Webslut Madison Ch. 19

"Fuck, why do I want this?" She began to ask herself as she began to lick the dildo, preparing herself for what she knew she had to do. "Why do I want so desperately to be exposed, to be ruined? Why did I ever want to be such a slut? Why did I turn into a Webslut? I could have had such a normal, American Dream-y existence, but no, I had to go and be a complete slut!"

The answer, of course, was positioned between her legs, supplemented between her ears. She knew she got the best orgasms when she was completely humiliated and degraded and exposed. This is why she always crawled back for more, no matter the risk - the reward in the form of a shuddering orgasm was worth whatever the eventual cost turned out to be. And so it was that Madison stroked her puffy, beaten pussy as she opened her mouth and slid the dildo inside.

Slowly, Madison pushed the dildo into her mouth. She knew what Dan wanted. She knew how much he enjoyed the video of her wrecking her throat and she knew that was what she needed to do. She was so turned on by now she didn't care who saw her.

Madison tilted her head back and pushed it in farther, until it hit the back of her throat. She pulled it out partway before thrusting it back in, her thrusts becoming faster but initially not any farther.

"That's it, slut," she heard Dan say over the loudspeaker. "Finger your pussy. Show me how much getting throat fucked turns you on."

Madison stuffed two fingers in her swollen cunt. "God, oh GOD this feels good!" She thought. "I'm such a fucking dirty little whore!" This time, she pushed the dildo to the back of her throat, but instead of stopping, she forced it inside. Leaning her head back, she stuffed her throat full of the plastic and rubber object. She felt herself gag, but she kept going, farther, farther.

"Uckh!" She coughed. Tears ran from her eyes. She wished the audience could see her cry, if there was even anyone there. She pulled the dildo out along with a big was of phlegm, which rolled off her lips and landed on her chest.

"Mmmm," she said. "I fucking love this. Want to see more?"

"Keep going, slut!" She heard over the loudspeaker. She complied. Opening again, she shoved the dildo in, farther this time. Compelled by some whorish desire, as soon as the dildo was in as far as it could go, she started repeatedly slapping her own face.

"Uggh! Ugh! Ohhh!" She cried, but her cries were muffled by the object lodged in her throat. She could barely breathe, but she forced it in farther, convulsing, her body instinctively trying to expel the object, but she held firm.

Finally, she coughed again as she pulled the dildo free. Phlegm - maybe even stomach acid, she wasn't really sure - flew from her mouth and landed on her naked body. She panted, gasping, but did so knowing she needed more.

Madison quickly complied with her own desires. She opened wide, thrusting it as far as it would go. She rammed it in her throat until she had fit it entirely in her mouth, all twelve inches. Biting down to hold it still, she laid down on her back, stuffed a third finger in her pussy, and slapped her face as hard as ever.

She sniffled. Tears erupted from her eyes and she wailed a muffled wailing sound.

Her whole head quivered as she struggled against her innate desire to free herself from the object lodged in her throat. Madison slapped herself again, and again. "Ohhhh, fuck, take it you fucking whore! Beat your own face for him - for them - you know you need it you dumb bitch! Ohhhh! Wreck your fucking throat, you nasty slut!" She thought to herself as she struck her face again.

In that moment, Madison felt like a truly depraved piece of shit. Her only purpose in that state was to debase herself as much as possible. Not only would it please whatever audience she had - she hoped - but in a sick and twisted way, it was pleasing to her as well.

She coughed the dildo out again, gasping for breath. Stopping for a moment, she smeared the phlegm on her face - or at least the part of her face not covered by the mask.

"You like that, don't you?" She asked out loud to her perhaps imaginary audience. "You like watching this fucking dumb slut wreck her own throat for you? Ohhhh yes, I want to ruin it! Ruin it beyond repair! Want to watch me? It's going to hurt so bad. I'm going to love it. I love it - I love humiliating myself - exposing and ruining myself for you! I love the way it makes me feel like a pathetic piece of shit!"

Madison thrust the dildo in as deep as she could, taking it all the way. Instead of holding it this time, though, she pulled it out about halfway, until it was barely penetrating her throat, and then rammed it deep in her throat with full force. Watching her, Dan could see the end of the dildo as it made its way up and down her neck, over and over.

"Ohhhh, fuck!" She exclaimed at last. "You guys know I love this, right? Yeah, that's right. I actually crave this. Abusing myself for you! I'm such a cunt! Ohhhh, fuck yeah, I actually get turned on by this! Do you think I'm a pathetic slut now? I hope so! Don't love me, ohhhh, don't respect me. Just use me and think of me as a used up, exposed, humiliated piece of trash!"

Madison's throat was becoming raw. She jammed two fingers up her ass and slammed the dildo into her throat again and again. It seemed to get easier, her throat more willingly opened to accept the penetration she craved. Her tears were visible now, coming out from under her mask. She loved it. She reamed her throat again and again, barely stopping to breathe, and when she did, she took her fingers out of her ass and started to suck on them. Nobody told her to, she just did it of her own free will.

"That's it, I'm just a nasty ass to mouth slut!" She said aloud. "So who wants to come use me? Jack off to me? Dump used condoms on me and force me to suck your cum out? I'm just a slut. Use me however you want!"

"Now, orgasm for me. Madison. Show me how much you truly enjoy this!"

Madison nodded. She was going to orgasm all right. But she had her own ideas about how she was going to do it, and Dan knew her well enough by now to know to just let her be and watch the filth unfold, because she had a truly filthy mind and would act on it to a great degree.

Madison spread her legs, inching closer to the edge of the stage. She slapped her pussy hard before digging three fingers inside. "Mmmm, yes, see what this does to me? See how wet I am because I'm abused? I just - I just want to be exposed! Shown off everywhere!" She started fingering herself vigorously. "If anybody took a video just post it all over the internet. I'd be thrilled. I want people to see this shit. Me acting like a whore." Even in that moment, as aroused as she was, she was careful not to reveal her true identity, lest the room be packed full of her classmates.

"That's right," she said as she took her fingers out of her pussy and spread her lips apart for her imaginary audience. While at first there were only a couple dozen people, now she imagined a couple hundred, all fixated on the sight before them - a young college slut proudly humiliating herself, spreading her fuckhole for them. She couldn't take it any longer.

Madison backed up slightly, grabbing the dildo. She knelt on the floor and placed the dildo on the floor with the tip facing the ceiling, and resting her ass on her feet, she leaned forward and forced her head down over it.

"You're not stopping until you cum," she told herself. "No matter what."

Madison forced her head down savagely, impaling her throat on the cock as she reached behind her to stuff her pussy with her fingers. She moaned as her throat relaxed again, accepting her dildo. She bent forward, bobbing her head up and down, up and down.

Madison started to drift away from herself. Her head was bobbing, her throat becoming more raw and abused by the second. She forced herself down so far her lips hit the floor, and just then, she reached behind herself and plunged two fingers in her ass to go with the three in her pussy.

"Take it. You slut. Slut, slut, slut!" She thought to herself. "You're so fucking dumb for doing this! Such a nasty bitch! You deserve for this room to be full of everyone you know! You deserve to be exposed, outed to everyone, slut, slut, slut, I'm a slut!"

Madison collapsed, her whole body shaking. She fell onto her right side as her body was ripped in two by a terrific orgasm. She closed her eyes, seeing stars, barely able to breathe. The dildo was still lodged in her throat, she had forced it so far it stuck! But she didn't care. She was about to black out when she felt another orgasm coming, and let herself have it.

Madison thought for a moment she was floating above her own body, watching as hundreds of people looked on in awe at the tenacity with which she humiliated herself. She watched from above as she convulsed, rolling onto her stomach, further impaling herself as her mouth hit the floor. Her eyes barely opened, but she wanted more. She wanted it all.

Dan calmly walked onto the stage and forcefully pulled the dildo from the convulsing slut's mouth and placed it on the floor. She continued to shake, slowly coming to, slowly realizing what she had just done.

"Are you okay? What happened there?" He asked, legitimately concerned.

"I - Dan, I - oh my God, I fucking - I fucked myself, I - I choked, I was watching myself, I -"

"Where are we?" He asked, testing her. She was becoming more coherent, looking around, seeing nothing of course.

"We're in the auditorium," she said at last.

"Okay. Ready for one more surprise?" Dan placed a key into the lock and turned, unzipping the mask and pulling it off her face. He pulled the blindfold off, and that's when she saw what he was talking about.

"Oh - OH MY GOD DAN!" She shrieked. The auditorium was not empty at all. Row after row were filled with stunned onlookers. "FUCK!" She shrieked. She turned and ran off stage as fast as she could before anyone recognized her, not stopping to count or see if anyone she knew had been present. She ran through the curtain and to the place where she had left her clothes. Her bra and panties had disappeared, but she barely noticed.

As fast as she could, Madison tossed on her maroon cropped tee and pulled on her jeans, stepped into her shoes, and bolted out the back door.

It was only after she had run a hundred yards or so that she slowed to a brisk walk. "God, all those people!" She said softly to herself. "What am I? What have I turned into? God, I just beat myself and - and I - shit, I told them all how much I loved it - Fuck, how many people know about me now?!"

Madison looked down as tears of shame streamed down her face. It was then that she saw the word "slut" completely exposed between her shirt and jeans. She briefly moved a hand to cover it, then became so overcome by shame and arousal that she couldn't even make herself cover it up.

"You fucking need it you piece of shit. You need this whole school to know what you are anyway. You know you want it you fucking skank!" She said to herself. She cried relentlessly as she walked to her apartment. Her tears became heavy as she saw a couple approaching. Instead of covering her stomach, she covered her face, displaying the writing brazenly for them to see.

"Are - is that for real?" One of them asked her as she walked by. His friend slapped his arm. "I mean - are you okay?"

Madison just shook her head. "Fuck, I needed that!" She thought to herself. She cried harder as she began to jog. "Just a fucking slut. Can't you read? Yes, it's for real. I'm sure the whole fucking school will know by tomorrow!" And as humiliated as she was, she could not have been more aroused.

Madison quickly ran to the busy crossing, coming to the corner across from her apartment. She wiped her eyes, letting the few cars on the street have a good look at her.

"Oh, what the fuck, I'm ruined anyway!" She said. Madison raised her arms above her head, strutting her body. Her shirt raised up to just below her braless breasts as a result of her maneuver, she realized that she was getting what she always wanted. She pulled her shirt up, exposing her tits. A car honked, she just waved and sniffled through her tears. Madison ripped her shirt off, danced with it in her hands, in the air, and walked up the stairs to her apartment.