I finally have my very first slave boy! Apparently, he failed to apply for the appropriate visa when entering the Matriarchy and was captured by customs. It's so cute how stupid pigs can be when they are not leashed.
I'm sure it's a lot of fun catching wild pigs, but you know every single one of them needs to be properly screened before selling them, right? I swear I have the most thankless job here.
Waking up with your slave's tongue between your legs is a great way to start your day. Especially when he is waiting to serve you breakfast as soon as he is done.
After trying to get closer to the people in power in this land, I felt something sharp on my side and one of those guards must’ve been tailing me ever since I left the arena. Now I’m injured and someone out there clearly wants to capture me...
Great... The Queen has returned and is making another large scale mess that I need to clean up. I forsee lots of late nights at the office over this one...
I'm free! Actually not very. DominaLisa demanded a clean up of the cage room but I am so so thankful to her divine being for choosing me. It's good to stretch my legs.
SLUTcon has begun. Depending on your interests please feel free to attend a diplomatic gathering, go shopping at the trade show, engage in some cultural exchanges or just hit the bars and see what happens.