Smitten Kittens Steamy Journal

              Here we go again, it’s almost fucking Christmas. If I had my way, I would stay home till it was all over. Scary Christmas movies, fucking, getting tipsy, fucking, and well you get the fucking picture.  Unfortunately, I have tons of obligations, gifts, and visits. Spending time with family can be tough. There is a reason you only see them once a year. 

                    How about we have some nasty fun before that? I know what’s on your mind, you perv. You’ll be seeing your hot mother in law, sexy nieces, and all the men you would love to call daddy. Can’t have you running around with a huge hard-on, or tiny worthless thing, whatever your case might be.  

My only restriction is that I don’t do vanilla. Don’t even fucking try. With me you can be as filthy, twisted, deviant, and just plain sick as you want. I fucking encourage it. 

Oh yeah, did I forget? Happy Fucking Holidays. 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

                    Come on, follow me! You know you fucking want to.

You’re late on your route and it’s 10 pm by the time you deliver my package. You can’t take your eyes off of me. You’re even thinking you are imaging me. It’s been a long week for you.

I invite you in and offer you a drink. Just a bottle of water is all you want. I give you your water, and a little something more. You feel a little dizzy, but excited. You have no idea what’s happening to you. Where did all the young, adorable dancing girls come from? 

As quickly as they appeared, they’re gone. I look into your eyes and ask you why you are here? You look so confused. I hand you something that looks like a contract.

The girls are back again, but this time nude. You feel like you’re losing your mind. They hiss at you to sign it, and  tell you then the real fun will begin.

You’re helpless now.

You follow us up the long staircase. Fuck, you would follow us anywhere. 

You see that you aren’t our only victim. You notice the adorable little girls aren’t exactly girls. You have never sucked a cock before. They’re walking towards you. Their cocks are so big for such tiny girl bodies. You can’t help yourself, you reach out for the flat chested little blonde. You’re shaking, you can’t, but you have too!

                         Halloween is when the evil comes out to play!

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

 When I crave a man, he has to be something fucking special. When I fall, I fall hard. 

I met a musician at my last show, and I have decided he is mine to keep. Tall, rough, hot, rich with ink and piercings. What’s not to desire?

It was fun for awhile. We met in dark alleys, in abandoned houses, bathrooms, and cemeteries. I eventually do get bored, and you get possessive. I tried to end it but he won’t go away. What do I do? 

He invite me to his home. FUCK ME!! Now he’s getting domestic on me. He cooks me dinner and there is no booze or party favors. I give him one last fuck, because he is amazing in bed.  He begins talking about babies. Wait, what? He told me he was snipped. We’re so fucking finished.

I just leave.

          I get to thinking that even though I no longer want his dick, no one else can either. There’s only one solution.

I invite him over for drinks and such. He is super relaxed now. I come behind him and stick a needle in his neck. He quickly passes out. I remove his cock and balls quickly. I sew him up so he doesn’t bleed out. I take his blood, bring it to my tattoo artist and he uses it as ink.  See how romantic I really am? A part of him will be with me forever. 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

                     You have a snuff fantasy. How very fucking nice. You don’t really want to die, you just want the excitement and attention. Let’s make your fantasy a reality. Stop your crying, and act like a man!

I have planned it just like you imagined. I sold tickets, they’re about 100 people in the audience just waiting to see the killing of Mr. F! 

You’re already shaking, as I strip you down. Oh fuck me!  It’s just as well I am ending you with a tiny worthless cock like yours. 

                    You look out into the audience seeing my guests, you’re pleading with them to end this madness. You tell them you will return all their money. Really Mr. F?  You can barely pay your rent. 

I help you to the wheel. You’re restrained by your feet and hands. You’re pleading with me to stop. I go slowly as my guests have paid a lot for this show.  I stab you first in your stomach. My guests are cheering. I make flesh wounds all over your worthless body. You’re begging me now to just end you. 

                      My guests are very blood thirsty, and want much more. I slice your thigh. Now I must work fast before you bleed out.

I turn to my audience and ask them what I should do for the finale? They want to see some serious splatter. I smile and kiss you on your trembling lips. I slice your throat from jugular to jugular. My guest are cheering.  Kill Mr. F! Kill Mr. F! 

The blood spurts hitting me and my guests. Perfect end to my show, and to Mr. F.

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

I am nothing if not a helpful, community minded girl. I mean people need their vaccinations, and I love stabbing people with needles and such. What could possibly go wrong? 

I turned my artist loft into a make shift medical office. I put up signs and if anyone questions me, I will make them disappear. I really just want to have some fun. Is that too much to ask?

I am all set up, and waiting for my patients.  My first patient shows up, and I even ask him which brand of vaccination he wants. I smile and tell him what we have. Actually, what I do have is LSD, Strychnine, Viagra, and muriatic acid.  The thinks he picks the Pfizer. He actually picked the LSD. What fun this will be.

In minutes he is seeing all sort of insane sights. He is crawling on the floor barking like a dog. What The Fuck? He is trying to hump my leg. I open the door and let him run out in traffic. Ah well, he will be needing more help than I can possibly give him.

My next patient is rather hot, and well built. I give him the Viagra. Then I close the office for a few hours. What do I do now? We are finished fucking and he seems to be hanging around way too long. I explain that I made an error with this shot, and I need to try again.  What will it be?  I  am feeling the strychnine. I am still horny but it’s a need I need to take care of myself. I pull out my largest vibrator , and fuck my wet, hot cunt while he sort of screams and goes into the oddest positions as his body shuts down.

Give me a call to set up your appointment. I promise it will be fast, and very painful. 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

  Every year women and men flock to my Easter show. It’s like nothing you could possibly imagine. A deviant mix of sex, violence, and blood. This year will be more intense than ever. People are bored and need the kind of release only Malaya can provide.

My guests begin arriving. They look elegant in their gowns and tuxedos.  Sexy girls in bunny outfits are handing out party favors. I welcome all my guest, and the lights are dimed. 

There is several crosses with girls strapped to them. I place a crown of thorns on each of their innocent heads. I press the crowns as blood trickles down their faces. My audience is getting excited now. I look out and see a few of the men have their cocks out.  How I have missed these shows. Several tiny party favors are walking about sucking cocks, licking pussy’s, and sitting on laps. 

The girls are crying, and begging to not be hurt. My guests are voting on who will be the sacrifice of the night. I invite a few of my guests on stage to rape the girls. The night is going better than I planned, and it is almost time.

They have picked a girl to be sacrificed. I bring my knife to her throat, I smile, and cut her throat from ear to ear. 

My main show is now over, but a few are invited to remain for the second part. Join me in my perverse Easter celebration.

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

  It’s almost that day again. What-fucking-ever.  I wonder if men will ever understand that giving me their heart means something else to me. My dark little heart loves collecting hearts, just not how you would imagine.

We go out to an amazing dinner. I tell you I want us both to be totally sober for tonight, so no booze. I need your heart pure and clean. I tease you, flirt with you, even take your hand. You pay the check, and we go to a hotel room. You are surprised I picked such a dark, old, sort of scary hotel. I explain that it’s the perfect atmosphere for our first time. At this point, you would do anything for me, and trust me you fucking will.

    The room is dimly lit, with black candles set up in a pentagram shape. You lay in the middle, and I cut off your clothes. You won’t be needing them now.

You hear rather odd music. You don’t care, you just want to touch, kiss and fuck me. You look around the room and see shadows. I hand you a little pill. I tell you it will enhance our fucking. I straddle over you in a big, shiny knife in my hand. The pill is making you see and feel things more intense. Maybe too intense for you. 

I am kissing you and biting you. As I trace the knife around your heart, you hear chanting. You think it’s the pill. Maybe I gave you some LSD.  Another form is hovering over you. You wonder if I set up a threesome with another hot ass chick. You wonder if you can even keep a hard-on. You feel something, like a sharp pain, maybe a sting of some sort. We both hold your heart in our hands. 

Happy Valentines Day Losers

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

    I  went and had a few drinks after my Burlesque show before my late night plans. This man in a Santa suit was really getting on my fucking nerves. I was feeling wicked and decided to make him my evening plans.

I invited him to have a few drinks with me and slipped something in it. He was feeling dizzy and walked out to the dark alley. My potion worked and soon, he was a slight 2 inches tall.  Poor wee man. I spiked him with my stiletto heel, picked him up and put him in my purse. He should have a blast with all the sharp implements in my leather purse.

Once at my loft, I let him lose on my floor. My cats were chasing him and I told him he better run fast if he wants to survive. The cameras were on and my friends were making bets on his survival. This really was fucking hysterical to watch. The terror in his tiny eyes was making me excited and my pussy needed some attention.

I couldn’t leave my little man alone as he might have gotten eaten or lost. I took my hot glue gun and glued him to the tip of my vibe. I think I heard him scream in pain from the hot glue. Once it cooled, I began to fuck myself. I came so fucking hard, that it drowned the wee man. I guess the only thing left to do was pee him out and flush him.

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

Let’s face it, you are a fag.  That’s cool though, as I love fags. Most girls watch guy with girl porn, but I watch guy on guy.  You’re still trying to decide if you are gay.

You dislike pussy, even mine? You are a queer. Fucking face it, you love cock. You are gay. Maybe it’s time for me to show you just how much of a queer boy you are.

I love how you blamed your boring girlfriend and told me that if she were more experimental. Guess what? You would still be a cock sucking fag.

Guess what else? Maybe I should just contact her and blackmail you. Maybe, I would be doing you a fucking favor, so you can get all the cock your fag mouth and ass desire? I am just here to help in the end. Now, if you believe that!

I’m in the room looking hot as fuck, your boring girlfriend is there, and then we have a tall muscled guy with a 10 inch cock. You’re down on your knees before he can even unzip his pants. Guess what, you are a fag!

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

                       Aren’t you the lucky little fucker.  You were asked out by a fetish chick. You can’t believe your incredible luck. You have tried for years, and I always say “fuck no”.

You’re feeling pretty fucking proud of yourself. You buy new clothes, get a fleek haircut, and you ask my friends where you should take me. They tell you I love romantic kid friendly restaurants with no booze. My friends are so evil, and you’re so gullible.

                     You arrive at my house with flowers and candy. Candy? You bring me candy? You’re confused because I’m not dressed to go out. You think maybe you have the wrong night. Then you get this glimmer of hope that I’m dressed for a night in with you. What did one of your friends say? They made a joke about never going out with a hot, unusual chick on Halloween because you might end up a sacrifice. You laugh, and you’re feeling pretty happy with yourself. A hot chick, lingerie and a night in. That has to mean sex. You’re now strutting around and feeling super proud.

          We go into a dark room lite with black candles.  There’s plastic on the hardwood floor. I tell you it’s for when I do body painting. You’re intrigued when I demand you strip. You wonder if I’m going to paint you, fuck you or both. You mention that my painting supplies look dangerous. You nervously laugh. I shed my clothes. With my painting tool in my hand, I mount you.  You can’t believe this. No foreplay? Just hot, wild fucking? My eyes go wild, they’re red and glowing. You see I am holding a knife, not a painting tool. Your heart is beating so fast, you feel my hot cunt grab your cock as I cum.  The blade is sharp, cold and scary. You assume it’s a Halloween joke. I slash your throat, and bathe in your hot, deep red blood.

          If a hot fetish chick asks you out on Halloween, you can be sure you’re a blood sacrifice. Happy Murder Day.

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

I often get asked if forced intoxication is really a thing. Yes, it so fucking is a thing. Of course once you have had a few, there is so many other things I will force you to do. Looking at my amazing body alone will make you mine. Once I have you, I will never let you go till I am tired of your ass. 

It begins so innocently. You call me, and ask about forced intox. You enjoy drinking so you wonder how this could ever be a problem. We begin with a few shots here and there. You’re beginning to feel it, and try to punk out on me. Are you a man? Men see things through. You promise me a huge tip if you can stop drinking. I will take that tip, and you will drink another shot. 

I am getting so fucking bored now. I have an idea! Let’s dress you up like a little bitch. My, aren’t you so fucking pretty in pink. Now you’re all dressed up, drunk and horny with no place to go. Such a fucking shame.

I have another idea, but you must tip me first. Call an Uber, go to the nearest bar, and pick up a man. You say you can’t do that, you only like girls. You do want to make me happy? Thirty minutes later, the idea is beginning to appeal to you. You have never sucked a cock before. The more you think about it, the more aroused you get, especially since you can say I made you do it!  LOSER!

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

Your Mother is a stupid cunt who needs to be ended. You call me with your plan, but I need more. I can’t just straight out kill the fucking bitch. I need to do some extreme torture to get me going. 

I break into your house and drag you both into the basement. I wink at you and she is too terrified to even notice. I know she hates Asians and in her fear, she still manages to call me a Chink in her trembling voice. I make her dress in tight latex and she looks fucking ridiculous. I call her names, slap her, and grab her ugly tits. I pierce her nipples as she begs me to stop.

You’re wearing my panties and riding up and down on your dildo. I make the cunt watch you. She has spoiled herself and is now vomiting. What a useless pig she is. I shove dildos in both her holes. She screams in pain. I guess those holes hadn’t been used in ages.

I start up the chainsaw and begin cutting her limbs off. Fuck, there is a lot of blood. I am covered in it. Next comes her legs. I have to work fast now as I don’t want her to bleed out. She is losing so much blood and I see her eyes rolling back in her head. I finally show some mercy and make her suck on my gun for a bit. Then I blow her fucking head off.

Fuck, that was fun. Have a mom you can’t stand?  Let’s play!

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

        Welcome to my office. I am told I need to fix a little problem of yours. Please disrobe, and hop up on my table. Why know, it isn’t really sanitary. I just fucked my 

girlfriend on the table. You don’t mind, do you?

I can see the problem here. It seems that thing of yours is quite useless. No man can ever not get hard while they look at me. Now then there is you. I can see why your wife is suggesting we remove that limp piece of flesh. Shame really, it seems to be quite large, just not in working order. 

You ask me if I will use anything to deaden your pain. I explain that is is not up to me, but to the doctor. Ah, you thought I was doing the procedure. It’s the person who really deserves to cut that worthless thing off.  You see your wife, and she looks happier than you have ever made her. You beg to be able to cum one last time before we rid you off your cock and balls. I tease you and show you my gorgeous tits. Still nothing from you. 

    She is shaking a bit, you see your reflection on the scalpel blade. You hope it’s quick. It isn’t. When she is done, she has a request. She wants us to fuck over your bloody, useless body. Sounds like bloody fucking fun to Nurse Malaya.

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx

It’s Almost Valentine’s Day and there is something I must have from you. I want your heart. Feel my soft but strong hands on your chest as I feel your heart beat. As I slide onto your cock with my warm, wet cunt I feel your heart beat even faster. Do not have a heart attack, I want you alive till I am done fucking you. I ride you faster, as my tight cunt grabs your dick. The thought of death makes sex so much better. Imagine this is your last time. I know you assume this is fantasy, and that we are role playing. You can’t imagine such an angel faced girl would tear out your heart. At least, not in the physical sense. 

With one last thrust, you grunt and cum inside me. You reach for me to kiss my soft lips. I bite yours and I bite hard. A bit of blood trickles down, and I lick it off. I am ready for more. You are hard again, and I allow you my pale lovely ass. It is Valentine’s Day and I want it all from you before we’re done. You cum yet again, with another loud guttural moan. 

I smile and press my hand harder on your chest. I whisper in your ear that this will hurt, but not for long. My long red fingernails are gripping your chest now. I lower myself back down onto your still rock hard cock. Just as I cum, I rip out your heart. 

May all your Valentine’s Day nightmares come true.

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx

Are you man enough to fuck me? Maybe the question is are you fucking brave enough? I need a lover that can take whatever I choose to do to him. I need my sex to be rough, violent and a tad bloody. You may leave my bed a bit bruised, battered and stumbling; but you will never forget a session with me.   

Imagine my tight cunt wrapped around your cock, and my beautiful hands wrapped around your neck? I won’t fuck you like your wife does, way to vanilla for me. Ho Hum! What I will do is leave you begging for more. No man or woman ever forgets the smell and feel of me. What do you have to lose? Maybe your sanity and your soul.

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx

 Happy fucking holidaze.  What do all you good boys and girls want from me for Christmas? I do know my callers, and they all are a special type of naughty. Lucky for them as everyone knows, I don’t do fucking boring vanilla calls. Of course in the end, I don’t really care what you do, as long as I have your money.

I thought it would be interesting to talk about one of my callers. To keep his privacy, I shall just call him Piss Boy. I have blogged about him before but, he’s to much fun not to blog again.

Like anyone else, he would rather drink my delicious piss, but he has no access to it. Such a shame for him. Then what does he do with his piss? Any fucking thing I tell him to do, bitches! It is sort of a holiday thing for him. I can’t wait to shock and thrill him with some of the new things I have planned. I am certainly not telling what they are. Call me, pay for me, and then you will learn it all.

Now, fuck off, and enjoy your holiday.

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx

           Are you lost little boy? I can’t imagine what you’re doing out so late at night. It is beginning to rain and you look cold. Come home with me, I will take such good care of you. You wonder why I’m not afraid to be out so late, in the dark on such a terrible end of town. I laugh and tell you I am fearless.

We get to my loft and I open the door. You wonder why it isn’t locked. I tell you I am indestructible. You look around and my decor confuses you. You ask if all the coffins are my Halloween decorations. I smile and you think you see fangs. 

I fix you a snack. I am not hungry, not for what you’re eating anyway. I can smell you and I am lusting for what runs in your veins. You wander around my loft, as you are getting comfortable. You begin to feel dizzy so I help you to my bed. You make a cute joke about my antique four poster bed. I am not sure why you find it funny. You ask why I am so pale and hardly ever smile. You fall asleep.

You wake up to find me naked and in bed with you. You can’t believe your luck. I straddle you and begin to ride you. My soft but oddly strong hands are around your neck. You look into my glowing eyes and beg me to bite you. The smell of your blood is intoxicating. Young blood is the most potent. You beg me to turn you. It’s tempting but, way too much responsibility for me. Good night sweet boy. I laugh at my own kindness and toss you to the rats.

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx

 You like your sex and calls a bit different than the fucking norm. This isn’t a question. If you are reading this you are either a freak like me, or you need some abuse. Which one is it, bitch? I am beyond deviant. I will take you on one hell of a fucked up journey. I will test your boundaries and make you wonder what the fuck you just heard out of my pretty, nasty mouth. 

  If you want to bring your semi vanilla calls my way, think twice. Some men assume because I am part Asian, that I am meek.  Think again! I do the role-plays that are too fucked up for many. Sex, drugs, and violence is what I am all about. Once in a blue moon someone gives me a request that isn’t exactly “me”. Make it fun, make me laugh and I just might do it.  Will I be laughing at you? More than likely. 

Cum join me for the most deviant, twisted, sexy, nasty call you’ve ever done. I promise I won’t hurt you too much!

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx

Getting thirsty, aren’t you? You are the perfect toilet slave for me. Anything that comes out of my body is delicious, and you crave it. You might want to fuck me bitch, but we both know that will never happen. At first, you settled for my body fluids, but now you crave them.

It all began when we were out drinking at Greenwood Cemetery. I had to piss really bad from all the drinks, and I was looking for a spot that was secluded, but then I thought I would piss on one of the graves. You followed me and right before I went to squat, you slid under me with your mouth open. You licked me clean, and were so very fucking careful not to do anything I might hurt you for. You might be my friend, but my rules are just fucking that.

It was that time of the month, and you got an extra bloody treat from me. You fucking lost it. You just wanted more and more, and I was happy to supply you. I allowed you to move in with me, and I never needed to use the hard, cold toilet seat again.

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx