My heart rate quickened as my brain started to slowly register what was going on. It was my dream. My fantasy. Suddenly, it was all coming true.I open...d my eyes just in time to see the first purple tentacle probe at my wet cunt experimentally, as if not quite sure what to do. It rubbed over my clit repeatedly, hard and fast, then slow and gentle, then a combination of all the above, back and forth, side to side, circle motions, milking gasps and groans and whines of pure pleasure out of me as I. We were both overwhelmed by how our love grew immeasurably in that ultimate bonding. When the first coupling ended in perfect harmony, we were both reduced to tears by the beauty of the experience and our love for each other.I guess you’d say we liked it. We liked it a lot. We liked it six more times that night.The next morning, with bodies and specific parts rather sore, we awoke to plan our honeymoon. That’s right—the honeymoon was not planned until the day after the wedding because we had to. Did he spy on other people as well, or was I the lucky one? "In the bathroom, on the shelf is some nail polish. A dark red that matches my dress." "Yes Miss." In a flash, Nigel returned and knelt next to me. I presented him with my left hand and he held it in his. slowly and carefully (and with some expertise) he painted each nail in turn. Then he moved over to the other side of my chair and painted the nails of my other hand. I held them up and looked them over: he'd done a very nice job.. I took off my shoes and rolled the thigh highs down and off my feet and put them in my bag. She then gave my bag to a boy to carry for me and said, "He will carry it for you, so now you owe him a good fuck. He'll get it at lunch."I walked into class totally naked. Mistress Mary greeted me and I saw a marker in her hand. I stopped before her and waited to see what she had in mind. She looked at my face and then said, "Stand still whore."She raised her hand up to my face and started writing below.