Author's Note

Fair warning, this chapter has a few triggers that are not mentioned before. This chapter contains the following:

Sex toys
Non-sexual punishment
Teasing
Three-way
FemaleXFemale oral sex
Lies on top of lies
Jiggle jiggle strip tease
A girl taking it from both ends.
Sex Sandwich? I don't know what it's called. It's when a girl fucks another girl with a strap-on and then that girl gets fucked.
Licking the cum off of a girls face/butt. It may seem like it, but there no rimming.
A Hand Job
A pizza guy seeing boobs and that's it.
And Vinyl is only mentioned. I know exactly one person I made up for this joke hates her, so this time I only mention her.

Chapter 2

What the fuck happened to me? My head is killing me, I can barely see, and I can’t move my hands. Okay, think Ocean. You’ve been having sex with Octavia like crazy, even trying to figure out the rules to that phrase. Maybe you fucked yourself into a coma? No, that can’t be it. I remember going to that party. Maybe Vinyl found out what you were doing a kicked your ass into next week. No wait, she did find out and promised to keep my secret if she could join in every now and again. Did someone find out, call the police, and they tased you? No, you where careful. Vinyl finding out was a fluke, but you were extra careful after that.

Wait is that? Moaning?

I think it’s starting to come back to me, well kind of. I remember going to the party with Octavia, hanging out with friends, and the last thing I remember is seeing…fuck.

“Tell me how much you love this you slut!” Trixie said.

“I love this so much!” Octavia said. “Fuck me more. I need more.”

My vision is coming back. All I see is a dresser and wall. Trixie must have drugged one of my drinks at the party, took me back to her house, and tied me up facing a wall. She’s probably punishing me for not holding up my end of our deal.

“Don’t you love this strap-on? Tell me this is the best fucking you've ever had.”

“FUCK! It’s so fucking good. Please fuck me harder.”

“Trixie?” I said. The sounds stopped as, I assume, the two girls looked at me.

“Well, well, well, look who’s up,” Trixie said as the sounds of Octavia’s moans started again. “Enjoy your little cat nap?”

“Come on, Trixie. Is this really appropriate? Do I really have to be here for this?”

“This is what you get for telling no one. You have to sit there and listen to me fuck Octavia silly. Speaking of which, how is it slut?”

“FUCK!”

“I held up my end of the bargain and told Vinyl, I just didn’t think she would keep it a secret.”

“Then why didn’t you tell everyone else after?”

“I was seeing how far I could take it. People were bound to ask questions and I wanted to give them an answer.”

“Or you were planning to keep her all for yourself, now keep quiet. I’m filming this and I’m trying to humiliate her not you.”

I started to wonder how I was going to get out of this situation. It’s not so much as having to listen to Octavia getting railed, that part I liked. It’s the fact that I can’t even undo my pants. I’m so hard right now and what I wouldn’t give to touch myself right now.

As if some god heard my thoughts, Trixie’s home phone started to ring.

“Oh, that must be the invite to the Canterlot Talent Show. Get off of me, slut.”

“No!” Octavia said with a worried tone. “I need more, just please let it go to voice mail.”

“I said get off, slut.”

The sounds of Octavia bouncing on Trixie’s lap stopped. Trixie left the room and I was alone with a hypnotized Octavia. Maybe there’s something I can say to her to get her to untie me or at least let my dick breathe.

“Octavia, I know you’re hypnotized, but I need you to listen to me. I-”

Octavia started to untie me as I was talking, which confused me.

“What are you doing? Didn’t she use her trigger phrase on you to enslave you?”

“That’s what she thinks, but I snapped out of it a long time ago.”

“When?” I asked, worrying what she was about to say.

“Since Vinyl called me the first time we had sex.”

“Wait, so when you invited me over to study and we ended up fucking all day, you were not under hypnosis?”

“No, that was all me.”

“And the titjob in the movie theater?”

“Then too.”

“And when Vinyl ate you while I fucked her?”

“That was one of my favorites.”

“Why? Why didn’t you tell me and why did you do all of that with me?”

“When I snapped out of it, I started to remember everything that happened to me. All the guys I blew, how many times I pleasured myself, and how great it felt to be filled. I was happy being a little slut. The reason I did all those things with you was because you cared for me. You tried to make sure no one found out and kept my dignity intact. It was the least I could do to thank you. There, is that better?”

The fabric that held my hands behind my back fell and my hands were free. I stood up and turned around to get a look at my savior. My completely naked savior. And now my naked savior is on her knees, quickly working to free my dick from its prison.

“Eager aren’t you,” I said as her fingers worked.

“Look, I’m the most horny I’ve been in a long time and I have two phallic objects in the room at the same time. Plus I need something to suck and you taste better than a rubber penis.”

“Even when it’s covered in your own juices?”

“Do you like the taste of your own semen?” She said as she started stroking my newly freed dick.

“Can’t say I’ve ever tried it and I don’t want that to change today, so you have a point.”

Octavia smiled and kissed my tip, getting a taste of my pre-cum as a bonus. She hummed in stratification as if she tasted her favorite ice cream flavor. Octavia had a bit of a ritual when it came to sucking dick. First, she gently kisses and licks the length while softly massaging the balls. Once she is satisfied, she opens her mouth and takes in the head. She gives the head some special attention, making sure to tickle all the right places. After a few minutes, she starts to take in the length until it’s all in. Once she knows she can get all the way down, she adds in a hand and starts to pick up the pace.

I smiled as she looked up at me with her violet eyes. In those eyes, you can tell she was enjoying it. Until today, I had always thought it was just part of her hypnosis. Now that I know she is actually enjoying it, my brain began to ask another question: was she happy to be sucking any dick or happy with me? She did say she was happy being horny, which means any dick would do, but she also said she liked doing it with me because she trusted me.

There were a few groans as she brought me pleasure, and moans on her end as her fingers brought her pleasure. I guess Trixie really did a number on her libido by abruptly stopping their fuck session. The thought of the two of them going at it made me hornier. Their two naked breasts rubbing against each other as Trixie fucks her with a strap-on. Trixie’s nipples touching Octavia’s back as Octavia drops herself onto Trixie’s fake dick.

“I hope your ass is ready, slut, because I want to celebrate.” Trixie said as she approached the door. She opened the door and dropped her jaw, but I’m not sure if it was because Octavia’s beautiful ass or me being free. Seeing her shocked face gave me an idea.

“This is what I did instead of telling people,” I said with a smile. “My control over Octavia is stronger than yours and that will never change. We don’t have to be enemies here.”

For the first time, I saw something in Trixie that I’ve never seen before. As confident as she likes to portray herself, Trixie is afraid of losing control.

“Fine. The Great and Powerful Trixie will allow you to share this bitch with her.”

“Not good enough. You’re going to delete whatever footage you have of tonight and you’re going to keep this a secret.”

“And what would happen if I don’t?” she asked with a smirk.

“Octavia, why don’t you show off your ass,” I said as I sat down. Octavia adjusted herself as she got into a position that showed off her rear while continuing to blow me. “I know you can’t resist jamming that strap-on into her. No sane person can resist it. However, I control her now and I decide who can and can’t fuck her. If you want to get off tonight, then you’re going to delete that tape.”

Trixie looked defeated. It looks like she bought my bluff and went to go delete the footage. “Are you happy now?”

“Not as happy as you will be when you fill this wanton slut.”

Trixie smiled as she walked over and lined up her rubber cock with Octavia’s entrance. Trixie didn’t do much to prepare Octavia, but Octavia took care of that when she was fingering herself. Trixie started with a slow thrust, so she could enjoy the view of Octavia blowing me while being fucked with a fake cock. Octavia was enjoying the slow movements, as evident by the vibrations she was sending through my dick, however, I know Octavia and I know she likes it fast and rough. She started to get into a rhythm with her thrusting and Octavia started moaning more.

Because I’m such a nice guy, I decided to help Trixie with her thrusting. I started to thrust back, which caused Trixie to go deeper into her cunt. Trixie would then quickly thrust back, sending Octavia deeper onto my cock. I don’t know what’s going on in Octavia’s head, but she must be in pure bliss.

I started to think about what I missed while I was out. I could only imagine all of the positions they tried and what holes she violated.

I assume Trixie ordered Octavia perform a strip tease while Trixie watched in a chair near the door. She started by getting out of her purple vest and bow-tie so the real show could begin. She slowly started to unbutton her shirt and groping herself while she is at it. Once the shirt was unbuttoned, she let it slowly fall off her shoulders and turned her back to Trixie. She then bent over and slapped and squeezed her own ass. After giving her a few bounces, Octavia’s hands found her skirt’s zippers and started to free her hips. With the skirt now around her ankles, Octavia slapped her ass again to make sure it gets a few good jiggles.

Now in her underwear, Octavia turned around and gave Trixie a few bounces so she could get a good look at how much her boobs can bounce. Octavia’s hands went behind her back to unhook her bra and quickly to quickly catch it. With her hands now on her tits, she gives herself a few squeezes and a moan or two as her nipples harden. She lets the bra fall the rest of the way, revealing her ample tits. Octavia wastes no time in removing her panties because the next part is the real treat. She kicks off her shoes, sits down, and spreads her legs, letting everyone get a nice view of her probably soaked pussy. Finally, she stretches to the left to take off that sock and then right to take off that one.

With the tease complete, Trixie orders Octavia to strip her. She sensually walks over to her master and unzips her hoodie. Trixie doesn’t like people to know that she wears a tube top which Octavia quickly removes. She doesn’t wear a bra because she feels like it’s too constraining and she spends her time breaking out of constraints. Octavia leans down and takes in one of Trixie’s nipples into her mouth and uses her tongue to play with it, while one of Octavia’s hands plays with the other one. Trixie starts to moan as her nipples hardened as Octavia continued to titillate her.

Trixie, wanting to get to the main event, ordered Octavia to stop and continue undressing her. Octavia was disappointed she couldn’t continue playing with her nipples, but Octavia wasn’t one to give up. In one motion, Octavia took off the magician’s skirt and panties. Without waiting for an order, Octavia buried her face into Trixie’s pussy. Trixie yelped as she felt her clit being flicked around. Part of her wanted to stop this slut and start fuck her, but Octavia was skilled with her mouth. She started to use her tongue to spell out her own name onto Trixie’s cunt. Octavia’s hands weren’t inactive while she was lapping at Trixie. Octavia’s hands were clutching at Trixie’s thighs to keep herself steady, while Trixie’s were rubbing her own tits.

Octavia withdrew from Trixie’s snatch in order to catch her breath. Trixie, however, didn’t want her to stop. She moved her hands from her tits to the back of Octavia’s head and pushed her back in. Octavia didn’t try to fight back. She wanted to eat Trixie out as much as Trixie wanted something inside of her. She split her attention between Trixie’s entrance and her clit. It truly is unbelievable.

The real reason why Trixie shoved Octavia’s head back into her was because she was close to cumming. Within a minute of Octavia continuing her assault, Trixie erupted all over Octavia’s face; Octavia didn’t stop during Trixie’s orgasm. Even when Trixie’s urges forced her hands to move to her breasts, Octavia continued to lick her pussy. She was like a dog on a hot summer’s day. Octavia fell over backwards when Trixie’s high died down. She was out of breath, naked in a schoolmate’s room, and her face was covered with Trixie’s fluids, but she was happy.

I had gotten so caught up in my own fantasy I didn’t even take time to enjoy the view in front of me. In front of me was one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen, sucking my dick while she is getting fucked by a strap-on. That and the images of Octavia undressing and going crazy on Trixie’s body put me over the edge. I gave her a warning that I was close by giving her a soft tap on the head. She didn’t stop sucking, like I thought she did with Trixie. Then, I shot a strand of cum down her throat. By the muffled sounds of her moans, it sounds like Trixie was able to get Octavia off at the same time. I shot another stand down her throat and then another. She popped off of my dick to let out a lewd moan as a fourth stream of cum hit her face. Again, she was out of breath, naked in front of two classmates, and her face was covered in cum, but anyone could tell she was happy.

Trixie pulled out and Octavia sat on her knees, waiting for something to happen. Trixie crawled over to her slut and licked my cum off her face. Once Octavia’s face was clean, the two began to make out as if they were long time lovers. Watching those two go at it was one of the hottest things I’ve seen in a while. Without breaking their make out session, the two girls stand up and moved over to the bed. Trixie was able to position both of them so Octavia was on her back and Trixie’s strap-on was lined up with Octavia’s cunt, but didn’t push herself into Octavia. Trixie broke the kiss and looked at me.

“I want you to fuck me while I fuck her.”

No argument from me. I took my spot behind Trixie and positioned my dick at her entrance. I think she wanted me to start off, but that’s not how I like to play this game. I only put the tip in and moved it around just to tease her.

“What are you waiting for? Fuck me! Fill me up!”

“Say the magic word,”

“Please stick it in me! I want you to fuck me silly! I want to be begging for that cock!”

“I think you already are,” I said before pushing myself into her. She let out a moan as I did and started to thrust her hips to fuck Octavia. Her plan was working, but her plan is not my plan. When she moved the strap-on into Octavia, she expected me to follow, but I didn’t. “Octavia, warp your legs around Trixie.

Octavia obeyed, which confused Trixie. I put my hands on her hips and pulled her back so my dick was completely inside of her. Octavia understood what I wanted to do, so she pulled Trixie back into her, both girls moaning in the process. I again pulled her off of Octavia and then she pulled Trixie off of me.

“What’s happening,” Trixie said through her moans.

“You said you wanted to be begging for my cock. As I see it, the only way to make sure of that is to fuck your brains out.”

“I just want you deeper in me,” Octavia said. “And fuck it feels so good.”

“Can you…please let up a little?” I almost didn’t catch what she said because of Octavia’s moans.

“And here I was thinking the ‘Great and Powerful Trixie’ could handle a simple dicking,” I said with a smirk. “If I didn’t know any better, I would say this was your first time on the receiving end.”

“Of course it isn’t. I’ve…I’ve had many dickings before,”

“Really? Who have you been with?”

“I don’t you need to tell you,” Trixie said, acting superior.

“Then Octavia and I don’t need to fuck you.” Octavia nodded and stopped pulling Trixie with her legs and I held her hips so she couldn’t thrust into her. There was a rare moment of silence in the room as I could only imagine how long she was actually able to resist.

“Alright!” She shouted. “I’ve only used this strap-on on myself.” I nodded to Octavia and she pulled Trixie into her and I pulled her onto my dick. The moans started again as if nothing had changed.

I couldn’t believe I was actually here. In a matter of weeks I went from not believing in this whole hypnosis thing, to fucking Octavia, to fucking Octavia and Vinyl, to being tied up while Trixie fucked Octavia (not really my favorite part of this adventure), to fucking Trixie as she fucked Octavia. The image got better as the girls continued their make out session.

I realized they started attacking each other’s mouth because both of the girls were close. I could feel Trixie getting tighter; it felt nothing like Octavia. It was as if Octavia’s body knew how to bring her lover closer to their own orgasm. I remember how her inner walls messaged my meat as if it wanted to me to cum with her. Even now, Octavia’s hands were squeezing Trixie’s boobs and playing with her nipples.

Suddenly, Trixie got tighter and the girls broke their kiss to let out their individual moans. Both of the continued to go wild as I could feel my own orgasm coming and I had a decision to make. On one hand, I wanted Trixie to get the full experience. That experience includes the feeling of cum inside of the woman. On the other hand, I want to cover her with cum. There was a part of me that was still a little upset with being drugged. Seeing her covered in my sperm would be so satisfying to me.

At the last minute, I pulled out of Trixie and shot several strands of cum onto her. Most of it got on her ass with a few spurts on her lower back. They were still riding out their highs when I came, so she didn’t even know I came on her for a little while.

“Slut,” she said turning to Octavia, “remember when I cleaned the cum off of your face? It’s time to return the favor.”

“With pleasure,” Octavia said with a smile.

Trixie moved so Octavia could get out from under her and lay on her stomach. Octavia moved to the foot of the bed, lined herself up, and went to work. Octavia was slow and methodical while licking Trixie. At first, I thought she just wanted to savior the taste and the feel, but then I realized what she was really doing. Her ass was in the air and she slowly moved it side to side, basically begging me to do something. Of course I granted her wish. I placed my dick just outside of her ass.

“Do it,” Octavia said. “Fuck me in my ass. I want to feel you inside of me.”

I didn’t want to tease her the way I teased Trixie, she didn’t deserve that. However, I couldn’t just start furiously thrusting. I started to slowly push into her tight ass. Octavia loved this. I’ve been experimenting a bit with this part of our intercourse. My goal wasn’t to figure out my own pleasure, but Octavia’s. The idea is if Octavia is at maximum pleasure, then her body will bring me mine. Octavia liked a slow start, a rhythmic fucking, and a filling end.

I continued to push into her slowly as she continued her work on Trixie. Trixie, meanwhile, looked like she was receiving a spa treatment, even letting out small coos. Octavia was starting to moan as I pushed deeper and deeper into her. It always amazed me how tight she is, regardless of how many times we do this.

“All done,” Octavia said after licking the last of the cum off of Trixie. She then turned to me and told me to go a bit harder. I was about to start going harder anyway, seeing as how my cock was completely inside of her, but it was nice to get her permission.

Again, I didn’t go into a fury of thrusts, which would cause her too much pain. Instead, I started to pull out a bit faster than I pushed in, then pushed in a bit faster then I pulled out and so on. Octavia’s moans were getting louder and more profane as I got faster. I loved that.

“Is it really that good?” Trixie asked in response to Octavia’s moans. She had moved up to the head of the bed and sat there with her legs crossed. She had also removed her strap on and threw it on the floor near her bed. I don’t know if she noticed, but I saw her hand slowly moving to her crotch.

“It’s so fucking good!” Octavia shouted. “Fuck me harder, please.” I slowly obeyed.

“What does it feel like,” Trixie asked while suppressing a moan. Her finger and probably found her clit.

“It’s something you – Fuck, right there! It’s something you have to experience yourself.”

“If you want, I could fuck your ass when I’m done with her,” I said.

“I would love to masturbate to that,” Octavia said.

“It’s fine,” Trixie said in a panic. “I don’t think I’m ready for it.”

“Your loss, now fuck me until I can’t walk tomorrow.”

I had a pretty good rhythm going, which means only one thing. I loved watching her ass juggle every time our hips met. It was hypnotic watching the ripples on her smooth, soft ass. I did try to incorporate spanking at one point, but Octavia said she didn’t like it. Instead, I would ask her to do a strip tease with a good amount of bouncing involved.

As hard as it was for me to break away from Octavia’s ass, Trixie let out a moan. She had spread her legs a bit, which gave me a good look at her cunt. Her fingers were going pretty quickly in and out of her while her other hand was squeezing her own tit.

And then my thoughts went back to Octavia. How could they not? For one, I was fucking her and it’s kind of hard not to think about the person your fucking. Well I guess you can, but Octavia would be the person you would imagine when fucking someone else. Every time we fucked, she tried to bring me as much pleasure as I brought her.

I remember the time she asked me over to help her study. Her parents were out of town on a cruise, which Octavia couldn’t go on because she easily got sea sick. At least, that was the story she gave me. I remember walking into her room, which was the only ordinary part of her mansion. And yes, I did go there just so I could fuck her in her own house.

We didn’t do much studying that day. I didn’t hesitate to use the phrase on her, but I guess I didn’t need to. She quickly removed her t-shirt and bra and got to work on blowing me. I asked her to use her boobs, to which she wrapped them around my cock as she teased the head. When we fuck, I was the one that took off her short-shorts. I wanted it so bad that I didn’t even take off her panties. She had to clean those sheets after that one, but she couldn’t do it for a few hours.

After anal and Octavia’s rest, we went back to studying. However, I didn’t put her bra back on when I redressed her. You could see through the shirt and I wanted to see her nipples. I also wanted to see if the “reprogramming” I did a few days earlier worked. It was a phrase for her to unconsciously give me a hand job and clean up the cum. While she was reading out loud from a history book, I used my special phrase and it looked like it worked. Without breaking her train of thought, she took off her shirt again and started to undo my pants. Once she freed my dick, she started stroking it, again acting as if she didn’t even notice what she was doing. The phrase also allowed me to do as I pleased to her boobs as she jerked me off, but this time only called for a few squeezes of her soft tits. This evolved into another fuck session. I got tired of redressing her, so this “reprogramming” had her believe both of us were wearing clothes when we weren’t fucking. The pizza guy got a real treat out of that one.

Octavia’s moans brought me back to Trixie’s room. I’ve heard these moans before when she is cumming. I was pretty close myself, but that didn’t break my rhythm. Like I said, Octavia likes a filling ending. I let loose inside of her and her ass tightened around my dick. Filling her ass was always one of my favorite parts of the whole thing. Maybe it was just a feeling of accomplishment or some other reason I don’t understand, but I did like it.

I pulled out of Octavia and the two of us were breathless. Trixie was also out of breath and she had stopped masturbating, which means she probably came too. Unfortunately, Trixie wasn’t so out of breath that she forgot what she said to Octavia while hypnotizing her.

“Why aren’t you asleep?” She asked Octavia.

“What are you talking about?” Octavia said as she was trying to figure out a lie.

“I’m going to let you in on a secret,” I said. “She’s not hypnotized. Vinyl Scratch called her while she was under and made her hypnosis null and void.”

“I guess I need to work on it,” Trixie said. I was surprised to see she wasn’t angry and anyone, but that might be because of the night we just had. “There’s a shower down the hall. Clean yourselves up and get out of my house.”

Once we were ready, Octavia and I gathered our clothes and moved them to the bathroom. Getting cleaned up took a little longer than any of us expected, but could anyone really blame me? When we finished out last session that night, we dried off and dressed ourselves.

Trixie actually lived on the same street as the person having the party, which explains how she was able to get us to her room. Since Octavia and I went to the party together, I had to drive her home. The conversation home was actually pretty normal. There wasn’t talk about what just happened or the events of the past month and a half.

“Do you want to see a movie tomorrow?” Octavia asked as I pulled up to her house.

“Are we actually going to watch the movie?”

“Well, I’m going to miss some of it,” She said with a flirtatious smile.

“It’s a date.” Octavia kissed me on the cheek and got out of my car. She turned back towards the car and knocked on my window, signaling me to roll it down. “Thank you, for caring for me.”

“You’re a girl worth caring for,” I said with my own smile.

She turned back around and walked to her house, making sure I got a good look at her ass. Please let that theater be empty tomorrow. As I was about to put my car in drive and head home, my phone vibrated. I pulled it out and saw that I had a text from Trixie. The text was only five words long, but it was enough to make my jaw drop.

Trixie: Octavia wasn’t the only one