Yep! There's a fifth anchor point!

Seeing one of the centaurs step over you makes your heart skip a beat. His massive hooves carefully step around your body but your mind can't help but imagine the damage just one of those hooves could do if it stepped on you. Your heart beats heavily in your chest as you stare up at the centaur's massive, muscle-bound horse half.

"Just one more step," the older centaur reassures you once again as him and another centaur each grab one of the lengths of rope connected to your ankles. They begin pulling your legs, forcing them to open until they are spread as wide as is comfortable for you. "Go ahead," he then instructs the centaur standing over you. Though you cannot see most of him, you can hear the centaur taking small steps to reposition himself, getting himself ready for you to attach to him. He steps forward slightly to get the alignment right.

"Ready to go!" you exclaim with a nervous bravado, waiting to be lifted up and strapped to the massive creature standing over you.

"Not quite," you hear boom from directly above you. "I need to keep you securely in place with this."

Though he doesn't specify what "this" means, you immediately find out. The centaur kneels down to get his body closer to you, but when you expect to feel his rough fur brushing against you, you feel searing-hot flesh instead. You look down your body and see the centaur's huge cock laying against you. It is so long that the base brushes against your pubic hair while the flared tip parts the mountains that are your breasts. Your cleavage is soon drenched with the moisture oozing out of his massive horse cock. Your eyes go wide and you take a deep breath wondering how something so huge could go inside you. The breath fills your lungs with the steamy scent of his lust, making your pussy twitch in anticipation and begin to drip with need. Another breath overwhelms your sinuses, getting you a bit lightheaded.

By now all four of your limbs are held outstretched as the centaur above you takes several steps back, no doubt to line up his cock against your waiting hole. As he pulls his cock back, the tip leaves a trail of hot, sticky precum along your belly until the heavy tip drags along your small tuft of hair and against your clit. The sudden sensation sends a jolt of lightning up your spine. If you weren't held in place by the rope harness you would be shaking your legs and curling your back. With a groan the centaur attempts to push his cock inside, but instead he just roughly slides his cock head, slick with precum, back up your torso. He only stops when the tip is already again between your boobs. The speed of the thrust pushes another glob of precum out with enough **** that it sprays your upper chest. The hot fluid slowly flows down along your collarbone as he pulls back again, trying to get the alignment right this time.

The second attempt is aimed better. You pant and groan as you feel the massive flared tip press against your tight hole. The pressure slowly builds as the massive, muscular male forces his horse cock against you. Eventually he stretches your walls enough that your slick tunnel begins accepting his rod. Instead of pushing inside you in one swift thrust, however, his flared tip grinds against your walls, slowly stretching you inch after inch. You throw your head back and lustfully moan as you feel every part of your tunnel slowly accommodate the massive rod. Only when you feel the tip press firmly against your cervix does the motion stop. Your head is spinning and you take quick, shallow breaths as you try to adjust to the oversized insertion. Siora's cock was already fairly large, but this is a completely different level of fullness.

You are still in a daze as the other centaurs take each of your arms and legs and pull them upwards, forcing them to wrap around the massive barrel of horse torso you now find yourself skewered to. When they finish securing you, your arms and legs stretch up the centaur's belly, **** into that position by the ties around your wrists and ankles. The harness does its job, distributing your body weight even better now that you are also held up by his massive horse cock.

Once you are fully secured to the centaur, he gets back up to a full standing position. With every single movement his cock shifts inside you, the flared tip scraping at different parts of your insides as it flexes and moves.