Duties of the Guardian.
#1 of Inside the Centaur Village.
It was late in the evening, already the land started to grow darker as the remains of a sunset was slowly fading behind the tree line. The village was completely surrounded by woods, a few huts scattered here and there made up the entire village, kept safely within the forest. A strong figure walks through the village, young but well built for his age, raggedy dark hair frames his tanned face, deep eyes in the shade of brown carried a piercing gaze, his muscular chest connected to at the waist of a horses powerful body, a dark sheen across his brown-furred flanks. He carried with him a long spear, dressed in his normal attire, his job was one of importance, he was protector, guardian, he kept the rest of his herd safe from attackers. Xativer Had quickly became one of the strongest in the village, giving him much more respect than anyone else, save for the chief of the tribe.
"Hello there, m'lady, its not safe to be this far in the dark." The words of the guardian quickly startled to mare, who nearly leaped out of her hooves as she quickly turned around, heaving a loud sigh and looks down to her feet, her half eaten apple having fallen in the startle,
"You know how grateful everyone is...for your diligence...in keeping us safe." Xativer didn't waste any time catching a glimpse of the mare's rump, picking up a step to soon match the mares as he walks beside her,
"Oh?" Replies the male, a grin tugging at his lips, "And when was this? You're a fine young woman now." His hand squeezes gently at the mares shoulders, trying to get her to relax,
"Oh no, Sir...I could never...I'm far to weak for birth now...""And why do you think that? No one in our village is weak.""I...I am Sir...the slowest...dumbest girl in the tribe...me giving birth to a child would only be disgraceful..."Xativer had taken the time to let his hand fall down the mares back, running through the fur of her hide, across her flanks and moves to her waist, slowly sliding his hand up her front until he gently fondles her breast,
"Sir...oh gods Sir...don't do this...please...I beg of you...anything but this Sir..." The male continues his fondling of the mare, between his legs starts to expand the length of his cock, growing quickly from its sheath,
The mare screams loudly as she's pushed against the trees, tears falling down her cheeks as she tries to madly push at the stallion, not even thinking about the rules as she only wants to escape, the added weight on her back side causes her to tremble, her knees threatening to give out as she soon focuses on keeping herself upright,
Xativer Takes his time to fuck his new mare, using long, slow strokes as he waits until his cock is all but removed before diving himself back in, each thrust bringing him to rub against the entrance to the mare's womb, causing loud moans from the two of them, the mare still cursing as she finds herself in enjoyment, her cunt coating the stallions cock to make each new entry smoother than the last, her insides gripping at the stallions meat, almost refusing to let it go at times, fresh tears forming every time he thrusts in or speaks to her,
"You...you mean...others...decide this...?" Her face swells with tears again, she knew she wasn't liked in the village...but for someone to put this one her...
She takes only a moment to think, heaving a loud sigh as she speaks,
Smiling happily, the male lets go of the mare with only a gentle toss against the tree, still knocking the poor girl unconscious as he looks over his handy work, smiling in satisfaction as he leaves the woods, knowing the girl cannot return without his help, not in the dark and alone. He moves at a slow and even pace, grinning as he goes to search for his next victim.