Author's Note

Starring Octavia and Vinyl Scratch! Includes scat, rimming, spanking, cunninglus and watersports.

The Brown Note

"An absolutely fabulous show you put on tonight, dear!"

Both Vinyl Scratch and Octavia had just returned to their home in Ponyville after a five hour set at a nightclub in Canterlot. There was a bit of recklessness in their movements, the side effects of intoxication.

"I.. I think we had too much to drink... and I know you took more than just one of those... mints. Party Time, no doubt," she said as she eyed her beloved record scratching musician. The colors of the room felt vibrant, but fuzzy.... the world around her swirled as she tried to walk further into their house. She was managing pretty well, till she found herself tipping over. She suddenly found herself braced against the couch in the middle of their living room.

"Just three," Vinyl slid off her glasses and revealed her bloodshot magenta eyes. She handled her alcohol just a little bit better, but her brain was going through an exhilarating rush of ecstasy! Everything felt just awesome. The air, the floor beneath her hooves... the still lingering sourness of having thrown up just before they came inside, it all felt great under the high of Pinkie Pie's concoction.

"I... I need to shit, are... are you feeling... in the mood," Vinyl Scratch asked as she trotted up to Octavia. Her balance was fairing far better than Octavia's, but she still felt like her legs could easily give out within a moment's notice.

"You never could be a bit more subtle about what you want," Octavia muttered as she gave Vinyl a scrutinizing glare. While she was a cultured mare in high society, Octavia had a filthy secret to which only Vinyl was privy to knowing about. Pushing herself up off the couch, she tackled Octavia and both ponies went tumbling to the ground.

Immediately their lips met and locked together, their tongues pushing into each other passionately as their forehooves wandered up and down each other's body. Both were clearly lost in their love for one another and a desire to express that love!

"Before you soil my face with your excrement, I'm going to punish you for those awful drugs," Octavia gave Vinyl a sly wink as she rolled off the mare. She moved over and grabbed a bow that had long ceased being utilized for it's original purpose. Though usually she'd just throw it away, she had purposely tailored this one for a new use.

"Get your derriere across the arm of the couch, dear," Octavia commanded. She delivered a sharp unexpected lick across the center of Vinyl's backside as she struggled to get up!

"I'm going, I'm going," Vinyl Scratch said after yelping loudly as Octavia's bow found her delicate slender shaped rear! It was enough to leave a faint red stripe beneath her white fur. Whenever Octavia got like this, she never did to hold back any of the strength behind any of her blows. Vinyl propped herself up on her hind legs then pulled herself up until she was comfortably resting draped over the couch's arm. Her rump now a clear target as she moved her tail to the side.

Octavia chortled, flexing the cello bow between her hooves as she eyed her lover's posterior before drunkenly making her way over. She looked amused as she rubbed the shaft of wood between those petite cheeks. She watched as the faintly cold smooth rod stroked over that naturally puckered black hole which she could see was making her lover shiver in delight!

"Mhm, now... don't, move," Octavia murmured, pretty much emphasis on those last two words, "My... my aim probably isn't it's best," she related as she drew the bow back. Her sight was still quite fuzzy and her hind legs wavered as she balanced herself on her back hooves so that she was resting in a reared up position. She drew the bow down, tapping it gently across the center of Vinyl's dainty little derriere.

"You'll... I'll... it'll be fine," Vinyl incoherently assured. She relaxed, closing her eyes as she felt Octavia's bow gently rap against her exposed rump. Once, twice and then a third time. She swallowed the anxiousness in her throat just as a mighty crack pierced through the silence! Vinyl howled out in much distress as a band of immense pain shot through her perky rear which wiggled furiously as she fidgeted about!

"I'll.. I'll teach you," Octavia smirked. The first lick was like the first wave of a conductor's wand as he began to lead an orchestra. The rest were as if she was playing her cello, she kept herself poised and made sure to never miss a note. In this case, it was making her bow never struck the same place. The sounds of the wooden bow meeting with Vinyl's upturned rear no different from when she used a bow to produce music from her cello, both were beautiful in their own right. The cries of her love, those sweet whimpers of pain quickly joined in. It was absolutely cacophonous, her marehood was quickly saturated with arousal.

Vinyl dug into her bottom lip as her eyes clinched shut. Octavia was merciless and spared no expense when she was punishing her. Her body lurched forward with every explosion of pain that dispersed through her back end as the cello bow met with her fleshy cheeks. She could feel the hot reddened welts as they throbbed. She was especially vocal about her agony whenever a blow struck made contact with one of the many raised red stripes painting her white furred rump.

Twenty, thirty, forty, forty-five, fifty! Octavia might've been drunk, but her muddled mind still found enough clarity to keep count as she delivered the final stroke. Breathing heavily, her mind drunk now with the adrenaline coursing through her, she stepped back to admire her masterpiece. She smiled with much satisfaction.

"Mhmm, you look beautiful, dear," Octavia rubbed a hoof over her lover's sore welt covered butt.

"Ah... ow... no rubbing, you sadistic masochist," Vinyl slid off the arm of the couch, almost falling to the floor as she trotted to the full body mirror. She turned herself around to see the damage.

"Damn, that's... that's going to linger for a while," Vinyl murmured as she looked over the damages. She blushed as she saw her moist marehood give a few winks at her.

Octavia giggled, moving over to her lover's side and comforting her with a hug!

"You did very well, my dear... I think the alcohol actually helps your pain threshold. Then again, maybe it's the drugs," Octavia quipped. She moved behind Vinyl, her muzzle pushed past her tail as her graciously plunged into her lover's wet winking marehood! She was swift, her tongue quickly finding that fat round protrusion that was her lover's clitoris and besieging it with a passionate storm of licks, swirls and flicks of her tongue!

"No, gah, stop it," Vinyl quivered and gasped as Octavia nonchalantly began to ravage her. Instinctively, Octavia's hind legs stretched apart and her tail lifted high as to offer herself to the cellist's devious intentions! By know, Octavia knew all the tricks to make her orgasm quickly and she was utilizing every one of them. She heaved and moaned loudly as a wave of euphoria erupted in her loins and made her entire body tremble. There was a gush of golden nectar that showered the floor as her marehood quivered ecstatically.

"Not.... fair," Vinyl found herself desperately trying to catch her breath as she looked down at the mess Octavia had caused her to produce.

"You should know by now... that I am anything but fair, my love," Octavia was quick to remind her.

"Ugh... now I'm both exhausted and my ass hurts," Vinyl grumbled. Party Time had long worn off and she was quite sober. Though these was still one thing she needed to do. With that thought in mind, she turned and shot Octavia a grin.

"Oh my, guess you didn't forget, huh," Octavia feigned a sigh of disappointment. "Very well, but we're going to do in the bathroom this time," Octavia said sternly. "I had to throw away our second best set of bed sheets last time cause the stains nor the smell would come out," she went on to explain as she trotted off toward the bathroom.

"Hey, it was free taco night, I didn't think it'd go through me so quickly," Vinyl replied apologetically. She then laughed, "I do recall you spending literally hours of brushing your teeth and using the whole bottle of mouth wash though."

Octavia gave her a rather expressionless stare as they entered the bathroom, "But of course... I'd prefer not having the taste of mare diarrhea and my breath smelling of it." She carefully climbed into the white porcelain tub, then pushed the shower curtain out of the way completely.

Vinyl quickly followed, licking her lips as she turned to face away from Octavia and presented her ass for what was the second time tonight. It was a rosy red with even redder welts running across the entirety of it.

Octavia relaxed herself, taking a few deep breaths before she leaned in and nuzzled into Vinyl's tail hole affectionately. She gave it a sniff, inhaling the light aroma of sweat and pony shit that she so often associated with this particular orifice. Her lover's anus did not disappointment. "You should wipe better," she murmured before digging her tongue into Vinyl's dirty derriere. It was an acquired taste to be sure, one which she had indeed acquired and so relished the taste of earthly musky pony shit as her tongue explored her lover's anus. Her efforts were rewarded with a short and dense expulsion of gas as Vinyl decided to cut a dry fart. The usually flat tone sputtered as it was squeezed out against her tongue.

Octavia only doubled her efforts, finding her lover's pucker just a little looser after squeezing out that bit of wind. Her tongue didn't have long to explore before she felt something warm and only slightly mushy. The taste of it left her buds feeling bitter and her stomach slightly churned.

Vinyl grinned, suddenly pushing back and causing Octavia to lose balance and fall so that she was on her back. She managed to keep up, now pinning her beloved cellist beneath her with her rump planted against her face. "Mhmm... for the record, I've been holding this one in for two days," Vinyl warned her, but knew there was little Octavia could do to avoid what was about to come.

Octavia moaned softly as she felt the thick clump of pony excrement as it pushed out toward her awaiting muzzle. Like a good toilet she was, Octavia pressed her gaping muzzle against her lover's backside just as one of the many thick moist clumps of dung slowly squeezed out. She nearly gagged on the smell, her eyes tearing her lover's anus expelled the big fat shit nugget right into her muzzle. She wasted no time as she chewed into it, making short work of it's solid, but soft exterior and even softer core. Though it was still not quick enough as she found herself overwhelmed quickly as several thick clots of moist warm pony stool.

She simply relaxed and kept her muzzle wide as her lover emptied the contents of her bowels. By the end of it, she found her savoring a fat chunk that had landed in her muzzle while the rest had rolled down along the sides of her face and landed in her hair. She definitely was going to need to clean her hair more than once afterwards. The finale came as Vinyl pinned her nose against her now black and shit stained brown anus. Octavia felt another blast of hot rancid air being forced up her nose, the aroma so horrendous that her mind briefly fluttered on the borderline of unconsciousness. Though it ended quickly enough, allowing Octavia to draw her first real breath of somewhat fresh air.

"Oh hold on... one more thing," Vinyl squatted back down, making sure her marehood was directly above Octavia's face.

"Vinyl, no," Octavia quickly protested, but it was too late! A stream of hot yellowish piss began filling her partially muzzle as she was in the middle of objecting. Octavia gagged and coughed, more so because she was surprised then disgusted. She recovered quickly enough, leaning up now and lapping almost hungrily at the torrent of piss. She smiled with satisfaction, eyes closed as she pushed her face underneath the stream and allowed it to shower her. By the end of it, she was absolutely drenched in her lover's pee.

"We're both going to need... very long showers," Vinyl spoke up as the last little dribbles of urine ran down her loins.

"No, I'm going to need five or six showers, two bottles of my shampoo and conditioner and a lot of air deodorizer," Octavia was quick to correct her. "I'm the one doused in your pee and poo, after all."

Vinyl giggled, blushing very red as an aura of magic flickered around her horn. There was a bright flash that subsided quickly enough, revealing a now extremely squeaky clean tub that had just before been soiled with her excrement.

"Ugh, I'd still be more satisfied if you wiped it down with sanitizing cleaner," Octavia used her hoofs to adjust the shower knobs according. She ushered Vinyl out just as a steamy downpour of clean water began washing over her.

"Don't use all the hot water," Vinyl asked, but only drew the response of Octavia letting out a *Hmmph* before Octavia suddenly d rew the curtain close. Vinyl grinned, "All that high society sass, even after all that... that's precisely why I married you," laughed and made her way to the bedroom to probably pass out.