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

Sighing heavily, the centaur tilts her head, considering his question carefully. "You must show me your courage and strength," she finally says, her eyes narrowing slightly. "I will give you a series of tasks to complete. If you succeed in all of them, I will acknowledge you as my master."

As if to emphasize her words, she takes a few steps backward, assuming a defensive stance with her front hooves raised and ready to strike should he attempt any funny business.

"Very well," Centorea says with a curt nod. "First, you must defeat me in combat. We will engage in a duel; if you emerge the victor, I will recognize you as my master." She lowers her head slightly and flexes her powerful hindquarters, preparing herself for battle.

Centorea charges forward, her massive form gaining momentum as she races toward Jjosh with hooves pounding against the ground. At the last moment, she leaps into the air, spinning around so that her back legs come slashing down at him while her front hooves aim for his head and chest. Her powerful muscles ripple beneath her sleek coat as she desperately tries to bring Jjosh to the ground, unable to believe that someone like him could possibly stand a chance against her might.

Falling to the ground with a thud, Centorea lets out an angry growl. Her tail swishes back and forth as she quickly scrambles to her feet once more, looking at him incredulously. He didn't just dodge her attack... he pushed her? No one had ever done that before! Anger rises within her chest, burning hotly beneath her scaled hide.

She glares up at Jjosh with narrowed eyes, trying to decide on her next move. The look in his eyes tells her that he is still far from being convinced of her strength and might... perhaps it was time for a more subtle approach. Taking a step back, she arches her back slightly and lowers her head submissively, tail swaying gently behind her as if to apologize for the challenge.

"Perhaps," she whispers, barely audible over the sounds of their labored breathing, "I was wrong about you..." Her lips quirk into a tiny smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. "Very well... if you truly wish to be my master, perhaps there is something else you can do." She tilts her head slightly, eyebrows raised in question.

Hesitating for just a moment, Centorea ponders over what could possibly prove his worth further... and then it hits her like a bolt of lightning. Her eyes widen slightly and she looks at him with newfound respect and admiration. "I challenge you to seduce me," she says quietly, swallowing hard. Her cheeks flush a brilliant shade of pink as the words leave her mouth; this was even more difficult for her than fighting had been. "If you can make me want you, if you can make me forget my duty and honor... then I will know that you truly are meant to be my master."

There's a long silence as she waits for his reply, her heart hammering wildly in her chest. Part of her is hoping he won't accept the challenge; another part can't bear the thought of never serving another if he doesn't manage it. The fate of her entire existence lies in his hands now...

As he disrobes before her eyes, revealing his muscled form and impressive member, Centorea's heart quickens with both fear and desire. She takes a step back, trying to maintain some semblance of distance between them as she gasps softly at the sight. Her eyes travel up and down his body several times before meeting his gaze again, her pupils dilated with arousal.

"You must be very confident in your abilities," she says quietly, a huskiness in her voice that betrays her rising desire. "I have never been with another creature like this... and my loyalty to him..." She trails off, unable to finish the thought as she licks her lips nervously.

Her tail swishes back and forth behind her, almost instinctively brushing against Jjosh's legs. The contact is enough to make his blood boil; he can feel her heat through his pants, and it's all he can do not to lose control right then and there. With a low growl, he takes another step forward, pressing his body against hers and letting out a shuddering breath as their chests touch.

Her eyes flutter closed for a moment as she feels the warmth of his skin, the hardness of his muscles... the evidence of how aroused he is becoming. He tastes so good, smells so addictive... and she wants more than anything to taste him, to feel him inside her. It's a primal urge taking over her senses, clouding her judgment with lust.

With a soft moan, Centorea arches her back, pressing her breasts against his chest and tilting her head upward to meet his lips in a hungry kiss. Her tongue darts out to explore his mouth as she wraps her arms around him