Her Pet

Posted by Aristotle seeking Phyllis | Femdom Poetry |

Men must, like dogs, Mistress explained
Be taught to be obedient.
So now It seems I’m to be trained
By means she’s found expedient.

That’s why I’m chained around my neck,
Eat off the floor from a dog dish;
Electric shocks keep me in check,
Ensure I heed her ev’ry wish.

Tonight, she wants some exercise,
So I must fetch my leash and kneel.
I am her dog I realize,
And like a dog trot at her heel.

I know I used to be a man,
But now her pet is all I am.

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Aristotle seeking Phyllis

Aristotle, a volunteer service sub at FemdomU Magazine, has recently embraced his true identity as a submissive. With a passion for music and poetry, he finds his deepest satisfaction in service, especially in traditionally subservient tasks like cleaning and organizing, primarily for women. This work deepens his connection to his intrinsic nature. Aristotle channels his experiences and emotions into poetry, using each verse to document his personal transformation. Magazine readers can anticipate regular insights from Aristotle through his reflective essays and poignant poetry. View Full Profile

3 Comments

Nora on October 21, 2024 at 9:52 am

Good boy, I’m really enjoying your poetry. This one feels particularly fitting—especially with “The Kennel” for FemdomU subs launching soon!

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- aristotle on October 22, 2024 at 12:54 pm
  
  I am honored. Thank you.
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- Aristotle on October 22, 2024 at 8:06 pm
  
  Dear Madam Nora:
  I keep rereading your comment and wagging my tail.
  Your servant,
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