Vinyl hurried after Octavia. The classical girl fled the stage after her humiliation by the Rainbooms. Despite wearing a skirt and heels, not to mention carrying a cello, she still kept ahead of Scratch.

Fortunately for the DJ, Octavia’s destination was well know. Vinyl entered the music hall to find her Octavia.

The grey girl sat on a desk plucking at the strings on her cello. She was struggling not to cry, hiccuping slightly. Her face was hidden in the shadows of the room lit only from the hallway.

Vinyl flicked the lightswitch on and closed the door. The mute girl smiled reassuringly at her girl and approached the desk.

“Not now Vinyl, I’m not in the mood.” Octavia whispered harshly. She still set down her cello and faced her girlfriend.

Vinyl stood in front of Octavia and pressed on her knee high socks. Slowly Octavia’s legs spread and Vinyl stepped between them. She reached up and loosened Octavia’s bow tie. She leaned in and kissed Octavia’s nose.

Octavia whimpered and a few tears escaped and ran down her cheeks. “I tried so hard. You know how much I wanted this.” Her beautiful grey cleavage was exposed to the cool air as Vinyl unzipped the best and unbuttoned her blouse.

Vinyl’s lips descended to place hot kisses on Octavia’s cleavage. Her hands grabbed her zipper and unzipped her shirt.

Octavia let out a little moan. “But you helped the Rainbooms. You helped them over me. It was just sound equipment but why did you help them over me?” Octavia’s voice trembled as her nipples hardened from the stimulation.

Faintly the sound of the siren’s song filtered into the room. A green haze began to form around the upset grey musician.

Vinyl shook her head and straightened up. She slid her shirt off and dropped it to the floor. Her perky, soft yellow boobs stood proudly on display. She liked her lips and made a fucking geature with her fingers.

There was a green flash in Octavia’s eyes. She snapped her thighs shut and glared at Vinyl. Her hand reach behind her to an audio cord sitting on the desk. “You helped them Vinyl! It’s Rarity isn’t it! No! It’s that daemon bitch Sunset!” Octavia launched herself forward with a guttural roar and plowed into Vinyl. She head butted right between those creamy tits.

A winded grunt expelled from Vinyl’s lungs and she fell backwards over a speaker box. Somehow her trademark shades remained on her face. She writhed from the pain between her boobs and the scrapes on her back.

Octavia rounded the speaker and looped the audio cord around Vinyl’s neck. Her scowl slowly curved upward into a manic grin. “I was just another fucktoy wasn’t I Vinyl?!” Octavia hissed as she pulled the cord tight.

“GHHAAYYCKK!” Vinyl reached up and tugged at the wire. She hooked her fingers around one loop and pulled it. This only pulled the wire tighter, cutting into her skin. Desperate gasps and gags issued from her lips. She reached up to try to pat Octavia’s arm. She missed and groped a firm boob instead.

“Well don’t worry! You’ll still get to eat out my twat when I’m done with you!” Octavia cried hysterically. “Once I wrong the life from your wretched neck I’m going to grind my cunt in that lecherous tongue of your’s!”

Vinyl kicked her legs violently, sending both her shoes flying. One hit a drum with a solid thump. She slapped at Octavia’s arm and boob. Spots had formed in her vision. Vinyl still wore her headphones, keeping out the siren song. This only made Vinyl’s suffering worse as she was betrayed by the love of her life. She could still heat Octavia’s words, as the grey beauty was screaming them.

“Keep moaning, keep gagging! Vinyl baby, you’re making me so wet!” Octavia was brining her crotch against Vinyl’s struggling form. “If you’re a good dead bitch I might even eat your slut pussy!”

Vinyl began fade fast, her vision fading to black. She lost control of her bladder and very quickly pissed herself. Her panties then her leggings soaked through before spurts of urine splattered the floor. Drinking five energy drinks earlier was a bad idea as she made quite the puddle. A raspy sigh was the last sound to pass her lips as she went limp in Octavia’s arms.

Octavia let out a erotic moan. “Oh yes! Vinyl baby die in my arms tonight!” Octavia held the wire for another minute, cutting into Vinyl’s throat and drawing blood. Once sure that the girl was actually dead, Octavia let her now ex-girlfriend drop to the floor.

Vinyl’s head was now between Octavia’s legs staring sightlessly up at the damp panties and moisture on the inner thighs.

Octavia licked her lips and her eyes flashed green. “Now let’s put you to work.”