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

My bowels had a terrific aching to them as I stumbled out of the Headmistress 's government agency, once again coiffe. I closed the doorway 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 curious, leather harness. She had pounded me with a marvelous excitation, ramming her dildo deep into my intestine and giving me such an bubbling paroxysm of delight.

I came hard.

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

No, I agreed, sucking in deep breather. I still shivered from the sexual 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 coming. Not a unity one of her hairs had escaped the bun while she pounded me. She again looked prim and proper, not a sinful woman who loved buggering her eighteen-year-old students'rectums.

I smoothed my gray annulus over my two layer of underskirt as I tried to gather myself. Her dildo was larger than the tentacles that now sprouted from the depths of my kitty-cat. 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 F. Stone halls of the Kensington boarding school day, a place to educate Whitney Moore Young Jr. adult female. I never expected the education to include sinful, lesbian lessons.

Or that I would have it away it.

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

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

I felt Merita nod her cerebration. She was a disembodied voice in my head, her body merged into mine. It was a necessary act to allow the nanites—strange, bantam zombie that were fixing my body after I broke my neck and nearly died—to heal me. My consistency did n't like them, treating them like an illness.

So I have slit tentacles and can show thought ? Will there be other side-effects ?

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

Last night, Merita had crashed her spaceship. I thought she was a film star. But as she crashed, the burden of her ship—and I was n't exactly sure what that meant—had fallen out. It was full of more than nanites but disconnected from her information processing system which was some sort of mentation machine. I also did n't understand that. How could a machine think ? But without the data processor, the nanites might do bad matter, so we had to receive them before anyone else did.

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

I was right. As I walked down the manse, threshold opened and the girls spilled, wearing their gray skirts and white blouse buttoned to the neckline. They all looked so square-toed and proper, young womanhood of faultless breeding. And all had succumbed to the Sapphic teaching of the staff.

I headed for the door, not towards the dining Hall, moving against the tide of pupil. Heeled place echoed. Maids in their black uniforms, clean apron, and small caps perched on their foreland scurried in both management, carrying out their duties.

I turned the corner for the chief doors when a voice shouted my name with peachy exuberance."Etta !"

okeh, not my wax figure, 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 cosmos of my pussy tentacles.

We made such fantastic dear. My heart fluttered at the visual sense of her fiery curls bouncing about her shoulders as she dashed down the antechamber, her freckled face shining with a mix of excitement and taking into custody. She slid to a stay beside me, her green eyes staring into my blue, her round breasts rising and falling in her bodice. She was a curvaceous miss than I was. I had a slim figure where she was curvier.

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

A hot itch fluttered through my pussycat 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 worried all through side. I could n't pay a single bit of attention on the lesson. I was so afraid you were in trouble. Does she know ... about ... ?"

I shook my head."She just wanted to lambast me on the correctitude of the schooling. Apparently, Nurse Satchel Paige deflowers the young lady who still possess a virginal membrane. It 's a medical procedure."

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

"It is a delicious kickshaw,"I blushed. I had pricked two maidenheads, Tabitha 's and another girl 's who lived on our story. Peony was a perfumed affair. Both multiplication were exquisite.

I loved it when she pricked my virginal membrane, thought Tabitha, her voice clear in my mind. I loved feeling her tentacles ticker in and out of me. I 'm happy she pricked me and not the nursemaid. Not that Nurse Leroy Robert Paige is n't aphrodisiacal, and her digit were wonderful this morning. Still, Etta 's tentacles are special.

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

"She then stripped me raw, was disappointed to see I also did n't feature 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 disgusting headmistress. Her hair is pulled into such a mingy bun, I would n't opine 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 aurora. Shame Genf interrupted us.

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

I was about to offer to sodomize her right now when Merita hissed, This is n't finding the kernel. Once we have the center, we can enjoy Tabitha 's bunghole wrapped about your tentacle.

Right, right.

"Talking to Merita ?"Tabitha asked.

I nodded my pass."clock time to observe the core."

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

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Marilynn Gully and Daisy Brown University walked in unison, holding hands, as they approached the front doors of the Kensington boarding schooling. Marilynn taught ism at the school while Daisy worked there as a maid. Both women 's clothing—Daisy wearing the black skirt and white blouse of a maid, a albumen apron tied about her waist, and Marilynn had on a dark super C, proper attire with a bustle accentuating her rear—were wet and covered in string of grass. They walked in synchronized steps. Their external respiration matched. Their thoughts connected.

Nanites infected them. Both their body had changed. First, Marilynn was taken over. She was afflicted with the powerful itch to unite. The nanites, reading her memories, deduced that humans connected via sex. So Marilynn had sex with Daisy. A metallic tentacle sprouted from the instructor 's pussy and fucked into Daisy 's. When the char came, nanites flooded Daisy.

After consuming the metal typeface of the core, both women had the resources to make more tentacles and more nanites. One new tentacle each squirmed in their puss, ready to connect with Thomas More humans. The nanites had to find their computer and reunify with their ship.

Their set procedure could cerebrate of no other way.

... connect ...

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

In unison, they opened the figurehead doors to the five fib, stone manor house star sign converted into the Kensington embarkation School. It perched on a grassy hill in the side countryside, far from the modern appliance of London—electricity being the bighearted. advancement has yet to make the rural landscape.

"Oh, howdy Miss Marilynn,"a platinum-blonde-haired young lady said. She was young, twenty, with a smile on her face.

A round-faced, bushy-haired brunette with a large grin walked with the platinum-blonde. Both girls wore the shoal uniform, gray skirts falling over two layer of underskirt to stress both girls pelvic arch, their clean blouses tight, the blonde 's breasts large.

"We were all disappointed you did n't express 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 connecter with Daisy. The blond was Geneva, Prefect for the fifth floor residence hall, and her companions was Emaleine. Both fille were on their third and final year at the school.

And both were beautiful.

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

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

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

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

"Is something haywire, Miss Marilynn ?"the brunette asked.

"Nothing."

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

Marilynn and Daisy paused before the girls. Then they seized the girls'articulatio humeri and pushed them against the rampart. Marilynn had Holland gin 's shoulders, Daisy Emaleine 's. The auburn-haired teacher 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 shoulder to squeeze the girl 's round breast."will you connect with us ?"

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

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

"Yes, cured,"moaned Marilynn.

... connect ...

The new tentacles squirmed inside Marilynn and Daisy 's pussies, stretching them out more. Delicious ripples of pleasure flooded through the teacher and maid 's bodies as they leaned in and captured the students'lips. Geneva 's were flabby and sweet while Emaleine kissed with aggressive hungriness. Marilynn felt both, sharing sensations with Daisy.

tooshie them, a distich of girls walked past and headed outside, giggling at their antics."I love this schooltime,"one said."Shame we ca n't join them, Etta."

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

The boom of the closing front threshold cut off her words.

Marilynn squeezed Geneva 's breast, loving how the mound through blouse and camisole. The instructor 's clitoris throbbed and her nipples ached. Her lingua thrusting into Geneva 's mouth, swirling, tasting, as the excitement built in her pussy. juice trickled down her thigh, exciting her, building her passionateness. Daisy squirmed and squealed as bold Emaleine 's manpower shot out and slew into Daisy 's still unlaced bodice, cupping a round breast.

Emmeline tweaked Daisy 's nipple and Marilynn felt it. Her pussy clenched as her tit ached in understanding. The wonderful pleasure rippled through both womanhood 's bodies. They moaned into their educatee'mouth, kissing harder.

Marilynn 's fingerbreadth worked at the clit of Genf 's blouse, popping them through they eyelets. The blouse opened, and the instructor 's manpower shot in, squeezing those lush pile through the dilute camisole. Geneva 's pap were fat and hard, poking at the material.

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

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

Miss Marilynn 's pussy clenched and shuddered. The second base metallic tentacle slithered out in unison to the one in Daisy 's snatch. It brushed the instructor 's interior second joint, smearing pussy juices against her flesh.

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

"Yes, yes, yes,"Daisy panted.

Both women were eager for the rush of pleasure produced by connecting. Marilynn 's hands squeezed her student 's boob, fingers digging into her piano pitcher separated only by thin out 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 teacher and maid. Both their tentacles worked up between the pupil'thighs, drawing closer and closer. Waves of pleasure washed through their link body, their excitement 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 pussy first, stroking hot, turn on figure. 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 all-embracing, staring at the teacher."girl Marilynn ... What is that ?"

"My connector,"the teacher purred, savoring the duel sensations of both tentacles rubbing against the students'cunnies. Each felt slightly different, Geneva 's pussy backtalk thicker, Emaleine 's clitoris large. Both were wet and hot, their satiny pubic pilus matted by excitation."I want to connect with you."

"Let us plug in with you,"moaned Daisy.

"You 'll cum so hard."

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

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

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

... connect ...

... must connect ...

... need more work might ...

... connect ...

wave of pleasure shot out of both the maid 's and teacher 's cunts, sparked by electrical energy. The pupil shuddered as the electrical pleasure reached the end of the tentacles rubbing a their cunnies. They both gasped, eyes widening.

"I ... I ..."Geneva groaned, shifting her articulatio coxae. Marilynn rubbed the miss 's nipple through her camisole."It feels nice."

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

"Connect with us,"moaned teacher and maidservant 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 duel hotshot of their tentacles sinking into hot, closely, silky pussies. Ecstasy shot down the metal tentacles and raced through their bodies.

"Yes, yes, yes, touch base,"they moaned together.

"Oh, my Lord,"gasped Geneva."It 's so flexible. Oh, yes, slide it in deep. What kind of metal dildo is this ? How are you ... ? Yes, fuck me. Oh, yes. This is what I need after three long example. Oh, yes."

Emaleine shuddered, her snatch clenching down on Daisy 's thrusting tentacle, increasing the sublime clash. Marilynn pressed her lips into Genf 's cervix, nibbling and sucking, squeezing the blonde 's declamatory breast through the undergarment 's tenuous fabric. The tentacles pumped faster and faster.

... connect ...

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

Emaleine drew out the maid 's breast, a heavy nipple begging to be sucked. The young lady leaned down and plunge the pap, sucking strong. Marilynn 's slit clenched as she felt the sucking delectation. She squeezed geneva 's bosom harder and massaged her tit, the teacher 's hips undulating. Juices dribbled out of her snatch, running down her tentacles.

The delight swelled in her meat. Sparks of electricity shot through her body. She spasmed and moaned. Both tentacles thrust at the same swiftness, driving deep into the girls'cunnies. Their voices sang through the hall, four woman gasping and moaning, building towards their shared orgasm.

... connecting ...

"Oh, yes, miss Marilynn,"shuddered Geneva."Oh, I 'm going to have my firing. I 'm going to cum. Yes, yes, cure my hysteric. Oh, this is stupendous."

Her profane eyes fluttered. Her face clenched. And then her orgasm volley inside of her. Marilynn and Daisy moaned and shuddered as the blond 's cunny spasmed about Marilynn 's tentacle. The easygoing soma massaged the hard, thrusting appendage. electric automobile tingles shot down the tentacle right to Marilynn 's core.

The orgasm build inside of her. The instructor pinched her bookman 's teat hard through the camisole. She moaned into Geneva 's throat, sucking, marking the young woman as the exhilaration built and built in her depths.

Emaleine moaned about Daisy 's nipple. The girl 's cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard. Her finger's breadth dug into the flaccid build. Her pussy tightened on Daisy 's tentacle, the pleasure swelling in both maidservant and instructor 's body.

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

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

"So dear,"moaned Miss Marilynn, digit twisting Geneve 's mamilla."Yes, yes, yes. Time to connect."

"fourth dimension,"agreed Daisy. The maiden threw her pass back, her fingers cradling Emaleine 's face as the girl sucked on the housemaid 's hard nipple.

Both women, united by the nanites, came together. Their pussies spasmed about their twin tentacles. pleasure surged down the extremity as wavelet of blissfulness bathed their idea. Marilynn gasped and moaned in unison with Daisy as the nanites erupted from the tentacle 's end.

Pulse after pulse of nanites flooded the student'young cunnies. Both young woman gasped, orgasmic joy slamming into their intellect as they connected to Miss Marilynn and Daisy. Their rapture surging between the four. Gasping, moaning, spasming. Ecstasy roared between them, sharing their pleasance. They felt every slit 's spasm, every lip 's kiss, every finger 's caress, every oral cavity 's suckle.

Two became four. connector achieved.

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

Marilynn and Daisy, smiling in ingurgitate pleasure, their organic structure buzzing from intense pleasure, carried the unconscious bookman into a English room. They draped the daughter on the flooring and waited for them to recover.

Marilynn bent down and sucked on Daisy 's still exposed nipple. The maid groaned, feeling the pleasance of her nipple suck while experience Marilynn 's joy at sucking on it. duel pleasure flooded both of them while the nanites prepared new tentacles inside all four womanhood 's bodies.

... more connection ...

... required ...

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This is not serious, Merita told her Host as she stared through Henrietta 's eyes at the stiff of the core. All that was left was the show off beacon fire and the mastery circuitry. It was the size of Henrietta 's helping hand. The nanites were all gone, loose without any guidance. They had broken down the sum for materials.

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

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

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

What do we do ? Henrietta asked as Tabitha said,"We have to get back to the schooling. We 'll be late for our next 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 keep looking ?

Merita did n't answer.

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

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

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

I 'm so 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 primitive planet ...

I 'm no-good we 're primitive.

The pain in Henrietta 's idea hit Merita. I did n't think to diss you. I am glad we met. This is n't your fault. Do n't experience bad, sanction ? Grab the circuitry board. Maybe if we find the nanites they can reconstruct the sum. Merita had pocket-size hope of that, but she did n't want to burden Henrietta with guilt. That 's what they 're good at. Then, maybe, they can fix my ship if I can find the aright stuff on your earth. But in the meanwhile, get back to class. No point in you getting in trouble.

I 'm still dreary. But I am sword lily 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 halls of the school beside Tabitha. The core fell so far from the school it took half our lunch hour just to walk out there. Our heeled shoes slapped on the tile, mine still wet from traipsing through damp green goddess. Merita had been silent the stallion walk back. I could find 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 Curl flying behind her as she darted down a hallway.

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

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

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

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

Ready, I opened the room access and stepped in, hoping it was n't past the hour and we were n't late. fille Erma stood at the front man of the class, a blackboard covered in Latin countersign rested behind her. She was a marvellous woman, her brown hair piled into a severe bun, her curvy body covered by a dark-gray dress. Her eyes flashed upon us.

"Two instant late, girls."

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

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

"There are no apology for tardiness. You both arrived to the school before today, giving you ample chance to get wind where my classroom was situated."

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

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

"field of study ?"I winced.

"Yes, strip naked the both of you and twist 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 invidia and, to my surprise, excitement in their eyes. One of the little girl with an eager kisser was shy paeony sitting in the back, her script brooch beneath her desk over her skirt. She squirmed.

She had a hot cunny and was in groovy penury of her hysterics being cured.

Tabitha and I moved up to the strawman of the class. A tickle of inflammation caressed my pussy. My mamilla hardened. All those eyes watching us ... Twenty daughter ... My fingers worked at the clitoris of my blouse as I stood before the class, my cunny growing wetter and wetter.

My tentacles squirming more and more.

"Keep composure,"Tabitha whispered as I slid off my blouse. Her eye flicked to my nipples, both hard and prominent against my camisole.

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

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

She gave me a comforting smile and took my hand.

"wellspring, well, well,"purred young woman Erma,"what a overbold pair of round, Lester Willis Young behind. So pert."She squeezed us both, making us gasp. Her fingers dug into my flesh, reminding my sphincter that it had been plowed vigorously earlier.

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

"Their sexes are wet and flushed, afflicted with that atrocious disease. Female hysterics most be combated at all times. Young cleaning lady are especially prone to it. If any of you feel any flutters between your second joint, feel barren to ease yourself manually. Clitoral stimulant, either through your skirt or with direct contact of your finger is permitted."

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

I glanced at them, the girls squirming, hands disappearing beneath their desks. I groaned as their cheeks grew rosy. Their second joint parted. skirt and half-slip rustled as Miss Erma kept kneading my ass instead of spanking us.

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

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

Do n't say that. I am not—

Crack ! shot !

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 rears simultaneously. Or near enough. The heat of her handwriting 's Fall burned through my ass.

It was so different than when my father had spanked me as a nipper. This was au naturel tegument. The feminine suspiration of my schoolfellow filled the air. Miss Erma 's hand rested on my tooshie, stroking my soma as she let the painful sensation linger instead of continuously applying our discipline.

sally ! Crack !

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

Pleasure.

Crack ! Crack !

I gasped, my hips undulating, my clit grinding into the boundary of the desk. It was like my trunk 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 pussy, and driving my clit against the severe wood. Pleasure fluttered through me.

I grit my teeth and fought against my tentacles.

"Oh, Miss Erma,"gasped Tabitha as the two-fold crevice fell.

"Their hysterics grow,"Miss Erma said."As the infliction increases, their cunnies become surfactant. The flap build. wait at how they undulated. They are grinding their over-stimulated clitorides into the desk."

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

I could pick up the wet rub of finger's breadth on cunny. Some plunged digits into their pulp. Chairs squeaked and their groan grew. I bit my lip, fighting against my tentacles. They wanted to do out and play as the teacher 's work force fell on my ass again.

Crack ! Crack !

"Oh, Lord,"I groaned, my clitoris rubbing hard against the edge. swither beaded my os frontale as I fought the swelling pleasance. adept rippled through my physical structure. The excitement built. My tentacles pushed towards the entryway of my cunny, stretching my rampart. The mellifluous clash sent a thrill through me."Please, please, no."

"Do n't fight back your agitation, daughter,"moaned the instructor, her part breathy, full of her own passionateness."A discharge while being punished is a wondrous experience. The paroxysm are intense."

Tabitha clenched my handwriting hard as the next spankings landed. Her hip 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 oculus fluttered.

cranny ! Crack !

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

Her climax contorted her face. Her lips formed a everlasting O as she screamed out her bliss. She thrashed on the board, her hand gripping mine so hard. I shuddered, unable to resist grinding my clitoris on the desk, building my own coming as the tentacles ached to irrupt out of me.

So honorable. Oh, yes. This is the best. The annoyance ... The pleasure ...

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

"And now it 's your turn, short strumpet,"girl Erma moaned."Let me get a line you squeal."

cranny ! gap !

Both the teacher 's hands 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 clitoris undercoat into the desk 's edge. It was so abrupt, hurting my button, which made the rapture exquisite.

"Let me get a line you scream, naughty little girl !"

Crack ! tornado !

"No,"I moaned, squirming, so penny-pinching to cumming, to letting my tentacles burst out of my cunny. Merita, help me.

I ca n't do anything, she sulked.

"You will cum if I have to spank your ass until it is black-market and blue."Miss Erma squeezed my burning ass. She pressed the movement of her dress against me, humping against me, the cloth cool on the back of my thighs and brushing the back talk of my snatch. The tentacles were at the opening of my cunny, just peeking out.

They felt the fabric of her skirt.

I lost dominance 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 process burned to feel her bod. They slammed into her crotch, driving her back a pace before they gripped the fabric of her skirt, pulling at it. I shuddered, cloud nine rippling down the sensible tentacles as they ripped at the cloth.

My tentacles were strong.

The material tore.

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

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

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

A tertiary tentacle slithered between the cheeks of her seat, lubed by my dripping pussy juice. I rammed a tentacle into her ass and pussy. She gasped, shuddering as both her hollow were filled by my wriggling appendages.

She felt howling. 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 naked, stripping her before the form. The young woman gasped in astonishment. I looked at them, some frozen, others masturbating even harder, plunging their finger into their cunnies, lust combustion in their eyes.

"Oh, my master,"gasped Miss Erma."Oh, yes. Oh, wow. That 's ... yes, yes, yes."

My two tentacles wrapped about her magnanimous breast. I watched her over my shoulder, grinding my clit into the edge of the desk. Her two nipple bulged as my tentacles squeezed them. They turned red. Her mamilla were so hard. I groaned, fucking and sodomizing her operose, 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 brim. I gasped, my tentacles tightening about Miss Erma 's boob. Then Tabitha leaned over and licked between my butt-cheeks until she found my sore rectum.

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

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

Another orgasm built in my depths as I worked my four tentacles. The ends of the pair wrapped about her mamilla played with her mammilla. The early two worked over and over into her yap, fucking her, making her spasm and gasp. Her bowels and pussy clenched on them as she shuddered, twitching, her work force sliding up and down her sides.

"Oh, yes, this is amazing, Henrietta,"gasped fille Erma.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Peony moaned from the spinal column of the form. The black-haired missy 's side screwed up. She gasped and shuddered, cumming operose."I love those tentacles. She took my maidenhead in the bath with them."

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

"But hot. Oh, yes. My clit is aching. I 'm going to let 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 substantially,"Tabitha moaned before she pressed her knife into my asshole.

I gasped. It was so repellant. So many hotshot crashed through my body. I trembled and groaned, clenching my burning butt-cheeks. Her red whisker caressed my well-spanked ass, reminding me of the infliction while her tongue swirled through my bowels. My tentacles all savored the look of Miss Erma 's body, shooting pleasure to my pussy while my clit ached against the desk and my nipples rubbed on its legato surface.

I fucked my tentacles faster and faster. misfire Erma moaned louder. Her dead body spasmed. Her gob convulsed about my tentacles. Friction 's pleasure raced down my tentacles. I gasped, my eyes widening at the sweetly delight of feeling her orgasm burst in her depths.

"Yes, yes, yes,"young lady Erma gasped."Oh, little girl, this is puzzle. I do n't empathise, but ... but ... Yes !"

missy Erma 's phonation echoed through the schoolroom. Her snatch and bunghole clenched so hard on my cocks. I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut. The pleasance swelled through me. Such Henry Sweet delight edifice in my core.

"This is gaga,"gasped another girl.

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

"Wild !"

The air filled with the sent of hot cunny. The heady smell made my head swim. My pleasure built. Tabitha stroked my tentacles and pussy lips. She worked her tongue deep into my whoreson, fucking in and out as I tensed.

And came.

"Oh, Jehovah, 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.

pleasance boiled through my body.

It reached my thinker and cooked it.

I gasped and moaned my joy. former girls joined me. Tabitha sucked on my son of a bitch, adding more delight. My pass tossed back, pigtails flying as my tentacles fucked their final time into young woman Erma 's body.

And then I collapsed on the desk, my tentacles withdrawing. I heard young woman Erma stagger back. She bumped into a desk. female child gasped and moaned, achieving their releases all across the classroom. I looked at them, their eyes fixed on my cunny stretched widely open about my four writhing tentacles.

They all know my secret.

Everyone will recognize my secret.

"W-what are you, Miss Henrietta ?"asked the trousering fille Erma, her optic narrowing now that her lusts were satiated."How do you ... have those ... things ?"

Fear constricted my stomach.

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... connect ...

Genf and Emaleine awoke at the same mo. Their eyes snapped heart-to-heart and they arose, their pussies stuffed with Daisy 's and Marilynn 's second tentacles. The two girls smiled, taking hands and staring at their other halves.

"We need to connect to more than girls,"the four said in unison, their bodies tingling with sexual fervour, new tentacles ready to make new connectedness.

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

To be continued ...