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Disclaimer: As ever, I don't own anything. Actually, not quite true, I own quite a lot of things. I don't own My Little Pony, however. I don't own any of the characters who are mentioned with the exception of Redhat, my OC. I do own the laptop I wrote this on, however. I am not entirely clear on whether I own the idea of the fic, but it's based off an idea I had, unrelated to MLP, which I rather do own.

Additionally, if you want to expand on the universe of Le Salon, please do. If you want to write about the further adventures of these characters in their Salon-ing, just drop me a line first and we'll chat. 9/10 times I'll probably say go for it.

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Finally, correction. My French buddy, who genuinely speaks French and lives in France, a country where it is spoken, has told me the name should be "Le Salon de la Petite Mort." That's probably right. I had no idea, but Fleur, who is omnilingual, would. Not gonna change the title, just acknowledging I got it wrong.

Le Salon de Petite Morte

or

A Series of Discussions on Sexual Behaviors With Illustrative Examples

Chapter Two

In Which Octavia is in Bondage

"...And he said the clown can stay, but the unicorn in the gorilla suit has to go!"

Laughter went around the room. Octavia chuckled a little appreciatively as well. Some of Hoity Toity's jokes could be a little, well, odd... It wasn't that she didn't understand them, but he simply had a strange sense of humor.

One of the first things she had learned was how rarely they would stay on topic here. Oh, they listened when somepony else talked, of course. That was not the question. They listened, politely enough as well. As much as she enjoyed the sexual aspects, she was quite capable of that on her own. This was as much about the company as the sex. As much about who they were speaking to as who they were fucking. She wouldn't have stayed if they always spoke about what they had done. After the stories, they got to talking. You could hear the most amazing things when you listened to society speak. She wouldn't have been a member if it was just about the sex.

The night had worn on for a while. Now a few stories had been told, and a few drinks had been had as well. The smell of various alcohols filled the air. Wines, brandy, whiskey... And a strange, sharp smell of absinthe as well.

Hoity Toity leaned over, speaking again to Redhat. "I don't know how you can drink that stuff."

Red laughed, and looked at his glass, and at the fountain-like contraption set up on the coffee table. "It's horrible, isn't it."

Hoity nodded at that, "It tastes like piss."

"Piss tastes better." Commented Fleur. Octavia saw Fancy Pants shake his head at that. "I didn't say I liked it! I just said it's better than absinthe!" Added the pink-maned unicorn.

"Yes," Red replied, "But if there's sugar in your piss, you have a problem. If it's in your absinthe, it just means you know how to drink absinthe right."

Octavia, of course, didn't drink. Too young. She only listened, and occasionally had a glass of water. She enjoyed the listening, though. She had occasionally overheard conversations during her performances, but she never spoke. The stage had always been an unbroken barrier between her and the society she performed for. Here she felt like she actually belonged in the room. They were friends, and companions, and helped each-other out when there was trouble. Fortunately, trouble had been rare in the group so far.

However, there was still obligation. She looked at her circle of friends.

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She did not look at Vinyl. There were three reasons for this. The first was that Vinyl stood behind her, and she would have to crane her neck to get a good look at the white mare. The second was body suit she was wearing held her in one position, hooves forward and together, on the ground, face forward. She could not turn her head back to look at Vinyl even if she wanted to. The third reason was that the bodysuit, while breathable, had no holes for the eyes. Only two, one at the front for the mouth, one at the back, revealing asshole and pussy.

She could still hear, though, though, and she was getting a certain sense of nervousness from Vinyl's end "Are you alright dear?" She asked.

There was a pause for a second, which she presumed was the white mare nodding, before remembering she couldn't be seen. "I'm fine! This is just a bit weird is all."

"You don't have to do it, you know." She told Vinyl. She smiled gently, warmly, though she didn't know if Vinyl had walked around where she could hear it. "I won't force you to do anything you're uncomfortable with."

There was some forced perkiness, "It's fine! You have your group to do this for, don't you?"

Octavia didn't nod, as her head was held in place. "Yes, dear," she replied, "But you don't. If you're nervous, we can stop. I can call somepony else. Fleur, Spitfire, Fancy Pants..." She suggested, "You like them. We could all go out to dinner afterwards, it would be lovely.."

"I can totally keep up with them!" Vinyl said. She had moved around front now. The forced perkiness was still in her voice, but what she said next came out low, slow, and almost a little sad, "I just... I'm worried you'll get hurt."

"I can breathe, Vinyl" she said, "I can hear you, and I can say the safeword. Moreover, so much more importantly, I trust you. I know you won't hurt me. Vinyl, we don't have to do this if you don't want to."

"I do!" Her mare friend answered, "I do."

"Very well," said Octavia, "Then get going. Gag me."

She opened her mouth, and soon felt a cool metal ring inserted into it. A ring gag... She found them more fun than ball gags. There were a few reasons for that. To start with, a ring gag could have things inserted into it. With men, it meant you could make the other pony suck cock, but women could still make there be kisses and licks.

She felt the leather straps adjust themselves behind her head, smoothly through unicorn magic. She paused for a second, and heard Vinyl walking casually back behind her She gave a reminding cough, which would have come out as "Ah-hem" but without the ability to move her lips, simply made an "Ah-heh" sound.

"What'd I do?" Vinyl asked with a bit of nervousness in her voice. The white mare knew full well that that light "Ah-hem" sound meant that

"Ay-er"

"What?"

"AY-ERG!" Octavia insisted. There was a pause for a moment, and then Octavia felt her the gag pulled out of her mouth. "What was that?"

"Safe. Word." Octavia reminded her, "You need to make sure I can say the safeword. So I can get you to stop if necessary. Not that I think it will be, this is just a precaution."

"Oh..." Said Vinyl, and there sounded like a moment of uncertainty, hooves shuffling on the ground, "So say it."

"With the gag in." Octavia explained. "Make sure I can say it with the gag in so you know what it sounds like when I say it with the gag in. So that you will recognize it."

"Ohhhh..." The gag attached itself once more, ring holding Octavia's mouth open. Her mouth would get dry from this, she knew that. However, if she had been concerned about comfort, she likely would not be immobilised on the floor in a constricting bodysuit, not even able to see the world around her. The discomfort merely added to the eroticism of the moment.

"NOW say it?"

"Yankee." It wasn't an ideal safeword, perhaps. She wasn't even entirely sure what it meant. Some historical term no doubt, probably an insult. What counted was that it was not likely to come up during sex play, and that she could say it without moving her mouth.

"Alright. I got it." Said Vinyl, sounding perhaps a little proud of that, and then paused, "So, umm... Now what?"

"Ge Going"

"RIGHT!" There were hoofsteps moving behind her. She was impressed with Vinyl's determination to go through with this. Over and over she had told the white mare that she really, REALLY didn't need to. The whole reason this group existed was trust. She could trust any of them as much as Vinyl.

Vinyl had been adamant. She was going to do this. Sometimes she thought the unicorn got a little jealous of her and her club. She knew that she wouldn't fit in at all. Redhat, who worked with Vinyl at a nightclub they co-owned, sometimes seemed out of place himself. He was able to move at least acceptably in those circles, however. He wasn't a stallion of them in general, but he'd been raised rich.

Vinyl would probably make a fool of herself. They wouldn't judge her, of course, they were kind ponies. It wasn't a question of that, she would just not fit in. She wouldn't enjoy it, either. Hoity Toity's interminable anecdotes and sarcastic commentary, Filthy Rich's constant business talk, the high-society gossip of ponies she wouldn't know or care about.

Even the sex parts might not excite her. Not only because for every fetish you found that you adored, you found several more that bored you, but also because these were society, not storytellers. They simply weren't very good with-

"EEK!" She gasped as she felt teeth on her flank. It didn't break the bodysuit, but it hurt. It was unexpected... And she got a little wet from it too. She didn't expect her lover to be so... Aggressive.

The teeth kept digging into her flank for a moment... Then pulled away. She gave a few long pants. That felt... That felt good, really. "Wow! Yah ge-ing i-oo ih" she commented through her gag.

"Anything for my lovely mare." She felt that muzzle had moved down now...Pressing against her ass... She felt a few licks around her tailhole, that sent shivers of pleasure down her spine. She squirmed around, but was not able to move much from the bodysuit. It held her in place as she took the pleasure of her ass being tongued... Then her lover moved down, pressing mouth to pussy.

"Ahhhhhh..." Octavia groaned, "Yeh... Kee i uh..." She coached her lover, encouraging her.

"Quiet down, Tavi" Scratch told her, "I didn't say you get to talk yet."

Oooh, dominance from the mare too... Sexy. Unexpected, and sexy... She was really getting into this. Octavia decided to push it and see how far it would go.

"Ohw ell ahk?"

She felt a smack on her flank. Harder than a hoof. Something broad. A paddle! Her lover had just spanked her with a paddle! She gave a happy squeak. She was always impressed by the enthusiasm the unicorn brought to this. Would she do it again.

"Ak Urr!"

OW! Yes! She did it again. Twice! This was incredible... She felt that tongue beginning to work harder, too. Was Vinyl enjoying this as much as she was? Was there a hidden bondage-loving Domme in the perky DJ?

She liked the idea... That maybe there was something hidden there... That Vinyl could be a cruel mistress to her sometimes. Judging from how she just got wetter, and her lover just licked harder, this was certainly going to be a keeper...

She didn't mean to vocalise herself this time, she just sighed and said "Ann ich ih naik"

Three times now. Smack, smack, smack and Vinyl didn't even stop licking her... "One more for each time you talk." Wow, she was a little beast. The unicorn's tongue had her so close..., So close she felt like she was on fire.

Octavia moaned at that... Vinyl slowed down, and finally pulled out, just as that hot tongue was on the verge of bringing Tavi over the edge "Hmm... I think I'm going about this the wrong way." Said the unicorn... Octavia groaned, and shook her head. Not going the wrong way at all. Definitely right way.

"I mean, I'm the dominant here." Octavia didn't reply to that, not sure if she was supposed to.

"You can reply there. I just wanna be sure I've got it. I'm the dominant partner, yeah?"

"Nnng-hnng..." Octavia groaned out,

"So if I'm the dominant partner... Why am I the one pleasuring you?"

Octavia panted at that... And heard the sound of her lover walking around to a more suitable spot. She smelled the tangy scent of Vinyl's hot pussy in front of her. She groaned at the scent, it had her so aroused. She wondered if Vinyl was in heat.

"Stick out your tongue and lick me."

She tried. The first lick missed entirely. She struggled to lean forward as much as the restraining suit would allow her, she tried again... Nothing. Her lover giggled... And then pressed forward, pressing that unicorn pussy hard to Octavia's mouth. Octavia licked. Her tongue moved up and down, up and down... Inside those hot inner lips. Wow, Vinyl was almost as wet as she was! She felt encouraged, glad her lover enjoyed this, as her tongue moved around on the inside. It tried to explore every inch of that pussy...

She heard the loud, long groans of her lover. She recognized the frequency, too. Starting out low, slow... And gradually getting higher, then starting to get faster as well... She started piercing her with her tongue. In, out, in, out, fucking that hot pussy as best she could without seeing it. Vinyl was moaning louder now as well... She felt those hips bucking, rolling against her. "Mmm... You're an eager little bitch, aren't you?" Vinyl teased her. Octavia moaned in agreement, "Ye Ih-Yehh"

She gave long, erotic groans as the paddle struck her flank four times now. The sound of her arousal getting so close to spiking once more drove her lover over the edge. She felt those hips seeming to slam into her mouth a few times. Once... Twice... Three... Four... Pressing hard and then that hot cunt began convulsing and squirting on Octavia's mouth.

She took in her lover's girlcum eagerly. That was good... Vinyl seemed really into it as well... Ooh, gosh, she was really into it. She was horny.

She heard Vinyl pant loudly, laughing a little... She heard her lover start laughing to, and gave an 'nnng?' of curiouisity. She couldn't say much more with that gag in her mouth. She had been wrong about one thing. Her mouth certainly wasn't dry at the moment.

When she finally heard her lover's voice, there was a teasing sound in it. "You know..." The unicorn giggled, "You deserve to get off."

She panted encouragingly to her lover,

"But..." But? She didn't like the sound of but.

"Buuuuut." Vinyl teased, "Oh, wow, you're just so good at that..." She giggled highly, "You know, I don't have the strength for it right now."

"NNG!" She objected loudly. She still didn't say the safe-word, though. She wanted to see where this was going.

"I think I'm going to have to go lie down for a bit. That really took it outta me." Octavia screeched. That wasn't good. She couldn't be tied down here like that. Trapped. Horny. Desperate... Not to mention if something happened, it was dangerous.

"Buuuut" her lover continued, just as she started started to say it, "You DO deserve to get some more. I mean, I came, you should too." The unicorn giggled, "I'm just so tired... So I got some friends to take care of you."

She heard hoofsteps now. A pair of them... Heavier. She'd called others. Others who would see this? Oh goodness. She was embarrassed. She was humiliated. She was... Soaking wet. She gave an involuntary groan... She was being seen... All tied up and helpless. Free to have anything done to her by any pony... She pushed backwards against an imaginary cock and heard a laugh.

Fancy Pants. She'd gotten Fancy Pants. Ahh... That must be Fleur with him. Oh, Faust... She heard them talking quietly to Vinyl, and couldn't make out the words, and then to each-other as the door closed behind them.

"Front or back?"

"I want the front." She heard the Fancy pony say. Her voice was always so high, happy... But she was concentrating a bit more now.

"Ah, I was hoping for the front." Fancy Pants laughed,

"It's a terrible angle, I wouldn't get much out of the back. Whereas you can just put it in."

Fancy Pants must have agreed... Because the next thing she felt was a thick, hard cock being pressed up against her cunt. She groaned out as she felt it slip into her. He was thick. He was long... He was one big stallion. She knew from experience, but it always surprised her how good he felt. She then felt Fleur's pussy pressed up against her.

Fleur always had a distinctive smell... A light, fruity smell, a bit like cherries. She probably scented down there. It certainly made her smell more pleasant. The earth pony began dutifully licking... Her tongue teased the outside of Fleur's pussy.

She felt Fancy Pants beginning to take her now... His cock pressed in deep every time. He certainly wasn't in the mood for an easy ride, tonight. But he understood a lot about mood. When you have someone tied up, immobilized, it's not a time for calm, slow lovemaking. It's a time for fucking.

And oh heavens he was fucking her now. His cock was hammering away at her tight cunt, pounding that pretty grey pussy like there was no tomorrow. The earth pony would have tossed her head, but she was held still... And she had that sweet-smelling cunt shoved in her face.

She went back to licking it, sniffing it... Absorbed by the smell of Fleur around her. She moaned into her, her tongue circling... Trying to hit every bit, every inch. Trying to reach every part of that beautiful pussy.

Fleur's moans were always high-pitched, like the rest of her voice. She always sounded a little sexual, so when she moaned, she sounded downright dangerously horny. She sounded like she was on the edge of orgasm already.

Octavia wouldn't be able to judge the stallion behind her as well, but from the way he seemed to be leaking pre into her, the rate of his powerful thrusts, he was getting close... And he wasn't the only one. She was moaning herself, her body pressed against these two other forms...

She kept trying to move backwards and forwards, both at the same time. She wanted to lick and tease Fleur's pussy better... At the same time she wanted to swallow up Fancy Pants's cock even more, take him even deeper. She wanted to feel him inside her. She wanted to feel him CUM inside her.

If she didn't find herself cumming first. Her pussy was dripping wet now, and hot as an Appleloosan summer. She was letting out desperate groans into Fleur's cunt. She was close... Close...

Oh, yes, she was there! Her cunt started fluttering, spasming, twisting and grinding around Fancy Pants's cock... Which led him to thrust deep into her, his shaft bucking, jumping, and then shooting cum. She felt it pump, shot after shot, deep inside her.

The sound of Octavia's orgasm, and the surely arousing look on Fancy Pants's face as he unleashed his cum inside her proved too much for Fleur as well... The pink-maned pony's girl cum started gushing over that grey face. There was so much more of it than Vinyl had had as well... She felt that hot pussy as it came on her face... Oh, god that felt good. She felt like a little slut. And she loved it.

As the commotion calmed down, there was a third sound. High, fast gasping... The cute sounds Vinyl made when she came. She hadn't left at all... She'd been there the whole time, watching the other three ponies fucking.

Octavia blushed bright-red, surprised by that... She felt the two larger unicorns pull out, she felt Fancy Pants's cum dripping out of her. So much... So thick and gooey. Clearly the greatest magician ever was the one who had come up with an infertility spell.

The blindfold and gag were removed. She panted and looked up at the three unicorns. They all seemed to have enjoyed the show. All four of them were a little out of breath after that.

"That... Was amazing..." Fancy Pants declared, "Did you enjoy it?"

Octavia smiled up at him, "I'll tell you on Friday."

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"So yes," Octavia smiled, taping a sip of water, "I certainly did enjoy it."

There was a small bit of laughter around the room. "You'd recommend it then?" Spitfire asked.

Octavia nodded, "Oh, yes, but only if you trust the pony deeply. If it hadn't been with Vinyl, or Fleur or Fancy, I would not have been able to feel safe enough to have fun."

Safety was a watchword. They didn't have to worry about unwanted pregnancies, and they tested regularly to make sure they were clean. They made sure that their lovers had been tested too, or else they would wear protection. The safety wasn't just secrecy. They had to be safe sexually as well.

They took risks, yes, but they didn't take the wrong type. This was all about sensation, sensuality. The risks they took were with what they were comfortable with. With doing something they might not like on the off chance they would love it. They didn't take risks with their bodies. They had to be safe.

Just as importantly, they had to feel safe. There might be professional doms or prostitutes, or simply others who would be interested in this. In many of these, though, you were putting your life in your lover's hands. What they did could be dangerous. Anything could happen when she was bound up immobile. She trusted Vinyl, and she trusted Fancy Pants and Fleur. Ultimately, everypony in this room trusted every other pony in this room. That was what allowed this to work.

After a while, Fancy Pants looked at his watch, "I'm afraid we should not get too carried away. I believe it is dinner time."

There was rustling as they all got out of their chairs. First Fleur opened the door a crack, to make sure that Housekeeping had left. The food was on the table, and it smelled delicious. They each made their way to a chair, talking softly. Just as they began to sit down, Hoity Toity spoke up.

"Well. I have a story of my own this week. And you will never guess who it was with."

They all looked at him. True, he could be long-winded, but he had a way with words. Despite his flair for drama, they knew that if he had something to tell... It would be worth hearing.

They sat down, and began to nibble at the food. Mostly, though, they were listening.