Where do the strays come from?

You really have only one question on your mind, and figure this is the best time to ask. “Um, so if the strays don’t have owners... how did they get here?”

Adam laughs, and a wolffish grin forms at the corner of his lips. “Well, it depends on the stray. Some of them come in on their own, they know what they are and just need a place to find it. Those are the easiest to train. Some are... brought in, those who agreed to this life through lost bets or to pay off debts. They can be a bit harder, but we handle them well enough. Finally, there are the former employees.”

You figured something shady may have been up, and the lost bets confirmed it. But hearing that former employees did truly shock you. “Really? Former handlers?”

“Oh yes. In the contract you sign, it states that breaking certain rules qualifies you for the training. The boy in the red pup hood? He is who you are replacing. He failed to assert his dominance, and was found being gang banged by a group of pups in the play room. Once you let that happen, you have no shot as a handler and are only good as another pup.”

Well, fuck. Atleast you know that would never happen to you, right? You finish the tour and find your initial duties is simply feeding pups and watching over them during play time. Once you get more experience you will get to train as well.