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A large, black wolf sat bound to a chair in the bedroom of a cat he had met less than an hour earlier. Arms tied behind the back of the chair and legs bound to the chair legs, he could do little but watch as the cat rummaged through a drawer. Despite his nudity, the wolf showed no sign of embarrassment or humility. Not that he had much reason to do so. His form was well honed, trim, with hardly any excess about it. It was obviously carefully managed. Between his thighs sat the wolf's rather impressive sheath and balls. Even in his unaroused state the size was rather intimidating.

The cat removed something from the drawer and slid it shut. Approaching the wolf, he held up a large ball gag.

"This is your last chance." The cat said. "Beg now and you can save yourself hours of teasing."

"Bite me, pussy." The wolf growled, baring his teeth. The cat simply smiled. He was going to enjoy this.

The wolf had been laughably easy prey. Every bit as prideful and arrogant as his species would suggest, it had only taken a few drinks and insinuations about his sexual prowess to make him agree to the bet. The terms were simple: the cat had two hours to make the wolf beg to cum. If he succeeded the wolf was his to fuck. Fail, and the wolf fucked him. As far as the cat was concerned it was a win-win situation.

The cat pushed the large ball into the wolf's maw and slid the straps down his muzzle, preventing him from widening it any more than the ball already had it wedged. He gave the fastening straps a sharp tug, causing the wolf to yelp as his head was yanked backwards, forcing him to look at the cat standing above him.

"By the way, this isn't coming off for at least an hour. Just letting you know what you're in for."

With that said, he fastened the straps tightly behind the wolf's head before letting go and allowing the wolf to look ahead again. Satisfied his prey had been sufficiently restrained, the cat wasted no time in admiring his prize. Wrapping his arms around the wolf's torso, he allowed his paws to roam across the wolf's chest, exploring the body he now had completely at his mercy. The wolf tensed subtly, but pressed together like they were his discomfort was no secret to the cat. Looking to tease him further, the cat rested his chin on the wolf's right shoulder and began to nuzzle at his neck. The response was better than he expected, the wolf jumped, tugging at his bonds, and was a little too late to fully suppress the moan which escaped.

The cat chuckled, sending vibrations along the wolf's neck that made him shiver. "Sensitive here, are we pup?"

The wolf tried to growl at being spoken to like that, but as the cat returned his attention to the newly uncovered sweet spot it trailed off somewhat shakily. He bit into the ball gag in frustration. The cat just had to find that one spot, didn't he? Despite his annoyance, the wolf couldn't help but tilt his head so as to allow the cat more access to the area.

The cat's paws had slid slowly down to the wolf's crotch and he was pleased to find the wolf was already beginning to respond to the teasing. Several inches of his flesh was now free from the sheath and lay against his stomach, occasionally dripping a bead of pre onto his fur. The cat took it in one paw and began to slowly stroke, coaxing it fully hard. The wolf, perhaps subconsciously, began to lightly thrust along to the cat's stroking.

"You're really enjoying yourself. You sure you're a top?"

The wolf tried to yell something that was rendered indistinct through the gag, but it was a weak show of defiance given how he was still tilting his head to allow the cat more access to his neck and moaning openly. Realising this, the cat ceased nuzzling, focusing entirely on the wolf's hardening cock.

"Can't have you having too much fun," the cat said in response to the wolf's disappointed growl. "I'm the one using you." The wolf huffed, having no choice but to submit himself to his captor's whims. The cat smiled. This was going to be easier than he'd anticipated. He wondered if perhaps two hours had been overly cautious.

Now almost fully hard, the wolf was having trouble holding himself back. His thrusts into the cat's paw became increasingly more needy and his moans less hidden as he began to lose himself in the pleasure. Taking his cue, the cat started to tease along the whole length, trailing his paw from the tip to the knot at an agonising pace. The wolf, acting on instinct, tried to take hold of his cock to bring himself to orgasm, but the rope tightly bound around his arms halted his progress eliciting a growl.

"Huh, getting this worked up already?" The cat spoke softly as he continued his torturous massaging of the wolf's cock. "When's the last time you got off, pup?"

The wolf was barely listening, focusing instead on the growing pleasure as he approached climax. Under normal circumstances he could have held out longer, but the cat, though irritating, was skilled at what he was doing. Hips thrusting, the wolf began to growl lightly in anticipation of his impending release.

His growl was cut off as the paw stroking him was removed. Pulling at his bonds, he yelled in frustration as he tried futilely to find some way to bring himself to orgasm. He squirmed and thrust uselessly as the pleasurable feeling in his crotch gradually faded, leaving him with nothing but the dull aching need for release. As the cat walked into view, he tried to snarl, but around the ball gag it was far from being anywhere near as intimidating as he intended.

"Did you really think I'd let you off that easily?" The cat said as he knelt in front of the wolf. "You've got a whole hour and a half still to go."

He was lying. The cat wasn't even looking at the clock, but knowing how long he had left may have made the wolf more able to resist giving in. The cat had deliberately placed the wolf in a position where he would be unable to see the time, allowing him another subtle method of control.

Taking hold of the wolf's cock again, the cat leaned in and began to lick at the tip while lightly squeezing his knot, causing the wolf to squirm and dribble more fluid. With his free paw he reached down and stroked at his own growing erection. Seeing the wolf bound helplessly and knowing he was in complete control was getting him quite worked up. He took great pleasure in reducing such prideful men to whimpering pups using nothing but their own body's desires against them.

Knowing this would be the wolf's fate in just a few hours, the cat moaned as he dribbled a sizable amount of pre of his own. Scooping it onto his fingers, he stopped his lapping at the wolf and leaned back, giving the wolf a good view as he began to lick his fingers clean. He licked slowly and teasingly, putting on a good show, before taking one finger into his mouth and sucking on it. He moaned in a slightly exaggerated manner, making sure to look the wolf in the eye. He could see the wolf's impotent anger boiling inside him. Not only was the cat teasing him like a bitch, he was getting off on it.

When he finished licking, the cat smiled up at the wolf. "Don't worry, If you're a good pup you'll get to taste it too."

Anticipating an angered response, the cat cut him off by returning his tongue to the wolf's cock. For twenty minutes the cat busied himself servicing the wolf, finding all of the most sensitive spots that made the wolf whine and writhe in pleasure, taking him to the very edge of orgasm before pulling away and leaving him thrusting at air in a feeble attempt to cum.

The wolf may have thought he was still going strong, but the cat could see he was waning. Every time he was denied orgasm his thrusts became more frantic, his protests more pleading and it was only a matter of time before his desire to get off would outweigh his need to uphold his pride. After that it would just be a matter of how much further the cat felt like teasing him

Deciding the wolf had suffered enough for now, the cat removed the ball gag. The wolf spent a moment flexing his jaws, working out all the kinks from having been held in one position for so long, while the cat returned to groping his chest.

"Ready to beg, pup?" The cat crooned right into his ear. The wolf flushed at again being referred to in such a derogatory manner.

"Like hell I am."

"Suit yourself. I have plenty of time to make you change your mind."

Again he began to nibble at the wolf's sensitive neck. His moans sounded much more adorable without the gag and, judging by how he desperately tried to conceal them, likely much more embarrassing for the wolf. The cat spent an agonisingly long time teasing the wolf like this, his roaming paws finding other sensitive areas to grope and make the wolf moan. The wolf was still rock hard and leaking. Orgasm denial was a completely new experience for him, so the cat's unyielding teasing left him frantic to get off. It was infuriating! He was always given enough to keep him on edge but any attempt to go over was harshly denied.

Finally after what felt like hours to the poor wolf, the cat ceased caressing him. Moving to sit in the wolf's lap, the cat leaned back against his large chest, making a deliberate effort to rub against him as sensuously as possible. Taking both their members in one paw, the cat started to slowly stroke them together.

The cat thrust his hips so as to draw own shaft across the wolf's, granting him a small amount of pleasure. The wolf attempted to thrust in kind, but the cat gripped both of their cocks firmly together, preventing him from moving it in any significant way.

"Oh, come on!" The wolf growled, making another feeble attempt to wriggle in his bonds. The cat waited for him to exhaust his efforts before continuing.

"You already know what to do if you want to cum."

The idea of giving in crossed the wolf's mind briefly, but he pushed it away. There was absolutely no way he was going to beg to anyone, least of all to this arrogant little bastard.

His thought process was interrupted when the cat, using his free paw, gave the wolf's knot a squeeze. He moaned in an embarrassingly loud manner as a spurt of pre shot from his cocktip, joining the rest already drying on the fur of his stomach. The wolf closed his eyes, trying to ignore the mounting pleasure he knew would just lead to more disappointment.

The cat didn't relent, giving another squeeze and drawing another moan from the wolf as he continued to rub their members together. The wolf was nearing climax, steeling himself to be refused again but trying his hardest not to let his arousal show. A small part of him still hoped that this time, maybe this time, the cat would slip up and he'd finally be allowed release while getting to screw the cat out of his prize.

Teeth clenched to suppress his moans, the wolf fought to control his breathing as he inched closer and closer to orgasm. The cat seemed none the wiser, apparently lost in his own building pleasure. Hope swelled in the wolf's chest. He was so close!

The cat stopped rubbing. A loud yell escaped the wolf, rendered senseless in frustration, and he bucked and thrashed so violently that the cat was almost thrown from his lap. Stepping off of the wolf, the cat stood aside, content to watch him try so furiously to escape his predicament.

A few minutes later the wolf had exhausted himself and slumped back into the chair, panting and with frustrated tears threatening to spill from his eyes. Aware now of the cat watching him, he dropped his head to his chest to keep his face from view.

The cat stepped forward and gripped the fur on the wolf's head, pulling it back up. He moved in to speak slowly into the wolf's ear.

"You know how to end this."

That said, he let the wolf's head drop back to his chest and stepped back, waiting.

For a few minutes there was no sound but the wolf's tired panting, but then he spoke, his voice weak.

"Please let me cum..."

The cat cupped his ear, leaning forward. "What was that?"

"Please let me cum!" The wolf repeated, looking at the cat now. "I really want to cum. I-I'll do anything."

The cat broke into a wide grin and placed a paw on the wolf's head, petting him condescendingly. "That wasn't so hard, was it?"

The wolf only huffed in response as the cat set about untying his legs from the chair, then stood and guided him up. The wolf turned away from the cat, expecting his arms to be untied, but instead the cat pushed toward the bed, leaving him sprawled awkwardly against the edge of the mattress.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm taking my prize."

"What about me?"

"What about you?"

Taking a bottle from his bedside table, the cat emptied a generous amount of lube into his paw and began to rub it over his cock, still hard from all that had been going on. He approached the wolf and, pushing down on his back to hold him still, began to apply the lube to his hole.

The wolf flinched at the contact, but in his current position was too weak to do much about it.

"We had a bet!"

"The bet was you beg to come and I fuck you. I'm doing that now."

The wolf growled and doubled his efforts to escape, causing the cat to chuckle.

"Oh, relax, I'm not that vindictive. I'll let you cum if you're a good pup."

He didn't wait for a response as he lined up his cock with the wolf's hole and pushed forward without hesitation. The wolf gasped as he was entered, but the combination of the lube and the cat's relatively small size meant there was very little resistance. In a short time the cat had buried his full length and was pulling back for his next thrust.

Being fucked wasn't a new experience for the wolf, but he was more used to being on the other end. The few times he had tried it his partners had been much more forgiving than the cat, who was now rapidly humping at the wolf with little regard for anything other than getting off. Speaking of which, the wolf's own arousal was still painfully apparent, his large canine cock pressed rather uncomfortably between his stomach and the edge of the bed. Seeing his chance, the wolf tried to subtly rub against the bed and bring himself to climax.

The cat noticed what he was doing and grabbed the wolf by his shoulders, pulling him back and away from the bed. Holding the wolf against him, he continued thrusting and reached down to the wolf's cock, using a finger to rub teasingly at the tip, which after all of the cat's teasing was incredibly sensitive.

"Now, now." He tutted, slamming himself into the wolf again. "That's not how a good pup asks to cum. You did it so well last time."

The wolf grit his teeth. The damn cat was going to make him do it again? A small remnant of his pride demanded he refuse, but it was largely drowned out by the torturous feeling of the cat's finger circling his cock tip. He wanted to cum. He needed to cum.

He was saying the words before he had time to sort them in his mind.

"Just please let me cum. Please. I'll do anything!"

The cat started to stroke the wolf's full length. "Keep going."

The wolf grasped for more to say. "I want you to make me cum. Please. More than anything."

Hearing the wolf's pleading tone, the cat felt his own climax building. He wouldn't last much longer, but then neither would the wolf. Towards the end of the teasing session he became incredibly easy to bring to the edge, now that he was subject to a vigorous stroking, the cat wondered if he'd even last more than a minute.

As though in response to his musing the wolf began to growl lightly, succumbing to the pleasure the cat was giving him. The pleasure now clouding his mind beyond all reasonable thought, he leaned back against the cat, moaning and growling in response to the cat's cock being forced into him. With a final, drawn out growl the wolf finally came, shooting streams of jizz across his chest. Some leaked out onto the cat's paw and he raised it to the wolf's face, placing his fingers in the wolf's maw. Still riding the high of his orgasm, the wolf began to suck at them without question.

That was the last straw for the cat. Having the previously proud wolf so greedily sucking his own cum from his fingers pushed him over the edge and with a last few forceful thrust and a somewhat less impressive growl, he pumped his load inside the wolf.

Spent, the cat no longer had the energy to support the wolf and the both fell forward to lean against the bed. The cat recovered first and, pulling his cock from the wolf's hole, wiped it clean with the wolf's tail before climbing over him to lie on the bed. This seemed to shake the wolf from his orgasm induced euphoria and an understanding of what just occurred came flooding in. He'd let the damn cat make him his bitch!

As he set about hurriedly gathering his clothes, the wolf tried his best not to pay attention to the cat grinning at him from the bed or the taste of his own cum still fresh in his mouth.

"You could stay."

"No." The wolf said, stuffing a sock he'd used to clean off his chest in his pocket. He reeked of his own and the cat's juices. He just wanted to leave as soon as possible and forget the sense of shame he felt gnawing at him.

The cat kept watching, yawning lazily, and changed tactics. "I'll be at the bar again next week, if puppy wants to try to get revenge."

The wolf paused, considering it for a moment before shaking his head and continuing to dress. Once fully clothed he walked to the door. He paused once more before leaving.

"Next time I choose the bet. And we go to my place."

Hearing the front door close, the cat stretched out on the bed and closed his eyes.

"I look forward to it."