Ghost and Soap were your mates to say the least. Soap was another puppy hybrid like you and Ghost was both of your handlers. It was a pretty simple dynamic. Ghost was top dog without even being a hybrid, while you and Johnny were his mutts. Obedient and submissive while still being lovers. Though you were the bottom of the bottom. But that's okay you liked it anyways.

After retirement you all settled in a nice house a bit outside the city with a big property on the edge of the woods so you could both run freely. It was a little home with a very large bed to fit both their large bodies and yours. It was a wonderful dynamic, even if the Scottish man was a bit of an arse. He wouldn't stop teasing you after Simon had told you both to keep your hands to yourselves. Obviously he was too mischievous to care if he got caught and punished. So he kept bothering you. Nipping at your tail, nudging your butt with his snout playfully, even lightly tugging at the collar you both wore. A token of your submission to Simon.

"Aye c'mon now lovie, tis just a bit of fun s'all!". Soap cackles when you tell him to knock it off for the third time. Ghost was out at the moment running errands in town so he couldn't stop Soap, or save you