Training with Wolfie - Chapter 10 Part 1 of 2

Training With Wolfie

By Karen Singer

Chapter 10 Part 1 of 2

                         

     Ring!  Please, please, please, please ring!  It was Monday morning, and Brian stared desperately at his stupid silent telephone.  Once again, it remained totally quiet.  No calls.  And then it rang.  He desperately grabbed the receiver so fast, he smacked his head with the thing when he brought it to his ear.  “Hello?”

      “Brian!  Where are you?  If you’re not going to work, then it’s way past time that you should be here.”

     What?  He glanced up at his clock.  It was past time.  He hadn’t even been watching the clock.  “Okay,” he said despondently.  “I’ll be there.”

      “Brian!”

      “Yes?”

      “How about your rent?  Can you pay it?”

      “Uh…I don’t know yet.  I haven’t been able to check my bank account to see how much I got paid. 

      “Then stay there and find out.  Phone me as soon as you know.  Don’t come over and try to tell me anything, I won’t be able to understand what you’re barking about.”

     Ugh!  Brian was about to tell her he would, but his phone line had gone dead already. 

     He didn’t have a computer like other people where he could check his bank balance.  He didn’t have a cell phone either.  Just the old fashioned landline telephone that was cheaper than owning a cell phone – or a computer.  Those were just things he couldn’t afford.  Now the question was, could he afford his rent?  He picked up his phone and dialed the bank.  He didn’t need to talk to anyone, in fact, he was happier not talking to anyone.  He went through the easy automated menu options and soon had his new bank balance.  Yes, his latest paycheck had gone into his account early that morning.  But as he had guessed, he hadn’t worked nearly enough to pay his rent…or much else either.  He was in big trouble!  Why didn’t the schools call him like they did other substitute teachers?  Why?

     His spirits even lower than that had been when he realized he wasn’t going to get a call for work again, he phoned Rosa.

      “Hello?” Rosa said, hoping it was Brian calling.

      “Um…I don’t have enough…yet!” Brian told her.

      “For your rent?”

      “No.  Not yet.  I’ll…have to wait until my next paycheck.

      “Brian…that will be in two weeks.  You’ll owe me another late fee again.”

      “I know,” Brian replied, feeling truly sorry for himself. 

     Rosa had been betting he wouldn’t be able to pay his rent – as little as she charged him.  In fact, most months, he was late and had to pay the late fee.  She was also betting that since school would be out in a few weeks, that most regular teachers would be making an extra effort to be there every day, which would mean that Brian would probably have even less of a chance to get called to teach. 

      “Very well, Brian,” she said.  “Put it out of your mind and don’t worry about it right now.  Just get your naked butt over here right away.  Wolfie missed you last night.” 

     She hung up on him.  The truth was, she had given up on expecting any kind of rent from him for some time now.  And with what she was forcing him to do, something that he very much didn’t want, she really didn’t care about getting any rent from him.  But there was no use going all light and easy on him and letting him know that.  She wasn’t the kind of person to go light and easy on anyone.  She never had been, and she didn’t have any plans to change.

     She grabbed her roll of duct tape and Bobo’s collar and headed outside.  Wolf saw her with the collar and immediately bounded down the steps.  She was halfway to the gate when she saw Brian’s back door open.  He hurried out, obviously still embarrassed to be naked outside.  He was on his hands and knees before he reached the fence.  She held the gate for him, and closed it after he came through.  Wolfie was all over him, jumping on him and licking him.  Two minutes later, his hands were bound and his collar was in place.  She let her two dogs play together while she went back into the house to check on business. 

     Brian wasn’t going to be able to pay his rent…which was something she expected.  But because of that…or maybe not because of that…she had been considering something else for him since early this morning.  The only question was, should she?  It was another of those pesky moral decisions, most of which she tossed the moral part right out the window when it came to Brian’s training.  It was another thing she would have to think about concerning him.  One thing…among many.  Decisions, decisions, decisions.

     The only decision she wasn’t worried about with him, was putting his tongue to work later on her very tender sweet spot.  He had a long way to go with that kind of training yet, but she was very much looking forward to teaching him.

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     On Tuesday morning, Brian nervously watched his telephone.  Once again it was giving him the silent treatment.  Why wouldn’t they call him?  He needed a call to work.  He needed money.  He needed…a new life!  But the only new life he seemed to be heading for, was the life of a dog!  A total dog!  Because that’s what his landlord was turning him into, and she wasn’t making any apologies for it at all. 

     Once again his mind remembered the tortuous whippings he had seen in that dungeon place.  She had seriously hurt man after man.  They had all left with bleeding, scared backs.  They had all been put through serious pain…and as far as he knew, Rosa had no reason to hate any of them.  What would she do to him if he made her angry?  He didn’t want to think about that, but those images of the men getting whipped nearly to death once again swam before his eyes. 

     He glanced at his cock, and his spirits fell.  He knew that once again he wouldn’t get a call.  And when his phone did ring, he knew who was calling.  Five minutes later, dressed in absolutely nothing at all, he crawled through her gate, let her tape his hands into uselessness, and put that darn dog collar around his neck.  He was Bobo again.  A dog!

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     Rosa let her two dogs play for a little while before she grabbed her box of dog treats.  She put both of her “animals” through the same old tired commands.  Once again, Bobo behaved perfectly, and Wolf was annoyingly lazy.  What was she going to do with the big dog?  She really needed to find some kind of help for him, but now that Bobo was in the picture, that kind of help was out.  Maybe she should buy herself a book about dog training.  Yes, that sounded like a very good idea! 

     With her training exercises done, she brought both dogs into the house.  Her landscaper was coming later that morning to cut her lawn and the lawn at Brian’s house.  She didn’t need him to be faced with trying to cut the grass with Wolf in the backyard.  She briefly wondered what he would think if he saw Bobo there too.  That made her chuckle.  

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     Wolf suddenly went crazy, barking and clawing at the front door. 

      “Wolf!  Stop it!” Rosa ordered.  She glanced through the window and saw her landscaper in her driveway.  She grabbed Wolf’s collar and pulled him away from the door.  “Stop it!” she yelled at her big dog.  But Wolf had no intention of stopping.  He tried lunging and pulling away from her, still barking ferociously at the door.  “Stop it!” she ordered again.

     Wolf finally stopped trying to get at the door.  He barked a few more times, then stood there listening.  Rosa finally let go of his collar.  Whew!  Then the sound of the riding lawn mower started outside and Wolf started his barking all over again.  “Wolf!  Stop it!”  It was a good five minutes before Wolf even came close to settling down.  As many times as he had heard the lawnmower outside, he had never gotten used to it.

     With Wolf somewhat calmer, she went looking for Bobo.  Once again he had disappeared the moment Wolf had started barking.  No surprise, she found him huddled on the other side of her bed.  She left him there.  He was a dog.  He could wander around the inside of her house wherever he wanted.  Let him…as long as he behaved like a dog!

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     It was late in the afternoon when Rosa’s phone rang.  The grass had been cut and both Wolfie and Bobo were outside playing.  “Hello?” she said as she answered her phone.

      “Madam Rosa,” Edward Tolliver’s voice came pleasantly over the line.  “How are you?”

      “I’m good Edward, and you?” Rosa replied.  Edward’s pleasant voice always made her feel good.  Or maybe it was his English accent.  Either way, she enjoyed talking to him.

      “Quite well, Madam,” Edward replied.  “Quite well.  I’m calling because I’ve reached the point in our little project where I’m going to need you to bring your pet in.”

      “Oh, already?”

      “I’m afraid I’ve been having quite a bit of fun with it,” Edward told her.  “And as such, I’ve been making very good progress.  But I can’t really do much more without having your little pet here for a while.  Is there a time when it would be convenient for you to bring him in?”

     Rosa thought about that.  She could actually bring him in today, but it was already getting pretty late.  Tomorrow would be better.  But what if Brian should get a call to go and teach?  Thinking a moment about that, she decided it was unlikely that they would call him at all.  “Edward, how about tomorrow morning?  But there is an unlikely possibility that I won’t be able to make it.  I can call you though if that happens.”

      “Tomorrow morning would be excellent.  And if you can’t come, please just phone me.  Can you be here about ten?”

      “Ten o’clock should be fine,” she told him.  “I’ll see you then.”

     She hung up.  Ten o’clock tomorrow.  She knew why Edward Tolliver needed to see Bobo.  It was for things that would probably take quite a bit of time.  No doubt, Bobo would figure out what Edward was creating for her…or for him.  It couldn’t be helped though.  And who knows, maybe Bobo would get up the courage to start fighting back.  She still didn’t believe he would for even a minute.

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     He prayed.  He prayed desperately!  But on Wednesday morning, the gods of the telephone world had somehow seemed to turn their back on him.  No phone call again from the school system wanting him to teach.  None.  Again.  But instead, in the gods’ mighty mirth, they allowed his phone to ring instead from only one person.  Rosa.  Brian dejectedly picked up his phone.  “Yeah?”

      “Wolfie is looking for his playmate.  He’s lonely!”

      “I’ll be right there,” Brian replied sullenly. 

     His clothes for school had been all laid out, even his underwear.  All in hopes that he would get a phone call.  But otherwise, he was still in his pajamas.  Two minutes later, his pajamas were lying on the floor and he was naked once again. 

     He dejectedly went to his back door.  Looked around in case anyone should be watching…not that he’d know what to do if someone was watching.  He noticed Rosa coming down her back porch steps.  Slowly, he went down into his backyard.  Halfway between his back door and the fence, he sank down to his hands and knees.  He crawled his way to the gate where Rosa was holding it open for him. 

     Wolf’s licking and excited greeting were one of the most welcome things in his life.  And Wolf greeted him like that every time.  Once his hands were bound and his collar was on his neck, he hugged Wolfie like a human would do…while Rosa was still walking away and her back was turned. 

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