Vicky’s May Challenge

May 1st. A new month, a new game. A brutal challenge I’ve just imposed on Vicky.

Ten men. Thirty days. Ten strangers she will have to seduce and fuck on command before the end of the month. The idea alone already makes her shiver with anticipation… and arousal. Challenge accepted. She hasn’t met a single one yet, but the countdown has begun.

This challenge isn’t just a promise of sex. It’s an act of complete submission, a journey to the edge of her limits. I’m pushing her far outside her comfort zone, into that space where desire and fear blur into one. I’ve laid out the rules. I control the game. She will obey.

To intensify the challenge, I’ve set three very specific constraints to make it even filthier:

• At least one man she finds unattractive. A partner who turns her off, yet she’ll still have to satisfy him completely.
• A man over 65. A seasoned, older male—far too old for her—whom she’ll have to please just like the rest.
• An experienced BDSM Dom. A real, skilled Dominant who will make her tremble in my absence.

None of these men must suspect anything. Absolute secrecy. Not one of them will know she’s a creator on OnlyFans, or that she’s being guided in the shadows by me. Every encounter must be unique—no repeats, no follow-ups. Ten distinct experiences. Ten nights of debauchery, each one different.

And me? I’ll be present every single time… in the shadows. Her phone will be on, hidden deep in her purse. I want to hear everything live. Every moan, the sound of her thighs clapping, the muffled noises of a messy blowjob, the gasps she’ll try to suppress—I’ll be there, invisible but omnipresent, my ear pressed to the dark backstage of her imposed pleasures.

To find these ten strangers, I threw her into the digital arena. After comparing several platforms, one hunting ground clearly stood out. Tinder? Too bland. The usual dating sites? Far too tame for what I had in mind. No. ALT.com became the obvious choice. The perfect hunting ground for a challenge this intense.

ALT.com is in a league of its own—a dark, sensual jungle for seasoned adults. The vibe is wet and wicked: dark themes, crimson accents, profile pictures in leather and latex.

There are hundreds of thousands of active users, each boldly displaying their desires. Dominants looking for fresh submissives, swinging couples, curious beginners, and BDSM veterans… The perfect ecosystem to hunt for prey. On this platform, Vicky can find the wild and the unexpected: lustful older men, demanding Doms with refined techniques, or simply curious strangers seduced by her pretty face.

I made her sign up to ALT.com under my watch. Profile created, photos carefully chosen, the bio crafted to attract attention without revealing too much. No way her prospects will guess the truth of her challenge. Her username radiates innocence, to better trap them. The messages are already pouring in. The hunt is on.

But that’s not all. To maintain the tension and test her obedience at every moment, I’ll be throwing in surprise instructions at will. The rules of the game can change without warning.

I might, for example, order her to wear a butt plug well before a meeting, so she arrives already filled with delicious discomfort. I might choose her outfit too: a short dress with no lingerie, makeup done like a flawless doll—she’ll present herself exactly as I demand.

And during the act? I’ll make her participate in her own corruption: begging for anal, pleading to be taken in her final hole. Or maybe I’ll tell her to ask for a spanking, to lift her ass obediently until it burns under someone else’s hand. I might even push her to a deep throat, until her eyes tear up—just to drown myself in her muffled moans through the phone. The possibilities are endless, and they’ll come to life one by one, born of my whims.

Total control. Vicky will never know what to expect. I’m maintaining a constant state of erotic tension, a mental game of power where she anticipates every order, her heart pounding.

This month, Vicky belongs entirely to my desire. Every man she seduces will be for my satisfaction. When a stranger takes her, she’ll know it’s my approval she’s really chasing—even if I’m not there. Knowing I’m listening to her every breath will make her blush with shame… and soak her thighs with pleasure. She’ll play her role perfectly—or she’ll pay for it later, in the privacy of our reunions.

Challenge. The word cracks like a whip. This May Challenge has only just begun, and already the air tingles with anticipation. I can see her hesitating before her first meeting, stomach tight with nerves and excitement. I see her knees weaken as she crosses the threshold into an unfamiliar room, knowing I’m listening. Knowing her invisible Master is judging her every move. Image after image, the adrenaline rises.

Soon, she’ll face her first carnal tasks. Soon, I’ll hear her submit in real time to a stranger. And you—can you picture it? Vicky, handed over to lust under my command, taking on this insane challenge for my pleasure alone...

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