Contents: M/M, Monster sex (Centaur/Elf), Dubcon, cum inflation.
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When the master hired me, he told me never to go to the farthest centaur stable alone, especially during the warm months. He told me it housed one of the most aggressive centaurs he had ever owned. The centaur he was talking about was untamable, but when the mares were in heat, he was even more troublesome. Now, I might not agree with him about keeping sentient species as commodities, but it's not like I have a choice in the matter. I can't really say that I enjoy this life.
After my second week at the farm, me and my fellow stablehands were running late on our chores. The ones I worked with didn't really like elves and had told me multiple times that I didn't belong there. According to them, elves could not keep up with the requirements which came with the job. Not being able to meet the daily quota meant that we'd lose part of that meager wages. A couple of days ago I had already made one stupid mistake and the others were rightly angry with me. Maybe it was part of their plan or some foolish part of me, but I decided to enter that stable all alone.
I'm sure the others wanted me to get scared by the mad centaur and run back to the city, but I wanted to prove myself. The wages we got might be miserable, but at least here I have a chance to pay off my debt.
With a broom, a lantern, and a bucket in my hands, I took a deep breath and entered the dark barn. As I opened the door slightly, a musky odor hit my nose almost immediately. The air felt stale and no wonder why. Almost no one visited this stable. Stablehands are supposed to clean the area weekly, but according to horror stories I've heard, sometimes they chose to skip it out of fear. Unfortunately, the cleaning must be done tonight. Due to the mad centaur's temperament, Master wants to sell him and he's supposed to show him off tomorrow to the prospective buyers.
During the summer the corral to this stable was rarely open to its inhabitant. The centaur was known to escape his enclosure to either attack the nearest worker or to inseminate any nearby mares.
I closed the door behind me and made sure I locked it. The centaur should be in its stall, safely locked away from me.
"Hello?" I asked with a quivering voice. I waited for a little while but heard nothing back. I hope he is sleeping, but can't shake off the feeling I'm being watched.
As quietly as I could, I began my work. Every now and then I thought I heard something, but it was hard to see anything even with the lantern guiding me.
As I gained ground with my broom I started to feel emboldened. I had been brave enough to come here alone and because of my effort, we would be able to finish our chores. I made sure I put in extra effort. Maybe master will see it and I will get paid even more for my resolution!
Suddenly, I felt my leg slip under me. I managed to keep my balance, but the bucket made a loud banging sound as I accidentally kicked it. I froze in my place and heard the bucket twirling away from me. I kept my eyes closed and slowly counted to ten. My feet told me to run, but my brain told me to stay.
Nothing.
Everything fell back to complete silence.
I let out a silent sigh as I suddenly felt a hard kick on my left shoulder. I fell down and turned to face my worst fear. The dark-coated centaur stood above me with a smirk on his face. He had somehow escaped his stall and managed to sneak behind me.
"My, my... What do we have here?" The centaur purred. He was taller than any centaur I'd seen before. The smile on his face looked malicious under his unkempt beard.
"I'm so sorry, my lord. I was just cleaning your stable. I will leave!" I half-shouted in my panic.
"So, you think you've cleaned everything, huh?" He smirked "I rarely get any visitors and those who do are only after my seed. You won't leave until you're done with your job."
His demanding raspy voice made me shiver.
"I've already cleaned most of this place, if you want to, I can clean your stall."
The centaur huffed unapprovable.
"My stall is clean, I need you to take care of something else." As he said that, he took a few steps towards me and I then I saw it.
The huge member under his rear legs. The thing was longer than my arm. The girth alone made the most tankards pale in comparison. You could tell he was very aroused, I'm sure he could smell the mares from my clothing.
