It was late next morning when Madison, lying naked as usual in her bed, got a text from Dan.
"Hey there," he began. "We had a lot of fun last night, and I know you did too."
"Thanks," Madison wrote back simply. She felt exhausted, and despite her history of lewd behavior, she actually felt ashamed. She had let seven guys use her holes the night before. Seven! She shuddered after the thought.
"Eww!" She said to herself. "Eww eww eww!" Six of the guys she had only met an hour or so before. She didn't know any of their names, nothing about them at all. And she had allowed them to just - use her! Use her like a toy and toss her aside! She may have been an exposed webslut, but she had never felt so disgusting.
"I really have to stop behaving like a slut," she thought. "I mean - internet exposure and everything that comes with it is one thing. But at least it can't get me pregnant, and at least I can't catch anything doing it. And - and I don't know if - like, I could probably make excuses for that," she lied to herself. "But how do you make excuses for letting yourself get gangbanged by a room full of guys you just met and don't know their names? I really am turning into a slut. Or maybe I've already turned into one."
Madison's self-deprecating thoughts were interrupted, however, by another text from Dan.
"Glad you came clean to me last night. You know, about the whole Webslut Madison thing. I've been watching your videos all morning. I mean, holy shit. That is raw. I honestly can't believe some of it!"
"Thanks," Madison said nonchalantly. "I get really into it sometimes."
"Yeah, no shit!" Dan replied. "I mean, I can believe it. Believe it all. And I do, because I know you, and I know how much of a slut you are. I knew it that day outside our class last year when you had it written on your body and I took you back to my apartment and fucked you. But damn! Some of that shit it just hot as hell!"
"Anything in particular?" Madison asked. She rolled over onto her back and softly stroked her pussy.
"Ohhhh, fuck. Here we go again. Just a dumb used up gangbanged shown off slut and I'm already getting turned on because Dan likes my videos," she thought. "I'm - I'm just such a slut for wanting it like this."
"Yeah, definitely. The one where you pounded your throat with that dildo, holy fuck. I didn't know a girl could enjoy destroying her own throat until she cried, even a nasty slut like you. The one where you had to have that stranger write slut on you. The one where you were naked in the snow, freezing your tits off and talking about how you don't deserve clothes. Slapping the shit out of your own face. Begging to be exposed all over, begging for your life to be ruined. Damn, Madison! I want to make it happen!"
"Please, Dan," she began. "Don't take that too seriously. I know you could do it if you wanted to."
"It's going to happen whether I do it or not."
"Probably. I'm kinda fucked. It's just a matter of time before anyone can google my name and find it. Find everything. And before my friends and my parents find out. God, I'm going to be so humiliated and so fucked."
"Yeah, probably." Madison started stroking her pussy more heavily, sliding two fingers in between her moistening lips.
"You really want it don't you? Dan asked.
"I don't know. I mean I used to think it was just a hot fantasy. But I basically can't cum without it and I know if and when it happens I'm going to cum so hard."
"You dirty little slut. You're probably fingering yourself right now just thinking about it, aren't you?"
"Yes," Madison admitted. "But please, can we let this go on, get me more spread around and irreversibly exposed so I completely lose control before my life is actually ruined?" Madison asked. She closed her eyes, thinking about how stupid she was for actually wanting that, for actually wanting her reputation ruined forever and to be completely humiliated for it. She could have just turned into a cum slut that sucked every cock in sight and had a reputation for that - at least she's still be able to teach! Slowly, she slid two fingers inside her aching pussy and took a deep breath.
"I can't wait to get my fucking life and reputation ruined forever," she whispered to herself as she arched her back and slipped into an alternate reality.
Madison came hard again that morning. That night, she met Dan for dinner, and he told her what he had planned. He wanted her to go to the auditorium on a Tuesday night and he would tell her the rest.
She showed up, of course, two Tuesdays later, and after being blindfolded and wearing noise-canceling earphones, depriving her of sight and sound, she walked onto the stage and sat in a chair.
"Take off your shirt," Dan ordered, speaking into her headphones, once she was seated.
"Dan?! Are you crazy? Right here?"
"Yes, slut. You know you want to."
A million thoughts rushed through Madison's mind. "Who is in the auditorium?" She thought. "Sure, it could be nobody, just a way to heighten my arousal without actually showing me off. But when has Dan ever done that? He just made me fuck a room full of his friends I had barely met!"
Her thoughts raged on. "What if - fuck, what if he filled the room with a bunch of our classmates and he's finally doing it, making me expose myself and show them what I really am, just an exposed, shown off, passed-around slut?" The thought was terrifying. After all, she certainly wasn't sure she wanted to be outed in front of her entire class. But she was also incredibly aroused at the thought - the thought of being made to strip on stage in front of those same people. "Am I crazy?!" She thought.
"Dan, I - I mean sort of, but - but - who's out there?"
"Don't worry about that, sweetie," Dan said with a chuckle.
"But - I mean - it could be, like - anybody. Everybody, our whole class..."
"Is that who you want it to be, Madison?"
"No!" She half-lied.
"Now, listen. I know you love to be exposed, and you know it too, don't you?"
"I mean - well- he's, but -"
"And do you think I'd make you do something like this - strip, here - if I thought you didn't actually want it deep down?"
The question baffled Madison for a minute. "Deep down? She thought. "I mean, deep down I want to be exposed in front of everybody, classmates, old friends, my parents' neighbors, old teachers...deep down I want to be reduced to nothing but the most famous whore on the internet. But I'm reality..."
"Madison?" Dan asked, breaking her train of thought.
"Yeah. I mean, deep down, sure," she said without thinking. "Wait," she thought. "What am I saying? Deep down do I want that, or is it just a hot fantasy that I've come way too close to fulfilling? Deep down has to just be a fantasy!
"Then take it off," came the instructions again. Shit, thought Madison, too late.
"Take it off now. Or everyone you know gets a little surprise - a video of sweet, innocent little Madison being the willing target of a gangbang!"
"Fuck!" She thought. She knew she really didn't have much choice. She knew she didn't want THAT to happen, and she had basically given Dan permission to force her, blackmail her into furthering her exposure. Plus, her pussy was starting to get wet.
Slowly, Madison lifted her shirt. It was a slightly- cropped T-shirt, only showing an inch or so of her stomach, the kind of shirt she knew she'd have to either cut up or get rid of if she really committed to dressing like a slut full-time at the beginning of the next year. And slowly, more and more of Madison's stomach was exposed, and then her chest, as she carefully pulled the shirt off over her blindfold and her headphones.
"There," she said. "Happy?" She sighed, a little relieved that nothing important was actually showing. But Dan had other ideas, of course.
"Okay. Now let me help you out of those shorts," he said as he tugged on the button. Her shorts were denim and short, a hint of her ass visible from the rear. Dan grabbed the top hem and pulled down, taking her panties with the shorts as he roughly, quickly pulled the shorts down to her knees and then off over her feet.
"Spread your legs!" Dan ordered.
"Dan, are you - are you making me get naked - here? Who's out there? What if somebody comes in?"
"I know you like being exposed. You're a Webslut for a reason!" He said. He was already behind her, unclasping her bra.
"Dan! Not to the whole school!" She pleaded. "Who's out there? Hello?" She called. But of course, she couldn't hear a thing.
Dan unhooked her bra and pulled it over her shoulders.
"Fuck! Dan!" He didn't respond, he just slapped her across the face, then whispered into the headset he was wearing, the one that was connected by Bluetooth to Madison's headphones.
"We both know how much you love being exposed. What a little whore you are. You love being shown off, don't you, Madison?"
"Dan, please - I don't even - I can't -" she stammered. She folded her arms across her chest, covering her exposed tits as she sat in her chair, quivering, her mind racing. "I can't fucking strip naked here! There could be a hundred other students here! Or five hundred!" She thought. For all she knew, Dan had set up this elaborate scheme to expose her as a slut - or even as a Webslut - to the whole school! It would spread like wildfire! Everyone she knew - or everyone from school, at least - would be watching her videos, and see her getting gang banged, see her intentionally roughing up her throat, her face - she'd be ruined!
Dan leaned over and stroked her panty-covered pussy. "Mmmmm, so wet," he whispered.
"Fuck! Why do I want this!" Madison thought. "Why do I get so damned turned on every time I think about being exposed, shown off, outed to the whole school!"
"You're such a fucking dirty little slut and you know it," Dan continued.
"Ohhhhh!" Madison moaned as he pressed two fingers through her panties and into her pussy.
"Stand up. Put your arms down and take these off."
"Dan? Please?" She begged. But as she spoke the words, her body betrayed her. She was already rising from the chair.
"Now, slut. Or I'm taking your clothes and leaving and calling everyone I know to watch the dumb almost naked slut try to get back to her apartment in just a skimpy pair of panties!"
"How many, Dan?! She inquired as she stood, the nervousness readily apparent in her voice. "How many are out there?" She asked shakily.
"I'm not telling you that!"
"Dan!"
"You loved stripping in front of all my friends, getting groped, felt up, used, didn't you?"
