After keeping purcelus in the black box all night, without food or water, it’s time for Me, Giada, and Mistress Ayn to decide how best to use this pathetic creature. I instruct him to assume the Inspection position, but instead, the foolish pig takes the Inspect Chastity position, thinking We’d want to inspect his ugly, pathetic dicklet.

Why would We touch such a disgusting thing with Our bare hands? Gloves are a necessity. he craved some attention for that worthless appendage, so We’ll give it to him, but not how he hoped. I’m in a sadistic mood, and his pathetic balls make the ...

After keeping purcelus in the black box all night, without food or water, it’s time for Me, Giada, and Mistress Ayn to decide how best to use this pathetic creature. I instruct him to assume the Inspection position, but instead, the foolish pig takes the Inspect Chastity position, thinking We’d want to inspect his ugly, pathetic dicklet.

Why would We touch such a disgusting thing with Our bare hands? Gloves are a necessity. he craved some attention for that worthless appendage, so We’ll give it to him, but not how he hoped. I’m in a sadistic mood, and his pathetic balls make the perfect target. Together, We’ll slap, whip, and kick his stupid genitals until he deeply regrets begging for Our attention.

This is the only treatment an ugly dicklet like his deserves, and his cries of pain are the sweetest music to Our ears.