"How about I make you that meal, aye?" Anon spoke with nervously clasped hands.

Fluttershy regarded Anon, then her cup of water. "Sure," she whispered.

Anon smiled before crossing the space between them and taking the cup. Anon gestured toward the table and chairs behind the island.

Fluttershy—being so close to Anon—struggled to collect her thoughts. When she finally slid off the counter, she had been staring into Anon's eyes for an embarrassing amount of time.

Clearing his throat, Anon asked, "What is your favorite food?"

Fluttershy was quiet, sitting down at the kitchen table before searching for an answer. Her mind was still full of butterflies—ones that she tried to flush away but only migrated to her stomach. She enjoyed Anon checking her out, staring at her, and she didn't exactly know why, or why she followed his commands so happily.

A meal would be good. Was it a date?

"I like soups… and salads."

Anon hummed an acknowledgment and rummaged through the kitchen cabinets. Fluttershy lifted her eyes to watch Anon put together a salad, feeling flustered and giddy.

Humans were interesting to look at.

Anon scrambled to make a good salad, and then came to the table and set down a massive wooden bowl of it.

"I chose salad since… you know, you're a pony," Anon said, eyes uncertain.

Fluttershy averted her eyes briefly, and nodded. She loved salad.

Anon took another trip to retrieve some silverware, dressing, and the smaller—actual bowls they would be eating out of.

When Anon finally sat down, he avoided her eyes, smiling to himself.

"Help yourself," he said.

Fluttershy realized she was staring again, and quickly got to work on sorting herself out. She put on no dressing and began stabbing the salad in chunks.

When the mare had gathered a stack of greens on her fork, she opened her mouth wide and shoved it in. Crunching, the cute mare's cheeks swelled with her food.

Anon had eaten a single leaf before stopping to observe the mare eating. Now he laughed.

Fluttershy stopped chewing, cheeks partly swollen as she took in Anon's amusement with embarrassment.

"What?" She asked around the mouthful.

Anon tried to speak but the words were swallowed up by more laughter. Fluttershy swallowed audibly and then dropped her fork to dab her face with a napkin.

"I'm sorry… Did I make a fool of myself?" Fluttershy asked, then she covered her cheeks bashfully.

Anon tried to calm down, brushing away amused tears. "Maybe a little, but I think that makes you all the more sexy… Pardon me for saying so."

The small mare looked up through pink strands and then tilted her head curiously.
"What do you mean?"

Anon leaned his elbows on the table and cast his gaze deep into Fluttershy's blue orbs. "Where I come from, humans are everywhere. Life is a lot different. But now that I'm here and I see you in person," Anon paused for a beat. "I see you, for you," he ended vaguely.

Fluttershy didn't understand a thing he said. But something in his words struck a chord with her. The mare took another comically large bite and then looked to Anon for a reaction.

Anon laughed, this time much more loudly. The response still made the mare blush, but instead of feeling anxious, she felt like giggling herself. After swallowing the food, Fluttershy gave a giggle that sounded like a ringing bell.

Anon stopped his own laughter to admire Fluttershy's and then started in on his salad, eyes bright with something.

"So you… aren't from here?" Fluttershy asked, realizing her bowl was nearly empty.

"Not originally. But, no need to dwell on it, I've worked hard to get here. No regrets," Anon replied, chomping.

Fluttershy nodded, "That's good."

Stabbing up her food, the mare took the last bite of her meal. They sat in a peaceful, mildly awkward bubble for a time before Anon spoke.

"You can go if you wish," Anon said.

"What?"

"You can leave, I'll make sure you get paid."

Fluttershy was taken aback but thought it over. She didn't want to go so soon, and for some reason, the food hadn't ruined her earlier mood.

"I-I- want to stay," Fluttershy replied.

"Really?"

"Yes… T-to finish work," the mare added.

Anon blinked and then stood up from the table. "Alright, then you can start by taking off your thong."

Fluttershy sputtered. "Wh-what!?"

"You heard me. It would help me supervise your fat ass better if you stripped off that thing," Anon said plainly.

After a few moments of turning crimson and breathing quickly, Fluttershy slowly stood up. Testing to see if Anon was joking, Fluttershy simply ignored him and moved around her seat—pushing it in and then preparing to leave.

"Take off the thong, I know you want me to stare at your little asshole," Anon snapped.

Stricken by his tone, Fluttershy stopped—turned away from Anon now. Biting her lip, the small maid reached down under her dark skirt and gripped the top of her thong.

"Good," Anon purred.

Anon's voice sent a shiver up the mare's spine, causing her to gasp. She obediently began to remove her thong, feeling wetness drip from her slit as she did so. When the thong was past her knees, she stopped.

"What are you waiting for, bend over and take them off," Anon insisted.

The mare shuddered, her internals clenching with excitement. She liked being bossed around by this sexy human. Doing as she was told, Fluttershy bent forward and swiftly pulled down her thong.

Stepping out of it, the mare made sure to put extra oomph into her motion. Her large bubble butt waved like water, and instantly Anon was erect and red-faced.

Fluttershy was quick and soon stood back up. Tugging down her little skirt, the pony glanced over her shoulder to glimpse Anon's gaze.

"Like that, sir?" Fluttershy asked.

Anon gulped, eyes wide, and nodded. He wanted to reach out, but held himself back, admiring the figure of the small blonde-pelted mare.

Her adorable ears twitched as she took in his expression, mirroring his lust with her own and mixing it with shyness.

"What now?" Fluttershy breathed.

Anon grappled with a tempest of emotions before stepping forward and leaning toward the mare. Would she kiss him again? Would she accept him?

Fluttershy hushed her rushing mind, and leaned in to meet Anon's lips. The kiss set them both ablaze. The heat of passion and rapture opened their mouths, and their tongues met with happy twists and lashes.

Anon delved as deep as he could, owning the little mare's mouth and bullying her tongue into submission. When he did, and held her tongue firmly down with his own, he felt her melt. She was his.

Anon pulled away, breathing loudly.

"Clean up this kitchen, wash the dishes and table. Then we can move to the upstairs rooms that need dusting."

The maid promptly got to work, moving over to pick up the salad bowl. Still bashful, the mare stumbled a little as she moved towards the sink. She was still dreamy from the intense tonguing.

Fluttershy gathered up the dining ware and began to wash it in the sink, bending forward to scrub a non-existent stain on one of the bowls.

Behind her, Anon approached, a surge of confidence sending the man forward. The small maid doing her chores diligently in his massive home felt like such an intense pleasure. As Anon watched her scrub, he got closer, wanting nothing more than to touch her asscheeks.

Fluttershy could feel the presence of Anon behind her, and scrubbed harder. Despite the fact she was interested, she was nervous out of her mind and constantly overthinking. But all of her thoughts disappeared when a hot hand smacked her right bum cheek.

The motion sent a shock wave up her body and rippled into her thighs and cunt. The initial slap was a test, one to gauge her reaction. When instead of crying out in anger, the mare cried out in pure pleasure—then quickly clasped a hand over her mouth—the next slap was much harder.

Fluttershy was flung forward slightly by the force of the slap, splashing soapy water all over the front of her outfit and splattering her face.

She also let out another loud—but muffled—cry of pleasure. Her ears turned pink, and her eyes swam with moisture. It felt so good to be spanked by the splayed human hand. But it was also a little humiliating, she was all wet—in more ways than one.

Fluttershy glanced up, eyes deep with something like passion. Anon took in her expression and smirked.

"I couldn't help myself," he said, eyes gleaming.

Fluttershy pulled her hands from her lips and then released a whimper. She hadn't meant to—she'd meant to say something—and quickly covered her lips again, but the response was enough to make Anon strike again.

This time he slapped her left cheek, splashing more dishwater onto the mare's expensive outfit.

"You like that?" Anon asked.

Fluttershy wiped water from her chin and tried to steady her rapid breathing. She wanted to say something, but all that came out were moans and groans.

Even though she wanted to tell Anon she didn't enjoy it, her body betrayed her. She was red-faced, her eyes gleamed, and her cunt gushed with juices.

"Ah, so you do."

Anon pulled a finger through the moisture that was currently running down the mare's thigh and then chuckled.

"You are so cute," Anon said.

Fluttershy squeaked and glanced over to tell Anon to not touch that stuff—only to witness the man sucking on his wet index finger.

The sight made the mare shift back, trying to get away from the scene, embarrassed that she was enjoying it. Anon, turning aggressive with intense lust, stopped Fluttershy from leaving. The human pushed his maid back against the sink and buried his crotch against hers—all whilst leaning forward and sucking on his finger.

The puckered lips moved hungrily right in Fluttershy's face, causing her to produce more juices as her insides squeezed and trembled.

"I wonder if your ass tastes this sweet… it looks so clean," Anon whispered.

Fluttershy had no words, and closed her eyes, shielding her face from the truth.

Anon flicked one of the mare's nipples, using his wet finger. "These are hard, do you like me that much?"

Fluttershy whimpered. She did, but she would never admit it, she couldn't. The feeling of butterflies had turned to intense tingles stretching up to wherever Anon touched.

"Of course you'd be so adorable that I'd want to ruin you," Anon said this with a husky voice, suddenly leaning closer toward his maid mare.

She didn't respond, she kept fully still and quivered. Anon felt an idea inch into his brain.

"Turn around, and bend over," Anon ordered.

The small pony did as she was bid, exposing her submissive fat ass to Anon and crying out with her meek helplessness. Anon had already made up his mind and immediately slapped Fluttershy's cheeks.

The mare's sleek buttcheeks turned pink under the assault—and Fluttershy moaned, this time gripping the counter rather than covering her mouth.

"I'm going to make you cum, just from this," Anon said, setting the bar for himself.

Pulling back his hand Anon quickly thrust it forward and slapped the middle of the bulging butt. Again the mare swung forward, and again she moaned cutely.

"Fuck yeah," Anon grunted, enjoying the sting of ownership on his palm.

Anon continued his spanking, watching the redness spread and enjoying the constant jiggle of the thick cheeks. They were smooth and soft, and each slap gave Anon more fuel for his raging hard-on.

He wanted to do much more than spank Fluttershy's fat ass, but each powerful motion sent more cunt juice leaking out, and every moan got louder. She was enjoying his spanking so much that the pain didn't seem to matter(if there was any).

Water sloshed and splashed as Fluttershy was spanked further and further across the counter until she was practically bathing in the sink. Her breasts were soaked, stirring up the soapy water she had been using for the dishes. Beads of water and sweat touched the mare's complexion with each harsh spank.

"How does this feel?" Anon asked.

Fluttershy couldn't speak, so she moaned. Another powerful spank resonated in her clit and against her insides, causing her to gush and arch.

"Does it make you want to cum?" Anon asked, his deep voice dripping with lust.

Fluttershy couldn't deny the truth, and with each swing of Anon's hand, she wanted to shudder in orgasm. But even without that, she was a live wire, tingling and absorbed by the electric shivers that raced over her body.

All she wanted was for it to never stop. But she would never admit that either.

Anon stopped in his slapping, abruptly stealing her joy.

Fluttershy, practically drooling, glanced up from her position with a dazed expression. Anon looked down at her, smiling.

"Tell me you need it," Anon said.

The mare was silent, blinking away a haze of lust from her pupils.

The relentless Anon continued, "Tell me you need me, and you never want it to stop."

Fluttershy was quiet, her tongue feeling heavy. She was too embarrassed to say anything close to that, and the idea made her throat close.

"Tell me, or I will stop."

The words hung in the air, and after a long moment of silence, Fluttershy swallowed her lump and spoke.

"I n-need it…"

"And?"

"I never want-want you to stop," Fluttershy tripped over her words, her body ablaze all over with humiliation and pleasure.

In an instant, Anon was a flurry of motion. He was spanking the small mare more brutally than before, spreading out his slaps and making sure every single one counted. Sometimes Anon would rub the softness of one of the mare's cheeks, prepping for a spank before giving it all he had. That always earned him an intense sputtering moan.

Hand red with the effort, Anon swung again and again, startling Fluttershy into a mess of whimpering and loud moaning. The small submissive maid was getting her ass pounded simply by a human hand—and she could barely take it!

Anon could barely take it either, he had to make Fluttershy cum, and then take her ass. Putting more strength into his arm, he slapped like there was no time to waste (which there wasn't) and watched as the small maid became like jello under his palm.

She was soft, whimpering, red all over, and sweating bullets. Anon reached down and powerfully pulled her thighs apart, watching her slit drip profusely as her fat butt was abused.

Anon also noticed the mare's puckering rosebud. If he slapped hard enough, the cheek he targeted would displace and expose the sensitive area. He wanted nothing more than to touch it. The tight little hole represented a well of happiness.

"A-anon," Fluttershy said.

Hearing her say his name so adorably, so meekly, made Anon feel like blowing his load right then and there. Instead, he spanked her quicker, targeting the lower part of her ass so he could watch the shockwaves jiggle down to her pussy and thighs.

She was close, and suddenly she was oozing and twitching with every slap. One final spank pushed her over the edge, and then she was moaning Anon's name.

A mess, Fluttershy went limp, twitching and sighing. Anon was unzipping his pants now and reached a hand over to start to gently play with the mare's heated asscheeks.

"My outfit is soaked…" Fluttershy murmured, dazed.

"Then we should remove it," Anon said. Staring at the dripping mess that was his mare, Anon felt his erection throb.

Author's Note

Hello. Thanks for reading! I was planning to make this the final, but decided to make It the middle and the next one will be the final. There will be more STORY but the maid section will come to close, her shift will end.

But she will be back!

The story is called "Fluttershy at your service"

But she won't always just be Anon's Maid:] I want them to have a beach episode XD

This story won't always focus on anal. It's not entirely my preference, but I think it's on theme and I also know a few people who legitimately only like anal.

I will try to improve my writing!❤️👍