When my husband married me it was understood that he woould from then on own me, that I was his to do with as he pleased. What was his pleasure was to keep me as one would keep a pet. He collared me, lept me on a leash, trained me as any animal is trained, As a good pet I come when called and obey his commands. I am eager to please, bask in his praise when I have performed well and feel shamed and humiliated when he is forced to punish me. He has a cage that he keeps me in from time to time and when he takes me places I'm put in a kennel carrier in the back of the truck. My life is controlled by permissions and privelages granted. My only freedom is to please my Master with my obedience.