It was late January, and Madison had just made it through some of the coldest days of the year. It had been barely a week since Mike used her holes at her apartment. Truthfully, it took Madison a couple days to recover, but then one night she did it again, risking it by posting to her social media, wondering if any of her friends were up to see.
3:41: she posted a link to the porn site where her videos were stored.
3:43: "please if any of you are up I want to be exposed for real"
Madison thrust her hand against her slit. "God, I fucking hope somebody actually does it! Ohhhh fuck I'm such a stupid little whore! Ohhhh fuck, I need more!"
3:44: "Please, I'm begging you, I want you to ruin me, tell everyone I know. I want you all to use me. I'm a slut."
"Yessss! That's it, ohhhh fuck!" She moaned. "Ruin me, ohhhh, please!"
3:45: "Spread my name and videos around so I can never take it back!"
"Oh my god, just do it, Madison! Just fucking leave it up for good and watch your life go to shit! Ohhhhh Madison you fucking piece of shit! You're worthless!" She moaned.
3:46: "and if you want to watch me get off to my own destruction just message me, call me."
3:46: "Please, I'm begging you. Blackmail me. Force me to have sex with you. I don't care who you are."
"Ohhhh Madison you cunt!" She slapped her face as she furiously fingered her pussy with one hand, pinching her nipple with the other. "God, how long is it going to take! If I keep myself on edge, oh, God, it'll be all over and I'll be - ohhhh!"
3:47: she posted a link to her videos again
3:47: "please don't ignore this. This is NOT spam this is a horny desperate slut wanting my nudes and videos spread all over the net
3:48: "teaser - I get gangbanged, I beg to be ruined, I get slapped and I sucked off a guy three times my age, go watch and spread me around I NEED THIS"
"Leave it up you fucking cunt! Ohhhhh yes, forever! Let them all know, I don't care! All my friends will know I'm a slut, I'm a dirty, disgusting slut. Ohhhh I want them all lining up to use me! I want to be the biggest disgrace in the whole school, ohhhhhhh I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Ohhhh!"
Madison finally calmed down. She seriously thought about just leaving irbil there and watching her life go to hell. She knew she was getting riskier and riskier, and she finally decided to take it all down ten minutes after her first post.
"Fuck, I'm such an idiot!" She said as she laid back on her pillow. "Ten minutes is a long time. And I've already been found out and taken advantage of by one person - fuck, why do I keep doing this?!"
Eventually, Madison drifted off to sleep. The next day was fairly uneventful, and with each passing hour, she breathed a sigh of relief that nobody seemed to notice what she had posted in her state of uncontrollable arousal the night before. Of course, she was dressed like a slut and got her usual amount of attention - but that was all.
Wednesday came, and with it, Madison's last chance for a level 2 top that week. She had selected a low-cut half-sleeve sweater and a tight pair of low-rise jeans. The sweater was a little boxy, and it was thick enough that she decided to just go braless. It rode up immensely when she raised her arms.
"Oh, shit," she said when she put it on. She had already drawn over the "slut" written on her upper stomach from the day before - but the day before she had worn a level 1 top that was an inch and a half longer. "This is going to be my closest call yet," she said as she looked in the mirror. Even raising her arms almost to shoulder height prompted the sweater to ride up and the words to partially come uncovered.
She thought about washing it off, but she was feeling frisky, and she decided to roll with it - she would just need to be careful.
Madison arrived in class, found her seat at the front of the room toward the middle, where she could be certain every guy in the room could see her, and carefully removed her backpack, making sure her stomach was covered enough that nobody could see the writing. She slid it over one shoulder and carefully over the other, and sat down with her arms folded in front of her. She could feel her thong sticking out of her jeans in the back. Truthfully, she knew that was going to happen too, but she was eager to put on a show, and she looked around, watching the horny guys stare at her ass. "You deserve it, slut," she told herself. "You're just a piece of meat for them. They can look." She tried her best to smile if she caught one of them looking.
Hell, a lot of the guys were just openly staring at her now. "They must realize I like showing my body," she thought to herself. "And if I like showing it, what's the harm in looking?" She took her water bottle out of her bag and placed it on the floor.
The professor began his lecture, and Madison started to daydream. Her thoughts kept drifting back to a couple of nights ago, when she had begged for exposure in the middle of the night on social media. "What if I can't help myself?" She thought. "Maybe I should just get drunk and post a bunch of shit and let them ruin me."
Then she started to fantasize. She walked into class this time with "slut" tattooed on her stomach - another thought that she couldn't quite seem to get out of her mind.
"Hi, guys!" She said, smiling. She unbuttoned her jeans and sat down. Their mouths just hung open as she folded down the belt loops of her jeans and exposed her tender flesh and her thong to them. "I'm wearing nothing but a bikini tomorrow," she announced. "You can take as many pictures as you want, post them, let the world know I'm the slut who wears a bikini to class."
Madison shifted her legs, needing a sensation in her cunt. Suddenly, she heard a noise, and she was jolted back to reality. She had accidentally knocked her water bottle off the table, and it was rolling backward up the aisle. She stood she turned to get it just as the guy three seats behind her picked it up. He tossed it in her direction, but it was a bit high.
Madison, still half-stuck in her fantasy, reached up to catch it, and all of the sudden heard half the class gasp in unison. She looked down, and her heart jumped into her throat. It was there for all to see! The word "slut" was written on her stomach and she just inadvertently let her sweater ride up and showed it to half the class! She froze like a deer in the headlights, completely humiliated.
"Oh, SHIT!" Madison exclaimed. She started recovering from her frozen state, scrambling to try to cover it up. It had been at least three seconds of just standing there, frozen. Her hands trembled. Her mind raced. She fumbled with the water bottle in her hands, trying to free up a hand to fix the sweater.
"OH. MY. GOD." A voice said. It was the girl in front of her and to the right, as she stood about two and a half rows back, facing the back of the room. Madison looked. It was Alyssa, a tall Black girl, sitting with her legs crossed at the knee and staring at her with a look of disbelief on her face. Her eyebrows were raised. She smiled in amazement and then looked almost as shocked as Madison was.
The commotion made other people start looking, too. All eyes were on Madison. She almost dropped the water bottle trying to get it into one hand to free another.
"Damn!" The guy in front of her said excitedly.
Madison finally had the bottle in one hand, she pulled the sweater down and nervously stood there. She was in a state of shock, looking around the room for what felt like an eternity, but in reality, this was all still four seconds after her writing became exposed.
