"Well, I had to take care of your punishment myself," said the female centaur, smiling. She held you even closer and pressed you against her breasts, caressing your back and shoulders now as well as your hair.

You moved a little, and grew a bit nervous, but tried to keep cool. She didn't look harmful, but you could never tell in a place like this.

"And just what kind of punishment did you have in mind?" you asked, in an amiable voice.

With that, the centaur giggled slightly, and turned you around and actually kissed you on the lips briefly. My, she smelled good for a horse!

"Oh, I think you'll find out soon enough. Are you feeling better? That's good" she crooned softly. "My name's Phillippa, by the way," she said as she pulled you close to her breasts again, which softly rubbed your chest, and she leaned back and slowly knelt to the ground, still holding you close.