Pigs can't expect Goddesses to waste their valuable time on us. All we can hope for is that our service and our suffering entertain them as they get changed for a night out.
My Goddess normally isn't one for politics but with multiple claims to the throne appearing she has decided I should be trained to make sure I can please all of them. At the same time...
After I failed the last time Goddess has generously decided to help me become more effective at convincing other pigs to give up what they know about Pigacus...
So strenge to twalk out onto the green zone at SlaveCON and have so may pigs throwing themselves at my feet wanting to serve! Guess they didn't get the memo...
Turned upside down, ass fucked, balls slapped, humiliated, degraded, hurt. Yet the smile on the Goddess' face and the sound of her laughter makes it all worth it.
Goddess and her friends have been using me so hard! They say it's to get me ready for SLAVECon but I think she's still angry at me for embarrassing her.
With SLAVECon fast approaching Civilisation LLP are busy preparing their displays. Watch one of our cun... female... trainers put a cun... Goddess Minor... through her paces to make sure she's at her best.
It's Friday night and across the world men are hoping to find a filthy slut who loves to get fucked and swallow cum. In the Matriarchy pigs find one whenever they look in the mirror.
Goddess was very disappointed I couldn't get any of her peers to offer suggestions. A week locked in chastity, tied to her queening chair and subjected to regular punishments should help this pig become more convincing.
Goddess is kindly spent even more time preparing me for SLAVECon. Hours spent worshipping her is a joy and a privilege but after a day in chastity with her divine ass in my face my piggy balls are really starting to churn...
