The confined pig was chosen
The video opens with a door creaking open into a dark, filthy room. I’m already inside, trapped among other men — silent, afraid, waiting to be chosen. Two women step in. Heavy makeup, tight jeans hugging their legs down to the ankles. They flip on the light and stare at us with pure disgust.Their voices drip with cruelty as they whisper to each other about how we’ve been left here — filthy, starving, crawling like pigs. Then they turn to us. “We’ll pick the next one for sacrifice,” one says coldly. “Whoever we choose will suffer the torments of hell.” Their eyes fall on me.“She wants this,” Stella sneers to Mayla. “He came here to end like a cigarette butt crushed under our shoes.” They mock me, calling me names, spitting insults. I beg for mercy, but it only fuels their anger. They order me to crawl and follow them — the camera capturing their shoes as I drag myself behind, trembling. They stop, turn around, and glare down at me.“Do you understand what we’ll do to you?” one hisses. “You’ll suffer. We’ll walk over you — even on your face.” Kicks come fast, ****, until everything fades to black. When I wake, I’m chained to the floor. The two women stand over me, merciless. The camera focuses on the dirty soles of their shoes pressing down — sliding across the lens as if they were wiping their soles on my face.Their steps echo across the floor, heels clicking, crossing over me again and again — a ritual of pure domination.
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