Webslut Madison Ch. 32

Madison did not cum after she left the dean's office. She did not touch herself. She didn't even wear her usual slutty attire. No, she decided to save all of her desires up, build up the tension, and expose herself for complete ruin once and for all after exams were finished, after she had received her degree and was at a point where the school could not do anything to her - and a point when she would be so sexually desperate and frustrated that she would finally take it all the way.

By take it all the way, Madison intended to display herself on every social media account she owned - this way her friends, her former teachers, her old neighbors and high school classmates - and even her family - would finally see what she really was. But she was scared. She had posted asking for help, asking for someone to push her over the edge, and she got a lot of replies. Most of them weren't serious, or they seemed inexperienced, not assertive enough for what she needed.

There was one reply that really caught her attention, a 39 year old man from Milwaukee, and so she started talking with him about it.

"Hi, Madison - I saw you're looking for someone to push you into completely ruining yourself. I have actually been a fan of yours for a while wondering when you're going to go for broke and go for complete and total humiliation. I'd be happy to help - as long as you understand what you are asking for and that you're really going to be ruined. Literally everyone will know about you, know you are Webslut Madison, and that's all you'll be to most of them. They will never forget. It will be horrific for you. I know you seem to go back and forth about this, but I can tell how much you crave it watching your videos. You need it, Madison, just like I need to help you achieve your dreams. I'm only a couple hours away. I can come down and manipulate you into the most intense, dreadful, revolting exposure and assist you in your craving for endless suffering. Just pick a day - I would want most of a day - and I will come and make it happen."

As she read, there were several reasons she was drawn to this particular message. The first thing was that he had seen all of her content. That meant he would know what she was asking for, he would know how extreme the consequences would be for her. After all, she wasn't just some random slut asking for one naked picture to be posted anonymously online - no, she was asking for her entire being to be ruined, to be exposed with her real name and to be exposed to essentially all of her contacts from every source, so that everyone she knew would see her - or, at the very least, know that she chose to be an exposed Webslut.

And then - he also seemed aggressive but not so aggressive he was insane. He just seemed to get her, somehow, to understand what she needed. He seemed to understand that the sexual, deranged part of her craved doing this to herself, but her rational, thoughtful part caused her to think twice. He seemed to understand that she needed an extra push to take the plunge, to really make it as humiliating as she craved it to be.

"Hi," she messaged back. "I saw your message and I'm interested in your suggestion. I want to talk about it first, make sure we're both fully on board. And if we are, come down on the 12th at noon and have the rest of the day to expose me."

"Sure," he wrote back a couple hours later. "As far as being fully on board, what did you have in mind?"

"I guess I'm looking for someone to push me to admit on all my socials that I'm Webslut Madison and maybe post a couple of my more tame pictures so they don't get reported. Would you be interested in something like that? Like I need someone to be there and get me turned on and talk me into it, lol."

"Yeah definitely! What kind of socials are you talking about?"

"TikTok, Facebook, IG, snap, twitter, everything really. Want to text me?"

The man provided his number and introduced himself as Aaron, and the conversation went from there.

"So I take it from your videos you understand you're basically going to be fully and completely exposed, no going back, everyone will know. Just want to make sure you are sure that's what you want before I drive down there."

"Yes," she texted back. "I've been needing it for so long. Wanting, waiting. I need someone to basically talk me into it as I go and make sure I don't immediately take it down, lol."

"What reservations do you have?"

"My life would be so ruined! Will be so ruined I should say. My parents will never get it, never understand why I want or need this. It will be so humiliating, so embarrassing when everyone finally finds out."

"And what makes you want to do that to yourself? You know you'll be putting yourself through emotional hell."

"Because I get off on humiliating myself. I mean I know it's not normal to actually want to be humiliated and embarrassed like that, to want to be exposed and seen naked and degrading myself in front of everyone I know. But it gives me such a rush, the shame of it all, it makes me drip. It makes me desperate for more, to make it worse."

"So you really want this kind of embarrassment then?"

"Definitely. I love humiliating and embarrassing myself. And I love the pain and shame that comes from it."

"So if I come down, you're going to post on all your socials, letting everyone see what you are?"

"Yes, once you talk me into it and convince me I need it ;) can you do that?"

"I don't see why not ;) and will you be including links or descriptions of where to go to find your really raunchy stuff?"

"I mean...I would if you told me to. I like not having control. I want to do it partially because I was told. And I want to lose control of everything and just be ruined. Would you want me to post links?"

"If I come down there, you're posting them."

"Ok."

"And filthy captions too. Humiliating, horrible ones describing what you want and why."

"Ok :)"

"And you said you wanted to make sure you don't immediately take it down. Are you afraid you would want to?"

"I've exposed myself on socials before in the middle of the night when I was super horny and deleted it like 5 minutes later after I came lol. Just want to make sure I keep it up."

"How would you want to make sure you keep it up?"

"I mean - I've thought about how. I don't really have any great ideas. Basically either tie me up and leave me until I'm completely ruined. I could destroy my phone too, but then I could just cheat and use my computer, plus I'd risk losing my pics and videos."

"Hmm. Destroying your phone is a bad idea. And tying you up and what, just leaving you for someone else to find? And assume that you were forced into everything?"

"I know, like I said, I don't have any great ideas."

"Someone could sit with you and talk you out of it every time you try to take it down," he said, "at least for the first few hours or the first day. That should be enough to get what you want."

"Yeah. Or drive me out into the middle of nowhere and leave me with no food and no money and make me figure out how to get back to my apartment before I can take it down. And by then it will be too late."

"Wow. That's a little risky. You'd basically be helpless. What if you get kidnapped? Or you have to whore yourself out to get money for a ride or something, or trade sex for rides?"

"Ok that's kinda hot. Not the kidnapped part, but the rest of it. Like sell it for ten dollars and have to sell it to like 10 different guys just to get home. Wow. That's nuts. I'm way too horny for my own good if you can't tell!"

"Oh I can tell. I really think you'd need to just be kept on edge, not able to cum until 24 hours have passed or something."

"Yeah that would require you coming down and staying overnight or something. I don't think I would even be able to sleep."

"And turn your phone off so when your friends and family try to call you you don't even know."

"Would I be like - watching my own destruction in real time? Like monitoring my socials to see how bad it gets?"

"You could I guess. Maybe play along even, stay horny and just admit to it, answer every message, some of the comments, watch as more and more people find out, until your reputation is garbage."

"Wow! So hot." Madison was helpless, touching herself through her shorts. She knew there was no turning back.

"You could even live stream the whole thing," he suggested. "So anyone who wants can see you sitting there, naked, rubbing your throbbing cunt and seeing how much you really need it."

"OMG!!!"

"And you should definitely post on your Webslut Madison page and let everyone know to hang tight, you're going to post links to everything on your socials etc."

"Yes definitely!!!"

Madison did just that, going to the page and creating a post: "So...been thinking about going for complete ruination and posting links to this page on all my REAL socials. Telling all my IRL friends and family I'm nothing but a ruined exposed slut! Thoughts?"

She read the comments over a couple days, people telling her she was going to be ruined forever. Some begged her to do it, some begged her not to and asked why she would do that to herself, others wanted to know when. Still others wanted her to post links to her socials on her Webslut Madison page so they could find her.

"I think I'm really going to do this!!!" She replied as the week went on.

"May 12 is going to be the day," she wrote. "Stay tuned!"

This went on - both her commenting on her page and texting Aaron - for the next few days until they came up with a time to meet. Aaron would arrive at Madison's apartment two days after exams had finished, at 10:00 am. And then, they would proceed to destroy her together. Madison did not orgasm during this time, her tension building until she felt like she wanted to scream. She only occasionally rubbed her needy pussy, knowing it was not going to go anywhere.

Finally, the day arrived, and Madison greeted her new acquaintance at the door, wearing a short cropped top, exposing the majority of her stomach, and a pair of cheeky denim shorts. She had put on makeup, but had neglected to wear a bra or panties, figuring they were just going to come off anyway.

"Hi there...Aaron?" She said, greeting him at the door.

"Yeah, Madison?" He replied. "Wow. You look even better in person."

"Thank you!"

"I really can't believe you're doing this. Like - you're way too good looking to destroy yourself like this."

"Thanks. But really I'm just a desperate slut locked in a hot girl's body," Madison said with a giggle. "It's good though - honestly it wouldn't be as hot to see an ugly girl ruin herself."

"No...it wouldn't."

"You seem a little autoerotic - like, you would get off to your own naked body."

"You already know me too well. But these days it's more like my own shame and destruction."

"Yeah," that makes sense." He came in and Madison closed the door behind him.

"So you're really serious about this," he mused as he stepped through her kitchen.

"Yeah, I guess today is that day," she said nervously. Her body was already trembling at the thought, much the same way the adrenaline makes one tremble when about to try a new sexual activity for the first time.

"So, um - do you want to talk first, get something to eat, or just get set up and get right into it?"

"I - let's just go for it," she said with a laugh. "I'm super nervous and I need to be pushed all the way. But I want it. I want you to. And like - let's just do it before I can overthink it or change my mind."

"Okay," he said with a chuckle. "Let's do this. Where are we going for this?"

"My bedroom. In here," she said, leading the way.

Aaron looked around as he stepped inside. It looked like a normal college girl's bedroom, mostly neat and tidy with a few accessories lying around. "I like your room," Aaron said. He moved a little closer and stroked Madison's face. "You'd never guess this room belongs to a completely ruined, exposed Webslut who revels in her own destruction."

Madison bit her lip, looking down. She crossed her legs as she stood, so needy and desperate, before looking up at him with 'fuck me' eyes. It was precisely this moment when Aaron stopped gently caressing her cheek and slapped her. It was more of a gentle slap, testing the waters, although he knew she was into it, having watched all her videos.

"Mmmmm," Madison moaned in delight. Her pussy was already dripping wet. "Hit me again," she whispered. "Harder."

Aaron grabbed her throat, her arms instinctively grabbing his forearm, her eyes growing wide, but she did not offer any real resistance. She looked him in the eye, sensing what he was thinking, and felt a delightfully severe blow across her left cheek.

Her breath stopped for a moment when she was struck, then started again. She didn't fully understand what it was about being slapped in the face that made her react the way she did, but she instantly felt her pussy tighten and swell. "Mmmm, thank you," she said, the intensity of her arousal apparent from the pitch of her voice.

"Are you ready to be ruined, Madison? Exposed completely? Ready to announce to the world what you are?"

Madison quivered in place as he held her. He was a taller man, maybe six feet, three inches, and though he was lean, he was muscular. He was bigger and stronger than nearly every man she had been with. "I - I'm ready, th- this little slut is ready," she said, having to force the words out due to her heightened arousal.

"Okay," he said, letting go. "What did you think of live-streaming the whole thing? Or at least making a video of this so everyone can watch later?"

"Hmmm...can we do both?" She asked.

"Sure, um - just need to open up your computer. There's a site that will stream it and record it for you at the same time."

Madison walked over to the computer, trembling, and opened it up, pointing the webcam on the bed. "There, just - just let me know when you're done setting it up so I can post the link on my Webslut Madison page." Nervously, she walked over to the bed, clasping her hands while he went to work setting up the display.

"Are you going to sit on the bed, or where do you want to be? Just trying to point the camera the right way."

"Yeah, sure," she said. The shakiness but eagerness was clearly audible in her voice. "Probably for the best. I'm going to start fingering myself. I won't be able to help it, it's going to be so - just the rush," she said with a laugh.

"But remember, no cumming today. I've seen you enough to know that as soon as you orgasm, you're going to start to have second thoughts, you're going to want to take it back. And the whole point of this is that you need to be prevented from doing that."

"Yeah, I - I know," she said nervously.

"Why don't you get comfortable there," he said. "I'll be done in a minute." Madison nodded and sat down on the bed, patiently waiting.

"Okay, recording started, livestream on, you ready?"

"Ummm - I guess so," Madison said, putting her head in her right hand, covering her face, smiling anxiously.

"Okay, well - you said you wanted to post the livestream link..."

Madison was already up off the bed, and as Aaron rose from the chair, Madison took his place, copying the link and pasting it for her followers on the Webslut Madison amateur porn page as well as the kink site she had joined a while back. "Okay," she said. "I don't know how many people will end up watching, I mean - not at this time of day, but -"

"Yeah that's why we have the recording," Aaron said, laughing.

"Yeah, definitely."

"So why don't you explain what you're doing today?"

Madison took a deep breath trying to calm her nerves. "Okay," she began as she exhaled. "Ummm - so you all know about me, obviously, or you wouldn't be here." She laughed anxiously.

"Go on," Aaron said.

"So you know how much I like - want to be exposed, I guess," she said, starting to settle in. "Like - in an awful way, so everyone knows - like all my real friends, my family. Basically my whole school knows at this point but like - I want to make it worse."

"How are you doing that?" Aaron asked.

"So I'm going to basically doxx myself all over social media, if that's even a thing. Like - basically just post all over that -" Madison took a deep breath to steady her nerves. "See now much I'm shaking, I'm so nervous to do this because it's going to be so bad!"

"What are you going to post, Madison, come on. You know you need this."

"I don't know! I don't know if I can!"

"Okay. Take your top off, Madison. Take it off and give yourself five hard slaps yo the face."

Madison nodded, exhaling.

"They've all seen your tits. It's not a big deal."

"O-okay, yeah, true," she said, laughing as she finished. She raised her hand to her face and rubbed her cheek before slapping it hard, slapping herself again two more times. She looked up at the camera.

"I'm so ashamed I actually like slapping my own face," she said. "Like - nobody should want that. It makes me so like - so turned on, so - I feel so pathetic doing it, I'll just do anything..."

Madison raised her opposite hand to her face and slapped herself two more times. "Ohhhh that's good," she moaned, her teeth chattering from the arousal. "What was I supposed to do?"

"Tell everyone what you're going to post."

"Oh yeah, I'm - so I'm - going to post some pictures and videos on my socials and links like -" she inhaled and exhaled anxiously before continuing. "Exposing myself - all over social media - like mostly non-nude stuff with captions. Like awful, humiliating captions. And letting everyone know they can find me, where to find me. So my whole, like - everyone I know will know I'm an exposed slut that gets off on humiliating myself." She paused and continued slowly, the words really sinking in as she considered the reality of what she was doing to herself. "My friends, old teachers, and even - even my family, my parents."

"What will your parents think when they find out their daughter is exposed, is a slut, craves humiliation?"

"They're - like - they - it'll be so bad - they'll be devastated." She said deliberately. She took a deep breath and exhaled again. "They'll never forgive me."

"And you want this?"

Madison wiped a tear from her face. "I mean I don't want - I like - I need it, I can't - I don't want to stop it, I - I'm so desperate for it."

"You're desperate to destroy your relationship with your friends and family?"

"I'm desperate to feel the humiliation that comes from it, I guess. To like - give that up - on purpose - so, so intoxicatingly hot. Even though there's an aspect of it that's - it's going to feel like shit, but it's like a runaway train, I can't stop it."

"You could stop it."

"I've wanted to so many times."

"And here you are."

"And here I am," she said with a laugh. "Destroy meeeee!" She said in a high pitched, fun, party-girl voice.

"Take off your shorts, Madison."

"My shorts...okay," she said as she sat up on her knees. "What are you looking at?" She joked as she looked at the camera. "Come on, you've all seen my pussy and ass before."

"Yeah, but they haven't seen you intentionally destroy your reputation using social media," he said as she pulled her shorts to her knees.

"Maybe they have, if they've been paying attention and watching my socials in the wee hours of the morning!" She sat down and slid the shorts down her lower legs and off.

"This is different, isn't it? That was just risky exposure play, this is total self-destruction."

"I know! Oh my god I'm going to be so destroyed!" She knelt on the bed, her ass resting on her feet, covering her face with her hands.

"Hands away from your face, slut." Aaron commanded. "Let then all see the face that's about to be an internet sensation." She moved her hands away obediently and he slapped her hard in the face. "That's for covering it up. Every time you try to hide you're getting slapped."