A visit to The Headmistress
my closest friend requested that I write some smut about a futa tabby cat nun seducing and fucking one of her students, a golden retriever. I penned this out in about an hour or so. With lots of distractions (damn you ADHD).
Dunno if there will be a sequel, but it was fun to write if nothing else, and I had to research catholic school outfits.
Weirdly though, some of my other friends are clammouring for me to write a sequel with the horse boy :/
We'll see.
There was a soft knocking on the door, causing Sister Chastity to look up, anticipation and excitement schooled behind the nun's calm smile.
"Please, come in" The door opened, revealing a cute little thing: a petite golden retriever in a white blouse, a blue vest with a tartan skirt, a red tie, blue knee socks and white tennis shoes. The girl had her hair laying gracefully across her shoulders, and she took a seat at the large oak desk of Sister Chastity.
"Y-You wanted to see me sister Chastity?" Stammered little Stacey Goldheart, such a wonderful name for a cute pup.
"Yes, little deary, I did."
Sister chastity was a tall woman, with a full chest hidden beneath her long black robes. Her fur was a gorgeous grey, with black splotches, offset by those shimmering green eyes that seemed to bore deep into the squirming golden retriever's soul, as if exposing all the hidden fantasies that poor Stacey had held of Sister Christina Samantha Chastity.
"I have been told that you have been having some...personal issues."
Stacey's face burned, as memories of being scolded over leaving small wet patches on chares, tell-tale smells in the change room and long cold showers. The poor blue-eyed golden retriever had thought she had been discreet...but clearly not!
"oh no...I-I'm sorry sister I-" Stacey searched for an explanation, eyes tracing the figure of the nun as she stood, walked over to the door and locked it.
"I-I-I-" the retreiver stammered in fear, for such an act usually meant that the paddle was being broken out to correct some sort of misstep or failure, and with how...sensitive the poor retriever was at the moment, she didn't relish the idea of feeling Sister Chastity's cruel paddle's bite.
"I'm sorry sister I-"
Chastity pressed a furred finger against Stacey's lips.
"shhh...my little pupper, I am entirely aware of your...needs. You see my little darling, I serve many roles in this school, though disciplinarian may be my most well known role, it is not in fact my most vital. Rather caring for the unique needs of our charges,"
the tabby reached up behind her neck and tugged at a string, lettting her habit fall away.
Beneath that formless habit was revealed a deep black, shining leather corset, a collar and creaking leather boots, coming up to a very....very full pouched panties.
Stacey's mind blanked, and the puppy's lips fell open in an 'o' of surprise as those wide blue eyes drank in the truly awe-inspiring bulge nestled between a pair of thick, strong thighs.
"I-I...umm..." the poor puppy struggled, yet the smell of aroused puppy girl in rut filled the air, there was absolutely no way that the headmistress was missing it!
"Stand," smiled the dominating woman, in a tone that had instructed so many small ones, and as expected: Stacey Goldenheart stood without much thought.
The feline's fingers traced over stacey's figure, the poor pupper squirming and whimpering in her throat, as those strong fingers found the hem of the puppy's vest, hooked and hten lifted, tugging the vest off of the pupper, revealing a pair of breasts quite full and heavy, though they were nothing compared to the truly magnificent breasts of Sister chastity: a full F cup that were still perky and soft.
Stacey's breath was deep but quick, as her tie was removed, followed by the blouse, discarded to the ground.
"Miss Chastity I-OOH!" a swift groan escaped Stacey as Chastity's paws slipped up under the golden retriever's bra, squeezing an drolling the full mounds between her fingers.
"My my..." giggled the tall tabby, "So plump...but they could be bigger, with the proper...love" she pinched Stacey's nipples, making the blonde puppy squeal, and shove her chest forward in instinct-driven lust.
Moving her paws behind the poor, confused and oh so desperately horny puppy, Chastity unhooked the retriever's black bra and let it fall to the ground.
"Such a naughty body..." chastity's left paw stroked down Stacey's tummy then shot between the student's thighs, gripping and squeezing Stacey's sopping slit while the feline's mouth ravaged the puppy's, the combination of sensations burning hot in the young puppy girl's brain.
pulling her paw away, Chastity leaned against the desk, lifting her palm up for inspection: splattered with a sticky, clear fluid.
"hmhmhm..." she licked her palm, "The nectar of lust...you are a desperate little one." Chastity wore a grin most perverse and devious,
"But Lust is still a sin...and so one hsould make confession," the tabby placed a paw on Stacey's shoulder and pushed down, gently but firmly,
"On their knees"
This left poor stacey right at eye level with the amazing and impressive pouched bulge of Headmistress Chastity, her wet nose nearly mashed into the shapely feline's heavy endowment.
"Now open your lips..." chastity's fingers fell to the sides of her thong and tugged the strings, letting the garment fall away and her immense cock spring free, slapping Stacey in the face.
The pu ppy yelped and flinched, but looked up, gasping loudly, as the enormous member rested on her nose, drooling a steady stream of precum onto stacey's shoulder.
"And receive the blessing of the goddess"
Utterly entranced, the puppy's lips slowly parted.
One paw on her own titanic prick, the other with a fistful of Stacey's hair, Chastity guided her cock past the canine's lips and over her teeth: her fat, throbbing, veiny dick coming to rest on stacey's tongue, spilling its thick juices into the golden retriever's mouth.
The taste overwhelmed the young pup who groaned hungrily, lips squeezing like a vice around the fleshy pillar, that began to slowly pump.
It was too late now, whatever remained of stacey's shyness and dignity had fled at the taste of salty futa precum slathering over her tongue.
The cock pressed deeper and deeper, feline barbs rising up to tease poor stacey's mouth and throat, yet when the girl began to gag, Chastity pulled back, a perverse glee written on her face.
"We'll work on that gag reflex later"
The perverse nun pressed her foot into the sopping crotch of stacey's panties,
"But I think you've been teased, taunted and humiliated enough...for now. It's time to reward the little pupper."
Seconds later, Stacey found herself bent over the educator's desk, her own necktie binding her wrists behind her back and soiled panties shoved into her muzzle.
"Scream good deary," chastity cooed into the retreiver's ear, making her tremble in delight, "Put on a good show for all those scared boys and girls out in the office...I want them terrified and horny all at the same time, and I want you thinking about this all night"
Then, without letting Stacey do more than whimper, Chastity shoved forward.
It felt like a molten arm had plunged into the puppy's sloppy slit, fluid running down her thighs, and the girl screamed in pain...and lust, as her hymen tore until the sheer mass and girth of the monstrous invader, plowing deep into the golden retriever's womb, her cock slamming painfully against Stacey's cervix.
The pup screamed again, as the barbs scraped against her walls, dragging back, stretching her out so agonizingly wonderful, then shoved forward again.
Chastity tangerine-sized balls battered the girl's entrance, while the feline's thighs slapped noisily against stacey's, making the auditory illusion that the puppy girl was getting the beating of her life, and perhaps the side effects weren't entirely untrue: afterall, stacey would be limping for days after this!
The puppy girl grunted and growled, broken up by pleading whimpers and moans as the thick dick abused her formerly virginal passage, her stretched slit turning an angry, enflamed red, her hole aching horribly...needfully in a hot burning passion.
"Cum...cum over and over" hissed the feline dangerously, "Give in you. Little. Slut."
And stacey did, squirting a shameful, wonderful orgasm over the nun's desk and down her thighs, and hten...and only then, did Sister Chastity orgasm hotly into Stacey's womb.
The girls' belly flooded in seconds, thick, salty juice running down her thighs and dripping off of sister chastity's heavy nuts, pooling on the floor.
The pair panted, and for the first time, Stacey felt so...relieved, relaxed...she had finally had that itch scratched.
Sister chastity yanked out, and a deluge of sperm flowed out over Stacey's thighs and the poor puppy collapsed into it.
Hardly perturbed, Chastity plucked the soiled panties from Stacey's mouth and used it to towel off her own cock, then mop up the spilled sperm before puilling them back onto the aching puppy girl.
Weak, limping, Chastity helped the girl dress, and rubbed her rear.
"If this happens again...tell me, and I"ll be sure to do my best to assist you"
It was so humiliating...she could feel the cum leaking down her leg, yet her body was alight with excitement...with lust.
THe girl limped from the door, her mind whirling, as a frightened pony boy entered in after her.
Stacey allowed herself a small smile...maybe tomorrow, she'd need more...attention, from dear Sister Chastity.