Training with Wolfie - Chapter 24

Training with Wolfie

By Karen Singer

Chapter 24

It was Tuesday.  Bobo of course didn’t know that.  Bobo no longer knew Tuesday from Saturday, or Thursday from Monday.  Everyday was Tuesday as far as Bobo was concerned.  Or was everyday Saturday?  It simply didn’t matter.  Wolf heard the truck pull into the driveway and started barking.  Not badly, just loud enough to let everyone know that someone was there.  Of course, it was still loud enough to let anyone outside know that he was in the house and would protect it too.

“Quiet Wolf,” Rosa said as she walked past him.  “Go sit.”

The knock came a few minutes later.  Wolf barked again from where he was walking in circles back next to Bobo.  Rosa looked back at him and Wolf sat down.  Only then did Rosa open the door.  “Jose, Isabelle, how are you?” Rosa asked as she let the two dog trainers in. 

“I see things with Wolf and Bobo are still going quite well,” Jose noted.

“Very well,” Rosa agreed.  “Let’s get the dogs outside, and then I’d like to talk to you for a moment.”

“Oh?”

But Rosa wouldn’t say anything else.  A minute later, Wolf and Bobo were in the backyard, but Rosa had kept Jose and Isabelle inside with her.  “I just wanted to let you know that this will be the last time,” Rosa told them.  “I’ve loved everything you’ve done, but it’s time now for it all to end.” She breathed a small quick sigh.  “And, I’m afraid that Bobo will be coming to an end very soon as well.  I’m going to have to let him go.”

“We’re very sad to hear that,” Jose replied.  “But we understand.  We appreciate the business you’ve given us.”

“Thank you,” Rosa told them.  “Thank you both so much.”

Once again Bobo and Wolf were put through their exercises out in the yard, but this time, the session didn’t last as long as it usually did.  Before Bobo knew it, he and Wolf were back in the house while Jose and Isabelle removed the ramp, the tunnel, and the plastic bar that Wolf jumped over.  A few minutes later, Wolf barked as their truck started up, and left.

Rosa sighed again.  It was all slowly going away.  All her fun was gradually leaving her.  Unfortunately, it was time. 

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On Wednesday evening, Connie started moving things back into her house.  It was going to take her several days, but she started on Wednesday. 

On Thursday, all the things that she had in storage were delivered back to her house and put in place.  She came over to Rosa’s house for dinner that night, and the two of them discussed enthusiastically how wonderful it was for Connie’s house to be finished and how great it was.  Connie was excited and enthusiastic.  Rosa acted excited and enthusiastic.  But Rosa was anything but excited and enthusiastic. 

On Friday, Rosa stood in the living room with Connie and accepted the key to the house next door back from her.  She could no longer hide her tears.  The two women hugged, and Connie left.  Rosa went to her room, laid down on the bed, and cried.

It was all coming to an end.  Everything.  It was all over.

That night, after dinner, Rosa sat on her couch.  The TV was on.  Wolf was chewing on one of his toys on the other side of the room.  Bobo was in his usual place between the two chairs.  It was all coming to an end.

“Come here my little angel,” she said softly.  She watched in delight as Bobo picked up his head, worked his way to his feet, then headed over.  She raised herself up enough to pull her shorts and panties down and off.  And in moments, Bobo was again between her legs.  This would be the last time.  Knowing that, it was more difficult for her to reach an orgasm than ever, but she did have one very nice one.  She stopped Bobo from going any further after that.

It was all coming to an end.

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On Saturday morning, Rosa woke up, put the dogs outside so they could do their business.  She fixed breakfast for herself, making more bacon than she usually did.  The dogs had a special treat that morning.  She enjoyed watching them wolf it all down. 

She took a shower and got herself dressed for the day.  Just shorts and a t-shirt.  Nothing fancy.  Nothing special. 

With the dogs in the backyard, she finally went to the house next door and looked through it.  It looked fairly clean.  She knew Connie would leave it that way, but she would still have her people come in anyway and clean it all from top to bottom.  Would Brian be occupying it again?  She didn’t know.  She only knew that it was all coming to an end.

She sat on the porch for much of the day, sitting in the swing and watching her two dogs play.  Later, she sat in the living room and watched them playing in the house.  Often that day, she sat and watched the two of them napping next to each other.  She was going to miss that.  She was going to miss it all.  But it all had to come to an end.  It was not only time, it was past time.

She fixed dinner that night.  For the first time in a few weeks, Bobo got a dinner of human food.  He was ecstatic to say the least.  Wolf too got a small portion of human food mixed into his food.  Wolf gobbled it all down so fast Rosa wasn’t sure if he realized it was human food or not.

After dinner, she let the dogs outside again while she sat on the porch and watched them.  As the sun began setting in the sky, she finally called them into the house.  It was all coming to an end…and now it was time.

The two dogs had gone into the living room, Wolf to one of his usual spots, Bobo to his usual place between the chairs.  Rosa went back to the kitchen for a minute and found the newspaper.  She grabbed a few pages from it, folded it, and carried it back to the living room with her.  “Bobo….  Come!”

Bobo looked up at her.  He had just started another nap.  What did she want now? 

“Come my little Angel,” Rosa said.

Oh.  That.  But she wasn’t taking her clothes off.  He walked up to her, not sure what she wanted, and sat.  This time, Rosa knelt down in front of him.  “Bobo, I want you to watch what I’m doing very carefully.”  She took the newspaper she had brought with her, and unfolded it somewhat, then she started rolling it up into a tight roll.  “See what I’m doing?” she said.  “Do you remember when I had a rolled up newspaper like this before?”

Bobo’s eyes went wide as he remembered being hit and punished with it. 

“Yes, I see that you do remember.”

Bobo let out a small whimper.  He wondered what he had done wrong.

Rosa finished rolling the newspaper up, then set it next to her on the floor.  “If you make one noise, one sound, that isn’t like a dog, I’m going to beat you with that paper.  Understand?”

Bobo made no reply.  He made no move, he only looked at the paper, then up at her with pleading eyes.  He didn’t want to get punished. 

Rosa nodded at him.  “Just remember, only dog sounds.  Now stay!”

On her knees, Rosa worked her way around behind him.  Now she just had to figure out how to remove those bindings that Tolliver had created.

Bobo felt Rosa doing something behind him.  He felt her pulling at the straps that bound his legs up.  What was she doing?  A moment later, Wolf came over and nuzzled against his face.  Bobo dared not move.  Wolf went back to see what Rosa was doing. 

“Move Wolf,” Rosa said softly as she pushed the big dog away.  She pulled harder on one of the straps and it finally came free.  Piece by piece she began removing Bobo’s tail and the pieces that bound his legs up into uselessness.  “Remember,” she said to Bobo.  “Only dog sounds!”

Bobo finally realized she was taking the things off of his legs.  Why?  The entire process was somewhat frightening.  But piece by piece, little by little he felt everything loosen up.  The piece that went under him that held his penis trapped went first.  The cool air hit it, but the sensation wasn’t one he could savor very long as he felt Rosa continuing to remove the bindings. 

Rosa pulled Bobo’s left leg out of the construction that Tolliver had created.  With the binding now gone, Bobo’s leg was still up in the position it had been in for several months now.  “Remember,” Rosa said firmly.  “Only dog sounds!”  She grabbed his leg and very gently, very slowly pulled.  There was resistance, a lot of resistance.  She saw the tension in Bobo’s body.  She heard the desperate whine he let out.  She saw him arch his back.  He was in pain, but she continued to slowly pull his leg down until it touched the floor.  She released it, and it sprang up a little.  Then it went all the way back up.  Rosa grabbed it again and pulled.  Slowly but surely, she brought it all the way back down to the floor again.  She heard the painful whining from Bobo as she held the leg down this time for a few minutes. 

Finally, she released his leg again.  It rose some, but not all the way up.  She moved to his other leg and removed the bindings there.  That leg too wanted to stay in the position it had been in for far too long.  Once again, Rosa fought with the leg to bring it down, while Bobo whined painfully.  She held both legs down on the floor for a few minutes. 

But the legs were still bent at the knees since Bobo was standing up.  “Bobo,” she said.  “Lie down!”

Bobo whined again.  He wasn’t sure he wanted to lie down.

“Bobo! Lie down flat!  Now!”

Bobo whined again, but he slowly worked his way down on to his belly.  His naked penis felt the floor under him for the first time in months. 

Rosa watched as Bobo laid down on his belly.  His knees had drawn his lower legs up again.  She pulled on both of his legs. Slowly stretching them out.  Slowly stretching them down.  This time, she let up a few times and let them go back up a bit before she slowly stretched them down further.  But before long, for the first time in months, both of Bobo’s legs were stretched out straight.  And when Rosa let go of them, they stayed that way.  She didn’t miss Bobo’s painful whine however, but he was just going to have to get used to it again.

While Bobo was trying to get use to his legs being straight, Rosa went in front of him and grabbed his left paw.  But she couldn’t get the bindings off of it without that little tool that Tolliver had given her.  She left Bobo where he was while she went to find it.  It took her a little while to find it.  When she came back, she used it to unscrew the screws that held his hand bindings together.  She tediously undid the leather lacing that that held it all in place and she peeled it all down and off of one arm, then the other, leaving his hands still fastened into the bindings.  She could see that his fingers had become much thinner than they had been.  The little leather loops for each of them no longer fit tight.  From underneath the wooden block, she finally figured out how to loosen the leather loops completely.  Then very slowly and carefully, she pulled the device off of his left hand.  Hand!  No longer a paw.  Brian’s fingers stayed in the position they had been in for so long.  “Can you move your fingers?” she asked softly.

Brian tried, but the best he could do was to move them only a tiny bit.

“It’s okay,” Rosa said, “it will come.  Just remember, only dog sounds.”  She looked down at the rolled up newspaper, and she made sure that Brian saw her looking at it.  Then she started removing the loops of leather and the block of wood from his other hand.

Brian couldn’t believe it.  She was taking it all off of him.  How long had he worn it all?  He had no idea.  He wasn’t sure he even cared.  He only knew that she was removing it all now.  But he couldn’t speak.  She wasn’t letting him talk yet.  Was she removing it all permanently?  Or was it just temporary?  He didn’t know and she didn’t seem to be saying. 

Rosa pulled the final piece off of him.  “Move your fingers,” she said as she held his hand up.  But like before, the fingers barely moved.  Rosa took a deep breath.  “Okay,” she said.  “I know standing up like a human will probably be difficult, or maybe impossible right now.  But follow me into the bathroom the best you can.”

She took a few steps away from him and watched as he tried to get himself to his knees.  But his hands were still in the same position they had been in before.  She noticed that he didn’t even try to get to his feet.  He slowly crawled his way behind her, all the way into the bathroom, walking on the fingertips of his hands.

Rosa started the water running in the tub, making it as hot as she dared, While the water was still running, she said, “Okay Bobo, get yourself into the tub.”

Bobo managed to get his hands and arms over the edge of the tub, but Rosa had to help him roll the rest of his body over into the hot water.  Hot water!  He whimpered again at the feel of it.  But as he stretched his body out in the water, it soon started to feel good.  Rosa let the water run for a while, then she finally turned it off.  “Relax there for a while,” she said.  She left him there like that, going out of the bathroom, but coming back again often to check on him.  Wolf was in the bathroom now too, sitting next to the tub, his head resting on the edge of the tub watching his friend. 

The warm water helped.  Brian moved his legs…a little.  It was still painful, to move them, but the warm water did help.  His fingers loosened up a little too.  He could move them better, but not much.  He certainly couldn’t make a fist, even if his fingernails weren’t way too long.

Rosa finally came back with the rolled up newspaper in her hand.  “Remember,” she said again.  “Only dog sounds.”  Brian looked at the newspaper, this time he dared to nod his head.  He was very glad she didn’t punish him for that. 

“Do you need to pee?” Rosa asked.

Brian realized that he could pee.  He dared to nod his head again.

“Then let’s get you out of that tub.”

Since he could move a little better now, Brian was able to get himself up to where he could sit on the side of the tub.  “Move your legs out now,” Rosa suggested, and Brian was soon sitting with his legs out of the tub.  Rosa raised the lid on the toilet.  “See if you can move over to sit on the toilet now,” Rosa told him.  “And in this house, we always sit down on the toilet.  We never stand!”  She picked up her newspaper to emphasize that point.

Brian carefully worked his way from sitting on the edge of the tub to sitting on the toilet. 

“Now push that thing of yours down and pee,” Rosa told him.

Brian did just that.  It was the first time he could remember peeing into a toilet in ages. 

When he was done, Rosa grabbed a towel and began drying him off.  When she was done, she grabbed both of his hands.  “Okay, let’s see if you can stand.”

Stand?  Brian let her pull on his arms, while he did his best to push with his legs.  There were several times when he almost made it, but he fell back again to sit on the toilet.  But with one final big pull from Rosa, he suddenly found himself fully on his feet for the fist time in…forever!  His balance wasn’t very good though and Rosa had to hold him up to keep him from falling. 

Very carefully, Rosa held him tightly while she led him out of the bathroom and into the guest bedroom.  She pulled the covers back on the bed and sat him down on the side of it.  Then she left him for a few minutes.  When she came back, she pulled a simple nightgown onto him.  She helped him to lay down in the bed and she pulled the covers over him again.  “Goodnight my angel,” she said softly.  “Wolf!  Out!”  She left him lying there.  She would have to see how he was in the morning.

Brian wasn’t sure what to make of it all.  Was she really letting him go?  Was he free from being a dog anymore?  Could it be true?  He could only hope.  But that piece of rolled up newspaper was still there, still on the nightstand next to his bed.  She still wasn’t letting him be completely human.  Why? 

For the first time in forever, he fell asleep in a bed.  His hands and his legs aching, His body automatically drawing itself up into the position he had been forced to sleep in for months now.  It was the only way he could be comfortable.

Rosa silently checked on him a number of times before she went to bed.  Each time, she had to pull Wolf out of the room.  But fortunately, she never woke him.  She was betting he needed sleep.  She wondered how it felt for him to sleep in a bed for a change.  She wondered how it felt for him to be able to stretch his legs out and move his hands again.  She wondered many things about him.  But it was time for his life as a dog to end. 

But it wasn’t all over yet!