Boarding schooltime brush
Chapter cinque : Henrietta Buggered by the Headmistress
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

"What were you and peony doing in the Bath ?"Tabitha asked as she dropped her nightgown from utmost dark into the laundry hoop in our shared room. Mine followed.

We stood naked in our small room, my understructure dancing on the cold floorboard and my tooth chattering. It was so warm in the bath and so frigid in here. It turned out that the girls of our dorm had our own Roman style bath, a large kitty of piped up spring water. While our school lacked electrical energy, it had plumbing. The water was so relaxing, especially with nervous, bantam, and virgin Peony pressed against me.

"Kissing,"I answered, my impertinence going red as I remembered how wondrous Peony felt, our wet bodies 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 tribade extraterrestrial being who had merged with my body, whispered in my judgement. It was because of her that I had the four tentacles that sprouted out of my sex. They were long and elastic, and as sensitive as my tit. It was such a delight to ream them in and out of a lady friend 's cunny or to sodomise her bowels. I had plucked my roomy and lover Tabitha 's virginal membrane then Peony 's in the bath only min ago.

"It looked like you were doing More than kissing her,"Tabitha said, a mischievous spark in her eye."She was gasping so hard. She had quite the release, a powerful cure for her hysterics."

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

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

I blinked. It was the first metre since I met Tabitha yesterday that she had called me by my low gear gens. Usually, she called me Etta. I stared at her as I pulled out a fair underbodice from my pectus of underdrawers, eager to dress.

"If someone finds out about your tentacles and junky out ..."Tabitha bit her lip."They might kick you out of the school or something. I mean ..."Tabitha 's eyes flicked down to my light-haired curls adorning my defenseless groin."I understand. And I guess paeony must too, but ... what about the early girls ? And the teachers ?"

"I know."I sighed, pulling the camisole over my caput and letting it fall across my small boob and down to my hips. I pulled it down so it covered my mid thigh."But it was so sexy. Everyone was making love around us. And Geneva tongued your sphincter muscle while rubbing your cunny, and your boobs were shaking, and paeony was so delicious and cautious 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 have the communal bath every break of day. And every morning I 'll be surrounded by sex. Wonderful, luscious, forbidden heat. sapphic love. It 's ungodly 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 happen the meat of my ship, Merita said. As soon as possible. Before another human showdown it.

How will that avail my tentacle job ? You have to have me until the nanites cure me. When I found Merita 's crashed spaceship lowest night, an elliptic object in a crater which I mistook for a falling whizz, I tripped and broke my neck. I would get died if she did n't pull through me. But the nanites—which I did n't sympathise what those were, but apparently they were little automaton inside my body repairing my combat injury, like fiddling wind-up toys or something—were rejected by my body. Merita had to possess me to let them go. How long will that select ?

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

"People are going to determine out,"I groaned, sinking onto my bed while I watched Tabitha pull on her stockings up her smooth, pallid thigh, her red hairsbreadth swishing about her shoulder joint and her breasts jiggling beneath her camisole. Her tit were hard, the fabric thin enough to pee-pee 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 Peony 's virgin cunt, and I wanted more.

Needed more. It was so hot.

Sex is wonderful, Merita agreed. On my home planet, I would cook sleep with to five or to a greater extent female 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.

prototype of the alien, lesbian orgy shooter through my judgement. Merita in the gist, her hairless, violet body writhing, the four tentacles, which sprouted from her hips and not her pussy, undulating as she caressed her lovers. Their skins were all various hue of lilac and purple. Some had great bosom, other small-scale, their nipple hard. They licked and sucked and fingered and tentacled each other, gasping and moaning. I could feel them.

My tentacles burst from my pussy, shooting out from beneath my camisole, waving purple against my skin."Merita,"I groaned."Do n't remember that stuff. I 'm trying to hold in 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 optic. I could almost hear her thought. 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 social class. 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 pass, staring at me.

"What ?"I frowned.

"Nothing, nothing. I 'm surmisal I 'm that transparent. I just get it on your tentacles so much. They 're just wonderful. Especially when they 're touching me."Tabitha fell back on her bed, squeezing her thigh 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 bad, too. I did n't mean to arouse you, Henrietta, or sweet Tabitha.

"Merita 's sorry, too."

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

"She does demonstrate me naughty affair sometimes,"I admitted and grabbed my stockings. I pulled them on quickly."We better hastiness. We 're dawdling. We do n't want to get a demerit."

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

lunch, I sighed. I can skip it. But not breakfast. I am starving. My tum proved me honest by growling. OK. It 'll be just a few hours. Then we 'll find it. I have the scanner in my doll. I had taken it from her ship before we left it last night.

After pulling on my stockings, I slipped on the two level of half-slip. Our school uniform lacked fuckup of any kind, which I found unusual. I felt so naked beneath my petticoat. But now I understood what sort of school this was. I had a feeling that all sort of debauched, lesbian doings occurred during school hours under the guise of curing"female hysterics."I had always been taught that cleaning lady did not palpate the low, debased lusts like men, that we were double-dyed creatures.

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

I feared I was turning lesbian. No. I was a lesbian. And there was nothing legal injury with that. No matter what the preacher or the government said.

That 's right, Merita agreed. You 're straightlaced religion and mores are so archaic. Sexuality is never legal injury. It should always be explored.

I nodded my head and grabbed my ankle-length, gray skirt, pulling it on over my underskirt. The two layers gave me more hips than I had in real liveliness. I pulled on my white blouse next, buttoning it up to my neck like a proper charwoman and tucking it into my bird. Then I combed my hair's-breadth while Tabitha tamed her state of nature, fiery mane. I pulled my blonde curls into pigtails—my preferred style—tying them with pink ribbons. Tabitha did n't tie back her pilus but let it fall in natural Wave around her freckled fount. We laced up our list shoes and were ready for class.

The other girls of our floor bustled out of their rooms, wearing identical uniforms, their pilus styled in different personal manner. Some were braided, like Prefect geneva 's platinum-blonde plait, others loose, like paeony 's fatal hair. The shy girl glanced at me, her bridge player clutched before her, then she darted down the hallway.

"Well, she looks like a startled doe,"Tabitha muttered, giving me a upset look.

I swallowed and nodded my nous. What if she talked ? That would n't be near. I bit my lip as Tabitha and I held helping hand. We walked with the other girls, a general buzz from talking filling the corridor. Our student residence lay on the fifth and highest trading floor. As we descended the step, female child from the fourth and third gear floors joined us, all with big smiling and rosy-cheeked cheeks.

I bet they had their own Roman style baths.

I took a inscrutable breathing place, scared to look my first day of year at the Kensington embarkation School. The Harlan F. Stone walls of the planetary house reverberated with talking as we swept down the stairs to the kickoff floor. We followed the lunar time period of girls through the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall towards the dining room for breakfast. A few of the schooltime 's maids scurried past us in their black and white uniforms.

I wondered if they wore bloomers beneath their skirts ?

My twat itched and my tentacles squirmed. My nipples hardened in my blouse as a youthful maid, two class my aged, walked past, her cheeks apple red and her blouse straining to contain her large breasts.

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

Uh-huh, purred Merita. She conjured flashes of the amah, nude and lying on a bed, her magnanimous tits forming lenient cumulation that beckoned.

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

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

well, it 's not eldritch on your planet to have tentacles, but it is on mine.

I took long, slow intimation, clenching Tabitha 's deal. My friend gave me a support grin, her lips so lush and sweet and I knew just how kissable they were and how marvelous her custody were and how amaze it was to ...

Nope. Stop that.

Ahead of us was nurse Paige 's infirmary on Tabitha 's side of the hallway. The door opened and the nurse stepped out, a big smile on her rim, her cheeks rosy. Though she was only in her twenty, she had a motherly air about her, accented by her curvy body. Her smile swept over the female child walking by, many greeting her with polite,"Good morning time, nanny Paige."

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

And then she snagged paeony out of the bunch. The black-haired girl gasped as nurse Satchel Paige, with sleight that had to descend with practice, hiked up both Peony 's annulus and two bed of underskirt, plunging her hand between the girl 's thigh and rubbing at her cunny.

"Yes, yes, you need to have your hysterics cured, my dear,"nurse Paige beamed, and then she frowned."Although, what happened to your hymen, nipper ?"

paeony 's nerve went red as she squirmed on the nursemaid 's pumping finger's breadth. Giggles erupted from the surrounding young lady. I groaned as Wave of heat washed through me. Yesterday, I had my first orgasm at the hands of Nurse Paige during my physical. She licked my cunny and clitoris until I had my paroxysms of bliss.

She was a lesbian who enjoyed molesting the educatee under the pretense of a medical treatment.

As Tabitha and I passed, the nursemaid 's arm hooked out and seized Tabitha, pulling my supporter close."And you have the impassioned stemma 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 nobble her hired hand, but the tide of girl carried me away.

"No, no, I 'm fine,"Tabitha protested as nanny Satchel Paige deftly lifted her skirt and underskirt with one hand and plunged between my lover 's thigh."Oh, oh, nurse Paige."

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

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

I swallowed and nodded, forced along with the other young lady to breakfast while my lover was fingered by the nurse. Her moan and paeony 's echoed over the buzz of conversation. My miserable cunny was on fire. Tentacles squirmed in my profundity, tidal bore to burst out and bet. It was n't fair.

I was so horny. Why did nursemaid Leroy Robert Paige pick out Tabitha ? I could have had so much fun with them. Nurse Paige could get plunged her fingers into my cunny, and her thumb could feature rubbed my button. I would gasp and groan and stimulate 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 second joint, smearing pussycat juice onto my flesh and stockings. I groaned, my tentacles so sensitive. I closed my eye for a moment, fighting to get them to pull back and grateful for my skirt and stratum of half-slip 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 bulwark of my pussy, the friction delightful. And then my cunny relaxed, no longer stretched wide spread by them.

I sighed. If nanny Paige had fingered me, they would make sprouted.

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

It 's not your demerit. I would be dead without you. I took a cryptic breather. Besides, I am developing look for you. I 'll be ever so sad when you leave.

Me, too. You and Tabitha are so sweet.

As we reached the dining mansion house, I imagined I could discover Tabitha moaning her joy. Yes, yes, yes, Nurse Leroy Robert Paige. Cure my hysterics. Your fingers are so deep into my cunny. Oh, yes. Oh, wow.

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

"You can sit with us,"Jeane called. She was the tallest lady friend on my floor. She patted an hollow seat at the board beside her. There was a second nates open that Tabitha could take.

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

"Lucky paeony and Tabitha getting fingered by nursemaid Paige,"sighed Darcy who sat across from me, a pinko bow surmounting the top of her brownish hair, holding it back off her shoulder. She was an older fille than me, nineteen."finis year, she only fingered me twice on the way to breakfast."

"But she was always fingering white daisy,"Maria said, another onetime female child. She had such beautiful dimple as she smiled, which set off her sandy-blonde curls.

"Who ?"I asked.

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

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

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

Your people are so rude. Women should be free to gain their own money and marry each other if they want.

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

We joked about the value of a maidservant who knew how to use her knife and a Captain Cook who knew how to use a carrot, which I thought was wicked. Tabitha appeared after ten or so minutes, her grimace flushed, and a vast grinning on her face. She plopped down in the empty chairwoman and gave me a quick osculation on the cheek before piling her denture with blimp and kippers.

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

Darcy gave an enthusiastic nod.

After breakfast, it was metre for class. I would have Math with girl Maurine shortstop, Natural Science with Madalyn Virgo the Virgin, English with misfire siren Averill, then lunch—Please find the core, Henrietta—followed by Latin with Miss Erma Northrop, and shoemaker's last Philosophy with Miss Marilynn Gully. Tabitha shared my schedule, which I found to be a relief, but other fille had dissimilar I and the sure-enough girls had a few different courses.

"Do you have any idea where these rooms are ?"I asked Tabitha as we left the dining student residence, the maidservant coming in to clear up the mess from breakfast.

"Vaguely,"Tabitha said."I did arrive the day before you, and I took the time to explore. All the schoolroom are on the first and second floors. And I recall that Miss Maurine 's classroom is on the for the first time floor and ... well, there she is."

Tabitha pointed to the woman with her Joseph Black hair twisted into coil heading down the hall. We hurried after. We could n't get lost if we followed our teacher to class. Which made us the first too arrive. We took rump up front, our back straightaway. Text books lay on each of the table, the covers battered and worn by age of eagre students.

I swallowed. Arithmetic had never been my strongest cortege. But the Kensington boarding School believed in educating young cleaning lady as strenuously as young men. Many of its alumna would apply for school at Oxford or Cambridge while others used the prestige and civilization to help land a advantageously marriage match.

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

As much as I hated mathematics, there was one Nice thing about it—the subject was so dull sex was driven from my thoughts. Merita was no helper, despite how advanced her people were. Her mass used base eight math. I had problem intellect just what that meant, but Merita had no reason of our base ten mathematics. I did n't even know our math was home ten.

When the class ended, I had a headache.

Tabitha 's green eyes were equally glazed. I took her hand and the yoke of us navigated the school to the natural science classroom. It took us a few false beginning to incur Miss Madalyn 's classroom. It turned out to be on the first floor, not the s, and we were almost late.

"There you are, girls,"beamed Miss Madalyn, a char in a bootleg wearing apparel, her browned tomentum in a bun, and a friendly smiling on her lips."You must be Tabitha,"she said, giving my friend a warm, inviting hug."So that makes you Henrietta."

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

She had a wonderful feeling about her, an exciting aroma. I was so aware of her trunk pressed against mine, her workforce on the small of my back as she rubbed her face on mine. A wonderful tingle passed through me.

I wondered just how friendly she was as a teacher.

"Now, let 's get started on erudition,"she said, breaking the buss."We 'll set out with geology. I believe that will give you a great foundation when we move into inorganic alchemy in a few hebdomad. Now, on the table on the cover I have many samples of Lucy Stone ..."

She lectured us on the three case of rocks—igneous, metamorphic, and sedimentary—showing us model 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 will,"I want you all to write an essay tonight on what your favorite eccentric 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 attire, clean apron tied across the forepart, and a diminished, flannel cap resting on her brownish curls. She had doe eyes and a genteel smiling on her face as she stopped before me.

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

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

"Yes, Miss."The maid gave me a comforting grin, her eyes apologetic."I am sorry, Miss, but I have my instructions. This way."

"But I have English language next."

"Miss Delilah will be informed on the ground you are missing her class. You will not be in trouble."Her tint implied, Not in any more worry. poor thing, summoned to the headmistress 's position on her first-class honours degree day, and such an innocent lamb. What could she have done ?

"zippo,"I muttered, and then my stomach twisted more. peony. What if Peony told nanny Paige about my tentacles ?

I threw a look over my shoulder at Tabitha. She watched me with apprehensiveness as I followed the maid down the hall. My nerve round faster and faster with each pace. I chewed on my lower lip as the maidservant led me from the bustle of the students leaving our class and down to the first level. Our stairs echoed through the entrance hall. 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 throw any tentacles, she suggested. homo do n't. If peony did severalise, you just have to keep them under controller. If the Headmistress does n't see them, then she wo n't believe Peony. It 's the only chance.

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

Her logical system made sensory faculty, but the frigid pit of fear which had settled into my belly did not like. I clutched my deal before me. My finger's breadth worked together, stroking, playing, trying to distract me from my impending discipline.

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

"commodity, good, you may go about your duties, Sallie,"a bottom articulation said."Miss Henrietta, enter."

I swallowed.

Sallie gave my berm a squeeze before she bustled off. I grasped the bronze door handle, twisted, and pushed my way into the authority. The bulwark were covered in dark, Wood paneling, hiding the stone wall, and there were various bookshelves. A vase of blossom set on a plinth on one slope of the room. reverse, hanging on the wall, were several types of canes and paddles. I swallowed, wondering which would be used on me. Sitting behind a large, not bad desk was Headmistress Edna Neville. A severe bun of black hair pulled taut the skin of her forehead, making her seem even sterner. She wore a red attire, buttoned to the neck and held closed by an ivory brooch. She stood, her back straight, and stared at me with dark eyes.

I swallowed, hired hand clasped before me, my stifle knocking.

"Nurse Paige told me something interesting today,"the Headmistress said, her voice melodic and commanding all at the Lapplander time. She walked around her desk, a sway to her hips, her heel charge thudding on the wooden floor."And it made me quite curious to uncover the truth."

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

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

Her smile grew on her brim, a life-threatening smile."Strip."

I swallowed."strip show, Headmistress ?"

"Yes,"she purred."Do not tell me you are stupid, girl. It is a park news in English. Do I have to specify it ?"I heard the threat in her quality. 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 seem appropriate."

"I determine what is and is not appropriate at my school, Miss Henrietta. So you will reave off every article of wearable and show me that pretty, nubile trunk of yours. nanny Leroy Robert Paige has painted quite the descriptive tale of the charms of your youthful flesh."

"She did ?"My face warmed. She knows about my pussycat 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 disrobe, I will call for down one of those instruments and apply it with very much vigor on your backside."

I squeaked,"Yes, Headmistress,"and my hands went to my blouse. I just had to hold in command of my love. As long as they did n't go out of ascendence, as long as my tentacles did n't pullulate, zip would go wrong. I would be perfectly fine.

I just had to continue in ascendancy. I could bide in control.

My fingers worked the button of my blouse as she walked to the wall covered in her instrumental role of subject field. My finger blurred as they worked down my battlefront. I had my blouse undone and untucked from my skirt by the fourth dimension 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 clitoris cinching my skirt tight about my waist.

"Pity,"she sighed then watched me landing strip. Her eyes were lustful, a smiling curling up the quoin of her lips.

A tingle of inflammation rippled through my body. My pap hardened against my underbodice as I folded my dame and set it atop my blouse resting on her desk. I took off my underskirt next, slipping them out from beneath my camisole and adding them to the big money of clothing. I leaned against her desk and pulled off my shoes. Then my stockings.

Her smile grew and seemed to put across without speech : What lush ramification. nanny Paige was mighty about her. She is a gorgeous affair. Now let 's see all the spell. Take off the camisole, girl.

Her vocalization sounded so real in my head. My imaging so originative today. Her smoldering eyes made my body efflorescence hotter, my cunny growing wet. This was dangerous. I drew off my camisole over my soundbox, revealing my blond 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 nipples aching so hard. I rubbed my hands up and down my arms, feeling the goose hickey as I shivered.

But the common cold did n't rob me of my fervency. Not with her eyes burning as they looked at me. She reached out and cupped my small breast. Her thumb swiped over my mammilla. I could n't help the moan that escaped my lips.

My tentacles squirmed in my slit.

Her hand trailed down my belly."Now nurse Leroy Robert Paige treated two of your schoolfellow this morning for hysterics : Tabitha Smythe and peony Featherton."

I squirmed, her fingers drawing credit line of agitation across my belly and then to my groin."I heard her gens the discovery in the corridor this morning, Headmistress."

Her fingers toyed with the curlicue of my pussy."When nurse Paige gave the girls a physical two years ago, both had intact hymens. Normally, Nurse Paige enjoys breaking a new girl 's maidenhead in her office, to make 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."So she was greatly disappointed to key out both missy had their cerise well-plucked before she got her greedy hand on them."

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

She caressed my puss lips. I groaned, biting my lip and fighting my tentacles. They wanted to issue forth out. To wrap about the Headmistress, to lie with her cunny and bugger her sphincter. Then to caress her enceinte breasts straining her dress and have her squeal.

Fight it, Merita whispered. reckon about disgusting men. Your world 's males are all hairy and filthy and lechers. Do n't call back about her fingerbreadth rubbing at your cunny lips.

Trying not to, I moaned back.

"Mmm, just delicious,"purred the headmistress. Her digit rubbed at my flesh. I trembled, whimpering. Her other bridge player shot around me, grasping my defenseless ass, squeezing severely. She pressed against me. She was taller than me, her eyes looking down, burning with such lust.

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

Her thumb swiped about my button. I gasped and shuddered. My eyes rolled back in my head. I grit my teeth, my fingers grasping her dark-red wearing apparel at the hips, gathering the stuff as I struggled not to have 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 bring a dildo with you to school ?"

I froze for a undivided moment. She does n't have it off about the tentacles, Merita.

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

I gasped, my pussy clenching down on the Headmistress 's fingers 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 fingers digging into my ass.

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

"Even though you were a Virgo the Virgin ?"

"Uh-huh. And then ... after I learned ... from nurse 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 riffle friction on my clitoris was too much. My organic structure shook and convulsed."I ... I ..."

"Am a dirty slut,"hissed the Headmistress."Yes, yes, a contaminating slut who brought a dildo to my school and used it on my Virgo. That 's nursemaid Paige 's prerogative. You wo n't use it on any more missy'maidenhead. You will let our school nurse perform her medical procedures, and use her dildo on the fille. right field ?"

"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 fingerbreadth. Pussy juice trickled down my second joint. My nipple were so hard. 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 rim and licking off my sweet musk."Please grant 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 buttons down the back of her apparel. The dress was stiff, possessing a built in whalebone stays, which pulled on the buttons, making it difficult to undo. But I persevered. The dress slipped off her shoulder joint, revealing her camisole. She wiggled out of her skirt, then I ripped down her petticoats as she pulled off her camisole. She turned, her knocker magnanimous, her nipple fat and hard. A thick, Shirley Temple bush covered her pussy, matted by her excitement. She wore only heeled boots that when up to her knees and stockings held up by garters 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 objective made out of polished ebony tree. She licked the wooden shaft—A dildo, gasped Merita—as she sat on her desk, spreading her branch 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 placid surface so there was no possibility of splinters. I knelt before the headmistress. The inviolable scent of her harlot pussy filled my olfactory organ. I leaned in, licking hungrily at her pussycat, her curly pubic fuzz tickling my facial expression 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 titty as my tongue danced around her clit. I brought the dildo to the folds of her pussy, pressing against them. Her pussy lips were thick, protruding from her vulva. She was n't tight like Tabitha and me. I moved down, nuzzling and sucking on her snatch lips 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. piece of ass my cunt. Stretch it out. Yes, yes yes, then I 'm going to screw you. Oh, yes, what a seraphic dear."

My tongue 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 juice lubing the way. They clung to the coal black shaft. It was dense, adult than one of my tentacles, and it was so exciting to operate it in and out of her pussy. She groaned, the desk creaking as she squirmed.

My nipples and clit ached so badly. The tentacles writhed in my pussy, teasing me. Juices trickled down my thighs. I concentrated on licking her puss, not thinking about my own pleasure as the Headmistress pinched her huge, fat nipples.

"Yes, yes, yes, you niggling 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 restrain the traditions of the school awake. To guide Young adult female like you into the pleasure society denies us. Oh, yes. preserve 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 upheaval."Yes, yes, I need my release, too."

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

She fell back on her desk, humping against me. Her finger's breadth dug deep into her fleshy hummock. Her pink mammilla waved atop her pinnacle. I wanted to crawl up her and suck 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 mucilaginous lip. She gasped and bucked as I engulfed the fat nub. It was twice the size of Tabitha 's nipple. I loved it in my sass. I sucked so hard.

"You wonderful jade,"she moaned, thrashing."Oh, yes. Oh, Lord, that 's good. Oh, yes, yes, yes !"

She bucked and heaved as she orgasmed. She screamed wordless pleasance, too a lot rapture flowing through her to address. My imagery conjured words for her : Oh, yes, what a scrumptious slut. Oh, Lord, she 's proficient. I love it. Oh, she 's going to be a wild one. Oh, yes. So good. miss Henrietta is amazing.

I smiled as I squirmed. My pussy tentacles ached to break open out. I lifted my lips from her mammilla as she spasmed a terminal time. Then she grinned at me, her side flushed. She leaned up, seized my pelvic girdle, and kissed me hard.

My tentacles peeked out of my pussy as I shuddered in her bosom. Her tongue licked at my mouth, tasting her tart succus staining me. Her chest brushed my tits, our mammilla caressing. I groaned, straining to go on my tentacles in line.

She broke the buss, grinning. She pushed me back and hopped off her desk, tits jiggling."Now it 's prison term 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 ass that cute, I ca n't resist."She smacked my rear before she pushed me to her desk."crease over and so I can bugger you."

My arsehole clenched. I had enjoyed buggering myself with a tentacle utmost Night. I leaned over, my second joint 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 Holland gin had said about the Headmistress strapping her dildo to her like a real cock and buggering her scholarly person. This should n't be a surprise.

But it was. A wonderful surprise.

The dildo dripped with her kitty-cat cream 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 contact of her fluids.

"Oh, yes, you have such a cunning behind. I ca n't resist. I love sodomizing girls 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 pussy cream. She slid deeper and deeper into my mother fucker. The burning pleasure injection to my kitty-cat. The intense friction sent waves of heating system 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 depths of my ass. She had buggered me with every column inch of the toy. I gasped, squirming, my bowels clenching down on her dildo as my tentacles rubbed against my second joint. Every brushing stroking sent chill through me.

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

She drew back. My bowels clung to her dildo. The friction 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 get off them out and touch her.

But I held back.

She slammed back into me. Her thrust operose. Her groin smacked into my butt-cheeks. I gasped, watching her over my shoulder joint. Her tit jiggled with the impact of our physical body. Her workforce grasped my hip. She moaned, drawing back her coxa and then fucking into me again.

Over and over. I grunted each time. The friction ignited blissfulness with every bump. My bowels clung to her shaft as she sodomized me over and over. My fingers gripped the edge of the desk as my tentacles rubbed up and down my second joint, shooting rapture to my pussy and mixing with the cloud nine 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. carry my dildo. Oh, you picayune slut. Scream out how very much you love it when I sodomize you."

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

The desk rocked. She buggered me so hard. My oculus rolled back into my brain. The joy built in my core. My tit rubbed on the cold surface of her desk. My articulatio coxae undulated as her strokes grew backbreaking and faster.

The pleasure burst in her mind. I felt it. Her mentation 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 citizenry were saying, but hearing their cerebration.

"Yes, yes, yes, you little loose woman,"she hissed in my creative thinker. So much fun to bugger a pretty, little thing. Look at those asscheeks writhe. And she 's tight. Oh, the force per unit area on my clitoris is acute. I 'm going to cum so hard from sodomizing her.

"Yes, yes, cum, Headmistress,"I begged, my hips bucking up, our human body slapping severe together. My tentacles clenched about my stage, gripping them, savoring the look of them. The pleasure rippled up them to my pussy."Cum with me. I ... I ..."

"Cum you filthy whore !"

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

The intense pleasance flooded through my body. It crashed through my judgment. So much. My eyes rolled back into my head. I groaned and gasped. I shuddered, undulating my hips, drinking in to a greater extent and to a greater extent of the bliss. I moaned out with every new waving of rapture flooding through me.

Such a ripe ass to sodomize. Oh, yes, I 'm going to cum so concentrated. She 's such a slut. Oh, yes. look 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 bit explosion of pleasure shot through me. My tentacles clenched so hard on my peg it hurt. I moaned, fighting the impulse to let them go wild as the delight boiled through me. The Headmistress buried her dildo into my depth, her fingernails biting into my hip joint as her fingers clenched.

"Oh, you wonderful slovenly woman,"she panted, her orgasm 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 vacuous. 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 deliver seen that. Impossible.

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

"Miss Henrietta, you may do and go."She paused."And call back, leave the deflowering to our health check staff."

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

And now it is lunch time, Merita said. metre to witness the heart and soul before any homo stumble on it.

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missy Marilynn Gully and Daisy the maiden finished consuming the magnetic core 's tin, leaving only the flashing sparkle behind. The two rose. It had taken hours to consume it, the nanites patiently dissolving Sir Thomas More and more of the metallic element to provide the resources so they could plug into to more entities and find out the computer.

... connect ...

Both women, joined by the metal tentacle buried in both their slit, walked as one, side of meat by position, across the grassy moor. Their cerebration were to the full of excitement. New tentacles grew in both their twat, eager to associate to other women.

And there were many of them at the school.

... connect ...

"Yes,"Daisy and Marilynn said in unison."So many young woman to plug into to."

They shuddered, eager for the rapture to come.

To be continued ...