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It takes a lot to get me excited and a fucking hell of a lot to get me off.  Some of you men and your boring vanilla calls and role-plays do nothing for me. I need to be stimulated in the most fucked up of ways.

Care to join me?

                           Filthy, nasty, twisted, sick, and violent is how I like my calls. When you’re as jaded and have seen it all like me, normal, and vanilla just doesn’t do it. I’m feeling very violent today and would fucking love to fuck someone up. 

                           How about you? That snooty blonde that lives across the street. She thinks her shit doesn’t stink, doesn’t she? You’ve tried to talk to her, but she walks away. What a fucking cunt!

Let’s plan to get revenge on her.

I knock on her door, pretending I’m lost. I engage her and quickly push the needle into her arm. We take her to her bedroom and strip and tie her up.

She is waking now. Let’s fucking play!

Written By: Poison Ivy

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                        Reunions of any sort can be just so dull. Big yawns all around. If I wanted to see any of those losers, I would have kept in touch. Whatever.

                            I moved back when I inherited my grandmother’s home. Knowing the event was so close to my home, I thought it would at least be good for a laugh. Would they even recognize me? I was a bit of a computer nerd/goth back then, and maybe a slight bit overweight. How times have changed. 

I won’t bore you with the details of the event, as it was. Let’s skip to the part of the night where I get the guy that was the football team captain in my home and drugged.

He wakes up in lovely pink satin lingerie. Isn’t he just adorable! I bring over a hand mirror to show him how perfectly made up he is. He tried to talk, but I shoved a ball gag in his mouth. He tried to get out of the restraints, but I suggested he save his energy for later. He will certainly need it. 

  My male friends begin to arrive. A few of them had terrible memories of him as well. The funny thing is, as much as he protested, his poor excuse for a cock was hard, and twitching, 

Let the games begin! 

Written By: Lady Rayne

      Well fuck, seems to me like you have a problem.  Somehow you got waylaid while out shopping for gifts for the wife and kids. Here you are in a seedy hotel off the highway, drunk and broke.  That isn’t the worst if it though, is it? 

                       You start to come out of your fog, and look around the room. You really don’t even remember getting there. Sitting on the bathroom floor in a puddle of who knows what, you wonder just where the fuck you are. Is that blood?

You stumble to the bedroom, and see the girls in your bed. You see the empty bottles, and the lines of white stuff on the nightstand.  You make some noise hoping the girls will wake up.  Maybe? You wonder if they are even alive. Oh god!!

The phone rings in the room. You ignore it, but it keeps ringing, making you a little crazy. You finally pick it up and you hear my voice. I instruct you to put the thumb drive in the tablet. You’re shaking and the girls still haven’t woken up.  There it is right before you. Your entire night and every twisted thing you did. 

Not quite the Christmas you expected perv, is it? 

Written By: Poison Ivy

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            You like them broken, don’t you? Don’t look away from me. We both know exactly what the fuck I am talking about. Lonely, curious, sad, and very ignored. That sort of thing is what makes your dick twitch. Summer is almost here, and the parks, pools and streets will be filled with little, cute, latch keys. So you wonder just what is a Latch Key Kid. Home alone, mostly poor, and single mother works. So vulnerable. 

She’s licking an ice cream cone at the 7-11. You watch the tiny tongue as she licks. Some has melted, dripping down her t-shirt, making the adorable little bumps on chest visible. You sigh deeply, and slide your hand in your sweat pants. 

No one else is around except the store clerk. She has dropped her cone and is crying. You buy one from the clerk and you both exchange knowing looks. 

You sit in your car and show her the cone. She walks over to you and gets into your car. You hand her the dripping, vanilla cone. She asks you where you’re taking her. You smile, and never answer her. 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

You had it all planned out, I really didn’t have to do a thing but show up late last night. I played my part well and stalked our prey for weeks. Finally, the night was here and the time had come for our next move.

Blindfolding and shoving them into your big white van made my tiny holes so wet. You know that I’m your true submissive slut and will do anything to earn a chance to worship your cock.  You made me this way, didn’t you?

We used, abused, teased, and fucked until the wee hours of the morning. This no limits slut did it all and left nothing behind.

If you’re feeling in a wickedly taboo mood and would like to talk about our next victim, call me.

Accomplice Sammie

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Written By: Sammie

            It’s mine and daddy’s favorite time of the year. We just love Halloween! We love passing out candy and looking at the sexy girl costumes. The girls are all so cute and phone sex daddy is extra fun and happy that night.

I always stay home and help daddy. I think it makes the little girls so much more at ease when they see me. Sometimes, if it’s  just the right one, we invite her in.

I help her in the door and double check that she’s alone. I learned along time ago to go after the loners.  I invite her to help herself to some punch and cookies. Her eyes are starting to close and she is passing out. 

We have to work quick now! We strip her and restrain her to my bed. I gag her because we can’t have her waking up screaming. On a happy note, daddy is sound proofing the house for next year. 

Now daddy calls his friends. I just love daddy’s friends! Let my special Halloween party begin!

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Written By: Katie

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    It’s less than a month till Easter. Easter Sunday is the only day you go to church.  You can’t wait to look at them in their frilly pastel dresses and little socks with lace.  You know how littles sit, and you’re imagining what is under those dresses. Visions of little pink, blue, lacey,  and cotton white panty’s. You’re so excited you can barely breathe. Staring at them from your window just isn’t working for you anymore.

You hide yourself so well. Some of your friends even let you babysit for them. I guess they never noticed the peep holes you put to see in the bathroom. You wish it was your mouth they were peeing into. Don’t you?  

I went to school with guys like you. Girls loved you and thought you were so fucking hot. They wondered why you never gave them a second look. They assumed you had a  hot older girlfriend in another school. That wasn’t it though. They were way to old for you. 

                      You lack imagination and have no idea how to carry out your plans without getting caught. That is where I come in. Call me and let’s plot. Easter is almost here. What the fuck are you waiting for? 

Written By: Poison Ivy

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                   By now, you should have learned that the most important lesson is don’t get your ass caught! You have gotten sloppy, and in too much of a hurry to get to the prize. Maybe it’s time you were taught a little lesson in patience.

We’ve already been to the park and we picked out our prey. You can’t stand the waiting. I send you home, since you’re too excited to do as you’re told.

We’re home a few hours later and you’ve been drinking. You’re passed out on the bed.  There’s 5 little ones. The only thing is that this is revenge. You being passed out, makes it all so much easier.

I strip you and tell the girls to get on the bed. You wake up to them all in the bed with you. They’re posing, taking pictures with you, and by now you realize that this will not turn out good for you.

I now own your ass.  One thing wrong and I will share the videos and pictures. Poor you.  What could have been your best dream, has turned in to your worst nightmare.  

Written By: Poison Ivy

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The Spooky Season is almost here and you’re hoping that this year will be better. Last year was such a disappointment with the kids all home because of the pandemic. 

You’re so excited planning out the Haunted House you will have for them. You’re already jerking it while you think about all the sexy costumes. Fairies, nurses, Disney Princess, and little vampires. You’re busting with excitement.

I have taught you well, and you’ve procured an old abandoned home. You’ve taken many precautions to avoid any neighbors and hide yourself away as you prepare. If things go as planned, you’ll have a houseful to play with. If things go perfect, you’ll have to destroy all the evidence including the house.

I carefully check your to-do list. Edibles to pass out as typical candy, spiked punch, restraints, candles, floggers, nipple clamps, and some very sharp implements. Looks perfect!

Check with me after Halloween to see just how our little party went!

Written By: Poison Ivy

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     Your wife and kids are asleep and you’re so fucking bored.  You manage to get on the Dark Web. You can’t believe your eyes. Drugs, sex, and violence. It’s all there for you to step out of your boring comfort zone.

You’re a bit nervous, but some liquid courage helped.  Soon, you’re chatting with people you would never talk to or meet in your sorry real life. 

You begin chatting with me. You say the same tired words.  Goth girls this, Goth girls that. We go into a private chat where your fantasy meets my reality. You give me your address and alarm code. It’s fantasy after all you assume.

I show up at your home around 2 am. I am not alone. We first wake you up, and then your wife. You’re pleading, telling me you really didn’t mean it. Your wife is confused and begins to scream. I shut her up with a punch that breaks her teeth. Then she is awake and lucid enough to worry about the 2 in the next room. 

Be careful what you wish for, daddy!

Written By: Poison Ivy

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I may look sweet and innocent… it works to my advantage. My wholesome appearance makes the little ones trust me easily.
I’ve been doing calls for well over a year with someone in particular who appreciates this quality in me.

I talked to him today and told him I had found a new little treat for us while I was walking my dog. I spotted her at the park. She was a tiny little blonde named Emily with big green eyes. She ran right up to me and asked if she could pet my dog. After a few minutes, I asked her if she’d like to come back to my house and play with him, and she said yes.

Once I got her inside, I lured her into our playroom. After I closed and locked the door, I told her we were going to play a game. I demanded her to take off your clothes.

My accomplice knocked on the door and I excitedly let him in. Look at her… she’s going to be such a little whore for us, I said as I watched his cock get hard at the sight of our little slut. He couldn’t stop staring at her tiny little boobies, they’re barely starting to develop. Then he saw her smooth, hairless virgin pussy. I done well for him, he really liked her.

I told Emily to open up her mouth. He shoved his p-cock down her throat, choking her. I held her head and told her if she used her teeth she’d be punished. “Suck that cock, you little slut,” I instructed.

He got to the edge of orgasm and pulled his cock out of her mouth. “I’m going to taste you now,” he said as he slid his tongue over her bald little pussy. I watched him eat her and I told her I want you to do exactly what he’s doing to you, as I sat on her face. After she licked me to orgasm, I guided his cock into her tight, virgin pussy and watched as he fucked her.

An hour later, little Emily was no longer innocent. But she still tasted sweet, and that’s all we really care about.

Written By: Gina

Your thoughts and desires are so dark that you’re afraid to even speak them.  For the most part, you’re a normal man. You have a well paying job, 3 adorable kids, and a hot wife. Just sometimes no matter how hot your wife is, things can get so fucking boring. 

You remember the hot goth girls in college. You would watch them, study them, and imagine what sex would be like.  Never in your wildest fantasies, and darkest dreams did you ever expect me.

You see me going through my backpack to try and find my cash. I’m taking my time and holding up the line. You step in and pay for me. I invite you to drink your coffee with me at the last table. I ask a lot of questions. We’re now talking about your boring wife, and your impure thoughts about your kids. I seduce you into not going to work today.

We joke about the things you want to do, but won’t. I suggest you put yourself in my capable hands. After a long day of persuading you, you hand me your house keys, and your families schedule. I show up, but I’m not alone. You quietly tell me that wasn’t the plan. Shut up, Daddy! Remember when the screaming starts, you asked for this!

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Written By: Poison Ivy

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  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

    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

        Over the severed limbs , beyond the moss covered wall, in the cottage of the seven dwarfs, dwells Lady Rayne, most perverted of them all. 

After paying her dues and fucking all those pesky little dwarfs, she went from a sub to a feared domina. Thankfully all those tiny fuckers had huge cocks and tongues to please me during my time as a sub. If it seems I am mixing my fairy tales, it’s my story and we’re doing it my way. 

As I kicked back enjoying an Appletini, the dwarfs kissed and licked my beautiful pale white feet. There was a knock at my door, and in burst a lovely pale thing. She saw my shiny, red apple and she fainted mumbling something about poison Appletinis. The dwarfs took her to my chambers, and carefully and slowly undressed her. What a magnificent pale, shapely body she has. I allowed the 7 men to have some fun with her before I bathed, and re-dressed her.  

She awoke to find herself with pierced nipples, and a pierced clit. She was spread eagle to my bed, and wearing a chastity device. Fuck she is magnificent! 

In walks my lovely neighbor, Maleficent. She apologizes for not knocking but she assumed I would not hear her over the dwarfs gang bang. She had a huge surprise for me, and pulled up her skirt. What a beautiful big, thick cock she has. She explained she had to do many perverted things to get it, but it was worth it. 

                            The poison in the Appletini  was strong, and she fell asleep again. The mortgage was due, and I had a plan. I invited all the men in the land to gang bang Sleeping Beauty at a cost. We joined in as we raped, molested, tortured, and took her over and over again. 

May Your Halloween be As Twisted As Lady Rayne

Written By: Lady Rayne

Ice Cream shops closed, zoos closed, parks closed, and schools closed.  A man like you needs to have options, and with quarantine you have none. Such a pity isn’t it?  I know that for people like you planning is half of the fun. I’ve been planning for weeks all the deviant things I will do when finally free! So Perv, let’s plan.

I wonder what she will look like, her age, and most of all the nasty, twisted things we’ll do to her or them? I know when this is finally over, you’ll go on a bit of a spree. Of course, a depraved spree needs lots of fucking planning. 

Maybe you don’t even need to leave your home. She is right there with you looking so sweet, and innocent. Sort of hot, isn’t it perv?

How about a little twist on our fun? I have a little friend here with me, she is just so fucking cute. You tell me all the things you want me to do to her. You know you’ve been dying to try and take the lead. 

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Written By: Poison Ivy

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I feel as though you have misinterpreted my brief moment of kindness. Snapping her little neck was an act of mercy that you will never experience. Her tiny little body was used, abused, bleeding and worthless once we were finished. My pale hands around her neck, then tossing her out to feed the pigs took care of a two-fold problem. Did it not? I do love it out at my deceased lovers farm. Total privacy, and lovely gross ways to dispose of remains. My high has worn off, we have no pretty play things, and I am bored as fuck.

I will give you a choice loser. Go hunt for me, or I will amuse myself by shredding your flesh with my flogger. I see, you have chosen severe pain from your Goddess. Amazing, one lash and you’re whining like a bitch. Maybe I should toss you alive to the hungry pigs for wasting my fucking precious time. You have changed your mind? Good, I much rather flog tender, young flesh.

Bring her to me. I want a tiny single digit babe with long blonde hair. No sign of tits, body hair or any sign she might be too old for our play. Off with you now, and don’t forget the party favors.

Written By: Poison Ivy

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I was getting ready to do a little hunting and the thought of it had me unbelievably horny. I mean there is horny and there is fuck I need to cum! I planned on going on my own tonight as I had something special in mind. I was in the mood to destroy this cute emo boy.

There was this knock on my door. It had been awhile since we hunted a sweet little victim because he went to rehab for his deviant, twisted desires. When he told me that, I was “fuck, yeah sure here we go again.” He can’t resist me or the little baby dolls for too long. I kind of have a love/hate relationship with most of the guys in my life. It is sort of like the way you love/hate your sick desires.

He had some party favors to get on my good side and to use when we play. Rather bold of him, but his p-cock was in desperate need. I thought about sending his ass on his own but I fucking love the hunt!

Off we went to a new spot I had been thinking of. The boring, vanilla mall. The sweet young things are all over since school is out. The soccer moms dump them there for “mom” time.

There she was licking on an ice cream cone with long blonde hair, pink shorts and a little tee that said Eye Candy. What the fuck was her whore mom thinking? When I approached her, I told her that her mom had been in a car wreck and she needed to come with me. Once we had her in the car, I knocked her out with my fist and we went to a private spot a few hours out of town. He couldn’t wait and started without me. Yeah, no that won’t fly. I pulled over, and did another hit. Fuck it, this spot looked good enough so we dragged her by her long blonde hair into the woods. He pissed on her to wake her up and we began to play. Some things never change, and a p-fuck will always crave tender flesh.

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Written By: Poison Ivy

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  You notice more and more each day that I am far from just an accomplice, I am a goddess for you to obey and worship. I am the only female that isn’t underage that you desire. You watch me as we play and you want to lick my long, pale legs and taste every inch of me. When I kiss you with their taste on my lips it drives you mad with lust.

I am now in your dreams with two little devil dolls by my side. Two little accomplice goddesses with pale skin and bright red hair. Sadly for you, they belong to me, but look at the little birds I “borrow” for us to play with. A session with me is a walk into the realm of madness. Once you have your first taste, you’re madly, insanely and forever hooked. You become an Ivy junkie that no amount of rehab can fix. Why would you want to be cured of me? I make your dreams and other’s nightmares come true.

The little girls are so fucking cute in their red velvet dresses, red lace socks, red patent shoes and red panties with hearts. They’re passing out cards to all the little boys. Those bitches never gave you any cards, did they? How about a little Valentine’s Day revenge?

            Goth Girl Ivy

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     I fucking hate smiling for photos, I would much rather sneer for the camera; but these dumb sessions are just a means to an end. We need to make the sessions look real for the little pretty things that want to be famous models one day. I am not exactly lying when I promise them fame and that their pictures will be seen all over the internet. They just have no idea it will be in porno’s and snuff films. For those with delicate souls who deny who they are, I will just call them art house films.

I have brought over 3 little darling for this session. They ask about the clothes they will model and I explain for now they’re perfect just as they are. I have my pictures done, stripping off my clothes a bit. I need for them to think this is real. They all begin to look scared, tears begin to run down their pretty little faces. Even that young they begin to sense something isn’t right. Oh, there is nothing right, and everything depraved about what this day and night will bring.

I calm them down with a glass of spiked apple juice. The “producer” Is getting impatient with so many orders coming in for our little film. The flat chested spoiled twats are ready to become stars. Too bad they won’t get to enjoy their 15 minutes of fame as their bodies will be left to the rats and what once was a production house will go back to being a crack house. 

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Written By: Poison Ivy

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