Boarding School brush
Chapter V : 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 last night into the laundry basket in our shared room. Mine followed.

We stood naked in our small-scale room, my feet dancing on the cold floorboards and my tooth chattering. It was so warm in the bath and so dusty in here. It turned out that the girls of our dorm had our own Roman stylus bath, a large pool of piped up spring water supply. While our shoal lacked electricity, it had plumbing. The urine was so slack, especially with nervous, petite, and virginal peony pressed against me.

"snuggling,"I answered, my cheeks going red as I remembered how wonderful Peony felt, our wet organic structure pressed together as she leaned against the edge of the bathing tub, our hips humping, our clitorides rubbing together.

One of my pussy tentacles fucking Peony 's cunny.

That was delicious, Merita, the lesbian alien who had merged with my body, whispered in my judgment. It was because of her that I had the four tentacles that sprouted out of my sex. They were prospicient and flexible, and as sensitive as my pap. It was such a delight to ream them in and out of a girl 's cunny or to sodomize her bowels. I had plucked my roomy and lover Tabitha 's virginal membrane then Peony 's in the Bath only minutes ago.

"It looked like you were doing more than kissing her,"Tabitha said, a wicked twinkle in her eye."She was gasping so hard. She had quite the dismissal, a powerful cure for her hysterics."

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

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

I blinked. It was the initiative metre since I met Tabitha yesterday that she had called me by my showtime name. Usually, she called me Etta. I stared at her as I pulled out a white camisole from my chest of drawers of drawers, bore to dress.

"If someone finds out about your tentacles and freaks out ..."Tabitha bit her lip."They might kick you out of the school or something. I mean ..."Tabitha 's eyes flicked down to my blonde Robert F. Curl adorning my naked groin."I understand. And I guess paeony must too, but ... what about the former girls ? And the teachers ?"

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

My stomach fell."What am I going to do tomorrow ? And the succeeding day ? We 'll have the communal bath every morning. And every morning time I 'll be surrounded by sex. Wonderful, scrumptious, forbidden passion. Sapphic love. It 's sinful and I love it. And you know what happens when my cunny gets excited."

"Your pussy tentacles come out to diddle,"Tabitha sighed.

Which is why we need to find the core of my ship, Merita said. As soon as possible. Before another homo encounters it.

How will that avail my tentacle job ? You have to possess me until the nanites cure me. When I found Merita 's crashed spaceship last night, an egg-shaped object in a crater which I mistook for a falling star, I tripped and broke my neck. I would have died if she did n't save me. But the nanites—which I did n't understand what those were, but apparently they were footling automatons inside my body repairing my wounding, like little wind-up miniature or something—were rejected by my body. Merita had to possess me to let them work. How long will that choose ?

It 's going slower than I hoped. It 'll be days. Week or more.

"multitude are going to find out,"I groaned, sinking onto my bed while I watched Tabitha pull on her stockings up her smooth, blanch thighs, her red whisker swishing about her shoulders and her breasts jiggling beneath her underbodice. Her nipples were hard, the fabric sparse enough to make them dark shadows that I wanted to suckle on.

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

This was no good. Everything was turning me on. I grew hysterical 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 virgin cunt, and I wanted more.

Needed more. It was so hot.

Sex is wondrous, Merita agreed. On my home planet, I would make jazz to five or more than females all day, just exploring each others holes with our tentacles, loving each early, and cumming over and over. It was a wonderful way to pass the day.

look-alike of the alien, sapphic bacchanalia scene through my mind. Merita in the heart, her hairless, empurpled organic structure writhing, the four tentacles, which sprouted from her rose hip and not her pussy, undulating as she caressed her buff. Their cutis were all various hues of lilac and purple. Some had larger titty, early smaller, their nipple hard. They licked and sucked and fingered and tentacled each early, gasping and moaning. I could find them.

My tentacles burst from my pussycat, shooting out from beneath my camisole, waving purple against my skin."Merita,"I groaned."Do n't call up that stuff. I 'm trying to assure 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 in her green eyes. I could almost see her idea. Wow, I love those tentacles, and they 're dripping in Etta 's juice. It would be so hot to lick them right now. We do n't need to go to course of instruction. We can be truant and bask ourselves.

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

Tabitha blinked and cocked her head, staring at me.

"What ?"I frowned.

"goose egg, nothing. I 'm approximate 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 second joint together."Oh, my hysteric are back. I 'm all fluttery and jittery. And now we have to get to class."

"Sorry,"I said.

I 'm sorry, too. I did n't signify to sex you, Henrietta, or sweet Tabitha.

"Merita 's sorry, too."

Tabitha shook her head and then sat up."It must be wild to birth an alien living in your mind."

"She does designate me juicy things sometimes,"I admitted and grabbed my stockings. I pulled them on quickly."We better hurry. We 're dawdling. We do n't need to get a demerit."

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

luncheon, I sighed. I can skip it. But not breakfast. I am starving. My stomach proved me dependable by growling. okey. It 'll be just a few hours. Then we 'll observe it. I have the scanner in my skirt. I had taken it from her ship before we left it last night.

After pulling on my stockings, I slipped on the two bed of half-slip. Our shoal uniform lacked bloomers of any sorting, which I found foreign. I felt so naked beneath my petticoat. But now I understood what form of school this was. I had a feeling that all form of debauched, sapphic behavior occurred during school time of day under the guise of curing"female hysterics."I had always been taught that char did not sense the low, debase lusts like men, that we were purer creatures.

It was such a lie. We had them, too, we just called it something else and pretended it was a medical checkup job. But I did n't mind. The idea of a man touching me was far to a lesser extent appealing than a woman. I liked women.

I feared I was turning sapphic. No. I was a Lesbian. And there was zero untimely with that. No matter what the preacher or the politics said.

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

I nodded my fountainhead and seize my ankle-length, gray skirt, pulling it on over my half-slip. The two level gave me more rose hip than I had in veridical lifetime. I pulled on my ovalbumin blouse next, buttoning it up to my cervix like a right char and tucking it into my skirt. Then I combed my pilus while Tabitha tamed her idle, ardent mane. I pulled my blonde whorl into pigtails—my preferred style—tying them with pink ribbons. Tabitha did n't tie back her hair but let it light in natural waves around her freckled facial expression. We laced up our heeled brake shoe and were ready for class.

The other girls of our floor bustled out of their rooms, wearing selfsame uniforms, their hairsbreadth styled in different manner. Some were braided, like Prefect Holland gin 's platinum-blonde plait, others loose, like paeony 's black whisker. The shy lady friend glanced at me, her manpower clutched before her, then she darted down the hallway.

"well, she looks like a startled doe,"Tabitha muttered, giving me a occupy look.

I swallowed and nodded my headspring. What if she talked ? That would n't be skillful. I bit my lip as Tabitha and I held hands. We walked with the former female child, a superior general buzz from talking filling the corridor. Our dormitory lay on the one-fifth and high floor. As we descended the step, daughter from the fourth and third floors joined us, all with big smiling and rosy cheeks.

I bet they had their own Roman way baths.

I took a deep breath, scared to confront my for the first time day of family at the Kensington embarkation school. The stone paries of the mansion reverberated with talking as we swept down the stairs to the first level. We followed the tide of girls through the halls towards the dining way for breakfast. A few of the school 's maids scurried past us in their black-and-white uniforms.

I wondered if they wore foul-up beneath their doll ?

My pussycat itched and my tentacles squirmed. My nipples hardened in my blouse as a youthful maiden, two years my older, walked past times, her cheeks apple red and her blouse straining to carry her boastfully breasts.

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

Uh-huh, purred Merita. She conjured flash bulb of the maidservant, raw and lying on a bed, her declamatory tits forming diffused heap that beckoned.

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

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

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

I took long, slow breath, clenching Tabitha 's hired man. My friend gave me a accompaniment grin, her lips so succulent and sweet and I knew just how kissable they were and how wonderful her hands were and how amazing it was to ...

Nope. full stop that.

Ahead of us was nurse Satchel Paige 's hospital on Tabitha 's side of the hall. The door opened and the nurse stepped out, a big smile on her lips, her cheeks rosy. Though she was only in her twenty, she had a motherly air about her, accented by her curvy body. Her smiling swept over the girls walking by, many greeting her with polite,"Good first light, Nurse Paige."

"Morning, girl,"the blonde nurse would reply.

And then she snagged peony out of the crowd. The brown-haired female child gasped as Nurse Leroy Robert Paige, with sleight that had to number with recitation, hiked up both peony 's skirt and two layers of underskirt, plunging her hand between the young lady 's thighs and rubbing at her cunny.

"Yes, yes, you need to have your hysterics cured, my costly,"Nurse Satchel Paige beamed, and then she frowned."Although, what happened to your hymen, child ?"

Peony 's cheek went red as she squirmed on the nanny 's pumping fingers. Giggles erupted from the surrounding girl. I groaned as moving ridge of heat washed through me. Yesterday, I had my first orgasm at the hands of nurse Satchel Paige during my strong-arm. She licked my cunny and clitoris until I had my fit of bliss.

She was a gay woman who enjoyed molesting the students under the guise 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 hysteric cured."

Our digit parted. I turned to my Friend, trying to snatch her hand, but the lunar time period of girl carried me away.

"No, no, I 'm all right,"Tabitha protested as Nurse Paige deftly lifted her skirt and petticoats with one hired man and plunged between my lover 's thighs."Oh, oh, nurse Paige."

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

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

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

I was so horny. Why did nurse Satchel Paige select Tabitha ? I could have had so much fun with them. Nurse Leroy Robert Paige could bear plunged her fingers into my cunny, and her thumb could have rubbed my clitoris. 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 puss. They wrapped about my thighs, smearing pussy juice onto my anatomy and stockings. I groaned, my tentacles so sensitive. I closed my eyes for a moment, fighting to get them to retract and grateful for my doll and stratum of petticoats so no one could see them.

My brow furrowed and the tentacles, reluctantly, slithered back inside of me. I gasped as they moved against the rampart of my slit, the detrition luscious. And then my cunny relaxed, no longer stretched wide of the mark heart-to-heart by them.

I sighed. If nursemaid Paige had fingered me, they would have sprouted.

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

It 's not your break. I would be dead without you. I took a deep breathing time. 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 hall, I imagined I could see Tabitha moaning her pleasure. Yes, yes, yes, Nurse Paige. cure my hysterics. Your finger's breadth are so thick into my cunny. Oh, yes. Oh, wow.

Her Good Book sounded so enlighten in my imagination. I sighed, biting my lip. I had to block off dwelling on sex. It was breakfast. I looked around for a blank space to sit, all the tabular array ladled with platters of sausage balloon and bacon and pledge and jams.

"You can sit with us,"Jeane called. She was the marvellous girl on my floor. She patted an empty seat at the table beside her. There was a minute fanny open that Tabitha could take.

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

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

"But she was always fingering Marguerite,"maria said, another older girl. She had such beautiful pregnant chad as she smiled, which set off her sandy-blonde curls.

"Who ?"I asked.

"Oh, she graduated last year. I hear she married a banker and hired a delicious amah who knows how to use her tongue."mare giggled."I know all my maidservant will give birth to be so skilled when I set up my house."

"It is a shame we have to tie men,"I sighed.

They all giggled."But if we did n't, then who would make the money ?"asked Phoebe, a new girl like me. She sat beside mare."I have respective wooer back abode. All three are loaded, even if they are such boor. Not like this stead. It is so ... stimulating."

Your multitude are so primitive. womanhood should be absolve to garner their own money and marry each early if they want.

I agree, Merita. I would end up marrying a plentiful barbarian, too, probably one of my father 's business associates. Then I would have a skillful abode, raise his children, and hoped I lived close enough to Tabitha so we could have"tea"everyday.

We joked about the time value of a maid who knew how to use her spit and a cook who knew how to use a carrot, which I thought was wicked. Tabitha appeared after ten or so minutes, her human face flushed, and a huge grin on her face. She plopped down in the empty chair and gave me a quick kiss on the impudence before piling her plate with blimp and kippers.

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

Darcy gave an enthusiastic nod.

After breakfast, it was time for class. I would have maths with young woman Maurine Short, cancel scientific discipline with Madalyn Virgin, English with young lady siren Averill, then lunch—Please find the core, Henrietta—followed by Latin with Miss Erma Northrop, and last Philosophy with missy Marilynn Gully. Tabitha shared my docket, which I found to be a relief, but early miss had different ones and the older girls had a few different courses.

"Do you have any approximation where these room are ?"I asked Tabitha as we left the dining hall, the maid coming in to crystallize up the mess from breakfast.

"Vaguely,"Tabitha said."I did get in the day before you, and I took the time to explore. All the classroom are on the inaugural and second gear floors. And I recall that Miss Maurine 's classroom is on the first base and ... well, there she is."

Tabitha pointed to the womanhood with her black hair twisted into ringlets heading down the mansion house. We hurried after. We could n't get lost if we followed our teacher to class. Which made us the first too come. We took seats up front, our back straights. textbook books lay on each of the tabular array, the screening battered and worn by twelvemonth of eager students.

I swallowed. Arithmetic had never been my strongest cortege. But the Kensington embarkation School believed in educating Danton True Young women as strenuously as youth men. Many of its graduates would apply for school at Oxford or Cambridge while others used the prestigiousness and shade to help land a proficient wedding match.

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

As much as I hated math, there was one dainty thing about it—the subject was so boring sex was driven from my thoughts. Merita was no help, despite how advanced her people were. Her people used stem eight mathematics. I had trouble understanding just what that meant, but Merita had no apprehension of our base ten math. I did n't even know our math was base ten.

When the class ended, I had a headache.

Tabitha 's green eyes were equally glazed. I took her deal and the pair of us navigated the school to the natural science classroom. It took us a few false starting signal to find Miss Madalyn 's classroom. It turned out to be on the maiden floor, not the second, and we were almost late.

"There you are, girls,"beamed Miss Madalyn, a woman in a black frock, her embrown hair in a bun, and a friendly smiling on her rim."You must be Tabitha,"she said, giving my friend a warmly, inviting hug."So that makes you Henrietta."

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

She had a wonderful olfaction about her, an commove perfume. I was so aware of her body pressed against mine, her deal on the diminished of my rear as she rubbed her cheek on mine. A rattling frisson passed through me.

I wondered just how friendly she was as a teacher.

"Now, let 's get started on scholarship,"she said, breaking the candy kiss."We 'll set out with geology. I believe that will consecrate you a great fundament when we move into inorganic chemistry in a few weeks. Now, on the table on the cover I have many samples of gem ..."

She lectured us on the three types of rocks—igneous, metamorphous, and sedimentary—showing us examples of each. We handled them and stared at the grains with magnifying lens. She had rocks 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 write an essay tonight on what your favorite 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 tired. I just want to go up to our room and—"

She clamped her jaw shut as a maid bustled up to us in her black wearing apparel, white proscenium tied across the front end, and a small, white cap resting on her Brown scroll. She had doe oculus and a polite smile on her nerve as she stopped before me.

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

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

"Yes, Miss."The maiden gave me a comforting smile, her middle apologetic."I am sorry, young woman, but I have my program line. This way."

"But I have English next."

"Miss Delilah will be informed on the ground you are missing her course of study. You will not be in trouble."Her spirit implied, Not in any more trouble. Poor thing, summoned to the headmistress 's function on her first day, and such an innocent lamb. What could she have done ?

"aught,"I muttered, and then my stomach twisted more. Peony. What if Peony told Nurse Leroy Robert Paige about my tentacles ?

I threw a look over my shoulder joint at Tabitha. She watched me with apprehension as I followed the maid down the hall. My nerve beat faster and faster with each footprint. I chewed on my get down lip as the maid led me from the stir of the student leaving our class and down to the first floor. Our steps echoed through the Charles Martin Hall. The housemaid walked with a stiff back and a alert stride.

I wanted to dawdle.

What do I do, Merita ?

Pretend you do n't own any tentacles, she suggested. Humans do n't. If Peony did state, you just have to keep them under control condition. If the Headmistress does n't see them, then she wo n't trust Peony. It 's the entirely chance.

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

Her logic made gumption, but the frigid pit of fear which had settled into my belly did not care. I clutched my hands before me. My fingerbreadth worked together, stroking, playing, trying to distract me from my impending discipline.

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

"good, good, you may go about your duty, Sallie,"a grim spokesperson said."Miss Henrietta, enter."

I swallowed.

Sallie gave my shoulder a squeeze before she bustled off. I grasped the bronze door handgrip, twisted, and pushed my way into the function. The walls were covered in wickedness, wood paneling, hiding the endocarp wall, and there were various bookshelves. A vase of flowers set on a plinth on one side of the room. Opposite, hanging on the paries, were several case of canes and paddles. I swallowed, wondering which would be used on me. Sitting behind a tumid, dandy desk was Headmistress Edna Neville. A severe bun of bleak hair pulled taut the cutis of her brow, making her seem even sterner. She wore a red dress, buttoned to the neck and held closed by an ivory breastpin. She stood, her back straight, and stared at me with dour eyes.

I swallowed, hands clasped before me, my stifle knocking.

"Nurse Paige told me something interesting today,"the Headmistress said, her spokesperson tuneful and commanding all at the Same time. She walked around her desk, a sway to her pelvic arch, her heeled iron heel thudding on the wooden floor."And it made me quite curious to reveal the truth."

paeony 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 keep the fear from my voice.

Her smile grew on her lips, a serious smile."Strip."

I swallowed."funnies, Headmistress ?"

"Yes,"she purred."Do not enjoin me you are poor fish, daughter. It is a common word in English. Do I have to define it ?"I heard the terror in her tone. If you make me define it, girl, I will stoop you over my desk and redden your ass.

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

"I determine what is and is not earmark at my school day, Miss Henrietta. So you will loot off every clause of clothing and show me that pretty, nubile torso of yours. Nurse Paige has painted quite the descriptive taradiddle of the appealingness of your vernal flesh."

"She did ?"My impudence warmed. She knows about my pussy 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 undressing, I will use up down one of those instruments and apply it with much heartiness on your backside."

I squeaked,"Yes, Headmistress,"and my helping hand went to my blouse. I just had to keep in control of my cacoethes. As long as they did n't go out of ascendancy, as long as my tentacles did n't bourgeon, nix would go wrong. I would be perfectly fine.

I just had to stay in ascendance. I could stay on in control.

My fingerbreadth worked the buttons of my blouse as she walked to the bulwark covered in her instrument of subject area. My fingers blurred as they worked down my front. I had my blouse undone and untucked from my skirt by the time she reached the wall. I quickly folded it and set it on her desk.

She touched a boat paddle and turned as I unfastened the buttons cinching my doll tight about my waistline.

"Pity,"she sighed then watched me strip. Her middle were lusty, a smile curling up the corners of her lips.

A tingle of excitement rippled through my body. My nipples hardened against my camisole as I folded my skirt 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 wearable. I leaned against her desk and pulled off my shoes. Then my stockings.

Her smile grew and seemed to communicate without countersign : What lush wooden leg. Nurse Leroy Robert Paige was proper about her. She is a gorgeous thing. Now let 's see all the charms. Take off the camisole, girl.

Her spokesperson sounded so real in my header. My imagery so creative today. Her smoldering eyes made my consistency charge hotter, my cunny growing wet. This was severe. I drew off my camisole over my organic structure, revealing my blonde gyre and my little breasts.

The Headmistress purred in delight.

"Yes, yes, yes, Nurse Paige was right. You are a pin-up thing."She walked to me as I stood before her desk, the air cold, my pelt pebbling, and my teat aching so intemperately. I rubbed my hands up and down my arms, feeling the jackass hickey as I shivered.

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

My tentacles squirmed in my slit.

Her hand trailed down my abdomen."Now nursemaid Leroy Robert Paige treated two of your class fellow this first light for hysterics : Tabitha Smythe and paeony Featherton."

I squirmed, her fingers drawing lines of excitement across my stomach and then to my groin."I heard her figure the discovery in the corridor this morning, Headmistress."

Her fingers toyed with the curls of my kitty."When nursemaid Paige gave the girls a strong-arm two days ago, both had intact hymens. Normally, nurse Satchel Paige enjoys breaking a young little girl 's maidenhead in her post, to take in sure it is done as painlessly as possible."And pleasurably, I imagined the Headmistress adding. She has such a letch for a virgin 's cherry tree."So she was greatly disappointed to discover both girls had their cherry well-plucked before she got her greedy hands on them."

"I-I 'm distressing she was disappointed,"I said, the Headmistress 's finger moving lower, sliding towards my hot, wet flesh.

She caressed my puss back talk. I groaned, biting my lip and fighting my tentacles. They wanted to descend out. To wrap about the Headmistress, to know her cunny and bugger her sphincter. Then to caress her large breasts straining her apparel and make her squeal.

Fight it, Merita whispered. Think about disgusting men. Your mankind 's Male are all hairy and nasty and lechers. Do n't recall about her finger's breadth rubbing at your cunny lips.

Trying not to, I moaned back.

"Mmm, just Delicious,"purred the headmistress. Her fingers rubbed at my flesh. I trembled, whimpering. Her other hand shot around me, grasping my raw ass, squeezing intemperately. She pressed against me. She was taller than me, her eyes looking down, burning with such lust.

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

Her thumb swiped about my clit. I gasped and shuddered. My eyes rolled back in my head. I grit my tooth, my digit grasping her dark-red dress at the hips, gathering the material as I struggled not to present 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 particular on how. Did you bring a dildo with you to school ?"

I froze for a exclusive moment. She does n't do it about the tentacles, Merita.

Good. But do n't relax, restrain combat, Merita said as my tentacles squirmed more.

I gasped, my pussycat clenching down on the Headmistress 's finger as they probed so deep 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 take it at boarding school."

"Even though you were a virgin ?"

"Uh-huh. And then ... after I learned ... from nanny Paige ... Tabitha and I ... played with it ... and then with Peony ... and ... and ..."I was so close to cumming. My tentacles were so eager to explode out of me. Her riff rubbing on my clitoris was too lots. My trunk shook and convulsed."I ... I ..."

"Am a dirty slut,"hissed the Headmistress."Yes, yes, a unsportsmanlike slut who brought a dildo to my shoal and used it on my Virgo. That 's Nurse Leroy Robert Paige 's prerogative. You wo n't use it on any more missy'virginal membrane. You will let our school nanny perform her medical procedures, and use her dildo on the missy. right field ?"

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

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

"Please, Headmistress. I ..."

She smiled, bringing her finger to her lip and licking off my sweet-smelling musk."Please render you release ?"

"Yes. I ... I ... I need it. I 'm so hysterical rightfield now."

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

I flew to her, working the push down the binding of her dress. The apparel was stiff, possessing a built in whalebone stays, which pulled on the push button, making it difficult to unmake. But I persevered. The garb slipped off her articulatio humeri, revealing her underbodice. She wiggled out of her skirt, then I ripped down her petticoat as she pulled off her camisole. She turned, her chest bombastic, her nipples fat and hard. A thick, black bush covered her cunt, matted by her excitement. She wore only list boots that when up to her knees and stockings held up by supporter cinched tight about her upper 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 drawer, and pulled out a large, phallic-shaped physical object made out of brush up soot black. She licked the wooden shaft—A dildo, gasped Merita—as she sat on her desk, spreading her pegleg wide.

"Use it on me. Get it soaked with my twat juice. 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 smooth control surface so there was no opening of splinters. I knelt before the headmistress. The strong odor of her tart cunt filled my nose. I leaned in, licking hungrily at her pussy, her curly pubic hairs tickling my face as my tongue slid through her folds. She groaned, leaning back, shuddering as I caressed her clitoris.

She moaned, humping against my face, her hands squeezing her mamilla as my tongue danced around her clitoris. I brought the dildo to the flock of her slit, pressing against them. Her pussy brim were dense, protruding from her vulva. She was n't tight like Tabitha and me. I moved down, nuzzling and sucking on her pussy brim as I forced the dildo into her.

"Yes,"the Headmistress moaned, her legs shakiness as I worked the dildo deep into her cunny."Oh, you sweet costly, yes. Fuck my twat. debase it out. Yes, yes yes, then I 'm going to fuck you. Oh, yes, what a dessert dear."

My natural language licked and sucked at her labia and clitoris 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 jet black diaphysis. It was thick, bigger than one of my tentacles, and it was so exciting to sour it in and out of her kitty. She groaned, the desk creaking as she squirmed.

My nipples and button ached so badly. The tentacles writhed in my cunt, teasing me. juice trickled down my second joint. I concentrated on licking her pussy, not thinking about my own pleasure as the Headmistress pinched her huge, fat nipples.

"Yes, yes, yes, you little slut. Oh, you are so bore. 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 traditions of the schoolhouse alive. To point new women like you into the pleasures guild 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 agitation."Yes, yes, I need my release, too."

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

She fell back on her desk, humping against me. Her fingers dug deep into her overweight mounds. Her pink nipples waved atop her peaks. I wanted to cringe up her and suction 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 intemperately nipple with my sticky lips. She gasped and bucked as I engulfed the fat nub. It was twice the size of it of Tabitha 's nipple. I loved it in my mouth. I sucked so hard.

"You wonderful slut,"she moaned, thrashing."Oh, yes. Oh, Lord, 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, God Almighty, she 's beneficial. I love it. Oh, she 's going to be a crazy one. Oh, yes. So expert. young woman Henrietta is amazing.

I smiled as I squirmed. My kitty-cat tentacles ached to break out. I lifted my mouth from her nipple as she spasmed a final time. Then she grinned at me, her boldness 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 mouth, tasting her tart juices staining me. Her breasts brushed my tits, our nipples caressing. I groaned, straining to keep back my tentacles in line.

She broke the buss, grinning. She pushed me back and hopped off her desk, tits jiggling."Now it 's sentence for me to have it off you. bend that somewhat ass over my desk so I can sodomize you."

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

"With a bottom that cute, I ca n't resist."She smacked my fundament before she pushed me to her desk."crook over and so I can bugger you."

My asshole 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 waistline 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 pecker and buggering her scholar. This should n't be a surprise.

But it was. A howling surprise.

The dildo dripped with her pussy pick 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. I gasped at the contact of her fluids.

"Oh, yes, you have such a cute rear. I ca n't resist. I love sodomizing girlfriend with my big dildo."

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

I gasped as my sphincter gave way to her dildo, lubed by her snatch emollient. She slid deeper and deeper into my asshole. The electrocution joy snapshot to my puss. The intense friction sent undulation of oestrus rippling to my cunny.

And my tentacles.

I lost control.

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

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

She drew back. My bowel clung to her dildo. The rubbing was intense. I groaned, my eye rolling back into my head. It was so loggerheaded. It stretched me out. My tentacles wrapped about my thighs, two on each, constricting and relaxing. I wanted to send them out and pinch her.

But I held back.

She slammed back into me. Her thrust unvoiced. Her bulwark smacked into my butt-cheeks. I gasped, watching her over my shoulder joint. Her breasts jiggled with the impact of our flesh. Her hands grasped my hip. She moaned, drawing back her articulatio coxae and then fucking into me again.

Over and over. I grunted each metre. The clash ignited bliss with every gibbousness. My bowel clung to her tool as she sodomized me over and over. My fingers gripped the edge of the desk as my tentacles rubbed up and down my thigh, shooting transport to my pussy and mixing with the bliss of her dildo reaming my asshole.

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

"It is,"she moaned."Oh, yes, it is. Take my dildo. Oh, you small slut. scream out how much you love it when I sodomize you."

"I love it so much. Harder ! Faster ! I need my freeing. Please, please, give it to me."

The desk rocked. She buggered me so hard. My eye rolled back into my straits. The pleasure built in my pith. My nipples rubbed on the cold surface of her desk. My hips undulated as her chance event grew harder and faster.

The pleasance burst in her mind. I felt it. Her thoughts screamed out how much she loved buggering me. The dildo 's base pressed on her clitoris. I was so caught up in the shudder 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 mass were saying, but hearing their idea.

"Yes, yes, yes, you piffling slattern,"she hissed in my mind. So often fun to bugger a pretty, fiddling thing. appear at those asscheeks writhe. And she 's crocked. Oh, the pressure on my clitoris is intense. I 'm going to cum so heavily from sodomizing her.

"Yes, yes, cum, Headmistress,"I begged, my hips bucking up, our physique slapping hard together. My tentacles clenched about my legs, gripping them, savoring the feeling of them. The pleasure rippled up them to my puss."Cum with me. I ... I ..."

"Cum you filthy whore !"

Her Book triggered my paroxysms. My tentacles pulsed around my legs as pussy succus squirted out of my spasming cunny. My pussy clenched and relaxed on the tentacles, savoring their cinch while my bowel writhed about her thrust dildo.

The intense pleasance flooded through my torso. It crashed through my intellect. So a great deal. My eyes rolled back into my header. I groaned and gasped. I shuddered, undulating my hips, drinking in More and more of the bliss. I moaned out with every new undulation of rapture flooding through me.

Such a good ass to sodomize. Oh, yes, I 'm going to cum so laborious. She 's such a slut. Oh, yes. Look at her sphincter muscle taking my dildo. It 's stretched so wide of the mark. So obscenely wide.

I felt her climax as she slammed into me. I screamed with her as a second outburst of delight gibe through me. My tentacles clenched so hard on my peg it hurt. I moaned, fighting the urge to let them go violent as the delight 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 give, 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 induce seen that. Impossible.

I sighed in ministration. She dismissed it as a john of motion.

"Miss Henrietta, you may arrange and go."She paused."And call up, leave the deflowering to our medical examination staff."

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

And now it is lunch time, Merita said. Time to find oneself the core before any humanity stumble on it.

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Miss Marilynn Gully and Daisy the Maid finished consuming the core 's canister, leaving only the flashing luminousness behind. The two rose. It had taken time of day to exhaust it, the nanites patiently dissolving more and more of the metal to bring home the bacon the resources so they could connect to more entities and find out the computer.

... connect ...

Both women, joined by the metal tentacle buried in both their puss, walked as one, position by side, across the grassy moor. Their mentation were full of turmoil. New tentacles grew in both their pussies, bore to plug in to early women.

And there were many of them at the school.

... connect ...

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

They shuddered, eager for the rapture to come.

To be continued ...