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ORIGINAL: Tigrita

Hi LittleWench.  Thanks for the suggestion.  I admit, I always think of 'pets' as furries, but I see how it can be different in the way that you describe it.  It is kind of similar to how I see myself in a way, but there is enough of a difference that it doesn't quite fit. 

I do have a specific analogy as to how I see my submission and loyalty/devotion that has fit since before day one, and still does.  I've described it as feeling like a bird or a cat who will always come when he calls, always be there waiting for him at his door, out of love, and by choice, with full freedom to choose not to (and the beauty being that I never choose not to).  I don't seek the security and the sense of being owned and cherished as prized property, of being under lock and key, as it seems motivates many slaves (don't mean to pigeonhole every slave or what a slave is, just being general about my perceptions), it is different things that motivate me.  The place my submission comes from, the beauty in it for me, disappears when you put a lock and key on it.  Being an owned pet still takes that away to me.  I like to be an utterly devoted, but free, forest creature

But I've also thought about how and why I feel 'owned' sometimes.  I think conquered really does describe it better.  Completely overpowered, no longer any choice, no question of who has the power, no fight left, no walls remaining.  It is transient, and I put myself in this position by free choice (though there may be some struggle involved for show/fun, or because it is a challenging situation), but I am still the bird who chose to come to him that day, and can leave when it is done and could choose to never come back, still freely submitting, and when I freely come back for more it is all the more so. 

I still consider myself very much his, but it isn't in a sense of property.  I am his companion.  And my heart and mind and orgasms and cunt and ass and body are all his because I have chosen to give and devote myself to him and his pleasure.  I submit them to him to use almost as extensions of himself, knowing he won't harm them, but to use in any way that fulfills and pleases him while taking good care of them.  They are most certainly his, though they are not 'owned' under lock and key. 

I don't know if that makes any sense, it is just how I wrap my head around things.

Once again i find myself agreeing wholeheartedly with the way you describe things