Super-Trafalgar

Dear Sir, 

My name is NEVA ANNE THOMPSON and I'd like you to humiliate and degrade me in front of everyone. I'm in my early 30's, but I've been rubbing my slutty cunt to the idea of being fucked, hurt and humiliated ever since I was 19. I dream of being raped, abducted, blackmailed. That's my real name, Sir. I'm from TN, USA. Here's my picture:

I have filled out your humiliation questionnaire here. It tells you all of the slutty, whore ways that I want to be used. I have also sent you more revealing photographs of me to use as you want. In real life I'm too shy to approach a man or woman and tell them how I truly want them to treat me. That's why I desperately crave having my real picture and name spread around so a man or woman (I'm bi, sir), who sees it and finds out who I am can come and use me as they want.

Thank you,Neva (whore).

Dear whore Neva,

Thanks for note, humiliation profile and pictures. Rather than just re-blog your humiliation profile - anyone can already read that on your blog now, anyway - I've decided that you should use that to write a letter to your future blackmailers. You should print it out and carry it around with you everywhere. Here it is:

Dear Blackmailer, 

If you find this letter and know who I am, then you will already know that you'll be able to do what you want with me and even though it will be degrading for me I'll have to do exactly as you say otherwise you'll expose me and ruin my life.

You'll be able to control me just as if you owned me. If it makes your cock hard, you might decide to not let me wear panties or a bra when I go out, or, if you wanted, you could cum in them and make me wear them the rest of the day.

Or when I'm alone with you, you could amuse yourself by making me crawl naked on the floor, and at meal times throw me scraps of food to lick up like a dirty pig, while I had to say "Thank you, Sir," for each little scrap you threw me.

The thought of all that power you have over me, and what you'd make me do makes me feel a little sick in my stomach, but also shamefully wet and aroused. I expect you'd regularly want to stick your fingers in my cunt and laugh at me for seeing how wet it was. 

I know that once you see how wet my stupid cunt gets from being degraded like this, then you'll want to degrade me even more. You'll make me ask to go for a pee if I need to, and if you're feeling like you need entertaining you'll make me squat outside in the garden while you watch and tell me what a disgusting cunt I was. 

My stupid cunt is already pathetically wet from writing that down. I'm rubbing my cunt and playing with my 34C tits while I think of all the other things you might make me do to amuse you and make your cock hard.  

You can just slap my face for the fun of it, and make me say sorry for being such a pathetic fucking whore with each and every slap. You can make me put me on display for you. You can make me go out with you in slutty clothes so my face flushes red with shame and embarrassment when other people look at me. A skimpy, low cut top so people can see my bare tits and a tiny, whore skirt so people can see my legs and my bare cunt when they're behind me on the stairs. You can push your hand up under my skirt and finger me. I'll be ashamed and embarrassed but I won't be able to stop you doing it because I know what will happen if I try to.

I won't be able to stop you inviting anyone you want round to your house and making me dress up as a maid or a naughty schoolgirl for them. I won't be able to protest if they get out their phones and take pictures or videos of me as you have me strip off naked before their eyes. Even if you make me spread my legs and start fingering my cunt until I cum like a dirty whore, I'll have to do exactly as you say while they capture it all on film. 

You can then use those images to blackmail me more. Threaten to show them to my friends or family, or my employers. You can taunt me by telling me that you've already put the pictures up on porn sites, and that if I don't carry on pleasing you, than you're going to ruin me by telling everybody I know about them. 

I know you're going to fuck me, of course. Sticking your cock in my mouth, my cunt and my asshole any time you want. If I'm out with friends, and you want to fuck me, then you'll be able to phone me up and have me come running over for you in my slutty clothes. Oh, God, I can't even stop you if you decide that you want me to become a whore, making me fuck other men or women for money. Making me carry round a price list with me, itemising what it would cost a customer to use each of my three holes.

Oh, fuck, what if you insist on taking me to seedy bars and having to stand next to you while you tell the men there how much it will cost for them to use me? I can see you inviting them to feel my tits through my top - no bra underneath, so they'll get a good feel  - or sticking their hands up my skirt so they can test for themselves how tight my cunt is. I can see you inviting them to call me a dirty cunt, or a cheap whore, and having me agree with every dirty, filthy thing they call me. "Tell them what a dirty, cock-sucking little whore you are, Neva," you'll tell me, and I'll have to obey you.  

I'll have to tell them all the "specialist" things I'll do for them, for a couple of bucks more. Letting them spit on me, or piss all over me. Or letting them tie me up and thrash my tits or cunt or ass, until I beg them to "piss in my mouth like I'm a toilet." You'll make me spell it all out for them, because you know it makes me flush to the roots of my hair and you enjoy seeing that. You'll delight in making me tell them where they could stick a toilet brush and I'll have to say, "up my whore cunt or asshole." I'll have to stop myself crying with shame when I tell them, "You can stick the toilet brush up my cunt, to clean my dirty cunt before you fuck me."

You'd make me go suck the barman's cock behind the bar, so he'd let me solicit his customers and use the toilets for them to fuck and piss over me. For a finishing act, you'd make me hump the toilet like a stupid pathetic slut while they all watched and jacked off over me. Then they'd laugh and jeer, throwing their dollar bills at me, while watching me lick their piss and cum off the floor and kiss the toilet seats clean for tomorrow.

Then you'd make me hand over my earnings before leaving to walk back home alone, smelling of piss and cum. 

I've now cum twice while writing this letter.