Smitten Kittens Steamy Journal

I don’t have any romance or sweet kisses in my DNA. I am fucking hardcore! I fuck hard and kinky! I have sex every day! I have a fucking dirty mind!

You want me for your secret, most perverted phone sex desires and fantasies. I am the perfect accomplice for when you have a taste for something young, fresh and sweet. We can let our minds go into the deep dark places. We can violate tiny little party favors cry for their whore mommy who sold them to us. I can take you to a domination dungeon and fuck you, use you, abuse you, make you bleed, and then spit in your face. Turn you into a fucking whore who is forced into his first gang bang by big black men who love to hate fuck little white cocksuckers. 

If you want to cuddle, I will tell to fuck off. If you want sweet and loving GFE phone sex, you are looking at the wrong girl. I am the perfect girl for the kinky, wild party boys who like to stay up for days and play with crystal, molly or candy. I fuck the Wall Street guys for breakfast, my big black daddy for lunch and take some vitamins so I can stay up all night with you and keep you on the phone until dawn.

Written By: Sarah Jesse

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 You have this weird fondness for blonde cheerleaders but you know I can’t stand the sight of those dumb little bitches. You ask me for a huge favor, and you know nothing with me comes for free. At first, you tell me you just want me to invite a few over and claim it is a party. If nothing else, you know they love partying with older goth chicks. A party at my house is always something to gossip with their insipid friends about. 

You watch from the window as three tiny, blonde underage girls arrive. They’re loud and giggly, I fucking hate that.  You make yourself scarce as you know they don’t like you very much. They ask me when more people are arriving and I tell them they’re early so have some absinthe. They giggle since they know about absinthe from the Twilight movies they have seen.  After a few drinks, I explain that no one else is coming. With your help, I change them into fishnets, pvc and Demonia boots. They look like little whores by the time I am done.

I was under the impression you wanted to fuck them, but you don’t. Your revenge is outright brutal! They’re pretty high at this point and I shoot speedballs into their tender virgin veins. A waste of drugs in my opinion, but you are paying, so fuck it. One is crying and begging to go home, the other two are too high to care. 

What you want next is so sick and I fucking adore you for it. We tell the little sluts to decide which one gets the fuck beat out of her and raped with implements.  We promise the other two they can leave when they’re done. You sit in the chair watching, stroking your p-cock. Soon the smallest is down on the ground with her ‘friends” cutting off her clothes. They rape her with a spiked baseball bat and a broken bottle. Group mentality has taken hold, or maybe it is the drugs and after raping her to her cries for mercy they begin to stomp her with the boots I put on them.

You get up from the chair and practically have to pull the girls away. You cum all over the one of the ground and piss in her face. The two friends are cheering, they better not get to comfortable in their surroundings as we kind of lied about letting them go free.

                Poison Ivy

Written By: Poison Ivy

        Nothing makes my pussy gush and my little deviant heart happier when a guy says, ” Hey Har, I read your blog and…” . Yeah babe, you know I love it!  I had several guys take me up on my offer to have them try and shock me and it was a fucking blast. Thing was though, it looks like I did most of the shocking.

Written By: Harley

I know you and who you are. You are that man who watches in parks, in front of schools and in malls. The weather is warmer and now you found a new place to watch. Public swimming pools and beaches are your new hangout. You beg for my help but you know I hate the sun like you hate stubble on girl just pretending she is underage.

Written By: Poison Ivy

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I know what dirty hidden thoughts lurk in the darkness of your mind. I know what makes your cock bulge. You want to fuck my little phone sex girls, to watch them choke on your cock. Yeah, I know what you’re saying a mother should shelter and protect her children, which is socially acceptable but not inherently programmed into us all. I am a sinful, sadistic, sensuous, cynical and downright scandalous pervert. I harbor desires not acceptable to most, yet irresistible to those who share what it is I long for.

Want to take a walk on the darker side of your mind? You know what they say; two sick perverts is better than one. Come take a sick ride with me into corrupted minds.

Click on my email button on my page and send me a request!

Written By: Bunny

I own this little shop, it’s cute kind of quaint but it has very dark secrets in it. My great grandmother was a Shaman and often said I was possessed by a kitsune who decided to never leave my body. Well fuck, would you if you had this beautiful body for your meat suit? I don’t feel like I need an excuse for the evil I do but I do have one. ROTFLMFAO.

Many men come into my store to get a better look at my beauty and end up paying large amounts for love spells. Love spells? I mean what pathetic worms to think they can make a girl love them. Of course, I take their money gladly and do another spell.

What kind of spells you ask? If I tell you, I will have to torture and kill you which is not such a bad idea. I can make the most masculine man into a submissive slave begging to for his mouth to be pounded. Is it witchcraft, or is it just my beauty sends them into a head spin or maybe, just maybe it is something I put in the tea I serve them. You will never know, till I do it to you.  Come into my shop a man, leave as my bitch.

Maleficent  Malaya 

Written By: Malaya Max

I don’t have one romantic bone in my body. I have never been in love, but I love fucking. I  am hardcore, wicked and wild. I am a New York City party girl, always up for a good time. Life is too short not to enjoy it. I fuck the Wolves on Wall Street. I fuck for party favors at the nightclubs.  I hit the hottest underground sex clubs and domination dens. I have seen it and done it all. Tell me your darkest secret fantasy or your taboo fetish. I am a very horny girl who just adores nasty boys.  Nothing off limits with me. I started young and have sex every day. I enjoy girls and boys. I fuck for money and I fuck for fun. I am a very talented whore.  I can fuck all day and all night!

Written By: Sarah Jesse

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When a caller begins to tell me their limitations they can more than fucking likely hear my beautiful eyes rolling. I don’t do limits and neither should you. You called me for so many reasons and I really don’t think it was to be your boring little vanilla bitch. Now that we have that settled let me tell you how things will go for men who “think” they have taboos in calls.

I will let you know who is really in charge of this call..MOI!  Then I will tease you and tell you all the fucking hot bloody things that get me off. You will start feeling helpless and under my control. Truthfully bitch, weren’t you always as soon as you saw me?

No pain soon will become pain, no beastiality will soon have you getting pounded by my horny Bull Mastiff, no one underage will take you younger than you ever imagined. Shall I keep going or do you get the picture? Yes, I thought so.

Deviant Bitch From Hell Malaya 

Written By: Malaya Max

     Goth girls have always been your weakness from the top of our ever changing hair color, to our porcelain skin down to our perfect boot covered feet. In school, you craved us but were scared but now you are ready to play and there is no stopping your lust. Men say I am that white powder on their mirror next to the blade that is so addicting but they can’t stop. They promise themselves just one more time and they’ll  be done. 

No one else knows your deviant sexual urges like I do. That other addiction you can’t speak of, more addicting than any drug out there. That fateful night you found “that” site the one you couldn’t fucking look away from. You even prayed for help, help that it would be gone when you went back because you are too weak to stop on your own. It wasn’t gone was it? Pathetic really, yet exciting.

I am the devil on your shoulder that urges you on, just one more time. I am the voice you can’t forget that understands your craving. I am the succubus from hell that will never let you give up those twisted desires because you only live once now! 

                  Goth Girl Ivy 

Written By: Poison Ivy

       Hey guys,

  So what is your New year’s resolution for 2017? This chick is so fucking hungry to try something new every month. I mean, I pretty much thought I had done every deviant, taboo thing there is but there is a huge world of nasty out there and there has to be more!

What do you think guys? Have something completely depraved and outright nasty for us to do together. I have my toys out and I am ready and willing.  Fuck am I ever ready!!

 Maybe your New Year’s resolution should be try something filthy with the One and Only Caidyn for 2017! Not sure if I will think it is too sick? That would never happen but feel free to hit me up in an email or instant messenger and let’s do it!

Written By: Caidyn Cross

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      He was young and so cute with long blonde hair. A friend
 of mine asked me to let her son visit me for some training. I am always eager to train a sweet young boy in the art of being the perfect sissy slut.  We chatted first over Chambord and he denied his penchant for lingerie, cross dressing and daddies. I of course knew better.

The more he denied the more adamant I became bordering on annoyed. With a hard slap to his pretty face I told him I had enough and he needed to remove his nasty boy clothes. He shyly stripped and I took out some very frilly panties. After another hard slap he began to dress for me.

I told him I would be back up shortly and he better be dressed and made up even if it was a utterly sad attempt with his makeup. I came back up with an older gentleman. The young man’s eyes lite up as he finally admitted to himself his desires. 

Deviant Lady Rayne

Written By: Lady Rayne

     When a caller is looking for a specific fetish involving slow torture and snuff, I am the one they want. I have no qualms about blood and bodily fluids and I get completely into the scenario. Perhaps, too fucking into it I am told. I had one last night that left me for awhile, but they always come back as no one does it better than moi.

My caller was quite intelligent and clearly has a vivid imagination. Two qualities I adore in a man and if it was real or imagination I will leave you to guess, ponder and get off too. 

Five stunning women were not exactly what they professed to be in their adoration for him. He is a rich fucker, so that might say it all. He invited me over for some drinks and he told me what he needed to feel fulfilled and Karma had been served. That would be in the form of torture and snuff. I love it when our minds come together. After a few lines, I was ready to play.

       The implements of torture and slow demise we of my choosing. Thinking about my “work” and running it all back in my mind is getting me very fucking excited. You? You might think now is a good time to call and do a vanilla suck and fuck call, fucking doubtful dick weasel. You want details, but of course then I am ready to play.

Maleficent Malaya For Snuff Play

Written By: Malaya Max

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