Webslut Madison Ch. 10

Madison walked toward her class. She had readjusted her top so nobody could see the writing, and continued toward class, crossing the street. She felt vulnerable, knowing how she looked, knowing that she would have to sit through class with the cardigan off, knowing that it would be difficult to take it off without showing everyone the writing on her body, knowing that she would look like a trollop, and knowing that she was being forced into all of it - including masturbating in the bathroom. She knew she craved it, though, and knew that she wanted to be forced and compelled to do all of it.

Madison didn't say much the rest of the way. She was on time this time and there were too many people around. She wondered if anyone noticed the video and wondered what she was doing. And of course, she noticed eyes darting to and from the exposed skin between the left and right sides of her cardigan. She felt trapped and exposed, and wondered if anyone knew what she had written on her body - or what she had stuffed in her ass.

As she walked, the plug began to become more noticeable. She could feel its pressure inside her rectum as she took each step. As she approached her class, she knew she wasn't walking as she usually did. She was swaying her hips a little more and taking shorter steps with her feet a little farther apart, trying to stifle her arousal as well as the uncomfortable sensation of a long walk with her ass filled. She wondered if anyone noticed the difference in her gait.

"Okay, here goes," she said to the camera before entering the building. She quickly maneuvered into the lobby. A group of several guys standing in the center of the wide room seemed to feast their eyes on her body. A couple of girls walked by and gave her a disgusted look. "I feel like such a cheap little slut," she thought. "And that's good, that's what I deserve. Because that's what I am. I need this. I need to feel like a slut. I need to look like the class whore."

Madison stepped into the classroom. She could feel the conversation die as she walked in. Guys stopped mid-sentence, unable to focus their attention on the conversation they were having before they saw her outfit. "Oh my god, look!" She heard one girl exclaim to a friend. The friend turned and looked, and Madison could see the two whispering as she then turned away, and although she couldn't hear what they were saying, she knew it couldn't be nice.

Madison walked up the middle aisle of the classroom and approached her usual seat right in the center of the room. Oh, how she longed to just lift up her shirt and blurt out what she was, blurt out that she was exposed all over the internet, beg everyone to stare and to ultimately ruin her. She needed it. She craved it so badly. She desperately wanted to kneel on the floor and slide her jeans down, exposing her plugged ass to the room. She wanted to be pinned to the floor as she was forcibly stripped, teased, and tormented.

Madison's mind drifted away to a land of fantasy. There she was, nude, plugged, "slut" written on her stomach. She was lying on her back on the floor. Half the class had their phones out, taking pictures of her. A girl asked her how she expected to become a teacher when she acted like such a whore. "I don't - I won't - I want you all to ruin me," she said in her fantasy. "Ruin my reputation. Post those pictures online and tell everyone that I'm a worthless slut. I don't expect you to have any respect for me. Use me, please!"

A guy bent down and spat on her face. A girl took off her flip flop and rubbed her bare foot on Madison's cheek. Then, she felt something warm on her stomach. She looked up, and - oh my god! A guy had pulled his cock out and started pissing on her! What the fuck! Madison wasn't into that - or was she?! Now she could not be sure.

The thought of someone pissing on her, as humiliating as it was, was off-putting enough to snap her out of her fantasy world and bring her abruptly back to reality as she realized she had to bring her mind to a halt and fast. She quickly realized that she had been standing at the front of the class for several seconds, allowing the occupants of the room to have a much longer, lingering stare at her body than even she was comfortable giving, at least in this situation. Thankfully, she had at least absent-minded my kept tugging downward on her top as she stood there, at least she thought she had.

Madison walked to the third seat in the row. She felt like she was walking down a runway the way people stared at her. She reached the seat and saw Dan, the guy who always occupied the seat to her left. Madison placed her bag on the floor next to the seat. She didn't look at anyone at this point - she didnt want to see their reactions. She could feel their reactions, and that was enough for her to become immensely aroused.

"How's it going?" Asked Dan.

"Oh, uh - good, not bad," Madison replied as if she had awoken from some sort of stupor.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but you look really cute today," he said. Madison thanked him, blushing a little. Dan was about six feet, two inches tall. He was thin, probably weighing about 170 pounds, and Madison liked to imagine that he had a six-pack hidden somewhere under his polo. He had dark, curly hair that was neither long nor short, and he always seemed to have a five o'clock shadow. Madison thought he was cute, but had never tried anything with him.

At that moment Madison remembered that she had to take off her cardigan. Holding her top down with her left hand, she first placed her phone in her bag. She leaned it up against some of the contents of the bag so that the camera portion was sticking out and continued recording her every move from inside of the bag.

Madison then held her top with both hands as she shrugged her shoulders, trying to get the cardigan to fall off her shoulders and onto her arms on its own. It didn't work very well. She then tried holding her crop top with her right hand and pulling the cardigan off of her right shoulder with her left hand, by that didn't work either, because her right elbow was keeping her from pulling the cardigan off enough to let it fall off her arm on its own. It was somewhat of a spectacle, and people were starting to notice. Of course, all of this was an effort to keep the markings on her midriff hidden.

"What are you doing?" Dan asked with a snicker.

"Oh, um -" Madison began, a little embarrassed that he had noticed. "I'm trying to take this off, but I don't want my top riding up," she admitted. "It's a little revealing."

"Here, let me help you," he offered. Madison held the front of her crop top with her left hand and turned her back to Dan, offering him her right hand behind her back. He pulled the cardigan off her right shoulder and down her arm, finally removing it from the right side of her body altogether. She then held her top with her right hand and Dan repeated his actions on her left side.

"Thanks," Madison said nervously as Dan handed her the cardigan. "What do you think?"

"It looks cute," Dan replied.

"It's not too - you know, revealing - is it?"

"No, not at all," Dan lied. "It's cute - but I mean, it's not inappropriate or anything." Of course, Dan knew that it wasn't an appropriate outfit for a future teacher, but he was so excited to see a girl like Madison wear that outfit to class that he didn't dare do anything to discourage her.

Madison sat down in her chair. She was not comfortable at all. Her top rode up in he back, and she could feel the guy behind her locking on to her exposed flesh with his eyes and not letting go. She felt exposed. She knew she was being looked at, checked out by the guys and judged by the girls. She also could feel the plug pressing into her ass now that she was sitting down, and it not only became uncomfortable, but became arousing as well.

Madison tugged down on the front of her top again. The last thing she wanted was to expose "slut" to anyone - not here, anyway, and not now. She shifted her position in her seat, slouching to allow her skimpy top to cover more of her exposed midriff. The camera kept rolling, capturing the whole thing. Madison's heart began to race. Se knew what the next part of her task was. She took a deep breath, trying to keep her hands and thighs from shaking - she needed to appear composed in her class, and she didn't want to give away the fact that she was a nervous, horny mess inside.

The professor came in and started his lecture. He didn't even notice Madison's outfit, or if he did, he did his best not to stare or draw attention to it. It didn't matter. Madison could feel Dan sneaking glances t her exposed back and left side from his seat to her left. She tugged nervously on her top again. She looked to her right once to see a cute girl giving her a disgusting look, and the girl quickly turned away when Madison looked. And she knew the guy behind her, an overweight, slobby type, was piercing her back with his eyes. She wondered if her thong was exposed in the back, but she didn't dare check. Giving that guy an eyeful of her panties was the least of her worries.

She kept tugging on her top every minute it seemed as class went by. Madison realized that she wasn't paying the least bit of attention. She was becoming aroused like she had never been before. She could feel herself press her legs together, slouch her shoulders, and move one leg against the other in hopes of feeling something, anything, between her legs. She leaned forward, spreading her legs, trying to force the plug deeper into her ass. She needed this. She needed some sort of sensation that would add to her arousal.

Madison leaned back, tugging down on her top to keep the filthy scrawling covered. She looked over at Dan, who was now ogling her exposed midsection. She adjusted her top again, and could sense that he knew she was uncomfortable and began stealing glances at her as opposed to staring. Madison lifted her feet off the floor, again trying to shift the position of the plug in her ass ever so slightly. She spread her legs and then closed them again.

Finally, Madison couldn't take it anymore. It was time. She wasn't scared of what she was going to do anymore - she had become so aroused that she craved it. Quickly, she stood, bent down to pick up her bag, and threw it over her left shoulder with her left hand.

"Shit!" She thought. She had forgotten to make sure the word "slut" didn't pop out from under her top! That was a risky maneuver and she knew it. "Fuck! I hope it didn't - I hope nobody saw!" She felt like a tramp, a tease, and a trollop as she walked to the front of the class, took a hard right, and headed for the door. Every eye in the room focused on her as she marched her tight, exposed body to the door and left the room.

As soon as she was outside the classroom, Madison pulled her phone out of her bag and was once again talking to the camera. She looked around, looked back at the camera, and began.

"God, I - I'm not sure if - I hope nobody saw the writing on my stomach, I picked up my bag and - I think my top might have come up. I don't know - I hope nobody saw. But I guess if someone did, then I - then The whole class will know what I am. God, that is so hot, all those people knowing I'm a slut and knowing all about the fact that I'm exposed everywhere - forcing me to give them blowjobs to keep their mouths shut - God, I would really be a slut!"

Madison kept walking to the bathroom. "I really hope nobody saw it, though, I mean - it would be hot, and one of these days I really do want to be completely ruined but - I want to have a lot of fun first, you know? But I'm really not sure - someone could have seen it." Madison looked around to make sure nobody was in the vicinity. "Someone could have seen this," she said as she pulled her shirt up to expose the word "slut" as she walked through the hallway. "Hell, someone might see it now. They might see that I'm a slut, if they didn't already know based on my outfit.

"God, I love that too, just - being forced to dress up and up to class looking like a whore. All the guys were staring, the girls scowling - I want them all to fuck my ass, one after the other, tell me I'm a no good whore and I'm such a stupid slut for destroying myself online - and I want them to leave me there covered in their cum and post a video of them forcing me, forcing me to take their cocks and eat their pussies, forcing me to be a huge slut. And I want to be forced to wear even less to class than I did today. Forced. Please, please, someone do this to me. I want someone out there to literally ruin me."

Madison had reached the restroom. Thankfully, she hadn't encountered anyone on the way. She quickly entered a stall and threw down her bag. She hung her phone by a piece of string that she had run through the case ahead of time, by hooking the string to the coat hook on the back of the stall door. She wadded up some toilet paper and stuck it between the phone screen and the door so that the phone would tilt downward and capture her every move from the best angle - above.

Madison's shirt was still pulled up to expose the writing on her body as she quickly took her shoes off and then pulled her jeans off, putting her shoes back on only because of where she was. She turned her ass to the camera, bent over, and gave a show as she pulled down her thong. She pulled it off, over her shoes, and put it in her bag.

"I just wore a butt plug in class," she said as she spread her cheeks, giving the viewer a nice look in between them, before she straightened up and turned around. She smiled at the camera before continuing, "because I'm a filthy little slut. And I liked it, and it turned me on, and now I came here to fuck myself." With that, Madison slipped two fingers into her swollen, wet pussy, which might have been as wet as it had ever been. Madison could smell her pussy as soon as she took off her jeans, and it only made her feel like even more of a slut.

Madison sat down on the toilet and leaned back, spreading her legs and facing the camera. "Ohhhh, yes," she whispered at the camera. "What if someone comes in here, and catches me? Ohhhh God, please come in here and catch me. Make me do filthy things to keep you quiet, ohhhh yes!" Madison fantasized about a heavyset butch lesbian girl hearing her moan and kicking her way into the stall before forcing Madison to eat her pussy, leaving Madison a horny, slobbering mess on the floor before leaving as if nothing had happened.

"God, ohhhh, what if it's someone from my class? Oh god, I fucking want someone to - to fucking catch me! Fucking humiliate me! Fucking tell everyone I'm a dirty nasty filthy slut who wears butt plugs to class and writes "slut" on my stomach and goes to class dressed like a whore and likes it so much I leave and fuck myself in the school bathroom! Fucking tell everyone what a nasty slut I am! Humiliate me in front of my - my friends and make them see what all my dirty little secrets are! And tell them I'm exposed all over the internet and I can't help it anymore and I want to be ruined!"

Madison was now vigorously pounding her cunt with three fingers. Her hand slapped against her pussy loudly enough that she briefly wondered if it could be heard out in the hallway. And her left hand was wrapped under her left leg, occasionally reaching for the plug in her ass, pulling it out and shoving it back in again so she could feel the sensation of her ass being stretched as she fucked her pussy. "Mmmm, fuck, I'm such a slut!" She moaned loudly.

Madison quickly pulled her top off with her left hand only, remembering her instruction not to stop masturbating, and threw it in her bag, which was sitting on the floor. "Yes, mmmm," she moaned as she pressed a fourth finger into her pussy. "I'm webslut Madison, and I want you guys to watch me fuck myself and ruin me! Ohhhh, I'm not getting spread around fast enough! I need to be destroyed, to be ruined! Ruin my reputation and ruin my life! Please!"

Madison closed her eyes. Just then, she heard the unmistakable sound of someone opening the door and entering the bathroom. She opened her eyes wide, continuing to fuck herself slowly but forcefully as the girl took a stall two stalls down from her. "Oh, shit, I wonder if she knows I'm in here." Madison thought.

"Oh, god, this is so hot!" Madison mouthed to the camera. "I'm so fucking horny I just want to cum!" Madison closed her eyes and leaned her head back. She thrust her fingers back inside her pussy as she moved her hips forward to accept them. She allowed her fingers to escape her pussy before thrusting them in slowly again.

Knowing that there was another girl in the bathroom only made Madison that much more aroused. She removed her fingers and thrust them in again. She could now hear the girl urinating. Madison just couldn't take it anymore. She had reached the point that she did not have the will to hold back, her aroused state had won, it had taken her over one hundred percent and there was no return. "Ohhhh," Madison let out a soft moan.

"Hello? Is there someone in here?" Madison heard the girl say.

In her stall, Madison was no longer slowly thrusting. She had been busted, and to her amazement, she loved it. She moaned again as she thrust her fingers into her cunt again as she pulled the plug out of her ass and thrust it in hard. Fueled by desire, she was thrusting her fingers in and out forcefully, at a rate of about three thrusts back and forth each second. Her hand slapped against her labia, creating the unmistakable sound of sex.

"Umm, are you okay?" The girl asked.

"I'm fine, I just - I'm -"

"Are you - you know?"

"Yes, yes, yes! I'm fucking myself, I'm - I don't care - fuck! I'm a slut! I'm a slut fucking myself in the school bathroom, ohhh, can you hear me, I'm -"

"Oh my GOD!"

"Yes, yes, you fucking caught me, oh, God, I wanted this, OHHH I'M SUCH A FUCKING FILTHY SLUT!" YES! YES! FUCK! YES! Madison screamed loudly as she came. Her hips were rocking back and forth on the toilet seat. Her fingers were shoved sideways in her pussy as she went. "Fuck yes, stay and listen, I fucking love it!"

Madison had never been so humiliated in her life, and she had never been so aroused. She shook violently as she heard the toilet flush in the other stall. "Ohhhh, god, yes, that was a good one, ohhhh yes!"

"Did you just cum?" The girl asked.

"Yes, I did. God, was that good." Madison removed her fingers from her pussy at last and began to lick them clean for the camera.

"So do you, umm, do this often?" The girl asked. Madison was starting to worry that she wasn't going to leave.

"No, I mean - first time in a school bathroom."

"Yeah. You should try to do it in a more crowded place without anybody hearing you sometime. It's hard. Really hard, but hot."

"Oh, thanks," Madison said. She couldn't believe anyone would think of that, especially not the one girl who happened to come in while she was in the act.

"You know, come to think of it, I - I'm going to go do it in the main cafeteria bathroom. 12:30, next Wednesday. It's my favorite place because there are always a ton of girls coming in and out. You should come join me - either just listen, or do it too, up to you."

"Okay, maybe," Madison said.

"Here," the girl said as she stuck her hand under the stall door. She held out a twine bracelet with beads on it. "So I can find you if you decide to come."

"Thanks," Madison said. She was starting to calm down and her heart rate was returning to something moderately resembling normal. She picked up her panties and put them on as she heard the girl run water to wash her hands.

Madison then picked up her top and put it back on as she heard the girl remove a towel from the dispenser. And as Madison took off her shoes and pulled her jeans back on, she heard the girl exit the bathroom.