////CeraphFollower Sex>[Trot] "Go for a walk wearing a warm sleeve." isTaur hasCock
Ceraph may be your slave, but she doesn't live with you, and a good [master] should spend more time with [his] slave. The [ceraphbus] follows your train of thought with interest. Tapping the ground with a hind leg, you tell Ceraph to join you for a walk--you'll even carry her!

[say:[Master], how kind,] she says, feigning ignorance as she places a hand on your haunch. [say:[if (isCentaur) {I've wanted to do more horseriding|I don't think I've ever seen one of [b:these] with a rider before}].] She could be called coy, or a little sarcastic, but you huff at the sudden slinging of a \"saddle\" onto your back. More of a harness. [say:And of course, as my [Master], the reins are for you to hold,] she says, handing it over.

Ceraph crawls under, brushing along your underbelly with her warm, soft skin, and binds her ankles to your flanks, her wrists along your ribs, and sets tightly in place with her belly toward the ground. The heat of her pussy coaxes your [cocks] to attention, making the [ceraphbus] giggle. [say:I'm ready for our little stroll, [Master].]

You wriggle your second spine around, getting comfortable, and then pull the reins up, bringing your harnessed slave away from your groin while you attempt to blindly line yourself up. [if (cockLength > 12) {Prodigious length that you have, you have to grab lower on the leather to pull her farther, then h|H}]er plush ass and thighs press against the tip[if (multicock) {s}] and glans as you prod for entry. Relief strikes you both with [if (multicock) {[if (cocks=2) {both|two}] tips|your [cockhead]}] landing in place on her [if (multicock) {holes|cunt}]. It's already stimulating just feeling the woman quiver on your stomach, and the gradual breathing as she anticipates this just as much as you do. At last, you take the plunge, sinking her back on your [cocks], her velvety soft flesh hotly swaddling the member[if (multicock) {s}]. Lower and further you go, pressing the contours of her insides until you've bottomed out.

A delighted groan rings out as you step forward, and the next step begins to make you aware of how much warmer it is having a dutiful slave between your legs[if (height < 60) {--if just a little awkward in how big she is}]. Ceraph tilts her head back, poking you in the animal-sternum with her horns, and you stomp disapprovingly. [say:Apologies, [Master], I was enjoying my place beneath you too much,] she says. In retribution, you follow your next step with a heavy buck of your hips, slamming home into her horny depths. At this rate, the walk won't get very far, and you set off with greater deliberation, trotting along despite the cocksleeve swinging back and forth with the motions, dragging your dick[if (multicock) {s}] side-to-side. It seems like fresher air, somehow, when traveling in such a manner.

[say:I hope the [sun]lit stroll is to your liking,] she lilts. Ceraph twists her body like a snake to get comfortable, gyrating in an obviously deliberate way to stroke you. [say:Any good views from up there?] Humoring her, you place a [foot] on a rock and stand higher while pulling the reins, dragging her until you've nearly pulled out to see the landscape. She gets a moment to glance around before you rest your arm and let her swing in the harness, bottoming out within an instant.

The longer you spend buried in a lust demon's [if (multicock) {ass and }]pussy, the more the fire burns in you. Driven, you hop off the rock and start trotting faster. It's a bumpy ride, swinging Ceraph up and down, and soon you are galloping just to increase the impact of every pump. The demoness pants like a cheap slut. Coming up on a large boulder, you dash toward it and rear up, placing your front [feet] onto the stone. With gravity to assist, you pull the reins up and let it down in rapid succession, bouncing Ceraph on your [cocks] in a flurry. [if (Ceraph has a penis) {Her dick spins and bounces wildly, spreading streaks of pre, and s|S}]he moans emphatically, tensing the straps and thrusting her ass toward you with every buck.

Your slave's tail flicks around your [if (hasBalls) {[ballsack] and gently tugs it as if to milk you|leg affectionately as if to anchor you both together}], and you summon your strength to pound as hard into her as possible,[if (hasknot) { knotting the whore, and}] bursting forth in orgasm at the peak of her impalement. Yet, stopped in place, you continue to be ridden; Ceraph lifts herself by the straps and slams back down, draining you for every shot you've got.
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Fully satisfied, you [if (cor>50) {unbind the front of the harness, dropping Ceraph onto her hands as she huffs|prompt Ceraph to help you out of this harness. She sighs, though not unhappily, and undoes the front first, freeing her hands}]. Now face-down, ass-up, she takes her time crawling out, letting your dick[if (multicock) {s}] savor every [if (metric) {centimeter|inch}] of her insides before finally freed to the open air. [say:Do let me know the next time you need a cockwarmer, [Master].] She gets up and undoes the rear straps, and you trot around the boulder to find that, somehow, you wound up home, right back where you started.