Anna Peeling Apple In Cider
Apple of My Eye- Ch. 13
Anna Peeling Apple In Cider
AKA- Try Saying That Title Out Loud ;-)
Big Macintosh was a strong stallion. A lifetime of farm work and home cooked meals would do that to just about anypony… But being as big and strong as he was, had sometimes gotten him injured. Like the time he’d accidentally hit a young tree too hard and ended up felling it in such a way that it landed on himself. That little stunt had caused him to take a good two weeks sick leave from most of the chores. Then there was the incident with Hearts and Hooves Day… He’d accidentally moved a house about four blocks over while bouncing. Needless to say, Berry Punch still had issues with him over that. And to top it off, he’d strained himself to the point that the doctor told Granny Smith not to let him leave his bed for four whole days.
But as bad as some of those injuries were, nothing in his long list of injuries included Getting thrown down a set of stairs by a mare half his size while asleep… As odd as it was, there was a certain, testosterone fueled part of his brain that was somewhat satisfied at having an injury based story that not many other stallions could compete with. Still, the majority of his brain, being practical and down to earth had only this to say on the subject…
“Motherfucker this hurts……”
“Ughhh… Did anypony get the plate number on the carriage that just hit me?” he asked, starting to try and get back on his hooves after the rather abrupt wake up call.
“Oh my, oh no no no… Big Mac, are you alright?” Fluttershy asked, flitting to his side and trying to help him sit up, also checking him for anything broken.
“Shit that hurt… What the hay is this floor made out of? Oak?” Mac said, finally sitting up, though not very steadily.
“I think it’s mahogany actually…” Fluttershy said, unsure if she was supposed to answer the question or not. “Now wait right here okay? I’ll be right back with some icepacks for whatever hurts.”
“Right now Miss Fluttershy, that’d be just about everything… and some of that ain’t from the fall. You worked me over pretty good last night…”
Fluttershy didn’t say anything… she just worked in silence, taping various ice packs to any part of Big Mac she could get her hooves on and blushed. By the time she was through, he felt like a snowman, and was pretty sure that he could run into a wall and only have the wall touch the icepacks. Still, it was a nice gesture, even if he was a bit cold…
“Are you feeling any better now?” Fluttershy asked, avoiding eye contact and leading him to the couch in the living room.
“I’ll live… Sorry if I said something out of line… But last night really was something special…” Big Mac began, trying to gauge her feelings about what happened the night before. True, she’d had a bit to drink, but it was still the same Fluttershy, right?
“I uh… I don’t remember a lot of what happened last night beyond us leaving the hall actually…” Fluttershy said quietly, shocking the red farm pony to his core.
“You mean you don’t remember anything about what we did upstairs?”
Seems to be a recurring theme in this town... I wonder if Angel drugged EVERYONE...
She shook her head. “I don’t remember anything… I know we left the party, and the next thing I know, I’m lying on the floor and waking up…”
Big Macintosh thought about this for a minute. If it was true that she at least remembered her leading him away, there was still a chance that this could change from an awkward ‘morning after’ and instead be something more… Besides, he hadn’t been lying when he said that he’d found last night to be special… It took a special kind of pony to get some of those responses and feelings from him… and from what he’d seen in that room, Fluttershy knew exactly what she was doing. So why was she acting so ashamed now?
“Miss Fluttershy, are you alright?” he asked, his voice low and soft. He inched closer to her slowly so as not to startle her.
“I… I don’t know… I mean… I’ve shown that room to a couple other ponies before… but they were all mares, and I don’t want to scare you off because I really like you and now I’m worried that you’ll think I’m some kind of freak and you’ll never want to see me again and that’d be just awful!” she said, her emotions finally breaking the dam and spilling out in a torrent of words that could only be described as ‘Pinkie-esque’
As long as she stays out of Cupcake territory, I think we’re good.
“I wouldn’t worry about scaring me off Miss Fluttershy…” Mac said slowly, reclining on the couch easily and closing his eyes as he tried to stave off a throbbing headache.
“W-why not?” she asked, looking at him oddly.
“Well… if you want to know the reasons, I’d have to explain everything that happened last night…” he said, looking at her out of the corner of his eye. “Would you be alright with that?”
……No… No, no, no… Don’t you do it Big Mac!
Fluttershy just nodded slowly, mentally preparing herself for hearing about the part of her that was a monster.
“Alright then… but I need you to promise to hear everything….I’m not going to stop until everything that happened is out in the open between us, alright?
Think of the rating! Please don’t do it dude!
She nodded again, this time making eye contact with Big Mac as he took a breath and began telling her everything…
Well, there goes the fucking rating… great… Thanks Mac… I just hope the readers are happy with you.
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They had walked to Fluttershy’s cottage in silence. Occasionally, Fluttershy would look back to make sure that he was still there, but that was about it. The first time they spoke outside of the party was when they arrived at the front door.
“Now… I know you’re a big, strong stallion… and this may be difficult for you…” she said, her eyes still glinting with a mixture of lust and danger. “But you have to stay quiet… if you can’t, then I’ll have to take certain measures to ensure your compliance… understood sweetie?”
Big Mac nodded mutely, following her inside the cottage. He’d taken all of two, maybe three steps inside, when she shut the door and pinned him against it, her mouth pressing into his, and her wings keeping his fore hooves pinned to his sides. He knew that if he tried, he could break free… but he didn’t want to…
“I’ve been wanting to do that to you for ages…” she said, her lips raining soft kisses from his lips down his jaw, eventually reaching his neck. She nipped him gently, tracing her tongue along his throat and clamping her lips to the side of his neck, sucking at him like she was trying to drain his blood. He couldn’t help but moan softly at the torrent of sensations… the pleasure perfectly offset with a hint of pain that made him feel charged, and hollow… he needed more. But he wasn’t the one in charge…
“Ah ah ah… what did I tell you, my pretty little thing? You have to stay quiet… if you can’t do that, then I’m afraid I’ll have to make you stay silent…” Fluttershy taunted, turning away from him and starting up the stairs. He made to go after her, but she turned around and shot him a wicked glare.
“No. You stay right where you are. If you’ve moved when I get back, I’ll have to punish you…”
He gulped and nodded, careful not to even try and adjust his hooves for fear he would upset her. He wasn’t sure why, but the thought of disobeying and disappointing her was even scarier to him than any punishment she might be able to mete out.
After standing in the dark and silence for awhile, Fluttershy reappeared, smirking and eyeing him up as if taking measurements. One of her wings unfurled and held out a few objects that Big Mac didn’t quite recognize at first. When he did see them for what they were though, his heart rate shot up and he wasn’t sure whether to be aroused or running…
“Put them on…” she said, her voice commanding and absolute. “Slowly… I want to watch you as you get ready for me…”
He swallowed the growing lump in his throat and nodded, taking the offered garments in hoof and sitting on the ground at her feet to put them on. He had trouble with fitting them on properly, but this only seemed to amuse the mare standing over him. At one point, she even leaned down and whispered in his ear that if he was having trouble, she could always help him… That seemed to do the trick, and he was quickly wearing what she had given him in their entirety.**
“Now turn around for me and let me get a look at you, pet…” she said, her voice like silk washing over him. His body moved on its own, eager to please…
“Mmmmm… yes…you look as lovely as I’d imagined you would… tell me sweetie, do you like the pattern of those socks?”
Fluttershy remarked, her own desire growing as the stallion complied so eagerly and willingly with her wishes.
“Ysh Ma’am…” the farm pony replied, the gag in his mouth obscuring his words. It seemed that only a basic Yes or No answer was all he would be able to manage… but that was probably on purpose.
“Mmmmm… I’m so glad pet… you see, I like taking care of my things… and if I see something I want, then I take it… and I want you… so I’m going to take care of you. And I’m going to take you… understood?”
“Ysh…”
“Good boy… now, since you can’t help but be quiet now, walk up the stairs and wait for me at the top.” She instructed, pointing with a wing, swatting his flank with it as he passed, causing him to jump slightly. The socks cushioned his steps though, so luckily, he didn’t get in trouble for being noisy.
As he went up the stairs ahead of her, Fluttershy couldn’t help but appreciate the view from below… It was easy enough to see that he was aroused by the mild humiliation… and he was more than compliant, so surely he wanted this as much as she did. Still, it was hard to think about the minute details of their psychological reasoning, when she had one of the finest flanks in Equestria in front of her face swaying side to side gently, all four of his legs sheathed safely in a pair of black silk and lace socks. And the crowning jewel of the ensemble, at least in Fluttershy’s opinion, was the specialty gag in his mouth, and the restraint harness wrapped tightly around his barrel. Nothing but sexy, seductive red farmer, black socks, and thick latex straps in front of her… and she was going to make sure she put it all to good use…
As they reached the top of the stairs, Fluttershy pressed past Big Macintosh, taking care to brush her wing tip along his cutie mark, down to his stomach, and up to his chest, finally wrapping around one of the O rings in the harness and leading him into her Special Room… She told visitors that it was a myriad of things, from an art supply closet, to a storage room… but few knew that it was her own personal dungeon… And what plans she had for everything in there tonight.
“Now then,” she began, closing the door behind them. “I want to make this perfectly clear. Even though I am in charge, if anything happens that you do not feel safe, or you are in a pain that you’re NOT supposed to be in… simply give me the safe sign, and we will stop. But as of this moment, you belong to me. And I will treat you as I wish, and you will do as I say. Is that understood, pet?”
Big Mac nodded, his hair falling over one eye and giving him an oddly feminine quality in the soft lighting of the room.
“Good. The safe sign is Butterfly. But if you can’t speak, like now… simply knock on something four times.” She continued, making sure everything was laid out for them to understand. Again, her words were met with a nod from the gagged stallion.
“Then let’s begin………” she said, leading him to a standing X shaped cross, made up of black painted wood, and with large quantities of rope laying on the ground in neat coils in front of it.
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“I really said those things?” Fluttershy asked, her face a mixture of horror and arousal. She wasn’t sure whether to feel guilty that she’d degraded Big Macintosh so much, or ecstatic that he went along with it all so easily…
“Eeyup. And don’t you worry about things going too far.” He reassured her, “If I had wanted to stop, you were very clear about how I could do that. The point is, I didn’t…”
“Oh… I guess you didn’t… well, what happened next?”
“Heh… well, now that you ask….”
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Mac had been instructed to lean back on the cross, balancing on just his back two legs, while Fluttershy used to rope to not only bind his hooves to the cross, one leg to a point, but also to tie the ropes tightly around his core, strapping everything down so that he was firmly set in place against the crossed beams. Even as strong as he was, there wasn’t an inch of room to work with, and the ropes were too strong for him to get out of. He was now only able to watch as Fluttershy went around the room gathering various objects from the walls. She finally came back with five different devices in hoof.
“Now then sweetie…” she said softly, leaning up close to him, her lips so close to his ear he could feel her breath. “I know how important it is for a strong stallion like you to know what’s coming… but I want to see what happens when I play with you, and you CAN’T see anything… so I’m going to put these blinders on you, and then we’ll begin the real fun.”
Her hooves passed behind his head, and the next thing he knew, what little he could see in the dimly lit room was gone. Replaced by a rubber blindfold. He instantly became aware of every little thing he could sense… he couldn’t move, so he had to listen. He couldn’t see, so he had to feel the air itself to discern what was coming towards him. He heard a swooshing sound about a foot in front of him, and the next thing he knew, several pieces of rubber and rope collided with his chest. Each lick causing his skin to crawl and tingle… but it was a sensation that felt good despite the pain… He was being hurt yes, but in such a way that he was safe. Every bad emotion, every worry, every painful memory from his life, all of them floated away as the floggers impacted him. The pains he had accumulated in his life had manifested into physical form, and it felt good to be rid of them. He even began to try wriggling in his restraints just to get closer to the floggers. He finally sensed a rhythm to the beatings, and he couldn’t help but start counting, eventually moaning in advance of the hits, with his voice reaching its peak as the floggers connected with his flesh.
“Awww…. Does somepony like this?” Fluttershy asked, stopping the flogging, and leaning into his face. He could feel her warmth. Her lips were only an inch from his. He couldn’t resist. He tried in vain to press his lips to hers, only to feel the air grow colder as she withdrew.
“Oh no pet… you don’t get to kiss me… I can kiss you if I want to reward you, or if feel like tasting you… but you have no control… and you like it, don’t you?”
All he could do was moan and continue trying to break from his bonds…. If he could just get the gag out of his mouth, he’d beg her for mercy. He’d plead for release… But she either didn’t know, or didn’t care what he wanted at that time. Instead, he felt a cold metallic point press into his throat, the abrupt sensation causing him to stop any movements, however slight. Even his breathing ceased as he felt her body press into his, the blade tracing it’s edge down his throat, his barrel, and his stomach, coming to rest at the base of his shaft, which had done nothing but grow since she’d made him put on the socks, harness and gag.
“Mmmmm… seems like somepony is a little……excited… does being tied up and at my mercy turn you on pet?”she asked, her voice taking on a husky quality, her breathing becoming ragged. “Here… I have a treat for you…. but you have to stay silent, or else you’ll be left here, just like you are, until morning.”
He grunted his answer, unable to nod, and also unable to pronounce anything resembling words.
“Good boy… now then, let’s start with this…” she said, her hooves undoing the blinders over his eyes. As he blinked at the light suddenly reentering his vision, she moved her forehooves to the back of his head to undo the clasp holding the gag in place.
“This is a very special toy you know?” she said, holding the drool soaked gag out with a wing, “You see… it has this bulb, just behind the bit, that not only presses down on your tongue, keeping you silent, but it is also the perfect shape for something like this…
With that, she laid out on the carpet in front of Big Mac, his eyes glued to her as she spread her hind legs and revealed everything… he could see the glistening of her sex, and the trail that flowed down her legs, telling him that she had been in this state for at least a little while… Fluttershy licked the gag seductively, as if it were Mac’s stallionhood, trailing the wet rubber down her front and slowly circling her glistening sex.
“Watch carefully sweetie…” she said, her voice hoarse with desire as she pressed the tip of the plug to her lips, her legs spreading a tiny bit more as the toy slid inside her easily. She let out a gasp as the cool metal of the bit hit her hot slit, she pressed the cold steel into her clit and started humping the air, her hoof dragging the gag out of her one moment, and slamming it back inside the next.
There is only so much a stallion can take, and Mac was reaching his limit. He was careful not to say a word or make a sound, but that didn’t stop him from straining against the ropes that held him tight to the cross.
“Mmmmmm… awww… is something wrong sweetie? Do you want something?” she asked, smiling at him as she continued to fuck herself with the gag. There was not a small pool collecting on the floor beneath her. Mac simply tried to nod, and failing that, began to moan, pleading and begging as quietly as he could.
“Please Miss… please let me go… I need a release…” he groaned, every muscle in his body working double time to get him out so that he could relieve the building pressure as his own arousal throbbed against his stomach.
“Awwww… look at you… a nice little pet begging to be set loose… but no my dear… I have other plans for you… and to make sure you can’t talk and ruin this lovely mood… I think you need to be gagged again…” she said, standing up and pressing her body against his. She took the bit end of the gag between her lips and pressed into Mac for a soft kiss, her hooves working behind his head to secure the gag in place as she let go and her cum began to drip off of the plug and down his throat… it was all he could do to keep his grasp on reality as he tasted her sweetness dripping onto his tongue, her warmth and scent still strongly on the toy. It was… intoxicating more so than any drink known to Equestria… and it was his…
He was so focused on the sensations and scents and tastes, that he hadn’t noticed that he was untied form the cross until she pulled his fore hooves down from the upper points and tied them loosely, allowing him to walk, but only in short, measured steps. She pulled on the lead and directed him to a dark curtain. Inside was lit with candles, and there was a padded table with several tie points at either end and along the sides.
“Up.” She commanded, patting the table with a wing. “And lay on your back…. I like having you exposed for me…”
He crawled on top of the table, spinning on his tail and laying out like she ordered. As soon as he was in place, the flew up on top and straddled him, her weight pressing into him in all the right ways… She grabbed the rope with his hooves tied up, and tied the rope to the top of the table, allowing him just enough wiggle room to try and put his forelegs around her, but not quite reaching.
“Mmmmm… doesn’t that feel good pet? Being nice and tied up, still able to move around for my pleasure, but leaving your own pleasure up to me? And I’ll bet you just feel so sexy in those nice socks… don’t you?” she asked, sliding her dripping wet sex along his hard, throbbing shaft.
“Mmmmmm….” Was all he could get out, his mind losing focus as he felt her warmth, her moisture, and every fold of her most intimate of places, all grinding into him and sending chills up his spine as he fought the urge to start bucking his hips and hoping that he could slide in.
“Awww… somepony wants something more doesn’t he?” she said tauntingly, raising her hips and arching her back so he could plainly see his member glistening with her sweet wetness.
“But first… I want to tell you something sweetie…” she said, leaning in to whisper in his ear, her wings cradling his stallionhood and stroking it just enough for him to feel, but get no closer to climax. “I made you dress for me earlier… and now, I’m going to strip you down… because you are mine… and I want all of you bare beneath me for my pleasure… understand?”
He nodded furiously, his eyes rolling around in his head as he lost the will to fight his instincts and he thrust his hips up as much as he could. He almost reached her warmth too… but then she used her wings and pressed him back to the table. That one little shove was all it took for him to regain his control… She was in charge… he was just there for her pleasure… and that was pleasure enough for him…
“Now behave… I don’t want to hurt you… much.” She said, reaching to a small side table near the wall and bringing
back a small knife, held tightly in her wing and flashing menacingly in the candlelight. “Stay perfectly still sweetie… and I’ll make sure that a good toy like yourself will get a nice treat…”
With that, she ran the back of the blade down his barrel, stomach, and shaft, eventually reaching his hips, she dragged the tip of the knife down one leg and cut the sock off of him in one quick motion. With another deft flick, the blade cut down the middle of the other sock, both pieces of fabric falling to the ground below as her hooves began to unhook the eyelets of the harness he was wearing, the straps of latex falling to the sides and leaving him completely bare beneath his Madam.
Finally, she leaned in close to his muzzle and kissed him softly on the nose as she unhooked the gag and released his mouth. The first thing he did was to try and press his lips to hers. She backed away at first, looking at him as if he were a misbehaving puppy.
“No no… You do not get to kiss me without permission…” She said, causing his heart to fall. “I will however, kiss you… because you’re about to give me something I want very much… aren’t you?”
“Yes Ma’am…” he answered softly.
“And do you know what that is?”
“Do you mean… I’m going to give you this toy’s body? For you to use Miss Fluttershy?” he guessed, eliciting a warm smile from the mare above him.
“Very good…. but what I want at this very moment sweetie…. Is for you to fuck me like you’ve never done for anyone else before… I want you to remember this night… because I’m going to make you, all of you, MINE!” she said, growling the last word as she lifted her hips and guided his head to her soft, swollen lips. She looked into his eyes and smiled, dropping he full weight on the slick member and moaning as it filled her completely.
She began rocking back and forth, getting used to the sheer size of it all. And as she rocked and moaned, Big Macintosh began to gently roll his hips, pressing himself deeper inside of Her before withdrawing slightly, the medial ring grinding against her tightness and getting more moans of pleasure from her with each motion. She finally lost control of her body and fell over on top of him, her hooves circling around his neck and drawing his mouth to hers in a deep, passionate kiss that made all of reality around them melt away. There was only them now…
“Mac…” she moaned, her breathing hoarse and ragged… “I want you… all of you… I’m so close again… cum with me… do it!”
Mac groaned as her words sparked something deep within his psyche, his body going into overdrive and forcing him to pump his hips up into her, lifting them both off the table, and dropping down so quickly that she didn’t have time to drop with him. He had withdrawn every inch except one in a second, and in the next, slammed it all back inside her tight, hot sex. She gasped and he could feel her pulsing around him as a wave of pleasure washed over her. He found that he couldn’t hold out any longer either… and so they both leapt over a cliff of sensations together, united as one…
When the chills had begun to recede from them both, Fluttershy propped herself up on his chest and looked deep into his eyes…
“Big Mac…” she said softly, her fierce demeanor all but gone now, as fatigue and pleasure replaced desire and adrenaline. “I want you…”
“Again? I thought you just had me…”
“That’s not what I mean… I mean, I want you and me… together…” she said, her eyelids drooping. “I truly want you to be only mine… And I’m tired of you always hiding away on the farm, or in the Libraries Basement…I know that there’s other mares out there that want you for their own… but I’m being selfish for once. I want you to be with me and me alone.”
“Fluttershy…” he said, smiling, “I’d love nothing more…”
And so, having admitted her feelings, and finding them reciprocated, Fluttershy found new energy and hopped off of her new Special Somepony.
“IdiditIdiditIdiditIdidit!” she squealed, bouncing around the room… it was an interesting contrast, to see such childish delight and joy amid the room of taboo equipment.
“I’m going to go get some water, then I’ll be right back to let you go… don’t want you wandering off now that I’ve got you for my own…” she said, winking at him and walking out the door to head downstairs.
“Heheheheheh…” Mac chuckled to himself, “Well… at the very least, things won’t be dull for us…” he said, his fatigue and pleasure catching up to him, as he drifted off to sleep still tied down and with a smile on his lips…
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Fluttershy just sat there blinking… After all, what was the proper response when you’d just found out you’d not only gotten a new coltfriend the night before, but had both done things that would make a Las Pegasus dancer blush.
“Are you alright there Fluttershy?” Big Macintosh asked, waving a hoof in front of her face. “Look, I can understand if some of that last night was from those drinks… but I want to tell you, from the bottom of my heart, that last night was one of the happiest moments of my life… Not just because of what we did, but because of what you said… I want to be yours Fluttershy… and I want you to be mine… But if you’ve changed your mind, I understand… just know that I’ll never forget this feeling. And if you feel like last night was a mistake, I’ll be trying every day from here on out to win your heart.”
“No… no… it’s not that Big Mac… I just… I’m sad…” Fluttershy said, tears welling in her eyes.
“Why? What’s wrong?”
“Because… what happened last night has always been a dream of mine… and you’ve made me so happy by saying that you still want me… but I can’t remember any of it… It’s like I’m part of a story, but the reader skipped to the end, and all the things that made it worth it, that are so beautiful to be beyond words… those feelings are missing… I’m sad that they’re missing, and I’m scared that I’ll never be able to find again…” she said, sobbing into his chest, his hooves wrapping around
her protectively.
“Shhh… it’s okay Fluttershy… I’m here… I’m not leaving… and the beautiful thing about life is, you can try things as often as you want. We can be together, and I’m sure we can fill in those missing parts of the stories… All it’s going to take is some time.” He said sagely, a devilish gleam in his eyes, “Besides, we could always try last night again…” he said, winking at her as she raised her head to look at him, her tears drying and a smile growing on her face.
“Heheheh… I guess we can…” she agreed, laughing and hugging him tightly. She leaned up and gave him a soft peck on the cheek, their moment only ruined by the growling of their stomachs.
“Heh… Maybe we should go down to one of the restaurants and grab some food…” Big Mac offered, smiling gently and nuzzling her.
The two lovebirds got off the couch and began walking towards the door, opening it just as a dark blue unicorn was about to knock. Instead, her hoof collided with Big Macintosh’s head and making a sound like two blocks of wood colliding.
“Oh Goddesses, I’m so sorry Macintosh. I was just trying to see if Fluttershy was here.” Luna said hurriedly, her eyes wide in shock.
“Eeyup… she’s here…” he said, massaging his head with a hoof and trying to get his eyes to refocus.
“What’s the problem Princess?” Fluttershy asked, stepping out of the cottage and closing the door behind herself and Big Mac.
“I need your help…”
**Now, it should be noted that in pony culture, putting on and taking clothes off is a private thing for the most part. But there are certain garments that are simply never worn in public. And the act of putting on or taking them off is even more of a private matter. The fact that Fluttershy had given him THESE particular pieces of clothing, and then made him put them on in front of her… well, it says a lot about who was in charge, and just how intimate this evening was about to be.