Repaying The Centaur Clan

By Magnus Jules

DESCRIPTION:
Orphaned nineteen year old Julie has had to provide for her two younger sisters ever since the three were left all alone with no family to protect them. But when young Julie decides to go out hunting to feed what’s left of her family, she ends up catching the wrong prey and she becomes the prey herself. And has to become the provider for someone else as payback!

EXCERPT:
He must be their leader, Julie thought as she looked over the centaur’s shining buckskin-colored coat and his thick, gleaming blond hair and tail. The hard outlines of muscle stood out clearly under his skin, and his pale, dove-grey hooves had been polished until they shone like marble. His narrow, dark green eyes were commanding and sharp and she felt suddenly like a small child again, being reprimanded for some stupid mistake or other. Except this time, I’ve killed someone.

“This human female was found with Jeremy’s body, with two of her arrows buried in his flesh. She is a trespasser and a murderer, and she has stolen one of our own from us.” Several of the centaurs stamped their hooves at this, lobbing curses at her and spitting in her direction. The chieftain paused to let them voice their anger, casting his oppressive green glare at her as she lay trembling before him. She wanted desperately to look away and cower, or run into the woods and escape their fury, but she knew that would only provoke more of their anger. So she stayed as still as she could, despite her terror, and kept her head up.

“She cannot repay me from the grave, Your Highness.” the female centaur said, jabbing her finger savagely at Julie. “My son, my only son, he cannot be replaced, but--” She paused to let out a sob, turning her face away from the circle of equines for a moment. “She is female, nonetheless, your highness.” she finished, turning to look at the chieftain.

The chieftain’s eyes flashed wickedly as he spoke in reply, his deep, rumbling voice ringing out over the crowd.“As payment for her crimes, this female here will not die. But nonetheless, she must replace what she stole from us.” Several centaur laughed or jeered as he said this, and Julie’s heart fluttered in her chest at his ominous words.

“Tie her up.” he commanded, stepping back as two centaurs came forth and hauled Julie off the ground from where she knelt before she could react. What is tying me here supposed to do? she thought wildly. She tried to turn her head to see where Laurel stood among the crowd around her, but found the female nowhere to be seen in the group that advanced or her, or any females for that matter. All of the centaur around her were completely male, from their hooves up. The realisation put a knot in her stomach, fear rising all over again. No!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lot's Cave, Inc.
• Release date: Jul 21, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005750305

Magnus Jules

My stories feature female characters who find themselves caught in a web of depravity and perversion they never dreamed existed. Forced to suffer one humiliation after another, they become little more than obedient animals, catering to male whims.

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CONTENTS

Repaying The Centaur Clan

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Author’s Note

Family Exotica

Incest Erotica

Other Novels

by Magnus Jules

The woods were quiet as Julie crept through them. The sun slanted down through the thick layer of leaves in the treetops, casting shifting patterns of light down on the forest floor. The soft chatter between songbirds was the only sound heard for miles, unbroken except by the soft rhythm of the young woman’s footsteps. She carried nothing but a bow, a quiver full of arrows, and the clothes on her back, simple garments that she’d woven herself out of wool back on the farm. They weren’t very sturdy, or clean, but they were all she had since her father and brothers had been sent away to fight for their kingdom in a far-off war, leaving she and her two younger sisters alone to fend for themselves.

As the oldest sister, it was her responsibility to care for her younger siblings and provide the household with food, clothes, and the means to live, but with her mother dead and being only nineteen herself, it was hard on Julie. The best she could do was teach her sisters all she knew of running a household and come out here to the woods to try and hunt some meat for them to fill their bellies. Their father and brothers normally handled the planting and harvesting, and without their help, much of the crops had failed, leaving the girls desperate for any food they could get. And it was up to Julie to provide it.

Julie paused to swat at the flies that swirled around her head, trying to get a clear view of the woods. There were deer here, she knew. And rabbits, foxes, and other small animals. She had caught a few before, and they had eaten well for the first time in days when she had. But there were other animals too, ones that could harm her if she wasn’t careful, so she had be slow and cautious and take her time on these hunts. Sometimes she had to leave her sisters behind for several days before she was able to catch anything, and though it pained her to leave them without protection, she had to do it to keep them fed and clothed.

She continued on, adjusting the strap on her quiver to nestle it more securely between the cleft of