As many of you know, my pleasure is never my own. I am strictly forbidden from reaching a full orgasm without permission. My only personal “release” comes in the form of a ruined orgasm, and only under one condition: it must be filmed for Dom to inspect. A true ruined orgasm is about restraint and […]
Double Ruined orgasm – aug 25, 2021 Read More »
This was one of Dom’s pandemic acquisitions, and honestly, it changed the game. You already know how much he loves to play with—and torture—my balls, but this device took things to a whole different level of intensity. These shots were taken the very hour it arrived; it came straight out of the box and went
Squeezed to Perfection – jul 17, 2020 Read More »
During the pandemic, Dom started collecting new toys. I didn’t realize it at the time, but this was likely the first step in my evolution into the SluttyPig. These photos feature a fresh Leather Cat of Nine Tails he had just purchased. I was instructed to lie face down on the bed and bury my
Tails of Transformation – jul 17, 2020 Read More »
The knots were the first thing that felt real—smooth silk tightening onto my wrists and ankles, pinning me to the mattress while the world went dark under the spandex hood. Before that night, I still thought I had a say in things. I didn’t realize I was being rewritten. Dom was past the point of
Vessel Born – jul 19, 2019 Read More »
There is a specific kind of rush that only comes from being caught. I live for the moments when I’m taken to a remote location, stripped, and hooded—left in total vulnerability to be “found” and used by whoever Dom decrees. The uncertainty is the best part: Did a stranger see me? Did someone watch from
Forest Foundlings – 2019 Read More »
Four short clips of Dom (back when he was just my partner) first claiming my balls. I always knew he had a thing for them, but looking back, these hits were just the beginning. What started as a few slaps has evolved into a daily training ritual where they are the absolute focal point. From
Balls Belong – Oct 5, 2018 Read More »
Long before the days of the cage or the “SluttyPig”, the foundation was already being laid. This footage captures a moment from years ago, proving that I have always been at his beck and call—even when I didn’t fully realize I was being trained for who I am today. We were going about our day
Kitchen Counter Training – Oct 3, 2018 Read More »
That September in 2018 is burned into my memory—the month Dom shifted the goalposts. It started with a simple walk around our apartment complex. No big deal, right? Until he told me to drop my pants and show off right there in the open. You can see the adrenaline in those first shots, just me,
Golden Showers – sept 16-25, 2018 Read More »
These images capture a pivotal night in the early stages of my training. Dom took me to a local park to push my boundaries and further develop the SluttyPig persona. Under his strict command, I spent the night navigating the park mostly entirely naked, holding every pose exactly where he directed. The evening was a
branch tourture – sept 4, 2018 Read More »
In 2018, Dom told me he wanted to spank me. It sounded harmless enough at the time, but I had no idea how far he intended to go. Since we were total novices with no gear to speak of, he sent me on a scavenger hunt to procure the instruments for my own undoing. I
My First Wallop – Sep 4, 2018 Read More »
