The usual cheeky deejay was sitting at her computer, uploading such 'lewd' images onto it. Though when she'd spot Octavia, her beloved and darling girlfriend enter the room; she couldn't help but smirk and give her that craft and playful look that she usually did, when she wanted something. "Hey, you.~" She spoke out.
When Octavia caught sight of that gaze, she'd narrow her eyes and speak up. "What are you doing, Vinyl? I don't like that look you're giving me..." The classical-loving female would say, moving closer toward her and peering down toward the screen, looking slightly shocked when she caught sight of what Vinyl was doing.
Vinyl slowly smirks. "What? You can't see your face and I photoshopped out your cutie mark." She'd tease, giving Octavia that curious yet confident look she always did.
Naturally the classy teenager would complain about such a thing, she didn't feel comfortable with Vinyl uploading anything sexual of her. Yet Octavia blushed deeply and furthered her complaint. "Why... why would you do that Vinyl?!"
Of course the cocky Vinyl would shrug her shoulders, before replying. "I dunno. It's not my fault you're such a slut.~" She was clearly in a dominant mood today.
Octavia simply pouted. "What do you mean... i'm not a slut, Vinyl! You just make me... look like one, when i'm not!" The classical girl would turn to her side, folding her arms. It was going to take some bribes from Vinyl, to win her over from saying such words.
The cocky deejay would pull Octavia into her lap, turning the screen to show her the comments. "Oh? They particularly liked this one." She pointed to a picture of her being bounced upon the dick of some random monster; back from their time of roleplaying in the bedroom.
As Octavia was pulled back, onto that lap, she released a slight whine and when her eyes caught sight of the screen... her jaw dropped open. "...V-Vinyl?!"
Vinyl waggled her eyebrows suggestively. "Think they'd like it if I uploaded the audio too? You always did like performing for people."
Octavia turned her head away, face flushed pure red and she'd grumble. "...Vinyl, you... you really are a bitch and you know how much I hate saying that!"
The deejay simply leaned in and started kissing along Octavia's jaw. "You know you like it." She teased, wrapping her arms around the girls midsection. "Some of them even want a little webcam show. What do you think?"
Naturally the classical girl would raise an eye, feeling the touching and the kissing too. "Are you serious? They want a webcam show?" Octavia asked, looking between Vinyl and the computer screen. "...I can't believe this." She'd huff, feeling her face blushing a deeper red than before.
Vinyl once again nodded. "Yeah. They're even willing to pay for it. Hell, you're a pretty fine piece of ass, 'Tavia. I've been telling you that for years." The deejay would squeeze her playfully.
As Octavia looked back at her, she seemed alittle worried. "I know that, I believe you Vinyl... but you know how I feel about... well... others watching and... they're paying for this, really?"
The naughty Vinyl would shrug lightly. It was still possible this was some incredibly elaborate ruse. But she wasn't telling if it was. "I dunno about that. You seemed to enjoy it when I made you flash all those people, made you cum with all those eyes on you in front of that window..." Another time, when Vinly had embarrassed the poor girl.
Octavia would sigh deeply, dropping her head forward and face into both palms. "Oh god... what have I become." Shaking her head alittle. "I was suppose to be prim and be the proper lady and... do everything grandmother wanted me to do and now... i'm partaking in webcamera shows with my girlfriend... naked."
The deejay leaned forward slightly, deciding to poke her upon her toned tummy. "No one knows it's you. Besides, you don't have to do anything. I just thought you found it hot. Fuck knows I do."
Poor Octavia would raise her head, looking back toward Vinyl again. "I do find it hot, Vinyl... especially when it's with you. You've turned me into some... closet pervert or something!"
Vinyl raised a hand, placing her index finger on the girls lips to silence her. "A slut. You're a slut. Say it." She then pulled her finger back, allowing the classical girl to repeat those words.
Taking a moment to pause, clearly thinking it over. Octavia would then sigh deeply and paused for a moment longer, then giving Vinyl that deadpan and defeated look before finally coming out and saying what the deejay had been obviously waiting for "...I'm a slut."
Vinyl grinned like the cat that got the cream. "Damn straight you are." She moved in, kissing her softly. "Now here's what I want you to do. Go take a shower. Shave your pussy good and smooth, gotta make a good first impression. Don't bother getting dressed. Doll yourself up nice like one of those high class girls and come back in here wearing nothing but a smile."
Octavia would gently slip from that lap and sighed once again, much more deeply this time. "...Fine, but you owe me dinner for this... and at that expensive place, like last time." Octavia would state, narrowing her eyes at her - moving off into the next room, so she could begin removing her clothes and getting herself ready for a shower.
The moment Octavia left, Vinyl was typing away loudly on her computer, closing the curtains for once to make sure no one would be looking in from the outside. "Sure, sure. Money's good lately. I'll wear a dress and everything." She hated wearing dresses, so it was quite a concession on her part. She herself was dressed in rather casual clothes. The sort of thing that could easily be worn by any old person. She tied her hair back, which had recently grown just long enough to do so and sat down. Turning to look into the room Octavia was in. Laying out two masks. A larger, completely blank one for herself. Totally covering her face since she'd be the only one being full on the camera. Another for Octavia that was smaller. One of those ornate, classy party masks that covered the eyes. Gold and silver.
Octavia turned the shower on, after undressing. No doubt Vinyl could hear the shower running, when it was turned on; she'd slip inside the running water, carrying her little razor and some foam to help. Humming lightly to herself, she'd start tending to her little garden; cutting back the grass, dulling the length of those hedgies and soon it would be completely clean. Making sure to check, she was done grooming herself and when she finished, she'd take the rest of her shower. "Bitch... can't believe shes making me do this..." When she was finished showering, she'd exit and dry herself off with a nearby towel. Sitting down at her little dresser, she'd fold her legs and begin applying some makeup.
Running some purple lipstick across her lips, smearing them on perfectly and even fake kissing to get them to set properly. "Mmn.~" Then she'd apply some liner and mascara to help her eyes to stand out, besides that, she didnt' apply anything else; she didn't need too. Even her mother said, she had a natural beauty to would be ruined with too much makeup. After finishing, she'd waltz back into the room, smiling toward her beloved lover. "Finished.~" Showing off that smooth, gorgeous little triangle betweem her legs.
Before Octavia had re-entered the room, the deejay had already put her mask on at this point. It was a novelty for her. She had never done anything like this before. Her eyes wandered over the form of her girlfriend as she showed off. She had done a rather good job of dolling herself up. It wasn't a surprise, she knew Octavia knew high class like no other. Parting her legs a little to make it easier for the girl to shuffle between and sit on, she patted one knee. "Put the little mask on and take a seat. Don't worry, I'll position the camera to hide your cutie mark. Don't want anyone finding out Octavia Melody is a slut, hmm?" She grinned. Of course, she hadn't turned the camera on yet. So the saying of her full name had no consequences. "Oh, and the neighbors are all out. So feel free to get loud."
The snooty teenager would smirk when she heard that. "Oh, they are - are they?" Octavia would reply, moving over to take a seat on Vinyl after picking up the mask, looking over it and placing it over her face and making sure it would sit on, nice and tight. "Alright, the mask is on... and here I am, sitting in my gorgeous girlfriends lap... I still can't believe you're making me do this, Vinyl dear." Octavia would shiver, feeling alittle nervous already. "Alright... I suppose... ready whenever you are."
Once again Vinyl would wrap her arm around her lover. Corresponding with whatever side she had chosen to sit. Her hand placed upon the classy girls hip. Primarily to cover up the cutie mark as she had promised, but also to depict a certain sense of ownership and dominance over her. "Sure, sure." With her free hand she took the mouse and clicked to start the stream. Very much private. Lots of reaction from the viewers, various lewd comments. The camera had been mostly focused upon their bodies. But their masked faces were in view too. Some of them asking for Vinyl to move her hand, which she of course made clear she wouldn't. "So many people, all looking at you, dear. Don't you feel like a good little slut?"
Octavia could feel her body shiver, her heart beating faster and with a gentle nod she would watch as Vinyl engaged the camera, switching it on. "A-Alright." Chewing her bottom lip for a moment, she let her eyes fall onto the screen and see those usernames respond to what they were seeing; both her and Vinyl. Even the hand was covering her cutie mark, made her feel somewhat secure. Especially when people had asked to see her cutie-mark, those dirty fuckers. "Yeah... I feel like a good little slut, mhm.~" Octavia would try and say with a sultry and interested voice.
If anything Vinyl was above all else protective of her girlfriend, if nothing else. Having set it up before hand, they were even receiving donations. All because of how interested they were in Octavia's body. It would appear Vinyl wasn't alone in her attraction to the girl. Shifting their position a little so the cutie mark wasn't in the camera frame any more, she started running her hand up Octavia's stomach. "I don't think they believe you. But you'll show them soon enough." By the time she had trailed northwards, her fingers were rubbing against Octavia's purple tinted lips, encouraging her to suck on the ring and middle fingers that were being offered. Messages streamed in as this happened. Various people talking about what they wanted to do to her, seeking requests and even asking for private viewings or meet ups for some rather ridiculous amounts of money. She pulled her fingers back. "Oh wow. It seems they really, really, really like you."
The embarrassed snooty teen shivered intensely against her lovers form, her heart was still racing. "Ahuh.~" Octavia played along as best she could, even when she felt Vinyl's fingers scrolling up her body - seeking further and further upward and now poking against her lips, she'd pause for a moment and gently open her mouth. Allowing now, those purple painted lips to part for those fingers to go in and allow her to suckle upon them. Whimpering in almost disappointment, she watch as Vinyl drew those fingers away from her face, from those lips and she'd pout playfully - eyes scanning over the screen, reading some of the comments for herself; they were quite interesting and the amounts of money these people were willing to part with, was ridiculous. "Yes, it appears they do like my body... I do take awful good care of myself, however.~" She'd giggle alittle, smirking.
Vinyl reached down with her hand, squeezing at Octavia's tits. Cupping them one after the other, kneading them with care and occasionally tugging on her nipples. "Yes, you do." She glanced at the screen briefly. "Sorry, fella's. She's a slut, not a whore. My slut. Monsters don't count as cheating, but other people...Well. You can look, but not touch." She smirked, tugging Octavia to sit her firmly in her lap, facing her directly at the screen now. "You belong to me~" She purred into the girls ear. "Let's show off my property. Spread 'em." She patted the girls thighs, tracing her fingers up and along the inside if and when they parted. Giving a perfect view of her tight cunt to the screen. No longer needing to cover the mark, one hand went up to continue teasing Tavia's tits while the other moved to rub between her legs.
Sweet little Octavia would groan out gently, when she felt that hand of Vinyls, touch and grasp at her breast. "Mmmaah..." That sultry, english-like accent sending pleasurable moans off into the air; it was when she was made to sit properly in the others lap, that she would face the screen, swallowing gently. "Okay..." Octavia would reply to Vinyl's command, and thus spread her legs nice and wide and reveal that tender, splendid little gardent to all those watching via the webcam. "Goodness..." She'd meep out quietly, feeling Vinyl's hand again grasping at her breast, causing many a-moan aswel as that hand that was sinking further, lower and now rubbing over her delightful little pink slit; which was located between those dull-grey thighs. "A-Aaaah..." More sweet moans escaped her lips, looking like the piece of property Vinyl wanted her to be. "Is this better... mistress?" Octavia played out with words, hoping to please the deejay.
Being the tease she always was, Vinyl gave the occasional soft kiss to neck, cheek and jaw line of her pet. Lavishing her with affection and attention as she continued to molest her for the viewing pleasure of everyone watching. Circling her clit with the tip of her middle finger. It was a good thing she had actually trimmed her nails for once, instead of just biting them as she usually did. Most likely another thing she usually got complained at over. The two fingers that were suppose to have been previously suckled upon, were sliding slowly into the tight, wet pussy that had been waiting for her. "Mhmm. That's very good, slut. You like being a porn star, don't you?" Apparently their audience enjoyed it, as the casual dirty talking between the two was getting them rated higher. She began pumping her fingers in and out of Octavia, tilting them to press up against the more sensitive areas inside.
Octavia couldn't help but release soft, yelping moans as she felt Vinyl kiss and caress along her flesh, her cheek jaw and neck. It felt wonderful and made her body dance with excitement, aswel as those watching via the internet too. This wasn't something that Octavia saw herself doing, but yet, here she was; on Vinyl's lap and being toyed with for other peoples amusement. Soft gasps escaped her lips still, when she felt that finger rub against her love button, rubbing in soft and slow circles which was driving her crazy. This was causing her legs to shiver, tense up alittle and when those very same fingers - inserted up inside her drooling pussy, she'd squeal gently and arch herself back against Vinyl. "O-Oooh... shit!" The normal prim-speaking girl now cussing, reacting to the fingers inside her love tunnel; which of course, were rubbing against her sensitive of areas. "Uuuagh... y-yes... I love being a porn star, mistress!" Octavia replied once more, eyes weak and yet still, watching the words pop up on screen.
That naughty tongue of Vinyls, licked over the rim of the prim and proper girls ear. Teasing her, not so much fucking her. Although that would certainly come soon enough. The swearing caught her a little off guard, but she didn't show it. "Oh wow, that was new. I think they like it though. Let's see if we can get you to do that..." She paused briefly. Going from teasing, all the way up to much rougher finger fucking her. From a small amount of pleasure, cranking the dial up to eleven. "Again~" She finally finished her sentence, hooking her legs under Octavia's to keep them spread wide. The camera mostly on her body but also showing her face, enough to let people see her expressions. "I think we're going to have to do this sort of thing more often. It's a MUCH better way of making money than that boring shit you usually do." Of course, she was careful not to name her profession.
The very moment that Octavia felt her ear being licked, it would send shivers shooting throughout her entire body, even making her tense up yet again, like before. "Hnnnaaah... my ear!" Octavia called out, being careful not to name any names of course. Listening now to what the cheeky girl had said, making her do something again, what was she talking about? However that suddenly came clear, when she felt those fingers jam furthermore up inside her, causing the prim and proper girl to whimper out with sucj cute, slutty moans. "Aaah! AAAAHN! F-FUCK!" Octavia quickly yammered out, it didn't take much to make her use the really naughty words; which must have been bliss for Vinyl, as she rarely heard them being used. The classical girl tried to close her legs from the overdose of sudden pleasure, but she couldn't due to Vinyl's legs preventing her from doing so. "S-Shut up... it's... it's... a good job!" Octavia whimpered, complaining about Vinyls use of words to her daytime profession.
Vinyl apparently took that as a challenge to try harder. "Oh? What's that? Are you challenging my authority? You'd better apologize quick. Good sluts don't question their Mistress!" She placed her chin upon Octavia's shoulder, eyes peering down at the monitor as she labored to make her pet cum as quickly as she could. "If you're gonna get some donations in, you'll want to do it quick. She ain't gonna last much longer I can tell you that much. It's gonna be pretty big.~"
The edging Octavia heard what Vinyl said, making her heart beat all the faster - as she could feel her body panting and twisting around within her lovers lap. Those words, they ate at her. Making her feel worthless and putting her back into the submissive seat once again, especially when she heard Vinyl coax her about apologizing. "I-I'm sorry... mistress... I didn't mean... it... hnnnnnaaah!" Octavia mumbled out, closing her eyes as she was on the brink of exploding with a powerful orgasm. "I-I can't... i'm gonna come!" The classy girl announced, letting Vinyl take full reins of the situation.
The newly titled mistress, Vinyl, would tease and tug at her nipples, wanting to make her squeal and moan as loudly as she possibly could. All told, Vinyl herself was drenched. She was totally going to go and get off, but only after the session was over. "Told you." She said simply but confidently. She placed a single kiss on Octavia's cheek, speaking just loudly enough for it to be picked up by the microphone. "That's much better. You may cum. But make sure it's nice and loud, lots of swear words." It seemed she had learned to talk at least somewhat properly from listening to Octavia. Wanting to make a good, professional show of it.
At this very moment, poor little Octavia was on the very brink of exploding, she couldn't take it anymore. Listening to Vinyl's naughty words, those taunts and touches - listening to her talk to the audience that was watching too. She couldn't handle it and soon, she'd feel herself exploding outward with a powerful orgasm. "OOOOOAH! FU-FUCK... I-I'm comming... I'm.... hnnnnnnnnaagh... oh fuck, hnnnaaayeah!" Octavia would release such a lewd moan, filled with cursing words and twisted her body around as much as she could, given the situation. Her pussy oozed, sprayed with such a plentiful amount of quim and girl-cum that she made a fountain of a display right for those that were watching.
"I-I can't... I... so much!" She'd squealed out delightfully, shaking her entire body until her orgasm finished; after riding it out completely, whimpering... settling down and then humming lightly as between her legs; had become completely drenched, lewd honey-liquids dribbling down between her spread legs... soaking the lap of poor Vinyl. "A-Aaaah... I can't feel my legs.... m-mistress..." Octavia added, hoping to add alittle more spice to finished dish the audience had just watched.
Naughty Vinyl continued her lewd work, holding her lover close as she felt her finally hit her climax. She didn't stop even then. Determined to allow her to ride it out to the very end. "There you go, come on." She urged her on, remarkably supportive considering what she had been doing before. Apparently not minding the fact that her pants were being soaked. These weren't anywhere near being her 'good' pants anyway. She held her tight, while still allowing for her to wriggle and writhe for the viewing pleasure of their audience. When she felt the climax ending, she smirked at the submissive whimpering of her partner. "There ya go, that was worth it, hmm?" She pressed the tips of her soaked fingers to Octavia's lips, letting her taste herself. "Now be a good girl and clean your mistress off." While she left Octavia to that, she used her free hand to move the cursor towards the button to stop the stream. "That's all, guys. Hope you enjoyed. But I've gotta go clean this slut off. See ya~" She
Poor Octavia shivered and panted gently, still coming down from her afterglow. Looking over toward Vinyl, she'd smile weakly and lean inwards, to give her a gentle kiss before turning to wrap her lips around those fingers; giving them a nice, long suckle and using her tongue to clear off her juices, tasting that sweet sauce that she, herself owned. Once completely, she'd pull her lips from those fingers with a lewd pop, and lick her lips. "Mmmn... i'm just glad you had fun, you naughty girl." Octavia teased, yawning, clearly exhausted now.
For the moment now, Vinyl would hold her close, basking in the after glow of what they had just done. "I had my fun? You know you enjoyed it too, don't try and deny it." The smirk she had been sporting died pretty quickly after that however. "...You're not actually going to make me wear a dress, are you?" She questioned, in relation to their deal.
When Octavia heard this, she couldn't help but giggle alittle; even chuckle slightly in a self-sadistic way. "Perhaps I should, after what you made me do... even if it was delightful.~" She'd tease, nudging back against Vinyl as she'd bring herself in for a deep, passionate kiss.
"We'll see... i'll be ready for you Octi.~" Vinyl smirked in return, connecting that kiss - which they'd both enjoy, taking it back to the bed, to enjoy some snuggling until they’d fall asleep within each other’s arms.
