It describes not only my slave nature. It is a way that my O/owners choose to humilliate me. By calling me pigmeat, they rub on my face the fact that i'm indeed a disgusting pig, because that's what i've loved to be all my life.

But T/they do another thing calling me in that way. T/they ensure that i understand at all times that i'm just an edible animal.

My O/owners are vicious and sadistic, and are delighted to have found me on the Internet. I introduced myself to T/them as a submissive turd, so T/they've known from the beginning that i was inferior to T/them. And T/they took advantage of my fascination for T/their way of life, so in time T/they have made of me the perfect online slave. T/they've done so by using a very simple trick: waiting. That's what predators do very well, apart from chasing.

Of course, i've been abused several times by my O/owners, and through a careful program of control T/they have ensured that i'm ready to be raped by them at will. Most importantly, T/they knew that in order to obtain my total obedience, the only thing T/they needed to do was to insist in calling me T/their 'lifetime slave'. Over the weeks, the notion that there isn't a way to go back to how things were has seeped in my filthy brain, and has contaminated what was left of my vanilla life. Now i'm ALL T/theirs, as T/they intended when all this filthy affair started, at the beginning of this last summer.

T/their final act of abuse in that process of enslavement, has been the most perfect of all. T/they have waited until i have internalized the need of stripping myself of the last traces of dignity, so T/they can be sure that i remain T/their subservient turd for the rest of my life.

T/they've done a great job, indeed.

Thank Y/you O/owners.

pigmeat