Tuesday, 16 January 2018

I didn't choose the pet life, the pet life chose me πŸΆπŸ±πŸ°πŸ‘£

Through my life as a pet I have discovered a lot about myself. I was scrolling through the blogs on tumblr when something stood out to me. The poster basically said I didn't choose this lifestyle, the lifestyle chose me. I can't remember what specific lifestyle it was but this really stood out to me. 
It's certainly a journey when your naturally meant to be a pet. Week to week, through daily life I have learnt exactly that!  I didn't choose the pet life, the pet life chose me. I'm not upset it did and I do adore it! But would I choose that the only way to not feel empty is to be in a cage? No πŸ˜†. 

The reason I know this is because when everything settled down, the festivities were over I just felt off once again. When I feel off I pray and I ask him to guide me. The next day I woke up and I wanted to be productive. Cleaning you may think or getting something done I've been meaning to do for ages? But no me being productive was actually being in my cage. How mind boggling! πŸ€”
This is his I know our Lord approves of my pet life. Not only that he guides me to it. My pet life engages my brain, it removes the mundane parts of daily life and makes it awsome. My pet life irradiates those thoughts of "am I doing the right thing?" "how can I spend my time better?". The reason is because I know what I'm doing is not the norm, it's special. It's something deep inside someone that would stay burried and not be let free. But due to my experiences in life I let it be free, I act on it and through doing that I have found the true deffiition of happiness. 

Daisy 

Friday, 12 January 2018

The Reason Why

Half the time I could make a post but I don't because I don't know what to name the post. How silly is that! After Sir made his comment I discovered that you don't actually need a title to publish a post. So from now on there might be posts that do not have a title, look out for those. 

The day before yesterday Sir spanked me upon entering the pod. My head was down and my bum was up making it a stingy one! After completing other things Sir went off to work and text message communication turned to Sir desire to chain me naked and hose me down. I say he still has to catch me! 

Yesterday we were out of the house for most of the day. Today I spent the morning out of the pod and the afternoon in the pod. After I had lunch Sir connected with me in the doggy style position 😏. I did suck him too. 
Ive tried to get it out of Sir what he has planned in stepping things up. But he just won't say! 
I haven't forgot about posting a picture of my new harness. Sir just needs to alter it then I will 😊. 

Daisy 

Wednesday, 10 January 2018

Sirs Comment

I wanted to comment on my pets blog.
I very often read the posts and comments you leave thank you. My pet and I are trying new ways to keep our D / s lifestyle intresting .things like the festive season and family often get in the way. We are a 24 / 7 D / s couple and I am very pleased with daisy's progress over the last 3 years or so. I'm sure you will all be happy to hear i intend to step a few things up this year I'm sure my little pet will enjoy informing you of these as and when I bring them into our daily lives.
Daisy's Sir

Sunday, 7 January 2018

Your not my property and I don't own you

Today began with me having breakfast, watching a bit of tv then going to the pod. Nothing new there. Sir was at work but in contact with me via text message. Just general chat occurred along with talk of how he was going to give me a good bang later πŸ˜†. 

After lunch we spoke about getting fast food for tea as we had nothing in. Sir was going to pick up the food on the way back from work. A few minutes later I recieved this text "Your not my property for me to use when I like and I don't own you". I was obviously confussed we were only just talking about burgers 😳. After expressing my confusion Sir text back "I'm mistaken you actually are 😊". What a sausage, but still confussed. 
Sir likes to remind me of my place at the end of his leash now and then which is perfectly fine with me πŸ˜†. 

The night resumed with us eating burgers, having a good bang and me going to bed with stinging petals 😚.

Goodnight! 

Daisy 

Thursday, 4 January 2018

What's In A Collar? 🍾

First off happy new year everybody! πŸ˜†
Sir and I had a wonderful Christmas and equally a lovely New Year's Eve together. I do hope 2018 will be epic for you and all your dreams come true! ☺️. 

 So now on to my question what's in a collar? Well my answer is a lot! I have been wearing Sirs collar for nearly 4 years. Admittedly this is my third, but the meaning remains the same. Even though I am mega private and really struggle to go out in public in my collar I am super comfortable wearing it in the house. It always surprised me how quickly and naturally I got used to having leather around my neck 24-7. Not only that but leather and hearing a bell jingle everytime I moved! 

My collar has always meant the world to me, so much too me. My collar always signified my submission. During the festive time I really noticed how significant my collar is to me. Even more so than before! 
During times where I was wrapping presents instead of sitting in my cage or Christmas shopping instead of eating my pet food. I realised just because I was doing those things and loving it of course that didn't not make me a pet. The difference between me and my Sir or me and someone else is that I had a collar around my neck with a bell the size of a small apple πŸ˜†. THAT is what makes me a pet not all the chains and cages. 

Daisy 

Friday, 22 December 2017

Pet Dream πŸ‘½

During all the festivities and chaos with the run up to Christmas being confined is not top of the priority list. I adore the run up to Christmas. I have been watching Christmas films in the pod and wearing my bobble hat just because it's Christmas time! πŸ™Š. 

Last night I had a pet dream. It's always hard to explain dreams as they never really add up do they πŸ˜†, but I will try! 
Weirdly enough Sir was not in this dream and it seemed my owner was a lady that looked like Scary Spice from the Spice Girls πŸ˜‚. It was obvious in the dream I was a different species. But I was still human, my owner was different to me. I was treated differently. The owner in my dream was matter of fact, strict, treated me like an animal and managed me.  I had a room that was very minimal but I also had a humungus wooden crate. Like a crate they use to transport the animals on Madagascar. Now this bit is the cool part! when I was in the wooden crate there was a glass window. The ground was moving and everything was in miniature. I was in some sort of spaceship flying above the sky? πŸ˜†. 
I had a mobile phone in which my owner would only text me to tell me off. Apparently I took a candy cane lmao πŸ™ˆ. So I was shut in the wooden crate with I believe my iPad for a long time, flying above the sky in a spaceship. W O W. 

One thing I haven't really discussed here on my blog is my relationship with the Lord. How being in faith for me is very much connected to my submissive pet life. I do not believe that all women are submissive or should be. I do not believe women are lower than men. But for me I have faith and now and then he ^ up above likes to remind me where I should be. I believe this dream as bizarre as it was is a sign for me. Even though it was totally wierd the dream still had meaning for me.  All those feelings came flooding back to me. What I believe he is saying is I am not in my natural environment at the moment, I am not where I am meant to be due to celebrating his birthday. Please don't think I'm crazy I just feel comfortable enough to share this. 

Daisy 

Thursday, 14 December 2017

Spend Few Hours πŸŽ„

Yesterday I settled back into using the pod day to day. After chilling in the morning with lots of cuddles we headed out to Tesco. 
Once we arrived back Sir said "your to spend few hours in there". There > meaning the pod. I happily went in to chill in my crate cage. I kept my hat on because why not hehe. 
A few hours later Sir released me for an early tea and we watched elf! 

Later that night before bed Sir gave some attention to my petals by licking them. I proceeded to suck Sir after, then Sir entered me doggy style πŸ™Š. 

This morning I woke to a text from Sir. It read "Good morning Daisy! have breakfast, feed the boys and have a good clean up! At 1:30 harness on and be in the pod muzzled and plugged". I will have to figure out all the buckles myself hehe. 

Daisy