No harm. I was not looking to get tied down. I was over skinny high school girls. I was more into curvier ladies. The bodacious hottie with the volupt...ous curves. The wider the ass and the bigger the boobs was my new motto. It was hard to find these girls at school. But there were around my small town. You just had to look. Ring! Ring!! OK! You can all go now. I hope I dont see you tomorrow. said the male teacher. I walked out into the hallway. I headed down to my locker. I picked up my gym bag. Shall be ready by then." Understood, Your Majesty," the messenger replied, bowing his head lower for a moment respectfully before standing and turning around, his scaled tail stiff with his own nerves behind him as he raced for the exit.Once the messenger was gone, Queen Camilla sank back onto her throne, giving the two guards a brief show of her large breasts heaving within the tight confines of her dress top. She let out a weary sigh as she wished one of her two husbands, either of them, were. Well after I got your call, I thought that having you as a slave would be great, but suppose you changed your mind and didn’t want to continue. I had to come up with an idea that would make your compliance a little more mandatory. I suspect that you know that you could be in serious trouble if those pictures (and movie) were to get into the hands of the principle or superintendent of your school. Not to mention what your daughter might think or the rest of the community.? The horror struck. I strained against Peony’s tentacle. It slid through the grip of my tentacles, trying to get to my pussy. Peony let out a soft sigh, pinching nipples through blouse and her camisole, twisting her nubs. My own nipples ached. ... connect... a feminine, mechanical voice whispered in my thoughts. It wasn’t from Merita, and it wasn’t from Peony. I could read minds, especially those I was close to. I caught bits of Tabitha’s mind screaming her passion as the tentacle fucking her cunt brought her.