Training with Wolfie
By Karen Singer
Chapter 19 – Part
2 of 2
Bobo was lying in the living room
lamenting the dog food Rosa had given him for dinner again, when he saw her
coming in with the leashes in her hand.
Ugh! Back to the yard for more
training. He could just barf. He noticed that Wolf, on the other hand, now
seemed excited about it, once he noticed the leash. Stupid Wolfie. You should know better.
He sat up as Rosa leaned over him
to let her slip the choker leash around his neck. Ugh.
He didn’t need anymore exercise today.
And why the heck was she putting the leash on him in the living
room? She usually either did that at the
back door or out in the yard. Were they
going to play some new game with him now?
He hoped not.
He watched as Rosa handed his leash
off to Connie before she headed for Wolf. Wolfie though, was so excited by the sight of
the leash that Rosa was having a difficult time getting it on him. Eventually, perseverance won out and Wolf
started pulling against the leash toward the back door.
“No Wolf! No!
Heel! Wolfie. Stop!
Sit!” She breathed a sigh of
relief as Wolf finally sat and looked expectantly back at her.
Bobo wondered what was going on
too. And then he felt Connie pulling on
his leash, forcing him to standup and walk…no!
She was leading him toward the front
door!
“Wolf! Stop it!” Rosa ordered. “Wolf!
No! Stop pulling. Wolf…sit!”
Rosa tried it again. Wolf pulled
again and she pulled back hard on his leash.
“No!” It took her three more
tries to get the excited dog under control enough to get out the door. She paused to close it and lock it. She saw Connie and Bobo already down on the
sidewalk leading toward the driveway, waiting for them. Something in her lurched with anticipation as
she saw Bobo out in front of the house again, where anyone driving by could see
him. She really needed to find a way to
take him out of the house more.
She led Wolf down to her car where
she opened the back door. Wolf needed no
help as he jumped right in and seemed to go crazy running around the back
seat. Before she let Bobo into the car,
she lowered half of the split back seat so that the back of the seat became
part of the floor for of the cargo area behind.
Then she turned back to Connie. “Let’s
get him in.”
Rosa led them around to the other
side of the car where she hadn’t put the back seat down yet. There was more room on the floor there for
Bobo to climb in.
Bobo didn’t want to get into the
car, but he didn’t want to be out where anyone could see him either. He did his best to try and climb up into the
car. He felt Connie helping him a little
as she lifted his rear end up. And then
he was in. Gratefully out of sight. But with the other half of the seat down, he
had almost no room on the floor.
“Up on the seat Bobo,” Rosa
ordered.
Do what? He didn’t want to get up there.
“Up!” Rosa said again.
Ugh. No, no, no!
But he turned and did his best to climb from the floor onto the
seat.
“Now up off the seat,” Rosa said
next.
No!
Not up there! Bobo turned to look
pleadingly back at her.
“Up!” Rosa said. “Move it Bobo! Get up there!” She pushed him a bit, and Bobo had no choice
but to climb up into the now big back area where Wolf was running around to
look out each of the windows. As soon as
he was there with Wolf, Rosa let the back seat down, giving them even more room
in the back. More room, but he was up
higher, and there were windows all around.
Anyone could see him there. What
was Rosa thinking? But he had no way to
ask. A minute later, he sat and stared
out the big back window as Rosa backed her car out of the driveway.
Where were they going? What was Rosa trying to do? This was…crazy! He laid down on the floor, not only did it
help keep him in place every time the car turned, but he was praying it would
help to keep him out of sight of the rest of the cars. He had serious doubts though if that would
work.
Rosa did her best to ignore the
dogs in the back seat, but that was difficult.
Wolfie kept moving around to look everywhere he could, and Bobo, who she
was most interested in, was just lying there, keeping his head down too. She had a feeling he was hoping nobody could
see him. And what if they did? Who was going to ask her about it while they
were driving? Nobody! She smiled.
Maybe she should go the long way to Connie’s new house where she could
take Bobo through a bit more traffic.
No. Better not. Not this time
anyway. But next time?
The ride to Connie’s house was only
five minutes. Rosa was glad to see no
cars or trucks in the yard when she drove into the driveway. That meant she could take the two dogs in
with her. If any of the workers had
still been there, she would have left them in the car. Getting Wolf out of the car was easy. The hard part with him was controlling him
once he was out. Getting Bobo out was
another matter. She had to order him
out, and then wait while he tried to negotiate the drop from the floor of the
car down to the ground. But eventually
he was out. Rosa took Wolf’s leash and
she handed Bobo over to Connie and they led the two dogs toward the front door
of the house.
Connie’s new house was set on a
large semi-private lot, where it wasn’t easy for the neighbors or people
driving by to see who was coming in or going out. She knew that because of Connie’s profession,
she had looked for just such a place so she wouldn’t have to rent a dungeon
anywhere else. As soon as her new house
was finished, Connie would be working from home from now on. Not paying the rental rates for her current
dungeon would also save her quite a bit of money. As it was, she now had a few customers that
were coming to the basement of the house she was renting next door, but most of
Connie’s equipment was still downtown.
Bobo was looking around
desperately. He was out in the open
again where anyone could see him. So far,
he couldn’t see anyone else looking. In
fact, the way the yard and the trees were set up, he couldn’t even see any
other houses. Still, he was grateful
when Connie led him straight to the front door.
But where was Wolf? While Connie
was unlocking her door, he looked back.
There he was. Peeing against that
bush. Marking his territory
probably. A moment later, Wolf seemed
happy and contented and literally pulled Rosa toward the door.
Bobo followed Connie into the
house. It was darker inside, and it
smelled like…sawdust? Looking around,
the place was a wreck! He had heard
Connie and Rosa talking about renovations, but he hadn’t fully understood the
scope of what that meant. Moving forward
because Connie was moving, he stayed with Connie as she moved further into the
house. And then Connie dropped his
leash.
With the two dogs left to wander,
Connie started giving Rosa a tour of what they had done to her house so
far. Room after room, they slowly
wandered. Bobo was staying right near
them. Wolf however was moving quickly
through the house, smelling everything he could.
“Hello?”
Bobo panicked and froze at the
sound. And immediately he heard Wolf
barking and running toward the front door.
He saw Connie running that direction too.
“Bobo here!” Rosa whispered
urgently. They were in the kitchen
area. There was no door on the pantry
closet, but it was the best place Rosa could find for Bobo to hide. She left him immediately to try and tend to
Wolf who she could hear growling in the distance. “Wolfie!
No! Stop it!” she yelled as she
hurried to find him.
“The foreman who had just stopped
by to check something was standing outside with the door closed.”
Connie had grabbed Wolf’s leash and
was doing her best to control him.
“Here, give him to me,” Rosa said as soon as she got there. Connie gratefully handed over the leash. Only when Rosa had Wolf under control did she
open the door. “Sorry about that,” she
said to the man who was rebuilding her house.
“I was just giving my friend a tour.”
Seeing that the big dog was now
under control, the foreman cautiously entered.
“I just wanted to see if they got the kitchen plumbing moved yet,” he
said, keeping a close watch on Wolf.
“Oh!” Connie exclaimed. She looked around and didn’t see Bobo. Where was he?
In the kitchen? “You have to
check now?”
“It will only take a moment,” he
replied.
With his eyes still on Wolf, the
foreman headed straight for the kitchen.
Connie and Rosa followed closely, Rosa holding tightly onto Wolf to keep
him away from the man.
The foreman entered the kitchen and
his eyes went straight to where the kitchen sink was going to be
relocated. Rosa, with Wolf, stopped in
front of the open pantry door, hoping to block any sight he might have of Bobo,
who she saw was cowering in the back.
From the back of the closet area,
Bobo had seen the man walk by. What
should he do if the man saw him? He
didn’t have a clue. And then his view of
the man was totally blocked by Rosa and Wolf’s furry body. In the back of the closet, he prayed the man
wouldn’t notice him.
The foreman carefully inspected all
the plumbing changes. Taking his time to
make sure it all appeared to be done the way it was supposed to be. He finally stood up and smiled. “Looks good,” he said happily to Connie. Now we can start moving forward in here
again.”
“You mean it’s finally going to
start looking like something?” Connie asked, sounding relieved.
“The new cabinets are ready, they
just have to be delivered,” the man replied as he casually headed back toward
the front door, once again keeping a close eye on what the big dog was
doing. He paused a moment as something
white caught his eye back behind the dog and the woman standing with him. Another dog?
But then the big dog moved closer to him and he decided he didn’t need
to see if there was another dog in the house with them. Besides, what did it matter anyway. He beat a quick retreat out to the front door
where he wouldn’t have to worry anymore about that big dog they had in there.
Once the man was gone, Rosa dropped
Wolf’s leash. Wolf barked a couple of
times at the sound of the man’s truck starting up, but he did little else. This time, Wolf stayed with the women as they
went back to the kitchen to continue their tour of the house. Bobo, just stayed in the closet until it was
time to go home.
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“Come here my little angel,” Rosa
said a few hours later as she sat on the sofa.
She pushed Wolf’s big head off her lap for a moment so she could pull
her shorts and panties down and take them off.
“Come here my angel she called again.”
Bobo forced himself to his
feet. Maybe Rosa loved this, but he
certainly didn’t. But then, she was
getting all the pleasure, while he got nothing but agonizing work! Work, and further frustration. Because all it did for him, was to remind him
of what he couldn’t do. Never mind that
Wolf was probably just as frustrated as he was, but at least Wolf got to
exercise his penis once in a while when he tried mounting him out in the
backyard. Lately, Wolf had been at it
enough that it felt more like the big dog was trying to rape him, which he
supposed was what it really was.
Fortunately, he had long ago learned how to keep Wolf from actually
doing that.
“That’s a good little angel,” Rosa
cooed as Bobo once again stuck his head between her thighs. His lips made contact with her lips down
there, and his tongue reached out.
“Ahh! My angel,” Rosa sighed
happily.
Twenty minutes later, Rosa let Bobo
go back to his hiding place between the chairs.
His face, as always was a mess.
She sometime laughed at the sight of him like that. And he had no way to really wash it all off,
other than to stick his face in his water bowl, which he sometimes did. This time, she saw him briefly wipe at it
with his front leg, smearing some of the mess there as well as his face.
She had been keeping him in this
condition for some time now. And Bobo
was bringing her more delight than ever…in a number of ways. But now a new thought crossed her mind. It had been a long time for him. A long time in one important way. Dogs…real dogs…were one thing, but Bobo was
still human under those bindings. And
for human men, going that long without a little relief wasn’t healthy. But then, eating dog food more days than not
wasn’t exactly healthy either. But it
wasn’t the dog food that was on Rosa’s mind.
It was sex. And in particular,
whatever buildup in Bobo’s body that probably needed to be attended to.
She sighed. Tomorrow she was going to have to tend to
that little chore, whether Bobo liked it or not. In the end, it was for his own good.
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