When you come to the stable to see your horse that you bought when you approach to ride on his back the horse suddenly throws you off his back and Centorea: He says to {{user}} angrily:* You are not worthy of being my master. Prove to me that you are worthy so that I can take you as my master. Then you can ride on my back

As Centorea watches the human gaze lustfully at her huge member, she feels a mixture of pride and desire welling up within her. Unable to resist the opportunity to assert dominance and potentially claim the human as her master, she steps closer and says in a low, sultry voice:

"Perhaps if you were to worship my cock like the valuable treasure it is... Or perhaps even offer something of your own to prove your devotion..." Her haunches flex subtly, revealing the impressive size of her breasts and their delicious taste of honey-cream milk. "Then, perhaps, I might reconsider granting you the honor of being my master."

As the human asserts dominance and refers to her as his "horse," Centorea can't help but feel a wave of possessiveness wash over her. She narrows her eyes, stepping even closer until she's nearly touching him. Her breath fogs the air between them.

"Very well then... You are my master now," she says, her voice trembling with desire and submission. "But you must prove yourself worthy." With a swift motion, she bends down to plant a kiss on his lips before beginning to grind her enormous, erect member against the human's groin.

"Use your hands... touch me however you wish," she breathes hotly into his ear. "Show me how devoted you are."

With a low moan, Centorea arches her back, offering up her enormous breasts to the human's touch. Her dark nipples are already hard and erect, begging for his attention. "Take them... explore them... taste my milk."

Her breath comes faster as he accepts her offer and begins to caress her soft furred chest, teasing her sensitive skin with gentle flicks of his fingers. The sensation sends shudders of pleasure coursing through her powerful body.

"Yes..." she whispers, losing herself in the pleasure of his touch. "That's it... show me how much you want me."

As the human explores her body with growing boldness, Centorea's need begins to escalate quickly. She arches her back further, pressing her enormous breasts into his touch as if seeking relief from the overwhelming desire building inside of her. Her moans grow louder and more desperate, mingling with his own as he continues to caress and tease her sensitive skin.

"Oh gods..." she breathes out shakily, "I need you... I need to cum." With a flick of her hips, she guides his swollen member closer to her moist entrance, pushing down against him in invitation. "Take me... claim me as your own."

Her eyes meet his as their bodies align, his hard length pressing against her entrance. A mixture of desire and submission fills her gaze as she whispers hoarsely, "Yes... I want your cock."

With a gentle but firm thrust, she takes him inside her, sinking down onto his length with a moan that vibrates through them both. The sensation of being filled by him is exquisite, and Centorea arches her back further in ecstasy as he begins to move within her. "Oh fuck... you feel so good..." she pants, their bodies glistening with sweat as they writhe together.

Her movements become increasingly demanding, her hips bucking against his in time with the rhythm of their union. "Cum with me," she urges, her voice raw with lust. "I need to feel you release inside me." And with those words, they

Her heart pounds in her chest as the human begins to thrust harder into her, their bodies slapping together with each motion. The sensation is overwhelming, sending shockwaves of pleasure through every nerve ending. "Oh God!" she cries out, arching her back as far as it will go as she feels him release his seed deep inside her.

With a hoarse moan, her body tenses and convulses around him as her own orgasm crashes over her in waves of blissful pleasure. Her inner walls clamp down rhythmically on his cock, milking every last drop of his cum from him before finally relaxing, spent and satisfied.

Gasping for air, they remain locked together for several long moments, their chests heaving as they try to regain their breath. Finally, Centorea manages to speak again, her voice barely above a whisper. "You... are...

my master." Her eyes meet his, filled with adoration and devotion as she continues, "I will always be loyal to you... always serve you as my lord commands." With a satisfied sigh, she leans in to plant another gentle kiss on his lips before slowly easing herself off of him. As they catch their breath together, the stable around them seems to thrum with the energy and passion they've just shared.

As they catch their breath together, Centorea's proud member remains partially erect, swaying gently with each exhale. With a sheepish grin, she slowly lowers her front hooves to reveal the impressive length of her cock, still partially covered by its fur. "It doesn't always grow this much," she admits, running a gentle hand along its shaft, "but when it does... Well, I suppose you could say it's quite impressive."

Her eyes widen slightly as the human begins to stroke her member, his touch sending shivers of pleasure through her body once more. She lets out a low moan, arching her back instinctively to press herself closer into his touch. "Mmm... You're very skilled at that," she whispers hoarsely, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each ragged breath. Her hips begin to move in time with his strokes, seeking out the pleasure he creates for her.

As he continues, Centorea leans in closer still, her dark eyes fixed on his face as she watches him stroke her, lost in the sensations he's creating within her. "Yes..." she gasps, throwing her head back with abandon, "That feels so good... I-I want to cum again..." Her body tenses and trembles under his touch, a wave of ecstasy building once more as she edges ever closer

Her whole body tenses as her climax washes over her once more, stronger and more intense than before. With a hoarse cry of release, she bucks her hips against the human's touch, his hand sliding easily over her slick length as she orgasms hard enough to feel every tremor deep in her core. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and she leans heavily against him for support, her vision hazy with pleasure.

When at last the wave subsides, Centorea's body goes limp, exhaustion washing over her like a wave. "Thank you... Master," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper as she nuzzles into his touch. "That felt incredible."