Tuesday, December 18, 2018

Training with Wolfie - Chapter 9 – Part 2 of 2


Training With Wolfie
By Karen Singer

Chapter 9 – Part 2 of 2

     Rosa peered out her kitchen window to see what the dogs were doing out back.  She saw Wolf once again trying to mount Bobo from the backside.  Darn dog.  Darn dogs!  Not just Wolfie.  She really should have had Wolf fixed when he was a puppy.  Now…well, she would see what the future would bring.  And then there was Brian…Bobo.  He never believed that Wolf would dominate him if given the chance, yet there he was, with Wolf mounted over his back, trying to get at a part of him that Bobo didn’t even have.  Dumb male dogs.  Dumb males in general.  All males!
     She grabbed her box of dog treats and headed outside.  “Wolf!  Bobo!” she called as she walked down the steps and out into the yard.  “Practice time again,” she said.  “Wolf!  Stop that!” she yelled.  “Get over here!”
     Wolf finally got off of Bobo and trotted over toward her, his tongue hanging out and a very happy and playful expression on his face.  Bobo was much slower picking himself up from the ground and starting to crawl toward her.  “Sit!” she ordered as Wolf got close.  The big dog sat, but she noticed that his eyes never once left the box of treats in her hand.  “Bobo!  Get a move on!” she yelled. 
     Brian tried to crawl faster, but in truth, he wasn’t that interested.  He was basically…exhausted!  He finally crawled up next to Wolf, and sat…like the dog he was supposed to be. 
      “What the hell am I going to do with you two,” Rosa muttered as she shook her head.  “Stay!” she ordered.  She walked a short distance away across the yard, then turned back toward them.  Both dogs were sitting just as they were, watching her.  “Come!” she commanded.
     Wolf quickly jumped up and trotted toward her.  Bobo started moving to.  By the time Bobo got to her, she already had Wolf sitting, had praised him, and had given him a treat.  “Sit!” she ordered as Bobo got there.  Bobo sat, she praised and petted him, then gave him a treat. 
     She backed up a little bit away from them and held her hand out.  “Down!” she ordered as she lowered her hand.  Bobo laid down, extending his front “legs” straight out.  She was about to yell at Wolf, when Wolfie decided to copy Bobo and he laid down too.  Finally!  “Good boys!” Rosa praised.  “Now, sit!” she ordered.  As before Bobo got right up.  But Wolf didn’t move until after he saw Bobo get to a sitting position, then he too sat.  “What is this?” Rosa asked.  “You can’t do it until Bobo does it?  Dumb dog!”  She tried it again.  “Down!”  Again Bobo went first, then a few moments later, after Wofie saw him in that position, Wolf got down that way too.” 
     Rosa shook her head and walked closer to her “dogs.”  “Sit!” she ordered.  Bobo sat, then Wolfie, after he saw Bobo do it.  Rosa pet both dogs and gave them both treats.  She knelt down in front of Wolf.  “Shake…”  Wolfie raised his paw and let her shake it.  Then she gave him two treats.  She moved over to Bobo.  “Shake…”  Bobo raised his paw too and she shook that up and down before giving him two treats as well. 
     She stood up again.  “Well, at least that was better than last time,” she said.  “Okay boys, go have fun.”  She headed back into the house while Wolf laid down on the ground and rolled in the grass.  Bobo, she noticed headed for the porch.  When she looked out her window a few minutes later, both dogs where sacked out together on the porch sleeping.  Perfect!

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     Rosa brought her two “dogs” in at lunchtime.  But as soon as Bobo got into the house, Rosa grabbed him and once again bound his legs up so he would be unable to use those lower extensions…that as far as Rosa could see, he really didn’t need anymore.  Not as long as he was going to become more and more of a dog.  She fixed herself some lunch, throwing both Wolfie and Bobo one of the big dog treats to work on while she ate.  As usual, she ignored both of them as much as possible. 
     After lunch, she went into the living room to watch some TV.  Wolfie jumped up on the couch and put his head in her lap.  She pet him continuously as she watched the movie on TV. 
     Brian went and found his out of the way spot between the chairs and laid down.  How the heck was he supposed to get out of this mess?  She had said there was a way.  Was she lying?  Just trying to string him along?  He couldn’t be sure, but it certainly seemed like it.
     Suddenly, Wolf lifted his head from Rosa’s lap and growled. 
      “Wolfie…no!” Rosa ordered, but a moment later, Wolf launched himself from her lap and ran to attack the front door, barking ferociously.  “Wolfie!  No!” Rosa ordered again.  She grabbed his collar just before someone rang her doorbell.  Wolf made a desperate effort to get free, growling and barking like a mad monster.  “Wolf!  Stop it!” 
     With her hand holding tightly onto his collar, she opened the door to see one of her tenants out on the doorstep. 
      “I just wanted to drop this off,” the man standing there said.  He held out an envelope for Rosa containing his rent money and she took it.  “Sorry about Wolfie,” she said.  “I’m still having a difficult time with him when it comes to someone at the door.”
     The man nodded, waved, then walked back toward his car.  Rosa closed the door, let go of Wolf, and Wolf immediately tried to attack the door again, barking and trying to get through it to whoever had been out there.  It was a moment before he finally stopped. 
     Rosa went back to the couch to continue watching TV, but she noticed that Bobo was now missing.  She got up and searched, and finally found him hiding in the bedroom.  She shook her head but said nothing.  She needed help keeping Wolf under control, and Bobo was going to have to learn to get over being overly shy.  Two dogs, two very different problems.

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     It was late in the afternoon when Brian decided he couldn’t wait anymore.  He and Wolf were again wrestling and jumping on each other outside, but all that exercise had only made Brian’s situation that much worse.  He had been holding it all day, but things were simply getting…unbearable now.  He needed to take a shit, and he knew without a doubt that he was going to have to do it like she expected him to – like a dog!  Ugh!  Peeing was embarrassing enough, but that…. 
     The urgency of his situation finally got so bad that even with Wolfie jumping all over him, he had to try to crawl away…but to where?  There was really only one place he knew to go to do…his business.  The same place where Wolf did it.  The back of the yard.  They usually played together all around the rest of the yard, he didn’t want all that smell and mess to be anywhere close.  And heaven forbid, he didn’t want to accidently crawl thorough it while they were playing.  So with Wolf still jumping on him…and occasionally trying to hump his rear end, he did his best to crawl directly to the back of the yard.
     Once there, he moved much slower, checking the ground carefully for any of Wolf’s messes.  He had never seen Rosa cleaning any of them up, and there were more than a few around.  Mostly, they were dried up black looking chunks of…yuck!  Knowing he couldn’t hold back anymore, he quickly found a place that seemed to have enough room.  He tried to figure out the best way to do it, but nature was already taking its course.  He lowered his backside a bit…and felt Wolf’s nose sniffing his rear end as he did it.
     Rosa just happened to glance out her kitchen window as she was trying to decide what to fix for dinner.  She noticed both dogs out in the very back of the yard where Wolfie usually did his smelly business, but this time Bobo was out there with him.  What really caught her interest was the fact that this time, Bobo was the one going potty back there.  She smiled.  Finally!  She just knew that with a little time he would be forced to accept that little indignity too.  He really didn’t have much of a choice. 
     Brian felt nothing but relief to get all that mess out of him.  When he finally figured it was over, he crawled a little bit away and turned around.  Wolf was still right there, sniffing his mess closely.  Ugh!  Sickening!  He looked to see how much had come out of him.  A very large log!  Yuck!  Not wanting to stay anywhere near it, he crawled as fast as he could away from it.  A moment later, Wolf was right there with him, jumping on him, playing with him…but also trying to lick his ass!  Yuck.  But then, he couldn’t wipe himself with any toilet paper.  How the heck was he supposed to clean himself?  And if Wolf was licking him clean, he certainly didn’t want Wolf’s tongue licking him afterwards.  But Wolf was so much stronger and faster than he was.  How could he stop him?  He couldn’t.  All he could do was try to get away from the big dog, which Wolf always considered nothing but play.  There was no winning!  None!
      “Wolfie!  Bobo!”
     Bobo heard Rosa calling from the porch and hurried in that direction.  Wolf bounded easily ahead of him.  Oh to be able to move that fast with such little effort!  Wolf really did have it easy!
     The mealtimes were beginning to be routine for Bobo.  He knew he had to wait until after she finished eating.  And at dinner time, she always filled his bowl with plenty of food.  Human food!  But if he didn’t eat that, he knew he would have to eat Wolf’s dog food instead before she would let him go.  And it was Sunday.  He would have to work tomorrow – hopefully!  Would she let him go tonight?  He prayed she would.  It had been a very long and difficult weekend.  Full of things he never imagined before.  And one special thing that sprang to the top of the list…other than her cruelty towards the men in that dungeon.  It was the lips of that woman on his penis. 
     Yes, he couldn’t wait to go home tonight.  Home, where he could stop being a dog!  Home, where he could get away from her.  Home, where he could sleep in his own bed and not in a cage.  Home, where he could eat whenever and whatever he wanted. 
     Home, where he could finally be alone to play with himself, and remember the lips of that strange woman…in that strange place. 
     Home.

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      “I’ll be waiting to see if you go to work tomorrow,” Rosa told him as she held the gate open for Brain to crawl through.  It was late in the evening.  She had just now released his leg bindings and removed the tape from his hands.  She watched as the naked “dog” crawled quickly through the gate, then stood up with what appeared to be some difficulty as he reached the corner of the fence outside the gate.  He seemed to be having trouble with his knees for a moment.  Then all of a sudden, he ran for his back door and disappeared. 
     She smiled.  Would he be going to school tomorrow to teach?  Or would he be attending a different school instead – her dog school?  Tomorrow would tell.  Either way, if he didn’t figure out how to get some backbone pretty quickly, he would be all but finished as a man for a while. 
     That thought made her pause.  Finished as a man for a while.  For a while.  But what about after she had turned him in to a dog for a while.  What about after she had made him live like a dog for…a few months.  What then?  She supposed she would have no choice but to let him go back to living like he had.  Which was such a pity, because obviously, he couldn’t handle the simple life he had.
     So…what about after she had finished with him.  Something that was still months away.  It was something she would need to think about.


Friday, December 14, 2018

Training with Wolfie - Chapter 9 – Part 1 of 2


Training With Wolfie
By Karen Singer

Chapter 9 – Part 1 of 2

     His muscles ached in their cramped position.  His body yearned to be able to stretch out and get some relief.  In the dark of the room, he pushed somewhat with his legs, but that only succeeded in pushing his head up against the bars on one side while his legs and feet could go no further.  The tight confines of the cage he was in were maddeningly small.  He could feel one side of the cage touching his head, another side touching his back, the third side touching his feet, and if he moved his arms or legs much, they came in contact with the fourth side.  Too small.  Too small – for a human.  But then she didn’t seem to consider him to be a human anymore.  She considered him to be…a dog.
     She had said there was a way out for him…a way out of this dog’s life.  But even when his brain wasn’t so sleep deprived, he couldn’t see any way possible.  Getting out of the cage was another matter that didn’t seem possible.  With his hands bound into uselessness, he couldn’t work the lock mechanism…not to mention that he couldn’t even begin to get his bound up hands through the bars to reach the mechanism.  Hands?  Or paws?  Either way, there was simply no way out of the cage.  At least not until she let him out.  And he knew that wouldn’t be until morning, after she got out of bed.
     He did his best to relax his body and sleep.  But it was difficult.  He was caught in all too many traps – both physical and mental.  Traps with no way out.  In the early morning half-light of the room, in his half-sleep state, he dreamed about the tortures he had witnessed the night before.  Torturous things that scared him more than he wanted to admit, and made him all that much more afraid of her.  But amid those horrid half-dreams, he also remembered the unimaginable feeling of the odd woman’s mouth as it engulfed his manhood.  Pain and torture, mixed with exquisite pleasure…pleasure that was its own torture.
     He heard no alarm clock ring, only her increased restlessness as she tossed and turned in her bed.  The room had been fully light for some time now as the morning progressed.  But it was Sunday, and he figured she was sleeping in – especially after their evening out last night.  Then, with a small moan as if she was hurting, he heard her get out of bed.  She barely glanced at him as she walked past his cage.  Wolf walked past him too, following her, but Wolf at least paused a moment to sniff at him in his cage.  And then he was alone, and Brian still had no way out of the cage. 
     Fortunately, she was back again a few minutes later.  She went straight to his cage and opened the door.  In the long dark night, he had squirmed enough that he had learned how to turn around in the cage and he was able to crawl right out.  Freedom at last!  Well, at least a different kind of freedom.  His hands were still bound up into uselessness and he was still mentally bound under her dominating will.  He followed her and Wolf out to the back door where she held it open so he and Wolf could go out to relieve themselves.  He immediately crawled down the steps and over to one of his favorite areas of open grass – not near any bushes or trees where he could lift his leg like Wolf did, but to one of his usual spots where he simply spread his legs and squatted his body down lower and let loose.  Ahhh! 
     The morning was cool, but not as cold as it had been yesterday.  The grass was still damp with dew though, but since he was naked, that didn’t seem to be any kind of problem – at least not as far as she seemed to be concerned. 
     He headed back toward the porch again and noticed Wolf sniffing around in the very back of the yard.  He knew from a lot of experience now that Wolf was going to poop back there.  It had been a few days now since he had done that.  He was holding back purposely.  But could he continue to hold back?  He had a bad feeling that he wasn’t going to make it until she finally let him loose and let him go back to his own house. 
     Wolf had returned to the porch long before Rosa let her two dogs back into the house.  Wolf immediately began pacing around the kitchen, but Rosa ignored him as she pulled a pan out of the cupboard and set it on the stove.  A few minutes later, she had an entire package of link sausages cooking in that pan. 
     Brian’s mouth was watering.  So much, that his eyes rarely left Rosa’s back as he waited impatiently for something to eat.  But as usual, she was ignoring him.  From his position on the floor, he couldn’t see much of what she was doing, but he could imagine it…and smell it.  Food!  And he wanted some – badly. 
     Rosa finished with the sausage, then cooked herself an egg and fixed some toast, taking the time to spread a little strawberry jam on it before carrying her breakfast to the table to eat.  She carefully did her best to pay Brian no more attention than she did to Wolf.  In fact, she barely glanced at either of them as she ate.
     Only once she had finished did she break up the remainder of the sausages into Wolf’s and Bobo’s bowls equally.  She set Wolf’s bowl down in her usual spot for it, and watched as Wolf attacked the sausage greedily.  She set Bobo’s bowl down where she usually fed him and was pleased to see how voraciously he attacked it as well.  She watched as Wolf soon came over to Bobo’s bowl once he had finished his own, but Brian quickly moved around to the side, blocking the big dog, and kept his head right down into the bowl so Wolf couldn’t get any.  Rosa sighed.  If only Brian could show that much backbone in the rest of his life…especially so he could get out of his current predicament.  But as usual, she was seeing no sign of that in him at all.  The way Brian kept Wolf away from his meal was only out of desperation so he could get enough to eat.
     After breakfast, Rosa shooed both dogs out into the yard to play.  When she looked through the window at them a while later, they were wrestling with each other in the still damp grass.  That was good.  Just two dogs playing with each other.  But it was looking more and more like all the money she was going to be spending on Brian wasn’t going to go to waste.  Such a pity…and that was despite how interested she was in causing his current predicament.  In fact she as so interested in it, that she was seriously thinking now about introducing Brian to a little bit of dog tongue training…training that Wolf would never need.  But for Brian’s tongue training, that would be in a place where she wouldn’t ever let Wolf lick her.  A place that all too often lately seemed to get moist…just from looking at what she had done already to Brian.  Her thoughts turned toward what she had planned for him in the future.  Yes, it was definitely time to teach that young dog some new tricks!
     Grabbing her box of dog treats, she went out into the back yard.  “Wolfie…  Bobo…” she called.  Wolf came at a run.  Bobo of course was much slower.  “Sit!” she ordered as Wolf got to her.  But the big dog didn’t sit.  He came right up to her and rubbed his big furry body against her legs as he worked his way around her.  “I said sit!” she ordered again.  Still Wolf didn’t sit.  She reached down and pushed against his backside.  “Sit!”  Finally Wolf sat.  “I can see we’re going to have lots of trouble with you today,” she muttered.  Brian finally reached her and automatically sat…like the dog she was trying to turn him into.  “See Wolf,” she said, “that’s how you’re supposed to do it.  Dumb dog.  Stay!” she commanded as she walked away from them.  She walked about twenty feet away, but when she turned around, Wolf wasn’t sitting anymore, he was lying down on his side.  “Wolfie!  Sit!” she ordered.  But Wolf just laid there…wagging his tail in such a way that it pounded against the ground.  The dumb dog thought this was all just another fun game.  “What the hell am I going to do with you?” Rosa said disgustedly.  “Sit!” she tried again.  But as before, Wolf just laid there and wagged his tail.  “Ugh!”
      “Okay,” Rosa said.  “Come!” she commanded to both her dogs.  Bobo started for her, but Wolf stayed lying where he was.  She watched as Bobo came right up to her and sat, before she even told him to.  “Perfect!” she praised him.  She reached into the box and pulled out two treats and gave them to him while she stroked his head.  “Good dog,” she praised. 
     She looked up at Wolf.  “Wolf!  Come, you big knucklehead.  Come!” 
     Wolf rolled in the grass a little, then worked his way slowly to a sitting position, then finally got all the way to his feet and trotted over to her. 
      “Sit!” she ordered. 
     But as before, Wolf rubbed his big furry body against her legs…just before he tried jumping up and getting his snout into the box of dog treats. 
      “No!  No!  Stop that!” Rosa commanded.  “What am I going to do with you?  You’re a monster!”
     Wolf sat and looked very pleased for some reason.  So much so, that Rosa found herself going up to him and rubbing his head a little too.  “We’ve got to get some help for you, you big dummy.  I can see that now.  You’re simply too impossible.”  She turned toward Bobo.  “And you…  If I could just put you and Wolfie together, I’d have the best damn pet in the world!”  She shook her head.  “Forget it guys.  Since Wolfie is being so uncooperative, we’ll try this again later. 
     She headed back to the porch, but when she got there, she remembered some of her thoughts from earlier.  She looked back at Bobo, who was once again being knocked over by Wolf as he jumped and wrestled with the man-turned-dog.  Yes, she was definitely ready for this.  She didn’t know if Brian would be, but she needed it.  In fact, the little bit of fun at the club last night had only made things worse for her.  Especially having Bobo the dog with her there last night to show off. 
     If she couldn’t train her dogs one way this morning, then she would do some different training…with one of them anyway.  “Bobo…” she called.  “Come!”
     This time, Wolf came running straight for her…where he again rubbed his body against her leg, then sat expectantly…waiting for a treat.  “No!” she said.  “You were terrible this morning.”
     The hopeful expression on Wolf’s face didn’t change. 
      “Bobo!  Get a move on.  Hurry up!” she called. 
     Brian did his best to crawl a little faster and soon crawled his way up the porch steps where he too sat in front of her. 
     Rosa opened the door.  “Bobo!” she said.  “In the house.  “Wolfie.  You stay!”
     Amazingly.  Wolf laid down right there on the porch and offered no trouble while she shepherded Bobo into the house by himself. 
     As soon as he was through the door, Brian felt Rosa grabbing his collar and holding him still.  Oh shit!  He realized quickly that she was attaching the leash.  It had been a bad sign when she had called him into the house without Wolf, but the leash….  Things could only get really bad now.  Strangely though, Brian was surprised when Rosa simply dropped the leash on the floor and walked off, leaving him there.  He crawled his way further into the kitchen, afraid to go any further…afraid to go after her.  He was torn between wanting to go back outside with Wolf, or stay here in the house.  Outside, he wouldn’t have to worry about whatever Rosa wanted to do to him now, but outside, he was also out there stark naked – and acting like a dog where it was possible for anyone to see him.  There was no winning with either situation.  He sat in the kitchen and waited, glad that he hadn’t heard her calling him…so far.
     Rosa opened her old toy chest and looked at the many things inside.  Her old chest of toys had certainly seen more use lately than it had in the last few years.  It took her only a few moments thought to reach in and pull out one of her favorite things – a riding crop.  Perfect!  Now, where was that damn dog?
     She walked back to the kitchen and found him sitting there.  Good enough, and for her purposes today, the kitchen was good enough as well.  In fact, probably better than a few other places.  She pulled out one of her kitchen chairs and sat in it.  “Bobo.  Come!”
     Brian’s eyes didn’t leave the stick of some sort she was carrying.  He had seen the whips she had used last night, and he realized this was another one of those implements of torture she seemed so fond of.  Fearful of her…and more fearful of what she might do with that thing, he slowly crawled over to her…and sat.
      “Good dog,” she praised him as her hand reached out and pet his head for a few moments.  She stood up right in front of him and slipped her shorts down her legs and removed them.  She couldn’t help but notice the look of amazement on Bobo’s face.  So nice.  But wait….  She stood there a moment right in front of him like that, then she pulled her panties down and off too, then again stood up.  Bobo’s eyes were glued unbelievingly to the one place she wanted him to be giving all his attention too.  Rosa had no doubt that as Brian, he had very little experience with women…perhaps even…none. 
     She sat down in the chair right in front of him and spread her legs, offering him an even better view of her waiting sex.  “Training time Bobo,” she said as she bent down and picked up his leash.  She pulled, then pulled harder…and Bobo went from sitting, to standing, to moving as she pulled him closer.  “I’m afraid that you’re going to be getting a lot of practice doing this Bobo,” she said with a sigh.  “It’s such a shame you haven’t figured out yet how to get out of your situation.  But then, that fact alone excites me.  And the more of a dog I can make you become, the more excited over it I seem to get.  So I have no doubt that starting now, you and I will be spending a lot of time doing just…this.”
     She watched him staring at her open and waiting sex for a few moments, letting him get a real good look at it.  “You find it interesting, don’t you,” she said to him.  “Not to worry, all men do.  It’s really one of the biggest failings about the entire male sex.  None of you can seem to get enough of seeing a woman’s sexual parts.  But you, Bobo, are going to get to do more than just see it.  You’re going to get to explore it…a lot!  Just not with the part of you that you might think.  So sorry, but that’s the way it goes – especially for dogs!”
     She saw his eyes glance up fearfully at her.  So precious.  Definitely a first timer, and first timers were always such fun to “break” in.  She pulled a bit on the leash.  “Move closer Bobo,” she said.  “Put your nose right up against it and smell it.  Smell it good, and don’t stop smelling it.”  Bobo didn’t seem to want to move closer though, so she pulled harder on the leash, very hard.  “Put your nose right up against it!” she ordered sternly, still pulling on the leash, but Bobo was still holding back.  All it took was a firm crack of the riding crop against his backside to surprise him enough to make him jump a little forward…so that his face quickly would up right up against her vagina, just where she wanted it.  She kept pulling hard on his leash to keep him there.  “Now…smell it deeply, and keep smelling it,” she said. 
     Brian couldn’t help but smell it, but he didn’t want his face there…or any other part of him there either.  But she was still pulling tightly on the leash and there was no way he could back up to get further away.  She smelled…weird there.  Dirty?  No, not really.  Just…strange.  He tried to pull back away but she was keeping the pressure on the leash too tight.
      “So here’s how this is going to work,” Rosa said as she fished the leash around behind her back.  “You’re going to learn to put your tongue to work licking me right there, and you’re going to keep licking me there until I’ve had all the…uh…fun…I want.”
     Lick her?  There?  Yuck!  Brian wasn’t looking forward to that.  He felt her leaning down over him again, but she was still pulling on that damn leash, pulling his head in way too tightly to her, and then he felt her doing something else with the leash on the other side of his collar.  Now what?
     Rosa grabbed his collar and pulled the end of the leach through the other side of it.  Then when she pulled on the end, it drew his head further into her waiting sex from both sides, making it even more impossible to pull away.  “Now start licking!” she ordered.  “All dogs like to lick.  Their tongues are one of their favorite muscles.  So start exercising yours.  Now!  Lick me Bobo.  Lick me!”
     Brian’s face was crushed against her vagina.  Lick her?  No…  But he suddenly felt the awful sting from that stick thing hitting his backside.  And it stung horribly.  It hurt!
      “Start licking Bobo.  Now!” Rosa ordered again.  She swatted his backside harder.
     Ouch!  That last hit had really hurt!  Brian’s mouth automatically opened to yelp, but nothing came out since it was muffled by her flesh pressing against his entire mouth. 
      “Now lick it puppy!”
     Hesitantly, Brian stuck his tongue out and licked the slit between her legs.  Ugh! 
      “Don’t stop!” Rosa ordered.  “You just keep licking, harder and harder until I tell you to stop.”  Once again, she swatted his backside firmly with the crop.  She immediately felt him licking a little firmer.  Umm.  Much better.  Very nice in fact. 
     Things were rapidly becoming worse for Brian.  The more he licked, the wetter she seemed to get there, and it wasn’t from his saliva.  It was all from her! 
      “Get that tongue in there…deeper!” she ordered, then she backed up the command with another swat from her riding crop.  Umm.  Better.  “Deeper!” she ordered again.  “Really stick that tongue all the way up in there.  Just keep putting it in as far as you can, and don’t stop!”  She pulled harder on the end of the leash, crushing his head in even firmer than it was.  She felt his tongue at work up inside her a little better.  So good.  So nice.  So much…fun!
     Brian could barely breathe, and his tongue was getting tired, but she wouldn’t ease up on the pressure from his leash at all.  And every time he slowed down, even a little, she hit him again to keep him going.  He had no choice but to keep licking her…as awful as it was.  And then he felt her squirming around, grinding her crotch into his face even harder.  He could tell she was breathing heavier.  Then it felt like her entire body was shaking in front of him, and still she made him keep going.  Had she just had an orgasm?  He really had no experience at all in these things, but he thought she might have. 
     Rosa started to come down from her orgasm.  She could tell Bobo was struggling now.  But he was a newcomer at this.  He would need more training to build up his stamina.  Still, it was a good start.  A very good start.  She eased up a little on how hard she was pulling his leash, keeping his face right there while she continued to come down from her high…while she continued to enjoy the sensation of him licking her down there.  Heaven.  She eased up a little more and felt him pull further away.  “Keep at it!” she ordered sternly, but she didn’t punctuate her order with the crop. 
     She kept him at it for a good two minutes more before she eased up on the leash completely, letting his head pull completely away from her.  She pulled the end of the leash away from the other side of his collar, then she unfastened the leash completely.  “Good enough for a first try,” she said to him.  “Don’t worry, you’ll get a lot more practice.  I have no doubt that in time we can make you very good at this.”
     Rosa got up from her seat and looked down at him.  “Your face is a mess,” she said.  “Get yourself a drink.  I’m sure you need it.”  She knew she could have wiped his face off herself, but for some reason, she found it humorous to leave him that way.
     Get a drink?  Brian wanted a drink…but he didn’t.  Not from the water bowl she kept in the kitchen for him. 
      “I said get a drink!” she ordered.  She quickly swung her riding crop against his backside again. 
     Brian actually yelped a but at the sting of her crop hitting him.  He quickly crawled over to his water bowl and tried to lick up a little water.  A few seconds later, he ducked his whole face into it and splashed it around slightly, trying to clean some of her…residue…off of his face.  It helped, and it didn’t.
     Rosa laughed at him.  “Come on Bobo,” she said as she headed for the kitchen door.  “Back outside now.  I need a shower.”
     Brian crawled after her and soon found himself locked out of the house again.  It only took a moment before Wolf roused himself from where he was lying on the deck to come over.  But when he did, he started licking Brian’s face and wouldn’t stop.  The more Brian tried to get away from him, the more of a game Wolf found it.  And Wolf wasn’t anywhere near ready to stop licking that strange scent off of Brian.
     The two “dogs” wound up in another of their playful wrestling matches as Wolf’s main goal seemed to be to keep licking Brian’s face.  But that game changed after a while as Wolf went from trying to lick that side of Brian, to trying to mount Brian and do something else with Brian’s other end.  Brian hated it when Wolf tried to do that to him.  And Wolf never quit!  The big dog seemed to have a one track mind and was relentless.  First Rosa, now Wolf.  Things in Brian’s dog world were rapidly getting worse!

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