Ladies, we all know there's an illicit, liquid thrill that throbs through your body and pools between your thighs when you think about being exposed in a public location. The idea that someone can see you, bared and vulnerable, the notion that you get them aroused, that they get off on seeing you.
The amount of exposure and the level of publicity is a moveable feast though, isn't it? On the one extreme you could merely be showing a bit more leg or a fraction more cleavage as you sit in a cafe sipping a coffee and idly flicking through posts on your phone, knowing that the man on the next table is surreptitiously eyeing you up. While at another extreme you could be posting naked selfies of yourself to a porn site. On all fours, bottom, cunt and legs exposed, breasts hanging down below you, breathing heavily as you imagine the thousands of eyes staring at you, rubbing their cocks or sliding hands into moist panties.
Then there’s all manner of settings in-between those extremes: You could be showing a lot more leg in the newly purchased dress in which you are now parading around in the mall. Riding up and down the escalators, knowing those behind you will be able to see nearly all the way up between your stockinged thighs, and that if bent over slightly they would be able to see all the way up and realise that you are, in fact, not wearing any panties.
Or you could be showing a lot less of yourself on your favourite BDSM social media site: shorts pulled down to expose a bare bottom, perhaps, but slippery cunny and asshole cock-teasingly hidden from view. Or maybe just a bare midriff with the words “Fuck-Me” inscribed in thick, garish red lipstick.
There’s the risk to be weighed up, of course. Will someone recognise you? And if so, what will they think of you? Will they judge you a slut and forever look at you with faint distaste when they see you again? Will they judge you a slut and get a stiffy at night as they wank their cock thinking about what they saw of you? Worse than that perhaps, is that they judge you a slut but prefer some thinner, fitter model to wank their cock over? Perhaps your too-fat thighs, or not-big-enough breasts rule you out of their fervid imaginations, or place you so far down the ranking that you’re deemed to be a quick fuck when no-one else is around; perhaps your diminishment means that they think of you as someone to use in ways that no-one else will permit because your level of self-respect is so negligible. A quick, hard fuck up your ass and then leave. Or a prolonged session where they take out their nastiest kinks on you, delighting in the fact that you willingly open your mouth for them to spit in, shake you by your hair as they push your face into their sweaty balls and cock, slap your face and tits, sneering and laughing at you, calling you names and making you agree with them.
Risk need to be weighed up and balanced against the rewards. The thrill of exposure and knowledge that you’re desired and sexy, versus the risks of being judged and found to be lacking. That’s always the equation that needs to be evaluated.
The nice thing about BDSM is that often the risks are the rewards. Being judged a filthy slut who will spread her legs to a stranger is intoxicating in itself, if you look at in the right way. Some of you have reached that twisted inversion point where you’ll do any sort of risky behaviour because you want to be judged and found wanting, you want to be treated in ways which make it abundantly and sickeningly clear what someone thinks of you.
For the less depraved and ruined women amongst you though, you value your safety. Here’s a nice little idea you might try: rather than post risky and risqué pictures of yourself on here, describe yourselves in text, as fully and in much detail as you can muster. Then to add to the picture you’ve painted for us, tell us what clothes you are wearing as you set out for the day. There’ll be a little frisson of excitement sparking in your belly knowing that there is the very slightest possibility that someone might recognise you in the wild. And there’s the knowledge that you have exposed yourself, at least to some extent, to everyone on here. Telling us what you look like so we can imagine what you’d be like to fuck.
Go ahead, ladies, make our day.
