Equine gear and a collar

As you look through her bags, you find some basic items, like food and supplies, but also notice, in one of the bags, some interesting equipment.

"Well, well. Look what I found."

As you pull it out, you see Lilryvel's face get red with embarrassment. The item you just pulled out is a horse bridle with reins attached to it.

"You wouldn't happen to know what this is, would you?"

Lilyrvel nods.

"That is a bridle for a horse."

"That's right. Now, it's a bit surprising that you have this in your bags. While you are a slaver, you only have one, and it looks like it's sized for a centaur like you. Naughty girl. You need to be punished."

You grab a riding crop from the bag and stood in front of her.

"Strip slut."

Lilryvel blushes again at your degrading and then takes makeshift harness off, leaving her G-cup breasts exposed. Already you can see that her nipples are beginning to harden.

"Now tell me how full cycles you've had."

"Only eighteen, master."

"Good to know. Here's what's going to do. I want you to place both of your hands onto your head and keep them their until I give you permission to lower them. Then, I'm going to strike one of your breasts for each full cycle and after each one, I going to count the number and you are going say 'Thank you, master for punishing this slutty mare.' Understand?"

Lilryvel nodded and, after she had her hands on her head, you rose the crop and struck her left breast. She yelped in pain, but didn't move an inch.

"One."

"Thank you, master, for punishing this slutty mare."

"*smack* Two."

"Thank you, master, for punishing this slutty mare."

*smack* Three."

"Thank you, master, for punishing this slutty mare."

*smack* Four."

"Thank you, master, for punishing this slutty mare."

When you strike her for the fifth time, now her right breast this time, you see that her face has reddened with arousal and that she is already breathing heavily.

As you continue punishing her, her moans of pain turn into moans of pleasure and you smell her pussy leaking more and more.

By the time you get to eighteen, Lilryvel is moaning non-stop and thrusting her well marked breast for you to punish.

"Alright, slut. After I strike for the last time, and you thank me for it, I want you to grab your nipples and **** them as you cum. Got it."

Lilryvel weakly nods and with that, you strike her the final time.

"Eighteen."

"Thank you, master, for punishing this slutty mare."

Lilryvel then brought her hands down and began to pinch and twist her nipples with her breath getting quicker and quicker. Suddenly, she threw her head back and screamed in ecstasy as her coursed through her body.

When she came down from her high, she collapsed completely on the ground and lay there catching her breath.

After smiling at the scene before you, you went back over to her saddle bags looking for something. When you found it, you pulled it out and showed it to Lilryvel: a **** collar.

It was really simple in design with it just being an iron collar with some rings on all four sides and some simple enchantments to size it to the wearer's neck and unable to be taken off by anyone other than the one who put it on in the first place.

"Your neck."

Lilryvel smiled and bore her neck to you, holding her hair up to keep it out of the way. You then clasped it onto her neck and watched as it seemed to seal itself around her neck.

"Beautiful. Now, to finish the ensemble."

You picked up the bridle and started to buckle it into place on her head, with her submissively going along with it. Once you were done, you stood back and saw how she looked now.

In place of the once proud centaur warrior, Lilyrvel, was the slutty, submissive centaur **** mare, Lilryvel, completely naked save for the **** collar around her neck, the bridle on her head, and bit in her mouth, and with breasts with bruises from being whipped.

"Now there's my slutty mare."