Tuesday, January 22, 2019

Training with Wolfie - Chapter 14 Part 1 of 2


Training with Wolfie
By Karen Singer


Chapter 14 Part 1 of 2

     “So…” Connie said as she and Rosa sat drinking iced tea on Rosa’s back porch swing, “are you taking him back to the club again to show him off?”
      “I hadn’t thought about it,” Rosa replied as she sat watching Wolfie and Bobo playing out in a cool patch of shade under one of the trees.
      “You took him there once, kind of to show him off as he was back then.  But I think he deserves to be shown off the way he is now.”
     Rosa smiled.  “You mean, the way she is now…although to be honest, in my own head I’m having trouble remembering that.”
      “You should put his hair up in those pigtails again,” Connie suggested.  “That would certainly help.  And they looked so cute on him…her!”
      “Yes, they did,” Rosa agreed with a chuckle.  “I guess I’ve just been lazy about doing it again.”
     Out in the backyard, Wolf’s attention was suddenly grabbed by something.  He stopped jumping all over Bobo and stared at the gate for a moment, then he took off running and barking ferociously toward the fence.
      “And I’ve got to figure out what to do about that one!” Rosa said with more than a touch of irritation in her voice as she got up from her seat.  “Sounds like one of my contractors is here.  I was expecting him.”
     By the time Rosa finished with her contractor and got back outside, she heard Wolfie still barking as the contractor left the driveway.  Only when his truck had gone did Wolf stop barking and go back to play with Bobo.  Rosa shook her head as she watched him trotting back across the yard.  “What am I going to do with that one?  I love him to death, but he can be such a nuisance.”
      “I thought you were going to buy a book about dog training,” Connie reminded her.
      “I thought I was too,” Rosa replied.  “I just never did.”  She shook her head as she watched Wolf suddenly try to mount Bobo from behind again, something she hadn’t seen him do in the last few days.  “No.  I think I need to talk to someone with more experience.”
      “How about at the club?” Connie suggested.
     Rosa smiled.  “You’re just trying to get me to go back again.”
      “We’ll, you’re right about that, but I also meant that I’m sure a lot of people there have dogs.  Maybe someone can give you some ideas.”
     Rosa looked at her with a skeptical look on her face.  Connie was certain she was going to refuse when Rosa said, “You’re right.  And Connie dear, I did have every intention of showing Bobo off again.  Sooner rather than later.  And the club is an excellent way for me to get him out in public as much as I dare.  And who knows, if I ask around, maybe someone will know something that can help me train Wolfie back there too.”
     Connie smiled.  “Tomorrow night is Friday.  A lot of people show up on Friday nights.”
      “On one condition,” Rosa replied.
      “What’s that?”
      “Don’t lace my corset so tight!”

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     Bobo didn’t suspect anything, although he did worry a little when Rosa gave baths with the hose out in the backyard to both him and Wolfie.  And for once, Rosa even took a brush to Wolf’s thick fur.  But when she finished washing Bobo off, instead of the brush, Rosa took a comb to his hair and pulled it into those two sideways ponytails instead.  But otherwise, he had no clue and didn’t suspect anything at all…until after dinner. 
     Only once since that first night had Rosa given him dogfood for dinner, and that was last night.  Tonight, like most of the time, he was happy to get whatever Rosa was eating.  And like she often did after dinner, she sent him and Wolfie out into the backyard.  The weather was growing warmer and the temperatures during the day were often becoming hot, but in the evenings, even as naked as he was, the temperatures were actually really nice.  He could tell that Wolfie was feeling the heat during the day though, a lot more than he did.
     He and Wolfie had played a bit after dinner, but mostly they had just laid down on the back porch as they did so often.  Bobo was certainly getting used to sleeping a lot.  He was half asleep again when the porch door opened.  He lifted his head to see Rosa coming out…in her spy torturing outfit!  Uh-oh.
      “Bobo.  Come here,” Rosa commanded. 
     Bobo laid there, afraid to move.”
      “Bobo!” Rosa commanded more firmly.  When he didn’t move, she headed right for him. 
     Bobo slowly stood up as she came towards him.  He was more frightened when she grabbed his collar and pulled him into the house, where she immediately clipped the leash to his collar.  That started him panicking.  She led him into the living room where he now saw Connie, in one of her spy torturing outfits too.  But he didn’t go into a full panic until Rosa forced him out through the front door.  In his mind he was screaming, “No, no, no, no, no!”  But of course, he made no sound about it at all.  And in no time at, he was huddled on the floor of the back seat of Rosa’s car. 
     With the way Rosa and Connie were dressed, he could only think that they were going to that place again.  That place where they had whipped and tortured other people.  But thoughts of that place brought back memories of something else that had happened in that place, that strange wonderful woman who had taken his cock in his mouth.  The memories of that made him ache for release so bad!  And that aching for release had been growing steadily worse ever since she had stuck him in this dog suit.  A female dog?  He was guessing he was about as close as they were able to get.  And it left him unable to get any kind of sexual stimulation at all.  But it didn’t stop him from needing that stimulation more than ever.

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      “Oh geez!” Rosa exclaimed softly.  “Do you see a parking place anywhere?”
      “Not yet,” Connie replied.  Her head, like Rosa’s, was turning this way and that trying to find an empty parking place.  Then she thought she spotted one.  “Is that one over there?” she suggested. 
     Rosa drove the car in the direction Connie had indicated and saw the spot Connie had been looking at.  “I don’t know if I can squeeze the car in,” she said. 
      “I didn’t see any other places to park.”
     Rosa looked at the parking space.  It wouldn’t have been so bad if whoever had parked in the space next to it hadn’t taken up part of that space too.  “Connie,” she said, “take Bobo out of the car and I’ll try to squeeze it in.  If we try to get him out after I park there, we’ll never have enough room to open the door wide enough.”
      “Sure,” Connie said brightly.  She got out of the car, went around and opened the back door where Bobo was and grabbed his leash.  She saw the way Bobo was huddled on the floor inside.  Well, he wouldn’t be huddling there much longer.  “Bobo.  Out!” she commanded as she pulled back on his leash.  When he didn’t move, she slapped his rear end with her hand.  “Out!” she commanded again.  This time, Bobo started slowly backing out.  It took a moment, but he was finally out of the car.  She closed the door and led Bobo out of the way while Rosa parked the car.  She was treated to the sight of Rosa trying to get out of the car when she couldn’t open her door fully.  But after a few moments, she was free.  Connie handed her Bobo’s leash. 
      “This way Bobo,” Rosa said as she headed for the grassy strip out by the road instead of towards the club.  Next to her, she heard Connie chuckle.

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     Bobo knew already what she was going to “force” him to do.  This time, he decided to get it over with as quickly as possible.  Maybe she would even let him do it behind that bench where he couldn’t be seen as much.  As always, with every step he took, he could feel his tail moving around behind him.  The darn thing felt like it was alive back there!
     As they approached the strip of grass, Bobo headed straight for the bench.  He was surprised when Rosa let him.  Once fully behind it, he squatted down like he always did now and peed.  He was grateful that Rosa didn’t yell at him for not lifting his leg at all, but she had said it wasn’t necessary for him to do that anymore – since he was now supposed to be a female dog – which was laughable!  Ha!
     Once done, he let Rosa lead him back toward the sidewalk and toward the club.  He put up no resistance.  Not only wouldn’t it do any good, but the sooner he got inside, the sooner the passing traffic wouldn’t be able to see him. 


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     Like last time, Rosa signed herself and Bobo in at the front door as Connie’s guest, and they went inside.  They both immediately headed for the bar.  Like the parking lot, the place appeared to be packed.  “Goodness!” Rosa exclaimed as she led Bobo through the room.  “I’m not sure well be able to get a table.  She and Connie ordered drinks for themselves, and Rosa ordered a bowl of water for Bobo.  With Connie carrying the extra bowl of water, she and Rosa started wandering around looking for an empty table. 
      “Oh!” Rosa suddenly exclaimed.  “There’s George!”  She led the way over to where one of her old friends was sitting with several people she didn’t know, but there were still two empty seats at the table.  George’s female “companion” was standing totally naked behind him.  It was the companion that spotted them first.  “George,” Rosa said a she and Connie got to the table.  “How are you?”
      “Rosa!” George exclaimed happily.  “And Connie.  It’s so good to see you again.  Sit.  Both of you.  Please sit down.”

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Friday, January 18, 2019

Training with Wolfie - Chapter 13 – Part 4 of 4


Training with Wolfie
By Karen Singer

Chapter 13 – Part 4 of 4

“So you’re going to keep calling him Bobo?” Connie asked over dinner that night.
“He’s a dog!  I mean, she’s a dog.  I guess I’m going to need to get used to thinking about her that way too.  But as a dog, I see no need to change her name.  I’m quite satisfied with it the way it is.”
Connie looked down at the floor where Bobo was eating one of those big dog treats.  “I do love what you’ve done with his hair.  It almost looks like ears hanging down.”
Rosa smiled.  “Yes, I thought that was quite appropriate.  And I’m so happy with the affect.  I’m really quite ecstatic about all of it.  You saw the way he can wag his tail.”  She shook her head.  “I’m afraid that tail has got to be my favorite part of him.”
“Yes!  Without a doubt.  I hate that his feet inside all that leather have to stick out so much from his back, but still, it’s really not too bad at all.”
“It not only lets him wag the tail, but according to Tolliver, it puts it in about the right place for where the tail should be, and it keeps it entirely out of the way for when he had to relieve himself outside.”
“That should be helpful!”
“Yes!  I can’t imagine having to clean his tail every time he poops!  Ugh!”
Connie laughed. 
When dinner was over, Rosa opened a can of dog food and dumped it into Wolf’s bowl.  She broke it up a bit with a fork and set it on the floor for him.  As always, Wolf attacked it voraciously.  Right in front of Connie, she opened a second can of dog food and dumped it into Bobo’s bowl.  She broke it up into chunks the same way she had for Wolf and set it down on the floor. 
Bobo nearly died when he saw what was in his bowl.  It wasn’t the first time he had been forced to eat dog food.  She had done it a couple of times before.  So was this all she would be feeding him from now on?  He hoped not, but from everything she had said earlier, it certainly looked like it.
He looked up at Rosa and Connie.  They were both looking down at him.  Resigned, and having no choice, he lowered his head into the bowl and took a small bite.  Dog food!  Yuck!  It tasted…horrible.  She was treating him even more like a dog now.  But didn’t she say she was going to be trying even more to think of him as nothing more than a dog.  As nothing more than an animal.  Obviously, that was truer than he thought.  Dog food.  For a dog.  Him.
“So are you going to feed him dog food from now on?” Connie whispered as she and Rosa went into the living room.
“Not really.  But probably more often than I should.  I just want to drive the point home with him for while that he’s nothing more than an animal…and that I’m trying my best to think of him that way too.”
Connie shook her head.  “Poor guy.”
Rosa shook her head.  “Poor girl.  You saw what Tolliver did to him.  It’s all tucked away, and trust me, there’s not a chance in hell of that thing under there growing at all.  He’s going to be stuck looking just like a female dog down there from now on, and for all intents and purposes, he doesn’t have any of that other equipment anymore.  At least, not as far as I’m concerned.”

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That night, just as he had done many times now, Bobo laid down next to Rosa’s dresser to sleep.  The light went off and he had no choice but to lay there.  But laying there, did nothing but give him more opportunity to think about his day.  He was bound up in all new…things…that limited what he could do even more.  Things that made him look even more like a dog than he did before.  Things that prevented him from even trying to behave like a human. 
Restless and feeling sorry for himself, he got to his feet – his four feet, and headed out to the living room.  He went directly to his favorite place between the two chairs and laid down.  She had turned him into a dog, and she was going to keep him like that for a very long time.  And even then, his only way to become human again, was to completely forget that he really was human.  How?  Not to mention, he didn’t want to do that, and he really had no intention of forgetting what he really was…or who he really was. 
And of course, at that point, he just had to remember that very often lately, even before today, he had been thinking way too much like a dog already.  A real dog.  He didn’t know what day it was.  He didn’t know anything beyond his life as a dog.  Nothing.  She had already stripped all that away from him.  But there was no way he could ever forget that he was human.  He suspected that she didn’t want him to forget that either.  She just wanted to…punish him.  Punish him for being…a wimp.  Which, he now realized that he was.
He was a wimp because he had let her turn him into a dog.  A complete dog.  He wasn’t human anymore because he didn’t have it in him to stand up to her and argue about it.  Because of that, she had reduced him to being nothing more than an animal.  A dog.  And she intended on making him live that way for a very long time. 
In the dark of the night, laying between the two chairs, he cried.

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Rosa was restless.  The events of the day had been fun and glorious.  She had achieved with Bobo something that she had never intended from the start…or had she?  She supposed that she really had, if only unconsciously.  But never the less, she had now taken a man, and reduced him to being nothing more than a dog.  And she fully intended on treating him fully, like nothing more than a dog.  She needed to find more ways to do that though.  More ways to keep this situation fresh and fun.  Not that it wasn’t fun.  She was loving the heck out of it. 
Not being able to sleep.  She rolled over and turned on her bedside lamp. Wolf looked up from the floor.  She rolled over to see Bobo, but he wasn’t in his usual place next to her dresser.  Quietly, she slipped out of bed and headed out to the living room.  Before she got there, she could hear something strange.  Soft crying.  She turned around and went back to bed.  Let him cry.  He had plenty to cry about.  She knew from long experience that he was going to have to live with the sorrow of what he had lost, before he could fully accept it.  He was going to have to go through a lot of mental changes before he could fully accept that he was now a dog, and nothing but a dog. 
Let him cry.  It was the next step in Bobo’s evolution.  His evolution from being a man, into to being an animal.  A dog.