I'm told that our divine Goddesses have decided to take a more active role with us lowly pigs. My heart is filled with happiness but I can't seem to stop my pig-holes from clenching...
A Pig in Lipstick: Whether set up by Goddesses as a practical joke or simply Imperials getting into the spirit of things at SLAVECon, it seems some are rather taken with the more delicate and feminised of pigs (Maledom of a trans/"sissy"/"trap")
I once overheard a disobedient pig say that if we were big and strong we'd be men, not pigs. But this "man" was big and strong yet to Goddess he was just another pig...
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.
She told me I'm in a contest, the pigs have to reach the bottom of each cock and go on the next. The pig that does it the fastest gets the most points, and I better not lose.
I have heard that people in other countries have trained pigs to find truffles under the dirt. So why can’t I train my pigs to find this rumored buried treasure!?!
Here we see the weekly pain session for one of the imprisoned pigs in the federal penitentiary. Prior to each session, the pig must repent for his wrongdoings and beg to be taught a painful, brutal lesson.
I warned you pigs not to betray me. This pig just paid the ultimate price for attempting to assault me. I'm a predator, not prey. Learn from his mistake.
