Training with Wolfie - Chapter 6

Training With Wolfie

By Karen Singer

Chapter 6

     Once again Brian stared desperately at his telephone, and once again he watched as the minutes ticked by without a call.  His spirits sank lower than ever as the clock moved past the point where he knew the phone wouldn’t be ringing.  So when it did ring, his excitement suddenly soared.  He grabbed it quickly, and desperately said, “Hello?”

      “Brian!  Why aren’t you here yet?” Rosa’s voice lashed out over the phone. 

     He was actually shocked to hear her – already.  “I… I’ll be there…soon,” Brian replied hesitantly.

      “It better be soon!” Rosa replied, her voice full of steel.

     In a depressed fog, Brian went into his bedroom and removed his clothes.  He replaced them with…nothing.  Stark naked, he opened his back door and glanced around uncertainly.  But the only person he noticed was Mrs. Murphy, already out on her back porch, waiting for him impatiently.  Embarrassed as ever, he slipped out his door and ran to the fence where he dropped to his knees and crawled quickly toward her gate.  He just wanted to get into her backyard as fast as possible where there would be less chance of anyone seeing him.  He barely released the latch on the gate though when she was there, opening it for him and closing it again after him.  He started to crawl off toward the trees further back in her yard.

      “Stay!” her voice ordered quickly.

     He stopped right where he was and turned his head toward her, afraid that he knew why she had stopped him.  The sight of the tape in her hands let him know he was right.  With his heart hammering, he once again allowed her to tape his hands into uselessness…into…paws.  And once that was done, she again pulled the collar around his neck and buckled that in place as well.  While the collar wasn’t much, it served as a huge reminder to him of just what she was doing to him…turning him into a dog.  A damn dog!  And while she had specifically told him that there was a way out for him, he certainly couldn’t see it.  Especially since she had told him that she used to hurt men…professionally.  What kind of job would require her to do that?  Something for the CIA?  And then there was that friend of hers from last night.  That big guy…no…huge!  He was more than a bit frightening too.  A way out?  What way out?  It looked like she had the muscle to enforce whatever she wanted to do!  This was a nightmare there would be no waking up from.

     Rosa let her two “dogs” play together while she went into the house to handle the many little pieces of business her rental properties demanded.  There was always a list of repairs for her men to take care of and today was no exception.  And that didn’t even count her new property that was still being remodeled.  And of course, many of her tenants always waited respectfully until this time of day to call her with new problems.  She had enough business that she let the dogs be by themselves for most of the morning while she simply looked out the window once in a while to make sure “they” were behaving properly. 

     Rosa’s phone didn’t seem to want to stop ringing all morning, and all of it was business.  Well, some days were like that, unfortunately.  It wasn’t until nearly lunchtime when she had a chance to go out and put Brian and Wolfie through their training exercises.  When she did, she noticed that Brian did absolutely everything…satisfactorily, but that he was doing everything with an air of depression…resignation.  Well, that was fine.  She knew that he would be going thorough many different moods and reactions before this would be over.  But the one single reaction she wanted to see from him – rebellion enough to stand up to her – that one right now appeared to be the least likely thing she would ever see. 

     At lunchtime, she let Brian and Wolf back into the house where she threw them each one of the large dog treats.  She was interested to note that this time, Brian didn’t walk away from it.  He definitely wasn’t happy about it, but he eventually managed to get it between his “paws” and started gnawing at it.  It’s a good thing he did, because he had to learn that dogs didn’t get fed three meals a day.  This would be all he would get for lunch today.

     When lunch was over, she put both dogs through the few exercises she had been doing and finally shooed them both back out into the yard again. 

     Brian was hungry!  He had expected her to feed him something for lunch – other than the big dog treat.  But she hadn’t.  And now he was back out in the yard again.  What had happened?  More depressed than ever, he crawled out toward one of the trees he and Wolf had been playing around earlier.  Halfway there, he realized he needed to pee.  Without bothering to find something to lift his leg against, he simply let go right where he was.  Heck, it was just grass under him anyway.  But he felt a tiny bit of splatter against his naked legs as he did so.  To compensate, he spread his legs a bit wider and tried to push his back end down more toward the ground.  Much better!  He knew that Mrs. Murphy probably wouldn’t like that he didn’t lift his leg like he was supposed to, but she wasn’t around just then.  So tough!

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     Edward Tolliver crawled all over the dirty floor of his workshop.  He was totally engrossed in grabbing different rulers, and taking measurements, and recording notes.  He had tried to tie his ankles up to his massive thighs but his legs were so bulky he simply couldn’t do it.  He was wearing kneepads though because his knees couldn’t stand the strain of his weight against the hard floor.

     He was trying to measure the height difference between his backside and his shoulders.  He decided he needed a different ruler.  He quickly shifted his weight around toward the pile of implements on the floor behind him.  But as he did so, he noticed something different, something odd.  Something he hadn’t thought about before.  His hands.  They were not in the position that he had planned on keeping Brian’s hands – a position he wasn’t totally satisfied with because it presented one big problem for long term use.  This time, his hands were cupped and he was moving about on the pads at the ends of his fingers instead.  He stared at the position.  He moved his fingers in a bit more so they were closer together.  Instantly he saw the solution to his one major problem.  It was something new, something better!  It would certainly take a bit more work, but that didn’t bother him in the least.  It was…innovative!  And that excited him more than anything else!

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     Rosa pointed at the ground out in her yard.  “Sit!”  Brian sat.  She looked at Wolfie to give him the same command, but the big dog was already sitting.  Good enough!  She continued to put them through their paces.  But when she got to the part about “down,” Wolfie was once again being stubborn.  She finally had to go over and pull his front legs out to get him into position.  Damn dog!  Brian got two treats for doing it right while Wolf got none! 

     Rosa held her hand up.  “Stay…” she said to Brian.  “Stay…” she repeated to Wolf.  Then she backed away.  Brian stayed, which she expected, and so did Wolf, except that Wolf rolled over onto his side and started to ignore her.  The darn dog could be so frustrating!  She really needed help with him – from someone who knew what he was doing!  But unfortunately, she had entered Brian into the mix now. 

     She pulled a treat out of her box and threw it down in front of Brian.  She watched him look at it, totally surprised.  “I expect you to eat that!” she told him.  “Immediately!”

     Fearing her, Brian was forced to bend his neck down and retrieve the treat from the ground with his mouth…and eat it. 

     Rosa nodded satisfied.  She looked at Wolf.  “None for you this time.  You don’t deserve it!”  She turned and walked back to the house, but she could hear Wolfie let out a small grumble behind her.  The darn dog just didn’t want to cooperate sometimes!

     As she opened the door to go into her house, she heard her phone ringing again.  She had to hurry to answer it before it stopped ringing.  “Hello…” she said breathlessly.

      “Hi Rosa,” Connie’s voice came over the line.  “I hope I didn’t interrupt something.”

      “No, no.  I was just coming in from putting the dogs through their paces.”

     Connie giggled.  “So Brian still hasn’t decided to fight back?”

      “What do you think?” Rosa replied sarcastically.

      “I was wondering if you wanted to come over this afternoon so I can show you what they’re going to be working on.”

      “Oh Connie,” Rosa sighed.  “I’d love to. But this is one of those days where the phone hasn’t stopped ringing hardly at all.  Nothing but problems that I need to stay on top of.  If you’re just looking for a bit of company, you can come over here instead.”

     Connie considered that.  “I just might.  See you later?”

      “See you later,” Rosa repeated.  She had barely hung up her phone when it rang again.  More problems!

     A little while later, she heard Wolfie barking like crazy outside, alerting her that someone had just driven into the driveway.  She opened her front door and saw Connie just getting out of her car.  She held the door open for her friend.  The two spent a little while chatting in her living room – amid one or two phone interruptions.  Finally, Rosa invited Connie out to the porch for a few minutes. “I really need to put them through their exercise again.  This morning was mostly a disaster!”

      “Why?” Connie asked.  “Is Brian giving you any trouble?”

      “Brian?  Not one bit.  But Wolf is the most stubborn lazy dog I’ve ever seen!”

     Connie just laughed.  She wasn’t laughing though when she slipped out of the back door and had to push Wolf away a bit to keep him from jumping on her. 

      “I just don’t know what I’m going to do with that dog,” Rosa complained.  “I think I need help!  Professional help!”

     While Connie sat on the swing, Rosa again put both of her “dogs” through all the commands she had taught them so far.  And once again, Wolf was reluctant to lay down without being yelled at.  And just like before, as soon as Rosa said, “Stay…” he rolled over onto his side again.  “Darn dog!” Rosa muttered.  And once again, she threw a dog treat to Brian – and made sure he ate it, but Wolf got nothing. 

     She finally shooed them both off the deck again so she and Connie could talk a bit more.

      “I see what you mean about Wolf,” Connie said as Rosa sat down next to her.  “He’s not really being bad, he just doesn’t seem to care about paying attention as much.”

      “That’s pretty much it,” Rosa admitted.  “But there are other things too.  His insane barking when someone comes to the door can be a major problem.  I’ve been keeping them both outside all day just in case one of my workers needs to stop by.”

      “So are you going to finally enter him into an obedience class somewhere?” Connie asked.  “I think he needs it.”

      “Isn’t that the truth!” Rosa agreed.  “But I have Brian here now and he’s training too.”

      “So just take Wolf.  What you learn in class you can repeat at home with Brian.”

     Rosa thought about it. “No.  If this goes on much longer, then I want Brain to get treated exactly like Wolf.  All the time.”  She paused to consider something.  “I think it would be interesting…and would really mess with his mind if he had to go through a dog obedience class the same way Wolf would.”

     Connie giggled.  “That I’d love to see.  But where?”

      “I have no idea.  I seriously doubt I could do any such thing.”

      “Maybe you could hire a personal trainer.  At least then Wolf and Brian would get the same training.”

     Rosa thought about that.  She looked over at her friend.  “I actually like that idea…if we could find someone willing to take on a dog like Brian.”

      “True enough,” Connie replied.  “It was just a thought.” 

     The two of them watched as Brian and Wolf played out under one of the trees together.  Mostly, Wolf was all over Brian who wasn’t nearly as strong or nimble as the big dog. 

      “Oh my God!” Connie suddenly exclaimed.  “Is Wolf trying too…”

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     Brian tried crawling away, but every direction he tried to go, Wolf stayed right with him…and right on his back.  And then Brian suddenly felt something of Wolf’s trying to poke at his backside – again and again!  He wanted to yell at Wolf to stop, but instead, in his horror, he crawled forward again.  But Wolf was straddled over top of him and easily moved with him.  To get away, Brian finally rolled over on the ground, belly up!  Whew!  What was Wolf thinking?  He wasn’t a dog!  Well, not really.

     But Wolf was still in a playful mood and he now laid his big body down right on top of Brian’s naked stomach.  While Wolf felt nice and warm and his fur coat felt great against Brian’s skin, Wolf’s weight was a bit uncomfortable that way.  Wolf started licking Brian’s face playfully.  Brian tried to fight him off by turning his head to his side and putting his arms in the way, but Wolf always managed to find a way around his arms and the dog’s big tongue kept finding places on Brian’s face to lick.

     To get away, Brian rolled over again.  It wasn’t easy with Wolf’s weight on top of him, but he managed it.  But Wolf stayed right on top of him, and now that Brian’s backside was accessible again, moved himself back to where he could poke at Brian’s hind end with his sex tool.  To get away, Brian had to lift Wolf’s weight and his, then try to crawl desperately away, which of course didn’t work.  Especially since Brian was now in the position that Wolf wanted him in.  Again and again Wolf tried to enter Brian sexually.  He almost succeeded when Brian suddenly went down to the ground again and rolled over.  But the big dog was fixated now and wasn’t about to give up. 

     Rosa and Connie both stood at the deck railing, watching raptly as Brian and Wolf moved around the yard – together.  “Did he actually get him that time?” Connie asked.

      “I couldn’t tell,” Rosa replied. 

      “Has he done that before?”

      “Not that I’ve seen.  With Brian anyway.  I sometimes have a problem with Wolfie trying to hump my leg when I’m sitting in the house.”

      “All male dogs do that!” Connie said with some certainty. 

      “I know…all too well.” Rosa replied.  “I think I better put a stop to this.  Brian isn’t ready for this kind of thing.”  She walked over to the steps.  “Wolf!  Brian!”  Then she put her fingers to her mouth and let out a sharp whistle.  But Wolf was more intent on getting to Brian then he was interested in heeding Rosa’s call.  Rosa had to whistle again before the big dog finally gave up and trotted toward the porch steps. 

     This time, Rosa grabbed her box of treats and went down into the yard to work with Brian and Wolf.  “Sit!” she said to Wolf as she pointed at him.  She was glad to see that he sat, but Wolf’s eyes never left the box of treats in her hand.  It took a while for Brian to reach them.  He looked more than a bit frazzled.  Well, she could understand that.  “Sit!” she said to Brian.  For once, Wolf was a bit more cooperative as she had them each do the same old tired exercises.  This time Wolf got the same number of treats that Brian did.

     When she was done, Rosa went back to the swing to sit down and Wolf climbed up onto the deck and laid down.  Brian followed, but he hesitated about going anywhere near Wolf and started to head toward the opposite side of the deck. 

      “Brian,” Rosa suddenly said.  “Go lay down with Wolf!”

     Brian went, but he wasn’t happy about it.  At least Wolf wasn’t trying to mount him anymore – as if he were another dog – a female dog. 

      “That was better that time,” Connie said, referring to the training. 

      “Fortunately,” Rosa replied. 

     The two sat for a moment, mostly watching the two “dogs” laying next to each other on the deck.  “You know,” Connie said softly.  “I’m not all that crazy about the name Brian for a dog.”

     Rosa thought about that.  “Yeah.  I really need to change it I guess.  It wasn’t time before, but we may have reached that point now.”

      “So what are you going to call him?”

      “I have no idea.  Somehow Fido doesn’t quite suit him.”

      “I don’t know.  It would defiantly be a dog name.”

      “True, but it’s just not him.”

      “He’s not really a dog though,” Connie started to say.

     Rosa tried to stop Connie’s line of thought quickly.  “But…”

      “I know.  I know!” Connie replied.  “Hear me out.  What I was trying to say is that he’s more like a…I don’t know…maybe a parody of a dog.”

      “A what?”

      “Maybe more like…a clown.  You know?”

      “A clown?  Or a clown dog?”

      “Yeah.”

      “So?”

      “So how about more of a clown name?”

      “Like Bozo?”  Rosa considered that.  “That’s actually not too bad.  I almost like it.”

     Connie considered it too.  “Yeah, or maybe instead of exactly Bozo, you could change it a bit like… Bobo or something.”

      “Bobo?”  Rosa thought about that one.  “Bobo… It’s defiantly not a human name – that’s for sure!  And it does sort of sound a bit clownish.  I like it!” she suddenly declared.  She looked over at Brian.  “Bobo it is!  Here that…Bobo?”

     Wolf was sound asleep, but Brian had heard the entire conversation between Connie and Mrs. Murphy.  Bobo?  She was planning on calling him Bobo?  Talk about demeaning!  And as usual, he had no way to protest.  Not one way at all!  Bobo?

      “You know,” Connie said to Rosa.  “You should bring him to the club one night.”

      “To the club?”

      “Yeah!  And do it soon.  Kind of like, this is the before state of my project.  And then a few months from now – if he doesn’t figure out how to get out of this, bring him back again, as a finished state.  I’m sure everyone would be interested.”

     Rosa considered it.  “I’m sure they would.  But I haven’t been there in years now.  My membership lapsed a long time ago.”

      “You know they’d let you in, in a heartbeat!  Besides, if they don’t then you can come as my guest!” 

      “I don’t know…” Rosa replied.

      “Oh come on.  You know you miss it!  Wouldn’t it be fun to go and enjoy yourself again?”

      “I’m not in that business anymore.”

      “What does that matter?  Most everybody still remembers you.”

      “You think so?”

      “I know so!  Besides, I’ll bet that…Bobo over there, would find it most instructional!”

     Rosa thought about that fact.  “He certainly would!  But do I really need it?”

      “Just go for some fun!”

     Rosa nodded.  “Maybe!”

     Connie giggled.  “Saturday night!”

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     By the time Rosa finally let both dogs come in the house again, Brian was more than ready, if only because as evening started to descend, so did the temperatures.  With no fur coat like Wolf had, he was getting cold!  Not to mention that he was really hungry too.  No lunch!

     He was forced to endure eating another of the big dog treats while Mrs. Murphy ate her dinner.  His jaws were tired from chewing by the time he was done.  And fortunately, when his dog bowl of food was put down for him, it contained what appeared to be the same dinner that she had eaten, mashed up a bit of course.  Wolf came over again to see if he could steal some, but Brian kept his head firmly in the bowl and moved his body around to block Wolf before the big dog could even try.  He was amazed when Wolf got the message and gave up so quickly.  He ate the rest of his dinner much more leisurely, even allowing himself to grab a quick few licks from his water bowl before he had finished his food. 

     It was late when Rosa finally led him over to the gate and untapped his hands.  He crawled through the gate as fast as he could.  All he wanted was to get home and get some clothes on – and be normal again!  And he prayed hard for his phone to ring tomorrow morning!

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     Thursday morning, Brian’s phone did ring, but not until it was past time to get a call for a job.  And of course, it was Mrs. Murphy telling him to get over there.  Once again he was faced with spending another entire day living as a dog!  Ugh!  And as far as he could see, there was no way for him to get out of it, despite what she had told him.  He had now figured out that she must have done something for the CIA where she hurt men professionally.  Did she torture captured enemy spies or something?

     For Brian, the entire day was pretty much a copy of the day before.  For Rosa, it was much quieter.  Her phone didn’t ring with quite so many problems, and Connie didn’t call to talk either.  Since the weather was cooler, she let both Wolf and Brian spend more time inside.  Wolf, as usual, wandered continually around the house from spot to spot, finding a different place to lay down.  For some reason, Brian found an out of the way cubbyhole between one of her chairs and the wall where he seemed to spend all of his time – like a frightened rabbit in a hole.  Rosa wondered if he thought the chair would provide him some kind of cover? 

     The only thing all day that stood out was the phone call Rosa got from Edward Tolliver. 

      “Madam Rosa?”

      “Oh, Hello Mr. Tolliver.  How are you?”

      “Just fine, Madam.  I was wondering if you could find the time to come to my shop to look over some drawing’s I’ve done as a proposal for your…little project.”

      “Oh, already?”

      “I’m afraid you presented me with a bit of a challenge and I wound up having a bit of fun.  I did come up with one or two very interesting things though.  I think you’ll be pleased.”

     Rosa could practically hear the pride and excitement dripping from his voice.  “Now you’ve got me interested,” she replied.  She looked at her clock.  “It’s getting late in the afternoon though.  Would tomorrow morning be alright?  I can stop by while I’m running some other errands.”

      “That would be perfect!” Tolliver replied.  “See you then.”

     Rosa was curious.  What had Tolliver come up with now that could be so different?  She knew how good he was at his craft, so now her interest was thoroughly peeked.  Well, tomorrow she would find out.  She had no doubt she’d be committing an overly abundant amount of money for his services, but she also had no doubt that it would be worth it!