Crimson preludes
As a last stroke forced out the final tone from the strands, a light gray mare let go of her cello's neck, raising the bow in her other hoof to signal the end of her performance. Hundreds of ponies in the crowd before the wide scene applauded in unison, causing a pattering only rain could imitate. The mare with her dark gray mane and tail, dressed with a bow tie around her neck, stood up on all four and tilted her head down in a most dignified way, showing her gratitude towards the ponies who so humbly had agreed to see her solo performance with her favorite instrument.
However, the ponies in the crowd were all truly amused to behold this talented musician showing what most other ponies never could achieve, her greatness was without doubt the highest. But with her indifferent expression still decorating the light gray lips, the mare known as Octavia von Clef born in a rather distant part of Equestria, walked behind the big, red curtain...
"Beyond impressive as always, miss Octavia! I'm always more then happy to see your performances whenever I'm given the chance to!" a random unicorn stallion from the middle levels of the Canterlot society commended as he swirled the levitating wine glass next to him.
Octavia had relocated herself in the cocktail lounge, surrounded by other ponies enjoying the fine drinks at their disposal from the buffet. However, she had decided to skip those expensive liquids with small amounts of alcohol. After all, she was here to perform and then socialize with class, not enjoying the evening like a regular party.
As the stallion took a little sip with his pouting lips, the light gray mare was forced to listen some more. "But I'd say, miss Octavia, would you..." he said before the mentioned pony cut him off without mercy.
"Von Clef..." she stated with a weak glance from her light purple eyes. "P-pardon?" she was responded from the unicorn stallion almost jerking his head back, causing this certain mare to cock an eyebrow. "My name iz Octavia von Clef, but I vish tu be pronounced only az 'Von Clef', if you might find humbleness in your vay of zpeaking..." the dignified mare with her accent said as she suddenly stared into the stallion's eyes.
Momentarily frozen but none the less quick to respond, the unicorn in front of Octavia snapped out of his little surprise with an embarrassed grin. "Why, of course, miss Oc... Von Clef! Of course!" he repeated and was about to pronounce his next word when the gray mare simply smiled like happiness had struck her heart. "That ez much better!".
They talked for a little while, temporarily getting accompanied by more ponyfolk who wanted to congratulate Octavia for her excellent playing on the cello. There wasn't a moment where she didn't at least smirked at every pony passing by for a word, thus furthering her reputation as the most pleasant mare there was at the concert house.
She saw them all, noticed their personalities and motives of being present at her show out of any. All carefully selected words to make her feel better about herself. Her response was always to be humble and modest, showing the mare nopony saw during her time on the scene. It made everypony happy to know there are such noble personalities left in this world, bringing even more satisfaction to their upper class minds.
In the end, she was finally left alone. Her apology was that company awaited her during this time of the day. Her cello was already packed up behind the scene, so getting it and then walking towards the grand exit of the big concert house was simple as every note she had played today.
A refreshing night's breeze was Octavia's first feeling, soon accompanied by her eyes opening up to see Luna's pale moon lightening up the clear, dark blue sky. After just a moment of admiration, she glanced down on the street beneath her. Most of the streets in Manehattan were asphalted with sidewalks, but not this one. Due to the historical value of this old building she just had exited, all the previous and current mayors of this town had decided to keep the entire street in its old ways, never to be changed. Those cobblestones would always be there...
"Octy! Over here! Over here!" a voice yelled out, causing the fine, gray mare to glance at her side. What she saw was something that always would be there too... always.
"Great performance, Octy! You really rocked those ponies' socks! Heh, or should I say monocles? Aha ha ha ha!" the snow white unicorn with her streamed blue mane and heavily tinted sunglasses went on like the whole town was her stage. The loud, white mare walked closer on the sidewalk to reach the rich and well-bred mare. This pony known as Vinyl Scratch had just violated the only law Octavia had in the social game. Her dark gray eyebrows arched for just a slight second, then returned to leave one of them simply cocked as the smile grew wide on her lips.
"Oh, Vinyl... you never zeem tu improve your use uf vords..." the light gray equine stated and turned towards the DJ-mare. As their eyes met from just a meter's distance, both smiled widely. When half of the distant was left, they got up on their hindlegs and embraced each other in a hug. But it was way more then just a friendly hug, because instead of resting their muzzles on each others shoulders, the snouts collided.
And now the rich ponyfolk exiting the concert house could behold as the two mares expressed their love in a quick kiss with barely the lips. They dropped down again on all four, still looking at each other with warmth. "Really, Octy? Still scared of what everypony will think if they found out that you're a fillyfoo..." Vinyl tried to say before a well-placed fore hoof was pressed to her lips.
Octavia's light purple eyes seemed to sparkle for a moment even though her intentions were of the serious kind. "I have a career tu nurture, Vinyl. Poniez don't take zuch thingz easily in my country nor among ze upper class..." she responded to Vinyl's disappointment for a moment. That until the mare with her accent decided to lean a little closer towards the white muzzle and whisper.
"But ze biggest reason vhy I'm doing thiz ez because I don't want tu loose you..." she ended and leaned back again. The white pony felt heat bellow her wide shades, falling slightly more in love with her marefriend just to hear those words.
But the moment couldn't last much longer as the air cracked thanks to another voice in a short distance. "Hey girls! Glad we found you!" a female unicorn called out to the two mares.
Both turned around and witnessed the presence of another set of females, enticing Vinyl the DJ to flash her happy smile again. "He-hey, girls! There you are! I thought you had left without us there for a moment" she replied to her friends.
"Aw, we wouldn't do that. Aside from congratulating Octavia for her fantastic play, we all have the same ride to catch back home after all" the unicorn with her lime green coat and pale cyan mane with some strings of white known as Lyra replied with a chuckle afterward. "Yeah, we can't leave our friends behind just like that..." the cream earth pony known as Bon Bon with a navy blue mane and a pink stripe added more out of reluctance, like she was a little embarrassed.
Octavia chuckled, showing yet again her excellently trimmed social side to her lover's friends. "There ez no need tu thank me, I just do vhat my talent zays" she answered and gave the cello resting next to her a little glance. "Like we all do, but hey... I'm freezing out here. Whaddya say we hurry our flanks back to our rooms?" Vinyl said and gesticulated some shivers through her legs while looking at all the three other girls who seemed to agree...
There wasn't much talk during the little trip back to the hotel both couples had rented for their short stay in Manehattan. Octavia had her mini-concerts to go on every now and then, playing short pieces of music to keep up her name as a 'von Clef', the heir of Equestria's most respected musicians. It was her duty since birth to one day take over the family name and carry on the legacy to her future foals. A very long tradition with roots since the very founding of Canterlot rested on her shoulders.
Vinyl was simply here just because of the very mare walking next to her with the big cello case clenched with the handle between her teeth. It had been a complete accident how they met. A long, harsh road with many trials and tests she had been forced to go through just for this mare's sake. Why she did all of this? Well, whenever her eyes landed on that beautiful, light gray mare, her heart seemed to have a mind of its own. She smiled every time she thought about it, glad that her battle for this mare was not in vain. Now she could walk next to her and know that their feelings were connected, even if nopony except for Lyra and Bon Bon knew about their secret relationship.
And why were Lyra and Bon Bon here? Well, the short story was that those two ponies were lovers too. Fact was that Vinyl and Lyra were friends, often hanging out on the clubs whenever the young DJ searched for a gig. One day, the lime green unicorn had seen a beautiful earth pony, but shy as she was, a favor involving being introduced to this fine pony was asked from the white mare. And before anypony could tell, the wingpony Vinyl Scratch had succeeded to melt those two equines together, forming a loving couple ever since a year back. And since Lyra was a musician too, she was very intrigued to have been invited to Manehattan's old concert house.
And thus, Vinyl, Lyra and Bon Bon followed Octavia to her play, either enjoying the show or simply growing mad from boredom. Those two pairs knew where they had each other, and thus decided to stay on the same hotel on Octavia's behalf. Being a von Clef didn't only include status among the upper class, a significant wealth was also at her side whenever needed. A simple message to her mother would do to get more then enough bits for all expenses.
When there wasn't much walking left along the sidewalk to the hotel, the white DJ halted for a moment to use her magic and flipped out a pack of cigarettes from her side, quickly put one in her mouth and brought a lighter to it, inhaling the defiling smoke donw her lungs. In an instant, she had already fallen behind several steps from the others, thus hurrying in a quick trot to catch up.
Octavia glanced at her lover, locking her sight on the small stick between the white lips before turning back her head. It ached a little in her neck because the cello was always heavy for her, and walking distances with this case was no easy task even if this was the shorter kind of distance. The pain didn't go unnoticed, but didn't get enough attention either to bring away her neutral expression...
The walk through the chilly night of Manehattan was over, and now all the girls could finally see the large building six stories high. They were all except Octavia very impressed when they arrived here yesterday and saw the large building. An impressive work of bricks and filled with dozens of windows, all giving each room a strain of light during the day. However, the darkness wouldn't allow any of that. The only thing they all could see was the big letters on the front side of the hotel saying 'Grand Hooves' which was the name of it.
"Phew, finally!" Lyra exclaimed and looked at her lover who kept the silence alive. "Yeah, felt like an eternity to get here" Vinyl added even though she knew they had only been walking for about five minutes. Her cigarette was burned out and thus fell to the ground, shortened and dying with the small remains of glow.
The entrance had a porter next to it. The fancy looking stallion with a decorated red suit and cap threw a quick glance at the group of mares approaching the door. In usual cases he would have asked if they were going to order or if they had room keys so he could guide them to the correct place of the hotel, but seeing the light gray mare with the big cello case in her mouth made him silent and still like a statue until Bon Bon and Lyra went in first. "Good night, my ladies" he said and nodded to the kindly replying mares. But when Vinyl and Octavia passed by, the greeting was different. "Good night, my lady and miss von Clef!" the words became from his male voice.
The pony who had her last name mentioned felt the urge to look at the sturdy porter, scanning his head to see all the details. But without the stallion's notice, she had already turned her head back to the glass door being held up by the DJ. "C'mon Octy" she said in a pepping tone, still smiling from her heart. Octavia didn't say anything, she just walked through, putting the blame on her case for rendering her unable to at least smile back.
The warmth was a welcome thing for all the mares, and as they walked on the red carpet with decorative patterns along it, all the lamps in the ceiling light up the long hallway leading to the reception. There they saw another earth pony stallion dressed in a red waistcoat over his white shirt. Behind him was an enormous number of keys hanging on small hooks all over the wall, and in front of him was the desk with a whole bunch of stacked papers in several piles. It was apparently his task sorting them out right now. After just an equally quick glance like the one from the porter, the receptionist returned his focus on the papers he sorted out after reading them.
"Busy guy I guess..." Vinyl said after leaning her head to her lover's. The answer was still nothing, not even a nod or any facial expressions...
Right after the reception were two ways to go any further if you wanted to reach the suites: stairs to the right or elevator to the left. Lacking doubts, Lyra walked up and pressed one of the buttons to call for the elevator.
Without any further ado, the ding-a-ling came after just a second, signaling that the metal doors opened. All four ponies went inside and suffered the social torture of awkward silence through the ride, soon walking out again once the elevator had stopped on the second highest level. The carpet covering the entire floor was navy blue just like Bon Bon's mane, giving a nice change while they walked out in the hallway. All doors were made out of carved plywood, the walls were striped with two vaguely changing tones of beige, and the ceiling had the exact same kind of lamps like the reception floor.
Whilst the other mares looked around for no specific reason, Octavia waited for them to go, and the second later, she could now set her mind on finding number 120: her and Vinyl's room. Suddenly, Bon Bon and Lyra broke of, walking the other way. "Well, See you girls tomorrow!" the lime green mare stated with a happy expression before turning away. Vinyl waved back with a fore hoof and did the same, following her love to their room down the hall.
The light gray mare finally saw her room, almost all the way down the hall. After dropping her cello case and flipping up the key, she could push the door open before grabbing her instrument again for the last time today. As Vinyl walked in, the door closed and locked.
Bon Bon and Lyra had reached their room too, virtually in the far end before the corner leading to more rooms. Both mares walked inside number 142 and locked the door behind them.
It was at that moment all ponies who held their masks could finally drop them...
The hard cello case with its invaluable content was placed next to the drawer standing right next to the door Octavia walked through. It was a hard thud symbolizing low control of strong emotions, something Vinyl noticed when she aimed straight for the four poster bed. "Tough crowd or what?" the DJ with her styled, blue mane asked as she jumped up on the white sheets, laying her body to rest on her stomach while looking carefully at the light gray mare entering the bathroom across the room.
She was gritting her teeth a little with heavily arched eyebrows expressing frustration. But even if Vinyl only could hear her muffled voice from the bathroom, she knew exactly what expression the earth pony wore. "Those Manehattan poniez are despicable! Alvayz making zure your zmile ez there. And ef you vould drop et for just a zecond, they azk ef you're disappointed!" she said in an angry, complaining tone while she ripped of her bow tie.
The white unicorn rolled her eyes, fully aware where this moment of talking would lead like so many times before. "Yeah... they are pretty stuck up..." she answered to Octavia's great displease. "Ztuck up? Those arrogant, zycophantic, and not tu mention dizgusting poniez unly valuez otherz after the size uf their vallet ur history. A collection of Zelf-centered Дикс and влагалища all uf them!" she cursed in her native language.
Vinyl didn't know much of that language, but she knew what her lover just said. It was after all much more fun learning foreign swearwords then actually learning the more common phrases. "Well, I can imagine how it is. I was once at one of those expensive and snobby dinners as a filly too" she replied and looked in the upper corner of her eyes as an eyebrow cocked.
That line didn't brought much comfort to Octavia's mind. "Uh really? Une dinner? Vhy don't you come back tu me and complain after zpending your ENTIRE LIFE vith dinnerz, partiez, invitationz, and mettingz uf that class, Vinyl!" the earth pony mare virtually roared out while struggling with whatever she did inside the small room.
"Zay une vord vrong during those and you're marked az either a fool ur a potential zlut! Hah, vho knowz how many ztallionhoods those zmiling deceiverz have zucked just tu get their titlez?" Octavia said with more anger and stared into the bathroom mirror reflecting her eyes radiating heat while she worked on her hindlegs.
And at that moment, the unicorn saw the end of this angry show a little earlier then expected. As the confident smile enhanced on her lips, one of the wardrobes from the earth pony's location opened and closed with loud slams. "That's why you have me, Octy. I don't care what you say or what you do around me... you're still my little cellist" Vinyl stated and crept up to rest her head on one of the soft pillows next to each other, smirking as the mentioned mare finally leaned with her fore hooves pressed to the bathroom wall.
A couple of heavy breathes, then a more pleased smile. "Yez... Vinyl. Et doesn't matter vhat I do in front of you. There ez alwayz that zilly zign uf happiness on your lips. First I vas convinced you only liked my zocial zide..." she said before the unicorn in the other room continued.
"... so you told me that it was nice meeting me and then walked away like I was a homeless pony begging for money. He he he..." she chuckled.
Octavia couldn't back her own giggle, remembering that very moment they met. "Yez... I judged you immediately, fully convinced you vere like everypony else who just vanted to brag about being a pony vho slept vith a von Clef..." Octavia recalled while fumbling with some strains.
The unicorn broke her silence. "Bwa ha ha ha! I don't give a buck about your family name! All I brag about is that I, Vinyl Scratch, aka DJ PON-3, is nailing the most intelligent and sexiest piece of earth pony mare there is in this world. And letting my friends go unknowing of exactly who it is gives everything a little... spice!" she ended and glanced at the door opening to the secluded room where her lover's shadow could be seen.
The light gray mare smiled even wider, letting go of the wall she leaned on and walked up to the open door. "Oh ho ho... little Vinyl, you're making et zound like..." the foreign equine said as she walked out. "... it'z you vho's in charge".
Fishnet stockings on all legs squeezing her coat. A tight, black corset out of fabric slimming her waist and chest. A small collar around her neck. Her mane loose and hanging over the shoulders like she already had a wild night. And to top it off, a red double-dildo out of rubber in her grinning mouth.
Vinyl discovered all of those things in the exact order, slowly changing her confident smile into a nervous frown. "At least I wish I did..." she uttered as the other mare walked closer with her bedroom eyes turned on...
In another room, number 142 to be more precise, Lyra stood in front of a resembling four poster bed with thoughtful eyes. "She really is a great cellist that Octavia. She really proves that her last name is 'von Clef' with those talents" she stated like it was something disappointing she just mentioned while locking something around the first poster of the bed.
"Is there really that much value in your family history as a musician?" the cream earth pony asked and followed her lover with her eyes. The lime green unicorn chuckled to add an ironic effect. "Are you kidding me? The von Clef-family has ancestries reaching back to the founding of Canterlot, which means they were famous for their musical talents already back then. After just a few generations, the von Clefs had become Equestria's most famous and respected musicians personally entitled by princess Celestia herself. As a von Clef, you simply can't get any closer to the royal throne without being an heir to it..." Lyra explained while walking over to the other post, doing the same clicking noise to it with her fore hooves.
Bon Bon stared with a raised eyebrow at her, slightly confused. "Wow... how can you know all that?" she asked and kept following the mare as she walked to the third bedpost. "As a former student in music, I've learned a lot about it through the history. And the von Clef-family is a must to know to even get a c minus in class..." the unicorn ended and finally made the clicking noise around the last bedpost. "Huh... talk about a legacy" Bon Bon mumbled for herself and checked her surrounding with curious eyes.
Sadly, Lyra heard her. "Yeah... such talents are way out of my league" she stated as the sad frown almost broke from her face, something the earth pony quickly noticed. Her concerns immediately responded to that, however.
"Aww... who cares about that? Vinyl might have a talented musician..." she stated the second before her lustful eyes struck the unicorn. "... but she doesn't have the best lover in Equestria" Bon Bon added after the short second of pause to get her marefriend in a better mood, which she succeeded with.
Lyra smiled with a blush, gladly realizing the comfortable truth as she looked down on the cream earth pony with a smile.
Laying on her back in the center of the bed. Four ropes connected between the bedposts and her legs. Gently stretched so she hardly could relax. And to make it worse, a long bullwhip laying next to her.
Even if it took some dedication, Lyra looked at all the details before locking her eyes with Bon Bon's. A playful smirk tried to land on her lips, ending up as a nervous grin. "With the... most... er, naughtiest... slave there is" she said which caused the other mare to shake her head in disapproval.
"Not 'naughty slave'. I'm your 'poor victim'..." the tied pony whispered from the corner of her mouth to not break the ardor like they were being filmed. Lyra shrugged, still grinning as she reluctantly grabbed the bullwhip's handle with her teeth...
In the darkened room with its light put out of duty, a strong and rapid squeaking echoed from the warm bed soaked with pony perspiration. Vinyl without her glasses panted so intensively that she didn't have time nor air to moan, enjoying the fat piece of fake cock inside her wet love hole. The white forelegs were crossed around her lover's light gray neck, only gently squeezing the darker mane to not make it uncomfortable.
"C-come on, Vinyl... z-zstruggle a little... f-for me..." Octavia whispered as she kept pounding her pelvis against her receiving love mate, beating furiously to truly strain the toy stuck inside her tight inner walls and Vinyl's. Her forelegs dressed in fishnet stockings were less gently pressed to the white shoulders, pinning them down like she was forcing this scene to happen. "I'm... hah... hah... hah... ugh... hah... hah... t-t-tryin', Oct... hah... Octy..." she responded with her lungs trying to escape through her throat.
It was weak, but she succeeded to raise both her hindlegs and try pushing away her giver. Sadly, it was so effortless due to the extreme satisfaction that she likewise could have laid still. Octavia bit her lover lip, forcing even more of the hard toy between their wet areas inside them both. Finally, the unicorn jerked her eyelids, feeling the tall thing ramming her deepest core a bit too hard. "Ow... Octy... n-not... ouch! So... ow! Ow, O-octy, it... aah! H-hurts..." she whimpered without getting any concern from her violent lover.
The earth pony mare suddenly lowered her muzzle to press it against Vinyl's shoulder, but instead of the expected kissing, a mean nibble send a wave of pain to Vinyl's brain. "Ouch! Octy... s-stop it! It hurts!" she responded, patting the light gray neck as her mood started to die.
Sadly, the repeatedly mentioned mare kept insisting. She did this for a reason and she knew it eventually would work. Thus, her nibble to the soft throat became a pure bite, sinking her teeth into the pony flesh beneath the white coat. "Aaahh! Octy, stop it! Octy, stop! Y-you're hurting me!" she finally yelled when a tear was about to break out from her scarlet eyes. A flow of adrenaline pushed by the rapid waves of sweetness passing through her body, giving her power to finally fight back and unwrap her forelegs to grab the earth pony's head and push her away.
And at that moment, the thrusting mare stopped slowly, released her painful bite to Vinyl's neck and backed away. Her purple eyes were annoyed and tired, but her skills in hiding emotions concealed the disappointed look and replaced it with regrets and sadness. "I... I'm zorry, Vinyl... I got carried avay..." she said instead of what she really wanted to say, knowing that it wouldn't help even the slightest.
The mentioned unicorn laid a fore hoof over the bite mark. It wasn't bleeding, but it would definitely leave an ugly wound tomorrow. A chuckle escaped. "Eh... he he he. It's okay, Octy... j-just try to not go so far next time" she replied with a weak smile.
Octavia narrowed her eyes for a second, soon changing it to a cute little glance. "Let uz ztart over... but a bit more gentle?" she asked while carefully using her right fore hoof to caress the blue mane with its cyan stripes. It's bearer could finally smile from her heart through her blood red eyes. "That sounds good" the answer became as she knew what was going to happen.
The beautiful mare gently lifted her flank and slipped out the soaked sex toy, threw it away on the floor and then slid down the white body to end up between her lover's spread hindlegs. The DJ licked her lips and tilted her head up to look down at the now sweet and tender marefriend restarting this lovemaking. "Mhh... yeah, that's good" the unicorn responded to the first lick while the gray forelegs grabbed her hips.
Octavia worked good, her tongue lapped up and down along the pearl stuck on the top of the pink lips. With a slowly growing grin and lolling tongue, Vinyl finally felt more soak extracting from her almost sore marehood. She was really just an inch from loosing the interest recently, but now she was more then willing to see her pony eating her out. "Awww... yeaaahh..." she said and finally rested her head on the warm pillow again, extending her forelegs down to press Octavia's head into her needy flower.
With no resistance, the cellist closed her eyes and allowed her entire snout to get smothered and soaked with love juice. So instead of lapping, she now opened her lips fully to devour the entire white bulb inside her mouth, flickering her oral organ between the fleshy lips and gently pressing past them to enter. "Ahhh... oohhh... yes, that's good... haahhhh..." the enjoying unicorn moaned as she began to play with the loose, dark gray mane in her hooves.
Octavia sucked with her lips to get a constant stimulation to every part of the sensitive marehood as she had widened the slit with her invading organ. However, she knew exactly where to go just for her lover's sake.
Penetrate and dig deeper in the tight cave, swirl around to widen a little with the unicorn jumping between moaning and cooing. Then she pressed her tongue up inside the warmth, feverishly going deeper to the correct place.
Vinyl, feeling exactly where Octavia's tongue was, didn't need much time to realize exactly where she planned on going. And at the exact same second as the earth pony had hit the spot, the unicorn flashed her eyes wide-open when her heart stopped in a split second.
"Ooohhh! Ohhh, ohh, ohh! Octy! It feels... uggghh... sooo b-bucking good!" she pierced the air with, releasing her lover's head and instead burying the forelegs under her pillow. However, Octavia wasn't done yet. To make this even better, she flickered her tongue as much as possible on Vinyl's g-spot and lowered her upper lips to expose the hard pearl. Then she let go of the right thigh and used her vacant hoof to intensively rub the unicorn's other special spot. The reaction couldn't be anything else but explosive.
"Oohhh, my goodness! Ugh... gahh... uh, uh... it-it's too much, Octy! Imma... imma... going... ugh... ahhh... oh, MOTHER OF LUNA! YE~ES!" Vinyl finally roared out in a lustful groan echoing out in the entire hallway as her pleasure maxed up. The white pelvis was forcefully pressed up in the light gray muzzle, ending up with the female DJ leaving her rump hanging in the air
A small stench of mare-love covered the giving pony's tongue. But when the second squirt came, she felt her mouth getting something to swallow as a better quantity of the musky nectar poured into her mouth.
A moment of quick afterglow allowed Vinyl to tense all her muscles, showing her complete satisfaction being fulfilled. After several seconds, the white legs relaxed to rest on the bed again, giving Octavia the ability to emerge from them and sit up. Her chin had a few stains of the sweetness so it felt appropriate for her to at least lick it up before doing anything else. Then, she sighed and laid herself next to the unicorn, staring up in the ceiling with an empty expression.
Vinyl wanted to enjoy the bliss, but she knew that something was out of order with her lover. She turned her panting muzzle to the light gray pony, frowning her eyebrows with a smile. "I'm sorry, Octy. You know I'm not really much into... well, rough stuff" she apologized and reach out a fore hoof to touch the dark mane.
The caressed pony didn't answer, but her thought sure did surrounded this whole situation. In a moment, she sat up and took of her stockings, threw them to the floor before going for her tight corset. When she finally was stripped naked, she unfolded the sheet to her part of the bed, quickly laid down and pulled the soft overlay over her body up to the neck... while turning away from her marefriend.
"There ez no need tu apologize, Vinyl. I am ze pony who zhould du it..." she answered without trying to further this anymore.
Sadly, the white mare didn't had the same idea. "It... it's alright! I've told you that, sweetie. Everypony has their own fetishes, but ours just don't... connect, or how I should put it" she said while getting under the wide blanket too, taking Octavia's previous position in staring up at the ceiling once she could feel the soft cover over her body.
"Next time et vill perhaps not be zo easily forgiven..." the earth pony mentioned without making the slightest facial expression.
Vinyl furrowed her eyebrows and glanced sideways. "What...?".
After the sigh, Octavia regretted going into this. But since she started it, she had to finish it. "I can zee I'm loosing more and more control uf me every time ve make love. I vant you tu be zatisfied, but ze riskz are great that I one day might actually hurt you for real during our intimacy" the concerned mare stated and glanced at her recently worn clothes laying in a messy pile on the floor.
"I'm tired nov, zo you ove me an orgasm after my meeting tomorrov" she finally ended casually like what she just said was nothing too serious. At least she wanted to think that.
The unicorn kept looking at the dark mane, and for once she didn't really felt like spooning with Octavia at all. Those words made her feel some fear, so instead, she just said something simple.
"Yeah, okay. Good night... Octy..." she ended and turned around, obviously creating some sort of shaft between her lover and herself. Suddenly, there was an uncomfortable ambiance in the room, even when they both fell asleep...
In the other room located further down the hallway, there where two ponies with their own situation not too unlike their friends'...
"No, please! Not like this, Lyra! I don't want it like this!" the tied Bon Bon yelled with suffering crawling out from her mouth. "S-shut up and take it, you pathetic whorse!" the lime green unicorn yelled and threw back the long whip, forcing it to crack through the air and hurt the defenseless pony's tummy, hardly leaving any scar behind. "Aaahh! P-please, Lyra! Why are you doing this to me?" she yelled in response, struggling in vain to break free from the hard cuffs around her fetlocks. The ropes just tightened every time she tried to move.
Lyra arched her eyebrows while climbing up in the bed, glaring at her sad little pony carrying the most frightened expression. She dropped the bullwhip to her right fore hoof and sat down next to her love. "You're too stupid to know even if I told you! Just shut up before I... er, snap your.. jaw in half! Yeah!" she exclaimed as a sweat broke from beneath her horn.
Bon Bon's eyes stared with narrowed eyes filled with dread, mortified to be in this position where she couldn't even protect herself. Truly pathetic and degraded in the hooves of a merciless rapist like this unicorn.
"No, Lyra! I love you! Please... stop hurting m-me, I beg you p-please!" the cream pony sobbed, begging for this to end while squirming her neck and sniveling a tear.
Like it was an obsession to see grief, the mentioned unicorn grinned. Her mean intentions struggled to further, bringing the idea of dropping this useless tool and use her bare hooves instead. "I know you want this... badly too" the mean lips uttered as their owner leaned over the tied prey looking sideways with a crimson blush. After a single gesture, one of the green forelegs reached down between the spread thighs, aiming to place an ungentle hoof on a very sensitive spot.
"Nooo! Lyra, no!" Bon Bon pleaded for the last time before her sexual stimulation could begin. The hoof didn't began kindly, instead initiated with a hard slap on the labia, summoning more ache to it's receiver's mind.
"Aahh! Ohh... why, Lyra... I thought you... you loved me... why... ahh... ooohh..." she cooed in the end when the pain subsided into pleasure. That slap was all there was before a certainly more tender treatment occurred: soft slides, kind rubs and nice massage.
In an instant, Bon Bon was ripped away from her grunting whines and dropped the character. She stayed silent for a second and then looked down at the pony between her hindlegs.
There she saw a crying Lyra with trembling lips, spilling a tear as she returned the confused look from her lover. The hoof was still touching the earth pony's private parts, carefully moving all around them to bring comfort instead of pain. Her wet eyes spoke of deep sorrow in seeing her mare like this, breaking more salty water down the cheeks. "I... I DO love you, sweetheart..." she said as her forelegs began to shudder.
And in that moment, Bon Bon frowned in a disappointed sigh, rolling her eyes in the process. "Ugh... Lyraaaa..." she extended the last word to mark her annoyance over failing to keep playing.
That caused the intended mare to react in even more sadness. "I'm sorry, baby! I... I tried, but I just... just can't do this to you even if it's just a game! I can't hear your painful voice! You're doing it too realistic!" the unicorn stated and threw herself over the tied pony who's legs were still spread wide. In a soft thud, the two bodies shared each others warmth, ending up with the mare on top to lock her forelegs around the pale neck.
"Please forgive me! Please forgive me-he-heee..." Lyra begged with her own sobs as she rested her muzzle on Bon Bon's shoulder, crying out her grief over not being able to give her lover what she wanted. Sadly, the female with her back resting on the bed just sighed again, understanding that this was a bad idea after all. "It's okay, Lyra... it's okay..." she responded in a frown, knowing what would come next while looking at the lifeless tail from the mentioned unicorn's behind.
"C-can't we just... you know, do it... with regular love? Without any games?" Lyra asked and nuzzled the soft neck she wanted to feel, smirking in hope her wish would come true. Her hopes weren't in vain, because Bon Bon smiled. "Of course we can, sweetie" she answered even though she actually wanted to argue there about what's love and not.
Lyra felt relieved, thus smiled heartily and kissed the warm neck. As she lifted her head up, a little flow of magic glimmered from her horn, unlocking all the cuffs on the four posters and on the cream fetlocks to let her mare move freely again. The ropes finally rested on the bed, fully disconnected from their prisoner so she could put her fore hooves on the lime green cheeks in front of her own.
"Mmmhhh..." they groaned in unison, enjoying each others lips and curious tongues cuddling in saliva. Fore hooves wrestled around to place new grasps around shoulders, moving down to the flanks. Sweet rubs on the three pieces of candy decorating the cream rump, soon becoming soft grips to hold up Bon Bon's nether. The hindlegs placed themselves firmly around Lyra's waist, pressing the awaiting marehood so she could kiss it with her own.
The fat, nether lips met, cuddling in the moist dripping between them as the lime green hips kept grinding slowly. Lyra exposed a little crimson beneath her eyes when her pearl made contact with the opposite one, enjoying the feeling of her lover's source of arouse touching her own. However, this only brought her to a little more intensive hunt for passionate kissing, thus swirling her tongue to engulf herself in deliciousness.
Soon the gentle rubs became humping, rocking Lyra's body over her lover in a slow pace. "Mhmmhmm!" the unicorn responded to her own work, quickly disconnecting the muzzles before planting her muzzle again to Bon Bon's.
The cream pony wrapped her forelegs tighter around her pony's neck, releasing louder muffled moans inside the mouth she wanted to take a piece from. She surely wanted to feel physical love now, so embracing the only thing she knew her emotions spoke to became a serious must. And as the humping slowly developed into rather gentle thrusts, the working mare couldn't keep the contact anymore, thus broke of the sensation by moving her head to the soft shoulder, nuzzling deeper with a hot panting.
"Bon Bon... I love... hahh... you so.. mmhh... much!" she stated while arching her eyebrows due to the exert her brain experienced, still rubbing her warm preciousness with all her might. The mentioned mare just panted with faint gasps and loving moans every now and then, continuing to run her fore hooves all over Lyra's back while awaiting the finishing touch.
The unicorn worked harder for each moment she felt her climax building up in all its glory, flushing her cheeks redder as her a quiet whimper sneaked inside the receiving mare's ear. But in a flash, the so recognizable voice tensed with the last jerk. "Hahh... haahh... ugh... B-BON BO~ON!" Lyra cried out" LYRA~A!" the earth pony yelled at the same time, colliding the words with her lover's echo.
A lustful panting with Lyra arching her back up like she was howling, and then the glistering soak dripped down from their connected love spots, giving Bon Bon the initiative to show her never ending love for this by grinding back with her pelvis, coating her marehood with more soak.
"Haaahh..." the lime green unicorn exhaled before collapsing over the soft body. She grew a smile with closed eyes, enjoying that this ended so well. "Wasn't... wasn't that nice, sweetie?" she asked and finally opened her sight to see the returned smile. "Of course it was... I love you, Lyra" the reply became from the cream lips, bringing a true satisfaction to Lyra's mind.
Now when the act was over, both ponies got up from the bed, quickly helped each other to change the sheets they rested on, then finally killed the lights in the room before slipping down in the newly made bed. After swiftly getting under the blanket, Lyra crept closer in the darkness to lay her forelegs around her love, cooing in relief when she felt the obviously approaching answer in form of two other forelegs placing themselves around her neck.
Lyra sighed with a smile and laid her head on Bon Bon's chest, enjoying the sound of her lover's heartbeat. She had made many sonnets and other kinds of music before, but there was no better sound for her then to hear this steady rhythm keeping her beloved pony alive.
And the mare who blessed Lyra with this gentle beat closed her eyes too, putting aside all the discomforts she had experienced today even if they weren't that many. However, her real problem wasn't what had happened during the day. The true culprit for leaving her mind in this regretful state was the fact that she had lied, just like so many times before.
As Lyra innocently could enjoy the afterglow in her dreams, Bon Bon frowned while arguing with herself if she really should have faked that orgasm of hers...
The light hallways were silent, revealing the fact that almost everypony was laid to rest for the night. But one sound kept breaking this peaceful air: a light yellow colt with a green, short and loose mane walking through each and every hallway with his cleaning trolley, carefully pushing it forwards while looking in every corner if something needed to get picked up while on his way to this floor's restroom. He carried a white hat with a fitting white shirt, marking that he was just one of the casual cleaners of this hotel.
When passing through every room between 120 and 150, he kept his casual smile while silently mumbling one of the many songs he so easily had memorized during lunch breaks and after work. His singing tune did its best to imitate the real rhythm and keep the pace.
"I'm not the one, don't put your problems on me~e... I'm not the one, you know I'm not your kind...".
TO BE CONTINUED...
Author's Note:
Hiya everpony! And welcome to my new installment "Tears of Ecstasy"! The next chapter of PL will be up next, since the voting ended on that!
This chapter... you might find a little different from my earlier ones, and that's because I'm working with something else then characters we already heavily know. Thus, this story required some quick introduction to each and every main character. I don't know how long this story will go, but since I HOPE I've been able to show signs of each characters' flaws, there will be enough chapters to at least look deeper into them as the story and plot keeps progressing.
And speaking about story plot, It might be easy this time to see what's going to happen. But even if so... you never know of my outcomes ;)
So to cut it shortly: this was pretty much a pilot and/or introductory chapter to this story about Octavia, Vinyl Scratch, Lyra, Bon Bon and their life as lovers. And I BEG YOU to tell me your opinions about this. Tell me why it's good, tell me why it's bad, tell me why I should get stabbed in prison for writing this or WHATEVER comes to your mind!
Whaddya think of the characters, the accentz, the descriptions, the annoying fact I'm going to use references to musical arts in each chapters, and what else I can't come up with now?
Until then...
Brohoof on ya all!
"Not your kind" is made and own by PAIN. I do not own this song, so please support the official creator.