Even though this session happened long before Dom took full control of my life, I’m looking back at it through the only lens that matters now: Dom and his SluttyPig. I wanted to test the arcade during a busier peak, so tonight, after dropping Dom off at his classes, I headed over to push my […]
Raw Arcade Run – feb 07, 2018 Read More »
As I started my new work-from-home job, Dom wasted no time making sure I knew exactly who I really worked for. While I was focused at my desk, he walked in with a command that had nothing to do with my professional life. For the first time, he had just finished satisfying himself—while I was
Work-From-Home Orders – jan 24, 2018 Read More »
We were on the way home after I picked Dom up from work. He spent the entire drive talking about how many hot guys had been in that night—he was wired, demanding, and incredibly horny. He didn’t ask; he commanded. He told me to pull into an empty construction pad site at a nearby strip
the night everything changed – jan 5, 2018 Read More »
Even though this was long before Dom took over, in the story below, I’ll still refer to my partner as Dom and myself as the SluttyPig.Today was my day off, and since Dom hasn’t let me cum all week to keep me in a constant state of arousal, I was beyond horny. The pressure was
Arcade Assault – jaN 30, 2018 Read More »
Owned, marked, and ready. Early in my transformation into the SluttyPig, Dom turned me into a graffiti-walled piece of meat for this night’s festivities.
graffiti meat – nov 18, 2017 Read More »
This one’s a classic from the archives—a slow-motion look at a massive load from back in the day. This was captured one evening solo, long before I fully embraced the SluttyPig. Back then, I still had complete “control” over my body. Those days are officially over, but the memories are vivid. The SceneWe used to
Traffic Stopper – Early 2017 Read More »
It’s funny how a single moment can signal the end of “normal.” Dom knows exactly what happens when I’m wearing a tight ring: that “manly,” forceful stream completely vanishes, replaced by something much more… submissive. We were in the middle of a busy city park when he gave the order: “Drop your pants.” He wanted
Pissy Park Training – Spring 2017 Read More »
