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Within a couple days, Madison’s life seemed to return to normal. Or, at least, normal for her. She continued wearing revealing clothes, but she didn’t post anything on social media. Everything was normal until a couple days later, when Alyssa sent her a text and invited her to join a fetish networking site.
“What’s this?” Madison asked.
“It’s a website. You can connect with other people like you. Into humiliation and degradation and exhibitionism.”
“Oh, that would be awesome!” Madison didn’t even know anything like that existed.
Within twenty minutes, Madison had created a profile. She uploaded a few pictures – mostly the same ones she had uploaded to the porn site, a couple of bikini pictures and a couple in slutty outfits and then some nudes.
“Hi. I’m Madison,” she began on her main page. “For a while I’ve had fantasies about being totally exposed and ruined forever. I’ve don’t a decent amount already but always looking to do more. My biggest fantasy is to do things that are really risky and get my name out there and become famous for being a slut.”
“I’m also into degradation and humiliation. I love being called slut, cunt, whore, bitch or any other names that reflect who I really am. Talk nasty to me, I love it! And I like anal, having my face slapped, occasionally having sex with people I’m not supposed to want (think: old, fat, other girls, strangers) and trying to wreck my throat permanently. LOVE exposing my body for all to see and being told what a stupid whore I am for liking it so much!”
I have lots of filthy fantasies, too many to list here! Come on by and talk about them with me! Or just stop by and slut shame me if that’s your thing, the nastier the better! I get off on it! Basically, the more humiliated I feel the harder I cum. Or if you really want to get my attention, let’s talk about exposing me everywhere and everyone I know finding out what a slut I am! They’ll never look at me the same!”
Madison saved it and just sat there at her computer, wondering what would happen next. She started browsing profiles, looking at pictures. Some of the things she saw shocked even her – pictures of guys dressed up as sissy maids, videos people drinking piss, a girl who called herself a free use slut and put in her profile that she would have sex with anyone that wanted her, no questions asked. She saw sluts, slaves, masters and mistresses, and more.
It didn’t take long for the first messages and comments to come rolling in. Some were a little more innocent or even complimentary, others were not.
“Mmmmm your pussy looks delicious, istanbul escort can I bury my face in there?” One guy said. “Meet me in an hour!” Madison wrote back. She reached her hand into her jeans, the thought of fantasizing with the guy starting to arouse her.
“Wow. You have a perfect body!” One said.
“That ass looks like it’s begging to be abused,” she read. “Abuse me, sir!” She wrote back.
“Such a dirty little fuck toy slut,” the next one said.
“I know it! Thanks babe, love hearing how slutty I am!”
Madison kept scrolling through the comments. It was a good mix of compliments and guys telling her she was a slut, with a few others mixed in. Then the DMs started coming too. This was a little different, mostly guys asking if she was available to fuck and if she wanted to meet, or writing a two-page elevator speech (which was probably canned, she thought) telling her how they wanted to own her body and that they could give her something nobody else could. Probably mostly fakes, she thought.
One of the comments suggested that she set up a FAQ page where people could ask her questions and she would answer them. Another asked if she was open to receiving tasks, dares, or suggestions for things she could do – for example, ways she could tease her nipples or ways she could expose herself in a daring way. These ideas she liked, she’d save them for later, she thought. But she had to go to class, so she closed the computer and left.
That day, Madison wore a level 1 top – nothing too revealing, it was basically a short cropped hoodie and a pair of leggings. She did let her thong hang out in the back, though. Nothing out of the ordinary happened in class, either – of course, guys and girls were staring, but at this point, in early February, she was a month into dressing like a slut 24/7 and stares were part of the norm.
Sitting in class, she couldn’t wait to get back to her apartment and jump back on the website. But when she did, she was shocked. She had a few more photo comments, a few dozen messages, and even more likes. Unbelievable!
Madison barely read the comments, she just didn’t have time. She responded to one or two that really got her attention, that was all. Same with the messages. And then she went to work on her FAQ.
“Someone suggested I set up a leg where I will answer questions about myself. I’m just trying to keep all the Q)”
Q: “Do you enjoy pain?”
A: “Sort of, not for the pain itself but more for the humiliation and degradation aspect of it. Love having my face slapped. Don’t mind being spanked. But istanbul escort bayan I don’t want to be beaten or anything.”
Q: “What’s your biggest fantasy?”
A: “being completely and permanently exposed as a webslut and having everyone I know or ever will know find out about it.”
Q: “what state do you live in?”
A: “Illinois”
Madison was rubbing her pussy at this point, aroused by revealing so much about herself to complete strangers she would never meet. However, she decided she had enough of the questions for a while and switched over to her dares. Reading them, most of them seemed pretty boring despite her caution against boring her. They wanted her to wear nipple clamps to class, to spank herself ten times. Some wanted her to flash her tots at her window, some wanted her to blow a random guy.
“I’ve done basically all of these in one form or another. I wore clamps under my graduation gown (bachelors degree, I’m a masters student now). Flashed at windows. Flashed in auditorium. Blown multiple strangers. Any others?” She was starting to see the problem – they had no idea what she had been up to for the last couple years and were either treating her like a total newbie, or going too easy on her, or, in the case of the guy that wanted her to shove her head in a public toilet to humiliate herself or put a bowling pin in her pussy, gross or weird. She decided to add some more to her profile.
First, she went to her main profile and updated it. It was time, she decided, to embrace her Webslut Madison identity here.
“I’m already fairly exposed. I have lots of amateur porn videos and pictures on the net. I’m known as Webslut Madison. Find my videos and photos. It’s not hard. Send me a message and let me know you’ve seen me online. It makes me super excited! Or tell me what your favorite video was! Also – for people trying to dare me, you might want to check that out to get an idea of what I’m into and what I’ve already done.”
Then, she navigated over to her dares page.
“Update: I’m getting basically two kinds of dares here – some are boring (no offense). I’ve already done a lot, really. Just look up Webslut Madison (that’s me!) and you’ll see what I mean. Just trying not to have a bunch of people daring me to do things when there’s already a video online of me doing basically the same thing.
The other kind of dares are the weird/gross kind. I’m not drinking piss, licking toilets or eating anything that has been in my ass. Sorry to disappoint, but ewww! And I’m not putting bowling pins or other unusually large objects escort istanbul in any of my holes. They wouldn’t fit anyway! Just because I’m a slut and I like being used doesn’t mean I’m loose and worn out, and I’d like to stay tight so I can please cock! 😉
I suggest looking over the Webslut Madison material, I really want dares on how to humiliate myself, degrade myself, and expose myself. So I can get off to it! Not hurt myself, stretch myself, permanently disfigure myself, end up in the hospital, or bore myself to death!
Thanks! Best dare today gets a video of me doing it uploaded here!”
Madison then navigated back to her Q)”
Madison looked and she was up to 300 followers already. She decided to make another post. “Expose me?” It was titled.
“Anybody want to find my personal social media accounts, you could have a lot of fun with me there…”
A moment later, she navigated back to her dare page. “How about a picture of your thong sticking out while you sit in class with a plug in your ass?” One dare suggested. She replied that she would try, and went over to her Q)” Madison wrote back. She hopped back on the computer and started to post. “Expose me everywhere,” she titled it.
“Please post me anywhere you want, like other websites, and send links to my exposure in this post so I can see myself getting more and more fucked and ruined!”
Madison’s phone went off. She picked it up, it was Alyssa. “What are you wearing tomorrow, slut?”
“Tight low-rise jeans, thong. A level 3 shirt.”
“Good. See you in class!”
Madison put her phone down and went back to her computer.
“I dare you to post links to your social media on your page,” one poster said.
“No thanks. If you look hard enough I’m sure you can find it anyway. I do want to be exposed but I want someone to have to work for it, to really want to ruin me.”
“Here’s a task for you,” the next one said. “Print out a photo of your body with Webslut Madison written on it and hang it up in the men’s room at your school library!”
“Ummmm hot? But I’d rather have someone do this for me. And I’d never know because I’m not going to go in the men’s room, right? Any takers?”
Madison flipped over to her Q&A:
Q: “ever had sex in public?”
A: “yes. Backseat of car, at the park…good times!”
Q: Do you like having sex with strangers?
A: “Yes!!! It’s risky but so exciting and definitely makes me feel like a slut! Like it when they slap and degrade me too! I’ve been kinda bad about this lately actually…”
Madison decided she’d had enough for one day and soon went to bed. She didn’t even masturbate. God, she was so excited and she tossed and turned but did not sleep well. She was too excited about being exposed even more, about interacting with the people who were fantasizing about her in a whole new way.
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