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Pedo loser

I can see you at the park watching the pretty little girls play. You are such a pedo loser that you are afraid to talk to one. You haven’t a clue as to what you would do even if you could abduct one. LOSER!  Just curious is your dick just too small for a bitch your age or do you just love little girls. I can help you. Trust me I have been down this deviant path many times.

I don’t really give a fuck what you do as long as I benefit from it all. I will help you abduct that sweet little skinny blonde you been wanking over and I will get her to a place where you can be all alone with her. Just one thing you sick loser fuck. I have seen you at park with your wife and if you don’t do what I want I will tell her all about you, you pile of shit.

You are going to sign the contract and make a deal with the devil Ivy. You will pay me amount on contract every week or I will tell her. Trust me, I have been stalking you like prey so I know all I need to know about you. One deviation from the contract and first your boss finds out, then your mother and then your wife. Think I won’t do it you low life pile of scum? Let’s test that. I love toying with pedo’s  like you.

You Know You Crave It

I know the depraved thoughts you have. Don’t worry because I have them too. You drive around when school lets out looking at all the sweet little girls. Sometimes you find yourself parked in front of a Day Care stoking your pedo stick and wishing, and wanting and thinking if only. Maybe you are starting to get brave. You can snag one as she waits for her mommy. No one will see if you are quick about it.

I am thinking you need my help to get up the nerve. You need a perfect accomplice and that is me. I have a much better plan. Tell me what you have in mind? Will we be gentle and loving and return her home when we are done? Will we rape her and while you are ramming her with your pedo stick I will choke the life from her till she convulses. It feels so good as you fill her sweet little hole full of your your pedo seed.  Oh yes you really do fucking need my expertise. Call me and let us plot this out together.

Child Auction

I am going to a once a year Fetish ball. It is the one special thing I do for Anthony for being a very good servant to me. He is my maid, cook, and over all cleaning up my messes servant. He has been so loyal that it is my present to him. He has been with me since I left home at sixteen. He tried to molest me but poor pathetic little loser could not get his little pin dick hard for someone as old as me.

At the end of the night there is an auction to bid on a special little boy or girl to bring home with us. Anthony used to pretend he wanted a little girl but in the end it is a boy that makes a little puffiness in his pink panties. While strong to help me he looks pretty much like a woman at this point. A used crack whore kind of woman but most men can’t tell when he is sucking their cocks he is a man. I am in a latex gown and 8 inch stiletto boots. Anthony doesn’t need a wig any more as his hair is long. He is in full make up, in a little pink frilly dress and collared. I let him snort a line off my boot and rest is for me. He crawls out to the black limo that is waiting for us. He is to be on his knees the whole time. Till the auction he is to suck cock and get his ass fucked and fisted by all that please. I love to see him giggle like a little girl at all the big cock that is there. He is such a sissy slut cum dump. The night is going awesome and I am so fucking high. It is almost time for the auction.

Everyone has left except for the twisted, depraved pervs here for the child auction. I do another line and wait as the children are brought out and lined up. How degraded and confused they must feel. This is Anthony’s night so I hold my excitement and let him pick. He seems to have his depraved girly little black heart craving a blonde boy of about 6. He is adorable with a fragile little pale body. He is told to present his little dick to the buyers and Anthony just swoons. Things are taken care of the the little boy is bundled up and taken out to the limo. I give the boy something to knock him out till we get home.

Once in the house Anthony takes him to his room in the attic. He lays him down on his bed and comes down to thank me.  I tell him what a sick, twisted pathetic excuse for a man he is. I spit on him and tell him the sight of him makes me want to vomit.  He gets down on his knees, kisses my boots and retreats to the attic.

“What is normal for the spider is chaos for the fly”

“Normal is just an illusion” Charles Adams

You invited me to go to the park with you today. You told me you wanted to talk about feelings you had. I assumed it was a normal “fun run” where I would find a sweet little girl for you to molest. That is always fun watching the excitement in your beautiful face and the horror in her’s. You know it is those screams that I get off too. Somehow though today you seemed different. I put the basket of goodies used to lure victims on the blanket as we started to talk.  I held your hand as you looked so very upset.

As you started to tell me about your desires I could see your cock getting hard in your black slacks. It was like an excitement I had not really seen from you in a long time. I was starting to sense the girls were more for me than you. Then you finally told me. It seems you like little boys much more than little girls. You told me how when you were just a little guy you knew you loved cock. Everything about it excited you. You asked me if it was normal that you didn’t want to date girls. I told you then you were a fag, a gay boy and a queer. But then………..

You told me you like girls just little girls. Cool, I helped you get them for years. We had such fun. You were my fave pedo and I was your accomplice. Today as we sit and watch the victims play I see the longing in your eyes. You want me to tell you what you are, to scream it to all that will listen. Do you even know what you are? You want to suck a little boys cock, don’t you? You want to fuck his tender little ass, do you not?

Well I will tell you exactly what you are. You are a twisted, depraved, gay, little dick loser, homo, queer pedophile.  Now, did I say I didn’t like it or you were not normal?  Come on, let’s play pervert!

My one weakness

As you have more than likely figured out by now, unless you are a total idiot, I do what the fuck I want. No one really gets to me except one person and that is my older brother. He is six feet tall, solid yet lean muscle, blue eyes and a 9 inch cock. When I think of him my pussy creams and I just want to fuck him.

He was my first real fuck. A girl always remembers her first taste of cock especially when it is so fucking big and thick. I was in my room masturbating watching I Spit on Your Grave when he came in my room. Had the head phones on to make best of the delicious screams so I didn’t notice he came in. I was laying on my stomach grinding into my hand when I felt his hot breath on my neck. I would have been  fucking mad but I was so horny. He started to kiss down my back till he got to my little pucker, where he pushed in his tongue. I had never had my ass tongued fucked and was in total bliss. I never turned around or pulled out the head phones. He kissed back up my 12 year old little body and started to bite my neck and pull my hair. I could feel his cock against my ass. He pulled out the headphones and told me he was going to fuck my teasing ass and fuck it hard. I felt the huge helmet head push in stretching my little hole. It felt so fucking good I pushed against his cock. I kept watching the rape scene on movie as big brother pounded me harder and harder shooting his load in my ass. He took it out and then shoved it in my mouth.  He told me if I got him hard, he would pop my cherry. Well, I lied a little before about him being my first cock, but he had no idea it wasn’t.  I screamed and cried but took it like a good little slut for him. I told him it was starting to feel good and soon was squirting all over big brother’s cock. To this day, I will never tell him no!

My world of sweet pain

Sex without pain is like food without taste

Marquis de Sade

I have a fantasy I would like to share. Would I actually do it? Well, it would leave marks on my pale soft skin, but then the experience would leave me in a trace, a sexual haze that I imagine nothing else could. Now let me make it clear that the flogger I would want used is not a toy, It is a real leather, one that stings, burns and rips the flesh. Blood spurting from the lash marks before he was done would be the ultimate high. Listen carefully as I may never let anyone in such a private space that is my mind again.

I am wearing a white wedding night gown. It is tulle, see through and has a corset attached.  I am barefoot and walking through the mist. Perhaps I have had something slipped in my drink, I do not know as these details are minor. I walk into an old huge house, it is dark and candles light the way. I know where I am it all comes to me, it is a place our nightmares were made of as kids. A place that has long since been torn down. I am at the house on Toddville road. Look it up my pets, it makes an exciting read.

I stop dead in my tracks as a smell comes to me, copper smelling like blood mingled with old incense. It makes me want to fuck.  I hear a clanking sound as shackles drop down from the ceiling and wrap around my pale thin wrists. I can barely breath, I shudder with excitement and dread. I dare not turn around as I am afraid the dream will end, I am afraid I will wake up from this bliss. I hear it whistle through the air and the first blow of the flogger hits my back. It stings, and I want more. He goes fast and hard whipping me into a sexual frenzy. I can feel the night gown being whipped from my back as it tears and falls around me. I bite my lip hard, drawing blood as each blow causes more damage to my silky skin. I am in a complete trance like state as he stops whipping me and is right behind me.  I feel this hot tongue on my back, licking at the dripping blood. He pulls my hair whipping my head back. He laughs at how wet I am, as his hands now go around my necks. He slowly, painfully slides his cock into my hot wet cunt. He pounds me hard as he chokes me then stops so I can breath. He is still licking the blood from my torn back. He cums fast and hard as I scream in lust, pain and disbelief. I pass out and find myself days later in my bed.

I cum to this fantasy night after night. Would you like to make it come true? Call me and take me to a place where your most deviant thoughts come true.

Happy Fucking Halloween

 “Oh Ivy, what are you doing for Halloween”, shut up bitches. First of all in  Ivy land every day is Halloween. Clan of X is playing at a bar, so maybe. There is always prey at their shows and lots of quality drugs. I love all ages shows because sometimes I am in the mood for something male, sweet and young. One day I will score the elusive boy and girl twins around 14. I promised Tristen if I ever did he could join us and film it all.

 

Anyway, later tonight I am performing live at a sex show. My part is submissive  I can do switch if it is for the right partner.  She is 5 ft 10 , perfect tits, pale and perfection. She looks a lot like Mistress Moragana Hel. She is going to suspend me from hooks, Yummy while she makes me lick her perfect pucker. After I pass out, she will piss all over my face, take me down and flog me. I am pretty fucking pumped. My pussy is dripping thinking about it. With any luck I can get her to come home with me and we can fuck the night away. If she is with her girlfriend Latex doll, we can have a threesome.

 

If you want to hear about my night, give me a call. I so adore talking about  when I am in sex shows that I will give you 5 minutes on me with a paid call. May all your dreams be twisted, depraved and highly illegal…Poison Ivy

Church Of Ivy

It is always by way of pain that one arrives at pleasure.

Marquis De Sade

There is a funeral at the other end of the cemetery. I stood there and for a while and fantasied on just how the young girl died. Maybe she killed herself, too bored with life to go on. Maybe she got tired of being raped by family members. Either way thinking about it got my cunt dipping wet.

I called some of my friends and we will hold our rituals here tonight. It is always best when a young body is just put in the ground. So many cremations make it harder and harder to find the young flesh we need. Tonight will be an orgy and an initiation ritual. There is a boy 16 who thinks he is worthy to join The Church of Ivy. Tonight we will see if he has the guts to dig up her grave, get in her coffin and fuck her. If he does he will get his cock sucked my me and will be one of us. I bet he pisses all over himself before tonight is over.  We shall see.

I know you have thoughts as deviant as mine,  Depravity is what makes life worthwhile. Call me and hear me cum as you weave your sick and twisted tale.  I don’t suggest you make me wait to long.

Ivy Fetish Doll

Halloween is almost here. It used to be my fave time of the year as a little girl. My friends and I would cause mayhem. You know the usual damage of  breaking windows, slashing tires, egging cars, spray painting houses.  Just your typical fun shit. I miss those days. Most of my friends have gone their own ways and settled down living boring lives.

Now Halloween kind of sucks. People dressed either like goths or vampires or the dumb ass bitches as sexy nurses or police women.  Okay, whatever.  Since there is no Anne Rice Vampire Balls here I just stay in. There is a fetish party the weekend before that I always go to. Now, here is where the fun begins. Many dudes and chicks go just to look or maybe find a wild fetish girlie or boi to take home. ROFLMFAO! They have no idea what they are getting into but soon they find out.

Last year I took home a Barbie doll type of chick. I admit she was hot, if she just didn’t speak. She wasn’t for me, though. She was a present for one of my guy friends.  We got to my house and she ran around looking at all my things and touching them. Dumb bitch.  I gave her some cheap Absinthe and slipped in a few roofies. I gave Anthony the night off so I would need her sedated to get here ready for Michael and his friends. I tied her wrists to my 4 poster bed I keep for sessions, with her on her stomach. When she woke up, she started to scream and I shoved her panties down her throat.  I kept myself busy drinking and setting up the camera equipment.  They finally showed up and Michael handed me my fee. Not bad for a dumb blonde bitch.

I didn’t stick around but went back upstairs to my room.  The only agreement we had is that they clean up the bloody mess and burn me a dvd for later. I have to admit, the Barbie and what they planned to do to her made me really hot and wet.  I fucked myself listening to her screams cumming over and over again till the screaming stopped. I fell off peacefully to the sounds of chain saws and rustling of plastic garbage bags.

Show Me You Are Worthy

You have been begging me for months for a date with me. First of all I don’t “DO ” dates.  Are you trying to bore me to death? The blue roses you left at my door died, the Sinner perfume you bought me, well I have 8 bottles already. You left me Hills absinthe, gross I get mine sent from France. The Hades boots were perfect, buy me a few more pairs. Okay, so much for what you can buy me to please or piss me the fuck off.  Time to get down to what I really want from you.

You will worship me as the Goddess I am. When I say “jump” you will ask how high, when I tell you to lick my boots, you will lick them. I don’t want to hear you whine about where my heel has just been, just do what the fuck I demand. If I tell you to cut your thigh for me to lick, you will do it. Are you starting to understand me now, Worm?  You are not a real man and will never be worthy of me, never. You twat face are about to taste the cum of someone who is worthy. Down on your pathetic knees, loser. Clean the cum out of my tight pale ass. Now, stick your tongue way in and scoop all his cum out. There you go you little maggot.  How do we taste? Now off to the hole you can out of and next time you will do a better job, if not that is your last change at serving me.

Are you man enough to please Goddess Ivy, or a cunt to trample under my boot heels?