It's your lucky day, piggy, because you've found the one and only Mistress you're allowed to worship from now on. I call myself Sibylla, but you will call me your Queen, and I will call you whatever I want, because I don't even want the name of such a pathetic pig like you to roll off my tongue.

I will drain you dry, control every aspect of your life and budget, and make you my obedient cash slave. If you still don't understand what you're getting into, I will repeat it one last time: you will be my property, and you will love every moment of it. Be prepared to hand over all of your information to me and to shiver at the thought that I might tell everyone who has ever known you what a lowly and wretched swine you are. You will be forbidden everything you like or want unless I say otherwise. Your tiny cock will be locked in a cage and only released if I feel sufficiently spoiled by you. You will fund every aspect of my life and every one of my desires. You will worship my feet and the dirt I've tread on, just to be spat on and publicly humiliated.

Remember - you are my property for life!