Slut Confession #131 (Proper Slut Positions)

Master,

thank You very much for your call. i wish to earn your presence on friday night. i really value your voice as it immediately refocuses my mind entirely where it should be- on pleasing your Cock. i believe You deserve an obedient fuckpet to rest your Cock on. i believe You deserve a fuckpet with tight fuckholes in proper
slut positions. i of course wish to be a slut that is allowed to serve as your cum receptacle.

Master, i am quite depressed today after being with my family last week. i wish i had not stayed so long. i did not get half as much practicing done as i should have and i became quite demoralized over the week. my mom and dad were both mean to me. they even met to yell at me (and they never speak to each other for any purpose). my dad said many mean things including- that he doubts my ability to get into law school, that he thinks that everything about my life points to that i need a rich husband ASAP, that he thinks the process of 'applying' for a husband will be very difficult for me, that i have no sense of shame (i don't know why he said that). he also implied that he defines me as an innate failure and that he had done so from high school. i certainly believe that my father believes that i am a destined failure and has believed that for several years, which is why the only thing he ever encourages me to do is get married to someone who will take care of me.

my mom said that i haven't done anything with the education i have and that all i want is more education to squander. she says that based on my track record, she could call a law school that wanted to accept me and tell them the truth about me and they would reject me. she said that my desire to do public service (not very high paying) rather than to be one of the higher earners of my law class reflected my constant propensity for emulating the most base characteristics and gravitating to the lowest standard. she now sent me an email about how i am like their poor relations in india who they support because i do not build savings and i am not financially motivated. i do not understand why she sees me as being financially dependent on them this way. i do not see myself as a person who asks for money when i have children of my own who i will not support through gainful employment and i am not financially dependent on my parents now.

my father said that he was exhausted because my mother brought him into yelling at me. he said that he is done with interacting with her and since he doesn't want to be brought into drama with my mother, i should withdraw myself- that is to refrain from contacting either of them. this hurt me because i saw my father as rather selfish for wanting to alienate me in order to make it easier to avoid my mother. he did not seem to consider or care what effect that would have on me.

i cried much of yesterday and today because they were so mean to me. it is very hard for me to concentrate on studying when i am so depressed. indeed, i was extremely depressed in high school because they yelled at me for hours every single day. and i never knew what they yelled and screamed at me for. i didn't do drugs or party or skip school or anything else that would typically be cause for concern. in high school, i just became catatonic and withdrawn because of how much my parents berated me. basically they hated each other and agreed on nothing, so being mean to me was their way of bonding. i also think that they get very angry over my symptoms of depression and then criticize me severely, which only worsens my state.

the real danger of this upbringing is that i am not very good at discerning cues for when people are truly fed up with me. i am used to be criticized, yelled at and the cause of frustration. but You said that You are tired of being strict with me and that You are close to exhausting your patience for me. i did not know that You disliked being strict with me. as my father has advised me to make myself scarce, i see that it is easily within the realm of possibilities that You will rid yourself of me soon as well. i am very sad now. i cried again while writing this slut confession. it is hard for me to concentrate on reading comprehension because i seem to keep crying as well. i don't know how to stop. it really hurts to be a failure in life because it hurts to repulse people you love enough for them to completely reject you.

thank You for allowing me to enjoy fucking my cunt with your pen tonight. i am glad i have been able to return the pen to my wet fuckhole because i need to feel owned by You and i am grateful to feel that something You own stuffs my cunt. i pray to your Cock to be able to forget that i ever have been a human more than a pet. i pray to your Cock to become a completely obedient fuckpet.

thank You,
kittyslut