Webslut Madison Ch. 04

Madison erupted, moaning in pleasure as her pussy tightened around the dildo as she pounded herself with a relentless fury. She panted, moaned, and shrieked in ecstasy as she ripped the clamps from her nipples, and continued to climax as thunderous applause rained down on her from the gallery of viewers. She had never felt so humiliated in her life, and she had never felt so satisfied.

As she returned to a settled state, she realized that she looked like a total mess - her hair was frizzy and tousled, her whole body was drenched in sweat and her makeup was all over her face, mixed with tears that left her eyes for some reason she could not explain. She looked just like she felt, and it couldn't have pleased her more.

"Nice show," said the guy for whom she had originally performed. "Just so you know - we weren't really serious about doing most of that stuff to you, we just know how much it turned you on so we decided to go with it. It made it really entertaining, though."

"Yeah, it did," said Madison. She was still nude, but now sitting on her bed, calming down. The realization of what she had just done was slowly sinking in, hitting her like a ton of bricks and turning her face beet red with shame and embarrassment.

"But really, we did record the whole thing. We were just going to, you know, watch it for our own pleasure. You don't mind that, do you?"

"No, no, you guys were great. You deserve it, really. Send me a copy too, actually...it will probably make me cum for a couple weeks before I get bored with it and want something else."

"Well, if you ever get serious about this whole exposure thing, and want it posted online, just let us know. Other than that, nice show, and hopefully we'll talk later. Looks like we all need to clean up," he said, chuckling.

"Yeah. And in my case a nice big glass of water and some sleep," she said. "Sure, if I want to post it, I'll let you guys know. Thanks for everything guys!" She blew a kiss and closed the laptop.

For a moment, Madison just sat on the bed shaking her head. She was still a little turned on by what had transpired, but mostly she was in a state of disbelief. What had driven her to such behavior? She was too tired to come up with an answer. Instead, she poured a tall glass of water, finished it, poured another, took a shower, and went to sleep, dreams of her sultry behavior filling her head.