Notorious anonymous

Perhaps it is true that we all want to be famous for something? I never used to think so. In my vanilla world, I mean. I've always thought I preferred to stay out of the limelight. You wouldn't think so from seeing me "slut", but I am actually the quiet one at parties, standing in the corner having a peaceful drink and chat. The thought of getting everyone's attention makes my palms wet as much as my pussy, lol.

But no slut would be complete without a streak of exhibitionism. Did I say a streak? In reality, I have grown to have a whole lot more than that. With Master's encouragement, I have learned to love people watching me fuck. Or play. Or just prance around half naked. Last time I was at the airport picking Master up, I wore a top that showed nearly my whole tits, and thoroughly enjoyed the extra attention from security. Not to mention the guy who bought me a drink just so he could take a photo and inform me he was going to jerk off on the plane.

Somehow it never feels like enough. I want full exposure, more attention! At last count Master had no less than 1,780 photos of me used, fucked, whored, choked, creamed, or just showing off. Plus video. I look through them and wish so badly I could show the world what I am.

Back in the days when I still played around freely, I started getting into doing webcam shows on kinky personals sites. I would start of playing the 'traditional' way, then gradually work up to more unique additions, watching the number of viewers grow. I would show off my pain tolerance, open my slut holes, and get dirty with hundreds of people watching. Yeah!

I often wish I could develop this blog into my very own pornsite. "slutnadi.com". There would be pics, more every week or every day, and some of my kinky artwork. I'd add links to my favourite online porn. Perhaps there would be snippets of video, and a collection of Master's favourite photos and entries. There could be a guestbook and a private email where viewers could make personal requests. Paysite or freebie, I wouldn't care. I would be grateful for every person who saw me being myself and thought, 'What a whore'...

Would Master ever allow that? I really don't know. My feeling is, not while I want it so much. I used to feel great frustration that he does not allow me to disclose my blog address without permission. Now, I recognise the wisdom in that. A private blog allows me to speak more freely. It also keeps its purpose intact: the blog is for my Master, not for entertaining a crowd. And it reminds me that, like my body, my thoughts are owned... and will be shared with whom he chooses. Feed the exhibitionist too much, and she may forget how to watch and listen...