Canine VS Equine, the pet or the mount [COMPLETE]

« This match is really too easy. »
Tawncal strips off Felix's thong, then, still hanging him upside down by his ankles with his left arm, he caresses the wolf's balls with the tip of his right hand fingers. He then takes a full hand of the balls, and fondles them to arouse the canine.

"Ooo.. Hmmmrr.." Felix moans quietly as his now uncovered balls were at Tawncal's mercy. "Grah.. Uhhh.. L-Let go.." He managed to whisper, unable to cover up his increasing arousal, it only being a matter of time until the centaur had full control over his previously covered manhood.

"Nyyuh..!" Felix growled, attempting to weakly wiggle his way free whilst swinging at his opponent with both hands, unable to even reach him properly.

« What did you ask ? Letting go ? I have an advice : you, should let it go. Relax, enjoy, and let it go. Your defeat shall be shorter. »
Tawncal feels the wolf weakly wiggling, and smirks, managing to keep hold on his ankles. As the tip of the cock pops out, Tawncal gives it a few strokes with the tip of one finger, but then teases the balls more, waiting to have enough length of the wolf cock to jerk it off. As Felix swings his arms, he can grab the front legs of the Centaur.
« Stop moving or I deal you a hoof blow in the face. »

"Hmm!! Grrah!! Im not going to be defeated!! Never!! Hahhh!!" Felix protested with a sudden burst of energy, the dreariness apparently leaving him as his wiggling dramatically increased in both ferocity and consistency. It was incredibly difficult for him to fight through the pleasure he was receiving, but if he didn't act now then this match would be over before it even started.

Ignoring Tawncal's threat Felix grabbed a hold of one of his legs, trying to pull himself close to it. If he managed to do this properly the wolf would bite the horse leg with his deceptively sharp set of teeth, hoping that the sudden burst of sharp pain would be enough to make his opponent let go.

Tawncal is surprised by the sudden burst of energy Felix gathers and uses to wiggle with ferocity. It's getting hard for him to keep hold on the wolf's ankles. Besides he feels his opponent grabbing his leg, and looking down at him, sees the wolf opening his maw. The Centaur sees clearly what Felix is going to do, and with a short reflex, the Centaur raises his leg and the wolf only bites the hoof, which is not painful.

But this energy doesn't allow Tawncal to keep hold. To his dismay, the Centaur's arm loosens and finally the wolf manages to break free, falling on the ground at the Centaur's feet. Tawncal pushes back Felix's face with his hoof.

"OW!!" Felix yelped as if someone accidentally stood on a puppy's tail, he had just bitten into a rock hard hoof and was instantly regretting the decision. Of course he wasn't originally going for the hoof but he hadn't expected the centaur to move his leg, even if now the agony in his jaw was making him wish that he had.

Tawncal was deceptively fast and Felix had realised it way too late, as although he at last found himself free he was to distracted with the still throbbing pain in his mouth to do much of anything except groan uncomfortably to himself. The pain would eventually pass but as Tawncal moved him the white wolf was defenceless yet again, his eyes tightly shut as he lay curled up clutching his maw.

Seeing Felix's face, Tawncal laughs.
« Well, don't like the taste of my hoof ? »
Until now, the match turned to be on the Centaur's advantage. That's why, despite having dropped the wolf, Tawncal is still feeling very confident. He doesn't see how can the wolf turn the tables.

Seeing the wolf distracted by the taste of the hoof in his maw, Tawncal moves around him and positions himself in Felix's back. He hopes that the wolf will stay distracted long enough to allow him that. If he can, Tawncal belts Felix with both arms, and goes back teasing the canine cock, from behind, with both hands.

"Ughhh.. No.. I don't.. Plus you smell like a horses ass.." Felix growled with a mixture of both frustration and pain. Being a wolf he had an advanced sense of taste, but even worse than that he had a far superior sense of smell, making only being near the centaur somewhat of a challenge for him.

"Huh! Nonononono!! Don't!!" Felix protests as he tried to crawl away, not being nearly fast enough and getting caught in Tawncal's vice-like grip. "Hmmmuh!! Nuuuuh..!" He began moaning once again, one of his legs twitching a few times as his body enjoyed the pleasure, but his head was screaming for him to escape.

Tawncal frows at what Felix says. He knows that wolves have a very great sense of smell. He also knows that as a Centaur, having a horse body, he smells like a horse. But a « horse ass » ?! That is insulting. The Centaur just smells like a horse, but he doesn't stinks. Dogs stink. Humans stink. Horses don't. Centaurs don't.

Tawncal does his best to keep hold on Felix, from behind, with his arms belting the wolf's waist. He shakes his tail nervously, because of the insult.
« What do you say ? I smell like what ?! »

"Ooomm.. Uhhhrr... Ahh.." Felix continues to moan out, only growing in volume as time goes on. As he was stuck in such a both pleasurable and tight hold the wolf probably wouldn't be moving anywhere anytime soon unless his centaur opponent wanted him to. Taking this into account it was probably very unwise to mock his aggressor, but backing down from a challenge wasn't something Felix was ever willing to do.

"Nuuugghhh..! I-I said..! Y-You smell.. Mmm.. L-Like a horses ass!!" Felix squeaked in an attempt to seem defiant, extending his arms forwards and clawing at the ground in a hopeless attempt to crawl away.