Author Archive for Malaya

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Your Fucking Limits Bore Me

When a caller begins to tell me their limitations they can moremalaya6 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 

Torture And Snuff Malaya’s Way To Play

     When a caller is looking for a specific fetish involving slow mal3torture 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

Holiday MADNESS

       I seriously fucking hate malls. I would blow them all up if I could get away with imalaya-phone-sex-5-300x398t. Men buy me jewelry  and pay extra so I can have them checked out yearly. Why? Come on fucker, you know these little fists pack quite a punch. Unfortunately time got away from me and I had to go during holifuckingday insanity. So whatever, people everywhere and not looking where they were going. Tres bete!

     I waited till later, hit a dark bar and returned at closing. No, I didn’t know who exactly leered and bumped into me but “piss off” revenge and a little snuff is hot regardless. I took 3 professional type dicksocks home with me, LOL, well someone’s home it was anyway. They drank a little too much and passed out. I may have popped in a pill or two, peu importe.

         They woke up telling me enough was enough and my little fetish was sexy but time to untie them and really get the gang bang started. I really was in the mood to begin slicing and dicing right then but I did make some promises to my favourite fag boys and well a promise to a friend is a promise. Oh, what happened next, ROFLMFAO. No worries though, my knife and I eventually had our fun!

                Malayamax@aol.com

After Hours With Maleficent Malaya

 

         A few of my callers will ask why I leave around midnight amal4s I am clearly an after hours girl. After playing deviant games with you fuckers I have other even more depraved plans for my night. You won’t see me getting into bed, anyone’s bed till the sun comes up.

       If you are wondering just how someone gets me into bed, they must have something I crave or need. My fuck buddies are musicians, artists, and men I can stomp on to climb the ladder going down to hell. You? I don’t know what can you do for me. Nothing? Then fuck off you are in the never will touch my beautiful body category. 

       Tonight I am off to a combination Burlesque and sex show. The main show is first then if you didn’t pay a small fortune you are gone.  Go find yourself a cheap crack head whore, if you can get it up again.  Loser!  Unless, of course, you are willing to submit to every and anything I demand. Later bitches.

                           Malayamax@aol.com

 

Annihilate Me He Begs

phone-sex-malaya-2-300x376 Some men just don’t realise who they are talking too. When someone tells me to annihilate them I suppose they assume a few smacks to their balls, kicks to their groin and we are done. The fools know so little about moi. I will tease you, toy with you, slash you, torture and have you begging for the sweet release that only comes with death.

While it was exciting having him in my fragile little hand, it still wasn’t enough. I am always wanting more, the adrenaline rush that comes with torture and the eventual twitching of their body as their heart gives out or they can’t break free of my noose. Wonder just how I finished him off? How about I take you on his path of slow sweet torture so you can see for yourself.

Maleficent Malaya

Piss Boy

I think I am in fucking love. Well no not really you dumb twat but I am in love with what I can make men do for me. A man called me wanting to partake of my delicious piss so I began to go into the fantasy with him. WAIT! He actually had the cajones to stop me in mid sentence. I was about to hang up till be politely began to explain.

He said since he wasn’t lucky enough to have the real thing he would play in his own piss to show his loyalty.  Loyalty is a must if you want to play with moi. He had some “white” and a lot of booze. Que’ Divertido! Why am I typing in different languages? I have no idea really, maybe I was playing with an innubus last night.

He had a few games another Mistress (yawns) made him play but I had better ones. First, I made him fill a glass with piss and one with whiskey and close his eyes and do sort of a magic trick till he had no idea which was which. Then I made him drink. What I neglected to tell him was either way he would be drinking his stinky piss. Once we played that game for a bit, I made him pour a whole bowl of piss on his head. Can you imagine his piss dripping down his face neck, back and such.

Now at this point, 2 hours had passed and he was coked up and drunk and I had one more evil request.  He wasn’t into ass play or enemas but well you know Puta I am! I had him grab a turkey baster, fill it with his rancid piss and fill his ass with it. I would have stuck around. STFU, no way I wanted to hear that mess. So I left him to his enema.

Deviant Bitch Malaya

Deviant Nurse Malaya

I have always been interested in getting a nursing job, “GAGS!” Really, can you imagine me caring for sick people? There is a very small clinic where I live and I noticed they were hiring. I have no experience in traditional nursing but the physician was so entranced by me he didn’t ask for a resume or certificate. He asked if I could start immediately and I agreed.

Our first patient was in the waiting room or should I say mine as by now Ole Doctor Williams was tied up in the drug supply room. You know, he should have asked me for some proof, maybe a resume..ROFLMFAO. He cried like a sniffling little bitch when I put my knife to his throat and informed him of how things would be. I loaded my purse with drugs, ah lovely drugs and went to check out our patient.

He had this weird leering look when he saw what I was wearing. Not the typical scrubs but I am not your typical Nurse. I took him to Room 3, and he seemed rather confused as it had a gyno table. I told him not to worry and to get in the gown and I would return.  I came back and he was sitting in the gown. I told him to lay down, feet in stirrups and he began to try and leave. No one leaves Nurse Malaya! Fuck this, I yell and stab him with the needle holding a very strong sedative. I get him in stirrups and he wakes up to find he is in leather restraints with a ball gag over his mouth.

Now the twisted fun begins! I explain exactly what I plan on doing with the sharp scalpel in my hand. As he gets more out of the drug induced fog, he sees his wife standing over him. She is laughing and saying his balls are useless and making him a eunuch would be best for all. Now, I said sedative not painkiller. I take off his ball gag as I make the first cut. The screams of pain and terror fill the room. Sweet, sweet music to my ears!!

Deviant Nurse Malaya

Don’t Get The Wrong Idea Bitch

I know I have made it clear I am into pain, snuff and all things absofuckinglutely demented and depraved. I also love getting ink, and piercings and going out and getting wasted, dancing and whatever brings me pleasure …BUT….I do love fucking! Maybe just not with you. ROFLMFAO.

There are several kind of men and women that make my adorable, hot little twat wet and I wonder if that man is sometimes on the end of the phone. Do you look at my pictures and wonder what if you could have someone like me? Fucking doubtful dicksock.  I wonder what your wife would think if she saw you licking your laptop with your wormy dick out?

I know you imagine me riding you with my delicate hand wrapped around your throat. Do you wonder, are you scared, or do you need me to keep going till there is no life left in your worthless body.  Stop wondering and call me as the worst that can happen is I tell you to fuck off and hang up on you or the best thing will be….I don’t know that depends on our chemistry. There was this man last night….well piss off I don’t give anything away.

Maleficent Malaya

Happy Gratuitous Violence Day

So whatever tomorrow is that fucked up, made up day where people trade gifts of candy and get fatter. There is only one thing I like about a holiday with a lot of red, and that is red is the color of your blood when I slice your veins.

Men who want to please me know what I want as gifts and that is sharp, shiny things. Fuck, where was I going with this? I just got so into a rape scene, I forgot where I was heading. Ah yes, I have heard rumors that there is this man who fits everything I want. He takes girls, turns them into whores with promises of a better life and when they try to leave he threatens their family. He sounds like a fucking blast.

It gets so much better! Once he finds that special chick, she goes straight up the ladder to accomplice. Torture and snuff with a crowd of people who paid a large price watching. Sounds a little like Hostel which is one of my movies to get my hot, little snatch off with.

I was told about several of the spots he frequently visits so I find myself in a quandary when I find him. Do I make it clear I could be the best fucking accomplice he ever had or so I just seduce him, off him and take his place. Some white, a little red and screams always helps me to think. Call me and I might tell you what I decided on. Maybe I will be the one in need of an accomplice.

Ho Ho Ho You Big Fat Fuck

Christmas, whatever. I guess it keeps the annoying brats and mind numbing housewives off the streets. The stores are packed and the big, fat fucks are getting tired and most annoyed with nose running, greedy spawns sitting on their laps. I wonder what goes through their minds when they have a cute tiny ass sitting on them asking for gifts. Too fucking funny. I am waiting for the stores to close and the Santa’s to hit the bars. I can’t say I blame them after the day they had holding back that urge.

I quietly slink into a booth slamming down shots and waiting.  A man still in his stupid red suit approaches me. What comes out of his mouth is just too typical to repeat and I don’t do typical. I let him buy me a few drinks as he gets blasted. I help him out and to my car. I guess even jolly old fat fucks need sex. We get to my house and I help him down the stairs. Yes, I pushed him but help is help so be grateful I say.

When he comes to, he is stripped down and tied spread eagle on an old stained mattress. This is always one of my favorite parts when my prey becomes fully lucid. They are terrified. They might act like it is okay and that I will be sensually having my way but I can smell fear, and I thrive on it.  Then as I tease him with a knife and I tell him a little story about my mother’s dead boyfriend and our first Christmas together. Ah, he is now shaking, begging, crying and telling me he would never do such a thing. Sure, what the fuck ever. I am blood thirsty even more than normal. I guess it is those ugly red suits or maybe just maybe I just like playing with my knife.

Did I castrate him? Of course, I fucking did and then I gave him a choice. He could bleed out or I could take a hot curling iron and close the wound. He is screaming to loud to answer and I see his eyes begin to roll back in his HO HO HO fat ass face. Bu bye Santa!

Evilest of holidays to all. Snuff Queen Malaya