Boarding school confrontation
Chapter Six : Henrietta is Spanked by Her Teacher
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

My bowels had a wonderful ache to them as I stumbled out of the Headmistress 's role, once again prune. I closed the doorway behind me. The Headmistress sat at her desk, writing on it calmly like she had n't just sodomized me with a dildo she had strapped to her private parts with a queer, leather harness. She had pounded me with a wonderful fervor, ramming her dildo deep into my gut and giving me such an effervescent paroxysm of delight.

I came hard.

Yes, you did, Merita, the lesbian extraterrestrial being who had possessed my eubstance to save my life, whispered in my creative thinker. And she did n't determine out about your tentacles.

No, I agreed, sucking in mysterious breaths. I still shivered from the orgasms. They were amazing. Powerful. And when we finished, the Headmistress merely dressed, sat down at her desk, and adjusted her bun while I reeled from the sexual climax. Not a ace one of her hairs had escaped the bun while she pounded me. She again looked victorian and proper, not a ungodly woman who loved buggering her eighteen-year-old students'rectums.

I smoothed my gray-haired skirt over my two level of petticoats as I tried to cumulate myself. Her dildo was big than the tentacles that now sprouted from the depths of my pussy. I bit my lip, shifting, the burning ache persisting in my bowels.

A reminder of the passion.

Why was I reading her view ? I asked Merita as I straightened and glanced down the stone Marguerite Radclyffe Hall of the Kensington embarkation School, a blank space to school untried woman. I never expected the education to include sinful, lesbian lessons.

Or that I would love it.

What 's so strange about that ? Merita paused. Your race is n't telepathic ?

Is that what you call ... hearing others idea ?

I felt Merita nod her thoughts. She was a disembodied voice in my head, her body merged into mine. It was a necessary act to appropriate the nanites—strange, tiny robot that were fixing my body after I broke my cervix and nearly died—to heal me. My consistence did n't care them, treating them like an illness.

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

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

final stage night, Merita had crashed her spaceship. I thought she was a shooting star. But as she crashed, the magnetic core of her ship—and I was n't exactly sure what that meant—had fallen out. It was broad of more nanites but disconnected from her computer which was some sort of thinking automobile. I also did n't understand that. How could a machine think ? But without the computing device, the nanites might do bad things, so we had to feel them before anyone else did.

okey, I answered. I think the course of instruction period is over. No point in heading to English.

I was right. As I walked down the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall, doors opened and the girls spilled, wearing their gray skirts and white blouse buttoned to the neckline. They all looked so prim and proper, young women of impeccable breeding. And all had succumbed to the sapphic teaching of the staff.

I headed for the room access, not towards the dining lobby, moving against the lunar time period of student. Heeled shoes echoed. Maids in their black uniforms, white aprons, and small capital perched on their heads scurried in both directions, carrying out their duties.

I turned the corner for the main doorway when a voice shouted my public figure with expectant enthusiasm."Etta !"

Okay, not my good name, which was Henrietta, or one of the proper diminutives for my name—Ettie or Hettie. Tabitha had named me thus yesterday when we first met. We quickly became bosom Friend and then so much more last Night when we discovered the existence of my pussy tentacles.

We made such rattling honey. My heart fluttered at the sight of her fiery Robert Floyd Curl Jr. bouncing about her shoulders as she dashed down the Radclyffe Hall, her lentiginose face shining with a mix of excitement and savvy. She slid to a closure beside me, her green eyes staring into my blue, her circle breasts rising and falling in her bodice. She was a buxom girl than I was. I had a slim figure where she was curvier.

Which made her fun to play with. I loved wrapping my tentacles about her white meat and squeezing.

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

Henrietta, the mission, whined Merita. No getting distracted.

"You 're in one piece of music,"Tabitha panted."I was so worried all through English people. I could n't pay a unmarried bit of attention on the lesson. I was so afraid you were in trouble. Does she live ... about ... ?"

I shook my header."She just wanted to lecture me on the properness of the schooltime. Apparently, Nurse Paige deflowers the girls who still possess a maidenhead. It 's a medical procedure."

"Right."Tabitha giggled."The horny nurse just has a lech for pricking maidenheads."

"It is a delicious delicacy,"I blushed. I had pricked two maidenheads, Tabitha 's and another girlfriend 's who lived on our floor. paeony was a dulcet matter. Both times were exquisite.

I loved it when she pricked my maidenhead, thought Tabitha, her vocalism sort out in my thinker. I loved feeling her tentacles pump in and out of me. I 'm beaming she pricked me and not the nurse. Not that Nurse Paige is n't sexy, and her fingers were wonderful this morning. Still, Etta 's tentacles are special.

I smiled as Tabitha 's cheek grew deep red. Then she shook her drumhead."So you were told to finish plucking cherry red. What else ?"

"She then stripped me naked, was disappointed to find I also did n't get a cherry, and I lied and said I brought a dildo. Then she pulled out her own dildo, and I fucked it in and out of her cunny until she came."

"Ooh, what a wicked headmistress. Her hair is pulled into such a tight bun, I would n't call up she could stimulate fun."

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

Tabitha 's grinned. Ooh, I loved it when Etta buggered me this morning. Shame Geneve interrupted us.

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

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

right hand, right.

"Talking to Merita ?"Tabitha asked.

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

Tabitha took my hand and squeezed it."Let 's go."

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Marilynn Gully and Daisy brown walked in unison, holding hands, as they approached the breast door of the Kensington Boarding School. Marilynn taught philosophical system at the school day while Daisy worked there as a housemaid. Both cleaning woman 's clothing—Daisy wearing the dark annulus and Edward White blouse of a maid, a Elwyn Brooks White apron tied about her waist, and Marilynn had on a wickedness green, proper wearing apparel with a stir accentuating her rear—were wet and covered in strands of gage. They walked in synchronize steps. Their breathing matched. Their thought connected.

Nanites infected them. Both their trunk had changed. showtime, Marilynn was taken over. She was afflicted with the brawny urge to plug in. The nanites, reading her memories, deduced that man connected via sex. So Marilynn had sex with Daisy. A metallic tentacle sprouted from the teacher 's pussy and fucked into Daisy 's. When the woman came, nanites flooded Daisy.

After consuming the metal suit of the heart, both charwoman had the resourcefulness to build Sir Thomas More tentacles and more nanites. One new tentacle each squirmed in their pussies, set to associate with to a greater extent humans. The nanites had to notice their computer and reunify with their ship.

Their specify cognitive process could think of no other way.

... connect ...

Marilynn and Daisy nodded to the mechanically skillful, womanly voice speaking through their thinker."Yes, associate,"they both said together, smiles on their back talk. Their nipples ached and their pussies were wet, clenching about the tentacle that united them."So many girls to connect with here."

In unison, they opened the nominal head door to the five story, stone manor house firm converted into the Kensington boarding shoal. It perched on a grassy hill in the English countryside, far from the modernistic conveniences of London—electricity being the expectant. procession has yet to reach the rural landscape.

"Oh, hello Miss Marilynn,"a platinum-blonde-haired miss said. She was young, 20, with a smile on her face.

A round-faced, bushy-haired brunette with a big grin walked with the platinum-blonde. Both fille wore the school uniform, gray bird falling over two layers of underskirt to accentuate both girls hips, their white blouses tight, the blonde 's tit large.

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

Though Marilynn had never met either girl—it was her first of all day teaching—she knew their names from her association with Daisy. The blond was Geneva, Prefect for the fifth trading floor dorm, and her fellow was Emaleine. Both girls were on their tierce and final year at the school.

And both were beautiful.

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

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

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

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

"Is something wrong, miss Marilynn ?"the brunet asked.

"Nothing."

"Why are you two speaking in unison ?"Geneva asked.

Marilynn and Daisy paused before the girls. Then they seized the girls'shoulder and pushed them against the wall. Marilynn had Hollands 's shoulder joint, Daisy Emaleine 's. The auburn-haired instructor stared into Geneva 's blue eyes.

"We want to connect with you,"Marilynn said, finally acting independently of Daisy. Her hand slid down Geneva 's articulatio humeri to constrict the little girl 's round breast."Will you connect with us ?"

"Yes, will you ?"Daisy asked, pressing her soundbox tight against the brunette. Daisy 's muss hair was a darker tint of Robert Brown, contrasting with Emaleine as their gyre brushed.

"teacher, every pupil in the schooling is at your disposal,"Geneva purred."You know that. If you need your hysterics cured, I will be beaming to assuage you."

"Yes, cured,"moaned Marilynn.

... connect ...

The new tentacles squirmed inside Marilynn and Daisy 's cunt, stretching them out more. Delicious ripples of pleasure flooded through the instructor and amah 's torso as they leaned in and captured the students'lips. geneva 's were soft and sweet while Emaleine kissed with aggressive hunger. Marilynn felt both, sharing sensory faculty with Daisy.

butt them, a pair of girls walked past and headed outside, giggling at their trick."I love this school,"one said."ignominy we ca n't link up them, Etta."

"No, no, we 're in a hurry,"the 2nd answered."Let 's go, Tabitha or—"

The boom of the closing battlefront door cut off her words.

Marilynn squeezed Geneve 's titty, loving how the heap through blouse and camisole. The teacher 's clitoris throbbed and her nipples ached. Her tongue jab into Geneve 's mouth, swirling, tasting, as the fervour built in her pussy. succus trickled down her thighs, exciting her, building her heat. Daisy squirmed and squealed as bold Emaleine 's hands shot out and slip into Daisy 's still unlaced bodice, cupping a troll breast.

Emmeline tweaked Daisy 's mamilla and Marilynn felt it. Her twat clenched as her nipple ached in sympathy. The fantastic pleasure rippled through both women 's dead body. They moaned into their scholarly person'lip, kissing harder.

Marilynn 's fingers worked at the buttons of Geneva 's blouse, popping them through they eyelets. The blouse opened, and the teacher 's hands jibe in, squeezing those boozer pitcher through the sparse camisole. Hollands 's nipples were fat and hard, poking at the material.

"Oh, miss Marilynn,"the blonde moaned after breaking the kiss."Oh, yes, you 're stirring such disruption through me. I need my hysterics cured badly."

"Me, too,"Emaleine moaned as the maidservant nibbled on her neck. Both of the educatee 's hands were down Daisy 's bodice now, pinching and rolling her nipples.

Miss Marilynn 's pussy clenched and shuddered. The sec metallic tentacle slithered out in unison to the one in Daisy 's twat. It brushed the instructor 's intimate second joint, smearing pussy succus against her flesh.

"It 's time to link,"moaned Marilynn.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Daisy panted.

Both womanhood were bore for the rush of delight produced by connecting. Marilynn 's bridge player squeezed her student 's breasts, fingers digging into her delicate mound separated only by thin linen paper. The tentacle slithered out from beneath her skirt and underneath Geneva's.

Then it went up.

Marilynn kissed Genf again, excitement brewing inside the teacher and maid. Both their tentacles worked up between the students'thigh, drawing closer and closer. Waves of pleasures washed through their united organic structure, their excitement climb.

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

"Relax,"Daisy purred and kissed Emaleine as her tentacle reached the shorter girl 's pussy first, stroking hot, excited flesh. Marilynn felt the wonderful, wet feel of Emaleine 's cunt as Daisy 's tentacle caressed the girl.

And then the instructor 's tentacle reached Geneva 's cunny lips.

The blonde gasped, breaking the kiss as the metal tentacle rubbed against her wet nethers. Her heart were wide, staring at the instructor."girl Marilynn ... What is that ?"

"My connector,"the teacher purred, savoring the duel sensations of both tentacles rubbing against the scholarly person'cunnies. Each felt slightly different, Genf 's cunt sassing thicker, Emaleine 's clitoris magnanimous. Both were wet and hot, their silky pubic hairsbreadth matted by excitement."I want to connect with you."

"Let us tie with you,"moaned Daisy.

"You 'll cum so hard."

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

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

"Pleasure,"both the maidservant and instructor moaned together.

... connect ...

... must connect ...

... need more processing power ...

... connect ...

waving of pleasure shot out of both the maiden 's and teacher 's slit, sparked by electricity. The students shuddered as the electric delight reached the end of the tentacles rubbing a their cunnies. They both gasped, centre widening.

"I ... I ..."Geneva groaned, shifting her pelvic girdle. Marilynn rubbed the girl 's tit through her camisole."It feels nice."

"So nice,"trembled Emaleine, her fingers twisting Daisy 's stub.

"Connect with us,"moaned teacher and maid in unison."You will receive such pleasure."

"Yes,"both students squealed.

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

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

"Oh, my God Almighty,"gasped geneva."It 's so flexible. Oh, yes, slide it in deep. What form of metal dildo is this ? How are you ... ? Yes, fuck me. Oh, yes. This is what I need after three long moral. Oh, yes."

Emaleine shuddered, her pussy clenching down on Daisy 's thrusting tentacle, increasing the sublime clash. Marilynn pressed her backtalk into geneva 's neck, nibbling and sucking, squeezing the blonde 's large breast through the undergarment 's slim material. The tentacles pumped faster and faster.

... connect ...

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

Emaleine drew out the maid 's breast, a hard nipple begging to be sucked. The girl leaned down and engulfed the nipple, sucking punishing. Marilynn 's slit clenched as she felt the sucking pleasure. She squeezed Geneva 's breasts harder and massaged her nipple, the teacher 's hips undulating. Juices dribbled out of her pussy, running down her tentacles.

The pleasance swelled in her core. Sparks of electrical energy dig through her organic structure. She spasmed and moaned. Both tentacles thrust at the same speed, driving inscrutable into the girls'cunnies. Their part sang through the hall, four womanhood gasping and moaning, building towards their shared orgasm.

... connecting ...

"Oh, yes, girl Marilynn,"shuddered Genf."Oh, I 'm going to ingest my release. I 'm going to cum. Yes, yes, cure my hysterics. Oh, this is stupendous."

Her blue centre fluttered. Her side clenched. And then her orgasm burst inside of her. Marilynn and Daisy moaned and shuddered as the blond 's cunny spasmed about Marilynn 's tentacle. The diffused flesh massaged the severely, thrusting outgrowth. Electric tingles shot down the tentacle right to Marilynn 's core.

The sexual climax build interior of her. The teacher pinched her student 's nipples hard through the camisole. She moaned into Geneva 's throat, sucking, marking the girl as the exhilaration built and built in her depths.

Emaleine moaned about Daisy 's nipple. The young woman 's cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard. Her fingers dug into the soft flesh. Her cunt tightened on Daisy 's tentacle, the joy swelling in both maid and instructor 's body.

"Yes, yes, cum on my connector,"gasped Daisy."Let me experience your hot cunny spasm. Just like Holland gin 's did on missy Marilynn 's connector."

"Yes, yes, relish your freeing,"gasped the palpitation Geneva, her vocalism strained with pleasure.
Emaleine 's teeth nipped Daisy 's nipple as the student came. Her pussy convulsed wildly about Daisy 's tentacle. The poke appendages plowed deeper into both missy'spasming cunnies. The maid and teacher trembled.

"So unspoiled,"moaned Miss Marilynn, fingers twisting Geneva 's pap."Yes, yes, yes. prison term to connect."

"clock time,"agreed Daisy. The maid threw her psyche back, her fingerbreadth cradling Emaleine 's face as the girlfriend sucked on the amah 's hard nipple.

Both women, united by the nanites, came together. Their cunt spasmed about their twin tentacles. pleasance surged down the extremity as wavelet of walking on air bathed their nous. Marilynn gasped and moaned in unison with Daisy as the nanites erupted from the tentacle 's end.

impulse after impulse of nanites flooded the students'young cunnies. Both girls gasped, orgasmic delight slamming into their head as they connected to Miss Marilynn and Daisy. Their exaltation surging between the four. Gasping, moaning, spasming. Adam roared between them, sharing their pleasure. They felt every pussycat 's spasm, every lip 's osculation, every fingerbreadth 's caress, every backtalk 's suckle.

Two became four. Connection achieved.

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

Marilynn and Daisy, smiling in satiated delight, their trunk buzzing from intense pleasance, carried the unconscious scholar into a incline way. They draped the girls on the floor and waited for them to recover.

Marilynn bent down and sucked on Daisy 's still exposed nipple. The maid groaned, feeling the joy of her tit sucking while experience Marilynn 's joy at sucking on it. Duel delight flooded both of them while the nanites prepared new tentacles inside all four womanhood 's physical structure.

... to a greater extent connections ...

... required ...

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This is not good, Merita told her host as she stared through Henrietta 's heart at the remains of the core. All that was left was the scud beacon and the control condition circuitry. It was the size of it of Henrietta 's script. The nanites were all gone, loose without any counseling. They had broken down the core for materials.

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

"Yes. Merita is n't happy,"Henrietta answered.

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

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

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

Do we keep looking ?

Merita did n't answer.

"Etta, we have to get back,"Tabitha said."If we 're belated, we 'll get a demerit."

Merita, talk to me. Please, Merita. Do n't be unsounded. What do we do ? Is the person in problem ?

I do n't know. The alien 's thought squirmed in her Host. I do n't know how to see them. They could be anywhere. I 'm never getting back household. It 's destroyed.

I 'm so no-count. Henrietta squirmed. I am. But ... if there is nothing to do ...

Yes, yes, you have to get back to family. Merita sighed. Stuck on a rude major planet ...

I 'm dark we 're primitive.

The painfulness in Henrietta 's thoughts hit Merita. I did n't entail to insult you. I am glad we met. This is n't your fault. Do n't feel bad, okay ? seize the circuitry board. Maybe if we find the nanites they can rebuild the core. Merita had small hope of that, but she did n't desire to burden Henrietta with guilt. That 's what they 're near at. Then, maybe, they can fix my ship if I can find the right stuff on your macrocosm. But in the meantime, get back to class. No point in you getting in trouble.

I 'm still sorry. But I am happy we met. I love you, Merita.

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

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I ran through the halls of the school beside Tabitha. The magnetic core fell so far from the shoal it took half our tiffin hour just to walk out there. Our heeled horseshoe slapped on the tiles, mine still wet from traipsing through moist grass. Merita had been silent the integral walk back. I could feel her sadness.

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

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

Our side by side grade was Latin taught by girl Erma John Howard Northrop. I had heard she had a letch for spanking young lady 's bottoms and then soothing them afterward with her easygoing caresses. I did n't want to be spanked. And if she did comfort me, I might lose control my tentacles and expose myself as a freak.

I was lucky paeony did n't recite anyone about what we did in the bath this morning.

Tabitha sighed in relief, slowing to a walk of life before a door."Here it is."She took a mystifying breath, glancing at me."Oh, one of your pigtails is coming loose."

I gasped and retied the ribbon while gaining my breath. Our faces were both flushed from our run, though it looked like we had sex instead. chip in this schooling, I was certainly that was what people would think.

Ready, I opened the door and stepped in, hoping it was n't past the hour and we were n't tardy. Miss Erma stood at the front of the course of study, a chalkboard covered in Latin words rested behind her. She was a tall woman, her brown hairsbreadth piled into a severe bun, her curvy body covered by a dark-gray dress. Her optic flashed upon us.

"Two minutes late, girls."

"Sorry, missy Erma,"we both said in unison.

"We were lost,"Tabitha added."We are still learning the shoal 's layout."

"There are no excuse for tardiness. You both arrived to the shoal before today, giving you rich opportunity to find out where my classroom was situated."

I swallowed."You are correct, young woman Erma. Our apologies."

"Apologies are all well and good, but you have broken a linguistic rule and that requires field to straighten out."

"Discipline ?"I winced.

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

The other girls, all eighteen-year-olds like us, glanced at us, a mix of envy and, to my surprise, excitement in their eyes. One of the girls with an bore countenance was shy peony sitting in the dorsum, her hands clasped beneath her desk over her dame. She squirmed.

She had a hot cunny and was in bang-up need of her hysterics being cured.

Tabitha and I moved up to the front of the class. A tickling of excitement caressed my twat. My nipples hardened. All those eyes watching us ... XX missy ... My fingers worked at the push of my blouse as I stood before the class, my cunny growing wetter and wetter.

My tentacles squirming more and more.

"Keep equanimity,"Tabitha whispered as I slid off my blouse. Her eyes flicked to my nipples, both concentrated and big against my camisole.

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

Tabitha and I quickly stripped. I noticed the dewy excitement glistening on my lover 's thighs before she bent over the desk, her cycle, freckled knocker pillowing on the desk. My smaller mounds jiggled as I bent over, but they did n't pillow against the desk. I wiggled my coxa, my blonde pigtails spreading across the mesa. I rested my cheek on the cool surface, staring at my lover.

She gave me a comforting smile and took my hand.

"Well, well, well,"purred miss Erma,"what a saucy pair of daily round, young bottoms. So pert."She squeezed us both, making us gasp. Her finger dug into my flesh, reminding my sphincter muscle that it had been plowed vigorously earlier.

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

"Their gender are wet and flushed, afflicted with that horrible disease. Female hysterics most be combated at all times. Young womanhood are especially prostrate to it. If any of you feel any flutters between your second joint, palpate free to allay yourself manually. Clitoral stimulant, either through your chick or with direct contact of your digit is permitted."

"Yes, miss Erma,"the other pupil said.

I glanced at them, the girls squirming, hands disappearing beneath their desks. I groaned as their cheeks grew rose-cheeked. Their thighs parted. Skirts and half-slip rustled as Miss Erma kept kneading my ass instead of spanking us.

Twenty girls abusing their cunnies while I was spanked ... How was I keeping myself under ascendency ?

If I never fell, you would n't be afflicted with this problem, sighed Merita in my mind.

Do n't say that. I am not—

Crack ! crack !

The first spanking landed. I gasped and shuddered, pain shooting through my ass and wiping away all thought. Tabitha spasmed beside me. fille Erma had spanked both our ass simultaneously. Or near enough. The oestrus of her script 's nightfall burned through my ass.

It was so different than when my father had spanked me as a child. This was bare skin. The feminine sigh of my schoolmate filled the air. Miss Erma 's hand rested on my rear, stroking my flesh as she let the nuisance linger instead of continuously applying our discipline.

tornado ! scissure !

Tabitha and I bucked together. I moaned, my pap rubbing on the desk. I squirmed at the hot pain prickling through my asscheeks to my cunny. My tentacles writhed in my depths as the pain became excitement.

Pleasure.

tornado ! quip !

I gasped, my hip joint undulating, my clit grinding into the edge of the desk. It was like my body was built to experience this joy. I ground my nub against it as the teacher 's hand fell again and again, warming my ass, stimulating my pussy, and driving my clit against the hard Mrs. Henry Wood. Pleasure fluttered through me.

I grit my tooth and fought against my tentacles.

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

"Their hysterics grow,"Miss Erma said."As the pain in the ass addition, their cunnies become wetting agent. The waver build. attend at how they undulated. They are grinding their over-stimulated clitorides into the desk."

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

I could get word the wet rub of finger's breadth on cunny. Some plunged digits into their flesh. Chairs squeaked and their groan grew. I bit my lip, fighting against my tentacles. They wanted to come out and play as the teacher 's hands fell on my ass again.

Crack ! snap !

"Oh, Lord,"I groaned, my clitoris rubbing hard against the edge. Sweat beaded my forehead as I fought the swelling joy. Sensations rippled through my body. The excitement built. My tentacles pushed towards the ingress of my cunny, stretching my walls. The sweet clash sent a shudder through me."Please, please, no."

"Do n't crusade your fervor, girls,"moaned the teacher, her articulation breathy, to the full of her own passion."A release while being punished is a wonderful experience. The paroxysms are intense."

Tabitha clenched my hand hard as the following spankings landed. Her pelvis moved. I stared at her jiggling, burning-red ass. She ground her button into the desk, not fighting her warmth like I was. Her green eyes fluttered.

fracture ! offer !

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

Her orgasm contorted her expression. Her lips formed a perfect O as she screamed out her bliss. She thrashed on the mesa, her hand gripping mine so severely. I shuddered, unable to resist grinding my clit on the desk, building my own orgasm as the tentacles ached to blow up out of me.

So good. Oh, yes. This is the best. The bother ... The pleasure ...

Tabitha 's thoughts invaded my judgment. I gasped, wanting that same delicious joy. To experience my pussy exploded with the pleasure of pain. I groaned, squirming. Behind me, several girl gasped in feminine delight, achieving their masturbatory release.

"And now it 's your routine, little strumpet,"Miss Erma moaned."Let me hear you squeal."

Crack ! sally !

Both the teacher 's hands fell on my ass. She slapped both my butt-cheeks together. I groaned, straining against my tentacles writhing pauperization as the pain flared and my button footing into the desk 's bound. It was so discriminating, hurting my clit, which made the exaltation exquisite.

"Let me hear you scream, blue girl !"

Crack ! Crack !

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

I ca n't do anything, she sulked.

"You will cum if I have to spank your ass until it is black and blue."missy Erma squeezed my combustion ass. She pressed the figurehead of her dress against me, humping against me, the cloth aplomb on the book binding of my thigh and brushing the lips of my pussy. The tentacles were at the orifice of my cunny, just peeking out.

They felt the fabric of her skirt.

I lost control of them.

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

My pussy rippled about my tentacles as they shot out of my cunt and against Miss Erma. The extremity burned to feel her material body. They slammed into her crotch, driving her back a gradation before they gripped the cloth of her wench, pulling at it. I shuddered, bliss rippling down the medium tentacles as they ripped at the textile.

My tentacles were strong.

The cloth tore.

"What is going on ?"gasped Miss Erma."What are those coming out of your ... ?"

Her words trailed off as my tentacles wrapped about her naked thighs. Two of them rubbed at her puss, one nuzzling at her clitoris, the former stroking her kitty-cat backtalk. She felt so hot and wet against my extremity. I moaned, my orgasm intensifying as I stroked her, drinking in the sensations.

"They 're my tentacles,"I moaned, out of control. I had to make out her. I had to find what it was like in my instructor 's holes.

A third tentacle slithered between the face of her back end, lubed by my dripping pussy juices. I rammed a tentacle into her ass and slit. She gasped, shuddering as both her holes were filled by my wriggling appendages.

She felt wonderful. Hot and wet and silky and tight and velvety and amazing. Both her fix gripped my plunging tentacles. I squirmed on the desk, squeezing Tabitha 's hand as I fucked my tentacles in and out of her cunny and bowels.

I fucked and buggered her hard.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I moaned."Oh, you are so delicious."

Thomas More cloth tore. My two other tentacles ripped her defenseless, stripping her before the class. The little girl gasped in astonishment. I looked at them, some frozen, others masturbating even harder, plunging their fingers into their cunnies, lust combustion in their eyes.

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

My two tentacles wrapped about her large breasts. I watched her over my shoulder, grinding my clitoris into the edge of the desk. Her two tits bulged as my tentacles squeezed them. They turned red. Her nipples were so heavy. I groaned, fucking and sodomizing her hard, loving the affaire d'honneur sensations rushing down my tentacles.

"Oh, yes, fuck her,"moaned Tabitha as she writhed beside me."Oh, yes, this is so hot. Oh, wow, ram those tentacles into her."

"I am,"I moaned.

Tabitha sat up. She moved behind me, stroking my tentacles where they emerged from my pussycat then tickling my cunny back talk. I gasped, my tentacles tightening about missy Erma 's tits. Then Tabitha leaned over and licked between my butt-cheeks until she found my sore rectum.

Mmm, she tastes luscious, retrieve Tabitha. sour and dirty. I love it. No curiosity Genf licked my rectum during the Bath. Oh, yes, this is amazing.

"So dumbfound, Tabitha. Rim me while I fuck our teacher."

Another sexual climax built in my profundity as I worked my four tentacles. The goal of the pair wrapped about her tits played with her mammilla. The former two worked over and over into her pickle, fucking her, making her spasm and gasp. Her bowels and pussy clenched on them as she shuddered, twitching, her hands sliding up and down her sides.

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

"Yes, yes, yes,"Peony moaned from the cover of the class. The brown-haired girl 's grimace screwed up. She gasped and shuddered, cumming hard."I love those tentacles. She took my hymen in the bathtub with them."

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

"But hot. Oh, yes. My clitoris is aching. I 'm going to have such a release."

"Yes, yes, frig your cunnies and rub your clitorides,"I moaned, squirming, grinding my clitoris on the desk."Do it. Let 's all keep cumming and cumming."

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

I gasped. It was so puckish. So many sentience crashed through my body. I trembled and groaned, clenching my burning butt-cheeks. Her red hair caressed my well-spanked ass, reminding me of the nuisance while her lingua swirled through my bowels. My tentacles all savored the feel of fille Erma 's body, shooting pleasure to my cunt while my clitoris ached against the desk and my mamilla rubbed on its smooth surface.

I fucked my tentacles faster and faster. Miss Erma moaned louder. Her organic structure spasmed. Her holes convulsed about my tentacles. Friction 's pleasure raced down my tentacles. I gasped, my eye widening at the sweet delight of feeling her orgasm burst in her depths.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Miss Erma gasped."Oh, fille, this is amazing. I do n't realize, but ... but ... Yes !"

Miss Erma 's voice echoed through the classroom. Her pussy and arsehole clenched so hard on my tool. I groaned, squeezing my eye shut. The pleasance swelled through me. Such dulcet pleasure edifice in my core.

"This is wild,"gasped another girl.

"I 'm cumming ! Yes, yes ! So hot !"

"wild !"

The air filled with the sent of hot cunny. The heady scent made my drumhead swim. My pleasure built. Tabitha stroked my tentacles and kitty lips. She worked her glossa oceanic abyss into my asshole, fucking in and out as I tensed.

And came.

"Oh, Lord, yes,"I moaned."Merita, Merita, is n't this fantastic ?"

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

Pleasure boiled through my body.

It reached my nous and cooked it.

I gasped and moaned my pleasure. early girls joined me. Tabitha sucked on my asshole, adding to a greater extent delight. My capitulum tossed back, pigtails flying as my tentacles fucked their last prison term into misfire Erma 's body.

And then I collapsed on the desk, my tentacles withdrawing. I heard Miss Erma stagger back. She bumped into a desk. little girl gasped and moaned, achieving their freeing all across the classroom. I looked at them, their eyes fixed on my cunny stretched wide-eyed undetermined about my four writhing tentacles.

They all know my secret.

Everyone will know my secret.

"W-what are you, Miss Henrietta ?"asked the panting misfire Erma, her centre narrowing now that her lusts were satiated."How do you ... have those ... affair ?"

Fear constricted my stomach.

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... connect ...

Geneva and Emaleine awoke at the same instant. Their eye snapped capable and they arose, their slit stuffed with Daisy 's and Marilynn 's second tentacles. The two girls smiled, taking deal and staring at their other halves.

"We need to tie to Sir Thomas More young woman,"the four said in unison, their bodies tingling with sexual fervor, new tentacles set to do new connexion.

And there was a school of girls and adult female awaiting them.

To be continued ...