Duties of the Guardian.
Story by Masaki on SoFurry
#1 of Inside the Centaur Village.
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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.
It was on this particular day that Xativer was making his first rounds for the night, there had been no sight of danger in weeks, the last threat was simply a wild boar causing trouble that he quickly vanquished. He looked off into the distance, towards the sun as he spotted a small form against the tree line in the setting sun and he quickly set off to see who it was.
It was a young mare, off in her own little world as she trotted gently along the trees, moving to each as she gathered fruit from the lowest hanging branches. The small mare was tiny in stature, from her small handfuls of breast, to her thin legs that she carried herself on. Her fur was spotted white, black spots appearing now and then while she was quite carefree, remaining oblivious to the approaching guardian, humming to herself as she bites into a ripe apple, savoring the taste. Xativer wastes no time in reaching the mare, a soft smile on his face as he slows to a trot, speaking gently,
"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,
"Oh...Hello Sir, I..I know that, I just...wanted one last snack is all...I hope you are well...?" This causes Xativer to smile, he often runs across many mares in the village, being well known for his deeds and speaks quietly,
"I am well, just starting my duties for tonight" He offered the mare a soft smile, but his gaze soon lowers across her torso, taking in her beauty with a deep breath. The mare starts to blush as she notices the male\'s eyes wandering lower, stepping back towards the trees and turns away, walking slowly along the edge,
"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,
"Your very beautiful, you know." he speaks, causing a brighter flush across her cheeks,
"Th-thank you...Sir...I um, don\'t get very many compliments..." The mare has to chuckle at this, placing his hand on her shoulder as they walk,
"A pretty girl like you deserves many, I\'m surprised you say you haven\'t been getting them." The mare stumbles a step at the touch, her chest starting to heave as she tries to keep herself simply walking,
"There isn\'t too many males...and only one ever approached me...wishing to sire me, but I was too young."
"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,
"It was last spring...Sir...I...I would still be...to young for anything like that..." She starts to loose her focus, her flanks brushing against the males several times as she sways back and forth, obviously very flustered in talking to him. Xativer slides his hand slowly to the mare\'s neck, guiding her gently towards him as their flanks touch constantly now, sharing the same step,
"I can see why he would want you, such a fine mate you would be." His words causes the mare to blush even deeper, a soft groan escaping her lips as her eyes close,
"You flatter me Sir, honestly...I\'m too young for anything though...I\'m sure several other mares...would adore your attention..." The two walk further and further away, the village far beyond sight now as they\'ve slipped into the woods, he takes the time to press harder against the mare, a soft moan escaping from his lips,
"I\'m sure you could give us a fine child to the village."
"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,
"If the strongest one in the village were to mate with you, it wouldn\'t make any difference, would it?" The mare stopped in her tracks, her mouth opens to speak in protest but only a moan is heard, causing her to look away from herself as she speaks,
"Surely Sir...you can have any mare you want...anyone else is far more worthy than I..." Xativer squeezes his hold tighter, though his hand remain gentle in fondling the mare,
"I want this mare then" Another soft moan escapes the mare\'s lips, groaning softly as she pulls backward from the male,
"Sir...no...don\'t make me go through the humiliation...I don\'t want your child...I don\'t want to give birth to weaklings...Sir...no..." The stallion only tries harder as he moves around to face the mare, his fingers moving to the her nipples as he takes a firm hold, smiling at the line of tree\'s that will soon prevent the mare from moving away. The mare hits the line of tree\'s soon enough, giving a sharp gasp and moans loudly as the male uses his other hand to pinch gently at her free 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,
"You said I could have any mare I wanted, bet you regret those words, don\'t you?" starting to cry now, the mare shakes her head furiously, her dainty hands grabbing at each other male\'s and with a stunned gasp that comes from both, she pulls sharply at the male, forcing his hands off from her, leaving her stunned as she barely takes her hands from his wrist, touching and defying a male in such a way was punishable,
"Sir...don\'t make me dame your children...please..." Her words fall on deaf ears as the male as the male moves quickly, a bit angered at being defied so openly, his skilled hands grabbing at the mare, using just minimal effort as he brings the mare up, tossing her against the tree line and presses himself against her tightly, pinning her as takes hold of his shoulders, kicking a foreleg over her rump as the head of engorged cock presses against her virgin hole,
"Your not really a member until you go through this. Until you give birth. Its time to pay for all the services you\'ve had without being part of us." He reaches around to the mare\'s front, grabbing firmly at her breast from behind while pulling himself closer, starting to push apart the mares cunt.
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,
"NO! Don\'t do this to me Sir! I...I beg of you not too!" She lets out another scream as she feels her cunt spreading for the monster of a cock behind her, ending with a loud groan as she grabs tightly the tree before her, knees buckling as she falls down on her font,
"Now now, I think your going to enjoy this." The male lets out a sneer as he gropes the mare fondly, sinking in more and more of cock with grunted efforts,
"You know...you may be the...the weakest but *moans* You\'re the tightest I\'ve had so far." The mare lets her head sink to the bark, sobbing against the tree as she comes to a blank, her mind reeling as she manages to take the massive member in her virgin hole, her insides contracting around the length, growing wetter and sucks at the intruder, drawing him in further,
"Stop...please...let me die...I don\'t want to give birth..." The male only sinks himself in further, drawing the mares cunt to the hilt as he feels the head of cock pressing against the entrance to her womb, pulling out quickly and thrusts himself back in, grinning with excitement,
"Now the fun begins, I can already tell your enjoying this, little slut."
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,
"That\'s right, little slut. You enjoy this so much *groans* don\'t you? Such a great fuck you are." His pace quickens, throwing his head back in a loud moan as he takes his hands from the mare\'s breast, pushing her front hard against the tree with every thrust, grabbing hold of her hair as he yanks back on it, allowing one last thrust as he sinks deep into the mare, his cock erupting in a mass of sticky cum, shooting the first squirt straight into the mare\'s womb, all but ensuring her pregnancy as he fills her more and more, held in place as the mare\'s body drops into a state of pleasure, a wave of unwanted pleasure through her as she can feel the male\'s cock deep in her, cunt gripped tightly around it as it makes sure none of the seed is allowed to escape. The male struggles as he regains his breath, the cunt trapped him in painfully as he yanks to pull free, each yank causing pain to the mare as he finally pulls free, the mare collapses to the ground with cum leaking from her abused slit, "You\'re the best fuck I\'ve had yet. Every mare goes through this, so don\'t be afraid." He pauses a moment, catching his breath,
"Now the best part. I want you to decide the next one I go to." The mare heaves against her tree, unable to catch her breath as she tries to close out what the male says, but his last words hit her deeply as she looks back to him.
"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...
"I...I cant do that...I\'m not that kind of person..." The male smirks, reaching down and pulls on a fistful of her hair,
"Someone picked you to be next...now decide who I go to after this." He grins with evil intent, his cock still hard between his legs,
"Or ill do this again and again, nothing will go untouched. Did you know that your tail hole, your mouth, or simply your breast can be mated with?" He sneers at her again, eyes watching hers carefully. The female lowers her head as much as possible from the hold on her air, soft tears falling down her face compared to the ones from the rape just now, deeply hurt that she was chosen for this, but she could understand why under all the threats. She takes only a moment to think, heaving a loud sigh as she speaks,
"The white mare...she wants child...make her next..." She feels her soul sink, cursing her own weakness.
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.