Slut Confession #271 (Fear of a Black Planet)

Master,

i should tell You about an experience i had which frightened me yesterday. when i am very scared, i think i do not tell You my feelings. i tend to hide them as is my habit. but i must reveal all things to You, so i will. yesterday, while i was walking, some fellow (black neighborhood hoodlum) waved at me across the street.

i saw him out of the corner of my eye but i did not engage and kept walking. a few hours later, i was doing my laundry in the laundromat down my street. the place i do laundry locks the doors at 10pm and i was still drying my clothes inside at that point. when another lady who was there left, the same black guy came into the laundromat which is several blocks from where he waved at me before. i was the only person inside and i became quite scared when he spoke to me and told me that he had not come for laundry but to get to know me.

he claimed that i had once spoken to him before and that he thought i was single because i am always walking around alone. i am not sure if i have spoken to him. i get hit on a number of times each day and it is possible that i may have given him some brief response but i don't remember. this fellow was fairly insistent on talking to me and was unhappy when i told him i had a boyfriend because he said he wanted to be my boyfriend. i was very scared because the doors were locked so no one could come inside the laundromat, even if i screamed. even though i often tell You that i should be raped when my cunt is wet and i am walking home, i am not at all aroused when i am actually scared. i do not think about how i am a true slut. i just become upset.

there often are men that watch me. i remember years ago, there was a nigerian fellow who would hit on me from time to time. he one day asked me why i did not walk passed where he usually saw me and i lied and said i was out of town. he said that it was a lie because his friend saw me several miles from where he usually saw me. in essence, he and his friends watched me and notified each other where i was. i want to be supervised and owned by your Cock at all times but i do not enjoy when others watch me. even though the fellow that bothered me yesterday was technically young and rather good looking, his attention had only a negative effect on me. he was rather clingy and did not take to my extremely standoffish behavior to him or my direct admission that he made me very uncomfortable. he did eventually leave and i took my laundry home.

i guess it means that i want only to dread the wrath of You, my Master and that the fear that makes my cunt wet for You is something i can only feel for You. i want my fear to exist for a reason and the reason it exists is only to please You because pleasing You is my purpose.

when You forbid me from serving the silly master of ddd cup slut today, i became extremely wet. i am so thankful that You are interested in me enough to bar me from serving anyone else or fucking anyone else. i love to be kept chaste for your Cock. i never let myself cum although i admit that this does not require effort on my part. ever since your Cock showed me that my purpose to be a fuckhole slave for You, i have been unable to enjoy my own fingers very much. my fingers do not own me as your Cock does and i need to feel owned to cum hard now.

Sir, i met a potential bitch boy today, and i think he will be a good pet. i continued writing my story in a very expensive restaurant and ordered several items throughout the day. i then invited this bitch boy for his interview and of course, he paid my tab. he begged me to dominate him in the hotel across the street but i will make him wait and pine for me until next week.

Master, i pray to your Cock to be effective at my current goals. i pray to find a slut at the upcoming party for You. i pray to show your Cock true love with my fuckholes. Amen.

thank You,
kittyslut in training