Boarding school showdown
Chapter Six : Henrietta is Spanked by Her teacher
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

My bowels had a marvellous ache to them as I stumbled out of the Headmistress 's agency, once again polished. 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 tremendous ardour, ramming her dildo deep into my bowels and giving me such an effervescent fit of delight.

I came hard.

Yes, you did, Merita, the sapphic outlander who had possessed my body to save my life, whispered in my creative thinker. And she did n't chance out about your tentacles.

No, I agreed, sucking in rich 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 single one of her hairsbreadth had escaped the bun while she pounded me. She again looked prim and proper, not a unholy woman who loved buggering her eighteen-year-old scholar'rectums.

I smoothed my hoar skirts over my two stratum of petticoats as I tried to gather myself. Her dildo was bigger than the tentacles that now sprouted from the profundity of my pussy. I bit my lip, shifting, the burning ache persisting in my bowels.

A reminder of the passion.

Why was I reading her thoughts ? I asked Merita as I straightened and glanced down the pit halls of the Kensington embarkation School, a place to educate offspring woman. I never expected the education to let in sinful, Lesbian lessons.

Or that I would love it.

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

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

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

So I have pussy tentacles and can study opinion ? Will there be other side-effects ?

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

live night, Merita had crashed her spaceship. I thought she was a flash principal. 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 Thomas More nanites but disconnected from her computer which was some sorting of thinking machine. I also did n't understand that. How could a machine think ? But without the reckoner, the nanites might do bad things, so we had to chance them before anyone else did.

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

I was right. As I walked down the halls, doors opened and the girls spilled, wearing their gray skirts and white blouse buttoned to the neckline. They all looked so straight-laced and proper, youth cleaning lady of impeccable breeding. And all had succumbed to the sapphic teaching of the staff.

I headed for the room access, not towards the dining hall, moving against the tide of students. Heeled shoes echoed. Maids in their Negroid uniforms, flannel aprons, and minor caps perched on their heading scurried in both focusing, carrying out their duties.

I turned the corner for the main doorway when a part shouted my epithet with great enthusiasm."Etta !"

Okay, not my replete name, 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 Quaker and then so much more close night when we discovered the existence of my snatch tentacles.

We made such wonderful sexual love. My eye fluttered at the sight of her fiery curls bouncing about her berm as she dashed down the residence hall, her freckled face shining with a mix of fervour and understanding. She slid to a stay beside me, her greenish eyes staring into my blue, her one shot breasts rising and falling in her bodice. She was a full-bosomed girl than I was. I had a thin chassis where she was curvier.

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

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

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

"You 're in one piece,"Tabitha panted."I was so disquieted all through English. I could n't pay a 1 bit of care on the lesson. I was so afraid you were in hassle. Does she get it on ... about ... ?"

I shook my caput."She just wanted to lecture me on the correctitude of the shoal. Apparently, Nurse Paige deflowers the little girl who still possess a maidenhead. It 's a medical procedure."

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

"It is a delicious kickshaw,"I blushed. I had pricked two maidenheads, Tabitha 's and another lady friend 's who lived on our story. paeony was a sweet-scented thing. Both times were exquisite.

I loved it when she pricked my virginal membrane, thought Tabitha, her spokesperson brighten in my mind. I loved feeling her tentacles pump in and out of me. I 'm glad she pricked me and not the nursemaid. Not that Nurse Paige is n't sexy, and her finger's breadth were wonderful this morning. Still, Etta 's tentacles are special.

I smiled as Tabitha 's buttock grew crimson. Then she shook her school principal."So you were told to hold on plucking cherry. What else ?"

"She then stripped me bare, was disappointed to chance I also did n't have 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 implike headmistress. Her haircloth is pulled into such a tight bun, I would n't cerebrate 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 dawning. Shame Hollands interrupted us.

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

I was about to offer up to bugger her right now when Merita hissed, This is n't finding the pith. Once we have the pith, we can enjoy Tabitha 's mother fucker wrapped about your tentacle.

Right, right.

"talk to Merita ?"Tabitha asked.

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

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

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Marilynn Gully and Daisy Robert Brown walked in unison, holding hands, as they approached the social movement doors of the Kensington Boarding School. Marilynn taught ism at the school while Daisy worked there as a maid. Both women 's clothing—Daisy wearing the black dame and White person blouse of a amah, a white apron tied about her waistline, and Marilynn had on a night green, proper dress with a stir accentuating her rear—were wet and covered in strands of grass. They walked in synchronized steps. Their breathing matched. Their thought process connected.

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

After consuming the alloy case of the core, both womanhood had the resourcefulness to build more tentacles and Sir Thomas More nanites. One new tentacle each squirmed in their kitty, make to colligate with More humans. The nanites had to witness their information processing system and reunite with their ship.

Their limited processes could reckon of no other way.

... connect ...

Marilynn and Daisy nodded to the mechanical, womanly voice speaking through their minds."Yes, connect,"they both said together, smile on their rim. Their nipples ached and their pussies were wet, clenching about the tentacle that united them."So many missy to connect with here."

In unison, they opened the front room access to the five chronicle, stone manor firm converted into the Kensington embarkation school. It perched on a grassy hill in the English countryside, far from the New gizmo of London—electricity being the biggest. Progress has yet to reach the rural landscape.

"Oh, how-do-you-do missy Marilynn,"a platinum-blonde-haired girl said. She was young, xx, with a smile on her face.

A round-faced, bushy-haired brunet with a large smiling walked with the platinum-blonde. Both girls wore the school uniform, gray bird falling over two stratum of underskirt to accentuate both girls rosehip, their white blouses tight, the blonde 's breasts 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 first day teaching—she knew their figure from her connection with Daisy. The blonde was Geneva, Prefect for the fifth storey dorm, and her companion was Emaleine. Both girls were on their 3rd 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 beaming the serving staff are working hard to satiate the teaching staff. But the Headmistress can not be pleased with you."

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

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

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

"Nothing."

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

Marilynn and Daisy paused before the girl. Then they seized the girls'shoulder joint and pushed them against the wall. Marilynn had Geneve 's shoulder, Daisy Emaleine 's. The auburn-haired teacher stared into Holland gin 's blue eyes.

"We want to connect with you,"Marilynn said, finally acting independently of Daisy. Her script slid down Holland gin 's shoulder joint to squeeze the female child 's round white meat."testament you connect with us ?"

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

"teacher, every scholarly person in the schooling is at your garbage disposal,"Holland gin purred."You know that. If you need your hysteric cured, I will be gladiola to relieve you."

"Yes, cured,"moaned Marilynn.

... connect ...

The new tentacles squirmed inside Marilynn and Daisy 's snatch, stretching them out more. Delicious riffle of pleasure flooded through the instructor and maidservant 's trunk as they leaned in and captured the students'lips. Genf 's were soft and gratifying while Emaleine kissed with fast-growing hunger. Marilynn felt both, sharing virtuoso with Daisy.

tail them, a pair of girls walked past and headed outside, giggling at their antics."I love this schooling,"one said."Shame we ca n't link them, Etta."

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

The boom of the closing nominal head doorway cut off her words.

Marilynn squeezed geneva 's titty, loving how the hillock through blouse and camisole. The teacher 's clitoris throbbed and her teat ached. Her spit thrust into Geneva 's mouth, swirling, tasting, as the upheaval built in her kitty. Juices trickled down her second joint, exciting her, building her passion. Daisy squirmed and squealed as bold Emaleine 's hands shot out and slither into Daisy 's still unlaced bodice, cupping a round breast.

Emmeline tweaked Daisy 's teat and Marilynn felt it. Her pussy clenched as her nipple ached in fellow feeling. The wonderful pleasance rippled through both cleaning lady 's bodies. They moaned into their pupil'lips, kissing harder.

Marilynn 's fingers worked at the buttons of Geneva 's blouse, popping them through they eyelets. The blouse opened, and the teacher 's custody shot in, squeezing those lush agglomerate through the sparse camisole. Hollands 's nipples were fat and difficult, poking at the material.

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

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

miss Marilynn 's pussy clenched and shuddered. The bit metallic tentacle slithered out in unison to the one in Daisy 's cunt. It brushed the teacher 's inner thigh, smearing pussy juices against her flesh.

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

"Yes, yes, yes,"Daisy panted.

Both women were eager for the rushing of pleasure produced by connecting. Marilynn 's mitt squeezed her student 's breasts, finger's breadth digging into her delicate mound separated only by thin linen. The tentacle slithered out from beneath her skirt and underneath Geneva's.

Then it went up.

Marilynn kissed Genf again, excitement brewing inside the teacher and maid. Both their tentacles worked up between the students'thighs, drawing closer and closer. Waves of pleasance washed through their united body, their hullabaloo climbing.

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 cunt first, stroking hot, excited anatomy. Marilynn felt the wonderful, wet feel of Emaleine 's cunt as Daisy 's tentacle caressed the girl.

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

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

"My connexion,"the instructor purred, savoring the duel sensations of both tentacles rubbing against the students'cunnies. Each felt slightly different, Geneva 's snatch backtalk thicker, Emaleine 's clitoris larger. Both were wet and hot, their silky pubic tomentum matted by excitement."I want to connect with you."

"Let us get in touch with you,"moaned Daisy.

"You 'll cum so hard."

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

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

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

... connect ...

... must connect ...

... need more processing power ...

... connect ...

moving ridge of pleasure shot out of both the amah 's and teacher 's cunts, sparked by electrical energy. The students shuddered as the electric delectation reached the end of the tentacles rubbing a their cunnies. They both gasped, center widening.

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

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

"Connect with us,"moaned teacher and housemaid in unison."You will take in such pleasure."

"Yes,"both students squealed.

In unison, the tentacle 's jabbing into the girlfriend'wet cunnies. Daisy and Marilynn both groaned as they savored duel sensations of their tentacles sinking into hot, tight, silken pussies. X 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 flexible. 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 foresightful lessons. Oh, yes."

Emaleine shuddered, her twat clenching down on Daisy 's thrusting tentacle, increasing the empyrean friction. Marilynn pressed her brim into Hollands 's neck, nibbling and sucking, squeezing the blonde 's large tits through the undergarment 's thin cloth. The tentacles pumped faster and faster.

... connect ...

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

Emaleine drew out the maid 's breast, a gruelling nipple begging to be sucked. The young woman leaned down and engulfed the mammilla, sucking hard. Marilynn 's pussy clenched as she felt the sucking delight. She squeezed Geneva 's breasts harder and massaged her nipple, the teacher 's hips undulating. succus dribbled out of her cunt, running down her tentacles.

The delight swelled in her pith. glint of electricity shot through her body. She spasmed and moaned. Both tentacles thrust at the Lapplander fastness, driving cryptical into the girls'cunnies. Their phonation sang through the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall, four women gasping and moaning, building towards their shared orgasm.

... connecting ...

"Oh, yes, young lady Marilynn,"shuddered geneva."Oh, I 'm going to get my spillage. I 'm going to cum. Yes, yes, cure my hysterics. Oh, this is stupendous."

Her blue eyes fluttered. Her face clenched. And then her orgasm explosion inside of her. Marilynn and Daisy moaned and shuddered as the blonde 's cunny spasmed about Marilynn 's tentacle. The soft human body massaged the hard, thrust extremity. Electric tingles shot down the tentacle right field to Marilynn 's core.

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

Emaleine moaned about Daisy 's nipple. The girl 's cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard. Her digit dug into the soft material body. Her snatch tightened on Daisy 's tentacle, the joy swelling in both maid and teacher 's body.

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

"Yes, yes, enjoy your firing,"gasped the shakiness Geneva, her voice strained with pleasure.
Emaleine 's teeth nipped Daisy 's nipple as the student came. Her pussy convulsed wildly about Daisy 's tentacle. The thrusting appendages plowed deeper into both girls'spasming cunnies. The maid and teacher trembled.

"So upright,"moaned fille Marilynn, digit twisting Geneve 's tit."Yes, yes, yes. meter to connect."

"clock time,"agreed Daisy. The housemaid threw her head back, her finger's breadth cradling Emaleine 's look as the young lady sucked on the maid 's strong nipple.

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

pulsation after pulse of nanites flooded the bookman'Brigham Young cunnies. Both little 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. Ecstasy roared between them, sharing their pleasure. They felt every twat 's spasm, every lip 's osculation, every finger 's caress, every rima oris 's suckle.

Two became four. Connection achieved.

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

Marilynn and Daisy, smiling in fill delight, their bodies buzzing from acute pleasure, carried the unconscious educatee into a side room. They draped the female child on the floor and waited for them to recover.

Marilynn bent down and sucked on Daisy 's still exposed nipple. The maid groaned, feeling the pleasure of her nipple sucking while experience Marilynn 's joy at sucking on it. Duel delectation flooded both of them while the nanites prepared new tentacles inside all four women 's organic structure.

... More connective ...

... required ...

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This is not good, Merita told her host as she stared through Henrietta 's eyes at the remains of the core. All that was left was the flashing beacon light and the control circuitry. It was the size of Henrietta 's handwriting. The nanites were all gone, loose without any guidance. They had broken down the core 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 sign of them. None of the sess looks changed. They made contact 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 succeeding grade. It took forever to boost out here."

I do n't know, Merita sighed, desperation crashing on her. I 'm sting here. And who knows what the nanites did to whoever found them.

Do we prevent looking ?

Merita did n't answer.

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

Merita, talk to me. Please, Merita. Do n't be soundless. What do we do ? Is the individual in worry ?

I do n't know. The alien 's thoughts squirmed in her horde. 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 aught to do ...

Yes, yes, you have to get back to class. Merita sighed. Stuck on a primitive planet ...

I 'm sad we 're primitive.

The pain in Henrietta 's idea hit Merita. I did n't mean to insult you. I am gladiola we met. This is n't your faulting. Do n't palpate bad, okay ? Grab the circuitry 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 burden Henrietta with guilt. That 's what they 're effective at. Then, maybe, they can fix my ship if I can receive the right stuff on your world. But in the meantime, get back to course of study. No breaker point in you getting in trouble.

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

Merita sighed and retreated back from her innkeeper 's thoughts to grizzle on her problem.

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I ran through the antechamber of the schooltime beside Tabitha. The inwardness fell so far from the shoal it took half our lunch hour just to walk out there. Our heeled shoes slapped on the tiles, mine still wet from traipsing through damp grass. Merita had been silent the entire walk back. I could experience 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 next family was Latin taught by young woman Erma John Howard Northrop. I had heard she had a letch for spanking girl 's bottoms and then soothing them afterward with her lenient caresses. I did n't want to be spanked. And if she did console me, I might lose control condition my tentacles and expose myself as a freak.

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

Tabitha sighed in fill-in, slowing to a walk before a room access."Here it is."She took a deep breathing space, glancing at me."Oh, one of your pigtails is coming loose."

I gasped and retied the thread while gaining my breather. Our faces were both flushed from our run, though it looked like we had sex instead. establish this school, I was certain that was what people would think.

Ready, I opened the door and stepped in, hoping it was n't past the hour and we were n't tardy. Miss Erma stood at the front of the class, a chalkboard covered in Latin words rested behind her. She was a tall woman, her chocolate-brown hair piled into a grave bun, her curvy body covered by a dark-gray dress. Her centre flashed upon us.

"Two minutes 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 alibi for tardiness. You both arrived to the school before today, giving you sizable chance to learn where my classroom was situated."

I swallowed."You are decline, young lady Erma. Our apologies."

"apologia are all well and thoroughly, but you have broken a principle and that requires discipline to straighten out out."

"discipline ?"I winced.

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

The other young lady, all eighteen-year-olds like us, glanced at us, a mix of envy and, to my surprise, excitement in their eyes. One of the girls with an tidal bore countenance was shy Peony sitting in the back, her hands clasped beneath her desk over her skirt. She squirmed.

She had a hot cunny and was in great pauperization of her hysterics being cured.

Tabitha and I moved up to the front of the course of study. A tickle of inflammation caressed my snatch. My tit hardened. All those heart watching us ... Twenty girls ... My fingers worked at the release of my blouse as I stood before the class, my cunny growing wetting agent and wetter.

My tentacles squirming more and more.

"sustenance calm,"Tabitha whispered as I slid off my blouse. Her eye flicked to my teat, both strong and big against my camisole.

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

Tabitha and I quickly stripped. I noticed the bedewed excitement glistening on my lover 's second joint before she bent over the desk, her rhythm, freckled tit pillowing on the desk. My minor hammock jiggled as I bent over, but they did n't rest against the desk. I wiggled my hips, my blond 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.

"Well, well, well,"purred Miss Erma,"what a smart pair of round, Danton True Young tail. So pert."She squeezed us both, making us heave. Her digit dug into my flesh, reminding my sphincter that it had been plowed vigorously earlier.

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

"Their sex are wet and flushed, afflicted with that horrible disease. female person hysterics most be combated at all metre. Brigham Young women are especially prone to it. If any of you feel any flutters between your second joint, feel dislodge to excuse yourself manually. Clitoral stimulation, either through your skirt or with calculate contact of your finger's breadth is permitted."

"Yes, Miss Erma,"the other pupil said.

I glanced at them, the little girl squirming, hands disappearing beneath their desks. I groaned as their cheeks grew rosy. Their thighs parted. doll and petticoats 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 ?

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 ! sally !

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

It was so unlike than when my father had spanked me as a child. This was unfinished skin. The feminine sighs of my class fellow filled the air. Miss Erma 's hand rested on my rear, stroking my material body as she let the pain in the neck linger instead of continuously applying our discipline.

Crack ! Crack !

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

Pleasure.

sally ! tornado !

I gasped, my hip joint undulating, my clitoris grinding into the edge of the desk. It was like my body was built to experience this delight. I ground my nub against it as the teacher 's helping hand fell again and again, warming my ass, stimulating my pussy, and driving my clitoris against the hard Mrs. Henry Wood. joy fluttered through me.

I grit my teeth and fought against my tentacles.

"Oh, girl Erma,"gasped Tabitha as the double fissure fell.

"Their hysterics grow,"girl Erma said."As the pain increases, their cunnies become bedwetter. The flutter build. see at how they undulated. They are grinding their over-stimulated clitorides into the desk."

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

I could hear the wet rub of fingers on cunny. Some plunged digits into their soma. president squeaked and their moans grew. I bit my lip, fighting against my tentacles. They wanted to come out and spiel as the teacher 's hands fell on my ass again.

pass ! Crack !

"Oh, noble,"I groaned, my clitoris rubbing hard against the edge. perspiration beaded my forehead as I fought the swelling joy. Sensations rippled through my body. The excitement built. My tentacles pushed towards the entry of my cunny, stretching my rampart. The odoriferous friction sent a shiver through me."Please, please, no."

"Do n't campaign your excitement, girl,"moaned the teacher, her phonation breathy, full-of-the-moon of her own love."A handout while being punished is a marvelous experience. The paroxysms are intense."

Tabitha clenched my hand hard as the following spankings landed. Her pelvic girdle moved. I stared at her jiggling, burning-red ass. She ground her clit into the desk, not fighting her passions like I was. Her K eyes fluttered.

Crack ! Crack !

"Yes, yes, yes,"screamed Tabitha."Oh, yes. misfire Erma ... I was so bad ! Oh, God Almighty, I was !"

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

So safe. Oh, yes. This is the dear. The pain ... The pleasance ...

Tabitha 's thoughts invaded my mind. I gasped, wanting that same delicious joy. To palpate my kitty-cat exploded with the joy of pain. I groaned, squirming. Behind me, several girls gasped in womanly delight, achieving their masturbatory release.

"And now it 's your bend, niggling loose woman,"missy Erma moaned."Let me get word you squeal."

chap ! go !

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 clit footing into the desk 's edge. It was so sharp, hurting my clit, which made the rapture exquisite.

"Let me get word you scream, risque young woman !"

scissure ! Crack !

"No,"I moaned, squirming, so closemouthed 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."Miss Erma squeezed my burning ass. She pressed the forepart of her clothes against me, humping against me, the framework cool on the dorsum of my thigh and brushing the lips of my pussy. The tentacles were at the porta of my cunny, just peeking out.

They felt the cloth of her skirt.

I lost ascendance of them.

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

My kitty-cat rippled about my tentacles as they shot out of my twat and against girl Erma. The appendages burned to finger her flesh. They slammed into her private parts, driving her back a footfall before they gripped the fabric of her doll, pulling at it. I shuddered, cloud nine rippling down the sensitive tentacles as they ripped at the cloth.

My tentacles were strong.

The cloth tore.

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

Her words trailed off as my tentacles wrapped about her naked thigh. Two of them rubbed at her pussycat, one nuzzling at her button, the other stroking her snatch rim. 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 controller. I had to bang her. I had to feel what it was like in my teacher 's holes.

A tierce tentacle slithered between the cheeks of her rear, lubed by my dripping twat juice. I rammed a tentacle into her ass and kitty-cat. She gasped, shuddering as both her mess were filled by my wriggling appendages.

She felt marvelous. 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."

Sir Thomas More cloth tore. My two other tentacles ripped her defenseless, stripping her before the class. The girls gasped in amazement. I looked at them, some frozen, others masturbating even harder, plunging their finger into their cunnies, lust burning in their eyes.

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

My two tentacles wrapped about her large breasts. I watched her over my shoulder, grinding my clitoris into the border of the desk. Her two nipple bulged as my tentacles squeezed them. They turned red. Her nipple were so hard. I groaned, fucking and sodomizing her difficult, 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 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, intend Tabitha. sour and dirty. I love it. No wonder Geneva licked my rectum during the bath. Oh, yes, this is amazing.

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

Another climax built in my depths as I worked my four tentacles. The ends of the pair wrapped about her tits played with her mammilla. The other two worked over and over into her holes, fucking her, making her spasm and pant. Her bowels and slit clenched on them as she shuddered, twitching, her hands sliding up and down her sides.

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

"Yes, yes, yes,"paeony moaned from the rear of the course of instruction. The black-haired girl 's typeface 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 female child said, her brassy-brown hair shaking about her shoulders.

"But hot. Oh, yes. My button 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 proceed cumming and cumming."

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

I gasped. It was so wicked. So many superstar crashed through my dead body. I trembled and groaned, clenching my burning butt-cheeks. Her red hair caressed my well-spanked ass, reminding me of the hurting while her knife swirled through my intestine. My tentacles all savored the feeling of Miss Erma 's physical structure, shooting delight to my pussy while my clitoris ached against the desk and my mammilla rubbed on its still surface.

I fucked my tentacles faster and faster. young lady Erma moaned louder. Her torso spasmed. Her fix convulsed about my tentacles. rubbing 's delight raced down my tentacles. I gasped, my eyes widening at the sweet delight of feeling her climax burst in her depths.

"Yes, yes, yes,"young woman Erma gasped."Oh, girls, this is astonishing. I do n't understand, but ... but ... Yes !"

young woman Erma 's interpreter echoed through the schoolroom. Her slit and asshole clenched so hard on my cocks. I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut. The pleasure swelled through me. Such sweet delight construction in my core.

"This is tempestuous,"gasped another girl.

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

"Wild !"

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

And came.

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

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 mind and cooked it.

I gasped and moaned my delight. former female child joined me. Tabitha sucked on my motherfucker, adding Thomas More delight. My head tossed back, pigtails flying as my tentacles fucked their final clock time into young woman Erma 's body.

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

They all know my secret.

Everyone will recognize my secret.

"W-what are you, missy 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 ...

Geneva and Emaleine awoke at the same moment. Their eyes snapped surface and they arose, their kitty-cat stuffed with Daisy 's and Marilynn 's second tentacles. The two miss smiled, taking deal and staring at their other halves.

"We need to tie in to more girls,"the four said in unison, their organic structure tingling with sexual agitation, new tentacles ready to defecate new connections.

And there was a school of miss and cleaning lady awaiting them.

To be continued ...