Vinyl's Subliminal Control
Go down on your marefriend tonight.
Vinyl's fingers tapped across the keyboard, her eyes transfixed by her computer screen. She'd been taking a break from her previous project to work on this one. A simple phone app that she'd installed on Octavia's phone a few days ago. The app was just a quick thing Vinyl put together, it would flash a message on the screen every so often faster than the eye could see thanks to the screen's fast refresh rate, leaving the user unaware that their subconscious was being bombarded with subliminal messages.
At first, she planned on testing it out with something a bit more innocuous like wear the sexy red and black lingerie Vinyl bought you to bed, but for whatever reason, Vinyl found herself typing in a much more exhilarating command.
She leaned back, putting her hands behind her head, thinking about whether or not this was a good idea. On one hand, the couple's life in the bedroom seemed one-sided...The DJ loved going down on her marefriend—watching the soft gray-furred cellist fidget and squirm while her tongue skillfully played her marehood like an instrument. The squeaks and moans sent forth from Octavia's mouth was a delightful melody that Vinyl was willing to listen to for eternity.
Octavia was much less willing to reciprocate. Sure, she was willing to do it when Vinyl truly pressed for it, but the number of times she had gone down on Vinyl could almost certainly be counted on both hands alone. Vinyl just wanted to potentially 'balance out the cunnilingus scales' so to speak.
A flutter in her chest signaled to her that doing something like this was wrong, but seemed harmless enough—if it worked. If it didn't then it was just a harmless little piece of code. Life between the two would continue on as normal.
Vinyl shrugged “Eh, Fuck it.” she struck the 'ENTER' key with her index finger, sending the command to the app. “It probably won't work anyways.”
Nothing happened all day, no change in demeanor, or some other subtle clue that the app was working. Vinyl started to think that the whole thing had been a flop. But as soon as the two made their way into the bedroom that night that thought changed.
Octavia grabbed Vinyl by the arm, spinning her around, the two were face to face now. A look of pure wanton desire filled her eyes and noticeable warmth gathered in her face. She reached up and stroked Vinyl's cheek.
“Tavi, are you o—mffph,” Vinyl tried to ask before being interrupted by her marefriend pulling her in for a passionate kiss.
Vinyl's face melted into the kiss, moaning as she tried to match the intensity, but this was a battle Octavia was destined to win. The two stumbled back on to the bed with Octavia landing on top of Vinyl. The two of them laid there caressing each other's bodies all the while neither of them willing to break from the intense kiss.
Vinyl was the first to withdraw, pushing back for a breath of air, She looked into Octavia's eyes and matched her lustful grin with one of her own. Octavia continued her light groping—one hand massaging the small perky breasts of the out of breath unicorn mare underneath her and the other squeezing the tight plush posterior.
Leaning down she began to nip and kiss Vinyl's neck, leaving a slow wet trail of kisses in her wake as she trekked to Vinyl's nethers. She grabbed her marefriend's soaked panties with her teeth and started pulling them off, revealing the dripping glistening sex underneath. She looked up at Vinyl, smiled, and huskily said: “I've been thinking about this all day.”
Octavia lowered her face into Vinyl's folds—the sweet, tangy taste and aroma attacking her senses. She ran her tongue across the mare's puffy outer lips—making sure to tease the cute little love button peeking out under its hood.
Vinyl closed her eyes, taking in all the sensations—her stomach and leg muscles tightening. One hand clenched tightly onto the bed sheet, she let out a throaty moan, “Ohh, Tavi, don't stop.” her free hand traveled down between her legs and grasped onto Octavia's onyx-colored locks. Running her fingers through the soft hair and applying gentle pressure to the back of her muff-diving marefriend's head.
She could feel her climax approaching quickly, her heart-rate and breathing quickened, the pressure building in her loins more and more the longer Octavia's tongue played with her slit. Vinyl's grip on Octavia's mane tightened. “Babe,” she groaned aloud, her thighs clamping snugly against the head in between them. “I'm so close.”
With one final flick across her clit, the floodgates opened. Vinyl shrieked in ecstasy, her pussy spraying marecum all over Octavia's face and into her open mouth. Two audible gulps could be heard from the swallowing mare as she continued to lap at the convulsing lips beneath her tongue, making sure that Vinyl rode her orgasm out through its entirety.
Octavia crawled up from the bottom of the bed to snuggle with her panting bliss-faced partner, her face and hair soaked from Vinyl's fluids. She locked lips again with her marefriend—giving Vinyl a chance to taste her juices as she laid there exhausted. This time, Octavia was the one to break from the kiss. “Mhhmm, I had forgotten how good you tasted.” She laid her head atop Vinyl's bosom and closed her eyes, happy to fall asleep like this.
The next day Vinyl was really busy—or at least that was her excuse. She didn't get around to changing or turning off the subliminal messages Octavia was receiving through her phone. Before she knew it bedtime had rolled around and she found herself for the second night in a row with her marefriend happily stuffing her mouth full of Vinyl's muff. Octavia begged her to straddle her face...What kind of inconsiderate lover would she be to deny her that request?
That night Vinyl came three times, she tried to get off after the first time, but Octavia wouldn't let her. Octavia's arms wrapped tightly around Vinyl's thighs, holding them down on her mouth with her ridiculous earth pony strength. She ravished and drank from the gushing marehood like a desert wanderer who hadn't seen water for days.
As the two were laying in bed later that evening Octavia wondered out loud, “I don't know what's gotten into me the past two days, Vinyl. I've been so desperate to go down on you each night... Don't get me wrong, I've loved it, but it just seems odd. You haven't minded have you?”
Vinyl let out a nervous little chuckle, “Heh, No of course not, babe it's been fun.” She let out a yawn. “I love you, Tavi.”
For the first time ever, Vinyl woke up earlier Octavia. Quietly slipping out of bed, and making her way over to the computer, she booted it up and stopped the subliminal cunnilingus messages before Octavia had a chance to use the phone. To be even safer she added a new message, Don't feel any curiosity about why you went down on your marefriend the last two nights.
Vinyl was still unsure that her little app worked, she needed to know that the messages were working properly. So, to truly see how effective the messages were she added another two commands, Don't feel any curiosity about any command you are given by your phone. And You will wear heels to Orchestra rehearsals tomorrow. Octavia is pretty tall for an earth pony, and she rarely wears heels. They wouldn't be very practical to wear to her rehearsals, and if she did wear them, it would definitely raise some red flags to her.
The two of them were just relaxing and enjoying each other's company. Nothing unusual happened all day, just a 'lazy Sunday' as far they were concerned. Octavia was on her phone all day, so Vinyl knew the messages were being seen but had no way of knowing if they had worked until the next day.
Sure enough, when Octavia woke up and got herself ready for rehearsals that afternoon, She slipped on the only pair of high heels she owned, grabbed her cello, and gave Vinyl a quick peck on the lips and said, “Love you, Vinyl. Will I be seeing you later tonight, or do you have a gig?”
“Nah, babe just two sets this week, tomorrow and Thursday.”
Octavia nodded and made her way out the door, waving goodbye.
Vinyl's jaw was on the floor, she couldn't believe it—the messages worked. She started to feel a bit giddy. She wondered just how far the subliminal messages could go. She shook her head, removing the thought from her mind. What she was doing was wrong, she was better off stopping while no permanent damage had been made to her marefriend or their relationship.
With a little bit of regret, she went back over to her computer, for a few moments she stared at the screen, hesitating, before finally removing the commands from the app.
There wasn't a day that went by where Vinyl didn't think about putting some commands back on Octavia's phone, she still wondered just how far she could take things. The feeling built up inside her with each passing day. The sex had stagnated and fallen back to the old normal. She held strong almost ten days—longer than most others would have fared. But finally, those feelings and impulses boiled over.
She sat there staring at that screen again, at the new command, a command that might be taking things a bit too far. On Saturday afternoon you will buy as much bondage gear as you can at the adult shop. When you get home, you will write a note telling your marefriend to fuck you exactly as she finds you. You will then lock yourself spread-eagle to the bed using the bondage gear that you purchased. The tighter and stricter you lock yourself, the happier you will be. Be ready by midnight. You will love whatever she does to you while you are locked up.
Vinyl sat there reading it for several minutes, her pussy was slowly leaking liquid arousal. She'd done some light bondage play with other partners before and she wanted to try more. The two had talked about it, but the classy earth mare never showed any real interest in it. Vinyl was hoping that would change.
She gave the command a few days to truly sink in, with this type of command being a bit more of an extreme change to her marefriend's preferences it was probably needed.
When Saturday night rolled around Vinyl couldn't stop thinking about it. She had a gig to play at a local club that night, so she hadn't seen Octavia all night until she finally got home and walked through their bedroom door.
It was one hell of a sight to behold. “Holy shit, Tavi!” She exclaimed, a tad bit surprised and worried that maybe she'd gone a bit too far.
In front of Vinyl on the bed was her stunningly beautiful marefriend, wearing a tall thick black posture collar, an inflatable butterfly inflated to a point that it looked like her breathing was hindered, and a tight-looking purple and black corset. A note was attached to her body by two mean-looking nipple clamps.
Octavia had found a way to tie herself down unbelievably tight. Two ratchets were secured to the wall on both sides of the bed's headboard, and her ankle cuffs were attached to each end of the footboard. Her wrist cuffs were locked and secured to ropes attached to each ratchet and the ropes were tied in such a way that the more she yanked on them, the tighter they became.
Octavia was completely immobile.
Vinyl was worried, she reached to un-gag her marefriend, but Octavia just shook her head and looked down at the note attached to her nipples.
“Tavi, this is ridiculously hot.” she grabbed the note, causing the nipple clamps to pull.
A pained look flashed across Octavia's face, she screamed into her gag. “Aaammmggfff!” The tone of pain turned to pleasure along with the look in her face, she would love anything Vinyl did to her after all.
“Oops, sorry babe, heh hopefully that didn't hurt too bad.”
Octavia shook her head again and put on a sultry pleading look as if she was begging Vinyl to do more.
Vinyl looked down at the note and began to read it.
***
Dearest Vinyl,
Don't be alarmed by my appearance tonight, I know you've been interested in this type of stuff and I felt like I needed to do something special for you. On the nightstand you'll find a strap-on, it's enchanted to provide you pleasure while you have your way with me. Don't try to unbind me, I want you to use me to your heart's content.
Your love always,
Tavi
***
Vinyl smiled as she looked up and walked over to the nightstand, ditching her clothes, grabbing the strap-on and putting it on. “Oh, Tavi, we're going to have one hell of a night.” Vinyl stared for another moment, marveling at the sight of her lover laying on the bed, entirely helpless, stretched to the limit, gagged, collared, and clamped.
Vinyl started by pulling off the clamps, She wanted to be able to hold, tweak, and tease the little buds herself. She imagined the blood rushing back into her marefriend's tormented tits must have hurt, but the painful muffled screams dissolved into ecstatic moaning. Vinyl pinched Octavia's right nipple and stretch it out as far as she could—stretching the breast along with it. Then Vinyl roughly slapped the side of stretched boob, yanking the nipple out from between her fingers in the process. Octavia's screams were becoming weaker and her moans were becoming louder.
“You like that, babe?” Vinyl asked.
Octavia just moaned and nodded blissfully.
Vinyl always wanted to give someone a good titty slapping, and now she had free reign to do her worst. Octavia's boobs flew back and forth, up and down from Vinyl's menacing hands. And the whole time Octavia just kept moaning into her gag—pleading for more. Once the tits were good and red, Vinyl relented from her assault.
Her next target was her marefriend's drooling, vulnerable cunt. Vinyl looked down and saw a large soaking wet spot on the bed sheet between Octavia's legs—clearly, she was getting off on everything Vinyl was doing.
Vinyl's hand came crashing down on her bound lover's soft flesh. There was no note of agony at all, just a loud muffled scream of pleasure. Octavia's hips bucked weakly—signaling for more. Her hand smacked over and over, forcing a small orgasm to rock Octavia's body, eyes fluttering and a light shower of marecum coating her hand and the bed sheet. “Ha ha ha, did you just cum from that, Tavi? That's so hot.” Eventually, the area around Octavia's abused nethers matched the same red color of her equally abused breasts.
Vinyl knelt between Octavia's legs now, the strap-on lingering between her marefriend's folds. A tingling in her own nethers caused a groan to escape Vinyl's mouth. “Ohhhh, Wow, this thing feels amazing already.” An idea popped into her brain. “Let me see...does this work?” Vinyl's horn lit, her magic wrapped around the strap-on's length, and began to vibrate. “Oh shit, Tavi! You're going to be a fucking mess once we're done.”
Vinyl drove her vibrating faux phallus as deep as it would go, her hips smacking against Octavia's groin as the two were awash with pleasure. Stifled screams and rapturous moans mixed together, Vinyl had to pause for a moment to acclimate to the unusually strange yet enjoyable responses her body was being hit with by the enchanted strap-on.
After what seemed like a marathon fuck session the two of them lay in a heap, panting on the bed, a mixture of sweat and love fluids coating their bodies as the two passed out cuddled together.
Over a year has passed since Vinyl had started putting subliminal messages on Octavia's phone and the couple couldn't be happier. Sure, the messages may have told Octavia to love any command she received, but what matters most is that she's happy.
Over the course of the year Vinyl added a whole plethora of commands and triggers for her marefriend—by far her favorite had to be whenever she called her 'Octy', Octavia would drop whatever she was doing, get down on her knees and eat out Vinyl like a cunt-starved whore. She used that trigger quite often, almost every time she woke up in the morning.
Vinyl made take dance lessons as well, It wasn't great to begin with, but now, whenever certain songs are played, Octavia will perform one of the sexiest strip-teases imaginable, followed up by some of the most breathtaking naked-dance moves.
Vinyl was never a fan of cleaning, so naturally, that duty would fall on to her marefriend. It brought with it the best excuse to have Octavia wear one of the most revealing french-maid outfits she could find, it barely covered her tits or ass. Vinyl would have fun spanking and swatting at her maid's private bits just to slow her down and watch her squirm in pleasure.
In the bedroom, bondage has become a common thing for them, each of them taking turns with being locked up and at the mercy of the other. Vinyl loved it when Octavia would fuck her senseless, forcing her to cum over and over until she passed out.
All in all, Vinyl didn't see an issue with how things had turned out, both of them loved each other and were happy. The only question she had now was whether or not she should continue adding more commands, or keep everything as they are.
Author's Note
Music that makes me feel old.
This song kind of resonates with me A LOT.
-I don't hate this creation! I mean, I still think it's bad, terrible, and sucks. But I don't hate it! 😂
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