Tuesday, December 11, 2018

Training with Wolfie - Chapter 8 – Part 3 of 3


Training With Wolfie
By Karen Singer

Chapter 8 – Part 3 of 3

     “Madame Rosa!” the man behind the desk exclaimed as they entered the small entrance foyer.  “I heard you would be here tonight.  It’s good to see you again.”
      “Hi Henry,” Rosa replied to the rock of a man who guarded the club’s entrance.  “It’s good to be back again.”
      “Please sign our guest register,” Henry said.
     Still holding Bobo’s leash, Rosa grabbed the pen and signed her name.
      “And your slave?” Henry prompted.  Everyone had to be signed in and accounted for.
      “He’s not my slave,” Rosa replied.  “He’s my dog.”
     Henry wasn’t phased in the least.  He had seen it all…many times.  “Then would you also please sign your dog in as well.”
     Rosa only smiled as she put “Bobo” down on the register.  Connie signed in right after her and Henry wished them all a good time.
      “What would you like first?” Connie asked as they entered the club proper.
      “A good stiff drink!” Rosa replied.  “Something to dull the pain from this corset!”
     Brian stared wide-eyed around him as they headed through the crowded bar.  There were all kinds of…weird people there.  So many of them dressed in leather.  So many of them dressed – just plain strange.  Some were even naked!  And yes, he was sure of it…he wasn’t the only one here wearing a collar…or a leash for that matter.  But as far as he could see, he was the only one who had to behave like a stupid dog. 
     Rosa and Connie each ordered their drinks while Bobo sat silently beside them, still feeling totally embarrassed about being naked and acting like a dog – in public.  When their drinks arrived, Rosa asked the bartender, “Is there any way I can have a small bowl of water for my dog?  He’s very thirsty.”  It wasn’t the first time the bartender had received a request like that.  He simply nodded and a few minutes later handed over a small metal bowl full of water. 
     With the leash looped over her wrist, Rosa let Connie lead the way to one of the few empty tables.  As she set the bowl of water on the floor for Bobo, she leaned in close to his head and whispered, although her voice sounded more like hissing!  “I suggest you be a very good dog tonight.  Don’t let me catch you even coming close to doing anything not like a dog!  No matter what happens!”  Then she stood up again and took her seat at the table.
     Brian was still in shock over his entire strange situation.  And now she had just threatened him…again.  Nervously, he decided to do his best to behave just like she wanted.  She used to torture spies…professionally!  Fortunately, and strangely, the people in this oddball place didn’t act like he was that much of a big deal.  Yes, most of them were staring at him…more than a few unbelievingly.  But nobody had yet to say anything at all about the way she was treating him.  Not wanting any water, he sat…like a dog, while Rosa and Connie seemed to ignore him…like a dog.
      “Rosa!  It’s good to see you again,” a man said as he walked up to the table.  “And Connie, you’re looking as wonderful as ever!”
      “Ah, George!  A face I finally know!  How are you?” Rosa replied.
     As the people talked at the table above him, Brian took the time to check the guy out.  He was dressed rather – normally!  In fact, the only strange thing about him, wasn’t exactly him.  It was the woman who stood silently behind him, staring at the floor and occasionally sending small glances in his direction.  And she was wearing a collar too! 
      “You’ll forgive me for saying this,” George said to Rosa, “but I’m surprised to see you here.  I heard you had retired – completely.  And now you’re back, and with a new slave I see”
     Rosa shook her head.  “He’s not my slave.  He’s my dog!  George, this is Bobo.  Go ahead and pet him.  He doesn’t bite…yet.”
      “Your dog?  How…interesting,” George replied as he stared at Brian.  He leaned down and pet Brian’s head for a moment.  Then he turned to the silent woman behind him.  He pointed at the floor.  “Down!” he ordered.  “You can keep the dog company while we talk.”
     Very quickly, Brian found himself no longer alone on the floor.  But now he was sitting there naked, while this beautiful woman was sitting right next to him.  And he wasn’t sure what to make of it!
      “Go ahead and pet him if you like,” Rosa said to the woman on the floor.  “And talk to him too.  I’m sure he’ll appreciate the attention.”  She quickly looked up at George.  “That is, if you don’t mind.”
     George only shrugged as if he didn’t care.  “As long as she doesn’t bother us,” he replied as he pulled out another chair and sat down.
     Brian soon felt the woman’s soft feminine fingers running through his hair, over and over again.  Then her hands wandered further down his back, rubbing him ever so gently.  Further and further down…almost to his backside that he was sitting on.  Despite the situation, he couldn’t help but be turned on by her attention.
      “So you’re supposed to be a dog?” she whispered so softly he could barely hear her.
     Did she expect him to answer?  Was he supposed to answer?  Mrs. Murphy had warned him in no uncertain terms that he couldn’t do anything at all not like a dog.  And he had no doubt he would get seriously hurt if he did, so he remained silent as she continued to stroke him.  Unfortunately, the more she touched him, the more his embarrassing situation got even more embarrassing as his naked penis started to grow.  And no matter how he willed it not to, it seemed to have a life of its own.
      “Did you hear me?” the woman whispered just a little bit louder.  “So you’re a dog tonight?  Do you like being a dog?”
     Brian’s mind was torn between her question and his “growing embarrassment.”  And he had no way to reply to the woman’s question.  Maybe he should lay down instead of sitting up.  That would at least hide what was happening to his penis.  He started to move his legs forward so he could lay on his stomach, but he didn’t get far before he heard Rosa’s stern voice. 
      “Answer her, Bobo,” she said.  She turned to the girl on the floor.  “He’s really very smart.  “Speak, Bobo!” 
     But Brian couldn’t find the courage to do what she wanted.  Not here, not in public!
      “Bobo!  Speak!” Rosa commanded more sternly. 
     And before he knew he had done it, Brian barked like he usually did in their training sessions. 
      “Good boy, Bobo,” Rosa praised.  She held out her hand.  “Shake…”  Brian raised his paw and let her shake it up and down a few times.  Rosa held her hand out flat.  “Bobo…down,” she said, drawing the word out a little like she usually did.  Brian let himself down onto his stomach – which was the position he was trying to get into earlier to hide what was happening from the woman’s touch.  “Good boy,” Rosa praised again.  “Bobo, sit!”  As much as Brian hated doing it, he forced himself back to his dog sitting position – where his embarrassing situation could be more clearly seen.  Rosa ruffled the hair on his head.  “See, he’s a smart one.  Good dog, Bobo.”
     Brian was glad for the praise…sort of.  But he was more worried about what to do about his still mostly stiff penis.  But at least her little trick demonstration had made it go down…a little bit.  Now if it would just disappear altogether.  He wished he, himself, could disappear as well.  Unfortunately, he was still tethered to the leash in her hand. 
     Brian saw the woman next to him looking up at the man.  Then she started pointing at his still erect penis. 
      “Yes, I see it,” the man said.  “He turned to Rosa.  “You’re…um…dog seems to be rather, enjoying this situation in an unexpected way.”
     Rosa looked back down at Bobo.  “Yes he is.  Sorry about that, but you know how these male dogs can be sometimes.  They get all hard at the worst times!”
     George nodded at the woman on the floor.  “If you like, she can take care of that little problem for you.”
     Take care of it?  Brian was suddenly nervous, mostly now because his embarrassment had become the topic of their conversation.  And he couldn’t even hide it!
     Rosa looked down at the two of them while she considered the question.  “That depends,” she replied.  “Does she mind sucking off a dog?”
      “That isn’t her decision,” George replied.  “If I tell her to do it, she’ll do it.  But I think in this case especially, she’ll have no problem at all.”
     Rosa considered that.  “Very well.”  She turned to Brian.  “Bobo, lay down…on your side.”  She looked up at George.  “He can’t lay on his back as well, so this position will have to do.” 
     George didn’t reply to Rosa, instead he turned to the woman.  “Go ahead, enjoy yourself.”
     Before Brian knew what was happening, the woman had her head stuck not only into his crotch, but her mouth was engulfing his entire swollen penis.  And her tongue….  It was like nothing he had ever felt in his life!  He wanted to scream, he wanted to shout, but his wide eyes were locked onto the look that Mrs. Murphy was leveling at him, and even in this situation, he knew she wasn’t going to let him behave like anything but a dog!  But oh man…heaven!!!
      “Don’t let him cum dear,” Rosa suddenly said.  “I’d like you to stop just before that.”
     Brian, his penis still buried deep in the woman’s mouth, felt her stop and nod her head a little, then she went right back to doing what she was doing.  He quickly felt his orgasm building, closer and closer, faster and faster and…and she was suddenly gone.  Her mouth totally removed.  She wasn’t even touching him.  He wanted so badly to howl in frustration…like a dog.  But he stayed silent…and shocked.
      “If he’s a good dog all night, then maybe later you can finish what you started,” Rosa told the woman. 
     The woman just smiled and looked back at the floor.
      “Don’t forget your water,” Rosa said to Bobo.  “You may be grateful for that little drink later.”
     Hating life and everything in it, Brian rolled over on his stomach, on top of his raging penis, and started licking at the bowl of water in front of him.  The woman again sat petting his head as he drank.

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     The staircase down to the “dungeon” was long and steep, but fortunately Rosa kept a tight hold on his leash and didn’t push him to go any faster than he was able.  Just the word dungeon brought up so many frightening images to Brian’s mind, images that all seemed tame by the time they actually got there and looked around.  The sound of painful screaming had reached his ears at the top of the staircase.  The occasional loud sharp cracking sounds reached him a few steps later.
     Brian couldn’t believe what he was seeing, there were men…and women too, chained and bound to the most hellish looking torture equipment he could imagine.  And it looked like there were more than he would have imagined. 
     Crack!  The sound turned his head quickly.  He saw a man wielding a…whip of some sort against the back of some poor naked woman.  Her cries of anguish sent fear all through Brian’s own body.  He tried to hold back, but Rosa kept moving, kept forcing him to follow her.
      “Rosa!  There you are!”
      “Ella!” Rosa replied happily.  “I was hoping I would see you here.”
      “I heard you were going to be here tonight,” Ella replied.  “I’m so glad to see you!”  She turned to the man who was stretched out, chained to a giant “X” made of heavy looking wood.  “I’ve been saving this one – just for you.  Kind of a welcome back present.”  She looked down.  “But I see you’ve already got your own slave.”
     Once again, Rosa had to explain.  “He’s not my slave.  He’s my dog.  This is Bobo.”
     Brian didn’t know whether to sit or try to run under the woman’s scrutiny.  “How delightful.  And you said you retired.  I knew it wasn’t true!”
      “It is true.  This just…came along.”
      “So my little welcome back present won’t be going to waste?” Ella asked.
      “To be honest,” Rosa replied, “this corset is so uncomfortably tight, that I’d really like to take my frustrations out somewhere.”
     Ella laughed and just pointed at the man chained to the large “X.”  “Enjoy yourself dear.  And don’t be afraid.  That one really needs a good beating!”
     Brian was forced to follow Rosa over to a wall that was covered with all too many things he didn’t recognize – and didn’t want to recognize.  Implements of torture was the only way his mind could categorize them.  There appeared to be more on some shelves nearby.  They were ugly things – all of them.  He watched as she selected something long from the wall, swung it a few times, then put it back and selected something else.  Eventually, she seemed happy with what she had chosen. 
     She started back toward the chained man, then stopped and turned around again.  She hung the leash over a hook on the wall with some coats…and walked off again.  Brian started to follow her, but he was immediately brought up short by his leash.  It was hung on the hook where he couldn’t reach it…as if he had hands anymore.  He was forced to stay right where he was and just watch.  He found that he could just lay down if he wanted to, but the leash was hooked high enough that it pulled a little too tightly on his collar.  His best position was to sit – as usual, like a dog. 
     He watched as she talked briefly to the man attached to the big “X”.  Then she seemed to yell at him.  And all too suddenly she swung at him with whatever it was that she was holding…some kind of a whip, he guessed.  Brian actually let out a little yip of terror as the man on the cross screamed in pain and a large red welt appeared on his back.  And then she hit him again!  Torture indeed!  He saw her talking to the man again…perhaps asking him to spill whatever information he knew?  But somehow, he knew that this man wasn’t a spy.  None of them were.  This place was…something else.  Something weird.  Something…mad!  Something…deranged!
     He looked around the room and finally realized that all the people being tortured were doing it willingly – he thought.  Talk about weird!  Why would anyone do such a thing?  But spies or not, one thing was perfectly clear to him – she did hurt men!  In fact, it looked like she liked to hurt men.  And…she seemed all too good at it.  And now that he was seeing it for himself, the reality of it became all that much clearer.  The simple beatings she had given him in the past were nothing compared to what she was capable of doing…compared to what she probably usually did.  And his fear of her grew that much more. 
     Leashed to the wall…just as much as all those other people were chained or tied to other things, he was forced to sit and watch everything that went on in that room…that dungeon.  And they were all frightening things.  Distressing things.  Horrible things.  Things he wanted no part of.  Yet he was there, trapped whether her liked it or not. 
     He saw so much bleeding.  He saw so much pain.  He heard so many screams.  He heard so much crying.  And he witnessed so much cruelty.  All of it made his own plight look almost easy.  He didn’t want to imagine what the others were going through. 
     Their stay in the dungeon seemed to go on forever.  He watched his landlord whip another man after Connie had tortured two.  And finally, she came back and picked up his leash again.  She pet his head.  “You’ve been such a good boy, Bobo,” she praised.  Then she led the way back up the stairs – finally.  And back into the bar again where she and Connie ordered another drink. 
     As he sat on the floor next to her, his eyes kept scanning the room for any sight of that strange woman.  Mrs. Murphy had said that if he was a good dog she would let her finish what she had started earlier.  He wasn’t sure if he should want that or not after what he had just witnessed, but he did.  It had been the most amazing feeling ever!  But the two women finished their drinks and got up from the table, and his leash made him follow them out the door.  The naked woman had never shown up again. 
     Once again, Rosa took him to the little grass strip to relieve himself before getting back into the car.  This time, he lifted his leg and went against the back of the bench instead of being forced to do it out at the very curb of the road.  And fortunately, after that, he was put back in her car, hidden from sight. 
     The long ride home gave him plenty of time to reflect on what he had witnessed earlier.  He didn’t want to reflect on it, but the images wouldn’t leave his mind.  He only knew that he had feared her before, and now he feared her even more.  She used to hurt men – professionally.  And that reality was now all too clear to him. 
     His leash wasn’t removed until they were finally home, finally back in the house.  And then he was sent out back with Wolf almost immediately.  A short while later, they were back inside again.  She had changed out of her outfit into her nightgown.  He was ready for bed himself.  A proper bed instead of the floor.  But when he got to her room, he got a shock.  There was a large cage against the wall of her room that hadn’t been there before – a dog cage he realized.  One built for a dog Wolf’s size. 
      “I’m afraid you’ll have to sleep in the cage for now,” she told him.  “We can’t have you wandering all over the house at night when I don’t know where you are or what you’re up to.  So for now, I’m afraid it’s the cage.”
     He held back, but she grabbed his collar and pulled him toward it.  But as much as he held back, he didn’t dare hold back much.  He had seen what she was capable of doing and it was all too fresh in his mind.  And before he knew it, he was squeezing in through the door of the cage – into a world of horror. 
     Once he had passed mostly in, only then did she remove his leg bindings and remove the knee pads.  Then she pushed him the rest of the way in and closed the door. 
     Brian looked around him and felt a wave of panic.  He was in a cage!  With bars!  And there was no way out.  He was trapped…like a criminal…no, more like an animal.  At least the bottom had an old blanket of some sort for him to lay on.  But stretching out was clearly impossible.  The cage was a little longer than it was wide, and he had just enough room to turn around in the thing.  But that’s about all he could do there.
     Wolf came over and stuck his nose against the outside of the cage near his head.  His long tongue found its way between the bars and managed to just lick Brian’s face.  Brian appreciated the affection.  He had no doubt that sometime in the past Wolf had experienced being cooped up in the cage too.
     He laid down because there was no other option.  His body was all scrunched up, but that was the only position the tight confines of the cage would allow him.  With his mind still locked on the horror of the cage he was now stuck in, and the horror of what he had witnessed earlier in the dungeon, and the horror of what she was doing to him every day…he closed his eyes and did his best to go to sleep.
     And in the dark of the night, even confined and as miserable as he was, his mind and body remembered the strange woman and what she had done to him.  And that too was like another horror.  Because being in the same room with Mrs. Murphy all night, he was too afraid to do anything about it.

Friday, December 7, 2018

Training with Wolfie - Chapter 8 – Part 2 of 3


Training With Wolfie
By Karen Singer

Chapter 8 – Part 2 of 3

     Rosa didn’t bind Brian’s legs up at all during the afternoon, but she did send both dogs out into the yard to get some fresh air.  She went out twice during the afternoon to practice the same old tired commands with them, noting as she did so that Brian was doing better than Wolf with some of them – particularly with laying down.  Wolf was still all too prone to being lazy and uninterested in anything except more treats. 
     Late in the afternoon though, she brought her dogs back in the house and started running the water in her bathtub.  Wolf promptly disappeared as soon as the tub water started.  Since she was obviously going to take a bath, Brian went out to the kitchen with Wolf.  But he was surprised a short while later when Rosa came out to the kitchen – totally stark naked!  Not even wearing the panties she had worn earlier.  Nothing at all! 
      “Come Bobo,” she called pleasantly, as if she were going to give him some kind of big treat.
     Since she sounded so happy, Brian got up and crawled to her…only to have her grab his collar.  “It’s bath time, puppy,” she said as she pulled him toward her waiting tub.
     Bath time?  Brian crawled along beside her, but her grip on his collar never loosened so she was partially dragging him.  Once in the bathroom she pulled him right into the tub while she stayed dry on the outside. 
      “That was a whole lot easier to do with you than when I have to fight with Wolf,” she declared as she picked up a bottle from the side of the tub. 
     The water was warm, but not hot.  Comfortable really.  But all of a sudden, he felt something cold being poured on his back as whatever was in the bottle got dumped out onto him.  A minute later, she was lathering up his entire body with the suds from the dog cleaning soap she had poured out onto him.  He was totally shocked at this new outrage from the way she was touching him – all over.  She acted like she didn’t care at all about anything of his that she was – touching…scrubbing really.  But it was outrageous just the same!  And once again he realized that she was only treating him like…a dog.  Just like a dog.  As if…he really was a dog.  It was so…demeaning!  So horribly demeaning!  All of it!
     Once she had cleaned him and dried him off a bit too thoroughly, she wrapped a robe around herself and let both dogs back outside again.  “Hurry up and do your business,” she told him.  “And try not to get too dirty now.”
     Do his business?  But he realized that after his bath, he did need to pee.  He crawled down off of the deck and worked his way over to one of his usual places.  He spread his legs and started to hunch his back down. 
      “No, no, no!” Rosa yelled.  “What do you think you’re doing?  You know better than to do that!”
     Brian quickly stopped himself from peeing and crawled as fast as he could for the nearest tree, where he lifted his leg to let loose – dog style.  First the demeaning bath, now this!  And there was no way out!  Not any way that he could see – even though she had said there was a way.  And now that he had seen her as she used to torture spies, he was more scared of her than ever!
     As soon as both he and Wolf were finished, Rosa called both dogs back in the house again – mostly so that Brian wouldn’t get too dirty before they went out later.

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     Diner was great!  Well, it tasted good anyway, even if he did have to eat it like a dog…from his dog dish.  Chicken!  And it was mixed with string beans and mashed potatoes.  Yum, yum!  Even if he did have to eat it like a dog.  Of course, he was so hungry that almost anything would have tasted great.
     After dinner, he and Wolf got let back out to “do their business” again.  Then they were brought back into the house almost immediately.  And right after that, Brian watched as she again undressed completely – right in front of him, before she went in and took her own bath. 
     Rosa’s phone rang a little after seven o’clock.  “Am I going to be able to get in this time?” Connie’s voice asked.  “I’m almost there.”
      “I’ll put the dogs out back until you get in,” Rosa replied.  As soon as she hung up the phone, she shooed both dogs back out into the yard – where Wolf started barking frantically the moment he heard Connie’s car pull into the driveway.
      “I still feel like he wants to eat me,” Connie said as she entered the house.  “Overall, I think I like Bobo better.  He at least doesn’t scare me.”
      “Yeah, that’s the trouble with those two.  One is too aggressive, and the other doesn’t have the nerve of a chicken!  Sometimes I wish I could knock the two of them together and create one perfect…something!”
     Connie nodded.  “Something in the middle would be better for both of them.  Ready to get dressed?”
      “Can you help me move something up from the basement first?  It’s a bit heavy.”
      “Sure,” Connie replied.  “No problem.”

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     Brian had expected to get let back into the house fairly soon, but it seemed like she was going to keep him and Wolf outside for a while again.  Wolf was laying down on the porch, so he did the same, staying close to the big dog’s fur coat.  It was a while before the back door finally opened and he and Wolf got let back into the house.  Wolf hurried in anxiously, knowing that someone was there.  Brian followed much more slowly.  He knew who the visitor was. Or so he hoped. 
     He saw Rosa dressed in her spy torturing outfit again.  Only her whip was missing.  She looked – strange.  And dare he think it…kind of sexy.   But then, who was he to judge what was sexy and what wasn’t.  He had barely dated any girls in his life.  Getting to see her naked earlier was something he had never in his life seen before – a naked woman! 
     He noticed now that Connie was dressed similar to Mrs. Murphy, except that Connie was dressed mostly in black and red leather.  Did she torture spies too?  Were there that many spies around? 
     The moment that Wolf finally accepted that it was Connie in the house and left her alone, Rosa grabbed Brian’s knee pads and straps and once again bound up his legs. 
      “All ready?” Connie asked. 
      “Just one other thing,” Rosa replied.  She went to the back door and grabbed Wolf’s leash from where she kept it hung on a hook.  Before Brian knew what was happening, that leash was again firmly attached to his collar.  “Now we’re ready,” Rosa said as she started pulling Brian toward the door.
     Brian realized they were leaving – with him!  He tried to hold back, to not go, but she was pulling so hard, choking him…and she scared him so much…they both scared him so much!  Little by little, they dragged him right out through the front door – total naked except for his knee pads.  They dragged him down the steps and over to Rosa’s small SUV.  Connie opened the back door and Brian did his best to hurry into the car – where he would at least be out of sight.  Getting into the car wasn’t easy with his legs bound up, but he was so scared of being outside like he was that he was very motivated to get inside – where he huddled on the floor, totally miserable, totally scared.  Rosa threw her end of the leash in with him and Connie closed the door.  All Brian could think about was what was going to happen when they got to wherever they were going…wherever that was.
      “You may as well climb up on the seat and get comfortable, Bobo,” Rosa called to him as she pulled out of her driveway.  “We have a long way to go.”
     But Brian was too scared to climb up onto the back seat.  There was too much chance that someone might see him there.
     All the way to the club, Rosa and Connie talked about this and that, but the primary thing on Rosa’s mind was whether or not this experience would bring out the courage in Brian to fight back.  Because if this didn’t do it, she didn’t know what would.  And despite the money she had already committed to Tolliver’s little creations, she would still rather see Brian get a bit of backbone.  If he didn’t, it wouldn’t be backbone that he would get…but some kind of a dog bone to chew on instead.
     Their conversation lagged as they finally got to the club and started driving around the crowded parking lot nearby.  “There’s a space!” Connie exclaimed as she finally spotted an opening between cars.  Rosa carefully pulled her small SUV in and turned off her engine.  In the back seat, Brian was more scared than ever.  What would happen now?
     Rosa opened the back door and saw Brian still on the floor of the car, still in the same position he had been in when they left her house.  He was obviously scared.  Well, that was probably a good thing.  She grabbed the end of his leash and pulled.  “Come on, Bobo.  We’re here.  Time to get out.”
     But Brian didn’t want to get out.  He was too scared.  He felt her pulling on his leash, choking him.  The pressure made him back up a little, but he still didn’t want to get out.
      “Bobo!” Rosa yelled.  “Out!  Now!  Don’t make me have to beat you again!”
     Beat him?  Yes, she would.  Horribly.  He could just picture it in his mind…the same way she tortured spies.  He turned his head to look back at her and felt her pulling harder on his leash. 
      “Do you want me to open the other door?” Connie asked.  “Then you can just push him out while I pull.”
     Brian realized he wasn’t going to have a choice about getting out – like it or not.  He looked back one more time, then moved backwards, a bit.
      “No,” Rosa replied.  “I think he’s coming now.”
     Slowly, Brian backed up more.  Getting out of the car backwards was harder than getting into it.  But as his back leg was trying to find the ground, he felt her grab his body and pull him.  A moment later, he was outside…somewhere…somewhere where there were a lot of cars.  And he was totally naked.  And he was…behaving like…a dog.  In public!  He couldn’t help it, he let out a small whimper. 
     Holding his leash up tightly, Rosa locked the car the moment Connie closed the rear door for her.  “This way, Bobo,” she said as soon as she had put her keys back into her purse. 
      “Where are you going?” Connie asked, seeing the direction Rosa was heading.  “The club’s the other way.”
      “There’s some grass up here at the edge of the parking lot,” Rosa replied.  “After that car ride, I figure I better walk him a bit before we go inside.”
     Connie giggled and joined her as they entered the grass patch.
      “Okay, Bobo,” Rosa said as they walked slowly along the narrow strip of green, “do your thing.  I don’t want to have to take you out later while we’re in there.”
     Brian was shocked beyond belief!  She actually wanted him to….  Out here?  Out by the road where there were cars driving by?  If it wasn’t for the leash pulling tightly on his neck, he would have crawled back to the car already!  But the darn leash didn’t let him go anywhere she didn’t want him to.  And with no hands and only half of his legs, there was little he could do but go wherever she wanted.  But this?  Pee like a dog where everyone could see him?
      “There Bobo,” Rosa said.  “There’s a nice bench up ahead.  Try sniffing that and see if it’s a good place for you to go.”
     Connie giggled again.  “Looks like a perfect place to me.”
     Brian looked.  There was an old bench up ahead bordering the sidewalk.  Maybe he could hide behind it so the cars that drove by occasionally couldn’t see him.  As they approached, he pulled harder on his leash so that he could get all the way behind it and out of sight – relatively.  But they barely got to the bench when she pulled back hard and he was stopped right at the edge of it.
      “Try sniffing there, Bobo,” Rosa said.  “See if it’s a good place for you to go.”
     Sniff it?  He didn’t want to sniff the leg of some old dirty bench.  But she wasn’t letting him go any further to get out of sight, so he lowered his head and sniffed the leg a little.  Yuck!  It smelled horrible.  Like other dogs had peed on it before.  He pulled his head away and tried to pull on his leash again.
      “No good?” Rosa asked.  “Okay, we’ll try the other side.”  She let him crawl forward toward the other end of the bench.  But when he got to the middle, he stopped as if he didn’t want to go any further.  No, she wasn’t going to let him hide here behind the bench.  Sometimes a leash can be the perfect tool.  All she had to do was pull on it and he was forced to follow her to the far end of the bench.  “Try sniffing that leg instead,” Rosa suggested. 
     Brian sniffed it.  It smelled exactly like the first one he had smelled – awful!  He lifted his head and looked at her.  At least from where he was he was still hidden from view by the bench.  Could he stay here?
      “I think he’s shy about it,” Connie suggested.
     Rosa looked at her.  “I think you’re right!”  She looked around and spotted…perfect!  She pulled on the leash again.  “This way Bobo.”
     Brian was dragged along with her – like it or not.  Out from behind the bench, out to the sidewalk in front of the bench, out to the edge of the road!  She stopped right next to a road sign sticking out of the concrete next to the curb.  “I think this is the perfect place, Bobo.  You had your chances back there, so now we’ll just wait here until you pee against that sign.”
     Brian couldn’t believe it.  He noticed now that several of the cars that drove by were slowing down so they could see him better.  She had absolutely no heart!  She was merciless!  But then, she also used to torture spies for a living!
      “The longer you take, the longer we’re going to be here,” Rosa added.  “I suggest you start sniffing again.  Hopefully, it will inspire you.”  She heard Connie giggling again at her words.
     Once again, Brian had no choice.  He lowered his head and sniffed the sign post.  He couldn’t tell what he smelled.  Nothing he had ever smelled before, that was for sure. 
      “Now lift your leg and do your business,” Rosa prompted. 
     Hating himself…hating her…hating life, Brian crawled a bit further forward and somehow managed to lift his leg.  A car driving by on the other side of the road pulled almost to a stop.  Peeing wasn’t easy, but somehow, he forced it out.  Another car coming from the other direction stopped too.  Brian was so embarrassed.  He finally lowered his leg.
      “See now, that wasn’t so bad, was it?” Rosa said as she turned back in the direction of the club.  “Next time it will be that much easier for you.”
     Brian seriously hoped there would never be a next time.
      “If you need to do anything else, Bobo,” Rosa said as they walked back along the small patch of grass, “Now’s the time to do it.”  Brian just kept crawling forward – back toward the cars.  Unfortunately, they weren’t going back to the car.
     With Rosa on one side of him firmly holding his leash, and Connie bordering his other side, Brian crawled along the sidewalk toward the lighted entrance ahead.  When they reached the steps, they turned and made their way up them.  Connie held the door open and Rosa led Bobo inside.