The feeling of shame was overwhelming. Every single step from the car to her flat door was a constant reminder of her state of undress.
Alex could feel the moisture between her legs for the whole Uber ride home. Now that she was walking around the apartment building, she was almost sure little drops of her fluids were coming down her thighs. She had never been so wet in her entire life.
Walking through the courtyard made her wet. Waving at Mr. Longcross while faking a smile made her wet. Shielding her breasts with her arms and her bag, in a pose that made her look like an innocent schoolgirl, made her wet. Small talk with her neighbour Susan while they were waiting for the elevator, as the only thought her mind could focus on was twelve strangers just received a video of her masturbating, and pinching her nipples and confessing one of her most private fantasies, made her wet.
Once Alex opened the door of her flat and noticed she was alone, she sighed in relief, dropped her bag, and immediately started checking her phone again. There were a lot of notifications from Turnons.
The first one was the permanent notification *Your daily report* linked to the recap of her activity on that day.
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Hey SluttyAlex! You are doing fine but don't let your guard down!
Daily Dares: Your number of daily dares is now 3
Completed Dares for the day: 2
Number of dares to complete for the day: 1
Turnons Dares:
You have received 3 out of 3 automated dares. Automated dares level is now 2.
Active Penalties: 1
Penalty #1: For the next 24 hours you will have to suggest an improvement for every dare you receive from a Turnons user. Careful: if he or she doesn't accept your suggestion you automatically fail the dare.
Overall completed dares: 5
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All the other notifications were messages from her new "friends".
On the way home Alex worked out the mechanics of how the requests got sent and the only option was that she failed to lock her screen when Annie exited the toilet. Then she must have accidentally hit send.
Before starting the recording she had already selected a few candidates among the users suggested by the app. She thought she would have had all the time to slim down the list before sending the video. At least that was what she thought before being carried away by her own sluttiness.
How could she be so careless? Even now, while she could rationally understand she was playing with fire, and her exposure was probably just a few steps ahead, shame and fear were overpowered by an insane state of arousal. Insane. That's what she was. She was totally mental.
Most of the messages she received were similar and probably more polite than she expected.
"Hey Alex, I'm glad you added me. I guess we can work to make that fantasy of yours a truly exciting reality. I'd like to know a bit more about you and maybe then I could send you a dare. What do you think?"
That was honestly the kindest thing anyone could have said given the situation.
There were a few pretty straight up messages, right to the point.
"I see you are a pretty little slut already, but I'm sure you can do better than that. I'll send you a dare that will make you squirm even reading it. Mark."
Short messages.
"Hot vid! I see you are new here, would you like to chat?"
One unusually long "opening statement"? Definitely verbose. Too long, pass.
Alex began scrolling down the chats mindlessly, not sure on what to do next, when it hit her, once again and as hard as it could: all these men weren't just contacts on an erotic chat, the kind of guys that kept her interested for a little while when she was too tired or too horny to sleep. They had all seen her naked. They had all heard her moaning voice asking to send her dares, to push her beyond her limits. And they could watch that video again and again whenever they felt like it. She had posted her tits as a public profile picture for fuck's sake.
She couldn't keep her fingers away from her pussy. She had reached her bedroom now, taken off her skirt, and she was now playing the video on her phone. She laid on the bed for a couple of minutes, masturbating to her own video. Rolled up her top and started playing with her breasts as she resumed reading the chat messages. One finally caught her eye. It was from a "DarkPassenger". Alex recalled adding him when the fumes of arousal had already taken over.
DarkPassenger: You look like the kind of girl with repressed impulses that I would love to train. You don't even realise how broken you already are, Alex. Most likely you think of yourself as a good girl and this just as one of your erotic shenanigans. Something that will go away as quickly as it began. But no. This isn't an itch you will be able to scratch away. I don't know if you already figured out how dangerous this app could be for little sluts like you, but be sure I can help you make that very clear. I'm positive you can be pushed far beyond what you think is your limit. You won't believe what you will be able to achieve, the risks you will take, the arousal you will feel, and the price you will be willing to pay.
This time Alex knows for certain which part of her made the decision to answer this message.
SluttyAlex: Where would you like to lead me?
