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Storytime: That One Time I Tried to Become a PayPig Destroyer and Failed Miserably

Storytime: That One Time I Tried to Become a PayPig Destroyer and Failed Miserably

April 21, 2019justabelfastgirl

Storytime: That One Time I Tried to Become a PayPig Destroyer and Failed Miserably

Well, this certainly wasn’t the blog post I PLANNED on publishing today, but today is a good a day as any, right?

So, you’re probably thinking, “What on Earth is a PayPig Destroyer?” Well, before I get into my storytime it’s probably best that I explain the meaning a few things.

Pay Pig

In the realm of BDSM, a paypig is a submissive, almost always male, who has consented to financial servitude towards his Mistress. Term used in a derogatory/humiliating light, usually by Mistresses.
Example: My paypig bought me a $500 pair of heels today after I demanded him to.

Pay Pig Destroyer

In short, a pay pig destroyer is a dominatrix of sorts. A mistress, a dominant and so on. She humiliates and verbally abuses the pay pig and basically gets hella rich off it.

Where it All Began

Storytime: That One Time I Tried to Become a Paypig Destroyer and Failed Miserably
Photo Credit: Ben Ostrower, Unsplash

When I was a broke ass bitch, I had a mountain of debt both student and otherwise and I couldn’t seem to find anything to help get my head above water. That was when I came across a youtube video of someone on the dark web. 

It’s a Youtuber I follow, and it was his latest video at the time. I knew it’d cheer me up as he’s extremely funny so I thought I’d forget my financial woes for a while and go do what I do best, procrastinate. 

He came across a site on the dark web that was one Pay Pig Destroyer and he basically read through her terms and conditions. One of them is that if or when her sub (submissive) they’d leave their houses, cars and whatever fortunes were in their possession. It was a full-blown legally binding document. I’m not even kidding, and they ALL had to sign it, even if they had wives and kids. This girl was NOT messing around (probably why she succeeded and I didn’t).

Twitter

Storytime: That One Time I Tried to Become A PayPig Destroyer and Failed Miserably
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In a second of insanity, I thought, “Holy fuckballs. I could totally do this! I’m a total gobshite, and I’m totally broke. This could be a win-win!” And my friends, just like that, the Twitter account Paypig Destroyer was born and I was hooked on learning all I could about this side of BDSM. I didn’t even tell my partner about it, looking back I probably should have dropped him a text and been like, “Look, I’m trying something if it works it could be a big help if it doesn’t no harm done.” 

I researched for ages, I learned all the terminology and I talked to a few ladies that I knew were doms (dominatrices). I also followed other dom’s that were in the paypig field. Some were happy to give advice and talk to me about what got them into it, some… well let’s just say they were bitches and leave it at that, shall we?

#LonelyAF

Storytime: That One Time I Tried to Become a Paypig Destroyer and Failed Miserably
Photo Credit: The Salt Lake Tribune 

I went all in, I used all the hashtags I could find. I looked through photos of me that wouldn’t give away who I was and wouldn’t show anything but legs and uploaded it. I used hashtags in my bio, found pay piggies, I did the whole 9 yards, but not one little bitty bite. Not a single one.

#Wheresallthepiggiesat?

Storytime: That One Time I Tried to Become a Paypig Destroyer and Failed Miserably
“That’ll do pig, that’ll do.” Photo Credit: Forest Simon, Unsplash

I tried for around a month, perhaps a bit longer, longing into Twitter probably as much as I would for my blog and author Twitter account. I tweeted using all the right lingo but got no response. 

I was slightly gutted, but at the same time, I wasn’t 100% dedicated to it as the be all and end all of my financial woes. I just knew when it came to that I had to get smarter with money and that this was just a silly rouse I thought would pay off because I was in a tight jam.

Perhaps, that wasn’t the way to do it, perhaps it was. All I know is that I sucked BIG STYLE at it. I had not one single follower, not one. Shocking, even for gobshite me. 

So, having had my ass handed to me by the BDSM world of Pay Piggies and Twitter, I shut down my Pay Pig Destroyer account and said goodbye to what could have been. She was a blast while she lasted, but it just wasn’t meant to be.

How Do You Become a Pay Pig Destroyer?

Storytime: That One Time I Tried to Become a Paypig Destroyer and Failed Miserably
Photo Credit: Neon Brand, Unsplash

Firstly, don’t become one, honestly. Don’t do it, but if you are really set on the idea then all I can say is to be careful. I spoke to a lot of ladies, and not all of them had good things to say about it.

Some of them really had no choice, but to do it. For them, it was that or become a homeless prostitute which I fully believe was the case for these ladies, which is a very sad reality and takes the fun times completely out of all of it.

That’s the only advice I’m giving you on how to do it, just be careful. That’s it.

Does it Really Work?

Storytime: That One Time I Tried to Become a Paypig Destroyer and Failed Miserably
Photo Credit: Sara Kurfeß, Unsplash

The short answer is, it depends. I’ve met two women that have done it with no need to meet up in person or show a part of their body that they don’t wish to. Then there’s the others, that haven’t succeeded, or did it and it just ended up being very dangerous.

There is one lady I haven’t spoken to but do know about who does exceptionally well. I’m not going to link her to the site simply because it’s on the Dark Web and I don’t recommend anyone goes there unless they know how to protect themselves (by that I mean your PC and personal details, not physically).

So What Now?

Storytime: That One Time I Tried to Become a Paypig Destroyer and Failed Miserably
Photo Credit: Melissa Walker-Horn, Unsplash

I’m still a broke ass fuck student with a laptop that keeps threatening to kill itself on me. You really need to be one of the first people to discover this sort of thing to really make a proper go of it. Or, you know just not be like me and give up after a few weeks. (insert shrug emoji here, when is WordPress gonna get with the times and give us emoji’s already?)

There’s the whole sugar baby thing, but that’s a story for another time.

 Happy Easter folks.

Storytime: That One Time I Tried to Become a Paypig Destoryer and Failed Miserably
Photo Credit: Alena Koval, Pexels


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