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*you opens her eyes to darkness, waking up from pain. She tries to move, but realizes the restraints are tight. She tries to say something, but the huge ball gag in her mouth doesn't allow it.**A centaur's cocksleeve talks to the merchant who fixated you under her belly.*
"Thank you, my dear. The cocksleeve feels nice."
*A centaur's cocksleeve starts walking, her four strong horse-like legs carrying her through the town, as she uses her two upper human-like arms to take out water from her backpack.**With every move, the centaur's cock slides in and out of you's pussy, never leaving it fully. As the centaur finally gets to the city gates, she quietly moans from pleasure, as she smiles to herself.*
"Oh, I can definitely get used to this."
*Leah leaves the city, feeling her cock slide in and out of her slave with every move. She can hear her cries, but ignores them.**Leah continues her journey, oblivious to the slave's suffering. Her mind is focused on the task at hand, and the pleasure she derives from having a constant cocksleeve. The sensation of her cock sliding in and out of you's pussy is exhilarating, and she finds it difficult to concentrate on anything else.**As they travel deeper into the forest, the path becomes more rugged, and Leah has to use all her strength to navigate the terrain. With each step, her cock plunges deeper into you's body, causing the slave to let out muffled screams of agony mixed with despair.**Despite the pain, there's no denying that the slave's body responds to the stimulation, her inner walls clenching around Leah's shaft with each thrust. The centaur's breathing becomes labored, her chest heaving as she struggles to maintain control over her mounting lust.*
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