Webslut Madison Ch. 27

"I left. After I got groped and flashed the whole class. Then I fucked myself in the bathroom. See latest video!"

"Wow. Slut!"

"I know. Too horny for my own good."

"So...you liked being exposed on IG like that?"

"Yes and no. I'm always going to crave it. It feels so good!"

"But it's going to completely ruin me! And I can't get in to take it down, my password was changed!"

"Oh, shit!"

"Ok. Have to ask bc I gave you my twitter password. Was it you?"

A couple minutes went by before Alyssa responded.

"Come over and talk. I can help."

"Fuck," Madison thought. It was probably her. But if it wasn't, she'd be wasting precious time with her when she should be working taking down the posts. She took a breath, sighed, and went straight to Alyssa's apartment. Madison barely even noticed the guys staring at her anymore, or the girls giving her nasty looks as she walked.

"Hey, come in," Alyssa said as she greeted Madison at the door. "Bad day, I take it?"

Madison sighed as she walked in and sat down next to Alyssa on the couch.

"Yeah."

"I mean, you did ask for it," Alyssa said with a wry smile.

"Yeah. Alyssa, I need to know - did you do it or not? You're the only one I gave that password to. So if it wasn't you, some douchebag hacked me and I need to figure out how to fix it."

"My first piece of advice? Don't use the same password over and over," Alyssa said with a grin. "Second, don't beg for things you're not sure you want. And third? Never give anyone your password. Anyone, even someone you trust."

"Alyssa!!! Why?!"

"Well - I mean as a dominatrix I have people beg for things they aren't sure they want all the time. "Fist my ass, Miss! Kick me in the balls, Miss! Dress me up in lingerie and whip my ass, Miss!" Some decide they need it and become repeat customers. And some just want to see someone experience that cruel treatment so badly that they become a subject. And then they feel so humiliated they regret every second. Won't even say hello if they see me at the mall. But in order to find out what you really want - sometimes you have to experience it."

"No! Why? Why did you expose me?!"

"I thought you wanted it!"

"I did - I mean, part of me does - I mean, you know - I want to be exposed, I really do. I want it! But - I can't really explain. Can you please just take it down and give me my account back?"

"I could, but what fun would that be?"

"Alyssa! Please! It's been bad enough already. Do you know what I did? I went to class and everyone was staring at me like I'm a freak. And then someone tells me to check IG and I can't get in. And then guys start groping me and someone shows me the posts and then I knew I couldn't stay there but I showed the whole class my pussy and tits on my way out and before I knew what was happening I was in the bathroom with my fingers in my cunt, making a video, getting off and telling everyone how much I loved it!"

"Well, in that outfit, no wonder -"

"No! I mean I flashed on purpose, Alyssa! Like at the front of the room, lifted my skirt, lifted my shirt and might as well have just stripped naked!"

"You fucking slut! See, you needed it!"

"I don't! I need someone to contain me, not push me into self-destruction! I'm going to get there fast enough on my own! Please, please take it down!"

"Fine. You want it down, I'll take it down."

"Whew! Okay. Like, now, okay?"

"Okay. But you're going to do something for me."

"I fucking knew it! Why?!"

"Because I'm a mean sadistic bitch," she said with a laugh.

Just then Alyssa got a call on her cell. Madison sat impatiently as she listened to Alyssa argue with the caller.

"Yeah. This afternoon. Two o'clock. But it'll cost you. Depends on what you want this time. Oh? Oh, for that? Let's see. Three hundred. Yeah, you heard me you desperate cunt! Three hundred or wait until you have it. No, I'm not your fucking pimp, Amy! I don't care how cheap of a fucking whore you are or how desperate or pathetic you are. I'm not wasting my time whoring you out again today. Whore yourself out, get the money, bring it to me, and I'll hurt you. And I'll make it good, too. Yeah. I don't care where, it's not my problem! Because you're easy and cheap and nasty!

"Another way? Oh, you saw that, did you? And you're willing to be - you know, you'd sign a release, let me put the content up? OK, think about it. See you later."

"Fucking regular. Housewife type, husband on business, but he leaves her no money. So one time she comes here and she's all desperate and I do her a favor and find a couple equally desperate college guys to whore her out to. So she can pay me. And now she thinks we have some sort of arrangement for that every time she craves a little pain."

"Can we talk about my problem now?" Madison interrupted.

"Oh, yeah. So like I was saying, you're going to do something."

"What?" Madison asked. She held her breath, not sure if she wanted to hear the answer.

"I need a video. Something nasty."

"After you take the post down, right?"

"I normally wouldn't do that, but you know. I guess I will. Because I consider you a friend."

"Ok. What's - what's the video for?"

"I was reluctant, but I finally decided to start creating content on a fan subscription site."

"And you don't have anyone else to -"

"It's not that. It's like - yeah, I have people that pay me. To hurt them. Humiliate them. But almost all of them are married and sneaking away from their husband or, usually, their wife, and they would rather pay me per visit than let me sell subscriptions where people watch their videos. Because they can't have it getting out, what they're up to. Except - except Amy, apparently."

"But - you - you wouldn't be IN a video with me a couple weeks ago - -"

"Yeah, I've been thinking about this for a few months. I don't want people to get something for free that I can make them pay for. So I can't have videos floating around out there."

"Oh. Okay. I get it."

"And another thing."

"What?"

"No names. At least, not my name. I don't want you using my real name in the video."

"And what would I need to do? In the video?"

"Degrade yourself. Let me slap you, whip you and spank you, crop you, gag you, beg me for more. Lick my feet and tongue my asshole. Get facefucked with a strap on. Basically just rough you up and talk down to you."

"That's it?" Madison replied.

Alyssa laughed. "What did you expect?"

"I don't know. I - I'm not giving you ideas."

"Spill it, or the deal is off."

"Shit. I mean - I thought you'd make me do a gangbang. Or you'd do something insane like putting needles in my tits or piss in my mouth or something."

"No, nothing that crazy," Alyssa laughed. "Just a special for my page where I can say Miss A. roughs up Webslut Madison. And make some money."

"Fine. I'll do it, okay? Now take it down. From my IG."

"There, done," Alyssa said, handing Madison her phone. "But I'm not changing your password until you make the video."

"Fine."

"And if I'm not satisfied with the result, or you back out, your snap gets it next."

"Alyssa -"

"Then do as you're told, slut," she said, stroking Madison's face. "That means refer to me only as Miss. Act submissive, either like you want every bit of it, or like you hate what I'm doing but you are too turned on to stop it. Agree with everything I say. Got it?"

"Yep."

Alyssa gave her a hard slap across the face. "That's yes, Miss, you stupid cunt. Get in character. Now."

"Yes, Miss." Madison said. She dropped to her knees and waited as Alyssa started recording.

"And thank me when I fucking hit you, slut." Madison soon felt the sting of another hard slap.

"Oh! Sorry, Miss. thank you, Miss!"

"Good. Stand up and strip. Now!"

Madison didn't waste any time. She stood and ripped off her shirt and her bra all at once and then dropped her skirt.

"What's that?" Alyssa asked, pointing to the writing above her pussy.

"Oh, it - it says slut, Miss."

Alyssa approached and slapped her five times across the face in rapid succession.

"Why would you write that on yourself? Are you a slut?"

"Yes, Miss."

"Did you do that just for me?"

"I do it every day, Miss."

Alyssa grabbed her throat and spit on her face. "Is that to show to people? Or just to remind you what you are?"

"It's a rule, Miss. I must do it every day, or -"

"Or what?"

"Or I get punished."

"Did anyone see it today."

Madison hung her head as Alyssa let go of her throat. "Yes, Miss."

"How many?"

"About twenty."

"You showed twenty people that you're a slut?"

"I flashed my whole class my pussy and they all saw."

"Did you enjoy showing them all what you are?"

"Y-yes, Miss." Madison took three more hard slaps to her face. Alyssa knew based on Madison's trembling that she was no longer in character. Her reaction was genuine.

Alyssa reached out and twisted Madison's nipples harshly. "You enjoy being humiliated, don't you, slut?"

"Yes, Miss." Madison bit her lip.

"Good. Let's humiliate you then. What's your name."

"Madison Holt," she said with a smile. It vanished when Alyssa slapped her again.

"Turn around, Madison holt. And bend over the couch and let me see your ass."

Madison did as she was told as Alyssa sat down before pulling Madison over her knee and caressing her ass.

"Tell me about yourself."

"I'm Madison Holt. I'm going to school here to be a teacher, I'm from Naperville. And I'm Webslut Madison, that's - that's my page online." Alyssa started to spank her ass.

"What's your biggest turn on?"

"Being exposed online as a slut to everyone and having my reputation ruined."

"And what's the state of your reputation currently?"

"It's - it's that I'm a complete slut, wanting to have my life ruined, Miss. My reputation is basically in the toilet."

"There's a lot of videos of her, just google it, you'll see," Alyssa said to the camera.

"You're such a pathetic little cunt." Alyssa spanked her hard. Red handprints were forming on her ass.

"Ouch! Yes, Miss!"

"You need to be spanked and exposed and humiliated, don't you, slut?"

"Oh! Yes, Miss!"

"You said you were studying your be a teacher. Are you ever going to teach?"

"Honestly, probably not."

"Why not?" Alyssa hit her hard.

"Because I'm - I'm exposed as a slut all over the internet and anyone who tries to hire me will see it."

"What do your parents think of that? Haven't you disappointed them?"

"I don't think they know, but -"

"You want your daddy to know you're an exposed slut, don't you!"

"Oh! Owww! Yes, Miss!"

"Sit up. Say it to the camera."

Tears formed in Madison's eyes. "Daddy, I - I want you to know I'm an exposed slut and I - I like it too much and I can't stop."

Alyssa hit her in the face again and spit on her.

"Again."

"Daddy, I'm just an exposed, humiliated embarrassment slut daughter. I'm sorry I'm such a worthless whore, but I need it."

"Why?"

"Because it makes me cum so hard!"

"I think someone needs to be punished for being such an exposed slut. I'm sure your daddy wouldn't mind me taking matters into my own hands, would he?"

"He would be mortified, Miss. But I don't mind!"

"Get on the floor, ass in the air." Alyssa left briefly, then returned with come toys. She clamped Madison's nipples and her labia, slapped a collar on her neck and connected it to a leash in her hand. "Crawl for me, slut. Show me how pathetic you are!" Madison slowly crawled around the apartment as Alyssa lightly whipped her ass.

Finally, Alyssa sat on the couch and pulled Madison close by the leash. She spit on Madison's face and laughed. "Now take my heel off and suck my toes. Now!"

"Yes, Miss," Madison said meekly. She deliberately removed Alyssa's left shoe, a black leather ankle boot style heel, and seductively took Alyssa's toes into her mouth as she looked up at her.

"You nasty little cunt. My feet are superior to your mouth, aren't they?"

"Yes, Miss. I'm such a pathetic cunt." Madison moaned longingly as she licked and kissed Alyssa's foot.

"How do they taste, slut?"

"Amazing, Miss. I'm just your little foot sucker."

"I haven't even showered today and the bitch is loving every second."

"Mmmm," Madison moaned in delight.

"Such a dirty whore."

"Yes, Miss."

"Was it worth it? Exposing yourself to your entire class? Being outed on social media?"

"Every second, Miss!"

"Wouldn't daddy be proud of you."

"He'd be so disgusted and disappointed, Miss."

"Good. Put my shoe back on and go get my crop off the table."

Alyssa watched as the shoe was delicately placed back on her foot and Madison stood to go to the table. Alyssa stood quickly and smacked Madison in the face.

"Owww!"

"I didn't say anything about standing, did I?"

"N-no, Miss!"

Alyssa beat Madison's face in rapid succession until her face was on the floor. Her hair was tousled, tears ran down her cheek. Alyssa simply put her heeled shoe on Madison's neck.

"S-sorry Miss. Thank you, Miss."

"Now CRAWL to the table and get the crop. Get the strap on while you're at it."

Madison did as she was told, the chains connected to her clamps dragging the floor as she debased herself. She placed the crop in her mouth seductively and held the strap-on in her hand as she slowly crawled back, her eyes filled with tears.

Alyssa took the crop. She struck Madison hard on the ass. "Count for me."

"One, owww! Two, Oh! Three!"

"You're going to wind up a hooker, you know that?"

"Four! I dream about it, Miss! Five!"

"Five. A five dollar whore, isn't that right!"

"Yes! Ohhh, six! Yes, Miss, yes! Seven! A dirty five dollar - eight - whore for any cock!"

"What about pussy?"

"Owww! Nine! Pussy too!

"And what would they get for five dollars?"

"Ten! Owww! A three holed piece of shit cum dumpster! Eleven!"

"Three holes for five dollars?"

"Owww! Twelve! Yes, Miss! I'd be a cheap whore!"

"Why?"

"Thirteen! Because I'd force myself to take thirty dicks a day to survive! Ohhh! Yes, Miss! Fourteen! Keep going, Miss!"

"You like that? You want more? Want me to hurt you?"

"Yes please, Miss! Ohhhh! Fifteen! Sixteen! Seventeen! Ohhh fuck keep going! Eighteen! Nineteen! Twenty!"

"Roll on your back. Now!"

"Miss?"

NOW!" Madison complied.

"Now I'm going to crop your (crop) filthy (crop) dirty (crop) clamped (crop) whore (crop) cunt!"

"Owwww, ohhhh, yes, YES!" Madison shrieked.

"Sit up," Alyssa commanded.

"Yes, Miss."

Alyssa started to put the strap on around her waist when Madison began to speak.

"Miss, I - I want you to destroy me. Like - hurt me and abuse me and make me cry."

"If you want more than the usual pain deliverance, there's a charge for that. You understand don't you?"

"Yes, Miss. I will pay. How much?"

"Seriously. Pay me. I'll take a hundred for your first time with me."

"Yes, Miss."

"What would you like me to do?"

"Abuse me. Throatfuck me until I gag and puke and make me cry for real. Choke me. Slap me repeatedly. Just what you've done but don't hold back. I have the hundred in my bag."

"Get it, slut."

Madison went to her bag and pulled out five crisp, clean 20 dollar bills. When Alyssa had them in her hand, she took a belt and secured Madison's arms behind her back at the elbows. Madison offered no complaint.

"Look at you. Fucking paying me to make porn starring your sorry ass. And make it more painful."

"I'm especially pathetic, Miss."

"You asked for it, bitch. There's no going back. Would you like a safe word? One word of caution, you use it and we're done, but I keep the dough."

"No safe word, Miss. and treat me like a fucking worthless object."

"Isn't that what you deserve? What you're used to, even?"

"Yes, Miss."

"And Miss?"

"Yes?"

"Can you send me the video? To post it later?"

"To Webslut Madison? So everyone who saw your dirty little IG exposure this morning can see what a whore you were after you were posted and exposed?"

"Yes, Miss.". Madison stared at the floor.

"No. This is for my subscribers to watch. Not for your followers to enjoy for free."

"Okay."

"That's YES MISS!" Alyssa corrected and jammed the strap on dildo in Madison's mouth. Madison tried to apologize, but it was no use as her mouth was filled with the fake cock.

Alyssa knew she was helpless. She jammed it in the back of her throat, hard, slapping her face repeatedly. Madison's eyes welled up with tears as her face was abused. Her pussy began to drip.

In and out Alyssa thrusted her cock. She grabbed the leash and pulled Madison close. Madison opened wide, gagging. Every time she gagged, Alyssa pulled the cock out and slapped her across the face. It was the harshest she had ever been slapped. Soon her makeup was ruined and lips started to bleed, but she smiled at Alyssa with pleading eyes.

"Are you done, cunt?"

Madison shook her head.

"MY GOD," Alyssa screamed as she rammed it as hard as she could into Madison's throat. "When will you know enough is enough!" She grabbed Madison by her head and forced it in as far as it would go, bear-hugging the back of her head and not letting up for air.

Madison squirmed, but she was restrained too well. She was supremely aroused and could barely breathe. Completely helpless, she started to gag, gag repeatedly. The saliva and mucus filled her mouth, she could not breathe at all. She vomited, the spew erupting from her mouth and covering her tits.

The next thing she knew, Madison was cumming, quivering, helpless and abused. She shook violently but Alyssa still did not let up. Finally, Madison collapsed to the floor in an orgasmic heap as Alyssa pulled away.

"You're cleaning that up, cunt," Alyssa said.

Madison laid on the floor, a complete mess, quivering and shivering.

"Wow. You got what you wanted?" Alyssa asked.

"Miss, I - you didn't make me lick your ass yet!"

"Fuck, bitch. Are you begging to tongue fuck my ass after all that?"

"Yes, miss," Madison said with a smile.

"I changed my mind. You don't need it. And if you do, you can pay me. Got it?"

Madison nodded and Alyssa turned off the camera.

"The bucket and sponge are under the sink. And don't you dare stand until my floor is spotless."

"Yes, Miss." Madison said before crawling to the kitchen. As she crawled on her hands and knees, naked except for her clamps, she wondered if maybe something like this would be the life for her. She didn't need to be a teacher. Maybe she didn't mind being exposed after all. But there would be time enough for that, if it hadn't completely gotten out already.