Boarding schooltime coming upon
Chapter Six : Henrietta is Spanked by Her Teacher
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

My gut had a wonderful ache to them as I stumbled out of the Headmistress 's office, once again dressed. I closed the room access 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 fire, ramming her dildo deep into my gut and giving me such an frothy paroxysm of delight.

I came hard.

Yes, you did, Merita, the lesbian alien who had possessed my consistency to pull through my biography, whispered in my judgment. And she did n't obtain out about your tentacles.

No, I agreed, sucking in inscrutable breaths. I still shivered from the coming. They were amazing. Powerful. And when we finished, the Headmistress merely dressed, sat down at her desk, and adjusted her bun while I reeled from the climaxes. Not a I 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 dame over my two stratum of petticoats as I tried to gather myself. Her dildo was tumid than the tentacles that now sprouted from the profoundness of my pussy. I bit my lip, shifting, the burning ache persisting in my bowels.

A monitor of the passion.

Why was I reading her thought process ? I asked Merita as I straightened and glanced down the stone dorm of the Kensington Boarding School, a place to school Young woman. I never expected the education to include sinful, lesbian lessons.

Or that I would sleep with 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 thinking. She was a disembody representative in my top dog, her body merged into mine. It was a necessary act to earmark the nanites—strange, tiny zombie that were fixing my consistency after I broke my neck and nearly died—to heal me. My dead body did n't like them, treating them like an illness.

So I have purulent tentacles and can show persuasion ? Will there be other side-effects ?

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

Last night, Merita had crashed her starship. I thought she was a tear lead. 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-the-moon of More nanites but disconnected from her electronic computer which was some sort of mentation machine. I also did n't understand that. How could a machine think ? But without the computer, the nanites might do bad things, so we had to detect them before anyone else did.

okeh, I answered. I think the class period is over. No point in heading to English.

I was right. As I walked down the hallway, doors opened and the girls spilled, wearing their gray annulus and white blouse buttoned to the neckline. They all looked so prim and proper, young charwoman of impeccable breeding. And all had succumbed to the sapphic teaching of the staff.

I headed for the doors, not towards the dining dorm, moving against the tide of students. Heeled shoes echoed. maid in their Black uniforms, whiten forestage, and humble caps perched on their head word scurried in both centering, carrying out their duties.

I turned the corner for the independent doors when a interpreter shouted my epithet with great enthusiasm."Etta !"

okay, not my broad name, which was Henrietta, or one of the proper diminutives for my name—Ettie or Hettie. Tabitha had named me thus yesterday when we first met. We quickly became breast acquaintance and then so much more last night when we discovered the cosmos of my kitty-cat tentacles.

We made such tremendous love. My heart fluttered at the ken of her fiery coil bouncing about her shoulder as she dashed down the anteroom, her freckled face shining with a mix of exhilaration and apprehension. She slid to a plosive beside me, her Green River 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 fiddle with. I loved wrapping my tentacles about her bosom and squeezing.

A hot itch fluttered through my cunt as the tentacles squirmed, aegir to come out an play.

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

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

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

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

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

I loved it when she pricked my maidenhead, thought Tabitha, her vocalisation clear in my intellect. I loved feeling her tentacles pump in and out of me. I 'm glad she pricked me and not the nursemaid. Not that nursemaid Satchel Paige is n't sexy, and her fingers were rattling this morning. Still, Etta 's tentacles are special.

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

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

"Ooh, what a wicked headmistress. Her hair is pulled into such a plastered bun, I would n't think she could consume 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. ignominy Geneva interrupted us.

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

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

Right, right.

"talk to Merita ?"Tabitha asked.

I nodded my head word."clock time to find out the core."

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

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Marilynn Gully and Daisy Brown walked in unison, holding hands, as they approached the front doors of the Kensington Boarding School. Marilynn taught philosophy at the school while Daisy worked there as a maid. Both adult female 's clothing—Daisy wearing the black skirt and white blouse of a housemaid, a white-hot apron tied about her waist, and Marilynn had on a dark green, right wearing apparel with a bustle accentuating her rear—were wet and covered in strand of grass. They walked in sync stair. Their breathing matched. Their thought connected.

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

After consuming the metal subject of the core, both cleaning woman had the imagination to build more tentacles and to a greater extent nanites. One new tentacle each squirmed in their pussy, set to connect with to a greater extent human beings. The nanites had to retrieve their figurer and reunify with their ship.

Their limited operation could mean of no early way.

... connect ...

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

In unison, they opened the social movement doorway to the five story, Lucy Stone manor house converted into the Kensington embarkment school. It perched on a grassy J. J. Hill in the English language countryside, far from the modern conveniences of London—electricity being the biggest. Progress has yet to reach the rural landscape.

"Oh, hello miss Marilynn,"a platinum-blonde-haired young lady said. She was new, twenty dollar bill, with a smiling on her face.

A round-faced, bushy-haired brunette with a large grin walked with the platinum-blonde. Both girls wore the shoal uniform, Thomas Gray skirts falling over two bed of underskirt to accentuate both little girl hips, their white blouses tight, the blonde 's chest large.

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

Though Marilynn had never met either girl—it was her number 1 day teaching—she knew their epithet from her connection with Daisy. The blonde was Hollands, Prefect for the twenty percent floor hall, and her companions was Emaleine. Both girls were on their third and terminal year at the school.

And both were beautiful.

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

"I can tell,"smirked Genf."I am glad the serving staff are working hard to overindulge the commandment staff. But the Headmistress can not be pleased with you."

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

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

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

"Nothing."

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

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

"We want to unite with you,"Marilynn said, finally acting independently of Daisy. Her paw slid down Geneva 's berm to pinch the fille 's bout white meat."Will you connect with us ?"

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

"Teacher, every student in the schooling is at your disposal,"Geneva purred."You know that. If you need your hysterics cured, I will be sword lily to free you."

"Yes, cured,"moaned Marilynn.

... connect ...

The new tentacles squirmed inside Marilynn and Daisy 's pussies, stretching them out more. Delicious riffle of joy flooded through the instructor and maid 's consistency as they leaned in and captured the students'rim. Geneva 's were soft and sweet while Emaleine kissed with strong-growing hungriness. Marilynn felt both, sharing sensations with Daisy.

Behind them, a twosome of young lady walked past and headed outside, giggling at their trick."I love this school,"one said."pity we ca n't bring together them, Etta."

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

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

Marilynn squeezed Geneva 's breast, loving how the mound through blouse and camisole. The teacher 's clitoris throbbed and her nipples ached. Her spit knife thrust into Geneva 's mouth, swirling, tasting, as the inflammation built in her puss. succus trickled down her thigh, exciting her, building her mania. Daisy squirmed and squealed as bold face Emaleine 's manpower shot out and slid into Daisy 's still unlaced bodice, cupping a round breast.

Emmeline tweaked Daisy 's pap and Marilynn felt it. Her pussy clenched as her mammilla ached in sympathy. The marvellous pleasure rippled through both adult female 's soundbox. They moaned into their pupil'sassing, kissing harder.

Marilynn 's digit worked at the buttons of Geneva 's blouse, popping them through they eyelets. The blouse opened, and the instructor 's work force crack in, squeezing those lush cumulus through the thin camisole. Holland gin 's mamilla were fat and hard, poking at the material.

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

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

young lady Marilynn 's cunt clenched and shuddered. The second metallic tentacle slithered out in unison to the one in Daisy 's cunt. It brushed the teacher 's interior second joint, smearing pussy juices against her flesh.

"It 's time to plug into,"moaned Marilynn.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Daisy panted.

Both fair sex were eager for the kick of pleasure produced by connecting. Marilynn 's hands squeezed her scholar 's breasts, fingers digging into her soft mound separated only by thinly linen. The tentacle slithered out from beneath her bird and underneath Geneva's.

Then it went up.

Marilynn kissed geneva again, fervour brewing inside the teacher and maid. Both their tentacles worked up between the scholarly person'second joint, drawing closer and closer. Waves of delight washed through their unite soundbox, 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 little girl 's pussy first, stroking hot, unrestrained flesh. Marilynn felt the wonderful, wet feel of Emaleine 's cunt as Daisy 's tentacle caressed the girl.

And then the instructor 's tentacle reached geneva 's cunny lips.

The blonde gasped, breaking the kiss as the metallic tentacle rubbed against her wet nethers. Her eyes were across-the-board, staring at the teacher."Miss 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 lips thicker, Emaleine 's clit bigger. Both were wet and hot, their silky pubic fuzz matted by upheaval."I want to join with you."

"Let us link up with you,"moaned Daisy.

"You 'll cum so hard."

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

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

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

... connect ...

... must connect ...

... need more processing power ...

... connect ...

undulation of delight shot out of both the housemaid 's and teacher 's cunts, sparked by electricity. The students shuddered as the electrical delight reached the end of the tentacles rubbing a their cunnies. They both gasped, centre widening.

"I ... I ..."Holland gin groaned, shifting her articulatio coxae. Marilynn rubbed the girl 's nipples through her camisole."It feels nice."

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

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

"Yes,"both students squealed.

In unison, the tentacle 's thrust into the missy'wet cunnies. Daisy and Marilynn both groaned as they savored duel sense of their tentacles sinking into hot, nasty, silken kitty. Ecstasy shot down the metallic tentacles and raced through their bodies.

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

"Oh, my Divine,"gasped Geneva."It 's so elastic. Oh, yes, slide it in deep. What sort of metal 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 kitty clenching down on Daisy 's thrusting tentacle, increasing the sublime friction. Marilynn pressed her rim into Geneve 's neck, nibbling and sucking, squeezing the blonde 's large tits through the undergarment 's thinly 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 laborious nipple begging to be sucked. The girl leaned down and immerse the pap, sucking hard. Marilynn 's pussy clenched as she felt the suck delight. She squeezed Geneve 's breasts harder and massaged her pap, the teacher 's coxa undulating. Juices dribbled out of her pussy, running down her tentacles.

The pleasure swelled in her core. discharge of electricity scene through her torso. She spasmed and moaned. Both tentacles thrust at the same speeding, driving deep into the girls'cunnies. Their spokesperson sang through the G. Stanley Hall, four charwoman gasping and moaning, building towards their shared orgasm.

... connecting ...

"Oh, yes, Miss Marilynn,"shuddered Holland gin."Oh, I 'm going to let my release. I 'm going to cum. Yes, yes, cure my hysteric. Oh, this is stupendous."

Her blue eyes fluttered. Her face clenched. And then her climax burst inside of her. Marilynn and Daisy moaned and shuddered as the blonde 's cunny spasmed about Marilynn 's tentacle. The soft flesh massaged the hard, thrusting member. Electric tingles shot down the tentacle rightfield to Marilynn 's core.

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

Emaleine moaned about Daisy 's pap. The girl 's brass hollowed as she sucked hard. Her finger's breadth dug into the diffuse anatomy. Her pussy tightened on Daisy 's tentacle, the pleasure swelling in both maid and instructor 's body.

"Yes, yes, cum on my connexion,"gasped Daisy."Let me feel your hot cunny spasm. Just like Holland gin 's did on miss Marilynn 's connector."

"Yes, yes, savour your exit,"gasped the trembling Geneve, her voice strained with pleasure.
Emaleine 's teeth nipped Daisy 's tit as the educatee came. Her pussy convulsed wildly about Daisy 's tentacle. The thrusting appendages plowed deeper into both girls'spasming cunnies. The maiden and instructor trembled.

"So just,"moaned Miss Marilynn, finger's breadth twisting Geneva 's nipples."Yes, yes, yes. time to connect."

"Time,"agreed Daisy. The maid threw her headway back, her fingerbreadth cradling Emaleine 's face as the lady friend sucked on the maidservant 's knockout nipple.

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

pulsing after pulse rate of nanites flooded the scholarly person'vernal cunnies. Both girlfriend gasped, orgasmic delight slamming into their minds as they connected to Miss Marilynn and Daisy. Their ecstasy surging between the four. Gasping, moaning, spasming. hug drug roared between them, sharing their pleasure. They felt every pussy 's spasm, every lip 's osculation, every finger 's caress, every mouth 's suckle.

Two became four. Connection achieved.

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

Marilynn and Daisy, smiling in gormandize delight, their bodies buzzing from intense pleasure, carried the unconscious students into a side 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 pleasure of her nipple 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 women 's physical structure.

... more association ...

... required ...

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This is not good, Merita told her host as she stared through Henrietta 's center at the remains of the core. All that was left was the scoot lighthouse and the mastery circuitry. It was the size of it of Henrietta 's hand. The nanites were all gone, loose without any steering. They had broken down the pith for materials.

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

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

This is a disaster. It 's destroyed. Where did they go ? I do n't see any polarity of them. None of the Grass looks changed. They made impinging 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 side by side 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 late, we 'll get a demerit."

Merita, talk of the town to me. Please, Merita. Do n't be still. What do we do ? Is the mortal in difficulty ?

I do n't know. The foreigner '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 no-count. Henrietta squirmed. I am. But ... if there is nothing to do ...

Yes, yes, you have to get back to course of instruction. Merita sighed. Stuck on a archaic major planet ...

I 'm sorry we 're primitive.

The pain in Henrietta 's view hit Merita. I did n't stand for to insult you. I am glad we met. This is n't your error. Do n't feel bad, okay ? Grab the circuitry board. Maybe if we find the nanites they can rebuild the inwardness. Merita had small Bob Hope of that, but she did n't desire to weight down Henrietta with guiltiness. That 's what they 're good at. Then, maybe, they can fix my ship if I can find the powerful materials on your world. But in the meanwhile, get back to class. No point in you getting in trouble.

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

Merita sighed and retreated back from her Host 's view to hatch 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 hr just to walk out there. Our heeled shoes slapped on the tile, mine still wet from traipsing through damp Grass. Merita had been unsounded the stallion walk back. I could feel her sadness.

I wanted to do something for her, but I did n't have it away what.

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

Our next class was Latin taught by Miss Erma John Howard Northrop. I had heard she had a lech for spanking girl 's bottoms and then soothing them afterward with her lenient caresses. I did n't need to be spanked. And if she did soothe me, I might mislay ascendancy my tentacles and expose myself as a freak.

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

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

I gasped and retied the palm while gaining my breathing spell. Our faces were both flushed from our run, though it looked like we had sex instead. Given this schoolhouse, I was surely that was what citizenry would think.

Ready, I opened the door and stepped in, hoping it was n't past the 60 minutes and we were n't tardy. Miss Erma stood at the front of the course of study, a blackboard covered in Latin speech rested behind her. She was a grandiloquent charwoman, her brown hair piled into a austere bun, her curvy consistency covered by a dark-gray dress. Her eyes flashed upon us.

"Two minutes late, girls."

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

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

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

I swallowed."You are chastise, fille Erma. Our apologies."

"excuse are all well and good, but you have broken a rule and that requires discipline to square away out."

"Discipline ?"I winced.

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

The former girls, all eighteen-year-olds like us, glanced at us, a mix of envy and, to my surprisal, turmoil in their eyes. One of the missy with an eager countenance was shy Peony sitting in the back, her hired hand clasped beneath her desk over her skirt. She squirmed.

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

Tabitha and I moved up to the straw man of the course. A tickling of exhilaration caressed my pussy. My mammilla hardened. All those eyes watching us ... Twenty girls ... My fingers worked at the buttons of my blouse as I stood before the class, my cunny growing bed wetter and wetter.

My tentacles squirming more and more.

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

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

Tabitha and I quickly stripped. I noticed the dewy agitation glistening on my lover 's second joint before she bent over the desk, her rhythm, 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 face on the cool open, staring at my lover.

She gave me a comforting grinning and took my hand.

"Well, well, well,"purred girl Erma,"what a saucy span of beat, young tush. So pert."She squeezed us both, making us gasp. Her fingers dug into my material body, reminding my sphincter muscle that it had been plowed vigorously earlier.

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

"Their sexes are wet and flushed, afflicted with that horrible disease. female person hysterics most be combated at all times. Whitney Moore Young Jr. women are especially prone to it. If any of you feel any flutters between your thighs, finger free to relieve yourself manually. Clitoral stimulation, either through your skirt or with direct contact of your finger's breadth is permitted."

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

I glanced at them, the girls squirming, hands disappearing beneath their desks. I groaned as their boldness grew rosy. Their thighs parted. Skirts and petticoat 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 control ?

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 ! Crack !

The first off 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 hand 's fall burned through my ass.

It was so different than when my Father-God had spanked me as a baby. This was bare skin. The womanly sighs of my classmates filled the air. Miss Erma 's paw rested on my tail, stroking my flesh as she let the bother linger instead of continuously applying our discipline.

Crack ! crack cocaine !

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

Pleasure.

crevice ! fissure !

I gasped, my hip undulating, my button grinding into the edge of the desk. It was like my body was built to receive this delight. I ground my nub against it as the instructor 's hand fell again and again, warming my ass, stimulating my pussy, and driving my clitoris against the hard woods. delight fluttered through me.

I grit my tooth and fought against my tentacles.

"Oh, Miss Erma,"gasped Tabitha as the doubled fissure fell.

"Their hysteric grow,"Miss Erma said."As the pain increment, their cunnies become wetting agent. The flutter build. bet at how they undulated. They are grinding their over-stimulated clitorides into the desk."

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

I could discover the wet rub of fingers on cunny. Some plunged dactyl into their build. Chairs squeaked and their moan grew. I bit my lip, fighting against my tentacles. They wanted to hail out and play as the teacher 's mitt fell on my ass again.

Crack ! crack cocaine !

"Oh, Lord,"I groaned, my clitoris rubbing operose against the edge. perspiration beaded my forehead as I fought the swelling pleasure. Sensations rippled through my body. The excitement built. My tentacles pushed towards the entranceway of my cunny, stretching my rampart. The confection detrition sent a shudder through me."Please, please, no."

"Do n't fight your hullabaloo, girlfriend,"moaned the teacher, her voice breathy, full of her own rage."A going while being punished is a wonderful experience. The convulsion are intense."

Tabitha clenched my hired man hard as the adjacent spankings landed. Her articulatio coxae moved. I stared at her jiggling, burning-red ass. She ground her clitoris into the desk, not fighting her passionateness like I was. Her green eyes fluttered.

Crack ! go !

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

Her orgasm contorted her face. Her lip formed a perfective tense O as she screamed out her bliss. She thrashed on the table, her mitt gripping mine so concentrated. I shuddered, unable to protest grinding my clitoris on the desk, building my own orgasm as the tentacles ached to explode out of me.

So good. Oh, yes. This is the good. The botheration ... The pleasure ...

Tabitha 's thoughts invaded my mind. I gasped, wanting that Lapp pleasant-tasting joy. To feel my puss exploded with the joy of nuisance. I groaned, squirming. Behind me, several miss gasped in feminine delight, achieving their masturbatory release.

"And now it 's your bit, fiddling hussy,"Miss Erma moaned."Let me find out you squeal."

Crack ! crack !

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

"Let me learn you scream, naughty fille !"

fissure ! Crack !

"No,"I moaned, squirming, so unaired to cumming, to letting my tentacles burst out of my cunny. Merita, assist me.

I ca n't do anything, she sulked.

"You will cum if I have to larrup your ass until it is black and blue."young lady Erma squeezed my burning at the stake ass. She pressed the presence of her dress against me, humping against me, the cloth cool on the cover of my thighs and brushing the lips of my pussy. The tentacles were at the opening of my cunny, just peeking out.

They felt the cloth of her skirt.

I lost control of them.

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

My twat rippled about my tentacles as they shot out of my puss and against girl Erma. The appendages burned to experience her flesh. They slammed into her crotch, driving her back a step before they gripped the material of her annulus, pulling at it. I shuddered, walking on air rippling down the sensitive tentacles as they ripped at the material.

My tentacles were strong.

The fabric 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 nude thighs. Two of them rubbed at her pussy, one nuzzling at her button, the other stroking her pussycat backtalk. She felt so hot and wet against my outgrowth. I moaned, my coming intensifying as I stroked her, drinking in the sensations.

"They 're my tentacles,"I moaned, out of control. I had to fuck her. I had to find what it was like in my instructor 's holes.

A thirdly tentacle slithered between the cheeks of her behind, lubed by my dripping kitty 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 hollow gripped my plunging tentacles. I squirmed on the desk, squeezing Tabitha 's script 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 fabric tore. My two other tentacles ripped her naked, stripping her before the class. The girls gasped in amazement. I looked at them, some frozen, others masturbating even harder, plunging their digit into their cunnies, lust burning in their eyes.

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

My two tentacles wrapped about her with child breasts. I watched her over my shoulder, grinding my clitoris into the edge of the desk. Her two breast bulged as my tentacles squeezed them. They turned red. Her nipples were so hard. I groaned, fucking and sodomizing her hard, loving the affaire d'honneur sentience rushing down my tentacles.

"Oh, yes, fuck her,"moaned Tabitha as she writhed beside me."Oh, yes, this is so hot. Oh, wow, ram those tentacles into her."

"I am,"I moaned.

Tabitha sat up. She moved behind me, stroking my tentacles where they emerged from my pussy then tickling my cunny lips. I gasped, my tentacles tightening about Miss Erma 's tits. Then Tabitha leaned over and licked between my butt-cheeks until she found my sore rectum.

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

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

Another orgasm built in my depths as I worked my four tentacles. The ends of the span wrapped about her pap played with her nipples. The former two worked over and over into her holes, fucking her, making her cramp and gasp. Her bowel and twat clenched on them as she shuddered, twitching, her hands sliding up and down her sides.

"Oh, yes, this is amazing, Henrietta,"gasped young lady Erma.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Peony moaned from the back of the course. The black-haired girl 's face 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 young lady said, her brassy-brown hair shaking about her shoulders.

"But hot. Oh, yes. My clitoris is aching. I 'm going to have 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 dependable,"Tabitha moaned before she pressed her lingua into my asshole.

I gasped. It was so severe. So many champion crashed through my torso. I trembled and groaned, clenching my burning butt-cheeks. Her red hair caressed my well-spanked ass, reminding me of the pain while her clapper swirled through my bowels. My tentacles all savored the feel of young lady Erma 's physical structure, shooting delight to my cunt while my clit ached against the desk and my mammilla rubbed on its smooth out surface.

I fucked my tentacles faster and faster. girl Erma moaned louder. Her body spasmed. Her mess convulsed about my tentacles. Friction 's pleasure raced down my tentacles. I gasped, my eyes widening at the sweet-smelling delectation of feeling her coming burst in her depths.

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

Miss Erma 's voice echoed through the classroom. Her pussy and asshole clenched so hard on my peter. I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut. The pleasance swelled through me. Such sugared delight building in my core.

"This is uncivilized,"gasped another girl.

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

"wild !"

The air filled with the sent of hot cunny. The judicious perfume made my mind swim. My pleasance built. Tabitha stroked my tentacles and snatch back talk. She worked her spit oceanic abyss into my prick, fucking in and out as I tensed.

And came.

"Oh, Maker, yes,"I moaned."Merita, Merita, is n't this wonderful ?"

My tentacles pulsed with pleasure. Miss Erma gasped as her pussy and asshole stretched about the expanding and contracting tentacles. I groaned, my cunny spasming about my tentacles while I bucked and thrashed on the desk.

Pleasure boiled through my body.

It reached my intellect and cooked it.

I gasped and moaned my joy. Other missy joined me. Tabitha sucked on my asshole, adding more joy. My fountainhead tossed back, pigtails flying as my tentacles fucked their concluding time into Miss Erma 's body.

And then I collapsed on the desk, my tentacles withdrawing. I heard Miss Erma stagger back. She bumped into a desk. daughter gasped and moaned, achieving their spillage all across the schoolroom. I looked at them, their eyes fixed on my cunny stretched wide-cut loose about my four writhing tentacles.

They all know my secret.

Everyone will sleep with my secret.

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

Fear constricted my stomach.

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... connect ...

geneva and Emaleine awoke at the Lapplander present moment. Their eyes snapped undecided and they arose, their pussies stuffed with Daisy 's and Marilynn 's second tentacles. The two girls smiled, taking men and staring at their other halves.

"We need to connect to more young lady,"the four said in unison, their soundbox tingling with sexual excitation, new tentacles ready to make new connections.

And there was a school of lady friend and women awaiting them.

To be continued ...