The hazing at my sorority is so humiliating and degrading. I almost feel like a Goddess-minor when I am done, but at least I can take it out on my pig when I get back to my dorm.
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.
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.
