The (Human) Pet Thread

Fuck me. He completely owns my ass.

Fuck me.

That's beautiful news and I'm happy to hear it.

It is also extremely hot, phrased that way. I was inspired to imagine someone saying that about me. Then I had to stop imagining that because I'm at work. heh.
 
do tell...

Please, do tell!

It's weird. We gave up on the whole M/s bit because it seemed too contrived and too unlike us. And now here we are doing whatever it is we're doing, and I'm more owned by him than I was when we were doing that other bullshit. It's odd.

I've always had very conflicting desires about this kind of thing. I'm not a dominant person or anything, but I've stumbled my way through life with a huge chip on my shoulder, feeling as if I had something to prove to everyone. I've always felt I had to be more intelligent, more capable, more everything than everyone around me. And I managed that in most ways.

On the other hand, I've also always wanted to find someone superior to me in all the ways that matter to me. I realize that my use of the word "superior" might make some a little touchy, but I can't think of a better way to describe it. Besides, I figure anyone who's known me for more than five minutes knows that I'm not a proponent for male or female supremacy or the idea that the submissive parties in a relationship are somehow inferior to the dominant parties.

But I'll be honest: when you devote your life to being "more" than everyone around you as a way to hide what he refers to as my naturally submissive personality and avoid being taken advantage of at every turn, it makes for slim pickins for a relationship with someone who is superior to you. I ultimately have no respect whatsoever for a man who will let me--ME!--intimidate him and walk all over him. I mean, if I'm this submissive down deep inside, how submissive do YOU have to be to let me treat you however I want? And, hell, no, I'm not going to give my life to some asshole who's more submissive than I am.

I've caught a lot of flack for that belief, in real life and on these boards. Most people who claim to be dominant just make me laugh. They have that same chip on their shoulders that I have, and I know better than anyone else what that's hiding. If you're really as badass and dominant as you want people to believe you are, then you don't have to prove anything to anyone.

Then, I found him, the one man I'd ever met in real life (at the time) I couldn't control. And I spent years drawing him in and pushing him away because he and what he represented scared the fuck out of me. I wanted to let him direct my life, but I was terrified that doing so would make me stupid, weak, worthless, and completely incompetent.

He was afraid, too. Afraid that he wasn't ready for what I represented, that complete power and responsibility over another person. When we met 4 years ago, we weren't ready for one another.

Then, I lost him, and my life fell apart. Even though he came back, I'm still picking up the pieces. He finally forced both of us to see that there's something between us that's greater than the sum of our parts and that we'll never be rid of the other's influence, no matter how far we run from each other. So we may as well make it work, right?

He has taken a lot more control over me in recent weeks. Somehow, my massive ego seems to have become subsumed by his even more massive one because I'm not seeing myself as stripped of strength and intelligence and competence as I'd feared. I'm cool with it now.

While I think of myself as owned property, I still wouldn't call myself a slave. I'm not entirely sure pet still fits, either, but I'm sticking with it. It's a label that's made me happy for years, and I wanna keep participating in my own thread. ;)

I'm thinking of starting another one about some of the things I wrote about above, but I dunno.

/novel

I :heart: this thread

Me, too!


That is just too freaking cute.

That's beautiful news and I'm happy to hear it.

It is also extremely hot, phrased that way. I was inspired to imagine someone saying that about me. Then I had to stop imagining that because I'm at work. heh.

LOL. I wouldn't be surprised if someone was secretly saying that about you right this second.
 
I just got a request to craft up a pig petplay story. Can we say 'id vortex', people? :eek:

huh huh huh...
 
Three different plots including petplay going...
Two dogs, one pig.

Only one of them has anything approaching a normal dynamic-- if any dynamic with dehumanised people could be considered "normal" hee hee

Oh, and Harlot_Minx gave me yet another plot idea that is so sweet! But it's going to have to wait. And in all this time, I have not yet played this way in real life-- but dayum, I sure do know what I want to do!
 
Not sure if stories of anthromorphs could possibly count as pet play.
Slightly more sure that desires to play as a pet, or have a pet are important, but I'd rather be able to speak about this from experience rather than fantasy.

... Though it still makes me squirm to picture her treating me like a kitten for once. <3
 
oh-- not anthromorphs at all. These are petplay stories. When I can't play, I write.;)
 
that cute little bondagekitty was at the L.A. Leather Gathering picnic yesterday, and I recognised her. (she was wearing ears, made it hard to miss ;) )
We talked for a bit about the event and the monthly munches the jamboree group are planning etc.
 
I want so desperately to be a pet...yes yes.....I would adore being someones lil plushy kitty.

oops...kitty's a lil tipsy...*falls over*
 
Sadly yes...when the room wont stop spinning and you cant even sit up, then you gotta cut back just a lil bit...hehe:cattail:
 
What a wonderful thread.

I call my submissive my pet and I don't really know why I started doing that. I'm a cat owner and I spoil my cats. They're cared for and I consider myself a good pet owner. My human pet is new to me. When we first connected, I remember we took a trip out of town. I filled the tub with water and bubbles and had him climb in. I carefully bathed him, rinsed him, then had him get out and I dried him off. I put his collar and leash on and had him follow me, on hands and knees, to the bedroom. I've never seen a man so into his role. It was marvelous and very, very hot.

I've had him drink from a glass with no hands and he told me he absolutely loved that. Today we were in PetSmart and I took him to the aisle where the collars and leashes were. We admired the better quality stuff, then I spotted the dog bowls that are in beautiful trays, allowing the bowls to be elevated slightly from the ground. I told him he should pick out the design he liked and at some point it would be his.

All the while he had this glint in his eye. This is a man who so loves to be loved on the way a pet owner loves on his or her dog/cat/rat/whatever. He loves to be bathed, groomed, hand fed, plate fed (no hands, sorry), stroked, sat upon, all of it.

I'm finding this is just as important to him as the ass whipping I occasionally dish out. The more I objectify him the happier he is. I predict we will continue along these lines and will find great enjoyment from this type of play.
 
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