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"Pull the pin."

"Good mare. You ready?"

For a moment I consider a bratty answer, but the sincerity in Alaric's gaze demands my own. "I'm ready. Honestly, I…I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Alaric's smile is fond. "Awww. Then I'm glad we can make your dreams come true. Have fun, kitty."

Goosebumps travel over my skin in a wave as Alaric resettles the blindfold over my eyes. The world disappears. My heart thuds. A bead of sweat runs down my ribs onto the leather. It's ticklish and makes me twitch, though the restraints hold me in place.

"The First Mare has been bred!" Alaric calls. "Studs up!"

Deep voices cheer and whoop. Now the orgy will really kick off. Other Studs can breed their mares — and allow whomever they choose to join them.

My heart pounds in my ears louder than the discordant drumming of eager hooves. Centaurs approach from all directions. I scent their musky arousal. I hear their deep, lustful breaths.

It's finally time for me to become the herd's cumdump. I'll take stallion after stallion until I'm stuffed full with as many centaur loads as my small human body can hold.

Chapter Seven

"You say your mare is a good cocksucker?" a low voice rumbles in the darkness. My stomach flips.

"See for yourself, Captain," Alaric replies cheerily.

Hooves shuffle in front of me. The bench shakes. The metal bar squeaks. I open my mouth. A moment later a warm, dripping cock is pressed to my lips.

I suck him in. The captain's shaft matches Alaric's girth, but his flared crown is a different shape, angled on top. I explore it with my tongue while my mouth adjusts to this new cock. He's staying shallow, so I suck harder, urging him in. The captain grunts as he feeds me more.

Alaric's warm hand sweeps down my spine. "He's such a good mouth, isn't he? Just feel that little kitty tongue, licking you all over."

"I can fucking feel it," the captain mutters. He drags back and forth slowly, steadily, his cock a blissful weight on my tongue. The almost metallic tang of his precum oozing down the back of my throat is different, but not unpleasant. When his cockhead nudges the back of my throat, I swallow him.

"Shit, that's good," the captain breathes. Tears trickle down my cheeks from the pressure. My eyes flutter with happiness.

Overlapping hoofbeats tap around me, other centaurs pressing in. "Gods, you're being wasteful, Alaric!" a warm voice chastises. "Just look at your cum, falling right out of his messy hole."

I recognize the voice behind me: Leon, the horny heartbreaker. A warm glob of centaur jizz slips from my hole as he speaks, running ticklishly over my skin.

"Do something about it, then," my Stud replies. "I see you licking your lips."

"Mmm, don't have to tell me twice."

A flat, wet tongue licks over my hole. My gasp is muffled by the captain's thick cock. Leon greedily sweeps up any escaping cum, his strong hands gripping my thighs even though my legs are already strapped apart.

"Fucking delicious." Leon's breath is warm against my wet pucker. "Your cum tastes incredible, Alaric."

"I like to think that's the combined flavor of Kitten and I. He's exquisite, isn't he?"

"Fuck yes, he is."

Leon's hot tongue sweeps over my hole again and merciful gods, that feels amazing. Even his rough scruff on my skin feels good, the scratchiness an arousing contrast to his lapping tongue.

I moan appreciatively around the cock in my mouth. If Leon wants to rim me all fucking night, I won't say no. He expertly circles his tongue as he presses through my softened ring. Any release threatening to spill from my hole is eagerly swiped up before it can escape.

I can barely process the two sensations — the heavy cock in my mouth, now thrusting a little faster, and the strong tongue probing my hole — when an unfamiliar hand wraps around my throat. The hand barely squeezes. A thumb presses under my jaw.

"Feels like he's taking you well, Captain," a new, cool voice observes.

"Beautifully," the captain agrees. "Born to suck centaur cock."