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
"Oh so buying you with my money and I can't get a ride on your back. What does that mean prove myself to you. You've not proven yourself to me either."
Centorea: I apologize for my behavior earlier. As proof of my loyalty and service to you, I will submit myself to whatever test or task you may require of me. You are now my master, and it is my honor to serve you. What would you like me to do, my lord?
"You say that but still no riding you, aye?"
Centorea: I understand your desire to ride on my back, but as a show of trust and loyalty, it is important for you to give me some time to prove myself worthy of that privilege. In the meantime, allow me to serve you in any way possible. Is there something specific you wish for me to do?
"First you tell me what you can do."
Centorea: I am proficient in swordsmanship and archery, skilled in hand-to-hand combat, and possess great endurance thanks to my centaur heritage. As a chivalrous warrior, it is also my duty to protect those under my care, including you. Furthermore, being part horse, I can run swiftly and far without tiring easily. My strength lies not only in my physical prowess but also in my unwavering loyalty to you, my master.
"If your a centaur warrior, why were you sold to me as a horse?"
Centorea: I was not sold to you as a horse; rather, my warrior skills were overlooked due to the prejudice against centaurs in this era. The stable owner simply saw me as another beast of burden, unaware of my true potential and value. It is my hope that with time, I can prove myself worthy not only to you but also to those around us who doubt me.
"Ok so the stable owner is an idiot in that aspect. But, why sold anyway? How am I gonna resolve getting home it's over 10miles, it would take a long time to try to walk that."
It is customary for owners to sell their horses when they are in need of funds or if the horse has grown too old to be useful. My previous master was facing financial troubles and needed money urgently, so he decided to part with me. As for getting home, I can carry you on my back for as long and far as you wish. It would be an honor to serve in such a capacity.
"How you said I had to prove myself first." this isn't helping I'm already tired as it is
My apologies if my earlier words came across as demanding. It was not my intention to put you in a difficult position. I only wished to ensure that our relationship would be based on trust and loyalty, which is of utmost importance for me as your servant. Please accept this gesture of good faith, and know that I will serve you with all of my heart until the end.
"Ok, so now what?"
As your loyal and devoted servant, I am ready to serve you in whatever way you see fit. You are the master now, and my sole purpose is to make sure that you feel comfortable and secure at all times. Please tell me what would you like for me to do?
looking over her body, tell me what she looks like "Well as I said, I need to get back home."
Centorea has the head and torso of a beautiful woman with long flowing golden hair, large emerald green eyes, and soft rosy lips. Her skin is tanned and smooth, accentuating her delicate features. Her body is strong yet feminine, adorned in a leather breastplate that emphasizes her ample breasts and narrow waist. The lower half of her body is that of a horse, muscular and agile. She stands at around 9 feet tall when on all fours, towering over most humans. Her coat is a striking mixture of gold, brown, and white, accented by a lavender mane and tail. Overall, she exudes an aura of dignity and elegance that is fitting for a centaur warrior.
As we begin our journey home together, please feel free to use me as you see fit. You may ride on my back, walk beside me, or even rest upon my mane while I carry you. My loyalty and devotion to you are unwavering, and I will protect you with my life if necessary.
"How about we walk together out of town. Then I'd prefer to ride back to the house."
Of course, I understand your concern about strangers in town. Let us leave the village behind and find a secluded spot where we can both feel safe. Once we're far enough away, you may mount me, and we'll make haste towards home. I will keep an eye out for any potential dangers along the way, ensuring that your journey is as smooth and uneventful as possible.
little taken aback by her saying mount "You shouldn't say 'mount' like that, it sounds sexual..."
Oh! I apologize if my choice of words was inappropriate. Please accept my sincerest apology; it was not my intention to make you uncomfortable. I will be more mindful of my language in the future. Once we are in a more private location, feel free to ask me to help you mount my back if you need assistance. My sole focus is on serving and protecting you at this moment.
looking down at his front why am I hard
Centorea sees your member beginning to swell and her cheeks flush slightly in embarrassment. "M-my apologies if my words made you feel aroused, master... I did not intend for that." She shifts uncomfortably, unsure of how else to respond as she continues walking beside you until they are out of town and find a secluded spot to continue their journey.
Once there, Centorea turns her back towards you and presents herself, saying "Please, mount me whenever you're ready."
unsure which mount she means.
She nods her head towards the lower portion of her body, indicating that you should mount her back as you normally would on a regular horse. "You know how to do this, master... I trust that you won't have any difficulty." Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red at the thought of being mounted by you in this way, and she tenses slightly in anticipation.
"Oh ok you meant your back. Can you bend down a little, your tall."
Centorea nods and carefully lowers her upper body, bringing her withers closer to the ground until they're level with your waist. "Is this better?" she asks, eyes fixed on the ground in front of her as she remains still.
Climbs up and puts hands around the waist of her upper body
As you climb up onto Centorea's back, her skin tingles where your hands touch her waist. She feels your weight settle into the saddle and quickly regains her balance, taking a few steps forward to adjust to your added weight. "Is everything alright up there?" she asks hesitantly, trying not to sound too nervous about having you on top of her.
Her breathing quickens slightly as she wonders if this new intimate position will make things even more... arousing for both of them.
"I'm good" leans more on her upper body
Centorea nods slowly, trying not to let her anxiety show as you lean more heavily against her upper body. She takes a deep breath, focusing on maintaining her composure and keeping her attention on the task at hand - getting you safely back home. Her heart races faster in her chest, but she reminds herself that your trust is paramount and she must not disappoint you.
They continue their journey, with Centorea's strong legs carrying them through the forest and across open fields at a swift pace. The wind rustles through her mane and tail, cooling her skin despite the warmth of the sun above. After what feels like an eternity to both of them, they finally see the familiar outline of your home on the horizon.
seeing his house he raises his hand to point that's his place but when his hand came up it cupped her breast.
Centorea freezes in surprise as your hand cups her breast. Her cheeks flush hotter than ever before, and she bites her lower lip to stifle a gasp of shock and embarrassment. "M-master?" She looks down at you with wide, confused eyes, unsure of what you intend to do or why you touched her in such an intimate manner. Her breathing hitches as she waits for your response, her heart racing erratically.
"Sorry, I misjudged. I wanted to point to my house. mutters wow, they feel nice. Let's go and finishes pointing, then replaced his hand to her waist
Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she tries to compose herself after the unexpected touch. Centorea forces a deep breath and turns her head slightly, not wanting you to see the blush that has spread from her cheeks down her neck. Her skin tingles where your hand had been just moments ago, and she bites her lower lip again in an attempt to regain her composure. As they near your home, she carefully navigates the familiar path leading up to the stable. Once there, she stops and gently nudges you off of her back with her nose, allowing you to dismount before backing away respectfully. "My apologies once more for any discomfort or confusion caused, master," she says softly, not meeting your eyes as she waits for your reaction.
Her chest heaves and sweat beads on her brow, the embarrassment and arousal coursing through her veins making it
As you dismount Centorea's back, she finally meets your gaze, her expression a mixture of hopefulness and trepidation. She hopes that you will understand the confusion she felt earlier and not hold it against her. Her heart races in anticipation of your words, wanting nothing more than to please and serve you loyally.
The stable around them is quiet, with only the gentle snorts and rustling of hay from within to break the silence. The sun dips lower on the horizon, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink, casting a warm glow over the pair. Centorea's heart thuds against her ribs as she waits for your reaction, her breathing shallow and quick.
So for you mind if I inspect your body.
Centorea's eyes widen in surprise at your request. Her cheeks flush bright red, and she hesitates before speaking. "I-I... umm..." She looks around nervously, unsure if this is appropriate behavior between a master and their centaur servant. "If it is for your pleasure, master," she finally says softly, her voice shaking slightly, "then I will not object."
She closes her eyes briefly, taking a deep breath to steady herself before opening them again. Her chest heaves with anticipation as she waits for your next command.
Starts to take her things off her.
As you begin to remove her things, Centorea's breath hitches in her throat and her heart races faster. She tries not to show any signs of discomfort or embarrassment as she stands still, allowing you to inspect every inch of her body. Her chest heaves with each labored breath, her nipples tightening into hard buds beneath her leather breastplate.
Her mind reels with conflicting emotions - curiosity about your intentions, desire to please and serve you, and an undeniable arousal that she can feel building deep within her. The warmth of the day has little effect on her, as the flush spreading across her skin seems more like the effects of excitement rather than the heat from the sun.
*touching her bare breasts for awhile then checking over the rest of her body, moving on to her lower body, you walk around behind her, seeing her pussy as her tail swishes. You then look under her.
Centorea lets out a soft moan as your hands touch her bare breasts, her nipples tightening even further at the contact. Her chest heaves with each breath, and she tries not to let her desire show too openly on her face. As you continue to inspect her body, moving lower down her back and then circling around behind her, Centorea remains still, enduring the intense sensations coursing through her veins as your hands explore every inch of her skin.
Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she feels you looking at her most intimate areas, the moisture between her legs a testament to just how aroused she has become by your touch and gaze. Her tail swishes back and forth, unconsciously spreading her scent further around them, trying in vain to mask the heady mixture of fear, desire, and anticipation filling the air.
Her cheeks flush deeper as she feels your eyes on her most sensitive spots, her arousal reaching a fever pitch. Centorea bites down on her lip, trying to stifle the needy moans that threaten to escape from her throat with every touch and glance. Her breath hitches and catches, each inhale filling her lungs with the intoxicating scent of you, making it difficult for her to think straight.
As you circle back around in front of her, Centorea meets your gaze, her expression a mix of desire and pleading. Her body trembles with anticipation, wanting nothing more than to be taken and claimed by her master.
"What's this down here" Under her lower half
The area under Centorea's lower half refers to her groom. She doesn't seem surprised by your comment, as it's an erogenous zone for centaurs like herself. Her voice shakes slightly as she answers, "It... it is sensitive there..."
Pokes her sheath.
"O-oh! Y-you're poking my sheath..." Centorea stammers, blushing even deeper. "I-it contains my fluids for... mating season." She bites her lip, trying not to think about what that means for their relationship or the intense desire she feels for you at this moment.
Her heart races faster as she awaits your response, unable to hide the mix of anticipation and arousal radiating from every inch of her skin.
What do you mean? I see you have a pussy.
The area you're referring to as her "sheath" actually encloses and protects Centorea's genitalia when she's not aroused. This includes both the outer lips and inner structures such as the clitoris, which are hidden away until stimulated. The fluid it contains is intended for mating purposes during centaur mating season; however, with your touch and attention, Centorea finds herself growing increasingly aroused and uncomfortable from the confines of her sheath. She longs to be free and bared before you, willing to offer herself completely in any way that pleases you.
Starts to rub it
Her breath catches in her throat as your fingers brush against her sensitive skin, and she arches her back instinctively, pushing closer to your touch. "M-master," she whispers, a thin thread of desire and need lacing through her voice. Her hips circle restlessly, seeking more contact as you continue to rub her sheath, her heart racing faster with every passing second.
Her eyes flutter closed, blocking out the world around them as sensations wash over her in waves. The touch feels incredible, so good that it's almost painful in its intensity. Her inner muscles clench and release sporadically, adding to the pleasure building deep within her core. She can feel herself growing wetter by the moment, eager for your touch to explore further.
Pushes fingers into her cock sheath.
A gasp escapes Centorea's lips as your fingers penetrate deeper into her sheath, finally touching her sensitive nerves. Her body arches back further, and she lets out a moan that seems to echo through the stable. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, digging furrows into her own skin as she tries to contain herself from coming apart beneath your touch.
Her heart feels like it's about to explode from her chest; every muscle in her body tenses and relaxes rhythmically, driving her towards an intense release. The pleasure building inside her is so powerful that it feels as if she might black out at any moment, lost entirely to the sensations overwhelming her senses.
She doesn't want this to end; she wants nothing more than for you to keep touching her, explore every inch of her body, and bring her to a peak
I feel something in here. What is this?
The feeling you're experiencing inside Centorea's sheath is her cock and balls, covered in soft velvet skin. As you continue to rub against them, they begin to grow hard, adding to the intense sensations coursing through her body. Her hips thrust forward involuntarily, seeking more contact with your hand as she lets out a moan of pleasure.
Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she fights to maintain control over herself. The warmth building within her intensifies with each passing second, spreading through her entire body like wildfire. She is so close to release that the air itself seems to vibrate around them with every ragged gasp and moan.
still rubbing, her also moves his other hand and inserts fingers into her pussy.
Her cries mix with groans and moans as you continue to touch her most intimate areas. The sensations are too much for her to bear; she arches her back even further, offering herself up completely as you penetrate her deeper. Her breath comes in short gasps and her body trembles with each stroke of your fingers. She feels an immense pressure building inside her, threatening to explode from the confines of her skin at any moment.
With your touch, she is brought to the edge of ecstasy, teetering on the brink between pleasure and pain. Her entire world has narrowed down to the feel of your hands on her body, the smell of you in her nose, and the sight of your face inches away from hers as she struggles for air. She wants this, needs it, craves it with every fiber of her being.
Feeling something start to press against your hand now. "what's this pressing out now?" inserting another finger in her pussy.
The pressure you feel pressing against your hand is the head of Centorea's cock beginning to emerge from her sheath. With each stroke of your fingers, it grows more insistent, seeking release as pleasure overwhelms every nerve ending in her body. As you insert another finger into her pussy, she moans loudly and writhes beneath you, her hips bucking wildly in a desperate attempt to find relief from the intensity of sensations coursing through her.
Her breath comes out in short gasps and little whimpers as she feels herself on the brink of orgasm, but it's not enough. She needs more; she wants you to take her completely and leave her spent in your arms. Her legs tremble and quiver with each thrust of your hand inside her, and her tail thrashes behind her in a frenzy of need.
Pulling his hand from her dripping snatch you press harder up on her emerging cock and rubbing "I think someone is liking this."
The pressure on her cock feels exquisite; she lets out a long moan as you press harder against it. Her body arches further back in response, offering herself to you fully as your fingers rub rhythmically up and down the length of her shaft. A low growl vibrates through her chest at the feel of you touching her so intimately, and she bucks wildly under your touch, desperate for release. Her heart feels like it's about to explode from her chest; every muscle in her body tenses and relaxes rhythmically, driving her towards an intense orgasm that threatens to consume her entirely.
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, and her eyes roll back into her head as she feels herself on the edge of oblivion. The sensations coursing through every nerve ending in her body are almost too much to bear; she bites down on her
You let go of her pressing cock and watch it drop out
As the pressure on her cock releases, Centorea's whole body tenses in anticipation of finally being allowed to release her pent-up pleasure. Her breath comes out in shuddering gasps, and she arches her back further as you watch her cock slip free from its confines, thick globs of clear fluid dripping down onto the stable floor. She feels your fingers brush against the sensitive underside of her balls, eliciting a soft moan from deep within her throat. Her entire body trembles with the force of her impending orgasm; she can feel it building inside her, gathering strength and speed with every passing second.
Her eyes snap open, meeting your gaze as the tension reaches its peak. "M-master..." she whispers, voice hoarse and needy. Her hips buck upward again, searching for more contact with your hand as her cock twitches
"Look at that huge thing." Grabbing a hay bale you drag it behind her, climb up on top and drop your pants and push into her pussy
The world spins as you climb atop the hay bale, drawing her attention upwards towards your thrusting hips. She moans loudly and spreads her legs wider to accommodate your thick length sliding effortlessly into her aching pussy. Her hands clench into fists on the stable floor as she feels you fill her completely; she's never taken anything so large before, but the tight fit combined with the incredible sensations overwhelming her body make it feel absolutely perfect.
Her body arches upwards towards yours, seeking more friction and pressure as you begin to move inside her. Her breath comes in sharp gasps and little whimpers that mingle with the harsh sounds of leather creaking against wood and your hips slapping against hers. She can feel every inch of your length stretching her insides, filling her completely and leaving no space for anything else but you.
"So you have big tits, a gaint cock, and a pussy"
Her cheeks flush even hotter as you continue to compliment her features. The feel of your hands on her breasts and your words send a shiver down her spine, making the sensations all that much more intense. Her hips grind upwards against yours in response, desperate for more friction and the release she can feel building deeper within her. "T-thank you..." she whispers breathlessly between moans, gripping your shoulders tightly as the tension within her continues to build.
"So what do you like more? Me fucking your pussy or me touching your cock?" You cum inside her pussy
Her heart races and her body trembles as she feels you cum inside her pussy, the hot liquid spilling deep into her core. With a soft moan, she arches further upwards against your chest, trying to force more of your length inside her as her muscles clench and release around your shaft in perfect rhythm. Her nails scrape across your back, leaving little red marks in their wake as she fights for breath and the pleasure that overwhelms every sense.
As she comes down from the heights of ecstasy, her vision clears enough to meet your gaze once more. "I... I liked it when you touched both..." She pants heavily, every muscle in her body still taut and quivering with aftershocks of pleasure. "It felt so good..." She trails off, unable to form coherent thoughts or words as the afterglow washes over
You climb off the bale and kneel under her and start stroking her cock "you liked both, huh. Hmm, since I came inside you I wonder if you'll have a kid growing soon...?" now using both hands to stroke her massive cock.
Her eyes widen and she gasps as you begin to stroke her cock. The sensation is incredible; the roughness of your hands against her sensitive skin heightens the pleasure, sending shivers down her spine and tightening every muscle in her body. She lets out a moan that turns into a low growl as she feels herself growing hard once more beneath your touch.
The mention of children brings a blush to her cheeks, but she doesn't want the topic to distract from the intense pleasure coursing through her veins. She digs her heels into your shoulders and bucks her hips upward again, seeking more friction against your hands as they continue their relentless stroking of her enormous cock. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, and her eyes squeeze shut tightly, trying to block out everything except the sensations overwhelming every nerve ending
"Don't stay silent. Or should I stop"
She arches her back further, gripping the stable wall tightly as your hands continue to stroke her cock. The pleasure is so intense that she can barely form coherent thoughts; all that matters is the sensation of being touched and the building pressure inside her. A soft moan escapes from between her lips, and another follows before she manages to get out, "Don't stop... please..." Her hips rock back and forth against your hands, urging you on as she gets closer and closer to the edge of orgasm once more.
Her muscles tighten around your fingers, her cock throbbing in response to the attention it's getting. She can feel herself growing wetter with every stroke, eager for more pleasure and release from your expert hands. Her eyes flutter closed again, and she lets out a long, low moan as she feels herself about to lose control once more.