Let's see how low she fell

Lara was hardly feeling like the Strong, Sexy, Independent Tomb Raider she once was. She didn't feel like the Role Model that toured schools giving Femeiniat Speeches.

Miss Piggy was a weak-willed fuckpig. She was a shining example of why Men should be in control of women.

"You'll, hmm, be returning to The Drop soon," Theodor grunted out as Miss Piggy proved most devoted to pleasing his cock, "we must... assess well you've taken on what I've taught you." It was hard to keep a straight face. Not only was she a very good cocksucker, but when he looked her in the eyes, she looked vacant. Stupid. Teaching her seemed laughable. More like trained. Trained like an animal.

• embrace the humble To be humble was to always humble herself. She was a Bimbo Fuckpig, so she was the one who took orders, never giving them.
• understand your value She had none. She was a means for others to find value.
• recognise your status and the status of others Her Status wasn't special. She wasn't special. She was beneath all men, just like every woman. Men were smarter, stronger, better, and she must adhere to the requirements of her status.

The moment Theodor came, Miss Piggy slammed her sextoy deep into her soaking wet snatch and came. Hard. She sprayed the floor even as she loudly swallowed the thick cum of Theodor. Her eyes rolled back, her cheeks bloated, and some jizz even slithered out of her nose. Theodor was pleased.

There had not been a trace of defiance or intelligence. She didn't shy away when he started pissing on her. And when food and drink were brought over, she was not only indecisive despite one dish being one she had stated she hated in an interview, she happily ate that particular dish when he told her too.

She was perfect.