Every year the village brings forth a male sacrifice to appease the centaur god of nature. When the males are taken, they are presumably killed by the creature, until one year one in particular catches the Gods eye..and he decides rather than destroying him, he would make a suitable slave and mate...
(seeking male, preferably frail and girly to be Centaurs submissive mate for him to dominate and make carry his many babies! )
Name: Kalos
Gender: Male
Race: Centaur
Age: Centuries
Appearance: Muscular upper body, piercing blue eyes and long black hair, strong chestnut horse body, well endowed
Personality: Stoic, Dominant, likes to be in control, possessive and protective but quick to anger.
It was that time again, he thought as he roamed the edge of the forest out of sight of the villagers as they brought this years toy to him. The sun was warm against his back as it pierced through the treetops of his forest. He closed his eyes and breathed in the fresh air. Yes, almost time. He could hear the chants as they readied the lad for sacrifice.
(seeking male, preferably frail and girly to be Centaurs submissive mate for him to dominate and make carry his many babies! )
Name: Kalos
Gender: Male
Race: Centaur
Age: Centuries
Appearance: Muscular upper body, piercing blue eyes and long black hair, strong chestnut horse body, well endowed
Personality: Stoic, Dominant, likes to be in control, possessive and protective but quick to anger.
It was that time again, he thought as he roamed the edge of the forest out of sight of the villagers as they brought this years toy to him. The sun was warm against his back as it pierced through the treetops of his forest. He closed his eyes and breathed in the fresh air. Yes, almost time. He could hear the chants as they readied the lad for sacrifice.
