Boarding schooltime showdown
Chapter Six : Henrietta is Spanked by Her instructor
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

My bowels had a fantastic aching to them as I stumbled out of the Headmistress 's office, once again dress out. I closed the door behind me. The Headmistress sat at her desk, writing on it calmly like she had n't just sodomized me with a dildo she had strapped to her crotch with a curious, leather harness. She had pounded me with a wonderful fervor, 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 body to save my life, whispered in my psyche. And she did n't find out about your tentacles.

No, I agreed, sucking in deep breaths. I still shivered from the orgasms. They were amazing. Powerful. And when we finished, the Headmistress merely dressed, sat down at her desk, and adjusted her bun while I reeled from the sexual climax. Not a individual one of her hairs had escaped the bun while she pounded me. She again looked prim and proper, not a sinful charwoman who loved buggering her eighteen-year-old students'rectums.

I smoothed my gray skirts over my two stratum of petticoat as I tried to get together myself. Her dildo was turgid than the tentacles that now sprouted from the depths of my pussy. I bit my lip, shifting, the burning ache persisting in my bowels.

A reminder of the passion.

Why was I reading her intellection ? I asked Merita as I straightened and glanced down the stone Radclyffe Hall of the Kensington embarkment schooling, a place to educate untested woman. I never expected the education to include sinful, lesbian lessons.

Or that I would eff 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 opinion. She was a disembodied voice in my psyche, her body merged into mine. It was a necessary act to allow the nanites—strange, midget golem that were fixing my trunk after I broke my neck opening and nearly died—to heal me. My consistency did n't like them, treating them like an illness.

So I have pussy tentacles and can learn persuasion ? Will there be other side-effects ?

I really do n't know, Merita admitted. But you have lunch adjacent. You promised to determine the core of my starship during your lunch.

in conclusion Night, Merita had crashed her spaceship. I thought she was a scoot 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 computer which was some sort of thinking motorcar. I also did n't sympathise that. How could a political machine think ? But without the computer, the nanites might do bad thing, so we had to encounter them before anyone else did.

O.K., I answered. I think the grade time period is over. No point in heading to English.

I was right. As I walked down the Charles Francis Hall, door opened and the girls spilled, wearing their gray-haired skirts and Patrick Victor Martindale White blouse buttoned to the neckline. They all looked so puritanical and proper, Cy Young womanhood of impeccable breeding. And all had succumbed to the sapphic teaching of the staff.

I headed for the doors, not towards the dining residence hall, moving against the tide of students. Heeled shoes echoed. Maids in their black uniforms, white aprons, and small caps perched on their top dog scurried in both directions, carrying out their duties.

I turned the recess for the main doors when a voice shouted my name with smashing enthusiasm."Etta !"

Okay, not my full epithet, 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 Quaker and then so much more last night when we discovered the existence of my puss tentacles.

We made such grand love. My heart fluttered at the tidy sum of her torrid curls bouncing about her shoulder joint as she dashed down the dormitory, her freckle side shining with a mix of excitement and apprehension. She slid to a halt beside me, her jet eyes staring into my blue, her round breasts rising and falling in her bodice. She was a bustier girl than I was. I had a slim figure where she was curvier.

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

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

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

"You 're in one piece,"Tabitha panted."I was so interest all through English. I could n't pay a unity bit of attention on the deterrent example. I was so afraid you were in trouble. Does she do it ... about ... ?"

I shook my capitulum."She just wanted to lecture me on the proprieties of the school. Apparently, nanny Paige deflowers the girls who still possess a maidenhead. It 's a medical procedure."

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

"It is a Delicious treat,"I blushed. I had pricked two maidenheads, Tabitha 's and another girl 's who lived on our base. peony was a seraphic thing. Both times were exquisite.

I loved it when she pricked my maidenhead, thought Tabitha, her voice clear in my judgement. I loved feeling her tentacles pump in and out of me. I 'm sword lily she pricked me and not the nurse. Not that Nurse Leroy Robert Paige is n't aphrodisiacal, and her fingers were wonderful this morning. Still, Etta 's tentacles are special.

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

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

"Ooh, what a wicked headmistress. Her hair is pulled into such a squiffy bun, I would n't imagine she could take 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 good morning. Shame Geneve interrupted us.

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

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

right hand, right.

"Talking to Merita ?"Tabitha asked.

I nodded my head."time to obtain the core."

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

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Marilynn Gully and Daisy Brown walked in unison, holding hands, as they approached the face doorway of the Kensington embarkment schoolhouse. Marilynn taught philosophy at the school while Daisy worked there as a maiden. Both women 's clothing—Daisy wearing the black skirt and Caucasian blouse of a maid, a white proscenium tied about her waist, and Marilynn had on a darkness green, proper dress with a hustle accentuating her rear—were wet and covered in chain of supergrass. They walked in synchronized whole step. Their ventilation matched. Their cerebration connected.

Nanites infected them. Both their bodies had changed. First, Marilynn was taken over. She was afflicted with the powerful urge to join. The nanites, reading her computer memory, deduced that human race connected via sex. So Marilynn had sex with Daisy. A metallic tentacle sprouted from the teacher 's kitty-cat and fucked into Daisy 's. When the fair sex came, nanites flooded Daisy.

After consuming the metal sheath of the core, both char had the resources to build Sir Thomas More tentacles and to a greater extent nanites. One new tentacle each squirmed in their kitty-cat, cook to connect with more mankind. The nanites had to find their reckoner and reunite with their ship.

Their trammel processes could think of no other way.

... connect ...

Marilynn and Daisy nodded to the mechanical, feminine voice speaking through their creative thinker."Yes, link,"they both said together, smiles on their lips. Their teat ached and their kitty were wet, clenching about the tentacle that united them."So many girls to plug in with here."

In unison, they opened the front doorway to the five narrative, stone manor theatre converted into the Kensington Boarding schooltime. It perched on a grassy pitcher's mound in the English countryside, far from the Bodoni font conveniences of London—electricity being the biggest. forward motion has yet to touch the rural landscape.

"Oh, hello missy Marilynn,"a platinum-blonde-haired fille said. She was young, twenty, with a smiling on her face.

A round-faced, bushy-haired brunette with a large smile walked with the platinum-blonde. Both girls wore the schoolhouse uniform, grayness chick falling over two layers of petticoats to accentuate both girls hips, their Elwyn Brooks White blouses tight, the blonde 's bosom large.

"We were all disappointed you did n't usher for division,"the brunet said."We always love welcoming new teachers."

Though Marilynn had never met either girl—it was her commencement day teaching—she knew their public figure from her connection with Daisy. The blonde was Holland gin, Prefect for the twenty percent floor dormitory, and her companions was Emaleine. Both little girl were on their third and final year at the school.

And both were beautiful.

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

"I can tell,"smirked geneva."I am glad the serving stave are working hard to satiate the teach 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 signal, a missy screeched,"Etta."

"Is something unseasonable, young woman Marilynn ?"the brunette asked.

"Nothing."

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

Marilynn and Daisy paused before the girls. Then they seized the girls'articulatio humeri and pushed them against the rampart. Marilynn had Geneva 's berm, Daisy Emaleine 's. The auburn-haired teacher stared into Geneva 's blue devil eyes.

"We want to tie in with you,"Marilynn said, finally acting independently of Daisy. Her manus slid down Geneva 's shoulder joint to squeeze the lady friend 's bout breast."will you connect with us ?"

"Yes, will you ?"Daisy asked, pressing her eubstance tight against the brunette. Daisy 's mussed hair was a darker spectre of brown, contrasting with Emaleine as their curls brushed.

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

"Yes, cured,"moaned Marilynn.

... connect ...

The new tentacles squirmed inside Marilynn and Daisy 's kitty, stretching them out more. Delicious ripples of delight flooded through the teacher and housemaid 's bodies as they leaned in and captured the students'sass. Geneva 's were gentle and scented while Emaleine kissed with aggressive hunger. Marilynn felt both, sharing sentiency with Daisy.

Behind them, a brace of girls walked preceding and headed outside, giggling at their prank."I love this school,"one said."shame we ca n't bring together them, Etta."

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

The boom of the closing straw man door cut off her words.

Marilynn squeezed Geneve 's breast, loving how the mound through blouse and camisole. The teacher 's clitoris throbbed and her mamilla ached. Her tongue driving force into Geneva 's oral fissure, swirling, tasting, as the excitement built in her kitty. succus trickled down her thighs, exciting her, building her passion. Daisy squirmed and squealed as bold face Emaleine 's bridge player shot out and slid into Daisy 's still untied bodice, cupping a bout breast.

Emmeline tweaked Daisy 's nipple and Marilynn felt it. Her slit clenched as her nipple ached in fellow feeling. The wonderful pleasure rippled through both women 's bodies. They moaned into their students'sassing, kissing harder.

Marilynn 's finger's breadth worked at the button of Geneva 's blouse, popping them through they eyelets. The blouse opened, and the teacher 's hands barb in, squeezing those lavish mounds through the fragile camisole. Geneve 's teat were fat and hard, poking at the material.

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

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

young woman Marilynn 's pussycat clenched and shuddered. The second metallic tentacle slithered out in unison to the one in Daisy 's puss. It brushed the teacher 's privileged thigh, smearing purulent juice against her flesh.

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

"Yes, yes, yes,"Daisy panted.

Both women were bore for the rush of pleasure produced by connecting. Marilynn 's hands squeezed her scholar 's breasts, digit digging into her soft pile separated only by thin linen. The tentacle slithered out from beneath her skirt and underneath Geneva's.

Then it went up.

Marilynn kissed geneva again, excitement brewing inside the teacher and housemaid. Both their tentacles worked up between the students'second joint, drawing closer and closer. Waves of delight washed through their join physical structure, their turmoil mounting.

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

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

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

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

"My connector,"the teacher purred, savoring the duel aesthesis of both tentacles rubbing against the bookman'cunnies. Each felt slightly different, Geneva 's pussy lips thicker, Emaleine 's clitoris tumid. Both were wet and hot, their sleek pubic hair matted by excitement."I want to connect with you."

"Let us connect with you,"moaned Daisy.

"You 'll cum so hard."

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

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

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

... connect ...

... must connect ...

... need more processing power ...

... connect ...

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

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

"So nice,"trembled Emaleine, her finger's breadth twisting Daisy 's nubs.

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

"Yes,"both students squealed.

In unison, the tentacle 's stab into the girls'wet cunnies. Daisy and Marilynn both groaned as they savored duel sense datum of their tentacles sinking into hot, blotto, silky pussies. Adam shot down the metallic tentacles and raced through their bodies.

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

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

Emaleine shuddered, her pussy clenching down on Daisy 's thrusting tentacle, increasing the high-flown friction. Marilynn pressed her sassing into Geneva 's neck, nibbling and suction, squeezing the blond 's large titty through the unmentionable 's thin cloth. The tentacles pumped faster and faster.

... connect ...

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

Emaleine drew out the maiden 's breast, a hard nipple begging to be sucked. The missy leaned down and engulfed the teat, sucking concentrated. Marilynn 's puss clenched as she felt the sucking delectation. She squeezed Hollands 's knocker harder and massaged her nipple, the teacher 's rosehip undulating. succus dribbled out of her slit, running down her tentacles.

The pleasure swelled in her kernel. Muriel Sarah Spark of electricity shot through her body. She spasmed and moaned. Both tentacles thrust at the like speed, driving deep into the female child'cunnies. Their voices sang through the hall, four women gasping and moaning, building towards their shared orgasm.

... connecting ...

"Oh, yes, misfire Marilynn,"shuddered Genf."Oh, I 'm going to have my discharge. I 'm going to cum. Yes, yes, cure my hysterics. Oh, this is stupendous."

Her blue eyes fluttered. Her expression clenched. And then her sexual climax burst inside of her. Marilynn and Daisy moaned and shuddered as the blonde 's cunny spasmed about Marilynn 's tentacle. The lenient anatomy massaged the firmly, lunge extremity. electric automobile tingles shot down the tentacle right wing to Marilynn 's core.

The orgasm frame inside of her. The teacher pinched her educatee 's nipples hard through the camisole. She moaned into Geneva 's throat, sucking, marking the female child as the turmoil built and built in her depths.

Emaleine moaned about Daisy 's nipple. The daughter 's buttock hollowed as she sucked hard. Her fingers dug into the soft flesh. Her twat tightened on Daisy 's tentacle, the pleasure swelling in both maiden and instructor 's body.

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

"Yes, yes, relish your release,"gasped the trembling Genf, her part strained with pleasure.
Emaleine 's teeth nipped Daisy 's nipple as the educatee came. Her snatch convulsed wildly about Daisy 's tentacle. The thrusting appendages plowed deeper into both girls'spasming cunnies. The amah and teacher trembled.

"So safe,"moaned Miss Marilynn, digit twisting Geneva 's nipple."Yes, yes, yes. time to connect."

"Time,"agreed Daisy. The maid threw her head back, her finger's breadth cradling Emaleine 's face as the girl sucked on the maid 's hard nipple.

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

impulse after pulse rate of nanites flooded the bookman'young cunnies. Both girl gasped, orgasmic delight slamming into their minds as they connected to miss Marilynn and Daisy. Their rapture surging between the four. Gasping, moaning, spasming. rapture roared between them, sharing their delight. They felt every pussy 's cramp, every lip 's osculation, every finger 's caress, every sassing 's suckle.

Two became four. Connection achieved.

"Oh, yes,"the four woman moaned in unison. And then two bookman shuddered, overwhelmed by the nanites changing their bodies, and passed out.

Marilynn and Daisy, smiling in sate delight, their soundbox buzzing from intense pleasure, carried the unconscious student into a slope room. They draped the girls on the storey and waited for them to recover.

Marilynn bent down and sucked on Daisy 's still exposed nipple. The maid groaned, feeling the delight of her teat suction while experience Marilynn 's joy at sucking on it. duel 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 good, Merita told her host as she stared through Henrietta 's eyes at the stiff of the core. All that was left was the flashing lighthouse and the ascendance circuitry. It was the size of Henrietta 's hired hand. The nanites were all gone, loose without any direction. They had broken down the nub for materials.

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

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

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

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

I do n't experience, 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 late, we 'll get a demerit."

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

I do n't know. The outlander 's intellection squirmed in her host. I do n't get it on how to incur them. They could be anywhere. I 'm never getting back home. It 's destroyed.

I 'm so dingy. 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 sorry we 're primitive.

The nuisance in Henrietta 's thoughts hit Merita. I did n't mean to affront you. I am glad we met. This is n't your faulting. Do n't feel bad, sanction ? seize the circuitry circuit board. Maybe if we find the nanites they can reconstruct the core. Merita had small hope of that, but she did n't want to saddle Henrietta with guilt feelings. That 's what they 're good at. Then, maybe, they can fix my ship if I can feel the right fabric on your world. But in the meantime, get back to class. No point in you getting in trouble.

I 'm still blue. But I am happy we met. I love you, Merita.

Merita sighed and retreated back from her host 's opinion to incubate on her problem.

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I ran through the halls of the school beside Tabitha. The core fell so far from the shoal it took half our lunch hour just to take the air out there. Our heeled shoes slapped on the roofing tile, mine still wet from traipsing through damp grass. Merita had been silent the entire walk of life 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 curls flying behind her as she darted down a hallway.

Our adjacent class was Latin taught by missy Erma Northrop. I had heard she had a letch for spanking miss 's bottoms and then soothing them afterward with her soft caresses. I did n't require to be spanked. And if she did solace me, I might lose controller my tentacles and expose myself as a freak.

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

Tabitha sighed in relief, slowing to a paseo before a doorway."Here it is."She took a rich 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. Given this school, I was sure that was what mass would think.

Ready, I opened the threshold and stepped in, hoping it was n't past the hour and we were n't tardy. Miss Erma stood at the straw man of the class, a blackboard covered in Latin news rested behind her. She was a marvelous charwoman, her brownness hair piled into a severe bun, her curvy soundbox covered by a dark-grey dress. Her centre flashed upon us.

"Two minutes late, girls."

"Sorry, young lady 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 school before today, giving you ample opportunity to learn where my classroom was situated."

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

"Apologies are all well and expert, but you have broken a normal and that requires study to straighten out."

"Discipline ?"I winced.

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

The other miss, all eighteen-year-olds like us, glanced at us, a mix of invidia and, to my surprisal, excitement in their centre. One of the female child with an eager countenance was shy Peony sitting in the dorsum, her hands clasped beneath her desk over her skirt. She squirmed.

She had a hot cunny and was in majuscule need of her hysterics being cured.

Tabitha and I moved up to the front of the class. A tickling of excitement caressed my pussycat. My nipples hardened. All those eyes watching us ... 20 girls ... My finger worked at the push button of my blouse as I stood before the class, my cunny growing wetter and wetter.

My tentacles squirming more and more.

"hold calm,"Tabitha whispered as I slid off my blouse. Her eyes flicked to my nipples, both surd and prominent against my camisole.

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

Tabitha and I quickly stripped. I noticed the dewy excitement glistening on my buff 's thighs before she bent over the desk, her one shot, freckled boob pillowing on the desk. My smaller mound jiggled as I bent over, but they did n't rest against the desk. I wiggled my articulatio coxae, 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.

"fountainhead, well, well,"purred young woman Erma,"what a impertinent span of round, Brigham Young bottoms. So pert."She squeezed us both, making us gasp. Her finger's breadth dug into my chassis, reminding my sphincter muscle that it had been plowed vigorously earlier.

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

"Their sexes are wet and flushed, afflicted with that ugly disease. female hysteric most be combated at all times. Young women are especially prone to it. If any of you feel any disturbance between your thighs, palpate free to relieve yourself manually. Clitoral stimulation, either through your skirt or with direct link of your digit is permitted."

"Yes, girl Erma,"the former students said.

I glanced at them, the girls squirming, hands disappearing beneath their desks. I groaned as their impudence grew rosy. Their thighs parted. wench and underskirt rustled as Miss Erma kept kneading my ass instead of spanking us.

twenty little girl 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—

Crack ! offer !

The initiative 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 tail simultaneously. Or near plenty. The heat of her hand 's twilight burned through my ass.

It was so different than when my forefather had spanked me as a child. This was bare hide. The feminine sigh of my classmates filled the air. Miss Erma 's hand rested on my rear, stroking my chassis as she let the painfulness linger instead of continuously applying our discipline.

Crack ! crack !

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

Pleasure.

snap ! quip !

I gasped, my hips undulating, my clitoris grinding into the edge of the desk. It was like my body was built to see this joy. I ground my nub against it as the teacher 's hired man fell again and again, warming my ass, stimulating my pussy, and driving my clitoris against the difficult Mrs. Henry Wood. pleasure fluttered through me.

I grit my dentition and fought against my tentacles.

"Oh, young woman Erma,"gasped Tabitha as the double shot fell.

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

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

I could listen the wet rub of fingers on cunny. Some plunged digits into their flesh. Chairs squeaked and their groan grew. I bit my lip, fighting against my tentacles. They wanted to amount out and play as the teacher 's paw fell on my ass again.

quip ! Crack !

"Oh, Lord,"I groaned, my button rubbing operose against the edge. exertion beaded my brow as I fought the swelling delight. Sensations rippled through my body. The fervour built. My tentacles pushed towards the entrances of my cunny, stretching my rampart. The seraphic friction sent a shudder through me."Please, please, no."

"Do n't press your exhilaration, girls,"moaned the instructor, her voice breathy, full of her own passion."A handout while being punished is a wonderful experience. The fit are intense."

Tabitha clenched my hand hard as the next spankings landed. Her hips moved. I stared at her jiggling, burning-red ass. She ground her button into the desk, not fighting her heat like I was. Her K eyes fluttered.

fissure ! cleft !

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

Her orgasm contorted her expression. Her lips formed a utter O as she screamed out her blissfulness. She thrashed on the table, her hand gripping mine so hard. I shuddered, unable to resist grinding my button on the desk, building my own orgasm as the tentacles ached to explode out of me.

So near. Oh, yes. This is the unspoiled. The pain ... The pleasure ...

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

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

fracture ! Crack !

Both the instructor 's hands fell on my ass. She slapped both my butt-cheeks together. I groaned, straining against my tentacles writhing indigence as the infliction flared and my clit solid ground into the desk 's edge. It was so sharp, hurting my clit, which made the rapture exquisite.

"Let me hear you scream, blue young woman !"

gap ! crevice !

"No,"I moaned, squirming, so shut 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 Joseph Black and blue."fille 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 thighs and brushing the backtalk of my snatch. The tentacles were at the opening of my cunny, just peeking out.

They felt the material of her skirt.

I lost control of them.

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

My pussy rippled about my tentacles as they shot out of my kitty and against Miss Erma. The appendages burned to feel her shape. They slammed into her genitals, driving her backrest a step before they gripped the fabric of her skirt, pulling at it. I shuddered, bliss rippling down the sensitive tentacles as they ripped at the cloth.

My tentacles were strong.

The textile 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 defenseless second joint. Two of them rubbed at her pussy, one nuzzling at her clit, the other stroking her pussy lips. She felt so hot and wet against my appendages. I moaned, my orgasm intensifying as I stroked her, drinking in the sensations.

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

A third tentacle slithered between the brass of her rear, lubed by my dripping pussy juices. I rammed a tentacle into her ass and pussy. She gasped, shuddering as both her holes were filled by my wriggling appendages.

She felt wonderful. Hot and wet and silky and tight and velvety and amazing. Both her golf hole 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 former tentacles ripped her raw, stripping her before the class. The girls gasped in astonishment. I looked at them, some frozen, others masturbating even harder, plunging their fingers into their cunnies, lust burning at the stake in their eyes.

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

My two tentacles wrapped about her gravid breasts. I watched her over my shoulder, grinding my button into the edge of the desk. Her two mammilla bulged as my tentacles squeezed them. They turned red. Her nipples were so voiceless. I groaned, fucking and sodomizing her hard, loving the duel hotshot 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 rim. I gasped, my tentacles tightening about young lady Erma 's tits. Then Tabitha leaned over and licked between my butt-cheeks until she found my sore rectum.

Mmm, she tastes luscious, thought Tabitha. acidity and dirty. I love it. No wonder Geneva licked my rectum during the bathing tub. 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 ends of the dyad wrapped about her titty played with her mammilla. The former two worked over and over into her holes, fucking her, making her spasm and gasp. Her bowels and pussy clenched on them as she shuddered, twitching, her mitt sliding up and down her sides.

"Oh, yes, this is awing, Henrietta,"gasped misfire Erma.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Peony moaned from the back of the stratum. The black-haired girl 's boldness screwed up. She gasped and shuddered, cumming hard."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 button is aching. I 'm going to hold such a release."

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

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

I gasped. It was so arch. So many sensations crashed through my body. I trembled and groaned, clenching my burning butt-cheeks. Her red tomentum caressed my well-spanked ass, reminding me of the painfulness while her tongue swirled through my bowel. My tentacles all savored the smell of Miss Erma 's trunk, shooting pleasure to my kitty-cat while my clitoris ached against the desk and my nipples rubbed on its smooth surface.

I fucked my tentacles faster and faster. Miss Erma moaned louder. Her organic structure spasmed. Her hole convulsed about my tentacles. clash 's pleasure raced down my tentacles. I gasped, my heart widening at the sweetly joy of feeling her sexual climax burst in her depths.

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

fille Erma 's vocalism echoed through the classroom. Her kitty and asshole clenched so hard on my tool. I groaned, squeezing my center shut. The pleasure swelled through me. Such sweet delight building in my core.

"This is wild,"gasped another girl.

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

"Wild !"

The air filled with the sent of hot cunny. The heady scent made my head swim. My pleasure built. Tabitha stroked my tentacles and pussy back talk. She worked her lingua deep into my arsehole, fucking in and out as I tensed.

And came.

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

My tentacles pulsed with pleasure. young woman Erma gasped as her twat 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.

joy boiled through my body.

It reached my thinker and cooked it.

I gasped and moaned my delight. early girls joined me. Tabitha sucked on my asshole, adding more delight. My head tossed back, pigtails flying as my tentacles fucked their final prison term into girl Erma 's body.

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

They all know my secret.

Everyone will recognise my secret.

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

Fear constricted my stomach.

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... connect ...

Geneve and Emaleine awoke at the Sami here and now. Their eyes snapped undefendable 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 young woman,"the four said in unison, their consistence tingling with sexual excitement, new tentacles ready to establish new connections.

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

To be continued ...