Thread: What's it like?

The reality can definitely be much different than the imagined. I always thought life as a pet would be easy to do.... To be honest I never saw myself as much of a petslave. I tried on numerous occasions little test runs and ended up just kind of taking over the situation. I thought for a long while that perhaps I wasn't challenging myself enough in the submissive area so I tried again with different circumstances--with a complete stranger who'd had many years under his belt as a professional dom and even had his own pet for some years as well. In any case, long story short, I tried it with this guy and just failed completely. I ended up making him give up. I didn't really mean to be a giggling sarcastic ridiculing bitch but, from that moment on I realized I couldn't be anyone's petslave in the least unless they completely catered to me...And that's not how it works, I'm sure. Completely immobilized I still laughed and joked, and kicked around his ego...even while he took out this shock toy his pet felt some serious pain from. I for one thought it tickled. It was an interesting scene to say the least. I definitely had fun toying with his emotions and the adrenaline rushes. Dude seriously thought I was really going after his pet and spent the whole night after failing with me trying to make me feel, actual feelings. Like dude, she's been yours for how many years? Stop trippin dicks. I never thought I'd see a guy get like that after we agreed way ahead of time that I would be the sub-master to their slave.. Jealousy's a trip. Ah, sweet memories though. But, yea back onto topic. I personally prefer to be the stronghold if I were to ever dabble in that scene again. It just didn't mesh well with me being anything less than controlling. Being chained up was fun though and the tussling and fainting. I guess I was just into the violentrough parts and got bored with all the other crap because it wasn't mentally stimulating me the way I thought it would. Like the girl was a pro slave... And I'm like....noooo bro, I can't lower myself to that level you can suck my invisible cock. I did try though, he thought he'd won at some point until I got bored and it started to become some weird facade I was trying to keep up. After a while all my brain could think of was competing and conquering. It was getting to the point where I was seriously considering flipping the tables on him and seizing control. I don't know what it was that triggered me to feel that way but, there was no turning back--specially after I started criticizing how this guy was punishinggifting his slave. Then that name... Like daddy...forreal...? Gave up on that idea after I lost all respect for his title though... All he deserved from that matter on in my eyes was my sarcasm and facade of being a pet. A failed excuse I needn't waste my energy on. It was a one night thing anyway so, there was really no need to tear him a new asshole. Besides, mind games are always so fun, especially when the challenger has already lost. The little mini experience I had with being a master over an actual slave was fun. I believe if I didn't have such messed up fetishes I would definitely dabble in that field of study a bit more. The mind is very interesting and I'd have to say, the combination of physical and mental domination is a rather harmonious combination if done right.