Sweetieslut - Hayseed's Revenge (Octavia, unfinished)

“How could she do this to me,”

>Hickseed walked back to his house again.

>heading home again from another girl who only wanted to tease him and brag about it to her friends.

>It was sad really, he only recently got up the nerve to start asking girls out, and the few that would even accept would not show up or laugh at him.

“Tonight was the last night”

>Throwing his box of chocolates down to the ground he opens the door.

>Searching through his emails he finds one from another girl, probably a joke again.

“Think you can laugh at me anymore”

>He slams away on his keyboard, Of course my beautiful; I will meet you at Sugar Cube corner.

Can’t wait to meet you Octaiva

 

>The next afternoon came quickly but Hayseed was not worried.

>For once fate would not be an obstacle, grabbing a pill bottle he hides it in his coat.

>Driving to sugar cube corner a smile creeps on his face.

>He wouldn’t have to be alone anymore

 

>Octavia waited at the table like she had promised Vinyl scratch.

”how does she always talk me into this kind of situation, Vinyl and her practical jokes”

>she rolls her eyes, she still can’t believe what she does for that girl.

 

>An old beat up truck chugs into the parking lot.

>its loud bang brings everyone’s eyes look at the monster.

>Heading into the shop, a smile creeps onto his face.

“My Octavia you are a sight for sore eyes.

I am glad you accepted my invite out”

>her nervous glaze tells everything, allowing him to feel guilt free as he slips the pill into her drink.

“Oh so that is how it is, another gag hu”

>he frowns.

 

“Um sorry I really am.

It’s nothing personal but Vinyl thought it would be funny.

I guess that still doesn’t make up for it but”

 

“Oh that’s ok, I am kind of used to it.

But can we at least drink this soda together.

You know so I don’t look so lame with my friends.”

He smiles as she takes a drink.

 

“I guess that would be alright.

I mean it is my fault”

>taking another drink she starts to feel a little dizzy.

>shacking it off for staying up for a full day and a half working on her song

“yeah isn’t it is little warm in here”

>she nearly falls from her chair, reaching out and grabbing the table.

 

>Hayseed offers his hand.

“You don’t look to good, why don’t I take you home”

>He walks her to his Truck, smiling.

 

“Thank you very much”

>She nearly falls as he catches her.

“And I am sorry about tonight, it wasn’t my idea”

>Her vision begins to fade as she gets into the truck.

>As she awakens she finds herself bound to a bed by a silk robe, her hands and legs unable to move

“I demand you tell me what is going on.

Sure I played a joke but honestly you are taking things to far.”

Her screams ignored as he sits there staring at her.

 

>Morning seems to take forever to arrive; her awkward position makes it hard to get to sleep.

“Sir please, I apologize I know what I did was wrong.

Please let me go, no one has to know”

>She begs for the umpteenth time, her pleas finally heard.

 

“Oh sorry I can’t.

You said you wanted to date me, and I am tired of being alone.

And besides is it so bad that you are stuck here”

>He heads to the kitchen for a few minutes returning with a plate of French toast.

“I am sorry if this isn’t what you like”

>Untying her left hand, he feels the burn of her handprint on his face,

“Oh don’t be that way.”

>Grabbing her hand he places the plate on her bed.

“Next time you might have a better attitude”

>He leans down to kiss her, feeling her spit hit his face.

“Ok maybe another six hours alone will help your attitude”

>He backs away from her so she can’t touch him.

 

“How dare you treat me like this.

I am Octavia, don’t you think I will be missed”

>She grabs her plate and throws it at him, missing

 

 

“No they won’t”

>Hayseed gets on his computer typing away.

“Your foalbook account was not that hard to figure out.

Would you rather be going to the Crystal Orchestra, Um yeah that sounds good.

See your friends will just think you are going to where you keep saying you wanted to go.”

>Laughing he looks back at her.

“I hope you can wait till lunch”

>A sadistic smile creeps on his face.

 

>Morning turns to noon, and than even later.

>Soon the sound of Octavias own stomach is revealing her weakness

>Looking back to Hayseed she breaks down.

“Please sir I am really hungry.

Please my I have something to eat”

 

>Hayseed looks at her and then walks to the kitchen, grabing the cold French toast from breakfast out of the fridge, it still having carpet fibers from earlier

“Here you go”

>He just about hands her the plate, but pulls it back

“Are you really hungry,”

>the growl from her stomach confirms it.

"Than perhaps a kiss first”

>Bending down this time she accepts it, hunger overpowering her hatred and fear.

>A quick peck for now, it is a good start.

>He cuts up the toast.

“This time I think I will make sure you eat well”

>He says feeding it to her.

 

>with the pain of a empty stomach behind her a new problem reveals itself.

>Her bladder, suffering through 24 hours without relief is near it’s limit.

“Sir please, I must go to the bathroom”

>Her legs spread as they were she can not even cross her legs

>straining her face turns red from the situation.

 

>Hayseed smiles grabbing a bedpan.

“I am sorry there dear, but last time I tried to give you freedom you slapped me.”

>Placing the pan under her he pulls down her skirt and panties, causing her to blush even more

“You don’t want these to get wet do you”

 

“Please I am not a animal”

>Looking deeply in his eyes she begs

“I will date you, I promise I will do what you want. Just untie me.”

 

“But dear, that is what you are, or at least what you will be when I am done. You are here for me alone. I want you to serve me like a good pet, but sadly that means I have to train you”

>He lightly caresses her thigh, making it harder for her to control herself.

“So when you finally break I can treat you with love, until than you will be punished.”

 

“I am not a pet. I am Octavia. I am a musical genius,”

>Her screams are silenced by embracement as her bladder betrays her.

>Felling the splatter of her own urine hitting her leg makes her shiver, how could this happen

“Noooo”

>Here depression falls on deaf ears.

 

>The depression of night gives way to sleep, as she dreams she feels herself in Vinyl’s arms.

>She rocks Octavia, holding her tight

“Just give up”

>Vinyl’s words cut deep like a knife.

“It’s ok, I know you love me. But you must give up. This torture just isn’t right.”

>Octavia looks back up, it is no longer Vinyl there but hayseed.

>Petting her hair something deep inside breaks, and even though it still feels vile she shakes her head yes

 

>The morning sun wakes her, she rubs her eyes to the light.

>’Wait my hands,’ She thinks to her self as she tries to walk to the door, feeling resistance from the back of her neck.

>Feeling her neck she finds she is wearing a collar

>Heading back to her bed she finds food and water nearby.

>Oh water, glorias water, Thank Hayseed for that.

>Finding a note nearby she bends down to read it.

“Dearest Pet, I have very important business at the apple farm today. I will be back soon with a gift. Also I have decided that you can have a little freedom now, so I will no longer bind your arms and legs.

Hope to be home soon Hayseed.”

>She tosses the note to the other side of the room.

>Looking around she manages to find a paperclip, maybe she can break freedom

 

>Hours pass when the click of the lock around her neck finally signals victory.

>As Octavia tries to remove the chain the sound of the truck brings fear back to her.

>Hiding the paperclip under her pillow she resets the lock, afraid that her kidnapper may be crazy enough to hurt her.

>hearing the door open she is surprised by what she sees.

 

“I know it must be quite boring here my pet, and I know how you enjoy music”

>He puts down the massive box opening it for her.

>Inside a cello sits, it’s fine inlaid wood is feathered with a slight gold lay, making it shine as though a jewel

“I hope you can feel at least a bit more comfortable here, however it is custom for a trade”

>He unbuttons her shirt slowly, her jittering makes it difficult to do

“Are you going to really refuse this”

 

>His look remindes her of her father, his stern gaze before he punished her.

“No I am sorry; I was just a little shy”

>Her whisper fades into the walls as he finishes her striping her.

>She hides her perky breast behind her arm.

>The slight chill betrays her as she trys to cuddle with Hayseed for his warmth.

 

“That’s a good girl”

>He holds her tight sharing his warmth, His hand finding her pussy.

>As he rubs against it he feels her try to get away but than feels the cold of the room and presses harder into him.

“That’s a good pet”

 

(Takes place during the dream sequence so yeah.)

 

>Kissing her deeply she replies in kind, perhaps the exhaustion, or even the fact that there is something she admires she accepts him.

>He leads her to his the bed that he has let her have for the last few nights, laying in bed next to her.

>She expects him to make his move tonight and to rape her, but he only snuggles next to her tonight.

>She falls asleep in his arms, the cold night shielded from her by her kidnapper.

>Her only dream comes abruptly, her in her master’s hand.

 

>Though Octavia dreams of vinyl her body responds to its base instincts.

>Grinding at first for heat, she rubs her pussy against his leg.

>The sensation of gratification awakens a lust inside of her.

 

>Awakening to the feel of Octavia pleasing herself on him, Hayseed smiles and reaches down to play with her breast.

>The moan she lets out is music to his ears, felling himself getting hard over her soft body.

>Scooting down he positions himself so she is rubbing against his Harding cock.

 

>In Octavia’s dream Vinyl has just pulled out her strap on, rubbing it against Octavia she grabs her and kisses her deep, there tongues dance as Vinyl pulls her onto her cock.

“Oh Vinyl fuck me hard. Make me your Lady”

>She pushes herself onto the strap-on, it pulsing deep inside of her.

>She feels the tender kisses on her neck, her hands massaging her back.

 

>Hayseed can’t believe that Octavia is forcing herself on him as she sleeps. He knew she would eventually give in, but didn’t expect it so soon.

>He returns her kiss with force, enjoying the feel of her tongue on his.

>Hearing her scream for Vinyl answered it, she was having a wet dream with him.

>Felling her grab his cock and pull it into her finishes getting him full erect.

 

>Rocking harder on Vinyl’s strap-on, Octavia feel’s it get larger.

>It’s heat warms her up from inside.

>She had never felt so close before, so attached.

>She feels the breath gently tickle her neck as Vinyl nibbles on her ear.

>Feeling herself Nearing climax screams out her lovers names, awakening to see herself fucking Hayseed.

>Trying to remember the haze of the dream she feels the euphoria in his arms.

>Looking into her masters satisfied eyes she feels a sense of completeness,

“I love you”

>Her quite whisper seems to echo thorough the silence as she falls back to sleep in his arms.

 

>The fresh day comes early, a new beginning for both, Hayseed lets her sleep kissing her on the forehead.

>Without saying a word he prepares breakfast for the two of them, taking his time.

>when he returns she is still there looking down at the floor.

“Why didn’t you escape”

>He knowingly smiles as he pulls the paperclip from under his bed.

 

>”Why didn’t I.”

>her whisper is heard only by her.

>She didn’t even consider escape, had she gone mad.

>These thoughts run in her head as he serves her the egg white omelet.

“Sir I do not know why I didn’t escape,”

>Her voice finding strength

“I no longer fear you, but I… I, I don’t want to make you disappointed in me.”

 

>He smiles at her, he knew she still had a way to go, but trust was a start

“So you don’t want to disappoint me”

>He asks messaging her back.

 

>The moan that escapes her lips surprises her.

>Not only that but she felt like it was ok, right even for her to be touched by him.

“Oh Hayseed, that feels so good. Please lower, Ohhhhh”

>She knows she shouldn’t be giving him any of this, she should be fighting to get away.

>Her mind tells her to run, but she stays there as his hands explore her ass.

>She tries to force herself to leave, to hit him and take his key.

 

>Finally her mind just gives in to her body; she starts to enjoy his touch.

>His hands find her pussy, forcing her to let out another cry of pleasure.

>About ready to fully give in a voice comes to her.

>Vinyl’s voice screams at her, begs her not to leave.

“Nooooo, please don’t I still love you as well”

>A cry escape her lips, she looks down at the ground disappointed at herself

“I am so sorry, I didn’t mean it. Please don’t be disappointed in me.”

>She looks at him, though there is no disappointment in his eyes, in fact it seems a he is happy with the reply.

 

>Grabbing Octavia’s hand he leads her to the computer.

“I know you have missed her, my pet. And look how much you have been missed”

>Logging on to Octavia’s foalbook is shows page after page of notes left by Vinyl.

“So perhaps there is a way we can all be happy”

>Smiling he whispers his plan into her ear.

 

“Oh sir, if you would please”

>She holds him tight.