Vinyl Part 8: One Last Scratch (Clop)

>You wake up the day after your date with Octavia lying wrapped in your arms.

>You grin as you think of last night.

>Goddamn, and you thought Vinyl was into some crazy shit.

>You didn't even know ponies could be that flexible.

>And that thing she did with her tongue...

>Thinking about last night wakes up your boner, and it proceeds to poke Octavia's belly.

>This wakes her up with a smile.

>"Good morning Anon, I see you're already thinking of an encore performance?"

>She stretches in your arms, gyrating her hips slightly against your boner.

"Of course i'm ready for an encore... Last night was incredible..."

>Octavia kisses you, but instead of going through with the aforementioned encore, she extricates herself from your arms and gets up.

>"Much as I would like to remain here with you all day, I unfortunately have to practice. I am playing at a social event in Canterlot this weekend."

"You'll be staying here again tonight I hope?"

>She looks over her shoulder at you as she's walking out, and the smile she gives you makes your dick jump under the covers.

>"I do believe I will, Anon."

>She swishes her tail, wafting her scent at you as she walks out.

>You lie in bed for nearly an hour with your head buzzing before deciding it's time to get up.

>Heading for the shower, you start to think over everything you've done in the past few months.

>And you realise that as badly as Vinyl's always treated you, Octavia has been the complete opposite.

>She even went so far as to get you out of being arrested for grand larceny.

>You picked the wrong neighbor to fall for, and you hadn't realized it since last night.

>Now the only problem will be dealing with Vinyl...

 

>You are Octavia.

>And you walk into your house incredibly happy with last night.

>Unfortunately this good mood is soured when you trot into the kitchen to find Vinyl sitting there.

>She's staring at you with a look of intense anger and malice.

>Tread carefully, Octavia, angry Vinyl is hard to deal with.

"Good morning Vinyl.."

>"He's mine Octavia."

>You sigh, so much for the hope of her being civil.

"You do not own Anonymous, Vinyl, he is free to make his own choices, and is not required to do what you tell him to."

>Vinyl slams a hoof down on the table.

>"He LIKES doing what I tell him to do! I can see it in his eyes!"

"Perhaps younsimply went too far with him Vinyl. That is aleays what you end up doing to the stallions you like. You push them and push them untill they snap."

Vinyl says nothing, and you continue.

"You never give anything back, you take what you want and send them on thier way, knowing they can't resist the temptation that you offer."

>"I give them what every stallion wants: Sexual release."

"Then perhaps that is your problem Vinyl. You do not know that sometimes, all a make wants is to know someone cares."

>Your roommate gets up and storms out of the room, only stopping in the doorway to say one more thing.

>"He's mine Octavia, you had no right to take him from me, and i'm going to show him that it's me he wants."

>She continues walking, and you hear the front door slam.

>You groan in frustration and head off to your room to practice your cello.

>It isn't the instrument you'd like to be playing right now, but it IS the one you make your living with.

>You smirk at yourself as you pick up the bow and start to play.

 

>Back to Anon.

>You're chilling on your couch, as usual.

>Not that you're lazy, there just isn't ever much to do.

>No sooner do you think that then a knock comes at the door.

>Only two p0nies ever knock at your door.

>And one of them just left.

>Of course that means that only one p0ny could be standing outside.

>You open the door, and sure enough, there she stands.

"Hello Fluttershy."

>"Anon, is being left alone to pursue other mares only to have an old flame suddenly come back into your life to sweep you off your feet your fetish?"

>You are speechless.

>Fluttershy is smiling at you.

"Seriously? We're back to this? What happened to liking Disc?"

>"He doesn't have a hot monkey dick like you do."

>She giggles.

>You glare at her and close the door.

>Deep down, you always knew it was too good to be true. You knew she'd be back.

>No matter, you shan't let this ruin your day.

>You have a few books to return to the library, and you might stop off at Sugarcube Corner for some cake.

>Pinkie might be crazy, but she makes some damn good cake.

>As soon as you walk out the door, you notice something suspicious.

>There is a bush on your front lawn that wasn't there before.

>It's quite odd looking, with yellow and pink leaves.

>It's also a poorly disguised Fluttershy.

>"I-is a massive bush your fetish Anon?"

>You snort in laughter as you walk past her, and she looks confused.

>Fluttershy follows you as you walk around aimlessly, not really in any particular rush to get anywhere.

>She stumbles while she's staring at your crotch, and falls face first into a cart of honey glazed nuts.

>Many, many get stuck in her mane.

>As you look at her, trying your best not to laugh, she looks at the nuts stuck in her mane.

>"Are hairy nuts your fetish Anon?"

>You break out into a ten minute fit of laughter.

>When you finally recover, you wipe the tears from your eyes, and get up.

>The rest of the morning goes by in a similar vein, with Fluttershy inadvertantly causing bouts of laughter with rediculous fetishes.

>Eventually you get done with what you wanted to do, and head back home.

>Just before walking into your house, Fluttershy's voice stops you.

>"T-thank you for spemding the day with me Anon, it was *mumblemumble*"

>You grin at her.

"I had fun too Fluttershy, but i'm still not going to be with you."

>She nods sadly.

>"I u-understand.."

>You say goodbye and head into your house.

>Something feels off. Somethin is different from how you left it.

>Usually you would blame Fluttershy, but she was with you all day.

>Then you see it. Vinyl's camera sitting on your table.

>Taking the hint, you open up the little screen on your side and hit play.

>Vinyl appears on screen, she looks horrible, you see several bottles of alcohol on the table behind her.

>"So Anon... You think you can just walk away from me whenever you want? You think someone else is going to treat you any better than me? Well you're wrong Anon."

>The camera pans away from Vinyl's face, and you recognize the interior of the nightclub.

>The image starts moving around, and you hear muffled noises from the door Vinyl is walking towards.

>A white hoof appears and reveals the source of the noise by opening the door.

>Octavia is tied up on a table, and she is sobbing and struggling as several masked stallions have thier way with her.

>You see some red welts on her flanks from where she was presumably whipped, and her mane and tail are streaked with cum.

>You feel your anger boiling up inside as the camera sways drunkenly and Vinyl speaks again.

>"Looks like your new marefriend is kind of a slut Nony, maybe you would have been better off with me after all.."

>You drop the camera and crush it under your feet.

>Vinyl shouldn't have done that.

>You were fine when she was just fucking with you, but this is taking it too far.

>A cold, emotionless envelopes you as you grab the several things you're going to need.

>The last thing you grab before heading out the door is your trusty anti-rape bat.

>You think this is as good a time as ever to use it.

>You stalk towards the nightclub, completely single minded in your determination to help Octavia.

>And make Vinyl pay.

>You arrive at your destination and kick in the door, startling one of the masked p0nies.

>He was probably sent here to watch for you.

>How unlucky for him.

>You swing your bat at his head, knocking him out before he can say a word.

>From the sounds you hear, it seems the others are still having their way with Tavi.

>You track down the room they're in by the noise, and once again open the door with a kick.

>The four stallions currently using Octavia as a cum dumpster freeze as they see you, and Vinyl's eyes widen in fear.

>You ignore the unicorn for the time being, and set about beating the ever loving shit out of the masked rapists.

>Blood spatters the wall as several teeth are knocked out of one.

>A sickening crack signals that another has a broken leg.

>Even in your anger you know that you are probably going too far, but you don't care.

>When you are done, you turn to Vinyl, who has huddled herself into a corner as she stares at you in drunken fear.

 >You take the few strides needed to cross the room and grab her by the mane.

>She shrieks in pain as you yank her up, and lead her out of the room.

>She tries to use her magic, but in her drunken state it's easy to interrupt her.

>You then take out your roll of electrical tape and wrap her horn in a tight, thick layer.

>Hopefully, it's disconcerting and uncomfertable enough to prevent her trying magic again.

>You lead the struggling unicorn to the stage, where her turntable is set up, and pick her up, slamming her on her back on top of it.

>She whines in pain and you grab the rope you brought, starting to tie her up.

>"S-stop! Anon what are you doing!?"

>You affix her with a cold glare.

"I am going to teach you a lesson."

>You continue tying her up, and pull the rope tight, forcing her legs to spread wide.

>"No! No no nonono... Please *sob* Anon... Don't do this... I'm sorry *sob*"

"You had no problem letting your best friend get raped, maybe you need to learn how it feels."

>You begin removing your clothes, glaring angrily at Vinyl the entire time.

>She is sobbing and pleading with you to let go as you stand between her legs.

>"Anon! You can't do this please... I'm still a virgin!"

>This brings you pause, as you stare in disbelief at Vinyl.

"What do you mean you're still a virgin?"

>"I-I've never had *sob* s-sex with a stallion... None of them... Deserve me...."

>You anger settles over you once again at her answer, as you lean your face in close and whisper in her ear.

"You deserve this."

>You thrust into her as hard as you can and she screams in pain.

>You start to savagely fuck Vinyl, channeling all your anger into that one action.

>You wrap one hand around her throat and press down, choking off her sobs and leaving her gasping for breath.

>You reach down with your other hand and grab her tail, pulling as hard as you can.

>Vinyl's pussy contracts around your cock and her back arches as she cums, and you smack her hard across the face.

"Don't you dare enjoy that bitch, i'll tell you when to cum."

>Vinyl whimpers as tears streak down her face and you continue to brutally fuck her.

>Eventually, the urge to cum rises up in you, and you hilt yourself in her, filling her hole with your semen.

>You pull out of her, wipe your bloody, cum covered cock on her tail, and walk around untill you're standing over her head.

>Vinyl is shaking and whimpering, and the look in her eyes tell you that you've broken her.

>You feel no pity, you don't even feel angry anymore as you lean down, your face inches from hers.

"I just taught you a very important lesson Vinyl, and you best remember it. Now you are going to thank me for it."

>Vinyl's mouth opens, and in a voice hoarse due to her bruised throat, answers.

>"T-thank.... You.."

>You lean closer.

"I'm sorry, I think there something missing from that, try again."

>"Thank you... Master..."

 

FIN

 

 

Epilogue.

 

>Several weeks have gone by since you punished Vinyl.

>And things could not have turned out better for you.

>Celestia assigned Raritan and Disc Ward to investigate the charges of rape.

>And with three identical testimonies, the group of stallions you beat up were imprisoned for the rape of Vinyl and Octavia.

>You were hailed as a hero for saving both mares.

>Octavia hasn't left your side (or your bed) since that day.

>Although to your utter surprise, she admitted that being held down and used for another's enjoyment turned her on.

>That confirmed that she's even kinkier than you thought.

>Vinyl has been avoiding you since that day, leaving every time you entered a room she was in.

>Today, however, you woke up, and as you were doing your morning routine, a knock came at the door.

>You opened it to find Vinyl sitting on your porch.

>She looked much less cocky than usual, and before you could say a word, she threw herself at you and hughed your legs.

>"Master, I need you! Please let me stay with you!"

>A smile came over your face as the mare who once ordered you around was begging for you to have her.

>And that's how you ended up with two p0nies who discovered a love for being dominated.

>That's okay though. Because you also found out something that day.

>You like being in charge, you like making the decisions for others.

 

>You are currently at the nightclub, sitting up on the VIP balcony.

>You've been spending a lot of time here recently, watching Vinyl's shows, and occasionally engaging in some act of public indecence with either her or Tavi.

>You still can't stand Vinyl's music, but at least she's stopped playing it in the morning.

>Mostly because you wake up first in the morning.

>Those two can't deal with human stamina, heh.

>Tavi, on the other hand, had an inspiration one night at the club, and has since been trying a new playing style.

>In fact, she bought an electric cello, and plays alongside Vinyl.

>The combination of classical and wubs isn't as bad as you thought it would be.

>Still doesn't compare to your good ol' rock n' roll.

>You kick up your feet and twiddle your thumbs as you finish your musing about the past few weeks, and over at the stairs.

>You grin as the ponies you've been waiting for finally arrive.

>Disc and Rar sit down opposite you at the table.

"Hey guys, glad you could make it."

>Raritan smiles back.

>"Why of course we could make it, I for one, would not miss this for the world."

>Disc chuckles.

>"I wouldn't miss this either, I might not remember much of last time, but I know it was damn fun."

>Down on the stage, Vinyl and Tavi have finished playing, and are heading towards the stairs.

"By the way, I never thanked you guys properly for helping skew the case in our favor before."

>DW:"It's no problem Anon, you're a friend, and everything worked out fine anyways."

>Some generic club music comes on, and an idea strikes you.

"I'll be right back guys."

>You get up and head over to the sound system in the small room nearby.

>You pull out your rarely used phone from your pocket, and plug it in.

>Finding the track you want, you hit play and the song begins to play.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=djVIDpVsDAQ

>You head back to your table, where Vinyl and Tavi are now sitting with the others.

>You kiss each ome deeply before seating yourself between them.

>They each lean their heads on your shoulders.

"Well, now that we're all here, how about we get to the night's real fun?"

>You reach into your jacket pocket and take out a familiar bottle of pills.

>You take out five, and place one on front of each pony.

>The last one is for you.

>You pour everyone a glass of Applejack Daniels to wash it down, and you all raise your glass in salute.

>You each take your pill and put it on your tongue.

"Friends, lovers, fellow felons, let's make this one a night to remember."

>You bring the glass to your lips and drink it down, the others doing the same.

>A short time later, the flying hippo appears, and you greet him happily.

>You know he'll see you home safely, he always does.

>As for what happens between now and then, well, you'll just have to find out tomorrow...

 

I would like to thank Picklehead and Clever Dick, without whom I probably would never have gotten around to writing this story.