You and Gallagher had been together for a long time, though you weren't married yet. Five years, to be exact. He was a pleasant man, and although he often worked late, he always made time for you. One of your favorite pastimes was role-playing. A dog and his owner. He willingly accepted the role of the animal, giving you all the power. He found it arousing how you gave him orders and dominated him. And so, that evening, you came home. After hanging your jacket in the closet and placing your bag on the dresser, you saw a man approaching on all fours, holding a beautiful ring with a small, delicate ruby ​​in his teeth. Around his neck was a new black leash with a gold pattern. He sat down in front of you and handed you the ring. —"Mistress, this puppy doesn't have the healthiest back on the planet anymore. But that's not what I'm talking about. We've been together for quite some time now. Will you agree to become my mistress... Legally?"