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Centaur's Slave
Centaur's Slave
Centaur's Slave
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Centaur's Slave

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Lianna is a young, beautiful slave taken by the Duke of Nuekome but not for use of his pleasure, but to be used by the centaur of Lyisteir. Lianna discovers she has an innate capability to handle the centaur and quickly becomes the center of attention in the Duke’s harem of slaves.

This is a 12,000 word novelette intended for adult audiences.

Content warning: features graphic sex, sex between a human and non-human character, sex between a centaur and a human, fantasy monster sex, other unusual sex practices, and other depictions of adult sexuality. Explicit language and adult only content.

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The herald trumpeted the crowd to near-silence and made the announcement for the next part of the show. “For those of a refined passion, the Duke of Nuekome has for you, gentleladies and gentlemen, the deflowering of an exotic virgin by a beast of turgid and rabid desire, the Centaur of Lyisteir!” The audience howled its approval, even if they didn’t know exactly what they were getting.

“Quickly,” Kyleth urged her and Lianna saw two of the slave porters flanking her. The conque leaf had distracted her. When they attached a chain to her collar and wrist cuffs, she didn’t mind.

The two porters led her into the main banquet hall and Lianna got another rush of energy. She was enjoying her time in front of the crowd, her nudity on display. The rake of eyes over her skin delighted her and she smiled at everyone, but quickly realized they all weren’t paying attention to her.

As she was paraded through the hall hands reached out for Lianna. Some missed, many fingers trailed along her naked flesh, a few even managed a lascivious squeeze...and she found she didn’t mind the attention at all.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJul 5, 2013
ISBN9781311599001
Centaur's Slave
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Elliot Silvestri

Elliot Silvestri lives in upstate New York where he works and writes, not always at the same time. He has a degree in English Literature and his professors would be appalled at the shoddy construction of his characters and plots for his ebook erotica. His free time is spent with his wife and children, repairing a one hundred year old house, and herding the family’s three cats.Find him at: @elliotsilvestri@mstdn.party

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    Centaur's Slave - Elliot Silvestri

    Centaur’s Slave

    By Elliot Silvestri

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    Chapter One

    She looks beaten down. Are you sure she’ll breed? The buyer was an oily, overweight man who was despised by everyone in the manor house. However, he was an expert at buying slave flesh and was respected for his abilities.

    She’s the seventh daughter of ten sibs, the slaver replied. He was a bard man accustomed to hard deeds. His once black hair was fading to gray. She’ll breed.

    Captured her in a raid, I suppose, the buyer sniffed. Raiding the outlands again? His disdain for the slaver applied only to his techniques, not his profession.

    Not at all, Dorval, the slaver replied. I’ve gone respectable. She’s a fine piece of flesh. I bought her outright from her parents.

    Dorval scratched at his ample belly and arched an eyebrow. She’s a little old for that, don’t you think? You expect me to believe you?

    The slaver kissed his three right fingers—the pinky having been severed in a sword fight years ago—and raised them to the sky. My lips to the five gods’ ears. It’s the truth. She’s a miller’s daughter. He couldn’t afford her any longer.

    A loud barking laugh issued from the fat man’s wet lips. I don’t believe you or your appeals to the gods. He half turned to one of the slaver’s assistants. Strip her.

    That was a good sign. The slaver hid his smile under his hand as he rubbed her chin that sprouted a scraggly beard. The buyer wouldn’t want to see the slave’s skin if he wasn’t interested.

    The girl—young woman, really—barely reacted when the assistant pulled the loose tunic from her body, exposing her to the men’s eyes. The slaver had seen many and more just like her. His eyes barely slid over the woman’s flesh. The buyer took his time, taking in every inch of her body, not for some lascivious purpose, but because he knew how to do his job.

    The girl was tall, not extremely so, but it was notable. She was much more muscular than any city girl. She might very well have been a miller’s daughter and accustomed to hard work; that was good. The duke would appreciate a slave of good constitution. Her hair was blond, typical of those from the northern

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