Boarding shoal coming upon
Chapter Six : Henrietta is Spanked by Her Teacher
By mypenname3000
copyright 2016

My bowels had a wonderful ache to them as I stumbled out of the Headmistress 's post, once again clip. 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 fork with a curious, leather harness. She had pounded me with a marvellous fervor, ramming her dildo oceanic abyss 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 preserve my lifetime, whispered in my mind. And she did n't feel out about your tentacles.

No, I agreed, sucking in deep breaths. I still shivered from the orgasm. 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 hairs had escaped the bun while she pounded me. She again looked mincing and proper, not a ungodly cleaning woman who loved buggering her eighteen-year-old scholar'rectums.

I smoothed my Louis Harold Gray skirts over my two level of half-slip as I tried to gather myself. Her dildo was with child than the tentacles that now sprouted from the depths of my pussy. I bit my lip, shifting, the burning aching persisting in my bowels.

A admonisher of the passion.

Why was I reading her thoughts ? I asked Merita as I straightened and glanced down the Edward Durell Stone hallway of the Kensington Boarding schooling, a place to cultivate Cy Young woman. I never expected the education to include sinful, tribade 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 thoughts. She was a unembodied vocalism in my head, her body merged into mine. It was a requisite act to allow the nanites—strange, tiny automatons that were fixing my physical structure after I broke my neck and nearly died—to heal me. My trunk did n't like them, treating them like an illness.

So I have pussy tentacles and can read thoughts ? Will there be early side-effects ?

I really do n't eff, Merita admitted. But you have lunch next. You promised to come up the core of my starship during your lunch.

survive night, Merita had crashed her spaceship. I thought she was a shoot down 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 good of More nanites but disconnected from her computer which was some kind of thought process motorcar. I also did n't understand that. How could a machine think ? But without the computing machine, the nanites might do bad matter, so we had to notice them before anyone else did.

Okay, I answered. I think the class geological period is over. No degree in heading to English.

I was right. As I walked down the halls, door opened and the girls spilled, wearing their gray wench and white blouse buttoned to the neckline. They all looked so prim and proper, young cleaning woman of impeccable breeding. And all had succumbed to the sapphic pedagogy of the staff.

I headed for the doors, not towards the dining mansion, moving against the lunar time period of scholar. Heeled shoes echoed. maiden in their calamitous uniforms, albumen forestage, and small cap perched on their heads scurried in both direction, carrying out their duties.

I turned the corner for the master threshold when a voice shouted my name with heavy exuberance."Etta !"

Okay, not my full figure, which was Henrietta, or one of the right diminutives for my name—Ettie or Hettie. Tabitha had named me thus yesterday when we first met. We quickly became titty booster and then so much more last night when we discovered the being of my kitty-cat tentacles.

We made such wonderful love life. My heart fluttered at the sight of her fiery curls bouncing about her articulatio humeri as she dashed down the hall, her freckled face shining with a mix of hullabaloo and apprehension. She slid to a stop beside me, her fleeceable eyes staring into my blue, her round breasts rising and falling in her bodice. She was a well-endowed young woman than I was. I had a slim down physical body where she was curvier.

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

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

Henrietta, the missionary station, 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 single bit of care on the lesson. I was so afraid you were in hassle. Does she have sex ... about ... ?"

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

"Right."Tabitha giggled."The horny nanny just has a satyr for pricking maidenheads."

"It is a delicious kickshaw,"I blushed. I had pricked two hymen, Tabitha 's and another girl 's who lived on our flooring. Peony was a sweet affair. Both fourth dimension were exquisite.

I loved it when she pricked my maidenhead, thought Tabitha, her articulation clear in my mind. I loved feeling her tentacles pump in and out of me. I 'm gladiolus she pricked me and not the nurse. Not that Nurse Leroy Robert Paige is n't sexy, and her digit were terrific this morning. Still, Etta 's tentacles are special.

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

"She then stripped me raw, was disappointed to find I also did n't throw 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 skanky headmistress. Her hair's-breadth is pulled into such a tight bun, I would n't conceive she could give birth fun."

I squirmed."Then she strapped the dildo on with a rummy harness and buggered me. Hard."

Tabitha 's grinned. Ooh, I loved it when Etta buggered me this aurora. disgrace Hollands interrupted us.

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

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

Right, right.

"Talking to Merita ?"Tabitha asked.

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

Tabitha took my hand 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 front doors of the Kensington Boarding School. Marilynn taught philosophical system at the school while Daisy worked there as a maid. Both women 's clothing—Daisy wearing the black skirt and white blouse of a maid, a flannel proscenium tied about her waist, and Marilynn had on a dark super C, proper dress with a bustle accentuating her rear—were wet and covered in chain of gage. They walked in synchronized steps. Their breathing matched. Their thinking connected.

Nanites infected them. Both their bodies had changed. number one, Marilynn was taken over. She was afflicted with the knock-down urge to connect. The nanites, reading her computer memory, deduced that human beings connected via sex. So Marilynn had sex with Daisy. A metallic tentacle sprouted from the teacher 's pussy and fucked into Daisy 's. When the women came, nanites flooded Daisy.

After consuming the metal case of the core, both women had the imagination to build Sir Thomas More tentacles and more nanites. One new tentacle each squirmed in their kitty, prepare to connect with more humanity. The nanites had to retrieve their computer and reunite with their ship.

Their bound process could cogitate of no other way.

... connect ...

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

In unison, they opened the battlefront doors to the five story, stone manor house converted into the Kensington boarding School. It perched on a grassy hill in the English countryside, far from the Bodoni conveniences of London—electricity being the openhanded. advancement has yet to reach out the rural landscape.

"Oh, hello Miss Marilynn,"a platinum-blonde-haired girl said. She was vernal, twenty, with a smile on her face.

A round-faced, bushy-haired brunette with a boastfully smile walked with the platinum-blonde. Both girls wore the schooling uniform, gray skirts falling over two layers of underskirt to accentuate both girls pelvic arch, their white blouses tight, the blonde 's breasts large.

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

Though Marilynn had never met either girl—it was her showtime day teaching—she knew their names from her connection with Daisy. The blond was Hollands, Prefect for the fifth story residence hall, and her associate was Emaleine. Both girls were on their third and final class at the school.

And both were beautiful.

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

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

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

Emaleine frowned. In the setting, a miss screeched,"Etta."

"Is something haywire, misfire 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'shoulder and pushed them against the wall. Marilynn had Geneva 's berm, Daisy Emaleine 's. The auburn-haired teacher stared into Holland gin 's blue eyes.

"We want to associate with you,"Marilynn said, finally acting independently of Daisy. Her hired man slid down Geneva 's shoulder joint to compress the girlfriend 's round chest."Will you connect with us ?"

"Yes, will you ?"Daisy asked, pressing her trunk tight against the brunet. Daisy 's tussle hair was a darker specter of brown, contrasting with Emaleine as their curls brushed.

"teacher, every student in the school is at your garbage disposal,"Genf purred."You know that. If you need your hysterics cured, I will be glad to relieve you."

"Yes, cured,"moaned Marilynn.

... connect ...

The new tentacles squirmed inside Marilynn and Daisy 's pussies, stretching them out more. Delicious ripples of pleasure flooded through the teacher and maiden 's bodies as they leaned in and captured the students'mouth. Hollands 's were soft and sweet while Emaleine kissed with belligerent hunger. Marilynn felt both, sharing sensations with Daisy.

Behind them, a pair of girls walked yesteryear and headed outside, giggling at their prank."I love this school,"one said."pity we ca n't join them, Etta."

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

The roaring of the closing front doorway cut off her words.

Marilynn squeezed Hollands 's breast, loving how the pile through blouse and camisole. The instructor 's clitoris throbbed and her nipples ached. Her glossa thrust into Hollands 's mouth, swirling, tasting, as the turmoil built in her kitty. Juices trickled down her thighs, exciting her, building her passion. Daisy squirmed and squealed as bold Emaleine 's deal shot out and slid into Daisy 's still unlaced bodice, cupping a round of golf breast.

Emmeline tweaked Daisy 's nipple and Marilynn felt it. Her pussy clenched as her nipple ached in sympathy. The marvelous joy rippled through both women 's bodies. They moaned into their student'lips, kissing harder.

Marilynn 's fingerbreadth worked at the push button of Geneva 's blouse, popping them through they eyelets. The blouse opened, and the instructor 's hands shooting in, squeezing those alky mounds through the melt off camisole. Hollands 's nipple were fat and gruelling, 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 maid nibbled on her neck opening. Both of the student 's hands were down Daisy 's bodice now, pinching and rolling her nipples.

misfire Marilynn 's pussy clenched and shuddered. The 2d metallic tentacle slithered out in unison to the one in Daisy 's snatch. It brushed the instructor 's internal thigh, smearing snatch juices against her flesh.

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

"Yes, yes, yes,"Daisy panted.

Both char were bore for the rush of pleasance produced by connecting. Marilynn 's manus squeezed her student 's chest, fingers digging into her soft mound separated only by slim linen. The tentacle slithered out from beneath her skirt and underneath Geneva's.

Then it went up.

Marilynn kissed Geneve again, excitement brewing inside the teacher and maiden. Both their tentacles worked up between the students'thigh, drawing closer and closer. Waves of joy washed through their united body, their excitement mounting.

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

"Relax,"Daisy purred and kissed Emaleine as her tentacle reached the shorter miss 's cunt first, stroking hot, shake up 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 Geneva 's cunny lips.

The blonde gasped, breaking the kiss as the metal tentacle rubbed against her wet nethers. Her eyes were wide, 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 unlike, Geneva 's pussy lips thicker, Emaleine 's clitoris bombastic. Both were wet and hot, their silklike pubic hair matted by hullabaloo."I want to unite with you."

"Let us colligate with you,"moaned Daisy.

"You 'll cum so hard."

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

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

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

... connect ...

... must plug into ...

... need more than processing power ...

... connect ...

Waves of pleasure shot out of both the maid 's and teacher 's puss, sparked by electricity. The student shuddered as the electric pleasure reached the end of the tentacles rubbing a their cunnies. They both gasped, oculus widening.

"I ... I ..."Geneva groaned, shifting her rose hip. Marilynn rubbed the little girl 's nipples through her underbodice."It feels nice."

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

"Connect with us,"moaned teacher and amah in unison."You will meet such pleasure."

"Yes,"both students squealed.

In unison, the tentacle 's poking into the girls'wet cunnies. Daisy and Marilynn both groaned as they savored duel sensations of their tentacles sinking into hot, fuddled, silky pussies. ecstasy shot down the metallic tentacles and raced through their bodies.

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

"Oh, my Lord,"gasped Genf."It 's so flexible. Oh, yes, slide it in deep. What sort of metallic element 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 sublime friction. Marilynn pressed her lips into Geneva 's neck, nibbling and sucking, squeezing the blonde 's large tits through the undergarment 's dilute material. The tentacles pumped faster and faster.

... connect ...

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

Emaleine drew out the maidservant 's knocker, a grueling nipple begging to be sucked. The girl leaned down and engulfed the mammilla, sucking tough. Marilynn 's pussy clenched as she felt the sucking delight. She squeezed Genf 's white meat harder and massaged her nipple, the teacher 's pelvic girdle undulating. Juices dribbled out of her snatch, running down her tentacles.

The pleasance swelled in her gist. Sparks of electrical energy shot through her body. She spasmed and moaned. Both tentacles thrust at the same speed, driving deep into the young woman'cunnies. Their voices sang through the antechamber, four women gasping and moaning, building towards their shared orgasm.

... connecting ...

"Oh, yes, Miss Marilynn,"shuddered Geneva."Oh, I 'm going to hold my dismission. I 'm going to cum. Yes, yes, therapeutic my hysterics. Oh, this is stupendous."

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

The orgasm soma interior of her. The instructor pinched her scholarly person 's nipples hard through the underbodice. She moaned into Geneva 's throat, sucking, marking the girl as the excitement built and built in her depths.

Emaleine moaned about Daisy 's nipple. The young lady 's impudence hollowed as she sucked hard. Her digit dug into the gentle flesh. Her pussycat tightened on Daisy 's tentacle, the pleasance swelling in both maiden and teacher 's body.

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

"Yes, yes, savour your sacking,"gasped the trembling Holland gin, her vocalisation strained with pleasure.
Emaleine 's teeth nipped Daisy 's tit as the student came. Her pussy convulsed wildly about Daisy 's tentacle. The thrust appendages plowed deeper into both girls'spasming cunnies. The housemaid and teacher trembled.

"So commodity,"moaned Miss Marilynn, fingers twisting Genf 's nipples."Yes, yes, yes. time to connect."

"metre,"agreed Daisy. The maid threw her head back, her fingers cradling Emaleine 's brass as the young woman sucked on the maid 's firmly nipple.

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

beat after pulse of nanites flooded the bookman'young cunnies. Both girl gasped, orgasmic delight slamming into their judgment as they connected to Miss Marilynn and Daisy. Their rapture surging between the four. Gasping, moaning, spasming. raptus roared between them, sharing their pleasure. They felt every cunt 's spasm, every lip 's buss, every finger 's caress, every oral fissure 's suckle.

Two became four. Connection achieved.

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

Marilynn and Daisy, smiling in satiated delight, their organic structure buzzing from vivid delight, carried the unconscious students into a side way. They draped the miss on the level 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 pap sucking while experience Marilynn 's joy at sucking on it. affaire d'honneur delectation flooded both of them while the nanites prepared new tentacles inside all four women 's bodies.

... more connections ...

... required ...

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This is not good, Merita told her horde as she stared through Henrietta 's center at the remains of the kernel. All that was left was the flashing pharos and the mastery circuitry. It was the size of Henrietta 's handwriting. The nanites were all gone, loose without any counselling. They had broken down the center for materials.

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

"Yes. Merita is n't well-chosen,"Henrietta answered.

This is a disaster. It 's destroyed. Where did they go ? I do n't see any sign of the zodiac of them. None of the dope looks changed. They made inter-group communication with something alive.

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

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

Do we preserve 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 problem ?

I do n't know. The foreigner 's thoughts squirmed in her innkeeper. I do n't hump how to find them. They could be anywhere. I 'm never getting back habitation. It 's destroyed.

I 'm so sorry. Henrietta squirmed. I am. But ... if there is nothing to do ...

Yes, yes, you have to get back to socio-economic class. Merita sighed. Stuck on a naive satellite ...

I 'm no-count we 're primitive.

The nuisance 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 faulting. Do n't finger bad, okay ? Grab the circuitry board. Maybe if we find the nanites they can rebuild the core. Merita had belittled Hope of that, but she did n't require to burden Henrietta with guilt. That 's what they 're good at. Then, maybe, they can fix my ship if I can find the right 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 gladiola we met. I love you, Merita.

Merita sighed and retreated back from her host 's thinking to hover on her problem.

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I ran through the Asaph Hall of the school day beside Tabitha. The core fell so far from the shoal it took half our lunch hour just to walk out there. Our heeled place slapped on the roofing tile, mine still wet from traipsing through dampness grass. Merita had been silent the stallion paseo back. I could feel her sadness.

I wanted to do something for her, but I did n't cognise what.

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

Our succeeding class was Latin taught by misfire Erma Northrop. I had heard she had a letch for spanking fille 's bottoms and then soothing them afterward with her soft caresses. I did n't desire to be spanked. And if she did console me, I might lose ascendence my tentacles and expose myself as a freak.

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

Tabitha sighed in relief, slowing to a base on balls 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 ribbon while gaining my breath. Our faces were both flushed from our run, though it looked like we had sex instead. leave this school, I was sure that was what citizenry 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 course, a chalkboard covered in Latin Scripture rested behind her. She was a tall adult female, her brown hair piled into a severe bun, her curvy body 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 school 's layout."

"There are no excuses for tardiness. You both arrived to the shoal before today, giving you sizeable opportunity to take where my schoolroom was situated."

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

"Apologies are all well and full, but you have broken a rule and that requires subject area to straighten out."

"Discipline ?"I winced.

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

The early girls, all eighteen-year-olds like us, glanced at us, a mix of envy and, to my surprisal, exhilaration in their heart. One of the girls with an eager imprimatur was shy Peony sitting in the binding, 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 form. A tickle of turmoil caressed my pussy. My tit hardened. All those middle watching us ... Twenty missy ... My fingers 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.

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

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

Tabitha and I quickly stripped. I noticed the dewy excitement glistening on my lover 's second joint before she bent over the desk, her rung, freckled breast pillowing on the desk. My diminished pile jiggled as I bent over, but they did n't pillow against the desk. I wiggled my hips, my blonde pigtails spreading across the table. I rested my cheek on the cool Earth's surface, staring at my lover.

She gave me a comforting smile and took my hand.

"fountainhead, well, well,"purred Miss Erma,"what a sassy pair of round, untested stern. So pert."She squeezed us both, making us gasp. Her fingers dug into my flesh, reminding my sphincter that it had been plowed vigorously earlier.

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

"Their sexes are wet and flushed, afflicted with that frightful disease. Female hysterics most be combated at all times. youth charwoman are especially prone to it. If any of you feel any flutter between your thigh, feel free to allay yourself manually. Clitoral stimulation, either through your dame or with guide contact of your finger is permitted."

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

I glanced at them, the young lady squirming, hands disappearing beneath their desks. I groaned as their cheeks grew rosy. Their thighs parted. doll and petticoats rustled as missy 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 ! whirl !

The firstly 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 bottom simultaneously. Or near enough. The hotness of her hand 's fall burned through my ass.

It was so different than when my don had spanked me as a baby. This was bare skin. The feminine sighs of my classmates filled the air. misfire Erma 's script rested on my rear, stroking my material body as she let the annoyance 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 sensation prickling through my asscheeks to my cunny. My tentacles writhed in my depths as the pain became excitement.

Pleasure.

Crack ! crevice !

I gasped, my hips undulating, my button grinding into the edge of the desk. It was like my body was built to experience this pleasure. I ground my nub against it as the teacher 's hand fell again and again, warming my ass, stimulating my snatch, and driving my clitoris against the hard woodwind. pleasure fluttered through me.

I grit my teeth and fought against my tentacles.

"Oh, Miss Erma,"gasped Tabitha as the repeat crack fell.

"Their hysterics grow,"missy Erma said."As the pain increment, their cunnies become surfactant. The flutters build. search at how they undulated. They are grinding their over-stimulated clitorides into the desk."

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

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

Crack ! Crack !

"Oh, Jehovah,"I groaned, my clitoris rubbing hard against the edge. Sweat beaded my forehead as I fought the swelling joy. whiz rippled through my consistence. The excitement built. My tentacles pushed towards the entrances of my cunny, stretching my rampart. The sweet detrition sent a frisson through me."Please, please, no."

"Do n't fight your excitement, girls,"moaned the teacher, her voice breathy, wide of her own passion."A liberation while being punished is a fantastic experience. The paroxysms 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 clitoris into the desk, not fighting her Passion of Christ like I was. Her green eyes fluttered.

Crack ! Crack !

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

Her orgasm contorted her face. Her sass formed a perfect O as she screamed out her bliss. She thrashed on the table, her hired man gripping mine so hard. I shuddered, ineffectual to resist grinding my button on the desk, building my own orgasm as the tentacles ached to explode out of me.

So ripe. Oh, yes. This is the intimately. The painful sensation ... The pleasure ...

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

"And now it 's your number, little hussy,"Miss Erma moaned."Let me discover you squeal."

shot ! chap !

Both the teacher 's mitt fell on my ass. She slapped both my butt-cheeks together. I groaned, straining against my tentacles writhing need as the pain in the ass flared and my clit priming into the desk 's edge. It was so sharp, hurting my button, which made the rapture exquisite.

"Let me take heed you scream, naughty fille !"

Crack ! cleft !

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

I ca n't do anything, she sulked.

"You will cum if I have to paddle your ass until it is smutty and blue."missy Erma squeezed my burning ass. She pressed the front of her wearing apparel against me, humping against me, the material cool on the spine of my thigh and brushing the mouth of my pussy. The tentacles were at the porta of my cunny, just peeking out.

They felt the material of her skirt.

I lost ascendancy of them.

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

My pussy rippled about my tentacles as they shot out of my pussy and against Miss Erma. The appendage burned to experience her flesh. They slammed into her genitalia, driving her back a pace before they gripped the fabric of her skirt, 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 Miss Erma."What are those coming out of your ... ?"

Her Word of God trailed off as my tentacles wrapped about her naked thigh. Two of them rubbed at her pussy, one nuzzling at her button, the other stroking her kitty sass. She felt so hot and wet against my extremity. 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 be intimate her. I had to feel what it was like in my instructor 's holes.

A one-third tentacle slithered between the cheeks of her rear, lubed by my dripping kitty succus. I rammed a tentacle into her ass and kitty-cat. 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 trap gripped my plunging tentacles. I squirmed on the desk, squeezing Tabitha 's mitt 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 torus. My two other tentacles ripped her au naturel, stripping her before the family. The girls gasped in astonishment. I looked at them, some frozen, others masturbating even harder, plunging their digit into their cunnies, lust burning in their eyes.

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

My two tentacles wrapped about her boastfully breasts. I watched her over my articulatio humeri, grinding my clitoris into the boundary of the desk. Her two tits bulged as my tentacles squeezed them. They turned red. Her nipples were so hard. I groaned, fucking and sodomizing her hard, loving the duel superstar 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 lip. I gasped, my tentacles tightening about fille Erma 's tits. Then Tabitha leaned over and licked between my butt-cheeks until she found my sore rectum.

Mmm, she tastes delightful, thought Tabitha. Sour and dirty. I love it. No wonderment geneva licked my rectum during the bathtub. 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 terminal of the pair wrapped about her tits played with her nipples. The other 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 hands sliding up and down her sides.

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

"Yes, yes, yes,"Peony moaned from the rear of the class. The black-haired girl 's fount screwed up. She gasped and shuddered, cumming difficult."I love those tentacles. She took my maidenhead in the bath with them."

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

"But hot. Oh, yes. My clitoris is aching. I 'm going to consume 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 celebrate cumming and cumming."

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

I gasped. It was so arch. So many sentiency crashed through my body. I trembled and groaned, clenching my burning butt-cheeks. Her red hair caressed my well-spanked ass, reminding me of the pain while her tongue swirled through my bowels. My tentacles all savored the flavour of Miss Erma 's organic structure, shooting joy to my pussy while my clitoris ached against the desk and my pap rubbed on its legato surface.

I fucked my tentacles faster and faster. young lady Erma moaned louder. Her body spasmed. Her golf hole convulsed about my tentacles. clash 's pleasure raced down my tentacles. I gasped, my eye widening at the sweet delight of feeling her orgasm flare-up in her depths.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Miss Erma gasped."Oh, girls, this is stupefy. I do n't infer, but ... but ... Yes !"

missy Erma 's voice echoed through the classroom. Her pussy and asshole clenched so hard on my pecker. I groaned, squeezing my center shut. The pleasure swelled through me. Such sweet delight construction 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 wise scent made my school principal swimming. My pleasure built. Tabitha stroked my tentacles and pussy lips. She worked her tongue oceanic abyss into my whoreson, fucking in and out as I tensed.

And came.

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

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

pleasance boiled through my body.

It reached my mind and cooked it.

I gasped and moaned my pleasure. other girl joined me. Tabitha sucked on my asshole, adding Sir Thomas More pleasure. My head tossed back, pigtails flying as my tentacles fucked their last fourth dimension 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. missy gasped and moaned, achieving their sacking all across the classroom. I looked at them, their eyes fixed on my cunny stretched broad open about my four writhing tentacles.

They all know my secret.

Everyone will know my secret.

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

Fear constricted my stomach.

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... connect ...

Geneva and Emaleine awoke at the same moment. Their eyes snapped open and they arose, their kitty-cat 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 girls,"the four said in unison, their torso tingling with sexual excitement, new tentacles ready to induce new connector.

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

To be continued ...