Today is the fifth year I have spent in The Matriarchy prison. 195 years to go.. I don't think I'm going to make it, and I beg the Queen for an appeal. Please release me!
I think my luck my have run out. I didn’t turn myself in, and soon enough a bunch of women fighters and guards came at me out of nowhere and didn’t stop until I couldn’t move. They’re dragging me to god knows where
I finally have my very first slave boy! Apparently, he failed to apply for the appropriate visa when entering the Matriarchy and was captured by customs. It's so cute how stupid pigs can be when they are not leashed.
