Chapters Octavia Melody & Vinyl Scratch (Clop)
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.
The CMC, Vinyl Scratch & Twilight Sparkle
The Cutie Mark Crusaders 1
"Come on, y'all. Twilight told us she'd have the books ready within a week, and it's been over a week!" Applebloom shouted to the other two Crusaders who were lagging behind.
"It wouldn't be a problem if Scootaloo could fly and carry us," Sweetie Belle complained to the pony at the rear of the small line.
"I told you, my wings are still too weak to hold me for more than a couple seconds at a time," the orange earthbound pegasus complained back. If Sweetie Belle would lay off the sweets, I might be able to carry her a little sooner. And if that apple freak would-
"Finally, you guys made it! I thought I'd be standing here forever waiting for you two," Applebloom scolded, standing at the door to the library. "Now, since I'm the first one here, I'll do the knocking." She turned around and raised her hoof before a cough behind her stopped her.
"Excuse me, Applebloom, but I was trying hard to keep up so I should have the honor of getting to knock." Sweetie Belle shouldered her way past the yellow filly. She raised her hoof to knock before a small rock hit the back of her head.
"Excuse me, Sweetie Belle, but I was trying harder than either of you, plus I've been trying to fly the whole way. What have you two been doing?" There was no answer from the two other fillies and Scootaloo nodded. "I thought so, now scoot aside. I've got a door to knock. Besides, I'm a good knocker."
As she moved forward, a white and yellow hoof stopped her. "There will be no 'scooting' Scootaloo," the unicorn said.
"Yeah," Applebloom butted in. "Just because your wings don't work doesn't mean you're working harder."
"Screw you, apple packer!" Scootaloo shouted, tiny wings flaring.
"That's why we're here," Sweetie Belle said and, before either of the other two fillies could stop her, she reached up and knocked on the Golden Oaks library door.
The door opened a couple seconds later by Spike. His eyes widened at the sight of them. "Oh, no. Not you three again!" he exclaimed and slammed the door closed. The CMC just stood in front of the door, confused.
"What a little scaly asshole," Sweetie Belle remarked. The other two turned to look at her. "What?"
"Didn't I once say something about not using words I don't know the meaning of?" Scootaloo asked. Sweetie shrugged and starting looking around the library for another entrance.
"The only other way I noticed that we could get in was through the window right there," she said rejoining the small group, pointing to the small balcony on the left side of the tree. "If we had somepony who could fly us up there."
Applebloom suddenly remembered a time that Rainbow Dash was bouncing a ball with her head and it would make it past the lower balcony. She started looking around and ran over to a tree with a hole, reached inside, and produced a large ball.
"Where'd you get that?" Sweetie asked as Applebloom proudly walked back.
"Pinkie Pie once said she had balls stashed all over Ponyville in case of a ball emergency."
"Good thinking. Now we throw Scootaloo up in the air, have her bounce off the ball, land on the ledge, go through the window, and open the door. Brilliant idea, Applebloom, I like how you think." Sweetie winked.
"Hey, why do I have to go?" Scootaloo complained.
"Because you're the only one with wings, so even if you don't make it, you can still lift yourself high enough to hoist yourself up. Seriously, haven't you been following the advice from those books and films we borrowed from here?"
Scootaloo frowned. "I'm sorry if I couldn't glean much info from League Of Extraordinary Genitals , or find help from A Midsummer Night's Wet Dream . I'm here for the books so we can get our cutie marks."
"Good point," Applebloom said, moving forward and picking up the flightless pegasus. "Here we go."
"Hey, what are you doing?! Put me down!" Scootaloo screamed as Applebloom walked her over to the ball and with a massive throw, slammed her into the flexible surface of the ball. Scootaloo flew into the air and flared her wings open to slow her descent and make her landing more precise. As she landed, the two fillies on the ground cheered and whooped. She pushed open the window and jumped into the library.
From outside, they heard Spike yell, "Hey! What are you doing in here?" followed by a chorus of clangs, bangs, and maybe some shattering glass. Scootaloo appeared a few seconds later with a smoking mane, but a triumphant smile. "Come on in."
They trotted inside as Twilight came down the stairs. "Oh, I was wondering what was making all the noise." She levitated an unconscious Spike up to his bed and walked into the center of the room. "I assume you came for the books you requested?"
"You bet, Twilight," Scootaloo said confidently. "This time we'll get our cutie marks for sure!"
Twilight sighed as her worse suspicions came true. They really are trying to get their cutie marks by performing BDSM . She walked over to her counter and pulled up a bag of books and dropped a receipt in with them. "Here you are. Pleasing Your Cutie Mark , Hoity-Toity & Other Bedroom Tricks , Wonderbolting Your Mare , and The Complete Idiots Guide To Bondage & BDSM . I must say girls, you have a...slightly unnerving interest in this kind of stuff. May I ask what you're planning to do with all this information?"
She was desperately hoping they would say they were using it on their colt friends, but no such luck.
"We're going to get our cutie marks for this," Scootaloo said, puffing out her chest proudly. "We are going to get our cutie marks in..."
"BONDAGE!!" all three shouted, and gave each other a high hoof.
As the CMC started to head for the door, Twilight appeared in a flash before them. "I would like to talk to you three for a little bit before you leave." Three pairs of large filly eyes peered back at her. "Please. You can sit on the couch."
After exchanging glances, the three young ponies made their way to Twilight's couch and sat down. Twilight materialized a large poufy chair for herself.
"So, I feel like I need to remind you of something," Twilight started off. The fillies looked back at her in confusion. "Cutie marks are meant to be a sign of somepony's destiny and thus, their future. Do you really think you're meant to perform this kind of thing on other ponies for the rest of your life?"
Sweetie and Applebloom looked at each other, while Scootaloo thought by herself. After a couple seconds, she declared, "Don't know til you try," and ran for the door.
She was covered in purple magic and set back on the couch. "I'm not done yet. I just-" Twilight was cut off as the door opened and the town DJ walked in.
Vinyl Scratch & Twilight Sparkle 1
Vinyl stopped as she saw Twilight and the Cutie Mark Crusaders. "Umm, is this a bad time?"
Twilight looked away long enough for the CMC to run to the window they entered from, and exit the same way. Twilight silently cursed herself and turned back to Vinyl.
"No, it's alright, Vinyl. I was just finishing up with those three. What do...?" she paused as she got a better look at Vinyl. "Are...you alright?"
Vinyl levitated a mirror over to her and looked at herself. A completely different face looked back at her. The blue striped hair was sticking up everywhere instead of combed down to one side. Her eyes were bloodshot, her white coat was covered in dust, and a white semi-liquid was oozing out of her mouth. She chuckled silently to herself at the irony. "No, I suppose I'm not, Twilight."
Twilight raised an eyebrow and walked over to the DJ, concerned. "What happened?"
Vinyl reached up and wiped the semen off her face before putting the mirror down and looking at Twilight. "I'm sure you know about the Ultimate Equestrian Dominatrix?"
Twilight blinked. "Of course. What about her?"
Vinyl shuffled her hooves across the library floor. "Well, somepony wanted her without an appointment, and got what they wanted."
"So you were raped?!" Twilight nearly shouted in alarm.
Vinyl winced. "Please not so loud. And yes, I was raped. This cop wanted a go with me and wanted it then. He said that if I didn't, I'd have to go to the station, and I knew that with that many stallions, I'd never be able to hold them off. Might as well deal with one and get it over with. And, I guess I kind of deserved it."
"Wait, what? You deserved it?" Twilight asked, puzzled.
"Yeah," Vinyl mumbled. "Remember when I came in two days ago and got that book?"
"Of course."
"Well, that same night, I used a simple bondage trick on Octavia. Now, she's bedridden."
Twilight sighed. "I should have known. Boris told us not to use those items on house members that didn't consent to it."
"Boris said a lot of stuff. Did you really expect me to remember it all?"
"I expected you to remember enough so you wouldn't get in trouble or hurt others," Twilight said angrily. "You aren't Rainbow Dash by forgetting things because you feel like it."
"I thought we were talking about me, not that cloud-headed fuck," Vinyl snapped back. Her head snapped to the side as a purple hoof slapped her across her right cheek.
Twilight glared as she lowered her hoof. "I expected you to remember some simple rules. Boris did as well. Can you imagine what damage it could cause his business if somepony you screwed with told the Princesses? Don't forget, Sparkler and I introduced you to the market, showed you how to make the password symbol, and made sure Boris didn't kill you. Remember, griffons aren't known for their attitudes; it's for their quick temper and brutality."
Vinyl rubbed her cheek to sooth the stinging pain. "And I'm grateful you kept me alive long enough to try every bondage trick that's been invented, but I wanted to ask you a question."
Twilight sighed and rubbed her eyes with her hoof. "What is it, Vinyl?"
"It's an interrogative statement used to test knowledge, but that's not important right now. I wanted to ask if...I should give up BDSM."
The purple unicorn looked up to the white unicorn. "Give up BDSM? Just like that?"
Vinyl nodded and looked away. She continued to stare at the ground as Twilght's hoofsteps approached and a hoof lifted her face. She stared into the purple irises, and her own widened when she felt Twilight's lips press against hers. She felt the old lust for the bookworm as she had so long ago, back when she blushfully revealed to the DJ that she liked to practice bondage. Why did we never get together, Twilight?
Twilight gently pulled away and smiled at Vinyl. "You never leave bondage, Vinyl. It's the one thing in life that you can't get rid of." She licked her lips. "If you want, bathroom's down the hall. You know what to do."
After Vinyl finished showering and thanking Twilight for the pep talk, she left Golden Oaks and headed back down the road to her house. It was time to apologize to Octavia and try to make things right with her.
As Twilight started re-shelving books, she remembered the kiss. She wasn't sure why she did that, it just felt needed. Vinyl needed reassurance every once in a while, and she was the only mare that could do it. She knew Vinyl lusted after her, but she had firmly stated that she wasn't going to engage in bondage with Vinyl. Since Vinyl lost connection with most of the mares she courted, there was one she could go to in times of need: Twilight. She touched the spot of her lips with her hoof and smiled.
Just then, the door opened. Twilight turned to face it, putting her hoof back down and smiling warmly. "Welcome to Golden O-" she was cut off as she saw who it was.
Author's Note
Let me know if you guys are enjoying this little series. Constructive criticism is appreciated.
Twilight Sparkle & Octavia Melody (Clop)
Octavia Melody & Twilight Sparkle 1
Octavia stood just inside the door, covered in a bathrobe. Twilight noticed that she was not looking good. Octavia had dark bags under her eyes, and the eyes themselves were bloodshot. Her mane was frazzled, and she looked slightly wobbly.
"Octavia, shouldn't you be at home in bed?" Twilight asked, concerned.
Octavia shook her head slowly. "I have something I need to do before I return." Her voice was dry, and Twilight wouldn't have been surprised if dust had puffed out as she spoke.
"Okay, what do you need?" the unicorn asked a little shakily. She was starting to get concerned, seeing as how Octavia obviously wasn't fit for walking around in this condition.
The cello player's eyes rose to meet Twilight's. "I need you to first get me a little glass of water, please." Twilight quickly complied, running to the cupboard, retrieving a cup, filling it in a sink farther back in the library, and returning. Octavia was now by the door, and slid the deadbolt to the locked position. She thanked Twilight for the water and chugged it down.
Twilight couldn't hold in her curiosity. "Why did you lock the door? The library is still open for several hours."
"The library is closed early today," Octavia replied, and with a quick flourish, tore off her robe to reveal what was underneath. Twilight looked at her in shock.
Underneath the robe, Octavia was wearing a black leather corset, whose straps held up black leather stockings, as well as stockings on her front legs, and finished off with a black collar around her neck. She was also wearing a pair of saddlebags, which she bucked off her back and onto the floor. As Twilight watched in awe and shock, Octavia started pulling out an assortment of items that the unicorn never would have believed Octi had: a few knots of black rope, several gags of varying functions, an extendable spreader bar, a monoglove, hoofcuffs, ankle cuffs, a roll of bondage tape, a dildo, strap-on, and a sizable bottle of lube.
Twilight didn't know what to say as Octi stood back up and looked at the complex straps of a harness gag. "Um, I...uh, how did you get all this?"
Octi looked over with a blank look in her eyes. "I found Vinyl's stash."
"And what do you plan to do with all this bondage equipment?" Twilight asked.
Without looking at Twilight, she simply responded, "I wish to have a bondage session with you."
Twilight blinked in surprise. Octavia, THE Octavia, the Octavia that played cello for the Canterlot Royal Orchestra wanted to practice bondage with her, Twilight? She composed herself and cleared her throat before continuing, "I guess I can do that. If you'll follow me, I'll show you where we can do this in private."
Octavia nodded and shoved all the gear back into the saddlebags, and followed Twilight down the stairs of the library. At the bottom, there were two doors, one left and one right. Twilight said that the one to the left led to her lab, and the one on the right was her "secret room," and not even the other Elements Of Harmony knew about it.
Twilight's horn glowed and from the other side of the door, a chorus of clinks, clanks, and thunks were heard as at least 15 locks were unlocked. She pushed the door open and beckoned Octavia inside. The Earth pony walked inside and Twilight closed the door behind them. After a moment of absolute darkness, lights above flared to life, making Octi wince. She stared in wonder at the room that lay before her.
The room was layered, floor, walls, and ceiling, in a deep yet rich red. It was all carpeted so as to absorb any noise. On one side of the room against a wall, was a black metal bed frame. But what made this bed frame different from other ones was the cuffs hanging down by link chain. Some other defining features of the room was a pulley on the ceiling, along with several hooks on the walls. Along another wall was something that looked like a large polished log, but with cuffs at one end for, what Octavia assumed, front legs and cuffs at the bottom at the other end for back legs.
Twilight followed her gaze. "That's a spanking bench. I actually made that myself from a tree that fell down in the Everfree Forest when I started getting into BDSM. Fluttershy had called me to investigate a strange noise that came from there, and I found this downed tree. I brought the trunk back with me after reporting to Fluttershy of what it was, and started carving it out."
She walked over and started walking around it with Octavia following. "Right here is where the pony bends over, and the dom secures the subs front hooves with these shackles here, and the back legs are secured to the stump here." She prodded the shackles sticking out of the log's end. "And if the sub is being especially naughty," Twilight giggled before continuing, "You can tighten their body down with this." She lifted up what looked like a cloth sling.
"This is draped over the pony, anchored here to these little nail heads, and magic is used to tighten the cloth, making the pony immobile."
Octavia blinked. "How long did it take you to make this?"
Twilight looked up. "This thing? Mmm, about 3 days. Usually every couple days, I upgrade it slightly to support another pony's wants and desires. One time, a pony wanted me to modify it so that little shards of wood would protrude, like coarse sandpaper. I quickly found out he was a masochist, but aren't we all a little bit in the world of BDSM." She rubbed her hoof along the smooth and polished surface of the bench before returning her gaze to Octavia. "Is there anything else you would like to know about in here? Like this," she patted the bench, "not everything here is mass produced. Some are original."
Octavia looked over to the bed. "I understand that that's a bed, but what's with all the chain?"
"That is known as a bondage bed. As you can see, there are many points at which you can attach bondage equipment, while also functioning as a real bed."
"Do you ever use it for normal sleeping?"
Twilight became slightly nervous. "Not really. I normally use it as a turn on for myself and act out my own scenes. Not even most of my bondage partners have seen this room."
Octavia moved close enough to whisper in Twilight's ear. "I could be the first you'll remember you brought back here."
Twilight gulped and a shiver made its way down her body. Could she really do this, with a good friend no less? Could she bring herself to reveal all her nasty tricks to Octavia, or vice-versa, as she was the one in dominatrix gear? She thought about it for a few more moments, and finally sighed in acceptance. "All right. I'll do it. But who's who?"
Octavia's eyes brightened slightly. "I'll be the Master, leaving you to be the Slave. Do you have a safeword or gesture picked out? Though for what I have planned, it won't help you much.
"Umm, I guess my safeword will be 'magic.' It fits and is easy to remember. Do you have any preparations to make beforehoof?"
"Indeed. Stand still," Octavia instructed as she pulled out a long strand of rope.
Octavia started by draping the rope over Twilight's neck and evening it out. Then, by remembering the diagrams in the book, she made three evenly spaced knots in the rope. She then pulled it between Twilight's legs and pulled it behind the rope around her neck. Twilight shivered and let out a small gasp as the rope brushed her slit. Octavia then brought each side of the rope through the small gaps between the knots she had made in the front of Twilight's body, brought each one back around, hooked them to each other, and brought back around again. She repeated this until Twilight had a full torso harness. Twilight tested it by walking around and twisting in certain positions.
"I got to hoof it to you, Octavia," she said appreciatively, "you did an excellent job at making this."
"I'm not done yet," Octavia replied, pulling a smaller set of rope out of the bag.
Twilight started to look nervous. "What kind of bondage do you plan on doing?"
Octavia undid the rope loop holding the whole thing together. "Strappado."
Twilight instantly knew what that was. She sighed in defeat, as she knew the sub didn't have any choice in the matter. She turned around and placed her hooves behind her back. She felt the restrictive leather of the monoglove cover her hooves and continue up her arms. When it reached her shoulders, Octavia pulled on the strings and tied them together to prevent escape. She then fastened a collar attached to the glove around Twilight's neck. Taking the grommet in the end of the glove, Octavia threaded the rope through and threw it over the pulley on the ceiling. She pulled on it, forcing Twilight's arms to pull up and for her to bend over. When Twilight was bent as far as Octavia wanted, she tied it off to one of the hooks on the wall and proceeded to the front. She took a spider gag from behind her and instructed Twilight to open. Twilight obliged, and felt the cold hard metal pushed behind her teeth and the small "spider legs" brushed her cheeks. Octavia strapped the gag in place and went to grab a few more things from the bag.
Twilight was now in a fully vulnerable position. Her front hooves were gloved and tied above her, she was harnessed, and had an open mouth gag in her mouth, meaning her dom could put anything in her mouth and she wouldn't be able to stop her. She felt something at her back legs and looked down. Octavia was snapping the clamps of the extendable spreader bar around Twilight's legs and forced them farther apart. When she was satisfied, she used a small hex key to tighten the bar so it couldn't be accidentally or purposefully retracted. Now for the main event to start.
As Twilight squirmed testing out the secureness on the bondage scene she was in, Octavia pulled out the lube and strap-on. She popped the top of the bottle and let lube run down the sides of the rubber penis. She used a hoof to spread the lube around, making sure no spots were missed. She knew what it felt like to be rutted by a dry shlong. Pleased with her work, she walked to the front, and Twilight looked up to her, drool already dripping from her open mouth.
"As of this moment, I am your master, and you are my slave. Anything I say, you will do immediately and without question. If you do not, you will be punished. Do you understand?" Octavia said, exuding an air of command. Twilight nodded, and a thick glob of saliva spilled out of her mouth and hit the floor. Octavia paid no attention to this. She roughly grabbed Twilight's mane and pulled it up so Twilight's mouth was at an even level with Octavia's dildo. She moved closer, feeling Twilight's heavy breathes on her crotch. At long last, the rubber of the dildo reached the gag, and passed through it smoothly.
Twilight immediately recognized the acidic taste of lubrication, but held back her urge to retch. She knew that if she did, Octavia -or rather, her master- would punish her. She let the strap-on slide back deep into her mouth and reach the back of her throat. As it hit the sensitive skin at the back of the throat, she couldn't hold back a gag as her body attempted to remove the foreign object. Octavia stopped and looked at her with dead eyes. Twilight immediately recognized that look and knew she was going to get a punishment. She closed her eyes tightly and waited for a spank or slap, or another easy form of pain. But she was confused when Octavia pulled the dildo partly out and started thrusting. Octavia figured her slave didn't need a punishment this time. Even Vinyl, the Ultimate Equestrian Dominatrix gagged every once in a while.
Octavia started thrusting her hips into Twilight's face, occasionally pushing her hips so far that her fur brushed Twilight's muzzle. The dildo passed smoothly through the gag, and Twilight continued to hold back her urge to retch, but it was becoming less frequent. It appeared her tongue was becoming numb, allowing easier access for the dildo to enter. Octavia suddenly stopped and pulled out of Twilight. Twilight took this moment to catch her breath as her Master stepped around her and back to the bag.
Twilight never imagined that another mare could be as cold and merciless as Octavia. But then again, she never thought Octi would dabble in this sort of thing. Her mind was a mess of questions and thoughts, but all was quickly wiped away as she felt something entering her from the back.
Octavia found what she was looking for. A small, independent remote-controlled vibrator, and a reasonably sized butt plug. She walked back over to Twilight and lifted her tail, thinking that she should have fastened that as well. She swiftly jammed the small vibrator inside Twilight's anus, causing the Slave to stiffen and squeal. Octavia gave her sub a sharp smack across the flank and the sub immediately quieted. She then slid the pre-lubricated butt plug in after the vibrator and, satisfied, brought out a small hoofheld device with a knob on it. She twisted the knob to the number 1.
Twilight's eyes rolled into her head as she felt the trapped vibrator start buzzing inside her rectum, unable to evacuate. She wanted to squirm, to push the device out of her, or even say the safe word. But with the gag on, saying anything would result in a punishment much more severe than a spank. Twilight could imagine herself in her bondage bed shackles on the foot board and pulled taut by chains as Octavia inserted three vibrators into her anus, and three into her vagina, plugging both holes, and turning on all devices.
Octavia returned and continued her pounding of Twilight's oral cavity. The Slave would occasionally make a small noise as she pulled out, but nothing more than that. She turned the knob on the remote to 2 and began thrusting faster. The Slave began to shiver from the immense pleasure radiated through her body from the trapped vibrator. Octavia then swiftly hilted the dildo in Twilight's mouth as far as it would go, cutting off the sub's air supply. Twilight tried to back out to get some air, but the ropes and rods were well fastened. The vibrator in her anus wasn't helping either; it made her want to gasp with lust, but the dildo down her throat prevented this.
Master finally pulled out a few seconds later, allowing Twilight to choke down as much of the sweet air as possible. She coughed and allowed a couple deep breaths. She looked up at Octavia, tongue sticking out past the gag, almost begging for more. The Master observed the Slave salivating at her hooves for a moment, and then turned the vibrator level to 2. Twilight shuddered violently as if she was experiencing a seizure, and then fell limply into her bonds. Octavia knelt down and picked up her captive's head by her mane so she was looking directly into her face. Twilight looked feebly back.
"Stand up, or I'll turn this device to 5 right now."
Twilight struggled to stand, trying to lean over just enough to avoid having the vibrator touch anything too sensitive. She felt the device shift slightly inside her, so she used careful motions until she was in her original standing position. She looked up as Octavia started speaking.
"Let's level up the kink, huh?" She had a fire blazing behind her eyes, and a wicked smile that Twilight had never seen before. She then left and headed to Twilight's kitchen. She looked through several cabinets, muttering to herself, "Where is it? I'm sure she has one," before she found what she was looking for: a funnel. She grabbed that and headed back to her bag, and began rooting through it. After several seconds, she produced a long flexible rubber tube, and proceeded to afix the tube on the slim end of the funnel.
Twilight was starting to get antsy. She could hear noises behind her, but her bonds wouldn't allow her to swivel to look. Plus, the vibrator was continuing to cause her minor distress, and she didn't want to risk it shifting inside her. All she could do was wait for Octavia to finish what she was doing. She risked communication with her captor. "Okhavia?" she attempted, momentarily forgetting the speech resistance of the gag. A sharp CRACK across her flank told her she should have stayed quiet. The sudden movement of Twilight's body caused the trapped vibrator to shift and rest on a sensitive section in Twilight's body. She gave a howling gasp as the sudden sensation drew an immediate orgasm from her.
Octavia quickly scootched between Twilight's legs with the funnel and tube device. She had attached some tape to the funnel edge and as Twilight rode out her first orgasm of the night, Octavia stuck the funnel over her slave's vaginal area and stuck the tube in her own mouth. As juices flowed from the captor into the funnel and down the tube, Octavia started sucking and drinking like a foal at nursing. As Twilight's orgasm subsided, Octavia got out from under her and removed the ring gag. Twilight stretched her tired jaw muscles and Octavia took the moment to shove a muzzle gag over her face, clamping her jaws shut and preventing speech completely. "With what's to come, you don't need to speak. Feel free to scream, if you can," Octavia whispered in the unicorn's ear and slipped a magic restraining collar around Twilight's neck. She took the remote and turned it to 5.
Twilight instantly felt the difference in vibration intensity in her anus. The strength was so intense, she screamed through her nose due to the fact of her mouth being held shut by the muzzle. Her body began to buck on its own as her body prepared for multiple orgasms, either simultaneously or rolling one after the other. And what did Octavia have taped over her vagina?
The Master rooted through the bag one last time and found what she was looking for. Why should the sub have all the fun and pleasure? She pulled an oddly shaped dildo from the bag and surveyed the bizarre piece. It was very knobbly all the way down to the tip and had a couple of tendrils sprouting out in various directions. The dildo also had a flared base, similar to a butt plug so it would stay in as long as the user desired. Paired with a vibration option, Octavia figured she had spent Vinyl's money well. She stood it up and positioned herself over the toy, heart pounding. She lowered herself slowly, feeling the tip start to separate her lips. Lowering herself a little quicker, knowing Twilight had to be nearing another climax, Octavia let her legs fly out from under her, causing her to bottom out on the dildo immediately. Her eyes rolled back as the knobs and tendrils teased her insides as she slid down its 12 inch length. After several seconds of recovering, she stood up gingerly, feeling the bulk of the dildo inside her, the flared end preventing escape. She slid back under Twilight, placing the tube back in her mouth, tasting the sweet nectar that Twilight was so unwillingly giving up.
Twilight was rocked by her second orgasm as she looked down and saw Octavia laying between her legs with a tube in her mouth. The tube went up and connected to her kitchen funnel, which in turn was taped to her crotch. She put two and two together and...got nothing as her mind was wiped clear of thought as pleasure swept over her. The vibrator had shifted again was buzzing against the soft tissue by her anal opening, but it was still blocked by the plug. Her body spasmed hard and she bucked reflexively, pulling the tube from Octavia's mouth as a torrent of fluid rushed out and splashed across her face.
The Master lay there for several seconds, thinking of what she could possibly do as a punishment equal to getting her Slave's juices on her face. She didn't have any more toys, but she could think of several she had left in Vinyl's room that would be perfect in this situation. The most she could do now would be to inflict physical harm to Twilight, but she was never into sadism. She could tie a pony up and leave them there for days, but guilt would make her check up on them on a regular basis. After coming up with no other options, she stuck the tube back in her mouth and shifted the funnel out of the way so she could tickle Twilight's clit. There was a small whimper and then a cacophany of clinks as the locks on the door slammed to the unlocked position and opened to reveal Vinyl Scratch.
In2 Books Epilogue
Vinyl paced back and forth, not really sure what to say or think. After seeing the posh Octavia with a tube in her mouth, sucking the vaginal juices from a tied-up Twilight while pounding herself with an Ultimate Griffon Breaker Dildo, she was a little shaken.
After she had seen the bondage scene in Twilight's secret room, she had backed out and ran back home, slammed her door shut, and locked herself inside. An hour later, she had heard Octavia come home. The shower had started up, and turned off not long after, followed by a knock at her door.
"Vinyl, are you alright?" came Octavia's familiar soft voice.
How could she be alright? She had just seen her own roommate performing an act on Twilight that Twilight herself had made quite clear that she would never do with Vinyl. So what made it right that Octavia could do it without restrictions?
It was a couple hours later that Vinyl decided to confront her roommate. She undid the deadbolt and quietly opened the door. She looked across the hall and into Octi's room. She could see Octi's legs hanging off the side of the bed. She tentatively walked into Octavia's room and stood next to the bed, waiting for her roommate to acknowledge her. There was an uncomfortable silence for several minutes until Octavia spoke up.
"Am I a monster?" she asked quietly. Her eyes were tinted red from crying, and her coat was mussed up. She was wearing her robe and, from a small flap opening, she wasn't wearing the dominatrix gear.
"A monster?" Vinyl queried.
Octavia nodded, sniffling. "I stole all your bondage gear, sneaked out of the house, and fucked your friend, all because of a dream I had."
Vinyl moved next to her and pulled her into a hug. "It doesn't make you a monster. Anypony can agree that it wasn't right to steal. You could have just asked; I would have given it to you." The Earth pony chuckled, and Vinyl noticed a bag on the floor. "What's in there?"
"It's all your bondage stuff. I took it off after I let Twilight go."
The bondage scene flashed through Vinyl's mind, but she pushed it away. A slightly personal question flashed through her mind next that might melt the tension and uncomfortable silence. “So, how was using the dildo?”
Octavia’s head whipped around so fast that some of her hair landed in her mouth. After spitting it out, she sputtered, “What? What dildo?”
“The one you were using on yourself while under Twilight. It’s formally called the Ultimate Griffon Breaker Dildo. Apparently, the sensation is different for each user, so I was curious what it was like for you.”
“Well, uh,” Octavia muttered, face flushing red. “It was larger than the one you used on me, but smoother. And, it kind of tickled when it was inside. Um, it also seems to know all the places to touch at the right moments.” Her face flushed an even deeper shade of red. “I really liked it. In fact, if I had one myself, I'd use it every night.”
Vinyl grinned. “I thought you might have. It has a perfect score on the site I bought it from, and figured I’d buy two, just in case this sort of thing happened.”
Octavia looked questioningly at her. “What do you mean ‘in case this sort of thing happened?’”
“It means,” Vinyl said, rummaging through the bag on the floor, “that you can have this for yourself.” She pulled the knobby purple dildo out of the bag, small tentacles still squirming. “I already have one for my personal use and, seeing as you don’t know how to properly clean sex toys, I really don’t want to try using this one.”
“But,” Octavia interjected, “if you already have two of these, then what did I buy?”
The unicorn shrugged. “A simple dildo. The Unicorn Wrecker isn’t that impressive. The Griffon Breaker is the most advanced toy on the market, but I heard the company is coming out with another, more advanced one. I think they were going to call it the Alicorn Stimulator, claiming it can bring even the Princesses of Equestria to their knees.” She turned to look out the window. “It seems so long ago that I bought my first sex toy, but it was only a year ago. And now, I’m the biggest fan of BDSM ever, and my toy collection rivals Twilight’s book collection. Not to mention, I’ve mastered all the sex positions, and conquered the biggest, meanest, gnarliest dildos out there.”
“So, can’t be much more for you to do, if you claim everything you just said to be true,” Octavia remarked hollowly.
Vinyl’s eyes sparkled. “Well, there is one thing I haven’t tried, but always wanted to do.”
Octavia snorted. “Oh, what’s that? A threesome?”
Author's Note
Sorry for the five month hiatus. Now, it's finally done. I don't think I'm going to do the finale story in this series due to lack of motivation and real life problems. But I might get around to it someday. I hope you all enjoyed this bondage series. Comments are highly appreciated.
