Slut Confession #268 (The Slutwife Author)

Master,

i am very nervous about the next ninety-seven days. i understand that this period will be the most important of my slut life as it will provide You with what You need to make the decision about my slutwife status. the time for patience is over.

i need to live as Your slutwife. even though i try to reveal my depraved cum slut nature to You in all respects and even tough i am hardly a tacit slut, i do not think i have the vocabulary to express how much i have yearned to become Your slutwife through every day of my life. even before i encountered your Cock in person, i spent every waking minute of my days pining for your Cock and pining for your ownership. if You will not own me as your pet this way, it will be so odd for me. i will feel empty and as though the major point of my life has been yanked from my life.

i know i must achieve goals. i try in my small ways and i hope for a major success. You have said that trying does not matter and that only results do. this reminds me that i must be very effective in my efforts to recruit sluts and bitch boys to pay tribute to me to present to your Cock. to do small things that i can, i have purchased a small bottle of lube and some condoms to keep in my purse so that my fuckholes will always be completely available to You. of course, these are only small courtesies that i should have presented to your Cock many months ago.

i regret that my potential sister slut ended up being ungrateful to your Cock. it saddens me that sluts indulge in so much disobedience just to entice You to waste Your effort disciplining them. i know that corporal punishment is something You wish for me to avoid, so i do. i know that i am often compelled to beg for beatings because i cannot think of any other way to atone for my inadvertent inadequacy but Sir, i swear i am never willfully disobedient. i always wish i knew how to become more obedient to your Cock.

Master, i have been happy lately overall because You were so kind to take the time visit my ill grandmother and family. my mother was extremely happy about the flowers You brought for grandmother. it was the act of presenting them that has made her a devoted fan for You.

but two things do make me sad lately:

1. the first is that You seemed so doubtful about allowing me to serve You for the rest of my life as Your owned slutwife. Your reaction to me has made me understand myself from a more mature perspective.

   
   

   Sir, i was only 23 when i first met You, and barely 24 when i fully submitted myself to Your rule. i now understand the importance of concepts i never gave much thought to such as paying my taxes properly, saving for the future and developing a career path which provides gainful employment. before i had not seen the need for these things. honestly, before You, the only need i could see was finding a Cock to own me. i did not consciously understand it although i constantly yearned for it. i could not see anything beyond your Cock.

   but now that i am owned by your Cock, i know that there is so much that You deserve and that i should bring to You. i should be financially solvent for You because if i am not, that is burdensome for You and You would not be able to enjoy my company if i commanded so little social respect. i should be successful and good at something for the same reason.

   i thought of You today at work because my boss was impressed by me as he often is. the other co-workers have come to understand my capacity as well and today the co-worker who is a literature phd came to me to seek advice on what to write for an assignment. he said that i would better understand the needs of the assignment, and it was true. i now do almost none of the administrative and housekeeping tasks i was once assigned to do because i have exhibited talents for writing and management. however, i do not yet know how to transfer whatever skills i seem to have to the private sector. i am not sure that i can function successfully in an environment with sluts in supervisory positions as female bosses have a universal hatred of me. i am also not sure if i can function anywhere besides a lunatic fringe organization filled with absent-minded geniuses.

   
   

2. the second thing that made me sad is that You said that You did not think i had the drive to become a writer. Sir, i hope this is not true. i am sad that i am not making progress in this desire of mine. i am thankful for all the structure You impose on my life but it was once true that i only thought i could afford either law school applications or a novel writing class and i chose the endeavor You decided on.
   

   
   

   of course, my natural inclination to write stories still exists but i feel guilty now to indulge in such tasks. writing is time-consuming and doing this would infringe on the time i have to search for sluts, bitch boys, an apartment of my own, parties where You can expose me and ways to further reveal my slutwhore mind to You.

   
   

   this weekend, i will write a short story. i wish to prove that i do have the drive to become a writer. i have at least enough drive to risk what matters most to me, your Cock, in order to invest time into this goal which mattered to me before your Cock owned me. if i am really worthy of serving your Cock as an owned slut wife, i will be able to succeed at both my previous goals and the goals You have now set for me.

Master, i pray to your Cock to be owned as your slut wife. i pray to your Cock to live the rest of my days as your slut wife. i pray to your Cock for your Cock's love. i pray that You feel how much i love your Cock. Amen.

thank You,
kittyslut in training