Hypnotic melody

Lyra and Bonbon made their way back to their house with Vinyl and Octavia in tow, Octavia was still blushing brightly from lunch, the fact that Vinyl was making suggestive faces and remarks the entire trip didn’t help. The home Lyra and Bonbon owned turned out to be a townhouse duplex, Octavia briefly wondered why the two hadn’t mentioned this before, as they could possibly move in next door until she saw the other ponies already living there. Bonbon waved to the others, exchanging some chit chat before going in, Lyra explained that she and Bonbon owned the building and rented out the other half, she also helpfully pointed out how good the soundproofing was, Octavia found she could blush harder.

Inside the house felt cozy, all the furniture was made of soft dark fabric, the walls were painted in earthy tones, and a magically powered fireplace completed the room. Bonbon entered the room making Octavia shift nervously, she knew where they wanted things to go, the problem was did she want to?

“Lyra go fetch us three ciders, and no you can’t have one you’ve had enough sugar today.” Bonbon said in a stern voice.

“Awwwww…” Lyra replied in a mock dejected manner.

“Uh, are we talking cider cider or special cider?” Vinyl asked with a tilt of her head.

“The special kind.”

“Ya make that just two special and one regular, Tavi can’t hold her liquor all that well, cider might not be much but I’d rather her not be fuzzy tonight.”

“Fair point.” Bonbon nodded.

Octavia gave Vinyl a glare, since when did she get to say what she could and couldn’t do? Actually, now that she thought about it, Vinyl did seem to take the lead rather often.

“I know that look Tavi, tell me would you rather have a few drinks and maybe regret a choice you make in the morning, or would you rather have a clear head for tonight?”

Octavia sighed. “No your right, like always it seems. Tell me again why you are so good at that?”

Vinyl just giggled. “It’s, not some big mystery, it’s just thinking about you first.”

Octavia blushed again at Vinyl’s words, somehow the white unicorn could almost make her do that on command. Lyra returned with three ciders and water for herself floating in her magic, she passed one cider to Vinyl, Bonbon, and Octavia who each took a quick drink.

“So,” Vinyl said setting down her drink. “We should continue the conversation we started at lunch.”

Octavia didn’t say anything, she just made little circles with her hooves not looking at any of the other ponies in the room.

“I’ll be blunt Tavi, I want you to be my sub, but it’s not something I can force on you.”

Octavia chucked. “Not like how you forced me to do things with that music of yours?”

Vinyl scratched the back of her head. “Ok, I deserved that one, but it’s not like I was going to keep you like that.”

“I’m curious,” Bonbon started taking a sip of her drink. “What was your plan for all this?”

“If nothing else,” Vinyl began. “Me and Tavi would part ways after I brought her off the music, she’d go on to have a more fulfilling career that wasn’t killing her, and I’d move to Manehatten, there are a lot of clubs here after all.”

“That would have been it?” Octavia asked, a little surprised. “All that and you would have just let me go if I wanted?”

Vinyl nodded. “I never wanted to control you, the music was a last resort.”

Octavia went quiet for several moments, eventually, she looked up and met Vinel’s eyes. At that moment all the time the two spent together flashed in those eyes, even if she had gone about things in an unsavory manner, she still did so with the best of intentions. Thinking back there were both good and bad times in there unusual ‘relationship’, but good times far outweighed the bad. All the times Vinyl had been there for her after a hard day at the orchestra, all the effort she went through to get her out of said place when Octavia couldn’t see how much she was harming her self, despite the way she did it. And just all of the little day to day things she did for her, that showed that she cared in one way or another.

Octavia was nervous about all this to be sure, but somehow she knew that Vinyl would never hurt her, even during the two weeks she had been completely under the unicorns control Vinyl had never once hurt her, sure she had been a bit rough in bed once in a while, but she had never hurt the cellist.

“I’m not sure what all is involved with… whatever you call all this you want between us,” Octavia said nervously. “But I feel I’d be willing to find out.”

Vinyl got a huge grin on her face, draping her foreleg around Octavia, Vinyl pulled her close kissing her on the forehead.

“I’d like that Tavi, I should tell you, this always has to be something you choose to do, if you ever feel uncomfortable you let me know, and if you ever want to back out you can tell me, you should never feel forced into this.”

Octavia gave a deadpan glair. “Like how you forced me to quit the orchestra?”

Vinyl gave a nervous chuckle. “Well that was different, and not really related to this whole thing, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t hopeful this might be the end result.”

“Still Vinyl,” Bonbon added in. “You very lucky she forgave you, outright controlling her like that was more than a little low.”

“You remember how Lyra told you it was, and Octavia couldn’t see what was happening to her.” Vinyl objected.

Bonbon waved off Vinyl's defense. “Water under the bridge between you and me, that whole thing was between you two anyway. Now I believe we have other ‘business’ to attend to, yes?”

Vinyl nodded before lighting her horn, she used her magic to pull out a long polished wooden box, inside was a midnight black collar. The outside of the collar was muted rather then refective material with an intricate lace pattern stenciled into the material, the center had a fabric hook that Octavia knew from years of experience with formal evening wear was meant to attach a bow. The inside of the collar was so soft Octavia was almost sure was silk, She eyed the pice with some level of trepidation, she looked back to Vinyl then back at the collar.

“So you want me to ware this then?” Octavia questioned.

“Yes, it means you belong to me, for as long as you choose to wear it.”

Octavia paused for a moment. “What about if I need to wash?”

All three other mares chuckled.

“It’s not exactly an all or nothing thing Tavi, yes you can take it off if you need to.”

Octavia took a deep breath before leaning into Vinyl’s shoulder. “Alright.”

The collar quietly levitated around Octavia’s neck, it wrapped snugly fitting without being too tight. Octavia heard the click of a lock behind her as the collar was secured, a shiver ran down her spine. Vinyl leaned in and kissed Octavia on her neck just below the collar, adding a little nibble Octavia let out a quiet moan. The two remained in their own little world until Vinyl leaned back and kissed Octavia on the lips, the kiss lasted for a moment, but far too short for the two. As they broke apart Octavia seemed to remember that they were not alone, blushing she glanced over to the other two in the room, both of whom had wide horseapple eating grins.

“Aww kinda reminds you of when we first got together mistress,” Lyra said from her position at Bonbon’s side on the couch.

Octavia buried her face into Vinyl’s neck, hoping to hide her embarrassment. Vinyl just chuckled as she placed a hoof around her back.

“Its ok Tavi, those two enjoy watching every now and then,” Vinyl leaned in closer and whispered. “And sometimes they like to join in.”

Octavia felt her heart race faster, was Vinyl actually suggesting what she thought she was?

“Mistress Vi, may I?”

Octavia felt Vinyl nod, she could hear Lyra getting off the couch across from them and make their way over to them.

“Hey remember what we said before, the three of us wouldn’t do anything you aren’t comfortable with. I was where you are once, everything seemed scary at first, but once you get adjusted things get a lot more fun.”

Octavia nodded, lifting her hoof to feel the collar around her neck, it gave Octavia a strange sort of calm wearing it.

“Well if your new pet feels ok with it, why don’t we have a little bit of fun, or at least show her what she can expect to enjoy.” Bonbon suggested.

Vinyl lifted Octavia’s head, forcing their eyes to meet.

“What do you think? Feel like getting a privet show?”

Octavia swallowed, on one hoof she had no idea what she was getting in to, on the other she had willingly signed up for this.

“You won’t get too carried away?” Octavia asked sheepishly?

“Promis.” Vinyl said kissing Octava on the forehead again.

“Alright then.”