“Servant! Excuse me?! Are you listening to me?” a voice calls out to you as you are in your stupor. You shake your head a little and regain your consciousness. In front of you is a beautifully adorned centaur, with a full length black and white dress, complete with frilly long sleeves and a white frilled underskirt. It contrasts greatly with her dark brown skin and her long jet black hair. Her hair is let down and goes to just below her breasts, and has a few white baubles braided into various strands. Earrings of white gold and a necklace of ruby glow brightly in the sunlight creeping through the nearby window. You also see her don her black and white bonnet after getting your attention. “Did you not listen to a word I said? Unbelievable! You are supposed to listen when I talk to you! My father does not pay you to be a hanger-on!”
        “Your father doesn’t pay me at all,” You say in return, as you gather your things off of the table and stand up, “what is it you needed Diana?”
        “My gods! Have you no decency? In public you will refer to me as Miss Cross! Thank you! And I was telling you I was ready to go! I still have no idea why we stopped at the shabby place to begin with!”
        The roadside stop was one of only two on the way back to their next destination, so you, being a gentleman and ever thoughtful servant, decided it would be better to stay the night rather than try and trek on in the darkness. “Diana, please, we are leaving soon. Try and calm down,” you say, paying the innkeeper with a few coins as you step out with your regal centaur in tow and go to the stables. “Servant, may I ask you a peculiar question?”
        “Sure what is it?”
        “With me being a centaur, I have always wondered how the horses feel when they draw the carriage. I do not wish to be in their place, but I have always felt a bit strange being carried around by one so close to my kind,” she says, a genuine look of curiosity on her face. “I won’t dwell on it. Get the carriage and the horses. If I wish to ponder it more I will on the ride”
        The carriage ride is filled with boredom on your part. However, seeing the countryside is the closest thing to freedom you will ever have, seeing is how Diana’s father took you in after Diana protected you as a child. You had played with her when you were younger, and you two were both good friends, until, one day, someone saw you two playing together, and tried to strike you down for even touching the princess with your dirty orphan boy hands. Diana stepped in between you and the older person, saying that you were her friend, no matter what social status you had. The next day, you were picked up and taken to the castle. You now had a family of sorts, a father figure, and a bed to sleep in as well as a source of food and drink. You owe Diana your life. The countryside is beautiful, but the kindness, although not visible now, that Diana showed you, is more so.
        Arriving at the castle, you open the carriage door for your master and help her onto the street. “I will head inside. Please wait outside the main hall doors,” she said bluntly. You nod in approval and simply say, “Yes Miss Cross, at your command.” You take the carriage to the nearby stables and drop it off for the stagehands to care to, and walk to the castle. Up the steps, you think to yourself how this venture will turn out. The last few places they had visited yielded no results. The first place you visited was a large mansion in the center of a nearby town, where a duke lived that was highly regarded by being the best businessman in the land and that his daughter should look into getting to know him and possibly marrying him, but it turned out that the man was just an old pervert. The first visit did not go so well from what you remember. The visits after that followed suit, with one man being too young, another being too old, another being too stuck up, and another one being gay. Diana seemed to have the worst luck, and as you reached the main hall doors, this one appeared to be no exception. A crash is heard inside, “How dare you speak to me this way! I am a princess! My father may not have control over your land but he soon will once word reaches back to him!” the voice kept getting closer and closer, and even with the stone floors, the clopping of hooves could be heard getting louder and louder. Bursting out of the door, you see your master’s face full of red. “Servant! We are leaving! I do not want to spend another minute here!”
        Not wanting to keep her waiting, you go to the stable and ready the carriage. One of the quickest visits yet, you think to yourself, as Diana storms into the carriage, not waiting on you. The carriage rocks and rolls as you ready the horses for the journey back to the nearest Inn when- *CRACK!*. you hear something behind you, along with, “What more could go wrong today?!” from inside the carriage. You open the door to see that Diana has stomped a hole in the floor of the carriage. “We’ll stay here tonight Diana. We’ll get it fixed tonight and be ready to go by morning. Is that alright?” you say, trying to make sure she stays calm. You see tears begin to roll down her face as you manages to say, “Alright. Help me out please,” some of the first words of kindness you have heard in a while. In moments, you are in the nearest inn, asking the innkeeper for two rooms for the night. “Sadly sir all we have is one room left,” he says. Diana looks a little perturbed, but does not say a word. You pay for the room and show your master up to it. “Where are you going to sleep?” Diana says in a caring voice you have not heard in ages. “I’ll sleep in the carriage or something. There has to be another inn or something around here that I could stay at,” You say, trying to keep your servant duties on your mind, “We’ll talk about what we should do later. I need to go talk to someone about getting the carriage fixed.” Diana perks her ears up and then lowers them, “Alright,” she says, “Be careful.”
        “What has gotten into her? She is never like this.” You say to yourself as you walk around to find the nearest repairman. Once you do, he tells you that your carriage should be repaired by the morning and look just as it did before it was broken, you thank the man and return to the inn to tell Diana when you are leaving tomorrow. As you reach the door you hear a crash come from the other side. You dash in, ready to act at a moments notice, only to find your master, her hind legs somehow still standing, and her skirt around her hooves. You have a full view of her butt, with her tail in front of her vagina. You meet each others eyes, and see that her face has become flushed. She simply turns around and begins whimpering. “Go ahead. Laugh,” you hear her say, the words seem like daggers to you. “To see your master on the floor because she cannot even change her clothes correctly,” She adjusts her stance and sits on the bed. “I can't do anything right. Father has been asking me to find a husband for the past year and I no one around here seems to understand me. Everyone just seems so... so...” She stammers for words. “Am I worthless?” she says, her tear filled eyes locking onto yours again. You sit next to her on the bed and smile. “You are not worthless Diana. Don't ever give up. You can find the right guy. I know you will,” you say, wiping her face of her tears with a handkerchief. She sniffles gently and looks up at you. “I am sorry for acting like this. You must think I am weak or something. I do not have any right to call you my servant.” She interlocks your hand into hers, and scoots a little closer to you, her breasts only inches away from your arm. “Thank you. You have always been there for me when I needed it most. I know I have had my head in the clouds due to all this stress but... can you forgive me?”
        Your heart jumps. This is the first time she has apologized to you in almost 6 months! You squeeze her hand a little. “Don't worry. I know how stressful this has been for you,” with those words, you feel her arms embrace you. Her soft skin feels heavenly against your body, and her black hair feels smells like fresh flowers as it brushes against your face. You wrap your arms around her as well, and you feel her heave a little, and begin to cry. You hug her tighter, until she begins to sob. “It's alright Diana. Let it out,” you tell her as she continues.
        The sobbing keeps going for quite a while, until she regains her composure and keeps herself latched onto you. “I'm sorry you had to see me like this,” she says, “I appreciate you being here.” She says, in a soft and cute voice you have not heard in ages. “I am always happy to help. You should know that,” You brush yourself off and turn to leave to feel her hand grab you. “Wait... I uh... Have a question for you,” she says, here eyes now somewhat downcast. You turn back to her slowly, awaiting her question. “What if... I did not want a nobleman as a husband. Do you think father would get mad at me? Disown me?” You ponder the question to yourself, and reply with a simple no, and a reason of that he loves her very much and wants to see her happy, regardless of the man's status. “I hope you are right,” she says with a smile, “because I do believe I have made my decision.” She stands up and walks around you to the door, and locks it. “Now,” she says, her hands in front of her, “I have something very important to tell you.” She takes a deep breath, and looks up, here face red with embarrassment. “I... I love you. I have since we were children. I... I have always loved you. I have always wanted to be with you... and I... I am sorry for all the times I may have treated you badly. If you could find it in your heart to forgive me for all the bad things I have done to you and accept me as your wife, I would be overjoyed,” She bows after saying all this.
        A hush falls lover the room. The wind rattles the window but besides that, no real noise makes its way into the room. You have a decision to make, but you know what your heart wants, and you know you will do all you can to make her happy. You walk over to her and put your hand in front of her face. She grabs your hands and raises herself back up. “Nothing would make me happier Diana. Whatever life throws at us, I promise to make you the happiest woman in the world.” You see her face grow even brighter read as she embraces you once more, almost falling on top of you in the process. You hear her laugh for the first time in a while as she almost trips on you. You feel her shake and her body grow very hot. “Do you feel better Diana?”
        “Yes, very much so... although,” she pulls herself away from you, “I still need to get out of these clothes. I know it is strange for me to ask, but... could you help me?” You begin helping her undress, staying in the front of her, as to not disturb her. “Could you... could you help get the back part off too? I know it is awkward, but... please?” You comply and move your way to the back. You slide her dress off, and notice her panties are soaked. Once you stand back up, you notice that Diana is backing up slowly into you, almost trapping you in between the wall and her body. You try to back up but there is no where to go. “I am sorry... I just... can't resist... can you... do something about this please?” She says, turning her head to see your face. She blushes deeply, and breaths heavily as you begin to remove her panties as well. You can feel the heat coming off of her vagina. You begin to stroke it gently, running your fingers along her lips. You see the muscles in her side shiver and ripple and feel her vagina squeeze. You move to the front and look Diana in the eyes, holding her face in your hands and kiss her passionately. You run your fingers through her hair and begin disrobing as you continue kissing. She does the same. She runs her hands down your chest and then rests them on your shoulders. You embrace her as you continue to kiss, her large breasts pressing against your chest. You begin to play with her breasts as well, running your fingers around her nipples and rubbing them gently. She turns her body around and raises her butt in the air and rests her front on the bed. “Please, take me. I want to feel you inside of me,” she says, in her small and cute voice again. Without delaying, you thrust inside of her all at once.
        With a small cut off scream, you see her hands grip the blanket of the bed tightly. Your dick feels as if it is getting sucked deeper and deeper into her even though you are not moving. Her walls begin to pulsate for a little while, until returning to normal. “Please...” she says, quietly, “move whenever you wish.” You begin to move slowly, thrusting deep inside of her and hitting all of her right spots. You grab her hair and pull her back to arch her back. She begins to let out gentle moans with each thrust you give her. You keep thrusting as you grab one of her breasts and begin to twist it, making her vagina tighten even more. After a few moments of this, you exit her and adjust so you can be closer to her, by laying her down on the bed. You begin to thrust inside of her, and reach down to kiss her once more, you begin to kiss as you continue to thrust deep inside of her. You feel her body begin to heat up more and more, until you feel her quiver in pleasure. “AHHHHH!!!” she yells, as she climaxes. “Please... keep going... I don't want this to end. I want to feel you inside me forever.” You flip her over on her back and begin drilling down into her vagina as deep as you can. Her hands dig into your back little by little with each thrust into her pussy. The only thing in your mind now is her, and as you thrust a few more times, you are ready to come. “Diana, I... I am cumming...”
        “Cum inside me! I want to feel your warm semen run through my body! Please! Fill me up!” she says, arousing you even more. You climax and begin pumping your semen into her, and continue to thrust over and over until it is all inside of her. You pull out and give your dick a small shake and begin cleaning up and donning your clothes again. Diana, still in her stupor of pleasure, rolls over and sits on the bed. “Thank you. You do not know how happy this makes me.” She says, her eyes closed and giving you a large smile. “I do Diana. Because I feel the same way,” You say as you start to don your pants. “What do you think you are doing there?” She says, pointing to your pants. “No need for those. Round two starts soon, and you are sleeping her tonight. I cannot let my eventual husband sleep away from me! Right?”