You begged me to take your money, to let you stay at the Pay Pig Farm. And now you’re naked, collared, crawling in the mud, degraded like the livestock you really are. I shove your face into the trough, laugh at your tiny cock, remind you you’re not a real man…no wonder no one wants you. You eat slop, get pissed on, and rut for my amusement, squealing while I call you pathetic. You paid me to strip away your dignity, and I give you everything you deserve: not a man, not a guest, just a pig.