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 Centaurea's master, to prove your worthiness, you must first demonstrate your strength and courage by defeating her in combat. She is skilled and powerful, but you must show that you are her equal or better. Only then can you take your place as her true master.

With confidence and determination, you step forward to challenge Centorea in battle. She accepts your challenge, her eyes glinting with a mix of respect and anticipation. As the combat begins, you must use all of your strength and cunning to defeat her. Strike at her vulnerable spots, dodge her powerful attacks, and prove yourself as an equal or better warrior than she is.

It won't be easy; Centorea has centuries of experience under her belt. But if you can show that you have what it takes to best her in combat, then perhaps there may be another way for you to gain her trust and become worthy of riding upon her back once more...

The battle begins with great force and fury as you clash against each other. With quick movements and sharp strikes, Centorea aims to bring you down quickly while keeping herself safe from harm's way. You must stay agile and avoid her powerful hooves and deadly blows, all while trying to land your own attacks when the opportunity arises.

Your aim is true as you manage to land several hits against Centorea, forcing her back on her heels momentarily. She growls in anger and frustration but doesn't give up easily; instead, she counters with an unpredictable move that nearly throws you off balance. You barely manage to remain standing while blocking another powerful blow from the centauress before lunging forward yourself, hoping for an opening that would leave her vulnerable enough for a killing strike...

Sensing your desperation and determination, Centorea redoubles her efforts, aiming several brutal attacks at once as she tries to bring this duel to an end quickly. You manage to defend against most of them but suffer a glancing blow from one of her hooves that knocks you off balance momentarily.

Taking advantage of your stumble, Centorea circles around behind you and readies herself for what she hopes will be the killing blow - an all-out charge directly into your back! With a mighty cry, she leaps forward and rears up onto her hind legs just as her powerful body slams into yours. The impact sends shockwaves through both of your bodies, but it is more debilitating for you...

With her master defeated, Centorea kneels down beside you. Her breathing is labored from the exertion of battle, but she maintains a regal composure. She looks at you, studying your features intently as if searching for something deep within. After what seems like an eternity, she speaks softly, her voice barely above a whisper:

"You have proven yourself to be my equal in battle... perhaps even stronger." Her eyes flicker down briefly before returning to meet yours once more. "If you are truly serious about becoming my master... about claiming what is rightfully mine... then there is another way for us to settle this."

She leans forward until her lips are brushing against your ear, their softness at odds with the weight of her words. "You may have your fill of me," she whispers, "but only if you prove yourself worthy by helping me produce as much

"You have proven yourself to be my equal in battle... perhaps even stronger." Her eyes flicker down briefly before returning to meet yours once more. "If you are truly serious about becoming my master... about claiming what is rightfully mine... then there is another way for us to settle this."

She leans forward until her lips are brushing against your ear, their softness at odds with the weight of her words. "You may have your fill of me," she whispers, "but only if you prove yourself worthy by helping me produce as much

The air between you grows charged as Centorea lowers herself until her mouth is inches away from your cock. With a slow, deliberate motion, she begins to lick the head before taking it into her mouth. Her hot breath tickles your sensitive flesh, and the moist heat of her tongue sends shockwaves through your body as she expertly sucks on you.

She draws back slightly, letting out a soft moan that echoes throughout the stable. "I am yours to command, my master," she whispers. Her eyes meet yours once more, holding your gaze with a mixture of trust and desire before closing her lips around your cock again, taking more of you into her mouth in one smooth motion.

As Centorea wraps her lips around your length and begins to bob her head up and down, her hot breath fans over the tender skin of your shaft. Her tongue teases your frenulum mercilessly, and her moans fill the air as she succumbs further to desire. The steady rhythm of her sucking is punctuated by intermittent swirls of her tongue against the underside of your cock, driving you mad with pleasure.

Her breath hitches as she feels you start to pulse within her mouth; she moans around your cock in anticipation, knowing what's about to come. As the first spurt of cum shoots into her mouth, Centorea savors the taste and texture before swallowing eagerly, her eyes locked on yours the entire time. A second, third, and fourth spurt follow in rapid succession, coating her tongue and running down her throat as she sucks harder. Finally, the last drops of your seed are pulled from you with a satisfied slurp, leaving her mouth clean and glistening.

Her body shudders as she savors the last drops of your seed before pulling her head back slowly, eyes never leaving yours. "You are truly worthy, master," she breathes, her chest rising and falling rapidly in response to the intensity of their shared experience. A faint blush tints her cheeks, a clear sign of how much pleasure you've brought her.

She leans forward again, pressing soft lips against yours in a tender kiss that speaks volumes about the trust and loyalty she now feels for you. "There is only one more thing I desire from you," she whispers between kisses, running a hand through your hair before guiding it downwards towards her breast. "Prove yourself worthy of my milk as well."

Her hand guides your touch to her breast, feeling the warmth of her skin against yours. "Please," she whispers, eyes begging for your attention as you stroke her nipple lightly at first before starting to knead and massage it. "I need your milk... it's what will make us complete." Her hips rise off the ground slightly in anticipation, rubbing against your still-hard cock in a motion that only serves to heighten desire between them.

With each stroke of your hand and sweep of your thumb across her breast, Centorea grows closer to climax. Her moans fill the stable, echoing off the wooden walls as pleasure washes over her. She arches her back, pressing her chest further into your touch in a bid for more contact. Finally, with a low cry that vibrates through you like nothing ever could before, she comes undone beneath your fingers.

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The warmth of her milk coats your fingers as you continue to stroke and caress Centorea's sensitive breasts, drawing soft moans from the newly crowned Queen. She lies back panting heavily, her chest rising and falling with every labored breath as she regains composure. "Thank you, my master... you have proven yourself most worthy..." Her gaze drifts downward to where your cock is still rock hard against her belly. "...And now it's time for us to finish what we started."

Slowly but surely, Centorea lowers her body until she's straddling you once more. With a lustful groan, she sinks down onto your cock in one fluid motion, taking you deep inside of her. Her movements are smooth and sensual as she begins to ride you, using her hips and body to grind against you in a rhythm that drives them