The other day I was the last one left at school. It was quiet and getting dark. Daddy was suppose to pick me up. I guess something came up. My parents usually make me bring a sweater to school to cover my chest. My parents don’t want anyone looking at me in a sexual way. Since I didn’t have it with me my chest was busting out of my shirt. I waited and waited until a van pulled up with a bunch of guys and they asked me if I needed a ride. I jumped in and we rode off. They seemed really cool at first. Then the guy told me to shut the fuck up and ripped my skirt off. Pulled down my cotton panties and harshly plunged his fingers into my pussy. It hurt some but before I could yell a cock was stuffed in my mouth while his friend smacked my pussy with the palm of his hands making it sting with pain. They tossed me around the back of the van pushing my face down on the floor of the van while they all took turns fucking my pussy.
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I was enjoying a long hot shower taking advantage of the new shower head when someone grabbed me from behind. He dragged me out of the shower with his big hand over my mouth. He told me to do as I was told and he wouldn’t hurt me. He blindfolded me and tossed me on my bed. I was fucking scared but at the same time I could feel my pussy starting to get wet at the thought of having no control of the situation. He tied me to my 4 poster bed and began to take me. His hard cock was right by my lips oozing pre-cum. He slapped my face with his huge cock and shoved it down my throat. After he shot his first load of hot cum he left the room.
I heard him come back in then felt fingers prying open my hot creamy fuck hole. The thought of this ordeal making me wet made him laugh and call me a slut. He pushed one of my big dildos in my cunt and began to push his big fingers in my ass. One by one his fingers entered my tight brown pucker till his whole hand was in. I began to scream as he fisted me hard. There were times I couldn’t tell if there were one man or two. After my firm ass was opened enough for his big, thick cock he pounded me till he shot his load. He left me like that for what seemed like hours.
My boyfriend arrived for our date and that is how he found me. Trying to make it better he cuddled me after removing my blindfold. He suggested we take a long hot shower and he would kiss wherever it hurt. I pretended to sleep once we were back in my bed. Once he drifted off I tied his wrists to the four poster bed with the same rope used on me. He woke up confused to see me holding the dildo he used on me. “Did you really think D that I would not know your taste, your smell and the feel of your thick cock”, I said wickedly. Pay back is a mother fucker and now it is your turn.
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
He is at his window stroking his useless little pin dick as he watches me dress. I love to tease him knowing one of two things will eventually happen. He will either get caught by his wife, or he will get up the nerve to try and come over and fuck me. That is unbelievably hilarious no matter which direction it takes. Looks like she has caught him and is grabbing him by his little pathetic limp noodle and dragging him off somewhere.
Soon there is a knock at my door. Why yes we had it all planned out as she doesn’t consider him a man either. She drags him up to my play room as he screams like a little cunt the whole time. How could we not laugh at the pathetic loser. She holds him while I strip him down. I have never seen such a small dick in my whole life with balls like tiny grapes.I ask her if she is sure as once those balls as gone he can’t grow them back…I guess we could glue some grapes in their place. I place some plastic on the floor as blood stains can be a bitch. He is weeping like a little pussy as we pull his arms up and attach them to the ropes hanging from my ceiling. A spreader to keep those legs apart and we are good to go.
I really considered being kind and castrate him humanly but clearly his bored, sex starved wife has another idea. We both take turns kicking his balls and flogging his cock. What a withered little nothing it is. She is breathing hard and I could tell when we are done she will be mine to fuck. First things first though. She looks over my cutting tools and decides on pruning shears. Lovely! I watch her tease him as he begs for mercy. She is running the shears up and down his dough boy body and I am getting fucking turned myself smelling his fear. I stuff my panties in his mouth which is as close to my creamy hot cunt as he will ever get. His balls are now between the pruning shears and with one hard chop the little fellows are gone. Some quick stitching while she contemplates removing his cock as well. She decides she will think about it for awhile as we enjoy a glass of wine.
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.
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
Do you remember the day I told you about my rape fantasy? I know you do and that you stroke off to it over and over again. Here is the thing lover. I am ready to take it to the next level. The public places you meet me and we pretend that we don’t know each other are ever so fucking hot but…………..I want more. I want you to turn into a wild lustful animal right before my excited eyes.
I want, need and crave to be scared out of my little blonde mind. Maybe I teased you and took it a little too far and never planned it to be more than a rough fuck. Feeling your hand around my neck as you rip or maybe cut off my clothes is what my depraved mind and body need. I grab a lamp and try to break it over your head but I miss and it breaks on the night stand leaving sharp pieces on the floor. I grab for a broken piece but you are too strong and hold me down. What will you do now? Show me, I need to know who is in charge. No more games, do it now Will.
Your kinky fuck toy, Tiffany
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
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.
There is the rare caller that wants gore, death, torture and torment. Just typing those words has me dripping wet. Normally it is I telling the story of the things I will do to you. I weave a tale of cruel sadism and eventually demise. Just as you die I cum so hard I can barely stop trembling.
Last night was different. The gentleman caller with a deep Southern drawl wanted me to be an accused witch and him the inquisitor. He demanded I undress and lay on the bed on my stomach. I wished more than anything I wasn’t alone so I could be bound.
Before the torture began he fucked my ass deep and hard to the point of blood trickling out. He teased me by licking it up and not letting me have a drop. I am tough and did not break or cry out during all the means of torture he had. Branding, whipping, boiling oil none of it made me cry out. He was clearly done with me and death would have come no matter if I confessed or not. He spread my arms and legs till I heard a slight cracking of my joints. He bound them with leather. He fucked me one more time pulling my hair and biting me till he had a mouthful of my blood. He left and returned what may have been hours later. I listened to him setting something up above me. Knowing what was ahead of me was exciting beyond belief and my body betrayed me one last time as I squirted all over the antique quilt I laid on. The huge circular blade starting moving back and forth getting lower and lower to my back. I would push up if I could, making the sweet pain and blood spurting come sooner.
His deep voice starts to quiver….Ivy I am cumming. With that he was gone. If it is gore, torture, depravity, debauchery, sodomy, and any kind of blood play, I am your slut. Want to have hot nightmare’s of things you can’t imagine? For once in your life, be evil.
