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Long Distance Relationships

The only relationships I can real handle are long distance ones. I guess that is one of the reasons I only fuck musicians. They are on the road so much I can keep all my deviant secrets from them. I try to separate anything like a romantic thing from the most twisted sides of me. If you have ever talked to me you could see how this makes perfect sense.

The one I consider a boyfriend is in town maybe 4 times a year and he has earned the right to have a key in case I am not home when he gets here. We have a few agreements like he must never, ever go down to my basement. The door is locked and only I have the key. If someone ever finds themselves down in my basement they will more than likely never see daylight again.

I arrived home around 3 am to see his old classic hearse in my driveway. I had been fucking my step brother all night and had jizz dripping from all my holes.  I called his name but there was no answer. What a dumb fuck my soon to be ex boyfriend Gabe is as he went down to my private area. He was sitting on the floor drinking my best absinthe straight from the bottle. He looked at me shocked and asked me how could I, why would I and why didn’t I give him a chance to bail by telling him the truth.

I calmed him down some kissing him and telling him he has a personal live in New Orleans just like I do here. I also told him now that he knew he had no choice but to join in since that would be the only way I knew he would shut the fuck up. He was staring at my thighs and seemed a bit upset that cum was dripping down my legs. I sat on his face and made him clean all my hot holes. It seemed after a while he was really getting into it. After cuming again and coating his face even more I got off of his face. He was rock hard and begging me to suck his cock. “Don”t worry Gabe, you will get your cock sucked by not by me”, I whispered. It is time to join me in my debauchery or become one of the victims. After a few more swigs off the bottle he agreed to join me.  I went to the cold storage room and unlocked the door. I dragged a sobbing little blonde in a pony tail over to him. “Fuck her face and show me you want to be part of my world, I said with a snarl.  He wasted no time once he saw her flat chest and  pretty little bald pussy.

Do you want to be my partner in crime or my victim?  Choose wisely.

“Let Me In”

My specialty is pushing men’s boundaries taking them places they never thought they wanted to go. To think I am just a one trick pony would be doing me a very big disservice. Last night I  took a caller to a place he never imagined he had a desire to go.  It seems like now he can’t get enough. I can be your Goddess with a sultry whisper of a voice or I can sound so young you will quite possibly piss your pants. Now on to our last night’s hot fantasy.

Michael is a divorced gentleman who is in charge of a large company. He has a very hard time relaxing and letting go. He is trying to sleep but he can’t get his mind off of his work. It is around 3 am and he hears a light tapping at his window. He see’s the innocent face of a girl. “Please invite me in”, she says. Being the kind man that he is he opens his window and helps her in. Bella is dirty, clothes torn but so very pretty. ” I am so hungry mister, so very very hungry”, she says.  Michael is drawn to her beauty and with his feelings of wanted to care for her is is also feeling his cock stirring.

He suggests a warm bath for her. He tells her to get  undressed and he will make her a sandwich. “No, please stay with me I am scared”. Bella whispers.  He tries to look away as she takes off her worn clothes but  he can’t stop looking at her delicate young body. He is confused by his feeling of lust and by her demeanor.  She looks like a child but there is something enticing him to do depraved acts with her. Bella lays back in the tub full of fragrant bubbles telling Michael she is so hungry and she has to feed. Her little hand pulls him towards her as she bites his neck hard. He knows she has broken his skin but it feels so good and he couldn’t push her away even if he wanted. As she sucks his warm nourishing blood his hand travels to her tiny little bald slit. She quietly moans as he slides a finger inside her.

Michael doesn’t remember much or how he ended up on his bed with her between his legs sucking on his thigh. She lifts her head up with her innocent face covered in his blood and she smiles. Bella straddles Michael and slides his cock into her. She is so tight and he can feel himself pushing against her cherry. Bella begins to ride him hard, like a wild animal her long finger nails tearing ribbons of blood on his chest. She  she licks it up savoring it and then finds his pulsing vein in his neck. She bites hard as he grunts and yelps and cums inside her.  He wakes up in the morning with a longing and wonders if she will be back.

I Might Like You Better If We Slept Together

Want to know something. I find people extremely deadening. Most of the time when a”norm” is trying to talk to me you can see my eyes glaze over and I go to Ivy Land. Ivy Land is a place where you do what you are told and serve me. It is a place where I am never bored, sex is never vanilla and there is old absinthe of every brand to partake  of.

You are either my friend “fucking doubtful”, my partner in crime and fuck buddy or my subbie. It takes a very deviant man to be my fuck buddy but once you are the sex is way beyond anything a “norm” can imagine. Call me and lets see where it goes because………

I might like you better if we slept together

There is somethin’ in your eyes that says maybe

That’s never, never say never

Fairy Gothmother Tales by Ivy

A tiny little princess with golden hair had gotten lost while playing in the park with her little friends. It seems her mommy was too busy chatting with the other soccer moms to be paying attention.  The little girl went to chase a butterfly and hadn’t noticed how far she had gone. It was hot out and the more she walked on trying to find her way her little shorts and tee shirt stuck to her tiny sweaty little body.

She came to a house and knocked on the door not listening to all she was taught about strangers. A beautiful pale woman with blood red hair answered the door. The princess felt a shiver through little body wondering if she was a good queen or an evil queen. The queen let her in and noticed how tired and sweaty the girl looked. “Cum with me little love and let’s get something to drink”, the queen said. The princess knew better but was so thirsty. The sweet bubbly liquid made her dizzy and she fainted in the queen’s arms.

She woke up in a huge bed and tried to let out a scream when she saw she was bound to the bed by her fragile wrists and  stripped of all her clothes. The queen was standing over her with some strange looking thing in between her long pale legs. “Cry and scream all you want little slut as no one will hear you”, the queen said with a snarl. The princess started to cry and the queen licked her salty tears. Soon a handsome prince entered the room.  The little princess was happy as surely a prince so handsome could not be evil.   The queen told the prince to undress and enjoy his new toy. The evil queen slapped the face of the golden haired princess and told her to open her cock sucking mouth. Soon the prince was pumping away deep in her throat and such a sight it was for the Queen to watch. The queen plunged her strap-on deep in the virgin hole of the princess.

Are you looking for a happy ending?  There was one for the handsome prince and well the princess learned soon in goth land blondes never have more fun.  In the mood for something different? Call me and I will weave a story you will never forget.

Vacation to Hell

If there is a fucking hell that is the place to be when you die. Life can be a fucking bitch. Imagine hell and all the depravity that goes on. Your sadists, rapists, killers, and on it goes that is where they gather to party. Till then I am going to insure I do everything to have a place at the head of table with the Marquis de Sade with my own little 120 Days Of Sodom.

My job as a phone sex slut makes it easy to work and travel at the same time. Hotels really don’t care about a valid credit card if you pay them enough to shut the fuck up. Today I am where you can get anything you want for a small price. When you look like me the price is as simple as a hand job and I walk away with my “Gift”

The “Gift” is packaged so pretty in yoga pants and a tight little tank top. I know my companion will be thrilled when he sees it.  So this is day one of my 120 Days of Sodom. This companion is one who can’t take gore of any kind.  He is happy with some face fucking and after he cums I decide the method of disposal.  While he sleeps the rest of the wicked I visit my next friend who loves his share of torture and gore. So this brings us to Day 2.

If you are reading this you are as twisted and blood thirsty as I am. Maybe you are just curious to see how far you will take things. Just remember vanilla is for losers and suckers and it is an excellent way to put me to sleep.

Twisted, deviant and depraved Goth Girl Ivy

“Bloodletting”

There’s a crack in the mirror

And a bloodstain on the bed

Oh, you were a vampire baby

And I’m a walkin’ dead

I met a boy in New Orleans one day while taking pictures in one of the many cemeteries.  I say a boy because he looked to be about 14. He was kind of fragile with high cheekbones and long blonde hair.  Normally I would want nothing more than to rape his ass in the cemetery and leave him.  There was however, nothing fucking normal about tonight.  I asked him if he wanted to join me at my hotel but he said his twin sister was by herself and wasn’t feeling well.  Twins? Fucking jackpot.

We walked along the alleys and side streets to the place he called home. It was a dingy room at the top of a deserted boarded up bar.  His sister was laying on the bed beautiful, pale and young. We talked, smoked a little and drank. As the night went on I felt I was losing control. Wasted, horny and tired I fell asleep. I woke up to music, sensation of being bound and her standing over me. Lily began to stroke my hair and kiss me. It felt like her little tongue was everywhere. David was standing by the side of the bed jerking his massive cock.

I tried to gain back my control but it was fruitless.  Lily lowered her soft, smooth cunt to my mouth while David licked, sucked and bit my clit. A pussy never tasted so good nor has my twat ever been licked like that. I came so many times I lost count. Lily changed positions so David could fuck her pale silky ass while I ate her cunt. I was in awe of how 2 so young were such amazing fucking lovers. I adore them young, but never in control of me. Finally it was my turn to feel his massive cock, my pussy ached for it. While he was on top of me fucking me she was behind him rimming his ass. His teeth bit me hard and I screamed coming all over his cock.

I don’t really remember much more. I woke free of the ties and alone in the room. My neck was as sore as my satisfied cunt. The mirror had a huge crack in it so you couldn’t really see a reflection and the dirty worn sheets were covered in blood.

Fang Fucker Ivy

Partner in crime

I need a special kind of accomplice. One that has no fear, morals or values. I totally get why chicks fall for psychotic fuckers in prison.  I guess I am thinking about it more today because I studied serial killers in college. I heard on the news my fucking idol Paul Bernardo is about to marry some lucky bitch. I mean he will never get out of prison for raping and killing those girls but just the thought makes me dripping wet.

His wife at the time even let him rape and kill her own little sister. The man had some heavy fucking charisma.  So here it is fuckers…Do you think you have the balls to entertain me and not flinch at torture, rape and snuff?  Of course I get it is fantasy but hey what I do on my own time is just that. Let’s see if you got what it takes to fuck me or if you are only good to be my sissy bitch.

Deviant Goth Bitch Ivy

Confusion

Confusing, isn’t it. I know what you are, you know what you are but yet you wonder where I stand on this. One thing we both agree on is that you are a scum sucking loser perv and that I am a goddess. Do you wonder why I would even bother with a piece of shit sick bloke like you? Entertainment fuckhead, nothing but pure entertainment to me.

Do you wonder if I get off to your twisted desires or do I think you are slime. Would I be an accomplice or demean you with every deviant thought you have?  Maybe I would help you in your endeavors to find and rape that elusive single digit cutie or maybe I would blackmail your dumb ass.  We can play guessing games all day but I think it is time to play.

Here Kitty Kitty

I was reading one of my fave books again and got to thinking. The book is The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty trilogy and it is so fucking erotic, dirty and demented. What more could you want in erotica. Anyway, there is this one part and I had to try it out on someone. It had to be someone I wasn’t involved with in case they hated it and never wanted to have any thing to do with me again. There is very few people in my life that I would really give a fuck if I never saw again. Then again would a stranger deserve the pleasure this would give.

After much thought and feeling  more horny by the minute I decided to just do it to myself.  I undressed and got a glass of milk. My cat Cinder was laying beside me. The more I thought about what I was about to do the wetter I got. I slowly poured the milk over my tits, down my stomach and drenched my already creamy cunt. I then put Cinder on me to lick up the milk. I can’t begin to describe the feeling as her tongue lapped at my nipples. Cinder followed the path of milk till her tongue found my clit. The feeling was exquisite a mix of pain and  pleasure as I came over and over again till I couldn’t take her tongue on me anymore.

Would I do it again? Fucking doubtful as some firsts will never feel the same a second time. Next sex act I try from book will be on the victim of my choice. Enjoy your week, maybe give it a read. I know I am far from the only depraved bitch out there.

I wonder who told

So she finally found out about your extracurricular activities.  Poor pathetic loser. Did you really think I would not tell her. The best part was the shocked look on her stupid face. She stood there sobbing asking me why.  I do have to admit everything you said about her was true. She is a fucking cow with pancake tits. Even so….single digits? You are quite the perv now aren’t you.

Want to know something odd? She was more upset about the fact you would rather fuck men instead of her than the whole improper age thing. I know now you are feeling like you will toss your cookies, wondering if I told her everything. I mean you really never did anything to that girl after all. Just looked at her, drooling and thinking about it. I did something very bad yet fun before I left.

If you ever thought there was a chance she would take you back loser I sort of ruined that. I let a friend shoot his load over a pair of little panties I bought. Real cute like the white cotton ones with hearts you described to me. I kind of, well sort of left them under her daughter’s bed when I asked to use restroom. Have fun trying to fix this whole fucking mess.  Sorry but I had to do it!