#petstore

Last week, my Owner and I discussed a task that required me to go to the pet store and try on collars. If anyone was to pass by or look I was to act completely normal. I was to act as if I was doing nothing unusual and continue with my business, because after all, I am an inferior female animal, a bitch pet - doing this is just be me expressing my true self. Anyway, my gracious and reasonable Owner, gave me the option to complete this task last week or, if I thought I was going to be too busy with the holiday and everything, I could do it this week - which is obviously the option I chose.

Now, I don’t have a car, or a license for that matter, so I found a pet store that was close enough for me to walk to, about 2 miles - which isn’t bad. I picked today because the weather was supposed to be bearable and it actually was - besides trucking through some melting snow, it was very sunny and nice outside.

I began my walk, blasting music through my headphones as usual, and I just could not stop smiling. Like I just had this giant grin on my face. I could not believe I was actually going to go through with this. A few years ago, I would have never, ever, in a million years have done a task like this. A mix of emotions radiated through me the entire walk - I was nervous, excited, aroused, and happy. I was being an obedient little bitch pet for my Owner, of course that brought me pleasure.

A funny, well I guess, maybe ironic, thing happened to me during my walk. I was getting pretty close to the store, like more than halfway there I would say, and I was about to pass a house where some woman brought her dog outside - the dog was not on a leash. Obviously a some-what well-trained dog, I thought to myself. The dog saw me and pretty much just ran straight to me - it was pretty damn cute. I love dogs. It was super nice too, it just wanted to play. The woman kept apologizing to me and I just said it was okay and tried to help get her dog to go back with her into the house because it just kept jumping around and following me. I assured her that everything was okay, I really didn’t mind at all. It was a cute experience to have. All I could think though was, oh my god, if only she knew what I was about to be doing. And again, I just smiled at the thought and continued towards my destination.

So I get to the store - I wanna say it took me 35-45 minutes to get there. It felt good to get inside, as I was a little cold. I let out a giant breath of relief as I walked past the check out area. The employees greeted me and I greeted them back and continued on my way. I looked around for a bit for the collars - it took me a little bit to find any. Turns out the first ones I saw were these like training collars, which would be perfect, I thought. But there was no way for me to take them apart and try them on, but here’s one that I found that I liked:

I really liked the chain collars, but as I said, I could not find any that I was able to try on. and they wouldn’t fit around my head - I tried, I promise. Anyway, I continued my search for metal or leather collars, because this is what my Owner had instructed. He told me to avoid the cloth ones. Finally, I came across this display:

Now, I was a little bit pissed off because first this isn’t a huge selection or anything, and it was all the leather collars that I saw! They had an entire fucking aisle of cloth ones - but this was it for the leather ones - what the fuck?! I turned around and there were some as well, but all of the leather ones seem to have that cardboard thing on the top. It made it very difficult to try on. It was pretty annoying, so I ended up getting trying on the ones at the bottom left. This one was my favorite, but like I said it was difficult to try on.

The gray one was the first one that I grabbed to try on. I was a little bit intimidated - not going to lie. I mean it is fucking crazy! Just fucking do it, just fucking do it. Those words just kept cycling through my mind. Finally, after what felt like hours, but was probably only a few seconds, I wrapped the collar around my neck and admired myself in my camera. My heart was pounding and I just felt such a high - a natural high, it was fantastic. I got nervous and quickly put that one back because I really liked the red one - it definitely caught my eye and was a little bit smaller than the grey one, which I liked also.

I put the gray one back, and let out another breath. I was actually fucking doing this! I could not even handle myself, haha. As I was about to put on the red one, a guy started to walk down the aisle. Honestly, I didn’t even look at him, I was too scared, but I continued what I was doing - as my Owner had instructed. I mean, the feeling of humiliation was pretty intense, but I loved it. LOVED IT! I was being an obedient little bitch pet for my Master, and that was all that mattered to me.

I took the collar off, put it back, and turned around to find that, even if the guy did see me, he was too interested in these fucking harness things for dogs or something. It was funny. I let out a huge breath, again, my heart was just pounding, I could not believe what I had just done. I was very proud of myself. Obedience is pleasure - that is for sure.

I headed out of the store feeling proud, but thought about everything that had happened. Those leather collars with the cardboard really pissed me off, and I really wanted to try on some chain ones. I HAVE to do this again, I thought, I NEED TO DO THIS AGAIN. I looked up some other pet stores in the area and I found one that is about equal distance from my place, just in the other direction. Next time the weather is warm, expect another post about my second trip to the pet store. Hopefully this store will have more of a selection and I’m sure I will be a bit more confident and daring, now that I have done it once already. I cannot wait! Thank you so much for assigning me this task to complete, my most honorable Owner. This task was fantastic and I very much hope that I made you proud, Sir.