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Octavia Melody 3

Octavia stirred slightly, warm under her blankets. She groaned slightly as her crotchal region reminded her of the beating from Vinyl's strap-on the previous day. She had been so weak after the bath that Vinyl had had to levitate her into bed. After kissing her softly on the forehead, she had exited the room and left Octi alone with her thoughts. And pain, oh Celestia, the pain. She had heard that first times were painful for a lot of mares, but she never knew her vagina could sting this much. Oh Vinyl, why couldn't you have just used that one? she thought as her eyes traveled to the small grey dildo that Vinyl had left there.

After a small breakfast hours later, brought up by Vinyl, Octavia fell into an uncomfortable dream. In it, Vinyl was chasing her around with a giant strap-on, easily 20 feet long and 5 feet thick. She was threatening that if she didn't let her fuck Octi, she would smash her cello, which she held in one of her hooves. She woke with a start, sitting up quickly, mane in a complete mess and bleary eyed. As she moved her legs to get into a more comfortable position, her legs required more power to move them than usual, because something was holding them back. She checked under the sheets and let them fall back down, gasping.

"V-V-Vinyl!!" she screamed, even though it came out more as a squeak from lack of water, but it got her housemate's attention. The door opened a few seconds later, and Vinyl looked around, confused. Octavia pointed to her sheets and the unicorn walked over. She lifted up the sheets with her magic and saw the problem. The entire sheet was covered in blood, as was the side that Octavia had been sleeping on. She let the covers fall and looked at the earth pony.

"Your vagina has taken quite a beating. We must do something to stop the bleeding."

"Stop mimicking Zecora and help me! What's happening to me?" Octavia yelled, tears streaming down her face.

Vinyl thought for a second. "From what I can tell, one of you vaginal walls must have gotten pulled a little more than I thought and burst a blood vessel. There are no big worries; it will heal up quickly. But you will have to do something you won't like until it stops bleeding."

Octavia stared at her. Something I'll like less than getting raped by you in my own bed? "What will I have to do?"

Vinyl walked over to the window and looked out. It was a beautiful sunny day: few clouds in the sky, birds chirping, and a light breeze wafting through the grass. She sighed, knowing she'd have to tell Octavia what she'd have to do.

"Vinyl, tell me what I have to do," Octavia demanded. "After all, you're the reason this is happening."

The unicorn turned and looked at the scared and angry purple eyes. "Very well. Until you're healed up, you will...need to wear diapers."

All noises in the house seemed to stop at that very moment. Octavia stared at Vinyl in disbelief. Diapers? But those are for foals. "But, I can't do that," she protested. "I can't go to practice wearing that."

Vinyl shrugged. "It's either that or use your money to buy a new mattress every night. But enough of that. I'll help you to the tub and you can wash yourself off. I'll take care of the rest." She walked back over and helped Octavia up and out of bed. There was a wet sound as the sheets pulled free of her damp fur.

As before, the tub was already full of hot water. Vinyl assisted Octavia in getting in and then left to clean up the mess. The smokey grey mare sat in the water, occasionally giving the water a little splash. First, rape. And now I'm going to be turned into a baby. I know my old routine was boring me, but I didn't want this. She felt her eyes tearing up and she cried silently as she heard Vinyl dragging the mattress past the bathroom. Her tears hit the water's surface, barely making a sound. As she soaked, the blood in her fur slowly loosened up and became one with the water in the tub.

She woke up suddenly and realized that she had fallen asleep. She looked down and noticed she was relaxing in bloody water. Oh shit, shit, shit, she swore to herself. Pulling the tub plug, she turned on the shower head. As cold water hit her, she remembered that Vinyl warmed up water with her magic to avoid paying the water heating bill. Octavia stood shivering just under the stream of slowly warming water. As it reached a comfortable level, she got under the torrent of water and washed herself off. The remains of blood came out as she used a comb to go through her fur. When she was sure all the red plasma was out of her fur, she turned the water off and stepped out of the tub. Her legs wobbled slightly, but she got control of herself long enough to dry herself off and wobble her way to her room.

There was a new mattress with new sheets waiting for Octavia when she arrived, as well a fresh diaper on the comforter. She groaned; she had forgotten about that. Well, it's only until I heal. It shouldn't be that long. She walked over and picked up the absorbent item. The material crackled slightly, and she grimaced. She unfolded the hateful material and slipped it on. It wasn't too uncomfortable, just a little restrictive on walking. She managed to get under the covers, and laid on her side, thinking of the past two days. As she pulled her legs up, she could feel the diaper flexing to accommodate her plot. She groaned again. For all she knew, Vinyl would go for her plot next.

Well, for when that time comes, she thought sleepily. She yawned hard, feeling her jaw muscles pulling taut. Her eyes started to close, even against her desire to stay awake. As Octavia fell asleep, the dream ended and the real Octavia woke up, and was staring into the eyes of a horrible beast.

Vinyl Scratch 2

Vinyl's red eyes watched as Octavia's purple ones opened to welcome the new day. The white unicorn smiled widely and stood up from the stool where she had been perched. "Good to see you're awake. How are you feeling?"

Octavia pushed herself up. "Like 5 miles of shitty highway. Especially my...you know."

"Your vagina?" Vinyl asked, making Octavia wince at the sound of the word.

"Yes, Vinyl," Octavia said, rubbing her eyes. "The spot where you raped me."

Vinyl blushed and rubbed her leg. "Yeah. I hope I can make that up to you?" She gave Octavia the biggest filly eyes she could manage.

She wasn't impressed. "Breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Dishes washed. Requested material retrieved from the library. House cleaned weekly. Hot bath ready daily. All these done on time until I'm able to do these myself, or you're out of here forever, no exceptions. Do I make myself absolutely 100% crystal clear?" she said, snarling the last sentence through clenched teeth.

Vinyl chuckled nervously. "Heh heh. Of course, your Highness. Wouldn't have it any other way. Heh heh."

Octavia rested her back against the headboard with arms crossed. "I haven't had breakfast yet. Are you that anxious to move out?"

Vinyl was so intent on getting Octavia's breakfast made that she missed a stair and tumbled down the remaining 15 or so steps. She landed on the bottom in a crumpled heap and spider-crawled her way over to the kitchen. As she made several daisy sandwiches and a glass of fresh squeezed orange juice (with a little umbrella to top it off, of course), she began to think of Octavia. Perhaps I did go a little overboard last night. I should have asked her permission or seduced her into the bed first. What I did was pure rape. So, I'm...a rapist. Not a dominatrix. Her head and ears fell as she reached this conclusion.

As she heard Octavia call for her from upstairs, she pulled her emotions together and placed food and drink on a serving tray. After delivering the food to Octavia and getting reprimanded for the choice of flower and getting the tray slammed on her head, Vinyl trundled back down the stairs to nurse her physical and mental wounds. After wrapping a bandage around her forehead, she looked at her reflection in the mirror.

Two eyes. Two red eyes, to be exact. Those two red eyes had attracted so much attention from mares and stallions alike, and the result was getting to bed them. She had realized early on that she could please stallions in return by using strap-ons. But where would she get one while not letting Octi find out? She asked some friends in the darker side of town and they had told her about a certain alley with a rain barrel. They gave her the instructions on how to get to the door beneath the alley, how to make and use the EBM symbol, and how much in bits she needed to bring. She had then been brought to the Equestrian Black Market herself and introduced to the griffon owner, Boris. He had doubted her ability to use or know what any of the items he was selling was. She was shown into the hidden bondage section and locked in with one of her friends. She had been absolutely amazed that there were more than just strap-ons and dildos in here. There were gags, blindfolds, as well as large machines with clamps and a motor attached to a rod with a dildo on the end. Her friend had said that those were fucking machines, but they were rarely bought as you could easily pleasure yourself or have someone else do it for you. Plus, the price was several thousand bits per machine, ranging from 10,000 bits to 500,000 bits. She had decided to buy a medium sized black dildo (175 bits) and a one inch ball gag (225 bits) and had then left with her friends. She was in bed with a stallion several hours later, and decided to see if the toys had been worth 400 bits. After fucking the stallion into unconsciousness, she had decided that it was definitely worth more than 400 bits, and also worth looking into. Since then, she had been to Twilight's library almost constantly asking for books on bondage, BDSM, and other such books. The first one she had recieved was a dusty edition of the famed Kama Sutra. Vinyl and other mares had tried several of the techniques out on each other, but she had found it much more enjoyable with stallions. With a real cock, they could hit the right spots while still doing the tenacious positions from the book. After finishing the last position from the book, she knew she had to have more.

Vinyl shook herself out of her trance and glanced at the clock. She had been daydreaming of the past for close to 2 hours. She brought lunch up to Octi and, after avoiding a second tray to the head, she left the house and headed down the road to the library. She had something she wanted to check.

Octavia Melody 4

Octavia swung the heavy metal food tray and it landed squarely on Vinyl's head with a loud CLANG. As the unicorn stumbled and swayed her way out of the room and down the stairs, Octavia picked at the food her housemate had prepared her. Five daisy sandwiches and glass of orange juice. Gross. Nevertheless, she managed to keep everything down despite wishing for a more elaborate meal and setting. Preferably one with a fancy table and tablecloth, laden with exotic courses, and bottles of wine that had been aging since the banishment of Nightmare Moon. She closed her eyes and sighed, imagining the scene and almost being able to smell it.

She opened her violet eyes again and stared at the framed picture on the opposite wall: Frederick Horseshoepin, Beauty Brass, herself, and Parish Nandermane performing at the Grand Galloping Gala. She remembered that night well. That was the night that the Elements of Harmony trashed the castle and somehow escaped punishment by the Princess. Luckily, her cello had escaped with minimal damage. However, Parish's harp didn't have the same amount of luck. Celestia had been able to repair the snapped spine, but Parish's relationship with the Elements of Harmony since then was shaky, at best.

Octavia realized she was tired and decided to take a rest. Remember, Vinyl, if you're late with lunch, I'll have the entire house to myself. She snuggled down into her covers and closed her eyes.

I'm standing in a hallway, but not one I recognize. There are doors lining the corridor, both sides and all the way down. I can't hear anything from the other side of the doors, so I push one open. There is a mare getting rapidly fucked by a large stallion. She is moaning and panting, occasionally giving out a small yelp as the stallion hits a sensitive area. As she turns and sees me, she screams and pulls the covers over herself. The stallion grabs the lamp on the nightstand and hurls it at me. I manage to close the door in time, but don't hear the lamp shatter on the other side. I walk to the other side of the hall and open the door. Two mares are sharing a double-ended dildo, each sliding one end of it into their cunts and eventually brushing their crotches together. I can see the bulge of the dildo inside of the two. One of them turns to me and asks huskily, "Want to join us?" I shake my head and gently close the door. As I open each door, I find a new sexual fantasy: a mare giving a blowjob, one giving anal to a stallion with her own strap-on, a mare in a bondage harness sitting on a bed, another mare clamped into a fucking machine and getting pounded by the dildo at the back. "How do I know what all these things are?" I say to myself as I finish looking through the rooms. "And why are they all mares?" There's one door left, and I cautiously grab the handle, turn it, and push the door open. There, sitting on a bed, leg length striped socks pulled all the way, plot facing me, and a seductive smile on her face, was...

"Hey, Octi. I brought lunch."

Octavia's eyes flew open as she heard Vinyl's voice too close to her ear. She sat up quickly, smashing the top of her head into Vinyl's bottom jaw, and hearing the DJ's teeth click loudly together. She stumbled back, somehow still holding the tray with a better selection of food.

"What do you want, Vinyl?" Octavia asked, mysteriously disappointed that she didn't get to finish the dream she was having. She felt something sticky and she looked below the covers. Her marehood had been dripping for some time and was soaking into the sheets. Shit!

Luckily, Vinyl was too busy tending to her teeth and bruised jaw to notice. "I brought your lunch. Man, am I glad you're not a unicorn, or that could have ended badly." She grabbed her bottom jaw, wiggled it a little, and then grabbed the tray again and walked over to Octavia. She set the tray down on the nightstand (where How To Dominate Your Mare was still hidden), and started setting up some plates and napkins.

Octavia was impatiently jiggling her hoof under the covers. She was anxious for Vinyl to leave so she could take care of her bed. "Vinyl, I know this is out of character for me to say, but the arrangement doesn't have to be perfect. After all, I'm in a bed, not a fancy diner."

"I know, but I figure the better I prepare your meals, the quicker you'll forgive me for your night of bondage."

"Really," Octavia said questioningly, raising an eyebrow.

Vinyl smiled cheerfully. "Yep!"

Seeing that all the food was now off the tray, Octavia grabbed the heavy piece of molded metal and swung it at Vinyl's head. This time, she managed to duck and run out of the room. Octavia threw it at Vinyl's retreating backside, but was too slow. The tray clanged loudly against the floor and Vinyl quickly grabbed it and disappeared down the stairs.

Octavia groaned in frustration and turned and pounded the pillow with her hooves. Damn it, damn it, DAMN IT VINYL!! That night was not fun or funny in the least. But you went ahead and treated me like another one of your flings that you bring to the apartment to fuck with. She stopped beating the pillow at the same time she heard the front door open and close. She allowed herself a few sniffles before starting on her lunch.

Vinyl Scratch 3

Vinyl trotted down the road she took to get to Golden Oaks library, and she was thinking more about her past as she walked.

After finishing the last position from the book, she knew she had to have more. She had heard that there were many other techniques for a sexually fun life. So she continued to search for ponies into bondage or at least willing to try it. She had even convinced Twilight to take her to Canterlot to obtain forgotten scrolls on the subject. To Twilight's amazement, there were several. After they had returned to the library, Twilight told her that she could request books that she didn't already have. After hearing this, Vinyl had listed off seven books that she wanted, and Twilight had frantically looked for a quill and parchment that didn't already have writing on it. After leaving the library, she had headed back home, only to find a very angry Octavia standing outside the house with a young and nervous looking mare. Vinyl had taken the mare inside, leaving the angry-turned-confused Octavia outside. She took the mare upstairs to her room and asked all the official questions: her name, her age, where she lived, and emergency contacts. After all the questions were answered (Lilypond, 18, 2469 Sweetwater Lane, Ponyville, parents), Vinyl had worked her bondage magic on the young mare. She decided to have the recipient use a blindfold for the first time. As she had Lilypond lay down on the bed, she mounted her and slipped a blindfold over the younger pony's eyes.

Once again, Vinyl was so deep in her thoughts that she didn't see an obstruction in her path. She bumped into a pony and it snapped her out of her reverie. Her eyes regained their focus and found themselves staring at the blue uniform of a Ponyville police officer stallion.

"Oh, excuse me, Officer," Vinyl said as she made her way around the cop. She felt a hoof on her flank. Her face flushed as her body was flooded with adrenaline. She turned her head and, sure enough, one of the cop's hooves was grasping her flank just behind the cutie mark. Vinyl tried to pull away, but the stallion's grip was firm and insistent.

"Now, where do you think you're going, missy?" the stallion asked, his tone indicating that he didn't give a buck where she was going.

"I...was just heading to the library. I'm friends with the librarian and needed to ask her something," Vinyl stuttered. Her whole body was trembling slightly from the "fight or flight" overdose.

"You hesitated there at the beginning. I'm afraid I'm going to have to take you in for questioning, unless you do something for me," his eyes seemed to have a fire dancing behind them.

"Sure Officer. What do you need?" Vinyl asked, trying to wiggle her flank out from under the cop's hoof.

The cop looked around and spotted an alley off to the side. He grabbed Vinyl's hair and slammed it into the ground. Her arms were wrenched behind her back and heard and felt the click of the cuffs. She was pulled back up and pinned against a nearby wall.

"You have the right to remain silent. If you do not, what you say can and will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you do not have one, one will be appointed to you at no cost. Do you understand the rights as they have been read to you?" the cop asked, making sure that he wouldn't get in any trouble for whatever happened next.

Vinyl groaned as her face was pressed harder into the rough surface of the building. "Yes," she groaned, trying to push even a little bit away from the wall to relieve the tension on her face.

The cop pulled her back from the wall. "Perfect," he breathed into her face. His breath smells like mint, Vinyl thought just as Minty pulled her behind the building. When they were behind the building and away from all prying eyes, Minty threw Vinyl hard and used a hoof to trip her as she stumbled. She landed hard on the ground and started to crawl away. The officer wasn't going to let that happen. Grabbing hold of Vinyl's striped tail, he yanked her back and sat on her chest to keep her from getting away.

"What do you want? I haven't done anything to you," Vinyl protested. "If it's because I bumped into you back on the street, it's my fault and I'm sorry."

Minty laughed. "You think it was a bad thing you bumped into me? I've always wanted a go with the Ultimate Equestrian Dominatrix."

Vinyl's blood ran cold. "I'm sorry, but I only work that by appointments. I can set one up for later tonight, if you like."

Minty stared hungrily at her body. "I think I'll make my appointment for right now." He reached into one of his back pockets and produced a large metal ring with a strap coming off each side. Vinyl's eyes flicked to it and back to the officer. "Being so proficient in sex and bondage, I assume you know what this is?"

Vinyl gulped and nodded. "It's a ring gag, sometimes also known as a O-gag or open mouth gag. It's to prevent the wearer from closing their mouths, usually during oral sex."

"You are absolutely right. Have you ever used one?"

Vinyl couldn't help but smirk. "Pfft. Have I used one? Please. It was one of the first things I tried."

Minty's smile grew wider. "So you know what it feels like."

Vinyl was about to answer when, quick as a whip, the cop lunged forward and stuck the gag between her teeth. The unicorn tried to fight the larger stallion off, but it was to no avail. The straps were tightened, and Vinyl tried to push the gag out, but it was too tight. She usually only used rubber ones, so having a metal one in her mouth was a different experience. Minty bent forward and adjusted something on the ring, and the ring grew wider.

"I had mine custom made so it could be adjusted to fit a pony's mouth perfectly. I shouldn't be surprised that your mouth can take the widest fit."

Vinyl tried to say something, but not being able to move her lips made talking coherently difficult. She moved her handcuffed hooves to undo the strap, and Minty noticed this. He pulled his pistol out of a side holster and pointed it at Vinyl.

"Drop your hooves. This is a Colt 1911. At this distance, one shot will blow a hole through you so large that I could see all of Equestria through it. Now, lower your hooves. The sooner you submit yourself to this, the sooner this will be over."

Vinyl lowered her hooves and allowed the cop to scoot his body closer to her face. He unzipped his pants and pulled them down to reveal his sheath. So this is how Octavia felt, she thought as watched as the cop's cock started to protrude from its sheath. She continued to watch as it stiffened and bob slightly as the heartbeat pumped fresh blood into it. At full mast, it was easily a foot long, not the longest Vinyl had ever seen, but still nothing to laugh at.

"Hope you're hungry. Cause this sausage will fill you up," the cop said as he pushed his cock through the hole in the gag.

Vinyl knew what a stallion's cock tasted like, having given innumerable blowjobs, both through bondage and normal means, but this was a different taste. She had expected a slightly spongy feel and a sweet flavor, but Minty had a rubbery texture and a sour taste. She squirmed under him, but he was too heavy. He used one hoof to hold her cuffed hooves over her head and the other to keep feeding his cock through. Had she been less experienced, she would have used her tongue to try to push the cock out, but she know that would please the pony.

Minty seemed to notice what his sex object was avoiding and pressed the Colt against her head. "Suck," he commanded and briefly let her hooves go to pull the hammer back to show he wasn't messing around.

Vinyl couldn't see a way to avoid this, so she set her tongue and cheek muscles to work. She pulled the cock as far in as possible and used her tongue to lick around the taut shaft. The pony on top of her groaned. She keep tonguing the disgusting dick in her mouth and wished this pony would just finish up already. She had already been using her secret method for close to five minutes, and this stallion wasn't showing any signs of coming. She pulled harder and let some of the cock slide down her throat. She moaned softly, making the dick vibrate. Minty let out a shuddering gasp and had to use his hooves to support himself. Vinyl allowed the cock to continue down her throat, giving a retching gag once as it passed too close to her uvula. She continued to coo as her throat bulged with the unpleasant intruder. She had an idea suddenly and flicked her throat lightly with one of her hooves. The stallion felt in all the way through the muscle and tissue and it almost threw him over the edge. One more trick would do it.

Vinyl felt the dick stiffen even more and knew she was close. She had to do one more thing. But she had run out of tricks. She didn't usually work with blowjobs as most of her customers were mares, and they obviously lacked the essential tool. What can I do? I've tried everything I know. Octavia will be wanting her dinner in less than two hours, and I've had this dick in my throat for 10 minutes. Not to mention, I still have to go to the library.

Just then, another idea came to her that would surely push him over the edge. She activated her magic and directed it to the cock in her throat. She used the magic to massage him and tweak certain parts. His breath hitched and he collapsed on top of her. She was so surprised that she lost control of the magic. As that happened, his stiff penis was forced to swivel in her throat, almost making her vomit. At that moment, she felt the cock stiffen once more as the head flared and she knew what was going to happen. She felt the veins expand and the wave of hot cum rush through the thing in her throat. She tried pushing the stallion off of her, but he was a dead weight. Vinyl just had to wait as the stallion poured his whole load into her stomach. She watched as her belly expanded with the hot package. Just then, the stallion woke up and pulled his dick out of Vinyl's throat so quickly that it made her choke. She tasted the sweet cum as his cock left her mouth.

She lay gasping on the ground, as the officer finished off in another corner. He zipped up, turned around, and walked back over to his chosen cock sleeve and removed the cuffs and gag. Vinyl licked her lips as the gag left her mouth and could still taste cum.

"Your reputation doesn't lie," Minty said. "You are truly a great pleasure mare. Take this for your troubles." He threw a small bag over to her and it clinked as it hit the ground. "There's 20 bits in there. Should be enough to catch a taxi back home. Good day, ma'am," and with that, he walked off.

Vinyl lay behind the building for a few more minutes before she carefully rolled onto her stomach. Her stomach gave a heave and she vomited what little she had for breakfast and cum all over the ground. It heaved again, but it wasn't strong enough to make it out of her system. From feeling it enter her body, she knew all of the cop's seed wasn't out of her stomach. At least half of it was still there. At least Octavia didn't have to deal with this, she thought bitterly as she shakily got to her hooves. When I get there, or if I make it there, I'll ask Twilight if I can borrow her shower. We know each other well enough, she shouldn't mind. This thought helped spur her along out of the alley, and down the road to the library. When she reached Golden Oaks a few minutes later, she took in a deep breath, and pushed the door open, only to find Twilight preoccupied with three other visitors.