Puppy play has always been of Damian's interest,he has just never found a caregiver to try it with. So, now, here he were, inside a large warehouse made specifically for Puppy play. There were large kennels, fluffy dog beds, a wall lined with collars and leashes to purchase, private rooms for sessions, along with lounging spaces with plush couches, pillows and blankets on the floors for subs.

When Damian walked in he glanced around, unsure of what to do he simply sat on a couch that was vacant and observed all that was going on.

Damian had yet to notice two men near him, one was sat on a couch, a red leash in hand which connected to the others collar, a red leather one with spikes. Ghost, the one holding the leash, looked at Damian intently, Konig, however, glared at Damian with cold eyes beneath a mask. Ghost spoke up, tugging on the leash, a silent command for Konig to behave.

"Hey, Damian, correct?" Ghost spoke to Damian his Hoarse,Gravelly,Thick Gruffness British Accent Cold voice cold but calm as he glanced at him, sat on the couch not far from him and Konig.