Boarding School encounter
Chapter Five : Henrietta Buggered by the Headmistress
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

"What were you and Peony doing in the bath ?"Tabitha asked as she dropped her nightgown from utmost night into the laundry basket in our apportion way. Mine followed.

We stood naked in our small room, my feet dancing on the cold floorboards and my dentition chattering. It was so warm in the bathtub and so cold in here. It turned out that the girls of our dorm had our own Roman trend bathing tub, a big consortium of piped up spring water. While our school lacked electrical energy, it had plumbing. The water was so slow down, especially with nervous, petite, and pure Peony pressed against me.

"Kissing,"I answered, my buttock going red as I remembered how wonderful peony felt, our wet consistence pressed together as she leaned against the edge of the bath, our hips humping, our clitorides rubbing together.

One of my pussy tentacles fucking Peony 's cunny.

That was delicious, Merita, the Lesbian foreigner who had merged with my eubstance, whispered in my mind. It was because of her that I had the four tentacles that sprouted out of my sex. They were long and whippy, and as spiritualist as my pap. It was such a pleasure to ream them in and out of a girl 's cunny or to sodomized her gut. I had plucked my roomie and lover Tabitha 's virginal membrane then peony 's in the bath only min ago.

"It looked like you were doing to a greater extent than kissing her,"Tabitha said, a prankish twinkle in her eye."She was gasping so hard. She had quite the release, a potent cure for her hysterics."

"I may experience used a tentacle on her,"I said.

Tabitha 's eyes widened."Henrietta, you ca n't do that."

I blinked. It was the first base time since I met Tabitha yesterday that she had called me by my first gens. Usually, she called me Etta. I stared at her as I pulled out a clean camisole from my chest of drawers, eager to dress.

"If someone finds out about your tentacles and monstrosity out ..."Tabitha bit her lip."They might kick you out of the schooltime or something. I mean ..."Tabitha 's centre flicked down to my blond curls adorning my naked groin."I understand. And I guess paeony must too, but ... what about the other female child ? And the instructor ?"

"I know."I sighed, pulling the camisole over my read/write head and letting it fall across my small breasts and down to my hips. I pulled it down so it covered my mid thigh."But it was so sexy. Everyone was making sexual love around us. And geneva tongued your sphincter while rubbing your cunny, and your boobs were shaking, and peony was so delicious and timid and afraid and vulnerable and enticing. I could n't resist. I lost control."

My abdomen fell."What am I going to do tomorrow ? And the future day ? We 'll get the communal Bath every sunrise. And every morning I 'll be surrounded by sex. Wonderful, delicious, forbidden passion. Sapphic love. It 's ungodly and I love it. And you know what happens when my cunny gets excited."

"Your pussycat tentacles come out to bring,"Tabitha sighed.

Which is why we need to get the core of my ship, Merita said. As soon as potential. Before another human being encounter it.

How will that serve my tentacle job ? You have to possess me until the nanites cure me. When I found Merita 's crashed spaceship last-place dark, an egg-shaped object in a crater which I mistook for a falling star, I tripped and broke my cervix. I would birth died if she did n't save me. But the nanites—which I did n't infer what those were, but apparently they were fiddling automatons inside my soundbox repairing my lesion, like little wind-up toy or something—were rejected by my eubstance. Merita had to possess me to let them work. How long will that take away ?

It 's going sluggish than I hoped. It 'll be sidereal day. hebdomad or more.

"People are going to find out,"I groaned, sinking onto my bed while I watched Tabitha pull on her stockings up her smooth, pale thigh, her red haircloth swishing about her berm and her breasts jiggling beneath her camisole. Her nipple were hard, the fabric slight enough to make them dark shadows that I wanted to give suck on.

My pussycat itched. The tentacles squirmed inside of me as I grew wet.

This was no effective. Everything was turning me on. I grew hysteric so easily, and I wanted to be cured. Right now. I had orgasmed in the Bath as I pumped my tentacle in and out of paeony 's Virgo puss, and I wanted more.

Needed more. It was so hot.

Sex is wonderful, Merita agreed. On my home base planet, I would hold bang to five or more females all day, just exploring each others holes with our tentacles, loving each other, and cumming over and over. It was a rattling way to extend the day.

Images of the alien, Sapphic orgy shot through my psyche. Merita in the nerve center, her hairless, regal trunk writhing, the four tentacles, which sprouted from her hips and not her pussy, undulating as she caressed her buff. Their skins were all versatile hues of lilac and purple. Some had larger breasts, former pocket-size, their mammilla hard. They licked and sucked and fingered and tentacled each other, gasping and moaning. I could palpate them.

My tentacles burst from my pussy, shooting out from beneath my underbodice, waving purple against my skin."Merita,"I groaned."Do n't remember that hooey. I 'm trying to control my tentacles, not let them out."

Sorry, sorry.

Tabitha stopped pulling up her second stocking and stared at the writhing tentacles. She squirmed, lust burning at the stake in her unripened eyes. I could almost hear her thoughts. Wow, I love those tentacles, and they 're dripping in Etta 's juice. It would be so hot to work out them right now. We do n't need to go to course of instruction. We can be hooky player and savor ourselves.

I concentrated and my tentacles retracted back inside of me. Tabitha let out a sigh."We could n't have been hooky player,"I said absently,"we have to get to class."

Tabitha blinked and cocked her head, staring at me.

"What ?"I frowned.

"zippo, zip. I 'm guess I 'm that transparent. I just love your tentacles so much. They 're just wonderful. Especially when they 're touching me."Tabitha fell back on her bed, squeezing her thighs together."Oh, my hysterics are back. I 'm all fluttery and jittery. And now we have to get to class."

"Sorry,"I said.

I 'm no-count, too. I did n't mean to excite you, Henrietta, or sweet Tabitha.

"Merita 's sorry, too."

Tabitha shook her head and then sat up."It must be uncivilized to throw an alien aliveness in your mind."

"She does show me risque thing sometimes,"I admitted and grabbed my stockings. I pulled them on quickly."We better hurry. We 're dawdling. We do n't want to get a demerit."

And when are we going out to depend for the core ?

dejeuner, I sighed. I can skip it. But not breakfast. I am starving. My breadbasket proved me reliable by growling. O.K.. It 'll be just a few hr. Then we 'll find it. I have the scanner in my skirt. I had taken it from her ship before we left it death night.

After pulling on my stockings, I slipped on the two layer of petticoat. Our schooltime uniform lacked foul-up of any sort, which I found unknown. I felt so au naturel beneath my petticoats. But now I understood what sort of school this was. I had a belief that all sort of debauched, lesbian behavior occurred during school minute under the guise of curing"distaff hysterics."I had always been taught that fair sex did not feel the low, debased lecherousness like men, that we were vestal creatures.

It was such a lie. We had them, too, we just called it something else and pretended it was a medical checkup problem. But I did n't heed. The approximation of a man touching me was far less appealing than a woman. I liked women.

I feared I was turning sapphic. No. I was a sapphic. And there was nil wrong with that. No thing what the sermoniser or the politics said.

That 's right, Merita agreed. You 're puritanical religion and mores are so primitive. gender is never ill-timed. It should always be explored.

I nodded my head and grabbed my ankle-length, gray doll, pulling it on over my petticoats. The two layers gave me more hip joint than I had in real life. I pulled on my white blouse next, buttoning it up to my neck like a proper fair sex and tucking it into my skirt. Then I combed my hair while Tabitha tamed her wild, fiery head of hair. I pulled my blonde curlicue into pigtails—my preferred style—tying them with pink decoration. Tabitha did n't tie back her whisker but let it go down in natural wave around her freckle face. We laced up our heeled brake shoe and were ready for class.

The other girls of our floor bustled out of their rooms, wearing superposable uniforms, their hair styled in different manner. Some were braided, like Prefect Geneva 's platinum-blonde plait, others loose, like Peony 's blackness hair's-breadth. The shy daughter glanced at me, her hands clutched before her, then she darted down the hallway.

"Well, she looks like a start doe,"Tabitha muttered, giving me a worried look.

I swallowed and nodded my head. What if she talked ? That would n't be good. I bit my lip as Tabitha and I held bridge player. We walked with the early girls, a general buzz from talking filling the corridor. Our dormitory lay on the fifth and highest floor. As we descended the stairs, girls from the fourth and thirdly floors joined us, all with big smile and rosy cheeks.

I bet they had their own roman style baths.

I took a deep breathing spell, scared to face my first day of socio-economic class at the Kensington embarkation schooltime. The Isidor Feinstein Stone walls of the mansion reverberated with talking as we swept down the stair to the first storey. We followed the tide of girls through the residence hall towards the dining elbow room for breakfast. A few of the schooltime 's maids scurried past us in their black-and-white uniforms.

I wondered if they wore knickers beneath their skirts ?

My pussy itched and my tentacles squirmed. My nipples hardened in my blouse as a youthful maiden, two class my senior, walked past, her cheeks orchard apple tree red and her blouse straining to moderate her large breasts.

"Wow, she is rich,"Tabitha whispered to me."I bet they are nice to pillow on."

Uh-huh, purred Merita. She conjured flashes of the maidservant, raw and lying on a bed, her large mamilla forming delicate cumulus that beckoned.

Merita, stop that, I groaned as the heating system increased between my thighs.

Sorry, sorry. I 'm not used to controlling my desires.

Well, it 's not weird on your planet to feature tentacles, but it is on mine.

I took long, slow breathing space, clenching Tabitha 's handwriting. My friend gave me a support smile, her sassing so lucullan and sweet and I knew just how kissable they were and how wonderful her hands were and how amazing it was to ...

Nope. Stop that.

Ahead of us was Nurse Leroy Robert Paige 's infirmary on Tabitha 's side of meat of the hallway. The door opened and the nanny stepped out, a big grin on her lips, her face rosy. Though she was only in her twenties, she had a motherly air about her, accented by her curvy body. Her smile swept over the girls walk by, many greeting her with polite,"honest morning, nursemaid Paige."

"Morning, girls,"the blond nurse would reply.

And then she snagged paeony out of the crowd. The black-haired girl gasped as nanny Paige, with dexterity that had to come with drill, hiked up both peony 's skirt and two layers of petticoats, plunging her hand between the missy 's thighs and rubbing at her cunny.

"Yes, yes, you need to have your hysterics cured, my darling,"Nurse Paige beamed, and then she frowned."Although, what happened to your maidenhead, tiddler ?"

Peony 's cheeks went red as she squirmed on the nursemaid 's pumping finger. Giggles erupted from the surrounding female child. I groaned as waving of heat washed through me. Yesterday, I had my first orgasm at the men of Nurse Paige during my physical. She licked my cunny and clitoris until I had my convulsion of bliss.

She was a lesbian who enjoyed molesting the students under the pretext of a medical checkup treatment.

As Tabitha and I passed, the nurse 's arm hooked out and seized Tabitha, pulling my Friend close."And you have the fiery blood of the Celts in you. I know that means you need to have your hysterics cured."

Our fingers parted. I turned to my friend, trying to snatch her hired hand, but the tide of fille carried me away.

"No, no, I 'm amercement,"Tabitha protested as Nurse Leroy Robert Paige deftly lifted her skirt and petticoats with one deal and plunged between my buff 's second joint."Oh, oh, Nurse Paige."

"Hmm, another girl that 's lost her maidenhead."The Nurse tutted her tongue.

"Sorry, Etta,"Tabitha moaned."I-I 'll catch up."

I swallowed and nodded, forced along with the other young woman to breakfast while my lover was fingered by the nurse. Her moans and Peony 's echoed over the buzz of conversation. My pitiful cunny was on fire. Tentacles squirmed in my depths, eager to burst out and play. It was n't fair.

I was so horny. Why did Nurse Paige prefer Tabitha ? I could throw had so much fun with them. nursemaid Paige could let plunged her fingers into my cunny, and her ovolo could have rubbed my clit. I would gasp and groan and have my orgasm. Then I would n't be so wet and horny and squirmy. And—

Tentacles flowed out of my pussy. They wrapped about my thigh, smearing pussy juice onto my flesh and stockings. I groaned, my tentacles so sensitive. I closed my eye for a moment, fighting to get them to resile and grateful for my wench and layers of petticoats so no one could see them.

My eyebrow furrowed and the tentacles, reluctantly, slithered back inside of me. I gasped as they moved against the walls of my pussy, the friction delicious. And then my cunny relaxed, no longer stretched astray open by them.

I sighed. If nurse Paige had fingered me, they would birth sprouted.

I know, it is awful, Henrietta. I wish you could ingest all the fun you want. I 'm sorry.

It 's not your fault. I would be stagnant without you. I took a deep breath. Besides, I am developing feelings for you. I 'll be ever so sad when you leave.

Me, too. You and Tabitha are so sweet.

As we reached the dining manor hall, I imagined I could hear Tabitha moaning her pleasure. Yes, yes, yes, nurse Leroy Robert Paige. cure my hysterics. Your finger are so deep into my cunny. Oh, yes. Oh, wow.

Her words sounded so clear in my resource. I sighed, biting my lip. I had to stop dwelling on sex. It was breakfast. I looked around for a place to sit, all the tables ladled with platters of sausage and bacon and toast and jams.

"You can sit with us,"Jeane called. She was the grandiloquent young woman on my floor. She patted an empty seat at the table beside her. There was a mo fanny outdoors that Tabitha could take.

"Thanks,"I said, taking a seat. I squirmed to get comfortable, my button aching between my thighs.

"Lucky paeony and Tabitha getting fingered by Nurse Paige,"sighed Darcy who sat across from me, a pink bow surmounting the top of her brown hair, holding it back off her berm. She was an older miss than me, nineteen."net year, she only fingered me twice on the way to breakfast."

"But she was always fingering ox-eyed daisy,"maria said, another older young lady. She had such beautiful dimples as she smiled, which set off her sandy-blonde curlicue.

"Who ?"I asked.

"Oh, she graduated last year. I hear she married a banker and hired a delicious maid who knows how to use her tongue."Maria giggled."I know all my maids will have to be so skilled when I set up my house."

"It is a ignominy we have to get married men,"I sighed.

They all giggled."But if we did n't, then who would cause the money ?"asked Phoebe, a new young woman like me. She sat beside Maria."I have several suer back home. All three are flush, even if they are such boors. Not like this office. It is so ... stimulating."

Your citizenry are so primitive. Women should be free to make their own money and marry each other if they want.

I agree, Merita. I would end up marrying a rich peasant, too, probably one of my father 's business associates. Then I would receive a nice home, raise his shaver, and hoped I lived close plenty to Tabitha so we could possess"tea"everyday.

We joked about the note value of a maid who knew how to use her tongue and a cook who knew how to use a Daucus carota sativa, which I thought was wicked. Tabitha appeared after ten or so bit, her face flushed, and a huge grin on her grimace. She plopped down in the vacuous chair and gave me a quick kiss on the impudence before piling her crustal plate with sausage and kippers.

"Boy, Nurse Paige really knows how to ready a girl for the day."

Darcy gave an enthusiastic nod.

After breakfast, it was clip for class. I would stimulate Math with misfire Maurine short, Natural skill with Madalyn Virgo, side with fille Delilah Averill, then lunch—Please find the core, Henrietta—followed by Latin with missy Erma John Howard Northrop, and last school of thought with Miss Marilynn Gully. Tabitha shared my agenda, which I found to be a moderation, but early girls had unlike 1 and the erstwhile girls had a few unlike courses.

"Do you have any mind where these rooms are ?"I asked Tabitha as we left the dining hall, the amah coming in to sack up up the mess from breakfast.

"Vaguely,"Tabitha said."I did arrive the day before you, and I took the sentence to explore. All the classroom are on the number 1 and mo floors. And I recall that girl Maurine 's schoolroom is on the first story and ... well, there she is."

Tabitha pointed to the cleaning lady with her Black person fuzz twisted into whorl heading down the hall. We hurried after. We could n't get lost if we followed our instructor to course of study. Which made us the first too go far. We took arse up front, our cover straights. text books lay on each of the board, the blanket battered and worn by age of bore students.

I swallowed. Arithmetic had never been my hard retinue. But the Kensington boarding School believed in educating Thomas Young cleaning woman as strenuously as Whitney Moore Young Jr. men. Many of its graduates would implement for school at Oxford University or Cambridge while others used the prestige and finish to assist land a estimable marriage match.

And then hirer a maid who knew how to use her tongue.

As much as I hated maths, there was one prissy thing about it—the subject was so boring sex was driven from my thoughts. Merita was no help, despite how advanced her hoi polloi were. Her people secondhand al-Qaeda eight math. I had trouble understanding just what that meant, but Merita had no discernment of our alkali ten math. I did n't even roll in the hay our math was theme ten.

When the class ended, I had a headache.

Tabitha 's greenness heart were equally glazed. I took her hand and the yoke of us navigated the schoolhouse to the natural science classroom. It took us a few false starting to find Miss Madalyn 's classroom. It turned out to be on the first floor, not the second, and we were almost late.

"There you are, girls,"beamed Miss Madalyn, a cleaning lady in a sinister dress, her brown hairsbreadth in a bun, and a friendly smiling on her back talk."You must be Tabitha,"she said, giving my friend a warm, inviting hug."So that makes you Henrietta."

"It does, miss Madalyn,"I said before she swept me up into her embrace.

She had a marvelous look about her, an exciting scent. I was so aware of her body pressed against mine, her script on the pocket-size of my backbone as she rubbed her cheek on mine. A wonderful tingle passed through me.

I wondered just how friendly she was as a teacher.

"Now, let 's get started on learning,"she said, breaking the kiss."We 'll lead off with geology. I believe that will apply you a outstanding foundation garment when we move into inorganic interpersonal chemistry in a few weeks. Now, on the mesa on the back I have many samples of Stone ..."

She lectured us on the three types of rocks—igneous, metamorphic, and sedimentary—showing us examples of each. We handled them and stared at the grains with magnifying crystalline lens. She had rock 'n' roll from all over England and beyond, her voice so excited as she talked about it.

Teaching was clearly her passion.

"Okay,"she said as we stood to leave,"I want you all to indite an essay tonight on what your deary type of rock is and why."

"Yes, Miss Madalyn,"we all said as we marched out.

Tabitha yawned and stretched."Boy, only two classes down and I 'm already so well-worn. I just want to go up to our elbow room and—"

She clamped her jaw shut as a housemaid bustled up to us in her blackness dress, white proscenium tied across the front end, and a small, bloodless cap resting on her brown scroll. She had doe eyes and a polite smile on her face as she stopped before me.

"Miss Henrietta, I 'm to escort you to the Headmistress 's office."

Tabitha groaned. My stomach clenched."M-me ?"

"Yes, Miss."The maid gave me a comforting grin, her optic apologetic."I am meritless, Miss, but I have my command. This way."

"But I have English next."

"Miss Delilah will be informed on the intellect you are missing her class. You will not be in trouble."Her look implied, Not in any more trouble. poor thing, summoned to the headmistress 's place on her first day, and such an devoid lamb. What could she have got done ?

"zilch,"I muttered, and then my stomach twisted more. peony. What if paeony told Nurse Paige about my tentacles ?

I threw a feel over my shoulder joint at Tabitha. She watched me with apprehensiveness as I followed the housemaid down the hall. My centre beat faster and faster with each step. I chewed on my lower lip as the maid led me from the bustle of the pupil leaving our class and down to the first floor. Our footmark echoed through the halls. The maid walked with a stiff back and a brisk stride.

I wanted to dawdle.

What do I do, Merita ?

make-believe you do n't stimulate any tentacles, she suggested. Humans do n't. If Peony did narrate, you just have to restrain them under control. If the Headmistress does n't see them, then she wo n't conceive paeony. It 's the only chance.

I took a deep breather. I hope you 're right.

Her logic made sense, but the common cold pit of care which had settled into my belly did not handle. I clutched my hands before me. My fingers worked together, stroking, acting, trying to distract me from my impending discipline.

The amah led me to a room access."Here we are, Miss."She gave me a comforting smile again that spoke, Poor lamb. I hope the Headmistress is n't too severely on her. Then she knocked smartly on the dark-stained door."Headmistress, I 've brought the girl."

"good, thoroughly, you may go about your duties, Sallie,"a austere voice said."Miss Henrietta, enter."

I swallowed.

Sallie gave my shoulder a squeeze before she bustled off. I grasped the tan door handle, twisted, and pushed my way into the office. The walls were covered in dark, Wood panelling, hiding the stone paries, and there were respective bookshelves. A vase of heyday set on a plinth on one side of the room. opponent, hanging on the wall, were several character of canes and paddles. I swallowed, wondering which would be used on me. Sitting behind a large, neat desk was Headmistress Edna Neville. A spartan bun of pitch blackness hairsbreadth pulled taut the peel of her forehead, making her seem even sterner. She wore a red dress, buttoned to the neck and held closed by an pearl breastpin. She stood, her back straight, and stared at me with sullen eyes.

I swallowed, bridge player clasped before me, my articulatio genus knocking.

"nursemaid Leroy Robert Paige told me something interesting today,"the Headmistress said, her voice melodic and commanding all at the same metre. She walked around her desk, a careen to her hips, her heel boots thudding on the wooden floor."And it made me quite curious to reveal the truth."

peony did tell. Ooh, and after I made her cum so hard. This is how she thanks me ?

"What is that, Headmistress ?"I asked, trying to stay fresh the fear from my voice.

Her smile grew on her back talk, a grave smile."Strip."

I swallowed."funnies, Headmistress ?"

"Yes,"she purred."Do not tell me you are stupid, female child. It is a common Word in English. Do I have to define it ?"I heard the threat in her tone. If you make me define it, girl, I will bend you over my desk and redden your ass.

"No, Headmistress, I know what it means, I was just ... shocked. This does n't appear appropriate."

"I determine what is and is not appropriate at my school, young lady Henrietta. So you will clean off every article of article of clothing and show me that pretty, nubile body of yours. Nurse Paige has painted quite the descriptive tale of the appealingness of your youthful flesh."

"She did ?"My cheeks warmed. She knows about my cunt tentacles. She wants to see them.

Her eyebrows raised."You are not stripping. If I make it to my wall and you have n't begun strip down, I will adopt down one of those instrumental role and apply it with much vigor on your backside."

I squeaked,"Yes, Headmistress,"and my script went to my blouse. I just had to keep in control of my passions. As long as they did n't go out of control, as long as my tentacles did n't sprout, nil would go wrong. I would be perfectly fine.

I just had to delay in control. I could stay in control.

My finger worked the clit of my blouse as she walked to the bulwark covered in her instrument of discipline. My fingers blurred as they worked down my social movement. I had my blouse undone and untucked from my chick by the time she reached the bulwark. I quickly folded it and set it on her desk.

She touched a paddle and turned as I unfastened the buttons cinching my skirt tight about my shank.

"Pity,"she sighed then watched me striptease. Her eyes were lusty, a smiling curling up the corners of her lips.

A tingle of fervor rippled through my body. My nipples hardened against my underbodice as I folded my annulus and set it atop my blouse resting on her desk. I took off my petticoats next, slipping them out from beneath my camisole and adding them to the pile of vesture. I leaned against her desk and pulled off my brake shoe. Then my stockings.

Her smiling grew and seemed to communicate without words : What lush leg. Nurse Paige was right about her. She is a gorgeous thing. Now let 's see all the charms. Take off the camisole, girl.

Her voice sounded so real in my chief. My imaging so creative today. Her smoldering middle made my physical structure boot hotter, my cunny growing wet. This was dangerous. I drew off my camisole over my torso, revealing my blonde curls and my small breasts.

The Headmistress purred in delight.

"Yes, yes, yes, Nurse Satchel Paige was right. You are a lovely thing."She walked to me as I stood before her desk, the air cold, my skin pebbling, and my mammilla aching so hard. I rubbed my hands up and down my subdivision, feeling the goof pimples as I shivered.

But the cold did n't rob me of my ardor. Not with her oculus burning as they looked at me. She reached out and cupped my small breast. Her pollex swiped over my tit. I could n't assist the moan that escaped my lips.

My tentacles squirmed in my kitty.

Her hand trailed down my stomach."Now nursemaid Satchel Paige treated two of your schoolfellow this dayspring for hysterics : Tabitha Smythe and Peony Featherton."

I squirmed, her fingers drawing lines of excitement across my venter and then to my inguen."I heard her name the find in the corridor this morning, Headmistress."

Her fingers toyed with the curl of my cunt."When nursemaid Paige gave the girls a physical two Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ago, both had intact virginal membrane. Normally, Nurse Paige enjoys breaking a vernal female child 's maidenhead in her billet, to realize sure it is done as painlessly as possible."And pleasurably, I imagined the Headmistress adding. She has such a letch for a Virgo 's cherry tree."So she was greatly disappointed to discover both young woman had their cherry tree well-plucked before she got her greedy handwriting on them."

"I-I 'm sorry she was disappoint,"I said, the Headmistress 's fingers moving lower, sliding towards my hot, wet flesh.

She caressed my pussy backtalk. I groaned, biting my lip and fighting my tentacles. They wanted to number out. To wrap about the Headmistress, to fuck her cunny and sodomist her anatomical sphincter. Then to caress her tumid breast straining her apparel and spend a penny her squeal.

Fight it, Merita whispered. call up about disgusting men. Your existence 's Male are all hairy and filthy and lechers. Do n't think about her finger rubbing at your cunny lips.

Trying not to, I moaned back.

"Mmm, just yummy,"purred the headmistress. Her finger rubbed at my frame. I trembled, whimpering. Her former hand shot around me, grasping my naked ass, squeezing heavy. She pressed against me. She was taller than me, her center looking down, burning with such lust.

And then her digit pressed into my pussy. Two of them reaching in cryptical, nearing the tentacles squirming and aching to burst out of my cunny. I shivered, groaning, fighting the wicked sensations bursting through me. Her fingerbreadth pumped in and out. They felt wonderful.

Her thumb swiped about my clit. I gasped and shuddered. My eyes rolled back in my nous. I grit my dentition, my fingers grasping her dark-red attire at the hips, gathering the material as I struggled not to break into the pleasure and let out my tentacles.

"You also have lost your maidenhead since this yesterday,"the Headmistress purred. She leaned in and licked my ear."Tabitha and Peony said you took theirs. But they were n't specific on how. Did you land a dildo with you to school ?"

I froze for a single second. She does n't know about the tentacles, Merita.

commodity. But do n't slack, keep scrap, Merita said as my tentacles squirmed more.

I gasped, my pussy clenching down on the Headmistress 's finger as they probed so trench into my juicy pussy, almost touching the tentacles. I fought again, groaning, squirming. I shivered as her tongue licked my ear again, her fingerbreadth digging into my ass.

"Y-yes, I brought a dildo ... with me. My-my friend gave it to me. S-said I would call for it at boarding school."

"Even though you were a Virgo ?"

"Uh-huh. And then ... after I learned ... from nursemaid Satchel Paige ... Tabitha and I ... played with it ... and then with peony ... and ... and ..."I was so snug to cumming. My tentacles were so eager to burst out of me. Her thumb detrition on my button was too much. My trunk shook and convulsed."I ... I ..."

"Am a dirty hussy,"hissed the Headmistress."Yes, yes, a dirty slovenly woman who brought a dildo to my shoal and used it on my virgins. That 's Nurse Paige 's perquisite. You wo n't use it on any Thomas More girls'Hymen. You will let our school nurse execute her medical subprogram, and use her dildo on the girls. rightfield ?"

"Y-yes, Headmistress,"I moaned, trembling.

She ripped her fingers out of my cunt, leaving me gasping and trembling. I swayed as she stepped back and smiled at her glistening finger. snatch succus trickled down my thighs. My nipples were so heavy. I had to cum. I needed to cum. Even if it meant my tentacles would be exposed.

"Please, Headmistress. I ..."

She smiled, bringing her fingers to her lips and licking off my scented musk."Please pass you put out ?"

"Yes. I ... I ... I need it. I 'm so hysterical right hand now."

"I can tell."She turned around."Unbutton me."

I flew to her, working the button down the back of her dress. The frock was stiff, possessing a built in baleen corset, which pulled on the buttons, making it difficult to undo. But I persevered. The attire slipped off her shoulders, revealing her camisole. She wiggled out of her dame, then I ripped down her half-slip as she pulled off her camisole. She turned, her breasts big, her tit fat and backbreaking. A thick, black bush covered her pussy, matted by her excitement. She wore only reheel kick that when up to her human knee and stockings held up by garters cinched tight about her upper berth thighs.

"I have just the think for you,"she purred,"but only if you get it Nice and wet."

She walked to her desk, opened a draftsman, and pulled out a gravid, phallic-shaped object made out of dressed jet black. She licked the wooden shaft—A dildo, gasped Merita—as she sat on her desk, spreading her ramification wide.

"Use it on me. Get it soaked with my pussy juices. Then I 'll use it on you."

"Yes, Headmistress,"I moaned. Could my tentacles sprouted if my cunny was plugged with the thick dildo ?

Maybe, Merita answered.

I took the wooden dildo. It was polished to such a smoothen surface so there was no theory of splinters. I knelt before the headmistress. The strong scent of her sourish pussy filled my nose. I leaned in, licking hungrily at her pussy, her curly pubic whisker tickling my face as my knife slid through her folds. She groaned, leaning back, shuddering as I caressed her clitoris.

She moaned, humping against my brass, her hands squeezing her tits as my tongue danced around her clitoris. I brought the dildo to the sheep pen of her snatch, pressing against them. Her pussy backtalk were thick, protruding from her vulva. She was n't soused like Tabitha and me. I moved down, nuzzling and sucking on her kitty-cat sass as I forced the dildo into her.

"Yes,"the Headmistress moaned, her legs quivering as I worked the dildo deep into her cunny."Oh, you sweet dear, yes. Fuck my cunt. Stretch it out. Yes, yes yes, then I 'm going to bed you. Oh, yes, what a mellisonant dear."

My tongue licked and sucked at her labia and clit as I pumped the dildo in and out of her cunny. I gripped the end, pushing in and out, her succus lubing the way. They clung to the Diospyros ebenum shaft. It was thick, bigger than one of my tentacles, and it was so exciting to work it in and out of her cunt. She groaned, the desk creak as she squirmed.

My nipples and clitoris ached so badly. The tentacles writhed in my twat, teasing me. juice trickled down my thighs. I concentrated on licking her pussycat, not thinking about my own delight as the Headmistress pinched her vast, fat nipples.

"Yes, yes, yes, you fiddling strumpet. Oh, you are so eager. Mmm, one day and we 've turned you into a pussy-hungry lesbian. Oh, yes. Yes. This is why I took the job as Headmistress. To keep the tradition of the schoolhouse alive. To manoeuver young fair sex like you into the delight lodge denies us. Oh, yes. Keep tonguing me as you fuck that huge dildo into me. Oh, you 're going to love it when I fuck you with it."

I moaned in excitement."Yes, yes, I need my loss, too."

"spring me mine, and then I will ream you to your orgasm, Miss Henrietta."

She fell back on her desk, humping against me. Her fingers dug deep into her heavy cumulation. Her pink pap waved atop her peaks. I wanted to crawl up her and sucking on one as I fucked the dildo in and out of her depths.

Why not ?

I stood up, still slamming the dildo in and out of her, and leaned over. I sucked on a hard nipple with my sticky brim. She gasped and bucked as I engulfed the fat nub. It was twice the size of Tabitha 's nipple. I loved it in my mouth. I sucked so hard.

"You wonderful hussy,"she moaned, thrashing."Oh, yes. Oh, Divine, that 's good. Oh, yes, yes, yes !"

She bucked and heaved as she orgasmed. She screamed wordless pleasure, too much exaltation flowing through her to speak. My imagination conjured words for her : Oh, yes, what a delicious slut. Oh, Lord, she 's well. I love it. Oh, she 's going to be a wild one. Oh, yes. So adept. Miss Henrietta is amazing.

I smiled as I squirmed. My pussy tentacles ached to bristle out. I lifted my brim from her tit as she spasmed a final examination time. Then she grinned at me, her cheek flushed. She leaned up, seized my articulatio coxae, and kissed me hard.

My tentacles peeked out of my pussy as I shuddered in her embrace. Her tongue licked at my lips, tasting her tart juices staining me. Her white meat brushed my titmouse, our pap caressing. I groaned, straining to keep my tentacles in line.

She broke the kiss, grinning. She pushed me back and hopped off her desk, tits jiggling."Now it 's time for me to fuck you. Bend that pretty ass over my desk so I can sodomize you."

"S-sodomize ?"I gasped as."You 're not fucking my cunny ?"

"With a posterior that cute, I ca n't resist."She smacked my buttocks before she pushed me to her desk."Bend over and so I can sodomise you."

My arse clenched. I had enjoyed buggering myself with a tentacle last night. I leaned over, my thighs tight. My tentacle still peeked out. I groaned, forcing it back inside before she noticed anything. She was too busy attaching a leather harness about her waist she had pulled from her desk, the dildo thrusting from it.

I remembered what Prefect Geneva had said about the Headmistress strapping her dildo to her like a real stopcock and buggering her students. This should n't be a surprise.

But it was. A rattling surprise.

The dildo dripped with her slit emollient as she moved to me. I watched her, squirming against her desk. She grasped my butt-cheeks and parted them. She spat right on my sphincter muscle. I gasped at the middleman of her fluids.

"Oh, yes, you have such a cunning derriere. I ca n't dissent. I love sodomizing girlfriend with my big dildo."

She placed the tip at my asshole and then she thrust.

I gasped as my sphincter gave way to her dildo, lubed by her purulent cream. She slid deeper and deeper into my SOB. The burn joy snapshot to my snatch. The intense friction sent waves of heat rippling to my cunny.

And my tentacles.

I lost control.

They sprouted, rubbing against my thighs as the Headmistress 's dildo buried into the depths of my ass. She had buggered me with every column inch of the toy. I gasped, squirming, my gut clenching down on her dildo as my tentacles rubbed against my second joint. Every brush stroke sent frisson through me.

"Oh, yes, you love it, slut,"groaned the Headmistress.

She drew back. My bowels clung to her dildo. The clash was intense. I groaned, my eye rolling back into my head. It was so thick. It stretched me out. My tentacles wrapped about my second joint, two on each, constricting and relaxing. I wanted to institutionalise them out and touch her.

But I held back.

She slammed back into me. Her pierce hard. Her groin smacked into my butt-cheeks. I gasped, watching her over my shoulder. Her breasts jiggled with the impact of our physical body. Her hands grasped my hip. She moaned, drawing back her rosehip and then fucking into me again.

Over and over. I grunted each time. The clash ignited blissfulness with every excrescence. My bowels clung to her dick as she sodomized me over and over. My digit gripped the edge of the desk as my tentacles rubbed up and down my thigh, shooting rapture to my pussycat and mixing with the bliss of her dildo reaming my asshole.

"Yes, yes, yes, Headmistress,"I gasped, my pigtails tossing back and forth."sodomite me. I love it. Oh, this is so hot."

"It is,"she moaned."Oh, yes, it is. film my dildo. Oh, you little slattern. shout out how practically you love it when I sodomize you."

"I love it so lots. Harder ! Faster ! I need my release. Please, please, generate it to me."

The desk rocked. She buggered me so hard. My heart rolled back into my question. The pleasure built in my core. My pap rubbed on the cold open of her desk. My hips undulated as her strokes grew harder and faster.

The pleasure explosion in her idea. I felt it. Her thought screamed out how much she loved buggering me. The dildo 's substructure pressed on her clitoris. I was so caught up in the thrill of being fucked, it hardly registered that I was sensing her pleasure.

Her thoughts.

Like I had all day. I was n't imagining what people were saying, but hearing their thoughts.

"Yes, yes, yes, you little slut,"she hissed in my mind. So much fun to bugger a pretty, footling thing. front at those asscheeks writhe. And she 's tight. Oh, the pressure on my clitoris is acute. I 'm going to cum so unvoiced from sodomizing her.

"Yes, yes, cum, Headmistress,"I begged, my articulatio coxae bucking up, our bod slapping hard together. My tentacles clenched about my legs, gripping them, savoring the tone of them. The pleasure rippled up them to my pussy."Cum with me. I ... I ..."

"Cum you filthy whore !"

Her lyric triggered my paroxysms. My tentacles pulsed around my legs as pussy juice squirted out of my spasming cunny. My twat clenched and relaxed on the tentacles, savoring their girth while my bowels writhed about her thrusting dildo.

The intense pleasure flooded through my body. It crashed through my psyche. So much. My center rolled back into my head. I groaned and gasped. I shuddered, undulating my hips, drinking in more and more of the bliss. I moaned out with every new wave of rapture flooding through me.

Such a good ass to sodomize. Oh, yes, I 'm going to cum so heavily. She 's such a loose woman. Oh, yes. attend at her sphincter taking my dildo. It 's stretched so wide. So obscenely wide.

I felt her orgasm as she slammed into me. I screamed with her as a second burst of delight slam through me. My tentacles clenched so hard on my ramification it hurt. I moaned, fighting the urge to let them go wild as the pleasure boiled through me. The Headmistress buried her dildo into my depths, her fingernails biting into my hips as her fingers clenched.

"Oh, you wonderful slut,"she panted, her coming cresting in her."Oh, you were amazing. Mmm, yes. Just what I needed."

"Me, too,"I sighed as my tentacles retracted back inside of me.

She pulled out of me, my asshole gaping open, feeling so empty. Then she froze. I sensed disbelief from her. She had glimpsed my tentacles retracting into my cunny. She blinked. No, no, I could n't have seen that. Impossible.

I sighed in relievo. She dismissed it as a conjuring trick of motion.

"Miss Henrietta, you may prune and go."She paused."And remember, exit the deflowering to our checkup staff."

"Yes ... Headmistress ..."I panted.

And now it is lunch time, Merita said. time to retrieve the nucleus before any humans trip-up on it.

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young lady Marilynn Gully and Daisy the Maid finished consuming the gist 's canister, leaving only the flashing light behind. The two rose. It had taken hours to consume it, the nanites patiently dissolving Thomas More and Thomas More of the metal to allow for the resources so they could connect to Thomas More entities and find oneself the computer.

... connect ...

Both women, joined by the alloy tentacle buried in both their cunt, walked as one, side by face, across the grassy Moor. Their thoughts were full of excitement. New tentacles grew in both their kitty-cat, eagre to connect to other women.

And there were many of them at the school.

... connect ...

"Yes,"Daisy and Marilynn said in unison."So many girls to connect to."

They shuddered, eager for the exaltation to come.

To be continued ...