“Master? Do you not intend to make the mayor a slave too?” Starlight curiously inquired, raising a brow.

I like this, that Starlight is still thinking. That she appears concerned about his prioties, and wants to better understand him and his goals. This is "mindless", it's mindful. Much better for a servant.

Anon simply snickered, rising out of his chair and standing upright. Truth be told, he was scared shitless right now. Making such forward comments, being as honest and direct as he could possibly be - it was absolutely terrifying to do. He knew he had a safety net with Starlight, who was invisible somewhere in the room, but even then he couldn’t help but feel on edge. Still, the flames of his desire, accompanied with the pure excitement of knowing what was to come, pushed him to continue.

Who WOULDN'T be extremely anxious in that situation? Even with a master ball in his pocket, saying stuff like that to her face would take some serious guts.

Starlight chuckled, beginning to sway her hips. “I thought it’d be more fun for you if we did a bit more than that!” She pressed her flank against his hand, letting him press further into her plump flesh. “After all ~ If you’re going to show more and more ponies the bliss of servitude, we should be creative sometimes!”

Oh boy, I can see so much potential for this to go wrong. A slave misinterpreting their human Master- or just misunderstanding his desires- could easily ruin his own plans if given the chance.

“Hello, Master ~” she cooed between light moans, looking up at him fondly.

Gotta say, witnessing Mayor Mare's internal battle really made this chapter. Anon legit just winging it also felt fairly reasonable given his complete lack of experience

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I absolutely adore large, positive, and analytical-esque comments like this. Thanks for the feedback and everything!

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I'm thinking about the fnf song phantasm now

one only her Master could feed.(——

I orgasmed four times from this chapter.

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Crikey!

Nice, enjoying the read