My eyes bounce nervously at the people walking by as I tug at the hem of my pleated skirt, wishing for the hundredth time since I left home that it fell just a bit further down my pale thighs - and that my slit wasn't both completely bare and achingly wet behind the thin curtain of fabric.

I glance desperately at the smartwatch on my wrist, re-reading your message again.

     Be there at 11am. No panties :)

My face flushes and I squeeze my legs a little tighter together as I scan the text once more, apprehensively checking the time.

      11:03.

My eyes flit up from the screen, once again scanning the bustling morning crowd. Some heading towards the shopping center on then left, some - often wearing swim gear or shorts - to the waterfront park to the right. I shiver as I watch them, my mind imagining every stranger staring directly into my soul - sneering and calling out something demeaning as their eyes fixate on the pert nipples poking through my thin top, trace their way along legs up beneath my skirt...

*Fuck*. My pussy soaks itself even more at the thought, damp heat building. I desperately hope I don't start dripping down my own thighs, and I turn my thoughts to you.

I don't know what you look like, or even your name - "just call me M" you'd said. That and your post - 'Looking for an obedient slut' - that's all I know about you.

I shiver as I remember reading it for the first time. fingers trembling as I hesitantly typed out a response, my desperate, suppressed fantasies dancing in my head as I deleted and rewrote it over and over, terrified to fully share my shameful desires, even anonymously. Remember cumming so many times in my chair as you weaved my fantasies into intoxicating stories of me being exposed, demeaned, spit on, used, raped, passed around - of how good you'd make it feel to follow your directions. Of how many people would be watching.

And now I'm here, the soft breeze ruffling my colored hair and caressing my legs beneath my skirt, frozen in nervous terror and desperately turned on by it.

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(Hi, I'm Zoe, a 5'6" submissive white girl with perky little pierced b cups, and a depressingly flat butt.

I love to play as myself (description only), but I have plenty of reference pics I love to play as as well! Also happy to be someone you choose - a celebrity with a secret submissive side maybe? That reference picture you've longing to control?

Either way, looking for someone to give me escalatingly slutty, demeaning, exhibitionist orders over text! We can start at a mall/park/beach/convention/anywhere else you want! Also open to reinventing, changing the setting with the same themes

How many lewd acts will you make me commit? How many people will cum because of me? On me? In me? Will you make me offer myself willingly or bait them until they rape me? Will angry wives/husbands catch us and get forceful and humiliating revenge? or just join in the fun? Will you be posting online ads with my photo telling random redditors to come grope/fuck/rape me? Will friends or family see me exposing myself?

Favorite kinks are outfit control, collars and leashes, piercing/tattooing/body writing, exhibitionism, humiliation, rape/rape baiting, multiple partners, cumplay, and risk of pregnancy with strangers! Bestiality and snuff are very optional kinks that I enjoy as well  
  
  


[f4a] Controlling a Slut in Public