Degrading and humiliating treatment is all part and parcel of being one of My slaves. I keep this slave in a sort of food limbo: sometimes I feed him to fatten him up, sometimes I starve him to trim him down. I control what goes in his mouth and I control his feeding times. Today is his lucky day, he's so hungry and I have a special meal planned for his piggy tummy. I have the feeding bowl laid out on the ground, ready to catch the deliciously disgusting slave food ingredients. My spit and My cigar ash form the base of this slave food delight. To give the meal some substance, I open a fresh...

Degrading and humiliating treatment is all part and parcel of being one of My slaves. I keep this slave in a sort of food limbo: sometimes I feed him to fatten him up, sometimes I starve him to trim him down. I control what goes in his mouth and I control his feeding times. Today is his lucky day, he's so hungry and I have a special meal planned for his piggy tummy. I have the feeding bowl laid out on the ground, ready to catch the deliciously disgusting slave food ingredients. My spit and My cigar ash form the base of this slave food delight. To give the meal some substance, I open a fresh can of pet food and scoop in a few spoonfuls. My boot sole is perfect for mixing the meal, mashing it all together to form a sloppy pig food mess. Of course I make the slave clean the boot afterwards. There is something missing from the ingredients, so I pull the pig nipples and command him to cum all over his meal before I make him eat it all up. The nutritional value may not be high, but the degradation value is, such a dirty slave pig.