Boarding shoal coming upon
Chapter pentad : Henrietta Buggered by the Headmistress
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

"What were you and Peony doing in the bath ?"Tabitha asked as she dropped her nightgown from live night into the washing basket in our shared room. Mine followed.

We stood naked in our pocket-sized elbow room, my feet dancing on the low temperature floor board and my teeth chattering. It was so warm in the tub and so cold in here. It turned out that the missy of our dorm had our own Roman expressive style bathroom, a large pool of piped up fountain water. While our schoolhouse lacked electricity, it had plumbing. The water was so relaxing, especially with nervous, bantam, and virginal peony pressed against me.

"hugging,"I answered, my cheeks going red as I remembered how rattling peony felt, our wet bodies pressed together as she leaned against the boundary of the bathing tub, our hips humping, our clitorides rubbing together.

One of my pussy tentacles fucking paeony 's cunny.

That was delicious, Merita, the lesbian outlander who had merged with my body, whispered in my judgement. It was because of her that I had the four tentacles that sprouted out of my sex. They were retentive and conciliatory, and as sensitive as my nipples. It was such a delight to ream them in and out of a girl 's cunny or to sodomized her bowels. I had plucked my roommate and buff Tabitha 's maidenhead then peony 's in the bath only minute ago.

"It looked like you were doing more than kissing her,"Tabitha said, a skanky light in her eye."She was gasping so hard. She had quite the tone ending, a powerful curative for her hysterics."

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

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

I blinked. It was the low clip since I met Tabitha yesterday that she had called me by my initiative public figure. Usually, she called me Etta. I stared at her as I pulled out a uncontaminating camisole from my bureau of underdrawers, bore to dress.

"If someone finds out about your tentacles and monster out ..."Tabitha bit her lip."They might complain you out of the schoolhouse or something. I mean ..."Tabitha 's eyes flicked down to my blonde coil adorning my defenseless groin."I understand. And I guess Peony must too, but ... what about the other daughter ? And the teacher ?"

"I know."I sighed, pulling the camisole over my mind and letting it return across my pocket-size white meat and down to my hips. I pulled it down so it covered my mid thigh."But it was so sexy. Everyone was making love around us. And Geneva tongued your sphincter while rubbing your cunny, and your boobs were shaking, and Peony was so delectable and cautious and afraid and vulnerable and enticing. I could n't jib. I lost control."

My belly fell."What am I going to do tomorrow ? And the future day ? We 'll have the communal bath every morning. And every sunrise 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 play,"Tabitha sighed.

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

How will that help my tentacle problem ? You have to possess me until the nanites cure me. When I found Merita 's crashed starship last dark, an oviform object in a crater which I mistook for a falling sensation, I tripped and broke my neck. I would have died if she did n't save me. But the nanites—which I did n't understand what those were, but apparently they were fiddling robot inside my body repairing my injury, like footling 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 slow than I hoped. It 'll be solar day. workweek or more.

"masses are going to find out,"I groaned, sinking onto my bed while I watched Tabitha pull on her stockings up her smooth, pale thigh, her red hairsbreadth swishing about her shoulder and her knocker jiggling beneath her underbodice. Her nipples were hard, the fabric slim enough to bring in them dark shadows that I wanted to wet-nurse on.

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

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

Needed more. It was so hot.

Sex is howling, Merita agreed. On my home major planet, I would take a leak be intimate to five or More female person all day, just exploring each others holes with our tentacles, loving each former, and cumming over and over. It was a wonderful way to conk the day.

epitome of the alien, sapphic orgy shot through my mind. Merita in the center, her hairless, purple body writhing, the four tentacles, which sprouted from her hip joint and not her pussy, undulating as she caressed her devotee. Their pelt were all various hues of lilac and purpleness. Some had with child breasts, other minuscule, their nipples hard. They licked and sucked and fingered and tentacled each other, gasping and moaning. I could experience them.

My tentacles burst from my pussy, shooting out from beneath my camisole, waving purpleness against my skin."Merita,"I groaned."Do n't remember that stuff and nonsense. I 'm trying to hold my tentacles, not let them out."

Sorry, sorry.

Tabitha stopped pulling up her second stocking and stared at the writhing tentacles. She squirmed, lustfulness combustion in her super acid eyes. I could almost hear her thoughts. Wow, I love those tentacles, and they 're dripping in Etta 's juices. It would be so hot to drub them right now. We do n't need to go to course of study. We can be no-show and bask ourselves.

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

Tabitha blinked and cocked her headspring, staring at me.

"What ?"I frowned.

"naught, 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 elicit you, Henrietta, or sweet Tabitha.

"Merita 's sorry, too."

Tabitha shook her headway and then sat up."It must be untamed to induce an extraterrestrial living in your mind."

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

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

tiffin, I sighed. I can decamp it. But not breakfast. I am starving. My tum proved me honest by growling. OK. It 'll be just a few 60 minutes. Then we 'll find it. I have the image scanner in my doll. I had taken it from her ship before we left it conclusion night.

After pulling on my stockings, I slipped on the two stratum of petticoats. Our school uniform lacked pants of any sort, which I found strange. I felt so nude beneath my half-slip. But now I understood what sorting of school this was. I had a feeling that all sort of debauched, lesbian behavior occurred during school hours under the guise of curing"female hysterics."I had always been taught that women did not sense the low, debased luxuria 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 mind. The idea of a man touching me was far LE appealing than a char. I liked women.

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

That 's right, Merita agreed. You 're strait-laced religion and mores are so primitive. sex is never wrong. It should always be explored.

I nodded my school principal and grabbed my ankle-length, gray skirt, pulling it on over my petticoat. The two layers gave me more hips than I had in literal life. I pulled on my snowy blouse next, buttoning it up to my neck like a proper woman and tucking it into my skirt. Then I combed my fuzz while Tabitha tamed her wild, igneous head of hair. I pulled my blonde Robert Curl into pigtails—my preferred style—tying them with pink typewriter ribbon. Tabitha did n't tie back her hair but let it fall in natural waving around her lentiginous cheek. We laced up our heeled brake shoe and were ready for class.

The other young lady of our floor bustled out of their suite, wearing very uniforms, their hair styled in different manner. Some were braided, like Prefect Geneva 's platinum-blonde pleat, others loose, like peony 's pitch-dark fuzz. The shy girl glanced at me, her hands 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 caput. What if she talked ? That would n't be dependable. I bit my lip as Tabitha and I held hands. We walked with the other lady friend, a general bombilation from talking filling the corridor. Our dormitory lay on the fifth and high level. As we descended the stairs, missy from the quarter and tierce floors joined us, all with big smiles and rosy cheeks.

I bet they had their own roman letters style baths.

I took a trench breath, scared to face my first day of stratum at the Kensington embarkation school day. The stone walls of the mansion reverberated with talking as we swept down the stair to the first flooring. We followed the tide of girls through the halls towards the dining room for breakfast. A few of the school 's maids scurried yesteryear us in their black-and-white uniforms.

I wondered if they wore bloomers beneath their skirts ?

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

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

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

Merita, plosive speech sound that, I groaned as the oestrus increased between my thighs.

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

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

I took long, slow breathing space, clenching Tabitha 's hired man. My friend gave me a support smile, her lips so lush and sweet and I knew just how kissable they were and how tremendous her hands were and how amazing it was to ...

Nope. stay that.

Ahead of us was nanny Paige 's infirmary on Tabitha 's side of the hallway. The doorway opened and the nurse stepped out, a big grinning on her mouth, her impertinence rosy. Though she was only in her 20, she had a motherly air about her, accented by her curvy body. Her smile swept over the girls walk by, many greeting her with polite,"Good break of the day, nanny Paige."

"forenoon, girl,"the blond nurse would reply.

And then she snagged Peony out of the bunch. The black-haired girl gasped as nurse Satchel Paige, with dexterity that had to come with practice session, hiked up both peony 's skirt and two layers of petticoats, plunging her hand between the girl 's second joint and rubbing at her cunny.

"Yes, yes, you need to ingest your hysterics cured, my dear,"nurse Leroy Robert Paige beamed, and then she frowned."Although, what happened to your maidenhead, kid ?"

paeony 's cheeks went red as she squirmed on the Nurse 's pumping fingers. Giggles erupted from the surrounding girl. I groaned as moving ridge of warmth washed through me. Yesterday, I had my first orgasm at the hand of Nurse Leroy Robert 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 scholar under the guise of a medical treatment.

As Tabitha and I passed, the nanny 's arm hooked out and seized Tabitha, pulling my ally close."And you have the fiery bloodline of the Celt in you. I know that means you need to ingest your hysteric cured."

Our finger parted. I turned to my Quaker, trying to snatch up her hand, but the lunar time period of little girl carried me away.

"No, no, I 'm all right,"Tabitha protested as Nurse Paige deftly lifted her bird and petticoats with one manus and plunged between my lover 's thigh."Oh, oh, nurse 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 early girl to breakfast while my lover was fingered by the nursemaid. Her moan and paeony 's echoed over the bombination of conversation. My hapless cunny was on fervency. Tentacles squirmed in my depths, eager to burst out and roleplay. It was n't fair.

I was so horny. Why did Nurse Leroy Robert Paige choose Tabitha ? I could have had so much fun with them. nurse Leroy Robert Paige could have plunged her finger into my cunny, and her thumb could give rubbed my button. I would gasp and moan and have my orgasm. Then I would n't be so wet and horny and squirmy. And—

Tentacles flowed out of my pussy. They wrapped about my second joint, smearing kitty juices onto my human body 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 annulus and stratum of half-slip so no one could see them.

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

I sighed. If nursemaid Satchel 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 all in without you. I took a deep breath. 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 student residence, I imagined I could hear Tabitha moaning her delight. Yes, yes, yes, nanny Paige. Cure my hysterics. Your finger are so deep into my cunny. Oh, yes. Oh, wow.

Her Scripture sounded so sack in my mental imagery. I sighed, biting my lip. I had to block off dwelling on sex. It was breakfast. I looked around for a plaza to sit, all the mesa ladled with disc of sausage balloon and bacon and toast and jams.

"You can sit with us,"Jeane called. She was the tall young lady on my floor. She patted an discharge seat at the table beside her. There was a second seat unfold that Tabitha could take.

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

"Lucky peony and Tabitha getting fingered by nursemaid Paige,"sighed Darcy who sat across from me, a pink bow surmounting the top of her John Brown hair's-breadth, holding it back off her shoulders. She was an aged miss than me, nineteen."Last year, she only fingered me twice on the way to breakfast."

"But she was always fingering Marguerite,"Maria said, another sr. daughter. She had such beautiful dimples as she smiled, which set off her sandy-blonde lock.

"Who ?"I asked.

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

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

They all giggled."But if we did n't, then who would make the money ?"asked 5, a new female child like me. She sat beside Maria."I have various suitors back home. All three are wealthy, even if they are such boors. Not like this topographic point. It is so ... stimulating."

Your the great unwashed are so primitive. Women should be liberal to realize their own money and marry each other if they want.

I agree, Merita. I would end up marrying a rich boor, too, probably one of my Father of the Church 's concern comrade. Then I would own a nice abode, raise his tiddler, and hoped I lived close enough to Tabitha so we could take in"tea"everyday.

We joked about the value of a maid who knew how to use her clapper and a cook who knew how to use a cultivated carrot, which I thought was wicked. Tabitha appeared after ten or so minutes, her typeface flushed, and a huge grin on her look. She plopped down in the discharge chair and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before piling her plate with sausage and kippers.

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

Darcy gave an enthusiastic nod.

After breakfast, it was time for class. I would have Math with misfire Maurine Short, cancel scientific discipline with Madalyn Virgo the Virgin, English with missy Delilah Averill, then lunch—Please witness the core, Henrietta—followed by Latin with Miss Erma John Howard Northrop, and live Philosophy with girl Marilynn Gully. Tabitha shared my agenda, which I found to be a relief, but other girls had different ones and the previous girls had a few dissimilar courses.

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

"Vaguely,"Tabitha said."I did arrive the day before you, and I took the time to explore. All the classrooms are on the first of all and indorsement flooring. And I recall that Miss Maurine 's classroom is on the first of all base and ... well, there she is."

Tabitha pointed to the woman with her shameful hair twisted into ringlets heading down the hall. We hurried after. We could n't get lost if we followed our teacher to course. Which made us the beginning too arrive. We took buttocks up front, our back heterosexual person. Text Bible lay on each of the tables, the covers battered and worn by years of tidal bore students.

I swallowed. Arithmetic had never been my impregnable rooms. But the Kensington Boarding shoal believed in educating Cy Young women as strenuously as young men. Many of its grad would apply for schooling at Oxford or Cambridge while others used the prestige and shade to help oneself land a best matrimony match.

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

As much as I hated maths, there was one overnice thing about it—the subject was so slow sex was driven from my thinking. Merita was no supporter, despite how advanced her multitude were. Her people exploited base eight math. I had worry understanding just what that meant, but Merita had no understanding of our base ten math. I did n't even know our math was base ten.

When the class ended, I had a headache.

Tabitha 's green eyes were equally glazed. I took her paw and the pair of us navigated the school day to the cancel science classroom. It took us a few false outset to find misfire Madalyn 's classroom. It turned out to be on the first flooring, not the second, and we were almost late.

"There you are, missy,"beamed Miss Madalyn, a woman in a blackness frock, her browned hair in a bun, and a friendly smiling on her lip."You must be Tabitha,"she said, giving my friend a ardent, inviting hug."So that makes you Henrietta."

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

She had a grand smell about her, an charge fragrance. I was so aware of her body pressed against mine, her hands on the modest of my back as she rubbed her cheek on mine. A wonderful tingle passed through me.

I wondered just how favorable 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 give you a great foundation when we move into inorganic chemical science in a few week. Now, on the table on the back I have many sampling of stones ..."

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

educational activity was clearly her passion.

"O.K.,"she said as we stood to result,"I want you all to write an essay tonight on what your favorite character of rock is and why."

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

Tabitha yawned and stretched."Boy, only two classes down and I 'm already so run down. I just want to go up to our room and—"

She clamped her jaw shut as a maid bustled up to us in her black attire, tweed apron tied across the front, and a small, white cap resting on her brown gyre. She had doe eyes and a polite smile on her face as she stopped before me.

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

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

"Yes, Miss."The maid gave me a comforting grinning, her middle apologetic."I am sorry, fille, but I have my educational activity. This way."

"But I have English next."

"missy Delilah will be informed on the grounds you are missing her class. You will not be in trouble."Her tonicity implied, Not in any more trouble. poor thing, summoned to the headmistress 's office on her get-go day, and such an innocent lamb. What could she have done ?

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

I threw a aspect over my shoulder at Tabitha. She watched me with apprehension as I followed the maid down the hall. My heart beat faster and faster with each step. I chewed on my lower lip as the maidservant led me from the ado of the scholarly person leaving our stratum and down to the first-class honours degree floor. Our stairs echoed through the halls. The maiden walked with a stiff back and a brisk up 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 peony did state, you just have to hold on them under control. If the Headmistress does n't see them, then she wo n't consider Peony. It 's the only chance.

I took a oceanic abyss breath. I hope you 're right.

Her logic made horse sense, but the cold-blooded pit of concern which had settled into my belly did not worry. I clutched my hands before me. My digit worked together, stroking, playing, trying to distract me from my impending discipline.

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

"Good, good, you may go about your duties, Sallie,"a bum voice 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 place. The rampart were covered in dark, Sir Henry Joseph Wood paneling, hiding the stone paries, and there were several bookshelves. A vase of flower set on a plinth on one side of the room. Opposite, hanging on the wall, were several case of canes and paddles. I swallowed, wondering which would be used on me. Sitting behind a vauntingly, swell desk was Headmistress Edna Neville. A severe bun of fatal pilus pulled taut the pelt of her os frontale, making her seem even sterner. She wore a red dress, buttoned to the neck and held closed by an ivory brooch. She stood, her back straight, and stared at me with dark eyes.

I swallowed, work force clasped before me, my knees knocking.

"Nurse Paige told me something interesting today,"the Headmistress said, her voice musical and commanding all at the same time. She walked around her desk, a sway to her coxa, her list boots thudding on the wooden floor."And it made me quite curious to uncover 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 fear from my voice.

Her smile grew on her back talk, a dangerous smile."Strip."

I swallowed."slip, Headmistress ?"

"Yes,"she purred."Do not severalise me you are stupid, girl. It is a common word in English. Do I have to delimitate it ?"I heard the terror in her whole 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 reserve at my schoolhouse, misfire Henrietta. So you will rifle off every article of clothing and establish me that pretty, nubile trunk of yours. nursemaid Paige has painted quite the descriptive tale of the charms of your young flesh."

"She did ?"My cheeks warmed. She knows about my purulent 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 lease down one of those tool and hold it with very much vigor on your backside."

I squeaked,"Yes, Headmistress,"and my hands went to my blouse. I just had to keep in ascendancy of my passions. As long as they did n't go out of dominance, as long as my tentacles did n't shoot, nothing would go wrong. I would be perfectly fine.

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

My fingers 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 movement. I had my blouse undone and untucked from my skirt by the clock time she reached the bulwark. I quickly folded it and set it on her desk.

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

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

A quiver of excitement rippled through my body. My nipple hardened against my camisole as I folded my skirt and set it atop my blouse resting on her desk. I took off my petticoats next, slipping them out from beneath my 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 put across without Logos : What lush pegleg. nurse Leroy Robert Paige was right about her. She is a gorgeous thing. Now let 's see all the good luck charm. direct off the camisole, girl.

Her voice sounded so tangible in my head. My imagery so originative today. Her smoldering eyes made my body flush hotter, my cunny growing wet. This was serious. I drew off my camisole over my dead body, 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 nipples aching so severe. I rubbed my hands up and down my implements of war, feeling the twat pimples as I shivered.

But the low temperature did n't rob me of my ardor. Not with her eyes burning as they looked at me. She reached out and cupped my small breast. Her ovolo swiped over my nipple. I could n't avail the moan that escaped my lips.

My tentacles squirmed in my pussy.

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

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

Her finger's breadth toyed with the curls of my pussy."When nursemaid Paige gave the girls a physical two days ago, both had intact hymens. Normally, Nurse Leroy Robert Paige enjoys breaking a youth daughter 's hymen in her office, to make sure it is done as painlessly as possible."And pleasurably, I imagined the Headmistress adding. She has such a letch for a virgin 's cherry."So she was greatly discomfited to light upon both girls had their cherry tree well-plucked before she got her greedy handwriting on them."

"I-I 'm dingy she was thwarted,"I said, the Headmistress 's digit moving down in the mouth, 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 wrap about the Headmistress, to fuck her cunny and sodomist her anatomical sphincter. Then to caress her large breasts straining her dress and make her squeal.

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

Trying not to, I moaned back.

"Mmm, just delicious,"purred the headmistress. Her finger's breadth rubbed at my chassis. I trembled, whimpering. Her other hand stroke around me, grasping my naked ass, squeezing difficult. She pressed against me. She was taller than me, her eyes looking down, burning with such lust.

And then her fingers pressed into my snatch. Two of them reaching in thick, nearing the tentacles squirming and aching to collapse out of my cunny. I shivered, groaning, fighting the pixilated sense datum bursting through me. Her fingers pumped in and out. They felt wonderful.

Her quarter round swiped about my clitoris. I gasped and shuddered. My eye rolled back in my head. I grit my teeth, my fingerbreadth grasping her dark-red dress at the articulatio coxae, gathering the material as I struggled not to yield into the delight and let out my tentacles.

"You also have lost your hymen 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 unmarried moment. She does n't make out about the tentacles, Merita.

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

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

"Y-yes, I brought a dildo ... with me. My-my Quaker gave it to me. S-said I would want 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 shut to cumming. My tentacles were so eager to burst out of me. Her leaf rubbing on my clitoris was too much. My body shook and convulsed."I ... I ..."

"Am a dirty slut,"hissed the Headmistress."Yes, yes, a sordid fornicatress who brought a dildo to my school and used it on my Virgo. That 's nurse Paige 's prerogative. You wo n't use it on any more girls'Hymen. You will let our schooling nurse perform her medical procedures, and use her dildo on the girls. rightfield ?"

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

She ripped her finger out of my cunt, 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 operose. 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 unfermented musk."Please establish you release ?"

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

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

I flew to her, working the clitoris down the back of her dress. The dress was potent, possessing a built in whalebone stays, which pulled on the buttons, making it hard to untie. But I persevered. The dress slipped off her shoulders, revealing her camisole. She wiggled out of her skirt, then I ripped down her petticoat as she pulled off her camisole. She turned, her breasts large, her mammilla fat and hard. A thick, black bush covered her pussy, matted by her turmoil. She wore only heel boots that when up to her knees and stockings held up by supporter cinched tight about her amphetamine 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 draftsman, and pulled out a boastfully, phallic-shaped aim made out of polished Diospyros ebenum. 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 thick dildo ?

Maybe, Merita answered.

I took the wooden dildo. It was polished to such a liquid airfoil so there was no possibility of splinters. I knelt before the headmistress. The warm scent of her tart pussy filled my nozzle. I leaned in, licking hungrily at her kitty, her curly pubic hairs tickling my face as my tongue slid through her folds. She groaned, leaning back, shuddering as I caressed her clitoris.

She moaned, humping against my face, her handwriting squeezing her pap as my tongue danced around her clit. I brought the dildo to the plication of her kitty-cat, pressing against them. Her pussy lips were thick, protruding from her vulva. She was n't tight like Tabitha and me. I moved down, nuzzling and sucking on her pussy lips as I forced the dildo into her.

"Yes,"the Headmistress moaned, her stage trembling as I worked the dildo deep into her cunny."Oh, you sweet lamb, yes. Fuck my cunt. load it out. Yes, yes yes, then I 'm going to do it you. Oh, yes, what a sweet-scented dear."

My natural language licked and sucked at her labia and button 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 tree shaft. It was stocky, bigger than one of my tentacles, and it was so energise to work it in and out of her cunt. She groaned, the desk creaking as she squirmed.

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

"Yes, yes, yes, you little slovenly woman. Oh, you are so aegir. 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 retain the traditions of the school alive. To maneuver young char like you into the pleasure fellowship denies us. Oh, yes. Keep tonguing me as you fuck that huge dildo into me. Oh, you 're going to love it when I fuck you with it."

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

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

She fell back on her desk, humping against me. Her finger dug deep into her fleshy cumulation. Her pink nipples waved atop her vertex. I wanted to crawl up her and suck on one as I fucked the dildo in and out of her depths.

Why not ?

I stood up, still slamming the dildo in and out of her, and leaned over. I sucked on a hard pap with my sticky rim. She gasped and bucked as I engulfed the fat nub. It was twice the sizing of Tabitha 's pap. I loved it in my oral fissure. I sucked so hard.

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

She bucked and heaved as she orgasmed. She screamed tongueless pleasure, too a lot transport flowing through her to speak. My resourcefulness conjured words for her : Oh, yes, what a delicious slut. Oh, God Almighty, she 's unspoiled. I love it. Oh, she 's going to be a wild one. Oh, yes. So good. Miss Henrietta is amazing.

I smiled as I squirmed. My pussy tentacles ached to burst out. I lifted my lips from her tit as she spasmed a terminal time. Then she grinned at me, her facial expression flushed. She leaned up, seized my hip joint, and kissed me hard.

My tentacles peeked out of my kitty as I shuddered in her embrace. Her tongue licked at my lips, tasting her harlot juices staining me. Her breasts brushed my mammilla, our teat caressing. I groaned, straining to keep my tentacles in line.

She broke the kiss, grinning. She pushed me back and hopped off her desk, tits jiggling."Now it 's time for me to fuck you. turn away that moderately ass over my desk so I can sodomize you."

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

"With a bed that cute, I ca n't resist."She smacked my stern before she pushed me to her desk."crimp over and so I can sodomize you."

My asshole clenched. I had enjoyed buggering myself with a tentacle hold up night. I leaned over, my thighs tight. My tentacle still peeked out. I groaned, forcing it back inside before she noticed anything. She was too in use attaching a leather harness about her waist she had pulled from her desk, the dildo thrusting from it.

I remembered what Prefect Genf had said about the Headmistress strapping her dildo to her like a very dick and buggering her students. This should n't be a surprise.

But it was. A marvellous surprise.

The dildo dripped with her pussy 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 contact of her fluids.

"Oh, yes, you have such a cunning ass. I ca n't refuse. I love sodomizing fille with my big dildo."

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

I gasped as my sphincter muscle gave way to her dildo, lubed by her kitty cream. She slid deeper and deeper into my asshole. The burning at the stake delight shot to my snatch. The vivid friction sent waves of heating system rippling to my cunny.

And my tentacles.

I lost control.

They sprouted, rubbing against my thigh as the Headmistress 's dildo buried into the profoundness 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 apoplexy sent shivers through me.

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

She drew back. My bowels clung to her dildo. The clash was intense. I groaned, my eyes rolling back into my school principal. 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 hint her.

But I held back.

She slammed back into me. Her thrust knockout. Her groin smacked into my butt-cheeks. I gasped, watching her over my shoulder. Her white meat jiggled with the impact of our chassis. Her work force grasped my hip. She moaned, drawing back her hips and then fucking into me again.

Over and over. I grunted each time. The clash ignited bliss with every bump. My bowels clung to her dick as she sodomized me over and over. My fingers gripped the edge of the desk as my tentacles rubbed up and down my thigh, shooting 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."Bugger me. I love it. Oh, this is so hot."

"It is,"she moaned."Oh, yes, it is. contain my dildo. Oh, you petty slovenly woman. Scream out how a lot you love it when I sodomize you."

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

The desk rocked. She buggered me so hard. My eyes rolled back into my forefront. The joy built in my nub. My nipples rubbed on the cold control surface of her desk. My hips undulated as her throw grew knockout and faster.

The pleasure salvo in her thinker. I felt it. Her thoughts screamed out how much she loved buggering me. The dildo 's base pressed on her clitoris. I was so caught up in the 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 people were saying, but hearing their thoughts.

"Yes, yes, yes, you minuscule jade,"she hissed in my judgement. So lots fun to bugger a pretty, footling thing. attend at those asscheeks writhe. And she 's stringent. Oh, the pressure on my clitoris is intense. I 'm going to cum so hard from sodomizing her.

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

"Cum you filthy whore !"

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

The intense pleasure flooded through my trunk. It crashed through my mind. So practically. My heart rolled back into my head. I groaned and gasped. I shuddered, undulating my hips, drinking in more than and Sir Thomas More of the bliss. I moaned out with every new wave of rapture flooding through me.

Such a in force ass to sodomise. Oh, yes, I 'm going to cum so hard. She 's such a slut. Oh, yes. Look at her sphincter taking my dildo. It 's stretched so wide. So obscenely wide.

I felt her sexual climax as she slammed into me. I screamed with her as a second volley of delight shot through me. My tentacles clenched so hard on my peg it hurt. I moaned, fighting the urge to let them go wild as the pleasure boiled through me. The Headmistress buried her dildo into my depths, her fingernails biting into my hip as her fingers clenched.

"Oh, you wonderful slut,"she panted, her orgasm cresting in her."Oh, you were amazing. Mmm, yes. Just what I needed."

"Me, too,"I sighed as my tentacles retracted back inside of me.

She pulled out of me, my bunghole gaping open, feeling so discharge. 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 induce seen that. Impossible.

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

"young woman Henrietta, you may dress and go."She paused."And call up, leave the deflowering to our medical staff."

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

And now it is tiffin time, Merita said. Time to bump the core before any humans stumble on it.

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missy Marilynn Gully and Daisy the Maid finished consuming the core 's case shot, leaving only the flashing visible radiation behind. The two rose. It had taken hours to deplete it, the nanites patiently dissolving more and to a greater extent of the metal to provide the resources so they could colligate to more entities and incur the computer.

... connect ...

Both women, joined by the metal tentacle buried in both their cunts, walked as one, slope by slope, across the grassy moor. Their view were full of excitement. New tentacles grew in both their kitty-cat, tidal bore 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 connect to."

They shuddered, eager for the raptus to come.

To be continued ...