Boarding school confrontation
Chapter five : Henrietta Buggered by the Headmistress
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

"What were you and Peony doing in the tub ?"Tabitha asked as she dropped her nightgown from final stage Night into the washing basket in our divvy up room. Mine followed.

We stood naked in our small way, my feet dancing on the cold floor board and my tooth chattering. It was so warm in the Bath and so moth-eaten in here. It turned out that the girls of our student residence had our own roman letters flair bath, a heavy pool of piped up spring water. While our shoal lacked electricity, it had plumbery. The water was so relaxing, especially with skittish, petite, and virginal peony pressed against me.

"Kissing,"I answered, my buttock going red as I remembered how wonderful Peony felt, our wet eubstance pressed together as she leaned against the edge of the bathtub, our hip 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 nous. It was because of her that I had the four tentacles that sprouted out of my sex. They were prospicient and flexile, and as sensitive as my nipples. It was such a delight to ream them in and out of a daughter 's cunny or to sodomized her gut. I had plucked my roomie and lover Tabitha 's maidenhead then peony 's in the Bath only proceedings 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 release, a powerful remedy for her hysterics."

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

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

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

"If someone finds out about your tentacles and monster 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 Curl adorning my defenseless mole."I understand. And I guess peony must too, but ... what about the other girls ? And the teachers ?"

"I know."I sighed, pulling the underbodice over my head and letting it come down across my small knocker and down to my pelvis. I pulled it down so it covered my mid thigh."But it was so sexy. Everyone was making love around us. And Holland gin tongued your sphincter muscle while rubbing your cunny, and your boob were shaking, and Peony was so delicious and faint 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 following day ? We 'll give the communal bathtub every morning. And every dawn I 'll be surrounded by sex. Wonderful, yummy, forbidden heat. lesbian love. It 's sinful and I love it. And you know what happens when my cunny gets excited."

"Your slit tentacles come out to encounter,"Tabitha sighed.

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

How will that aid my tentacle problem ? You have to possess me until the nanites cure me. When I found Merita 's crashed spaceship in conclusion night, an elliptic objective 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 relieve me. But the nanites—which I did n't understand what those were, but apparently they were small robot inside my body repairing my injury, like little wind-up toy dog or something—were rejected by my body. Merita had to possess me to let them work. How long will that take ?

It 's going dense than I hoped. It 'll be days. calendar week or more.

"People are going to incur out,"I groaned, sinking onto my bed while I watched Tabitha pull on her stockings up her smooth, pallid thighs, her red hair swishing about her shoulders and her breast jiggling beneath her camisole. Her mamilla were hard, the fabric melt off 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 in effect. 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 bitch, and I wanted more.

Needed more. It was so hot.

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

Images of the extraterrestrial being, Sapphic saturnalia shot through my mind. Merita in the center, her hairless, violet body writhing, the four tentacles, which sprouted from her coxa and not her pussy, undulating as she caressed her lovers. Their hide were all various hue of lilac and purpleness. Some had larger breasts, former smaller, their teat hard. They licked and sucked and fingered and tentacled each other, gasping and moaning. I could feel them.

My tentacles burst from my kitty, shooting out from beneath my camisole, waving purple against my skin."Merita,"I groaned."Do n't call back that stuff. I 'm trying to control my tentacles, not let them out."

Sorry, sorry.

Tabitha stopped pulling up her secondment stocking and stared at the writhing tentacles. She squirmed, lecherousness burning in her green optic. I could almost hear her opinion. Wow, I love those tentacles, and they 're dripping in Etta 's juices. It would be so hot to lick them right now. We do n't want to go to stratum. We can be truant and love ourselves.

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

Tabitha blinked and cocked her caput, staring at me.

"What ?"I frowned.

"cipher, nothing. I 'm guess I 'm that transparent. I just screw your tentacles so much. They 're just howling. 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 sorry, 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 barbarian to have an alien living in your mind."

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

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

lunch, I sighed. I can skip it. But not breakfast. I am starving. My stomach proved me honest by growling. okay. It 'll be just a few hours. Then we 'll find it. I have the image scanner in my wench. 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 petticoat. Our schooling uniform lacked fuckup of any sort, which I found strange. I felt so naked beneath my petticoats. But now I understood what sorting of school this was. I had a feeling that all form of debauched, lesbian demeanour occurred during school 60 minutes under the guise of curing"female hysterics."I had always been taught that char did not feel the low, dilute lustfulness 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 problem. But I did n't heed. The approximation of a man touching me was far less appealing than a womanhood. I liked women.

I feared I was turning lesbian. No. I was a lesbian. And there was cypher wrong with that. No matter what the preacher or the government said.

That 's rightfulness, Merita agreed. You 're puritanical religion and mores are so naive. sexuality is never wrong. It should always be explored.

I nodded my heading and take hold of my ankle-length, gray skirt, pulling it on over my petticoat. The two level gave me more pelvic arch than I had in real liveliness. I pulled on my white blouse next, buttoning it up to my neck opening like a right woman and tucking it into my wench. Then I combed my hair while Tabitha tamed her untamed, fervid mane. I pulled my blonde Robert Curl into pigtails—my preferred style—tying them with pink thread. Tabitha did n't tie back her hair but let it fall down in raw moving ridge around her lentiginous cheek. We laced up our heeled shoes and were prepare for class.

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

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

I swallowed and nodded my head. What if she talked ? That would n't be secure. I bit my lip as Tabitha and I held hands. We walked with the other girls, a world-wide buzz from talking filling the corridor. Our hall lay on the twenty percent and highest floor. As we descended the stair, female child from the fourth part and third floors joined us, all with big smiling and rosy cheeks.

I bet they had their own Roman style baths.

I took a cryptical hint, scared to face my first of all day of classes at the Kensington Boarding schooltime. The gem walls of the mansion reverberated with talking as we swept down the step to the beginning floor. We followed the tide of girlfriend through the halls towards the dining room for breakfast. A few of the school 's maid scurried past times us in their black-and-white uniforms.

I wondered if they wore boo-boo beneath their skirts ?

My pussy itched and my tentacles squirmed. My nipples hardened in my blouse as a youthful maid, two years my elder, walked past, her cheek apple red and her blouse straining to curb her large breasts.

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

Uh-huh, purred Merita. She conjured flashes of the maid, raw and lying on a bed, her vauntingly teat forming piano mounds that beckoned.

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

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

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

I took long, wearisome breathing spell, clenching Tabitha 's hand. My friend gave me a sustenance smiling, her lips so lush and sugariness and I knew just how kissable they were and how wonderful her hands were and how amazing it was to ...

Nope. block that.

Ahead of us was nanny Leroy Robert Paige 's infirmary on Tabitha 's English of the hall. The door opened and the nurse stepped out, a big smile on her lips, her buttock 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 walking by, many greeting her with polite,"skillful dayspring, Nurse Paige."

"cockcrow, girls,"the blonde nanny would reply.

And then she snagged paeony out of the crowd. The black-haired girl gasped as Nurse Paige, with dexterity that had to do with practice, hiked up both Peony 's skirt and two layers of underskirt, plunging her bridge player between the girl 's thighs and rubbing at her cunny.

"Yes, yes, you need to have your hysterics cured, my dearly,"nurse Paige beamed, and then she frowned."Although, what happened to your virginal membrane, tike ?"

Peony 's face went red as she squirmed on the Nurse 's pumping fingers. Giggles erupted from the surrounding young woman. I groaned as waving of oestrus washed through me. Yesterday, I had my firstly orgasm at the mitt of Nurse Paige during my physical. She licked my cunny and button until I had my paroxysms of bliss.

She was a sapphic who enjoyed molesting the student under the pretext of a medical treatment.

As Tabitha and I passed, the nursemaid 's arm hooked out and seized Tabitha, pulling my friend close."And you have the ardent stock of the Celts in you. I know that means you need to give your hysteric cured."

Our fingers parted. I turned to my acquaintance, trying to snatch her paw, but the tide of girls carried me away.

"No, no, I 'm fine,"Tabitha protested as Nurse Paige deftly lifted her skirt and underskirt with one hired hand and plunged between my lover 's thighs."Oh, oh, nursemaid Paige."

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

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

I swallowed and nodded, forced along with the other girls to breakfast while my lover was fingered by the nursemaid. Her moans and peony 's echoed over the bombination of conversation. My poor cunny was on flack. Tentacles squirmed in my depths, eager to burst out and wreak. It was n't fair.

I was so horny. Why did nanny Satchel Paige choose Tabitha ? I could have had so often fun with them. nursemaid Satchel Paige could have plunged her digit into my cunny, and her ovolo could cause 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 kitty-cat. They wrapped about my thighs, smearing pussy succus onto my build and stockings. I groaned, my tentacles so raw. I closed my heart for a moment, fighting to get them to retract and grateful for my skirt and layers of petticoats so no one could see them.

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

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

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

It 's not your fault. I would be drained without you. I took a deep intimation. 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 lobby, I imagined I could get word Tabitha moaning her pleasure. Yes, yes, yes, nanny Paige. curative my hysterics. Your digit are so bass into my cunny. Oh, yes. Oh, wow.

Her lyric sounded so clear in my imagination. I sighed, biting my lip. I had to stop dwelling on sex. It was breakfast. I looked around for a stead to sit, all the tables ladled with platters of sausage and Baron Verulam and goner and jams.

"You can sit with us,"Jeane called. She was the marvelous girl on my base. She patted an evacuate seat at the board beside her. There was a indorsement nates open that Tabitha could take.

"Thanks,"I said, taking a seat. I squirmed to get comfy, my clitoris 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 embrown hair, holding it back off her shoulders. She was an older girl than me, nineteen."Last year, 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 dimples as she smiled, which set off her sandy-blonde Robert Curl.

"Who ?"I asked.

"Oh, she graduated last yr. I hear she married a banker and hired a scrumptious housemaid who knows how to use her tongue."Calophyllum longifolium giggled."I know all my maids will have to be so skilled when I set up my house."

"It is a pity we have to wed men,"I sighed.

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

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

I agree, Merita. I would end up marrying a plentiful peasant, too, probably one of my beginner 's business associates. Then I would receive a nice home plate, grow his tike, and hoped I lived close sufficiency to Tabitha so we could throw"tea"everyday.

We joked about the value of a maid who knew how to use her spit and a Captain James Cook who knew how to use a carrot, which I thought was wicked. Tabitha appeared after ten or so instant, her grimace flushed, and a huge grin on her font. She plopped down in the void electric chair and gave me a promptly kiss on the cheek before piling her denture with sausage and kippers.

"Boy, Nurse Paige really knows how to set up a missy for the day."

Darcy gave an enthusiastic nod.

After breakfast, it was fourth dimension for class. I would hold Math with Miss Maurine short circuit, cancel skill with Madalyn Virgo the Virgin, English with Miss femme fatale Averill, then lunch—Please find the core, Henrietta—followed by Latin with Miss Erma Northrop, and live Philosophy with young lady Marilynn Gully. Tabitha shared my schedule, which I found to be a ministration, but early girls had dissimilar ones and the honest-to-god lady friend had a few dissimilar courses.

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

"Vaguely,"Tabitha said."I did arrive the day before you, and I took the time to explore. All the classroom are on the get-go and second gear trading floor. And I recall that Miss Maurine 's classroom is on the offset floor and ... well, there she is."

Tabitha pointed to the woman with her black hair twisted into ringlet butterfly heading down the hall. We hurried after. We could n't get lost if we followed our instructor to class. Which made us the maiden too arrive. We took seats up front, our back straight. Text Word of God lay on each of the mesa, the cover charge battered and worn by long time of eager students.

I swallowed. Arithmetic had never been my strongest suite. But the Kensington embarkation School believed in educating young cleaning woman as strenuously as young men. Many of its alum would apply for school at Oxford or Cambridge while others used the prestige and nuance to assist shoot down a better marriage match.

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

As much as I hated math, there was one nice matter about it—the field of study was so boring sex was driven from my mentation. Merita was no helper, despite how advanced her people were. Her people habituate root eight maths. I had trouble understanding just what that meant, but Merita had no savvy of our base ten math. I did n't even know our math was baseborn ten.

When the category ended, I had a headache.

Tabitha 's green eyes were equally glazed. I took her hand and the pair of us navigated the school to the natural scientific discipline classroom. It took us a few faithlessly starts to find Miss Madalyn 's classroom. It turned out to be on the first gear floor, not the mo, and we were almost late.

"There you are, girls,"beamed Miss Madalyn, a woman in a grim clothes, her Brown University hair in a bun, and a friendly smile on her back talk."You must be Tabitha,"she said, giving my friend a strong, inviting hug."So that makes you Henrietta."

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

She had a wonderful smell about her, an energise essence. I was so aware of her body pressed against mine, her men on the minuscule of my binding as she rubbed her boldness on mine. A wonderful tingle passed through me.

I wondered just how well-disposed she was as a teacher.

"Now, let 's get started on learning,"she said, breaking the buss."We 'll set about with geology. I believe that will return you a smashing institution when we move into inorganic chemistry in a few calendar week. Now, on the tabular array on the back I have many samples of gem ..."

She lectured us on the three character of rocks—igneous, metamorphic, and sedimentary—showing us lesson of each. We handled them and stared at the grains with magnifying lens. She had rocks from all over England and beyond, her vocalism 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 favored type of Rock is and why."

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

Tabitha yawned and stretched."Boy, only two classes down and I 'm already so tire out. 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-market dress, white proscenium tied across the front, and a little, whiten cap resting on her brown curls. She had doe eyes and a polite smile on her boldness as she stopped before me.

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

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

"Yes, Miss."The housemaid gave me a comforting smile, her eyes excusatory."I am sorry, missy, but I have my instructions. This way."

"But I have English next."

"miss enchantress will be informed on the reason you are missing her course of instruction. You will not be in trouble."Her tonicity implied, Not in any more trouble. Poor affair, summoned to the headmistress 's office on her number one day, and such an innocent Elia. What could she have done ?

"Nothing,"I muttered, and then my breadbasket twisted more. peony. What if Peony told nursemaid Satchel Paige about my tentacles ?

I threw a face over my shoulder at Tabitha. She watched me with dread as I followed the housemaid down the manse. My heart beat faster and faster with each tone. I chewed on my lower lip as the amah led me from the bustle of the scholarly person leaving our class and down to the firstly floor. Our stride echoed through the halls. The maid walked with a unshakable back and a brisk stride.

I wanted to dawdle.

What do I do, Merita ?

pretend you do n't have any tentacles, she suggested. Humans do n't. If paeony did narrate, you just have to hold them under control. If the Headmistress does n't see them, then she wo n't believe peony. It 's the just chance.

I took a deep breathing time. I hope you 're right.

Her logical system made sentiency, but the moth-eaten pit of fear which had settled into my belly did not care. I clutched my hands before me. My fingers worked together, stroking, playacting, 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 people dear. I hope the Headmistress is n't too severe on her. Then she knocked smartly on the dark-stained threshold."Headmistress, I 've brought the girl."

"commodity, honest, you may go about your duty, Sallie,"a grim voice said."Miss Henrietta, enter."

I swallowed.

Sallie gave my shoulder a wring before she bustled off. I grasped the bronze doorway handgrip, twisted, and pushed my way into the power. The walls were covered in dark, wood paneling, hiding the Stone bulwark, and there were several bookshelves. A vase of efflorescence set on a footstall on one position of the elbow room. Opposite, hanging on the wall, were several character of canes and paddles. I swallowed, wondering which would be used on me. Sitting behind a large, peachy desk was Headmistress Edna Neville. A severe bun of lightlessness haircloth pulled taut the peel of her frontal bone, making her seem even sterner. She wore a red apparel, buttoned to the neck and held closed by an tusk broach. She stood, her back straight, and stared at me with night eyes.

I swallowed, manpower clasped before me, my knees knocking.

"Nurse Paige told me something interesting today,"the Headmistress said, her vox musical and commanding all at the same meter. She walked around her desk, a rock to her hip joint, her heeled boots thudding on the wooden floor."And it made me quite singular to bring out 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 keep the awe from my voice.

Her smiling grew on her lips, a grievous smile."Strip."

I swallowed."strip show, Headmistress ?"

"Yes,"she purred."Do not tell me you are pillock, girl. It is a common Scripture in English. Do I have to set it ?"I heard the scourge 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 look appropriate."

"I determine what is and is not allow at my schooling, Miss Henrietta. So you will clean off every article of clothing and show me that pretty, nubile consistency of yours. Nurse Satchel Paige has painted quite the descriptive fib of the spell of your youthful flesh."

"She did ?"My cheeks warmed. She knows about my kitty 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 discase, I will look at down one of those legal document and apply it with much vigour on your backside."

I squeaked,"Yes, Headmistress,"and my work force 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, nothing would go wrongfulness. I would be perfectly fine.

I just had to bide in control. I could stick around in control.

My fingers worked the buttons of my blouse as she walked to the wall covered in her legal instrument of discipline. My finger's breadth blurred as they worked down my front. I had my blouse undone and untucked from my wench by the time she reached the wall. 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 box of her lips.

A tingle of excitement rippled through my torso. My pap hardened against my underbodice as I folded my doll 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 down of wearable. I leaned against her desk and pulled off my shoes. Then my stockings.

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

Her voice sounded so tangible in my nous. My imagination so originative today. Her smoldering eyes made my eubstance flush hotter, my cunny growing wet. This was grievous. I drew off my camisole over my torso, revealing my blonde scroll and my lowly breasts.

The Headmistress purred in delight.

"Yes, yes, yes, nurse Satchel Paige was right. You are a endearing thing."She walked to me as I stood before her desk, the air common cold, my cutis pebbling, and my tit aching so surd. I rubbed my hands up and down my arm, feeling the goose pimples as I shivered.

But the 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 knocker. Her pollex swiped over my pap. I could n't help the groan that escaped my lips.

My tentacles squirmed in my pussy.

Her manus trailed down my stomach."Now nurse Paige treated two of your classmates this morning for hysterics : Tabitha Smythe and peony Featherton."

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

Her digit toyed with the lock of my pussy."When nanny Paige gave the girls a physical two days ago, both had intact maidenhead. Normally, nurse Leroy Robert Paige enjoys breaking a vernal daughter 's virginal membrane in her power, to take a leak sure it is done as painlessly as possible."And pleasurably, I imagined the Headmistress adding. She has such a letch for a Virgo the Virgin 's cherry tree."So she was greatly thwarted to learn both girls had their cherries well-plucked before she got her greedy hands on them."

"I-I 'm no-count she was disappointed,"I said, the Headmistress 's fingers moving lower, sliding towards my hot, wet flesh.

She caressed my slit lips. I groaned, biting my lip and fighting my tentacles. They wanted to come out. To roll about the Headmistress, to roll in the hay her cunny and bugger her sphincter muscle. Then to fondle her great breasts straining her clothes and give her squeal.

Fight it, Merita whispered. Think about disgusting men. Your world 's males are all hairy and filthy and letch. Do n't intend about her finger 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 shaft around me, grasping my naked ass, squeezing laborious. She pressed against me. She was taller than me, her eyes looking down, burning with such lust.

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

Her thumb swiped about my clitoris. I gasped and shuddered. My eyes rolled back in my head. I grit my teeth, my fingers grasping her dark-red dress at the hips, gathering the cloth as I struggled not to give 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 individual moment. She does n't know about the tentacles, Merita.

good. But do n't slacken, hold fight, Merita said as my tentacles squirmed more.

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

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

"Even though you were a virgin ?"

"Uh-huh. And then ... after I learned ... from nurse Satchel Paige ... Tabitha and I ... played with it ... and then with paeony ... and ... and ..."I was so close to cumming. My tentacles were so eager to explode out of me. Her pollex friction on my clitoris was too a lot. My body shook and convulsed."I ... I ..."

"Am a dirty slut,"hissed the Headmistress."Yes, yes, a dirty adulteress who brought a dildo to my school and used it on my virgins. That 's Nurse Satchel Paige 's perquisite. You wo n't use it on any to a greater extent girls'hymen. You will let our school nurse execute her medical procedures, and use her dildo on the girls. Right ?"

"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 fingers. snatch juice trickled down my second joint. My nipples were so unvoiced. 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 lip and licking off my sweet musk."Please turn over you liberate ?"

"Yes. I ... I ... I need it. I 'm so hysteric right now."

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

I flew to her, working the release down the back of her dress. The garb was stiff, possessing a built in whalebone stays, which pulled on the buttons, making it difficult to untie. But I persevered. The dress slipped off her articulatio humeri, revealing her camisole. She wiggled out of her skirt, then I ripped down her petticoats as she pulled off her camisole. She turned, her breasts enceinte, her nipples fat and concentrated. A thick, bootleg Dubya covered her pussy, matted by her hullabaloo. She wore only heeled boots that when up to her knee joint 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 turgid, phallic-shaped object made out of polished ebony. She licked the wooden shaft—A dildo, gasped Merita—as she sat on her desk, spreading her legs wide.

"Use it on me. Get it soaked with my pussy succus. 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 tranquil Earth's surface so there was no possibility of splinters. I knelt before the headmistress. The stiff odor of her lemonlike pussycat filled my olfactory organ. 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 font, her hands squeezing her tits as my tongue danced around her button. I brought the dildo to the bend of her pussy, pressing against them. Her pussy rim were thick, protruding from her vulva. She was n't tight like Tabitha and me. I moved down, nuzzling and sucking on her cunt mouth 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 good, yes. piece of tail my cunt. Stretch it out. Yes, yes yes, then I 'm going to fuck you. Oh, yes, what a sweet-flavored 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 juices lubing the way. They clung to the ebony gibe. It was buddy-buddy, bad than one of my tentacles, and it was so exciting to work it in and out of her twat. She groaned, the desk creaking as she squirmed.

My teat and clitoris ached so badly. The tentacles writhed in my kitty, teasing me. succus trickled down my thighs. I concentrated on licking her puss, not thinking about my own pleasure as the Headmistress pinched her Brobdingnagian, fat nipples.

"Yes, yes, yes, you footling jade. 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 maintain the traditions of the shoal alive. To guide young women like you into the pleasures company denies us. Oh, yes. Keep tonguing me as you fuck that immense dildo into me. Oh, you 're going to get it on 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 sexual climax, misfire Henrietta."

She fell back on her desk, humping against me. Her fingers dug deep into her fleshy mounds. Her pinko tit waved atop her crown. I wanted to fawn 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 hard pap with my sticky backtalk. She gasped and bucked as I engulfed the fat nub. It was twice the size of Tabitha 's teat. I loved it in my mouth. I sucked so hard.

"You wonderful slut,"she moaned, thrashing."Oh, yes. Oh, Lord, that 's full. Oh, yes, yes, yes !"

She bucked and heaved as she orgasmed. She screamed wordless joy, too a good deal rapture flowing through her to utter. My imagination conjured words for her : Oh, yes, what a yummy slovenly woman. Oh, God Almighty, she 's good. I love it. Oh, she 's going to be a gaga one. Oh, yes. So goodness. young woman Henrietta is amazing.

I smiled as I squirmed. My pussy tentacles ached to burst out. I lifted my rim from her nipple as she spasmed a final exam metre. Then she grinned at me, her face flushed. She leaned up, seized my pelvis, and kissed me hard.

My tentacles peeked out of my snatch as I shuddered in her embrace. Her lingua licked at my lips, tasting her tart juices staining me. Her chest brushed my tits, our pap caressing. I groaned, straining to keep my tentacles in line.

She broke the buss, grinning. She pushed me back and hopped off her desk, tits jiggling."Now it 's time for me to fuck you. Bend that passably 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 seat before she pushed me to her desk."crimp over and so I can bugger you."

My asshole clenched. I had enjoyed buggering myself with a tentacle last night. I leaned over, my thigh 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 existent stopcock and buggering her students. This should n't be a surprise.

But it was. A terrific surprise.

The dildo dripped with her pussycat 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. I gasped at the tangency of her fluids.

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

She placed the tip at my son of a bitch and then she thrust.

I gasped as my sphincter gave way to her dildo, lubed by her pussycat cream. She slid deeper and deeper into my asshole. The burning at the stake pleasure dig to my pussy. The vivid friction sent waves of heat 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 thighs. Every brush cam stroke sent shivers through me.

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

She drew back. My bowels clung to her dildo. The rubbing was intense. I groaned, my eyes rolling back into my headway. It was so thick. It stretched me out. My tentacles wrapped about my thighs, two on each, constricting and relaxing. I wanted to send them out and touch her.

But I held back.

She slammed back into me. Her thrust hard. Her groin smacked into my butt-cheeks. I gasped, watching her over my shoulder. Her titty jiggled with the impact of our pulp. Her deal grasped my hip. She moaned, drawing back her hips and then fucking into me again.

Over and over. I grunted each metre. The friction ignited walking on air with every gibbousness. My bowels clung to her tool as she sodomized me over and over. My fingerbreadth gripped the border of the desk as my tentacles rubbed up and down my thighs, shooting rapture 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."sodomist me. I love it. Oh, this is so hot."

"It is,"she moaned."Oh, yes, it is. Take my dildo. Oh, you piffling slut. shout out out how often you love it when I sodomize you."

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

The desk rocked. She buggered me so hard. My eyes rolled back into my head. The joy built in my core. My nipples rubbed on the cold open of her desk. My pelvic arch undulated as her strokes grew harder and faster.

The pleasance burst in her intellect. I felt it. Her thinking screamed out how much she loved buggering me. The dildo 's base pressed on her clitoris. I was so caught up in the flush 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 the great unwashed were saying, but hearing their thought.

"Yes, yes, yes, you piddling slut,"she hissed in my psyche. So much fun to sodomize a pretty, little thing. Look at those asscheeks writhe. And she 's crocked. Oh, the air pressure on my clitoris is intense. I 'm going to cum so arduous from sodomizing her.

"Yes, yes, cum, Headmistress,"I begged, my hips bucking up, our flesh slapping tough together. My tentacles clenched about my leg, gripping them, savoring the tone of them. The joy rippled up them to my kitty-cat."Cum with me. I ... I ..."

"Cum you filthy whore !"

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

The vivid joy flooded through my body. It crashed through my judgment. So much. My eyes rolled back into my forefront. I groaned and gasped. I shuddered, undulating my hips, drinking in to a greater extent and more than of the walking on air. I moaned out with every new wave of rapture flooding through me.

Such a proficient ass to sodomize. Oh, yes, I 'm going to cum so hard. She 's such a loose woman. Oh, yes. seem 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 shooting through me. My tentacles clenched so hard on my legs it hurt. I moaned, fighting the urge to let them go wild as the delight boiled through me. The Headmistress buried her dildo into my profundity, her fingernails biting into my pelvic girdle as her finger's breadth clenched.

"Oh, you wonderful trollop,"she panted, her sexual climax 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 prick gaping open, feeling so empty. Then she froze. I sensed unbelief from her. She had glimpsed my tentacles retracting into my cunny. She blinked. No, no, I could n't hold seen that. Impossible.

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

"Miss Henrietta, you may clothe and go."She paused."And remember, get out the deflowering to our medical exam staff."

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

And now it is lunch metre, Merita said. sentence to find the Congress of Racial Equality before any humans stagger on it.

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Miss Marilynn Gully and Daisy the maidservant finished consuming the core 's canister, leaving only the flash light behind. The two rose. It had taken hours to consume it, the nanites patiently dissolving Sir Thomas More and more of the metal to bring home the bacon the resource so they could link up to more entities and find the computer.

... connect ...

Both char, joined by the metal tentacle buried in both their cunts, walked as one, side by position, across the grassy moor. Their thoughts were full of inflammation. New tentacles grew in both their slit, eager to plug into 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 rapture to come.

To be continued ...