she reached the wall. I quickly folded it and set it on her desk.

She touched a paddle and turned as I unfastened the clit cinching my skirt tight about my shank.

"Pity,"she sighed then watched me comic strip. Her eyes were red-blooded, a smile curling up the corners of her lips.

A thrill of excitement rippled through my eubstance. My nipples hardened against my camisole as I folded my annulus and set it atop my blouse resting on her desk. I took off my underskirt next, slipping them out from beneath my camisole and adding them to the pile of clothing. I leaned against her desk and pulled off my place. Then my stockings.

Her smiling grew and seemed to transmit without words : What lush legs. nursemaid Paige was right on about her. She is a gorgeous thing. Now let 's see all the appeal. Take off the camisole, girl.

Her voice sounded so real number in my head. My resource so creative today. Her smoldering eyes made my consistence bloom hotter, my cunny growing wet. This was dangerous. I drew off my camisole over my body, revealing my blonde curls and my minuscule breasts.

The Headmistress purred in delight.

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

But the coldness did n't rob me of my ardor. Not with her eyes burning as they looked at me. She reached out and cupped my small breast. Her thumb swiped over my nipple. I could n't serve the groan that escaped my lips.

My tentacles squirmed in my pussy.

Her bridge player trailed down my stomach."Now Nurse Paige treated two of your schoolfellow this morning for hysterics : Tabitha Smythe and paeony Featherton."

I squirmed, her finger's breadth drawing lines of upheaval across my stomach and then to my groin."I heard her name the discovery in the corridor this morning, Headmistress."

Her fingers toyed with the curls of my twat."When nurse Paige gave the fille a physical two days ago, both had inviolate hymen. Normally, nurse Paige enjoys breaking a young girl 's virginal membrane in her authority, to take a shit surely it is done as painlessly as possible."And pleasurably, I imagined the Headmistress adding. She has such a lech for a Virgo the Virgin 's cherry."So she was greatly thwarted to discover both lady friend had their cerise well-plucked before she got her greedy bridge player on them."

"I-I 'm sorry she was disappointed,"I said, the Headmistress 's fingerbreadth moving get down, sliding towards my hot, wet flesh.

She caressed my kitty lips. I groaned, biting my lip and fighting my tentacles. They wanted to number out. To wrap about the Headmistress, to fuck her cunny and bugger her sphincter. Then to caress her large titty straining her dress and piddle her squeal.

combat it, Merita whispered. cogitate about disgusting men. Your existence 's males are all hairy and filthy and lechers. Do n't think about her fingerbreadth rubbing at your cunny lips.

Trying not to, I moaned back.

"Mmm, just delectable,"purred the headmistress. Her fingers rubbed at my flesh. I trembled, whimpering. Her other mitt shot around me, grasping my naked ass, squeezing surd. She pressed against me. She was taller than me, her heart looking down, burning with such lust.

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

Her quarter round swiped about my clitoris. I gasped and shuddered. My eyes rolled back in my headway. I grit my teeth, my digit grasping her dark-red dress at the hips, gathering the material as I struggled not to break into the pleasure and let out my tentacles.

"You also have lost your maidenhead since this yesterday,"the Headmistress purred. She leaned in and licked my ear."Tabitha and peony said you took theirs. But they were n't specific on how. Did you add a dildo with you to school ?"

I froze for a unity moment. She does n't roll in the hay about the tentacles, Merita.

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

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

"Y-yes, I brought a dildo ... with me. My-my friend gave it to me. S-said I would want it at boarding school."

"Even though you were a Virgo the Virgin ?"

"Uh-huh. And then ... after I learned ... from nanny Paige ... Tabitha and I ... played with it ... and then with Peony ... and ... and ..."I was so close to cumming. My tentacles were so eager to burst out of me. Her thumb rubbing on my clitoris was too much. My eubstance shook and convulsed."I ... I ..."

"Am a dirty adulteress,"hissed the Headmistress."Yes, yes, a lousy slut who brought a dildo to my school and used it on my Virgo the Virgin. That 's Nurse Paige 's prerogative. You wo n't use it on any more girls'Hymen. You will let our schoolhouse nanny execute her medical checkup procedures, and use her dildo on the daughter. right ?"

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

She ripped her fingers out of my pussy, leaving me gasping and trembling. I swayed as she stepped back and smiled at her glistening finger. kitty succus trickled down my second joint. My nipples were so hard. I had to cum. I needed to cum. Even if it meant my tentacles would be exposed.

"Please, Headmistress. I ..."

She smiled, bringing her fingers to her lips and licking off my sweet musk."Please establish you release ?"

"Yes. I ... I ... I need it. I 'm so hysteric right field now."

"I can tell."She turned around."Unbutton me."

I flew to her, working the buttons down the dorsum of her dress. The garb was stiff, possessing a built in baleen stays, which pulled on the buttons, making it difficult to undo. But I persevered. The dress slipped off her berm, revealing her camisole. She wiggled out of her bird, then I ripped down her underskirt as she pulled off her camisole. She turned, her breasts turgid, her nipples fat and hard. A thick, black bush covered her puss, matted by her exhilaration. She wore only heeled boots that when up to her genu and stockings held up by supporter cinched squiffy about her upper thighs.

"I have just the think for you,"she purred,"but only if you get it nice and wet."

She walked to her desk, opened a drawer, and pulled out a turgid, phallic-shaped object made out of dressed ebony. She licked the wooden shaft—A dildo, gasped Merita—as she sat on her desk, spreading her legs wide.

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

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

Maybe, Merita answered.

I took the wooden dildo. It was polished to such a smooth surface so there was no possibility of splinters. I knelt before the headmistress. The warm smell of her tart cunt filled my nose. I leaned in, licking hungrily at her pussycat, her curly pubic hairs tickling my face as my tongue slid through her folds. She groaned, leaning back, shuddering as I caressed her clitoris.

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

"Yes,"the Headmistress moaned, her peg quivering as I worked the dildo deep into her cunny."Oh, you sweet good, yes. roll in the hay my snatch. Stretch it out. Yes, yes yes, then I 'm going to fuck you. Oh, yes, what a dulcet dear."

My tongue licked and sucked at her labia and clit as I pumped the dildo in and out of her cunny. I gripped the end, pushing in and out, her juice lubing the way. They clung to the ebony shaft. It was compact, bigger than one of my tentacles, and it was so commove to mould it in and out of her kitty-cat. She groaned, the desk creaking as she squirmed.

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

"Yes, yes, yes, you slight slut. Oh, you are so eager. Mmm, one day and we 've turned you into a pussy-hungry lesbian. Oh, yes. Yes. This is why I took the job as Headmistress. To go on the tradition of the schoolhouse awake. To guide young cleaning woman like you into the joy bon ton denies us. Oh, yes. Keep tonguing me as you fuck that immense dildo into me. Oh, you 're going to love it when I fuck you with it."

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

"Give me mine, and then I will ream you to your orgasm, Miss Henrietta."

She fell back on her desk, humping against me. Her fingers dug deep into her heavy knoll. Her pink mammilla waved atop her crest. I wanted to creep up her and suck on one as I fucked the dildo in and out of her depths.

Why not ?

I stood up, still slamming the dildo in and out of her, and leaned over. I sucked on a hard nipple with my mucilaginous sass. She gasped and bucked as I engulfed the fat nub. It was twice the sizing of Tabitha 's tit. I loved it in my lip. I sucked so hard.

"You wonderful loose woman,"she moaned, thrashing."Oh, yes. Oh, Lord, that 's respectable. Oh, yes, yes, yes !"

She bucked and heaved as she orgasmed. She screamed tongueless pleasance, too lots rapture flowing through her to verbalize. My imagination conjured words for her : Oh, yes, what a delicious slut. Oh, Maker, she 's unspoiled. I love it. Oh, she 's going to be a wild one. Oh, yes. So good. misfire Henrietta is amazing.

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

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

She broke the kiss, grinning. She pushed me back and hopped off her desk, tits jiggling."Now it 's time for me to fuck you. Bend that middling ass over my desk so I can sodomize you."

"S-sodomize ?"I gasped as."You 're not fucking my cunny ?"

"With a butt that cute, I ca n't resist."She smacked my fundament before she pushed me to her desk."Bend over and so I can bugger you."

My asshole clenched. I had enjoyed buggering myself with a tentacle finally night. I leaned over, my thighs tight. My tentacle still peeked out. I groaned, forcing it back inside before she noticed anything. She was too busy attaching a leather harness about her waist she had pulled from her desk, the dildo thrusting from it.

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

But it was. A howling surprise.

The dildo dripped with her pussy cream as she moved to me. I watched her, squirming against her desk. She grasped my butt-cheeks and parted them. She spat right on my sphincter muscle. I gasped at the contact of her fluids.

"Oh, yes, you have such a cute hindquarters. I ca n't reject. I love sodomizing girls with my big dildo."

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

I gasped as my sphincter gave way to her dildo, lubed by her pussy ointment. She slid deeper and deeper into my asshole. The burning pleasure shot to my puss. The intense friction sent waves of high temperature rippling to my cunny.

And my tentacles.

I lost control.

They sprouted, rubbing against my thigh as the Headmistress 's dildo buried into the astuteness of my ass. She had buggered me with every inch of the toy. I gasped, squirming, my bowels clenching down on her dildo as my tentacles rubbed against my thighs. Every brushing shot sent shivers through me.

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

She drew back. My bowels clung to her dildo. The clash was intense. I groaned, my eyes rolling back into my mind. It was so thick. It stretched me out. My tentacles wrapped about my thigh, two on each, constricting and relaxing. I wanted to send them out and touch her.

But I held back.

She slammed back into me. Her thrusting hard. Her groin smacked into my butt-cheeks. I gasped, watching her over my berm. Her breasts jiggled with the encroachment of our anatomy. Her handwriting grasped my hip. She moaned, drawing back her hip and then fucking into me again.

Over and over. I grunted each prison term. The friction ignited bliss with every gibbousness. My bowels clung to her peter as she sodomized me over and over. My digit gripped the edge of the desk as my tentacles rubbed up and down my thighs, shooting transport to my cunt and mixing with the bliss of her dildo reaming my asshole.

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

"It is,"she moaned."Oh, yes, it is. require my dildo. Oh, you little slut. shout out out how much you love it when I sodomize you."

"I love it so a great deal. Harder ! Faster ! I need my vent. Please, please, give it to me."

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

The pleasure burst in her psyche. I felt it. Her opinion screamed out how much she loved buggering me. The dildo 's Qaeda pressed on her clitoris. I was so caught up in the thrill of being fucked, it hardly registered that I was sensing her pleasure.

Her thoughts.

Like I had all day. I was n't imagining what people were saying, but hearing their thoughts.

"Yes, yes, yes, you little trollop,"she hissed in my mind. So much fun to sodomize a pretty, slight thing. Look at those asscheeks writhe. And she 's stringent. Oh, the pressure on my clit is intense. I 'm going to cum so firmly from sodomizing her.

"Yes, yes, cum, Headmistress,"I begged, my pelvic arch bucking up, our flesh slapping intemperately together. My tentacles clenched about my legs, gripping them, savoring the feel of them. The pleasure rippled up them to my pussycat."Cum with me. I ... I ..."

"Cum you filthy whore !"

Her words triggered my fit. My tentacles pulsed around my pegleg as pussy juices squirted out of my spasming cunny. My pussy clenched and relaxed on the tentacles, savoring their girth while my bowels writhed about her jabbing dildo.

The intense pleasure flooded through my body. It crashed through my creative thinker. So a great deal. My eyes rolled back into my caput. I groaned and gasped. I shuddered, undulating my hips, drinking in more and more of the bliss. I moaned out with every new wafture of rapture flooding through me.

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

I felt her coming as she slammed into me. I screamed with her as a second fit of delight shot through me. My tentacles clenched so hard on my pegleg it hurt. I moaned, fighting the urge to let them go risky as the delight boiled through me. The Headmistress buried her dildo into my depth, her fingernails biting into my rosehip as her fingers clenched.

"Oh, you wonderful slut,"she panted, her coming cresting in her."Oh, you were amazing. Mmm, yes. Just what I needed."

"Me, too,"I sighed as my tentacles retracted back inside of me.

She pulled out of me, my bunghole gaping undefendable, feeling so empty. Then she froze. I sensed unbelief from her. She had glimpsed my tentacles retracting into my cunny. She blinked. No, no, I could n't cause seen that. Impossible.

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

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

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

And now it is lunch prison term, Merita said. clock time to chance the core before any humans stumble on it.

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Miss Marilynn Gully and Daisy the maid finished consuming the core 's canister, leaving only the flashing light behind. The two rose. It had taken time of day to consume it, the nanites patiently dissolving more and Thomas More of the metal to provide the resourcefulness so they could connect to more than entities and observe the computer.

... connect ...

Both women, joined by the alloy tentacle buried in both their slit, walked as one, side by side, across the grassy moor. Their thought were full of upheaval. New tentacles grew in both their pussies, aegir to plug in to former women.

And there were many of them at the school.

... connect ...

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

They shuddered, eager for the transport to come.

To be continued ...