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           With so many fun activities canceled, I decided to make a romantic, quiet dinner for my boyfriend and I. I wore sexy lingerie, dimmed the lights, and lighted the candles. I popped in a Rihanna CD and got ready for my date.

He arrived later than I planned. I could smell perfume on him. He rushed in explaining that he had to handle a few things for his mother. I just bet he did and I wish I was invited along. 

He was starved and wanted to sit down to dinner right away. We flirted, talked and began feeling very fucking horny. I mean like first time fuck kind of horny. Our senses were totally alive. I was beginning to wonder what the hell was in the spice I purchased from a cute little bodega downtown. The more we ate, the weirder things got. 

Soon we were ripping off our clothes. The sex was like nothing before. It was hot, dirty, sexy and raw. We were fucking amazing together. Like sex rock stars. As they say it’s all fun and games till someone gets hurt. 

I love my boyfriend so fucking much that I wanted to feel his heart in my hand. Before thinking of the consequences I started  tracing his heart with a kitchen knife. He pushed me away, tied me down and began fucking me again like a mad man. Just what the fuck was happening here?

        We fucked all night into the morning. I texted a few friends and we made it a sex party. Everyone had some of my delicious dinner and we fucked more still. Watching my guy with other men was over the moon exciting.

We woke up to a house full of nude, spent friends. Everyone was confused when they awoke.  Some leaving a little embarrassed and some ready to do it again.

I was limping and covered in bite marks. Just what the fuck went on here last night? A close friend of mine is a chemist and I asked him to test my spices. Were we all possessed last night?  I would love to tell you it was Halloween demons, but it was a volatile mixture of LSD and Viagra. 

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Written By: Caidyn Cross

             I know just what you need before you even figure it out. It isn’t always about the age, but about the power I give you. Without my help, you’re powerless. That is why I am the first one to call when you feel the urge to hunt.

Last night when you called it was about a mother and daughter that is friends with your wife. They’re teasing bitches and we can’t let that fly.  They’re rape meat for you. Last night you took it a bit further. We snuffed them out so there would be no fucking witnesses. It was so fucking hot that I went and found myself a little treat when we were done. 

You were upset that I went out on my own to hunt.  Sometimes it needs to just be about me and my deviant nature. Plus, there was just one thing. We all have someone in our lives that we consider untouchable. I own you and all that you love. The pretty little thing in the pink room in your house was something I wanted. I took what I wanted. Don’t worry, I left you the remains.

Poison Ivy for all the fantasies that are dark and utterly disturbing.

Written By: Poison Ivy

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           Happy Halloween month you perv! I know just what you’re fucking thinking. You want this year to be different. You’re so excited and you know just what and who you want. She is older than you’re used to, but she is so hot in a chubby, big tits sort of way. You’ve worked for her for many years. She is bossy, rude, and you can’t stand her. You want to hurt her. You’re waiting for all the Halloween excitement. Adorable little ones are everywhere. People are drinking, drugging and going to parties. This is your night to strike.

You knock on her door and she thinks it is kids. When she opens the door with a big, fake smile you push the taser into her round tummy. She convulses and falls on the floor. You look around to see if anyone was watching. They weren’t. You look at her body and quickly strip her. She wakes up to find herself bound to the bed. She tries to scream, but it gets stuck in her throat. You know what she is so frantic about. You picked her for two reason and the second one is in her pretty pink Laura Ashley bedroom. 

The bitch tries to give you what you want. All she can think of is the girl in the pink bedroom. You fuck the life out of her and finish with your strong hands around her neck. Just when her life is slipping away, you whisper in her ear that next you will be heading to the pretty pink bedroom.

Happy Halloween! May all your fantasies be dark and deviant.

Written By: Poison Ivy

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    It is almost Fall, and I can’t wait till the cool weather hits. You on the other hand hate when the weather cools off. So many naughty things for you to see in the Summer. Little babes in their tiny bikini’s and shorts. Parents too busy to take notice of what and where they are going. This is your time of the fucking year. Isn’t it perv?

You look me up, and see I have moved on from you.  You beg and plead for just one more hunt. I agree but at a large cost. There is always a cost to you!

We go to the lake, and watch for a bit. So many hot baby birds swimming, sunning, and your favorite. The soccer moms don’t pay attention, they’re too busy chatting with their boring normal friends. You admit they’re hot, but it isn’t your style. I see her out of the corner of my eye. Tiny, with a tight little body, and a perfect mouth. Oh, the things you will do to that mouth. 

She looks thirsty, so I hand her a bottle of soda. Her mom never lets her drink that sugary garbage, but since she will be expired soon it really doesn’t matter. She drinks it down, and the pill hits quickly. We get her in your car, and we drive to that nasty hotel on the feeder road. Old crack hotels seem to have a lot of character, but more importantly it has many ways to dispose of trash. 

It has been way too long for us. Let Poison Ivy rock your world, and destroy hers.

Written By: Poison Ivy

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You had a long, grueling day at the office. All you can think about is getting out of your work attire and having a stiff drink. You’re hoping the wifey isn’t home yet because you could really use some alone time. Maybe watch a little porn and jerk off to your favorite video.

After 20 minutes of heavy Friday evening traffic, you finally get home and open your front door. You yell that you’re home and you hear no response. While undoing your neck tie, you walk into your living room and you see me; the neighbor girl you’ve had a crush on since I was 8 years old. You look completely puzzled but yet excited at the same time. I give you a glass a wine and I start undressing you. You mention your wife will be home any minute but I put my finger to your lips to hush you.

I get down on my knees and give you a sloppy blowjob. You mention again about your wife and I take you by your hand and lead you to your bedroom. As I open the bedroom door, you see your wife passed out, sprawled across the bed with her work clothes still on. I let you know right away that she is fine. I just slipped a little drug in her glass to make her very sleepy.

I slip off my dress and move her to one side of the bed so we can fuck right next to her. You had no idea your hot neighbor girl was so naughty and twisted. Without hesitation, you slide your cock inside me and we fuck like animals right next to her. I beg you to cum in my pussy and once you put a big load inside me. I straddle your wife’s face and let the cum drip from my pussy to her mouth.

You finally got to fuck me without any interruptions. You just never know when it will happen again.

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  Sometimes they just never know what hit them. He has been peeking in my window for days now. No one looks at my smoking body for fucking free. They all eventually pay, even if it is with a pound or two of their flesh.

I invited him in for a chat and a cold drink. Lugging a mans body around unless he is fragile, isn’t the easiest thing to do. I suggested we talk in my spare room, my play room shall we say. Once the drink hit him, he was mine, and yes I spiked it. Again, my size warrants some tricky methods. He passed out and I stripped him. I restrained his arms and legs so he couldn’t move. This is going to be fucking fun! I set up the cameras and let my people know it will be a live feed.

As soon as he woke, he saw the shiny metal blade in my hand. First the bravado, then the disbelief, then the begging. He even began to cry. I was crying too, with laughter that is. I teased him with my knife as I slowly moved it down his body. I was getting so excited, I had to stop for a few and pleasure myself. That gave him a huge hard on. I did consider riding him first, but he really wasn’t my type. My knife went back to slowly making love down his body, so fucking erotic!

Details of how I cut off his balls and dick? Go find it online like the others, or give me a call. You have nothing to lose except maybe your fucking sanity.

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx

The city is my playground. I am very connected and know how to play hard. You like to call me and listen to my wicked, erotic stories. I have a new adventure to share with you.

The other night there was a party at one of the hotels. A penthouse suite with a fantastic view of the park had been secured for the night. A high roller was in town, and he wanted to throw a sex party in his room. This type of hotel can cater to any guests needs, wishes, and desires. They supplied many little slutty kittens to entertain at the party. There was only one request that they could not fulfill, an untouched pussy, a virgin girl. I was called because of my connections.

I bring the most sought after the delicious little treat of the night. I know where the right to find her. She is blonde, sweet, just the right age and size. She is shy and a scared little kitten. One that will shiver and squirm as she gets her pussy popped. I bring a petite, virgin girl to the party. When you call me, I will tell you every sordid detail of what happened to her that night, and what my role was in the encounter.

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You are looking at my pictures, bio, blogs and wondering yet again if I would give you the time of day. I only like certain types of men. I understand how the deviant mind works and I fucking embrace it. Do you think you might be fucked up enough in the head to cum play with me? You have these thoughts, sick and twisted, and you don’t think anyone will understand you. That is why you keep coming back to my page and wondering.

Stop being such a fucking pussy. Are you shy, never done this before? I have many, many times and nothing excites me more than a man who can keep up with me.

I was coming home after a late night , and the little ones were just going to school. I saw one for you, perfect in her innocence. I know you’re a P-daddy. The little birds drive you insane. Let’s plot, lets pick one out, and let’s destroy her little world.

Written By: Poison Ivy

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   Phone sex daddy asked me if I could bring home a friend for us to play with. There is a new girl in school, so me being so sweet I friended her right away. She is just the type that daddy loves! Her boobs are big for a girl our age, and she seems like she is desperate to make new friends. The perfect victim!

She was so excited when I invited her to spend the night. So was daddy. We planned it all out for last Saturday. I told her she didn’t need to bring a backpack because she could borrow my clothes, makeup and shoes. I told her daddy and I get ready for bed early because we always get an early start for fun on Sunday. She was really shy, but daddy had some special vitamins to loosen her up. Usually daddy likes to be nice to my friends but he was feeling super dominant and dirty. I guess daddy had extra vitamins.

He watched us get undressed because of Teddy Cam. I love my Teddy cam! I talked her into kissing and touching each other. I guess I got sort of mean with her, and I might have slapped her a bit. OOPS!

Daddy joined us just when I had her tied to my bed. She started to get upset so I stuffed her panties in her mouth to quiet her down. Daddy laughed and said he would just shove his big daddy dick down her throat. I knew she wouldn’t tell anyone as she really wanted to be the popular girl’s bestie. I wonder if it’s okay that I found it hysterical! Daddy said I am his best little accomplice! 

Tiny K, Your Perfect Tiny Accomplice

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He comes over to exchange gifts and sees a huge gift wrapped in pink under my black tree decorated in skulls. I am still getting ready for our special night as it has been awhile since we played together. He is shaking the box, and hears tiny little cries. “Not yet”, I tell him. I suggest we party a little first. I kick the shiny pink box hard to quiet it up. His gift to me is a vintage bottle of D’Argeys, and the ice water and spoon are ready for our first drink. We toast to this special night, and do a bit of my party favors. I am so in the mood, but am also amused knowing his special gift has probably peed herself by now.

He slowly rips off the wrapping paper with his  hands shaking. A little voice cries, “thank you sir, please help me.” For some reason hearing that makes me laugh so hard, I accidentally spit my drink in her sweet little face. For that she gets a hard slap, we do not waste our expensive liquor. I have quickly gone from laughter to excitement.

Travis drags her by her long, blonde hair to the torture room. Her innocent eyes go wide when she sees all the devices around the room. Travis shows her the fuck machine. He takes her tiny hand and puts it around the tip. I whisper in her ear, asking her if she thinks that will fit in her tiny cunt? Travis begins to beg to have her first, before the machine rips apart her virgin hole. Why not? It is the season of fucking giving!

Written By: Poison Ivy

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This year went by super fucking fast. It happens when your life is an insane whirlwind. The club asked me to headline from now till New Year’s so I will be even busier. Of course, not too busy for my list of freaky callers. I rather like being the chosen one for any and all freaky, demented calls. Entertain me, because if you don’t, there will be bloodshed. Now that puts moi in quite the situation as I need a bit of bloodshed in my daily life. There is a few of the chosen, I expect to hear from. You know who you are!

Pull out those party favors if you have them, as I fully plan to celebrate with you. I need some intense role-play to get my juices flowing and put me in the mood. Email me those deviant thoughts, let’s see what you got!

Have a twisted sort of holiday, because is there any other?

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

Every Halloween I do a burlesque show. It is fairly tame before 12 am. I dance, pull the hottest men and women on stage with me, have them do a bit of a sex show. Yes, for moi that is extremely tame. Like every year, once it’s 12 am things begin to transition a bit till 2 am when things get extremely fucking chaotic. The doors are locked, the windows are shuttered, and the REAL fucking fun begins. I find rich, VIP blood to taste the sweetest. I wonder how your blood tastes?

I fly off the stage with the rest of the dancers and pick the meat suits that look and smell the sweetest. Some doors open now to private rooms. Some of the rooms are for torture, and some are to watch the strongest bitches turn the VIP guests into punching bags. We have other rooms, many other rooms, but those are special request. Pick your door, or should I choose it for you? Trust me, you don’t want to know what happens there. Then again, it is Halloween and maybe you do!

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

My principal called me into his office. He told me that there was an emergency, and phone sex daddy will be picking me up from school. Oh no! I  hope everything is okay at home.

I walked to the car and saw a big smile on daddy’s face. My favorite party dress was on a hanger in the back seat. That was a huge relief, whew! I couldn’t wait to find out what was going on. Daddy said his new boss saw my picture on his desk and wanted to meet me. Daddy loves to show me off to his friends, and important, powerful people in his life.

I changed in the car. Seeing my tiny, underage body almost made daddy  drive off the road. Oops! I gave phone sex daddy a wet, sloppy blowjob so he wouldn’t be stressed when we got to his house. Daddy took his special vitamins, and gave me a little before we went in.

Was there a party? There was all sorts of new, expensive cars in his driveway. There was pretty little girls like me in special dresses sitting on mens laps when we walked in. This must be a daddy/daughter party because all the girls looked about my age. Some were even kissing each other. That was making my little bald cunny all tingling and wet.

Daddy introduced me to his boss. Oh, he was so cute! I even caught a peek at his bulge. It looked HUGE! Daddy gave me some vitamins and I went upstairs to his bedroom. I knew Mr. P and daddy were watching so I made sure they could see my tiny, sweet little ass. Wow! There was several girls like me, and several daddies doing all sorts of dirty things in the bedroom. I love a party!

Tiny K

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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 the girl who sat under a tree reading banned books, the one who fucked for good grades, the one who climbed out her window and fucked in the cemetery. I was fearless, and that is what made you cling to me. Your parents had money so you had the best drugs, sports car and took me with you on trips. We went our separate ways, but then one day I saw you with a wee little babe. We chatted, and you told me she was your kid.

We arranged to meet later for drinks. After a few drinks, you spilled your fucking guts to me. I sort of always knew as you never tried to fuck me. I saw how you looked at the younger ones at school. Now you tell me the age that makes you hard, the age you want to rape. You’re worried, afraid what you might do to your little one. You never expected me to talk you out of things, so why would I now? Only thing is I don’t feel the connection we had once, so why would I even try to keep you from doing very bad things?

You call me panicked, she is asleep and you’re standing at her little pink bed. You don’t think you can control your urges anymore. You beg me to help you, to come over and take your mind off of her tiny, little body. Damn, don’t you remember anything from our past? I could come over, and help you rape the little bitch. Ah now, I guess that isn’t what you want help with. I could just blackmail you, tell your boring little wifey? I wonder which one I shall pick?

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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  Do I usually share my calls?  Sometimes there is this one caller, can you say “fucked in the head”? Fun, depraved in a different way then moi, and FUCKED UP!  I knew who he was the minute he spoke, ah YES, piss boy returns. He was drinking and doing blow and I decided to join him in the drinking. I had a bottle of Baileys that was calling my name. 

My deviant little mind was already thinking of “pissy” tasks for him to do. I do so amuse my fucking self!  We played the shot glass game again, where he wasn’t sure if he was drinking his piss or vodka. I shall call it piss roulette. Then I had him gather a few things for moi. He fetched an apple cut in quarters, a designer brand shoe, designer underwear, his designer haircut was freshly washed, then he sat on his designer blanket on his designer basement floor. I think you get where I am going and where his designer haircut will be going.

I imagine you are either laughing now, sickened or horrified at my demented mind. What did I have Piss Boy do with these items? He played apple roulette with a  apple slice dipped in his rancid piss, he pissed in his shoe and put his foot in it, and one of my favorites was dumping the bowl of piss on his head ruining his designer haircut. Now, we were on a very long call and the more I enjoyed my Baileys, the more creative I got. I made him snort up his piss with his blow twenty dollar bill. I do not watch comedies, my sense of humor is extremely dark so you can imagine if it has me laughing, it is pure evil!

Piss Boy was to get up early and take his girlfriend and mother out for New Years Eve brunch. I gave him 3 choices. He couldn’t shower the piss smell off, he had to fill a water bottle with his piss and put in cup holder or he had to cancel. One wonder if he still has that girlfriend?

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

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 I have so many Christmas obligations, I don’t know how I will get them all done.  My phone sex daddy came up with a killer idea! He suggested I find a way to do them all at one time.  He also gave me something white to help me with my energy level, he called it a party favor. Well I do love parties!

The first thing I did was call my my teacher to cum help me decorate the tree. He loved the way I was dressed, lol. He said I was the holiday special tree. Oh, he is so funny. My energy vitamins was making me feel awesome and so horny. I invited some friends over because daddy loves it when all the little girls are here to play with us. After one of my daddies left satisfied and smelling like me, daddy invited several other men over. Now it really was a party!!

I guess everyone needed extra energy because daddy passed around the vitamins to all the men and my friends. Daddy looked so proud at the way his baby girl was helping all the men and honoring her obligations.  Daddy decided he should take home videos to remember this special day. I smiled pretty for all the men and especially for daddy.

   Tiny K

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 I met you at a party where we danced, drank and flirted. I thought you were interesting in a sort of nerdy way. I had no idea most of the time what the fuck you were rambling about with  gaming, and superhero shit. All I really noticed was you had a pretty mouth if you only shut the fuck up I could find a use for it.

The hotel was wicked with neo gothic architecture and furnishings. Rumors were: at one time it was an orphanage where several little fuckers disappeared and housed an asylum as well. Some of us got rooms to stay for the night and at 3:33 am the doors were locked till morning.

You and your friends were staying to try and take pictures with the hotels reputation. Classic!! I had other plans. I took all my accoutrements out of my overnight bag and got prepared to raise a little hell. You were alone in the study when you saw me standing there, eyes glowing and nude. I grabbed you by your neck and tossed you on the floor. I ripped off your clothes and stomped your balls with my heels. You tried to call out for your friends but no one was coming to help you.

Hours later you woke with hand prints on your neck, claw marks down your body, and a strap-on shoved in your ass. The room smelled like sex, and your dick was sore and had dried cum on it. At least you thought it looked like dried cum. You tried to find me, knocked on my door, asked the men who opened the hotel back up. Looks like you imagined me!

Maleficent Malaya

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   It starts with a bloody kiss, a kiss from the blood on my lips where I licked the razor cut. It is tinged with the white powder where you broke the white rock on her ass cheek. There is no way to describe the feeling, so hot, so erotic and I sometimes wonder if the feeling could ever be so intense again? Of course it is; every fucking time we plot, hunt and capture our victim. Picture the first time you broke a virginal cherry, tasted her sweet cunt juice or felt the needle pierce your skin.

With that first bloody kiss, we jumped down the proverbial Rabbit Hole, never to return or regain our sanity. She sits in the corner, makeup smeared and begging for more. Yet she knows more means she will be used more. Even in her battered and torn state, she is plotting on how to become an accomplice for us, how to toss one of her little friends under the bus. This is how it begins, our unending supply of party favors that all began with late night plotting and a bloody kiss.

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