Getting the basic off first. fuck u imgur and fuck u reddit. auto delete the post cause of some bulltshit reddit rule. Fuck off. Yall here that I just - Simply Confess

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Getting the basic off first.

f*** u imgur and f*** u reddit. auto delete the post cause of some bulltshit reddit rule. F*** off. Yall here that I just found now cause of google can have it.

1 deleting this account the second I post. If I cant delete it, f*** it. I’ll logoff and forget its credentials.

2 I’m not at the, how my command/military calls the ‘BIG SAD.’ I’m not a sucidal person or one that is normally depressed. F*** I dont know what that s*** is suppose to feel like or if I even have some characteristics right now; like a contsant state of sadeness or something? I dont f****** know.

3. I’m just here to data dump a f*** ton, mentally. I ain’t here to commit treason. Still like to get paid thank you very much.

4.i dunno. this might be more of a vent than confession. delete this post if it doesnt fit. i do not care

5.If it feels like I’m coming off as insulting, I apologize to a degree. Would like to think its just the crew being a bad influence on me but i think the military as a whole has altered how I act and talk. So sorry not sorry. I’m deleting this account anyway so yall can use your internet points to make yourself feel good. Insult me back, right as paragrapoh insult back. I dont give a f*** dipshit. I’m leaving this pile of crap here, yall can take it or skip past or f****** get a mod to delete it.

TL:DR. I am a walking p************ that probably and most likely derseved to die, I cant contrubite jack s*** to my ship/division but I’m still here I guess.

My entire life is a huge f*** up and its my fault becasue I was young, immature and didn’t realize the opportunity my parents gave me until its too late. Had the opportunity to get my bachelor’s degree. Didn’t. Shot my f****** self in the foot there. Didn’t even tall my parents bout me dropping out till it was too late and made my mom cry. Got a f****** useless associates degree so I can technically prove i went to college. Military paid me more for my college credits so yay i guess.

I was getting old. Not like holy s*** old , but old. My dad probably get that sense too. Hes the once that helped me go to the recruiters office. Wasn’t as wrecked like my mom was when I told him about college. Lot more understanding for a dude that literally burned his f****** money than I thought he be.

Life got a tad better but now im here. Im out of my parents house and am fully supporting myself. Parents don’t have to suffer a failure of a son and a walking dissapointment that I am. Still don’t get why they had me. My brother is essentially a f****** doctor. The DUDE is a doctor. I am a college dropout that wasted his parents money, doesnt even have a degree, and to top it off, is a scrub-a** useless motherfucking enlisted scrub that cant even do his job.

Guys in my division nearly 7 years younger than me are doing a better job than I am. I already have a f****** counseling chit cause thats how much i f****** s*** at my job. Barely understand anything in my work area, which is probably entiurely my fault. I have no passion or motiviation for this crap. I signed up to be an IT. Military said f*** you we have a b******* merger thing and actually ur a f****** etr. radioman. F****** fine. Still get a paycheck. Finished deployment, probably most miserable part of my life but I guess I a ‘real sailor’ or some dumb crap.

Technially qualified but the guys still treat me the same. Totally feel like im a vital part of the crew, which I’m not. Can’t do my job, can barley manage the room by myself, keep f****** up my maintinantce, my senior probably f****** hates me cause i don’t know s***. Gets pissed at me if i forget how to do something, which happens more than you think, or ask him for help too much. acusses me of having adhd. Says sorry one day and goes right back to being the narcissictic prick that will do ANYTHING to make himself look good for that sweet advancement. the dude has adhd, bad. f****** smart but just high octane. I’m pretty sure I have a short term memory problem. Forget things at the worst possible moments if I lose focus or forget to set reminders and all that. Annoying and i hate it and hate myself for not displining my mind.

I feel like dead weight cause i am. I prove nothing vital to the ship, its crew, and my division. I might be paranaoid but im also probably the f****** laughing stock of my division for being the most useless person ever. I am a f****** loser. Old-ish, no degree. can’t do anything right. no friends, single (is that even a thing to be ashamed of? i dont know. I dont have a desire to start a lovely dovey relationship, but it would be nice to have an actual friend. I never tried so again its my fault), a s***** a** enlisted f*** instead of a damn officer like i could of been if I just sucked it the f*** up for an extra year. but no. P**** a** civilian me found it too difficult to study even though I HAD THE INTERNET AT MY FINGER TIPS, tutors, the professor that I can f****** email at any time. Nope. Civilian me needed his offtime as if i didn’t have enough of that s*** back then. Instead of me being in the wardroom, I’m here. I dont even care about the officer at this point. I dont have what it takes to f****** lead. A loser like me cant lead others. I just want my f****** degree and also my retirement from the military. f*** the sta21, just let me get my degree so my mom has something to be proud of.

i hate my life, dislike my job, dislike that one guy in my division, f*** yourself you adhd f***, hate the decisions and actions that led me here. If I never existed, my parents would be happy. My older brother is a f****** doctor. Thats good s***. I am a failure. A good for nothing loser that has done nothing right and has nothing to show. Just another f****** p************ in the enlisted cog wheel. Dont get me wrong tho. Military is nice. Roof under my head, free electricity, water. Life is f****** good, but then work comes around.

I feel useless cause I am. I cant do anything. My division probably hates me and makes fun of me cause of it. If i died/killed myself the next day it would affect nothing on my ship outside of the monumental paperwork the yoemans will have to go through. Been actually having thoughts. Like man, that peir water. Its winter and its f****** cold. All I gotta do is dive in, siwn down and breath a lungful and thatll be it. My life is probably at a dead end now or I’m realizing how much of a worthless human being I truly am now. I don’t f****** know if things will get better.

No one cares about me so why f****** bother tell them all of the above here plus some? Sure my chief probably cares but its his f****** JOB to care about me and the others. Everything I said is probably just me being a realy huge p**** and I need to the ‘2023’ version of manning the f*** up.

S*** s****. I f****** hate it even more when I’m standing watch and I have nothing else to think about except this. Am I going to talk to Doc/chaps/whoever? Most likely not. They do not give a s*** about me and my livelihood cause I am probably just being a little b****. Am I going to kill myself. Well like right right now. No. F*** no. Can’t help but have those thoughts tho.

I guess the short n sweet is s*** s**** and I s*** and I dont like sucking and my job and certain people arent making it better. Blows man but least i’m getting paid. Last thing and I’ll f*** off. Secret I have never told anyone. Reason why I like video games so f****** much is cause it makes the pain go away. I play that s***, everything just melts away and im the happiest m*********** on the planet. Also im probably f****** addicted to it but least im not an acoholic/smoker/vaper/that one guy who’s half ink.

New Confession

Mother made me take my pants down in front of her guests. She had five friends around the table and several of them had brought along their daughters who are my age and in my class at school. I had to take my pants down in front of them and then be punished while they watched and smirked.

Mother didn’t like something I said and so she ordered me to go get the belt. I hesitated thinking that she didn’t mean to punish me in front of everyone, especially the girls who were my classmates. She couldn’t, she wouldn’t. I snapped out of it when I heard Mother say, “That’s an additional ten strokes. Now do you want to go get the belt or shall I make it twenty strokes?”

I went immediately to fetch the belt. I returned and knelt before Mother as I presented the belt and the hand restraints. Mother ordered me to stand up and lower my pants and underwear. I was shocked and quivering. I fumbled to undo the snap and lower the zipper to slide out of my pants. The whole room looked on. My co.ck was already stiffening in my underwear and poking up. The girls looked at my crotch and they were amused.

I took down my underwear and my co.ck sprang up, wobbling and the girls giggled. One woman said, “Oh my.” Mother told me to take off my pants and fold them neatly and place them on the chair. I obeyed. Then she put me over her knee, restrained my hands behind me and she reached under me and grabbed my balls. Mother held me in place by my balls and then she began my whipping.

They all watched my bare bottom turning red with each stroke. They heard me gasp and plead that I’d be a good boy and Mother replied, “Yes you will be a good boy when I am done with you, won’t you?” “Yes ma’am, yes ma’am,” I moaned.

Mother told me that I had interrupted her gathering and disturbed her friends. She made me thank her for each stroke. She whipped my bare bottom fifteen times and then she added the extra ten strokes I earned for hesitating when ordered to go get the belt.

I was then allowed to stand up and my swollen co.ck was dripping clear fluid out the hole and down onto my balls. One of the women said, “That thing looks bigger now than when you started.” Mother ordered me to apologize for disturbing the gathering. I stood there with my red bottom and my red face and told everyone that I was sorry for disturbing them.

Mother then ordered me to apologize to each person. She directed me to stand in front of Mrs. Bunting and apologize to her first, which I did. Mrs. Bunting looked at my throbbing, wet co.ck and then I moved over and stood in front of Mrs. Bourne, and then the others.

Mother made me apologize to each of their daughters. One girl, Brenda reached out and grabbed my wet co.ck head and asked, “Why is this thing so wet.” Mother said, “That’s the way it gets dear.” They all laughed.

Mother told me to bend over the arm of the sofa and she handed the belt to Brenda and told her add any strokes she thought I needed. Brenda was delighted and said, “Sure, he deserves more.” Becky said, “He’ll probably get wetter.” Brenda snapped the belt across my bare bottom and I howled as a second stroke and a third stroke hit. Becky took her turn and then Jeannie took the belt. Jeannie snapped it between my legs and caught my ball sac and I jumped and squirmed as they all laughed and joked.

Then Mother had me stand in middle of the room with the tears rolling down my face and the clear liquid rolling down my purple, bulging shaft. My co.ck stayed hard for twenty minutes. It wobbled about as the girls touched it. Jennifer borrowed her mother’s camera to take a few pics, so now she and her mom have pics of me hard, sobbing with a wet erection and a red bottom.

As my co.ck started to soften, Mother asked me if I was ready to put my pa.nties on. She asked the guests if I’d look better in pink pa.nties or yellow pa.nties. They selected the yellow. I was sent to retrieve the yellow pa.nties. I returned with the frilly yellow ones with my co.ck half hard and bouncing with each step. Mother had me put on the yellow frilly pa.nties and then thank everyone for selecting them.

I was glad to have my co.ck and balls covered-up again. Jeannie soon lowered my pa.nties for another inspection. They all watched and Jeannie took a few pics. Jeannie asked about who was going to discipline me tomorrow. Mother said that Jeannie could stop by after school to do that and any other of the girls could come along too.

The next day after school I was escorted by Jeannie who told me all the way home that she was going to whip me to tears until I was begging and pleading. She did. She whipped my bare bottom harshly while Brenda watched and waited to supplement the strokes with more. Brenda was amused but Jeannie was very dedicated to inflicting as much pain as she could.

After being whipped two days in a row my bottom was sore. My balls ached too. Jennifer still has the pics and so does Jeannie. Jeannie has made many after school visits to keep me disciplined with Mother’s consent. The two of them have a friendly relation. Jeannie is very demanding, like my Mother. Jeannie really enjoys using the leather belt and she said she feels good and she feels relieved after disciplining me.

I got a whipping from Jeannie today. I’m sure she’ll walk me home tomorrow and all the way she’ll tell me how she’s going to snap my balls with the belt, make my co.ck turn purple and my bare bottom welted from her strokes.

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