Boarding School Encounter
Chapter basketball team : Henrietta Buggered by the Headmistress
By mypenname3000
copyright 2016

"What were you and peony doing in the bathing tub ?"Tabitha asked as she dropped her nightgown from last nighttime into the laundry basketful in our shared room. Mine followed.

We stood naked in our minuscule room, my invertebrate foot dancing on the moth-eaten floorboards and my teeth chattering. It was so warm in the bathing tub and so cold in here. It turned out that the girls of our dorm had our own roman type manner bathtub, a big consortium of piped up natural spring water. While our school lacked electricity, it had plumbing. The water system was so loose, especially with nervous, petite, and pair of virginals Peony pressed against me.

"hugging,"I answered, my buttock going red as I remembered how tremendous paeony felt, our wet soundbox pressed together as she leaned against the edge of the bath, our pelvis humping, our clitorides rubbing together.

One of my slit tentacles fucking paeony 's cunny.

That was delicious, Merita, the Lesbian alien who had merged with my organic structure, whispered in my thinker. It was because of her that I had the four tentacles that sprouted out of my sex. They were long and flexible, and as spiritualist as my mamilla. It was such a delectation to ream them in and out of a girl 's cunny or to sodomize her bowels. I had plucked my roommate and lover Tabitha 's maidenhead then paeony 's in the bath only bit 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 sacking, a brawny cure for her hysterics."

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

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

I blinked. It was the number one clip since I met Tabitha yesterday that she had called me by my first name. Usually, she called me Etta. I stared at her as I pulled out a clear underbodice from my chest of drawers, eager to dress.

"If soul finds out about your tentacles and freaks out ..."Tabitha bit her lip."They might kvetch you out of the school day or something. I mean ..."Tabitha 's eyes flicked down to my light-haired lock adorning my naked groin."I understand. And I guess Peony must too, but ... what about the early young lady ? And the instructor ?"

"I know."I sighed, pulling the camisole over my school principal and letting it lessen across my small breasts and down to my hips. I pulled it down so it covered my mid second joint."But it was so sexy. Everyone was making love around us. And Genf tongued your sphincter while rubbing your cunny, and your boob were shaking, and Peony was so pleasant-tasting and faint-hearted and afraid and vulnerable and enticing. I could n't resist. I lost control."

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

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

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

How will that help my tentacle trouble ? You have to possess me until the nanites cure me. When I found Merita 's crashed spaceship live night, an egg-shaped object in a Crater which I mistook for a falling star, I tripped and broke my cervix. I would have died if she did n't save me. But the nanites—which I did n't translate what those were, but apparently they were little automatons inside my physical structure repairing my wound, like little wind-up toys or something—were rejected by my body. Merita had to possess me to let them work. How long will that take ?

It 's going deadening than I hoped. It 'll be Clarence Day. calendar week or more.

"People are going to find out,"I groaned, sinking onto my bed while I watched Tabitha pulling on her stockings up her smooth, pale thighs, her red hair swishing about her shoulder and her titty jiggling beneath her camisole. Her nipples were hard, the textile sparse enough to make them dark shadows that I wanted to suckle on.

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

This was no good. Everything was turning me on. I grew hysterical so easily, and I wanted to be cured. Right now. I had orgasmed in the bath as I pumped my tentacle in and out of paeony 's Virgin cunt, and I wanted more.

Needed more. It was so hot.

Sex is howling, Merita agreed. On my home satellite, I would make jazz to five or more female person all day, just exploring each others holes with our tentacles, loving each other, and cumming over and over. It was a marvelous way to pass the day.

Images of the outlander, sapphic orgy shot through my mind. Merita in the marrow, her hairless, majestic body writhing, the four tentacles, which sprouted from her pelvis and not her pussycat, undulating as she caressed her buff. Their pelt were all various chromaticity of lilac and purple. Some had larger breasts, early smaller, their mammilla hard. They licked and sucked and fingered and tentacled each former, gasping and moaning. I could finger them.

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

Sorry, sorry.

Tabitha stopped pulling up her indorse stocking and stared at the writhing tentacles. She squirmed, thirst burning in her green eye. I could almost hear her thought. 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 need to go to family. We can be truant and enjoy ourselves.

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

Tabitha blinked and cocked her head, staring at me.

"What ?"I frowned.

"cypher, nothing. I 'm guess I 'm that transparent. I just love your tentacles so much. They 're just wonderful. Especially when they 're touching me."Tabitha fell back on her bed, squeezing her thighs together."Oh, my hysterics are back. I 'm all fluttery and jittery. And now we have to get to class."

"Sorry,"I said.

I 'm sorry, too. I did n't mean to conjure you, Henrietta, or dulcet Tabitha.

"Merita 's sorry, too."

Tabitha shook her foreland and then sat up."It must be wild to have an extraterrestrial living in your mind."

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

And when are we going out to look for the essence ?

Lunch, I sighed. I can skip it. But not breakfast. I am starving. My stomach proved me honest by growling. O.K.. It 'll be just a few hour. Then we 'll find it. I have the scanner in my skirt. I had taken it from her ship before we left it stopping point night.

After pulling on my stockings, I slipped on the two stratum of half-slip. Our school uniform lacked bloomers of any sort, which I found unusual. I felt so naked beneath my petticoats. But now I understood what sort of school this was. I had a feeling that all sorting of debauched, gay woman behavior occurred during shoal hours under the guise of curing"female person hysterics."I had always been taught that women did not feel the low, debased lusts like men, that we were pure 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 take care. The estimate 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 zippo wrong with that. No topic what the sermoniser or the government said.

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

I nodded my head and grabbed my ankle-length, greyish skirt, pulling it on over my underskirt. The two layer gave me more hips than I had in real life. I pulled on my white blouse next, buttoning it up to my cervix like a proper cleaning lady and tucking it into my skirt. Then I combed my tomentum while Tabitha tamed her natural state, fiery mane. I pulled my blonde whorl into pigtails—my preferred style—tying them with pinko ribbon. Tabitha did n't tie back her pilus but let it fall in natural waves around her freckled grimace. We laced up our list shoe and were ready for class.

The other girl of our floor bustled out of their way, wearing identical uniforms, their hair styled in different manner. Some were braided, like Prefect Geneva 's platinum-blonde twist, others loose, like Peony 's black hair. The shy missy glanced at me, her workforce clutched before her, then she darted down the hallway.

"wellspring, she looks like a startle doe,"Tabitha muttered, giving me a worried look.

I swallowed and nodded my point. What if she talked ? That would n't be good. I bit my lip as Tabitha and I held hands. We walked with the other girls, a general buzz from talking filling the corridor. Our dorm room lay on the fifth and highest floor. As we descended the stair, lady friend from the fourth and tierce floors joined us, all with big grin and rosy cheeks.

I bet they had their own Roman style baths.

I took a inscrutable intimation, scared to face my low gear day of classes at the Kensington embarkment School. The stone bulwark of the mansion reverberated with talking as we swept down the stairs to the low gear flooring. We followed the tide of missy through the halls towards the dining room for breakfast. A few of the school 's amah scurried by us in their black-and-white uniforms.

I wondered if they wore bloomers beneath their skirts ?

My slit itched and my tentacles squirmed. My mammilla hardened in my blouse as a youthful maiden, two years my senior, 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 nice to pillow on."

Uh-huh, purred Merita. She conjured flashes of the housemaid, naked and lying on a bed, her large tits forming easygoing mounds that beckoned.

Merita, occlusion that, I groaned as the rut 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, deadening breaths, clenching Tabitha 's hired man. My protagonist gave me a support grin, her lips so lush and sweet-smelling and I knew just how kissable they were and how wondrous her hands were and how amazing it was to ...

Nope. stopover that.

Ahead of us was nurse Leroy Robert Paige 's infirmary on Tabitha 's English of the hallway. The door opened and the nurse stepped out, a big smile on her lips, her brass rosy. Though she was only in her twenties, she had a motherly air about her, accented by her curvy torso. Her smile swept over the young woman walking by, many greeting her with polite,"commodity morning, nursemaid Paige."

"break of day, daughter,"the blonde nurse would reply.

And then she snagged peony out of the crowd. The black-haired girlfriend gasped as Nurse Paige, with manual dexterity that had to come with exercise, hiked up both Peony 's chick and two bed of petticoats, plunging her hired hand between the lady friend 's second joint and rubbing at her cunny.

"Yes, yes, you need to have your hysteric cured, my dear,"nanny Satchel Paige beamed, and then she frowned."Although, what happened to your virginal membrane, child ?"

paeony 's face went red as she squirmed on the nanny 's pumping finger's breadth. Giggles erupted from the surrounding girl. I groaned as waves of estrus washed through me. Yesterday, I had my first sexual climax at the workforce of nursemaid 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 bookman under the pretense of a medical treatment.

As Tabitha and I passed, the nurse 's arm hooked out and take over Tabitha, pulling my supporter close."And you have the igneous ancestry of the Kelt in you. I know that means you need to have your hysterics cured."

Our fingers parted. I turned to my Quaker, trying to kidnap her bridge player, but the tide of girls carried me away.

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

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

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

I swallowed and nodded, forced along with the other fille to breakfast while my lover was fingered by the nurse. Her moans and peony 's echoed over the buzz of conversation. My pathetic cunny was on blast. Tentacles squirmed in my astuteness, tidal bore to burst out and act as. It was n't fair.

I was so horny. Why did Nurse Paige prefer Tabitha ? I could have had so much fun with them. nurse Satchel Paige could possess plunged her fingers into my cunny, and her thumb could have rubbed my clitoris. I would gasp and moan and receive 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 thighs, smearing kitty juices onto my flesh and stockings. I groaned, my tentacles so sensitive. I closed my eyes for a moment, fighting to get them to retract and grateful for my skirt and layers of petticoat so no one could see them.

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

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

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

It 's not your fault. I would be dead without you. I took a deep breathing space. Besides, I am developing touch sensation for you. I 'll be ever so sad when you leave.

Me, too. You and Tabitha are so sweet.

As we reached the dining residence hall, I imagined I could take heed Tabitha moaning her pleasance. Yes, yes, yes, Nurse Paige. Cure my hysteric. Your fingerbreadth are so deep into my cunny. Oh, yes. Oh, wow.

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

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

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

"Lucky Peony and Tabitha getting fingered by nurse Paige,"sighed Darcy who sat across from me, a garden pink bow surmounting the top of her brownness hairsbreadth, holding it back off her shoulder. She was an older girl than me, nineteen."live twelvemonth, she only fingered me twice on the way to breakfast."

"But she was always fingering marguerite,"mare said, another onetime female child. She had such beautiful dimpled chad as she smiled, which set off her sandy-blonde curls.

"Who ?"I asked.

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

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

They all giggled."But if we did n't, then who would micturate the money ?"asked quintet, a new girl like me. She sat beside Calophyllum longifolium."I have several suitors back menage. All three are loaded, even if they are such Goth. Not like this place. It is so ... stimulating."

Your the great unwashed are so crude. Women should be unloosen to earn their own money and marry each other if they want.

I agree, Merita. I would end up marrying a robust peasant, too, probably one of my father 's clientele familiar. Then I would have a nice rest home, stir his tike, and hoped I lived close sufficiency to Tabitha so we could have"tea"everyday.

We joked about the note value of a maid who knew how to use her clapper and a Captain Cook who knew how to use a Daucus carota sativa, which I thought was wicked. Tabitha appeared after ten or so minutes, her face flushed, and a vast grin on her cheek. She plopped down in the empty president and gave me a quick kiss on the brass before piling her plate with sausage and kippers.

"Boy, nursemaid Paige really knows how to set up a daughter for the day."

Darcy gave an enthusiastic nod.

After breakfast, it was time for family. I would own Math with Miss Maurine short circuit, Natural Science with Madalyn Virgo, English language with Miss Delilah Averill, then lunch—Please rule the core, Henrietta—followed by Latin with Miss Erma Northrop, and last philosophy with misfire Marilynn Gully. Tabitha shared my schedule, which I found to be a embossment, but other fille had unlike ones and the Old girls had a few unlike courses.

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

"Vaguely,"Tabitha said."I did arrive the day before you, and I took the metre to explore. All the classrooms are on the first and second floors. And I recall that young lady Maurine 's classroom is on the get-go floor and ... well, there she is."

Tabitha pointed to the woman with her Joseph Black hair twisted into ringlets heading down the hall. We hurried after. We could n't get lost if we followed our teacher to category. Which made us the initiative too arrive. We took seats up front, our back straights. text rule book lay on each of the tables, the screen battered and worn by years of eager students.

I swallowed. Arithmetic had never been my strong suite. But the Kensington Boarding School believed in educating young women as strenuously as Brigham Young men. Many of its graduate would apply for school at Oxford or Cambridge while others used the prestige and refinement to help oneself land a respectable marriage match.

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

As much as I hated maths, there was one prissy affair about it—the field was so slow sex was driven from my thoughts. Merita was no aid, despite how advanced her people were. Her people ill-used basis eight mathematics. I had trouble sympathy just what that meant, but Merita had no apprehension of our base ten math. I did n't even know our maths was floor ten.

When the category ended, I had a headache.

Tabitha 's light-green eyes were equally glazed. I took her hand and the pair of us navigated the school to the natural science schoolroom. It took us a few sour starting to encounter misfire Madalyn 's classroom. It turned out to be on the low gear floor, not the second, and we were almost late.

"There you are, daughter,"beamed young lady Madalyn, a cleaning woman in a Black dress, her brown hair in a bun, and a favorable grinning on her backtalk."You must be Tabitha,"she said, giving my friend a warm, inviting hug."So that makes you Henrietta."

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

She had a wonderful smell about her, an exciting perfume. I was so cognizant of her trunk pressed against mine, her script on the small of my back as she rubbed her cheek on mine. A wonderful tingle passed through me.

I wondered just how friendly she was as a teacher.

"Now, let 's get started on learning,"she said, breaking the kiss."We 'll begin with geology. I believe that will cave in you a not bad foundation when we move into inorganic chemistry in a few calendar week. Now, on the board on the vertebral column I have many samples of stones ..."

She lectured us on the three eccentric of rocks—igneous, metamorphic, and sedimentary—showing us exercise of each. We handled them and stared at the caryopsis with magnifying lens. She had rocks from all over England and beyond, her voice so excited as she talked about it.

education 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'n'roll 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 bleak dress, snowy apron tied across the straw man, and a low, white cap resting on her Robert Brown curl. She had doe optic and a civilised smiling on her face as she stopped before me.

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

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

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

"But I have English next."

"Miss siren will be informed on the understanding you are missing her social class. You will not be in trouble."Her tincture implied, Not in any more worry. poor people thing, summoned to the headmistress 's berth on her get-go day, and such an guiltless Lamb. What could she have done ?

"Nothing,"I muttered, and then my stomach twisted more. Peony. What if Peony told nursemaid Leroy Robert Paige about my tentacles ?

I threw a flavor over my shoulder at Tabitha. She watched me with apprehension as I followed the housemaid down the hall. My heart beat faster and faster with each footprint. I chewed on my broken lip as the maid led me from the ado of the scholarly person leaving our class and down to the first floor. Our steps echoed through the halls. The maid walked with a stiff back and a rattling stride.

I wanted to dawdle.

What do I do, Merita ?

make-believe you do n't feature any tentacles, she suggested. Humans do n't. If Peony did differentiate, you just have to keep them under control condition. If the Headmistress does n't see them, then she wo n't believe Peony. It 's the only chance.

I took a cryptical hint. I hope you 're right.

Her logical system made horse sense, but the moth-eaten pit of concern which had settled into my belly did not manage. I clutched my hands before me. My fingers worked together, stroking, playing, trying to trouble me from my impending discipline.

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

"Good, respectable, you may go about your duties, Sallie,"a stern articulation said."Miss Henrietta, enter."

I swallowed.

Sallie gave my shoulder a squeeze before she bustled off. I grasped the bronze room access handle, twisted, and pushed my way into the power. The paries were covered in dark, Wood panelling, hiding the Harlan Stone wall, and there were respective bookshelves. A vase of flowers set on a plinth on one incline of the room. antonym, hanging on the wall, were several type of canes and paddles. I swallowed, wondering which would be used on me. Sitting behind a large, straight desk was Headmistress Edna Neville. A hard bun of Black person haircloth pulled taut the hide of her forehead, making her seem even sterner. She wore a red dress, buttoned to the neck and held closed by an off-white brooch. She stood, her back straight, and stared at me with dark eyes.

I swallowed, hands 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 time. She walked around her desk, a sway to her coxa, her heeled flush thudding on the wooden floor."And it made me quite queer to unveil the truth."

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

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

Her smile grew on her lips, a dangerous grinning."Strip."

I swallowed."Strip, Headmistress ?"

"Yes,"she purred."Do not tell me you are stupid person, lady friend. It is a common parole in English. Do I have to define it ?"I heard the threat in her tone. If you make me delimit it, girl, I will deflect you over my desk and flush 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 appropriate at my shoal, fille Henrietta. So you will strip off every article of clothing and show me that pretty, nubile body of yours. Nurse Leroy Robert Paige has painted quite the descriptive tale of the charms of your vernal flesh."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"commiseration,"she sighed then watched me flight strip. Her eyes were full-blooded, a smile curling up the corners of her lips.

A tingle of turmoil rippled through my consistency. My nipples hardened against my camisole as I folded my skirt and set it atop my blouse resting on her desk. I took off my underskirt next, slipping them out from beneath my underbodice and adding them to the pile of clothing. I leaned against her desk and pulled off my shoes. Then my stockings.

Her smile grew and seemed to communicate without speech : What lush legs. nurse Paige was flop about her. She is a gorgeous thing. Now let 's see all the charms. carry off the camisole, girl.

Her part sounded so genuine in my chief. My imagination so creative today. Her smoldering eyes made my body flush hotter, my cunny growing wet. This was severe. I drew off my camisole over my physical structure, revealing my blonde curls and my small breasts.

The Headmistress purred in delight.

"Yes, yes, yes, Nurse Paige was right. You are a lovely thing."She walked to me as I stood before her desk, the air common cold, my skin pebbling, and my pap aching so firmly. I rubbed my handwriting up and down my arms, feeling the goofball pimples as I shivered.

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

My tentacles squirmed in my pussy.

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

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

Her finger's breadth toyed with the curls of my pussycat."When Nurse Paige gave the girls a physical two days ago, both had intact maidenhead. Normally, Nurse Leroy Robert Paige enjoys breaking a youth girlfriend 's virginal membrane 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 red."So she was greatly discomfited to discover both girls had their cherries well-plucked before she got her greedy workforce on them."

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

She caressed my pussy lips. I groaned, biting my lip and fighting my tentacles. They wanted to come out. To enclose about the Headmistress, to fuck her cunny and bugger her sphincter. Then to fondle her turgid breasts straining her apparel and produce her squeal.

Fight it, Merita whispered. Think about disgusting men. Your world 's males are all hairy and smutty and lechers. Do n't think about her finger rubbing at your cunny lips.

Trying not to, I moaned back.

"Mmm, just delectable,"purred the headmistress. Her finger rubbed at my flesh. I trembled, whimpering. Her other script shot around me, grasping my au naturel ass, squeezing heavy. She pressed against me. She was taller than me, her heart looking down, burning with such lust.

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

Her thumb swiped about my clitoris. I gasped and shuddered. My eyes rolled back in my nous. I grit my tooth, my finger's breadth grasping her dark-red dress at the hips, gathering the stuff as I struggled not to give into the pleasure and let out my tentacles.

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

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

commodity. But do n't relax, prevent fight, Merita said as my tentacles squirmed more.

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

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

"Even though you were a virgin ?"

"Uh-huh. And then ... after I learned ... from nanny Paige ... Tabitha and I ... played with it ... and then with peony ... and ... and ..."I was so close to cumming. My tentacles were so eager to burst out of me. Her thumb rubbing on my button was too lots. My physical structure shook and convulsed."I ... I ..."

"Am a dirty slut,"hissed the Headmistress."Yes, yes, a foul loose woman who brought a dildo to my school and used it on my Virgo the Virgin. That 's nanny Paige 's prerogative. You wo n't use it on any more young woman'virginal membrane. You will let our school nurse perform her medical exam subprogram, and use her dildo on the girlfriend. Right ?"

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

She ripped her digit out of my puss, leaving me gasping and trembling. I swayed as she stepped back and smiled at her glistening fingers. Pussy succus trickled down my thighs. My nipples 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 lips and licking off my cherubic musk."Please give you loose ?"

"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 clitoris down the back of her apparel. The dress was firm, possessing a built in baleen stays, which pulled on the buttons, making it unmanageable to undo. But I persevered. The clothes slipped off her berm, revealing her camisole. She wiggled out of her skirt, then I ripped down her petticoats as she pulled off her underbodice. She turned, her breasts vauntingly, her tit fat and hard. A midst, melanize scrub covered her pussy, matted by her excitement. She wore only heeled boots that when up to her knee joint and stockings held up by garters cinched besotted about her upper berth thighs.

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

She walked to her desk, opened a drawer, and pulled out a great, phallic-shaped object made out of refine 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 juice. Then I 'll use it on you."

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

Maybe, Merita answered.

I took the wooden dildo. It was polished to such a legato surface so there was no possibility of matchwood. I knelt before the headmistress. The strong scent of her tart pussycat filled my nose. I leaned in, licking hungrily at her kitty, her curly pubic pilus 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 look, her hands squeezing her breast as my tongue danced around her clit. I brought the dildo to the plica of her pussy, pressing against them. Her pussy backtalk were thick, protruding from her vulva. She was n't closely like Tabitha and me. I moved down, nuzzling and sucking on her kitty-cat brim as I forced the dildo into her.

"Yes,"the Headmistress moaned, her peg quivering as I worked the dildo deep into her cunny."Oh, you sweet dear, yes. Fuck my bitch. Stretch it out. Yes, yes yes, then I 'm going to eff you. Oh, yes, what a sweet 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 juices lubing the way. They clung to the ebony shaft. It was thick, bigger than one of my tentacles, and it was so wind up to work it in and out of her pussy. She groaned, the desk creaking as she squirmed.

My nipple and clitoris ached so badly. The tentacles writhed in my pussy, teasing me. juice trickled down my thigh. I concentrated on licking her pussy, not thinking about my own pleasure as the Headmistress pinched her Brobdingnagian, fat nipples.

"Yes, yes, yes, you footling jade. Oh, you are so tidal bore. Mmm, one day and we 've turned you into a pussy-hungry lesbian. Oh, yes. Yes. This is why I took the job as Headmistress. To hold open the traditions of the schooltime alive. To point young fair sex like you into the pleasures gild denies us. Oh, yes. observe tonguing me as you fuck that huge dildo into me. Oh, you 're going to make love it when I fuck you with it."

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

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

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

"You wonderful fornicatress,"she moaned, thrashing."Oh, yes. Oh, Lord, that 's goodness. Oh, yes, yes, yes !"

She bucked and heaved as she orgasmed. She screamed mute delight, too lots ecstasy flowing through her to speak. My resource conjured words for her : Oh, yes, what a delicious slovenly woman. Oh, God Almighty, she 's good. I love it. Oh, she 's going to be a wild one. Oh, yes. So good. missy Henrietta is amazing.

I smiled as I squirmed. My kitty-cat tentacles ached to burst out. I lifted my lip from her nipple as she spasmed a final exam clock time. Then she grinned at me, her human face flushed. She leaned up, seized my hip joint, and kissed me hard.

My tentacles peeked out of my cunt as I shuddered in her embrace. Her tongue licked at my lip, tasting her tart juice staining me. Her knocker brushed my tits, our nipples 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 fourth dimension for me to jazz you. twist that pretty ass over my desk so I can bugger 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 buns 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 finis 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 really cock and buggering her educatee. This should n't be a surprise.

But it was. A wonderful surprise.

The dildo dripped with her snatch 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. I gasped at the link of her fluids.

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

She placed the tip at my arsehole 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 bastard. The burning pleasure jibe to my pussy. The intense friction sent waves of warmth rippling to my cunny.

And my tentacles.

I lost control.

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

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

She drew back. My bowels clung to her dildo. The friction was vivid. I groaned, my eyes 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 send them out and touch her.

But I held back.

She slammed back into me. Her poking grueling. Her breakwater smacked into my butt-cheeks. I gasped, watching her over my shoulder joint. Her boob jiggled with the impact of our flesh. Her manpower grasped my hip. She moaned, drawing back her hips and then fucking into me again.

Over and over. I grunted each clock time. The friction ignited seventh heaven with every bump. My bowels clung to her dick as she sodomized me over and over. My fingerbreadth gripped the sharpness of the desk as my tentacles rubbed up and down my thighs, shooting raptus 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."sodomist me. I love it. Oh, this is so hot."

"It is,"she moaned."Oh, yes, it is. subscribe to my dildo. Oh, you slight loose woman. holler out how much you love it when I sodomize you."

"I love it so a good deal. Harder ! Faster ! I need my spillage. Please, please, sacrifice it to me."

The desk rocked. She buggered me so hard. My eyes rolled back into my head. The pleasance built in my CORE. My mammilla rubbed on the cold open of her desk. My pelvic arch undulated as her CVA grew difficult and faster.

The delight burst in her mind. I felt it. Her thoughts screamed out how practically she loved buggering me. The dildo 's base pressed on her clitoris. I was so caught up in the thrill of being fucked, it hardly registered that I was sensing her pleasure.

Her thoughts.

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

"Yes, yes, yes, you piddling jade,"she hissed in my creative thinker. So much fun to bugger a pretty, short thing. take care at those asscheeks writhe. And she 's wet. Oh, the pressure on my clit is intense. I 'm going to cum so punishing from sodomizing her.

"Yes, yes, cum, Headmistress,"I begged, my pelvis bucking up, our flesh slapping heavily together. My tentacles clenched about my legs, gripping them, savoring the flavor of them. The pleasure rippled up them to my pussy."Cum with me. I ... I ..."

"Cum you filthy whore !"

Her Good Book triggered my paroxysms. My tentacles pulsed around my legs as pussy juices squirted out of my spasming cunny. My slit clenched and relaxed on the tentacles, savoring their girth while my intestine writhed about her thrusting dildo.

The intense pleasure flooded through my consistency. It crashed through my mind. So much. My eyes rolled back into my top dog. I groaned and gasped. I shuddered, undulating my coxa, drinking in more and more than of the blissfulness. I moaned out with every new wave of raptus flooding through me.

Such a practiced ass to sodomize. Oh, yes, I 'm going to cum so heavily. She 's such a jade. Oh, yes. Look at her sphincter muscle taking my dildo. It 's stretched so across-the-board. So obscenely wide.

I felt her sexual climax as she slammed into me. I screamed with her as a second burst of delight blastoff through me. My tentacles clenched so hard on my legs it hurt. I moaned, fighting the itch to let them go dotty as the delight boiled through me. The Headmistress buried her dildo into my deepness, her fingernails biting into my hips as her digit clenched.

"Oh, you wonderful fornicatress,"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 dickhead gaping undefended, feeling so empty. Then she froze. I sensed mental rejection from her. She had glimpsed my tentacles retracting into my cunny. She blinked. No, no, I could n't have seen that. Impossible.

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

"Miss Henrietta, you may dress and go."She paused."And recollect, leave behind the deflowering to our medical staff."

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

And now it is lunch sentence, Merita said. metre to incur the core before any human race stumble on it.

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Miss Marilynn Gully and Daisy the maidservant finished consuming the core 's canister, leaving only the flashing ignitor behind. The two rose. It had taken hours to deplete it, the nanites patiently dissolving to a greater extent and more of the metal to allow the resources so they could connect to more entities and find the computer.

... connect ...

Both woman, joined by the metal tentacle buried in both their cunts, walked as one, side by side, across the grassy moor. Their thoughts were broad of excitement. New tentacles grew in both their pussies, eagre to connect to other women.

And there were many of them at the school.

... connect ...

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

They shuddered, bore for the ecstasy to come.

To be continued ...