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Chapter 5 by Cyberweasel89 Cyberweasel89

What are your terms?

You lay out your terms.

You raise your hand, a finger extended. "First off, love, I'm in charge. I'm not gonna order ya around, but if ya want me to cooperate? Keep me happy. I ain't picky. Hell, I'm a cheap date. Can't stand all that fancy, prissy shit. But if ya wanna spoil me, well... Let's just say I'll be more inclined to cooperate."

She grits her teeth for only a brief moment. "That is... fair. What else? Do you expect me to clothe you?"

"Ha! Maybe sometimes. But that brings me to my second ultimatum. When we're alone... You're naked."

The centauress gasps and hugs her massive, soft, blouse-clad bust, her face bright red. "D-Do you intend to... **** me into bed with you?"

"Aw, c'mon, sugar tits! Where's the fun in that? Nah, just naked, and only when we're alone."

She narrows her eyes, but there's confusion in them. "Where's the... fun? What do you mean?"

"It ain't any fun if you're only doin' it cause ya think ya hafta! No, no, ponygirl... Just naked. Ya don't gotta fuck me. Hell, you don't even gotta relieve me! No, no. Just naked. In fact, that's my third. I won't fuck you."

She looks bewildered. "What? Your requirement to cooperate with me is that... we do not have sex?"

You grin. "That's right, love!"

"I... I do not understand."

"Really? Then I'll spell it out for ya, horsetits. I want ya to want me. I want ya to crave me. I want ya to masturbate in bed to the idea a me. And all that time... I want ya to know that ya can't have me. Until finally, that desire gets the better of ya. Ya start beggin' me, pleadin' with your **** to let you fuck him. And it's at that moment, when ya realize I hold the key to your desire entirely in my hand..." You grin sadistically. "That you'll realize who's the real **** in this relationship."

The Noblewoman shudders in sheer disgust. "You are a cad..."

"But?"

"But..." She looks away, biting her plump lower lip. "But I accept this third condition. Was there anything else?"

"Yeah. Two last things."

She sits there, waiting for you to share them. "...yes? What are they?"

What's your fourth and fifth terms?

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