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By: Elaine Carollo/ Mablefeyds@aol.com
He slowed to a trot when the sweet tingle of her laughter reached his ears. 
Looking around he followed the sound and his eyes stared at the young maiden 
no more than the age of ten picked flowers and slipping them in her long 
raven hair gazed at her reflection in the shimmering pool at her feet. Her 
emerald eyes framed by lovely long lashes accented her lovely olive skin and 
the natural blush of her cheeks. He was unable to move so struck by her 
beauty he had become, he stared in her direction until she stepped away and 
her tiny bare feet carried her away and back to the human village whence she 
had come. 
He moved from the bushes and stepping up to the pool reached for a stray 
flower that had fallen from her hair a single long strand still attached and 
moving slightly in the wind. He held this to his chest and leaning foreword 
gazed upon himself in the pool. Startled by his appearance he staggered back 
before tentatively taking another step foreword to peer once again at 
himself. A young Centaur he was gray in color the black mane that ran down 
the center of his human back from the top of his head to his withers was 
unkempt and contained some burrs as did his tail that hung limply at his 
backside weighed down as it was from dust and various pieces of vegetation 
entwined in the long hairs. His hand brushed over his flat belly, some 
muscles there covered by a smattering of black curly hairs, he reached for 
his chin that had developed a goatee of the same black hair that ended in a 
point, a few hairs made up a whisper of a mustache. He sighed deeply as he 
peered into his own eyes they were like his sires dark like ebony and heavily 
browed.
He looked up the path that the girl had taken and then toward the path the 
sun was now following and decided that he must follow for a short distance 
just to see where she lived. His hoofs carried him quietly along tracing the 
foot prints she had left in the soft sand of the trail. His journey ended at 
the back yard of a humble abode surrounded by thick woods. Her voice herd 
from inside the house as she talked with her family had the same effect on 
him as when he had first herd it and he pressed his fist to his belly at its 
fluttering. Stepping closer he peered in the single window and was happy to 
discover that this was the girls room and that she was now combing her long 
black hair carefully after taking a bath her sleeping gown of pink lace 
covering her small body. This night and many after turned into years as he 
would watch her develop into a beautiful woman his love and lust for her 
growing with each sighting. He had come to know her habits and would place 
himself in locations where viewing her would be most likely. 
She had often felt that she was being watched or had the feeling she was not 
alone, after several months or years of this feeling she had come to accept 
that it was either an angel watching over her or a being who obviously meant 
no harm or, just her imagination.
The day came when talk of a marriage for her was discussed by her family. The 
words of this union drifted from the open window of her house and ripped a 
hole in the centaur mans heart, his mind reeled with thoughts that he had 
formed of he and she together a happy couple in a house of their own. Wiping 
tears from his eyes he left for the first time ever before her bedroom lights 
had gone out. And running toward the centaur community whom he had become 
much of a stranger to, being absent to follow the girl, that most hadn't 
acknowledged his presence there or otherwise, His path led him to the lake 
where he had first herd her laughter and then watched her swimming many times 
after. Looking at his reflection again just three years later he saw no 
change and moving into the water he splashed his face with the cool wetness 
and ripping up some of the weeds he saw the girl use to wash her hair started 
to scrub himself from head to hoof. After he combed his hair with a thistle 
and polished his hoofs with bees wax receiving a few stings for his trouble.
The sun now gone from the sky he took the path past her house and up into the 
mountains his thoughts jumbled and perhaps he was a bit suicidal as he sat on 
a flat rock and let his mind indulge its self one last time and think fully 
of her. He began to wander and when light came he wasn't sure how far he had 
gone or where he came to be but the scenery was breathtaking of the valley 
below and he stood before a cave. Always the curious one he stepped inside 
following the sound of running water moving into the darkness.  He found the 
underground stream and assumed it to be the start of the same one that fed 
the girls village, Venturing further inside he found it to be growing lighter 
a crack in the rocks above emitting quite a bit of light
A further scan of the area revealed a crevice that was flat on the bottom and 
he easily hopped in his hoofs landing solidly on the dry earth. The sides 
were smooth and atleast ten feet high a few flat rocks scattered about the 
only obstacles other than the dry dusty floor. An idea first tickled his mind 
then roared through it as he formulated a plan, one that belonged to a 
desperate man. The next several days and nights were spent collecting and 
stealing the items he would need to make the hole in the cave into a home. a 
large straw area set aside for the bed. Buckets of water, cooking utensils, 
and blankets taken from clothes lines.
His heart in his throat he made his way to the girls house and peering from 
the bushes saw her in her bedroom just as she had been the last he saw her 
only a week ago, this time however, she wore a long white gown, its bodice 
cut low over her small yet perky breasts. His breathing heavy and steady he 
moved quickly simply reaching into her window and placing one had over her 
mouth and one around her waist plucked her from the safety of her familles 
home and into the darkness of the cold night he sped his hoofs clattering the 
whole way as he moved speedily to the cave that would be her home and prison.
He was out of breath and somewhat sweaty as he leapt into the hole with her 
still held to his chest. As he set her down he stepped back his sides heaving 
the scent of her filling his head. She did not move instead sitting without 
moving her hand pressed to her chest. He finally after several hours 
approached her and whispering in her ear he revealed everything about 
himself, how he loved her for years and followed her and finally how he would 
be keeping her there with him always. She listened without saying anything 
and turning to look at him a flood of begging and crying came from her which 
fell on the deaf ears of a man desperate to keep the only thing that mattered 
to him in this world in the only way he could.
His love and lust for her overwhelming him he reached for her to hold and 
comfort and she afraid of him moved back to quickly and his hand grasping the 
white dress tore it from her to the waist revealing her smooth breasts. He 
moving again to grasp her he pressed her bare back to his chest, his arm 
warping around her waist like a steel band restricted her breathing and her 
will to fight him off. as he stood to carry her to the straw bead covered 
with blankets he had made for them the rest of her dress slipped to the floor 
leaving her flushed body naked in his embrace. He lay on his side his arms 
around her his hands stroking over her belly at first then moving lightly 
over the breasts he craved to touch for so long pinching the pink nipples 
lightly at first them more firmly between his thumb and fore finger rolling 
them between. His hand moved down her body and over the patch of hair that no 
centaur mare had and brushing over the softness of it his fingers long and 
slender pried open her clit digging into its soft, hot,  wetness gliding over 
gently in a stroking movement finding the place of entry warm and inviting he 
slipped his finger in only a bit when she began to struggle against him and 
he realizing just how tightly his arm was crushing her aginst him loostend up 
a bit not wishing to harm her. He slid his finger out as she cried, the back 
of her head pressed to his chest just under his chin. He pressed kisses in 
hair and whispered words of love and strokes of comfort on her sides and 
shoulders till she slept still curled against him her legs tightly held 
together. 
When she awoke he fed her and she ate hungrily as he talked to her of his 
love and for a few  days tetively reaching for her leg or foot would place a 
caress that she pulled back from. This being hard for him to deal with and 
his longing to touch her inspired the idea to withhold food, water, and the 
trips out of the hole to the stream where she could bathe for the privlage of 
touching her body, it took three days of none of these things before she 
relented and as he layed in the huge bed of blankets and straw she came to 
him and lay next to him his arms enfolding around her tenderly he placed his 
lips to hers and kissed her deeply, when she did not respond he pulled back 
and whispering softly as he looked deeply in her lovely eyes informed her 
that kissing him back and touching her tongue to his was required by a girl 
who wished to eat that day.  And so she did her warm tongue entering his 
mouth bringing chills to his skin, He moved his calloused hands over her 
slender soft body his fingers playing with her nipples gently as he moved his 
lips to them sucking on them he drew them into his mouth nipping her gently 
his passion rising as his huge horse cock slipped from its sheath as it had 
thousands of times before as he imagined himself doing just what he was doing 
at this moment. His hard cock lay on the straw bed leaking precum onto the 
blankets for several hours as his hands explored the girl. Telling her to 
spread her legs she complied stiffly and his fingers rubbing against her soft 
hair and into her wet slit found her opening and sliding his finger into her 
found and took her maidenhood that night as he pushed his finger deeply in 
her and her blood filled his palm before leaking onto the straw bed. Her 
startled gasp brought him to awareness and lifting his hand to see the blood 
he was scared and sorry that he had hurt her and holding her close as she 
cried he fed her small bites of bread and various fruits and meats that her 
hungry body choked down. He took her to the water hole to wash when the 
bleeding had seemed to have stopped and she seemed to be feeling better when 
he fed her without the payment he assured her would be mandatory from now on.
The next day he called her to him and she stood facing him as his hands moved 
over her shoulders and his soft lips moved to her mouth kissing her lightly 
before moving to her neck bending down lapping at her nipples finally drawing 
hard on them as he sucked on them hungrily a moan escaped her lips. His lips 
moved down kissing and licking her belly as his hands picked her up he held 
her to his chest and he stood his hand cupping her rounded full bottom her 
bare feet pressed against his warm furry side. His eyes looked into hers as 
he moved her to the blanket covered  flat rock laying her on her back gently  
he leaned over her his stallion hood dripping as it hung beneath him fully 
erect he kissed her belly and as his lips brushed over her soft hair one gasp 
fled her lips and another as his tongue lightly flicked over her erect clit 
the warm scent of her filling his nostrals as he sucked her clit into his 
mouth nibbling in it gently for a moment before sliding down and filling her 
with as much tounge as he could spreading her lips wide as his tongue slid in 
and out of her while his fingers gently flicked over her clit. She came in 
his mouth gasping loudly as her fingers entwined in his hair her legs locking 
around his shoulders he brushed his hardened stallion hood against the rock 
just then and shot his pent up load onto the ground. 
Each day grew better as she became more comfortable with his touch and she 
began to move to him quickly when he returned offering her young sexual body 
to him craving not only the food and drink he brought but the orgasm he would 
give her one after another until she lay spent under his human half. Always 
his stallion half neglected and aching for release finding it only 
occasionally when he relieved himself in the nearby stream.
He had gone to the village to steal some supplies when to his suprise several 
men who had been waiting for the thief attacked him with swords, stones and 
arrows wounding him in several places he ran back to the cave angry and in 
pain empty handed for the first time. She was there as allways and came 
running up to him stoping short as she became aware of his condition. She 
coed over him washing his wounds and pressing her plump lovely body against 
his as she did so but this, sadly did little to improve his mood and in her 
struggle to comfort her captor slid her body across his side pressing her 
breasts to his soft fur her eyes closed she chatted to him as her hand 
stroked his long erect stallion hood. With a cry he trembled before grabbing 
her and flipping her to her belly on the rock where mounted her, pressing her 
down with his hands as his hind hoofs held her legs far apart. His 
stallionhood stopped short for only a moment before a sound thrust of his 
back legs allowed him full access to her warm cavern. he screwed her hard 
years of lust behind his strokes and when he came in her he kept going until 
he filled her again. Finally, his seed spent he took a great breath before 
pulling out of her. Her limp body didn't move and he nudged her gently before 
rolling her over. Slipping her in his arms she lay unmoving. Final kisses he 
placed to her lips as he tossed her in the river his eyes filling with tears 
as he sobbed. He watched her disappear over the falls and after a few hours 
headed back to the cheater community his heart heavy. 
He slowed to a trot when the sweet tingle of her laughter reached his ears. 
Looking around he followed the sound and his eyes stared at the young maiden 
no more than the age of fourteen picked flowers and slipping them in her long 
red hair gazed at her reflection in the shimmering pool at her feet. Her 
emerald eyes framed by lovely long lashes accented her lovely ivory skin and 
the natural blush of her cheeks. He was unable to move so struck by her 
beauty he had become, he stared in her direction until she stepped away and 
her tiny bare feet carried her away and back to the human village whence she 
had come. 
He looking in her direction hesitated for a moment and whispered to himself 
"Ill be more careful this time" Before quietly trotting after her.