As with yesterday's post about cages.. this post on pet play is MY OPINION only and i am prepared to ruffle some feathers..........
Once upon a time i read about pet play on the net (of course - where else can one find such an abundance of information??!!) And as with cages - it intrigued me. i won't say it turned me on... it actually didn't.. but i wondered what it would be like to eat from a bowl.. on the floor .. under the table.
And Sir being the kind Sir that He is.... granted my wish... (more like fantasy).. And so it was that there were a few nights that i ate my dinner from a bowl - no hands of course !! - under the table at His feet.
First let me say........ if you wish to experience indigestion..... fold your body in half.. and eat without hands from the floor. Trust me when i say - it doesn't fit into ANY fantasy i have !!
Second.. i am still trying to figure out how one knows - when one is on the floor under the table - when one's Master needs something....... like more food???? i seemed to spend my time popping up to see how Sir was doing.........
After - i guess the 3rd try at this pet idea..... and suffering with more indigestion than any living being should....... being under the table at Sir's feet - tended to give me horrific fits of the giggles. i just couldn't get my head around being an animal. AN ANIMAL???!!!
The image didn't work....... and besides .. i am not flexible enough - nor do i have a long enough tongue to lick my pretty pink bits !!
However there was a blog i read....... where she often times would be given her food in a bowl.. and more than that.. would be sent outside to the back porch to pee in a litter box. Now i get that....... i really do.... i figure one has to be into some form of humiliation to pee in a litter box....... dontcha think???? AND as i am so not into humiliation the whole pet idea just didn't work for me....... or thank the gods.. to Sir either.
In my mind........ as with caging......... BDSM should fit into the real world...... not be a fantasy world. And i am trying to understand the Master's side of this.........if He wants a pet why doesn't He go to the SPCA and pick up one??? How does the Master get His mind around screwing a "pet"?? How does anyone pretend to be a pet and yet fulfill all the realities of this world.. like preparing a meal?? i don't know.. it is just too much to wrap my mind around.
Though - having said all that - a few years ago at the BDSM camp we went to..... i did get to watch a male submissive pull on a horse's tail hitch himself up to a horse cart and give free rides to anyone who wanted one. i was fascinated by it.
And i tend to find females dressed in horse attire rather erotic...... realistic no..... but still rather erotic.
i suppose in some ways .. the horse play tends to the dramatic - more so than dogs and cats. However .. i still believe i prefer my BDSM real - rather than a fantasy .