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Crown Of Thorns

    Every year women and men flock to my Easter show. It’s like nothing you could possibly imagine. A deviant mix of sex, violence, and blood. This year will be more intense than ever. People are bored and need the kind of release only Malaya can provide.

My guests begin arriving. They look elegant in their gowns and tuxedos.  Sexy girls in bunny outfits are handing out party favors. I welcome all my guest, and the lights are dim.

There is several crosses with girls strapped to them. I place a crown of thorns on each of their innocent heads. I press the crowns as blood trickles down their faces. My audience is getting excited now. I look out and see a few of the men have their cocks out.  How I have missed these shows. Several tiny party favors are walking about sucking cocks, licking pussy’s, and sitting on laps. 

The girls are crying, and begging to not be hurt. My guests are voting on who will be the sacrifice of the night. I invite a few of my guests on stage to rape the girls. The night is going better than I planned, and it is almost time.

They have picked a girl to be sacrificed. I bring my knife to her throat, I smile, and cut her throat from ear to ear. 

My main show is now over, but a few are invited to remain for the second part. Join me in my perverse Easter celebration.

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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Email: malayamax@aol.com

Twisted, Violent and Hot

http://www.smittenkittens.net/Journal/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/ivy-2.jpgYou ask me to join you for a little twisted, violent, sexy fun. How could I say no to that? You have it all planned out. She is a bitchy, prudish friend of your wife’s, and you fucking hate and want to fuck her at the same time. 

We knock at her door and when she answers you tase her. Normally, we would need to work quickly, but her husband is out of town, and we have all the time we need. We strip her, and tie her wrists to the post on the headboard. We tell her not to scream, and no one will get hurt. I show her the picture of her little girl asleep in the next room. She knows if she doesn’t behave, I will go into her child’s room.

I take my magic wand vibe, and put it against her clit forcing her to cum. I am all about humiliating the bitch. I grab her head, and push my dripping cunt against her pretty face. My friend eats her pussy and ass making her cum again. I love how fucking much she hates this. He slaps her ass hard, and shoves in his cock. My hot pussy against her mouth is drowning out any sounds of hers. 

She has passed out, and my companion is ready to leave. I smile wickedly, and tell him that I never promised to leave the girl alone. He hands me the taser, and I promise to video the rest of the night.

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
Call  Ivy @ 1-866-949-6550
Email-poisonivy4phone@aol.com

 

Heartless

 http://www.smittenkittens.net/Journal/wp-content/uploads/2021/02/Untitled.png It’s almost that day again. What-fucking-ever.  I wonder if men will ever understand that giving me their heart means something else to me. My dark little heart loves collecting hearts, just not how you would imagine.

We go out to an amazing dinner. I tell you I want us both to be totally sober for tonight, so no booze. I need your heart pure and clean. I tease you, flirt with you, even take your hand. You pay the check, and we go to a hotel room. You are surprised I picked such a dark, old, sort of scary hotel. I explain that it’s the perfect atmosphere for our first time. At this point, you would do anything for me, and trust me you fucking will.

    The room is dimly lit, with black candles set up in a pentagram shape. You lay in the middle, and I cut off your clothes. You won’t be needing them now.

You hear rather odd music. You don’t care, you just want to touch, kiss and fuck me. You look around the room and see shadows. I hand you a little pill. I tell you it will enhance our fucking. I straddle over you in a big, shiny knife in my hand. The pill is making you see and feel things more intense. Maybe too intense for you. 

I am kissing you and biting you. As I trace the knife around your heart, you hear chanting. You think it’s the pill. Maybe I gave you some LSD.  Another form is hovering over you. You wonder if I set up a threesome with another hot ass chick. You wonder if you can even keep a hard-on. You feel something, like a sharp pain, maybe a sting of some sort. We both hold your heart in our hands. 

Happy Valentines Day Losers

   

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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Email: malayamax@aol.com

 

Goodbye Santa

          http://www.smittenkittens.net/Journal/wp-content/uploads/2020/12/b993c582269053be0df9f40bb6bca9f9.jpg      I  went and had a few drinks after my Burlesque show before my late night plans. This man in a Santa suit was really getting on my fucking nerves. I was feeling wicked and decided to make him my evening plans.

I invited him to have a few drinks with me and slipped something in it. He was feeling dizzy and walked out to the dark alley. My potion worked and soon, he was a slight 2 inches tall.  Poor wee man. I spiked him with my stiletto heel, picked him up and put him in my purse. He should have a blast with all the sharp implements in my leather purse.

Once at my loft, I let him lose on my floor. My cats were chasing him and I told him he better run fast if he wants to survive. The cameras were on and my friends were making bets on his survival. This really was fucking hysterical to watch. The terror in his tiny eyes was making me excited and my pussy needed some attention.

I couldn’t leave my little man alone as he might have gotten eaten or lost. I took my hot glue gun and glued him to the tip of my vibe. I think I heard him scream in pain from the hot glue. Once it cooled, I began to fuck myself. I came so fucking hard, that it drowned the wee man. I guess the only thing left to do was pee him out and flush him.

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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I Love Pedophiles!

As long as I can remember I have had an attraction for older men. Especially pedophiles. Since I was 8 years old, whenever a story on the news came up about someone caught with child porn, or even men going to prison for molesting young girls it has always turned me on. I would wish more than anything I could have been there with them, or even been the little girl.

In my early teens, I would look up registered sex offenders in my area. I rode my bike in hopes of becoming their next victim. It must of been bad timing because I never got taken. After hanging out in different neighborhoods for hours at a time, I would  head home. I would think about fucking them so bad and how good it would feel to be with a bad pedo man, I could feel my bike seat getting wet from my horny pussy.

I am every pedo dream. I’ve always been petite and look way younger than what I really am. If you are a pedophile, I want to be your victim right now!

 

Written By: Andie
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Spend a Depraved Halloween With Ivy

To me, every day is Halloween. When you do something every day you become rather fucking excellent at it.  There is no angel on one shoulder and devil on the other. With me, it is pure devil. Not that anything about me is pure.

What do you get when you call me? You get a depraved, twisted, filthy, deviant, extreme session. One that you will never forget, and possibly hate yourself in the morning for your thoughts.

You arrive at my house. It’s dark, and almost looks like there is no one home. You can hear music, screams and sobbing. You wonder if you even have the right place. It sounds like no party you’ve ever attended. You’re scared, yet titillated at the same time. I invite you in, and show you to the party favors. You decline at first wanting to keep your wits about you, but then decide to live for just once.

I take you down a dark stairway to my basement. The sounds are getting much louder. We walk past some dancers, but they’re not for you. They are too old for your taste. Tastes you’ve kept hidden for so long. I take you to the toy room. The live dolls are dressed in many styles to fit your pedo desires. Some are dressed like me, some as schoolgirls, some as cheerleaders and so on. You’re interested, but in that room the girls are rather mundane.

There is another room, but it seems very quiet. You’re curious so I take you in there. You can’t believe what you see. In your wildest dreams you never thought you would or could go there, but you are. I tell you to take your pick. You are shaking, and turn around to leave. You can’t do this. You stand at the doorway. You turn around, and pick your girl. I smile, and begin to touch my dripping cunt. Nothing gets me more excited than taking someone to the dark side.

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
Call  Ivy @ 1-866-949-6550
Email-poisonivy4phone@aol.com

 

 

 

Mean Girls Burn Especially On Halloween

       Guess who the fuck is coming over for my Halloween party? You are going to just love this. It is the boring fat bitch who always tries to be friends with us. Remember on your birthday you fucked her and she oinked like a pig? 

I have a devious and twisted plan for Halloween night. Don’t I always? I am going to tell her you will be there and really want to see her. I will even tell her you have a thing for her. I’m telling her to dress in a sexy, latex nurse uniform. Imagine all the fat rolls in that? I’m going to have lots of food and you know she won’t be able to resist. I’m even going to tell her I have a girl crush on her and just can’t wait to sink my lips into all that fat.

When you arrive, she is giving me a lap dance. Well, at least attempting too.  You act so impressed by her. You also leave my front door open. You tell her how perfect she is and suggest she eat a little more. You squeeze her fat rolls and slowly undress her. I’m trying not to laugh as you roll your eyes when you look my way. You’re fucking her fat ass face when we hear the laughter. 

10 more of my friends have shown up for the party. They guys make remarks about how hot she is and they wish they could have a turn. I talk her into letting them gang bang her fat ass. She hesitates but knows if she wants to be friends with mean girls she has no choice. We’re laughing and drinking as we listen to her making pig sounds. 

This Halloween party with Harley and her mean friends.

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Written By: Harleyhttp://theklassykat.com/user_images/tkk_harley.jpg
Call  Harley @ 1-866-415-6699
Email: hornyharley4anything@gmail.com

 

A Dark, Quiet Hotel

   

   It began as a rather boring night. My hotel is usually packed with Halloween parties, but not this year.  It was just me at reception, and a few of the staff. No room service, but when asked nicely, I will help our guest with their needs.

We had a handful of people with reservations due to arrive soon. It was storming out, and the lights were flickering. After our last quests checked in, I locked us in for the night and went to my room. 

I was just about to enjoy a hot bubble bath and a glass of wine when the lights went out. I lite some candles and got in the tub. My cell was by my side in case any of the guests needed me. I was toweling off when a frantic guest called me.

I dressed and went to find him. I was very confused since as far as I knew there was no guest in room 333. I knocked with no answer. I knocked yet again, then let myself in. Still no one. 

I could see what the problem might be. The sheets on his bed looked horrible. Gray with red streaks. What in the world? I grabbed some clean ones and began changing his sheets. I thought I heard someone there. There was no one in the room but me. Then I felt hands on my body, as my face was pushed into the mattress. I was getting rather annoyed. I was getting a very needed hard, hot fucking but with whom? Whenever I would turn to look, there was no one there. He pounded me till I could barely walk. It was one of the best fucks I have ever had.

I woke up in room 333 alone. I was sore, wet, and cum was dripping from all my holes. The lights were back on. I went to my room to clean up before going to reception.  I checked the books, inquired about the man in 333.  Much to my surprise, I was told there was no room 333.

No Halloween plans? Spend it with me, and give me the ghost fuck of my life. 

 

Written By: Valentina
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Trick Or Treat, Give Me Something Big To Eat

    

All the Halloween parties have been canceled. I am so sad as I just want to dress up and have some fun. My older cousin told me not to worry because he and his older friends have something planned. He explained it will be at a secret location and I would have to be blindfolded. This is sounding exciting!  

     I picked out a sexy but scary costume and got ready for him to pick me up. Once we were in the car, he put a blindfold on me and we were off. He gave me a few shots to get me in the spirit. I never need anything to get me into the spirit of anything fun. We drove for awhile and he seemed to be making a lot of turns. Where were we going?

We finally arrived and Cousin James helped me in. I could hear music, laughing and basic party sounds. This is going to be so much fucking fun. Funny thing was I only heard guys. I can live with that!  More cock for me. 

I began to finally remove my blindfold, but James stopped me. He said he had a big surprise for me. I love big things, I mean surprises.  He took me downstairs, the voices were even louder. He finally removed my blindfold and there was so many men. They had on Halloween masks, but I could recognize some of them by their voice and bodies. As far as I could tell, my whole phone sex family was there. Daddy, uncles, cousins, and even my gramps. What sort of weird party is this?

Suddenly hands were all over me, ripping at my costume till I was naked. They were in a line which went out the door. As soon as one was finished, another pushed into one of my tight, underage, fuckholes. I love fucking, but I sort of was in the mood to dance, drink and party.

By the end of the night, I was covered in jizz. It wasn’t the Halloween I was used too, but I had a fucking blast with my family.

 

Written By: Delaney
Call  Delaney @ 1-888-566-2337
Email- teendelaney@yahoo.com

 

When A Hot Fetish Chick Asks You Out On Halloween

                    Aren’t you the lucky little fucker.  You were asked out by a fetish chick. You can’t believe your incredible luck. You have tried for years, and I always say “fuck no”. 

You’re feeling pretty fucking proud of yourself. You buy new clothes, get a fleek haircut, and you ask my friends where you should take me. They tell you I love romantic kid friendly restaurants with no booze. My friends are so evil, and you’re so gullible. 

                     You arrive at my house with flowers and candy. Candy? You bring me candy? You’re confused because I’m not dressed to go out. You think maybe you have the wrong night. Then you get this glimmer of hope that I’m dressed for a night in with you. What did one of your friends say? They made a joke about never going out with a hot, unusual chick on Halloween because you might end up a sacrifice. You laugh, and you’re feeling pretty happy with yourself. A hot chick, lingerie and a night in. That has to mean sex. You’re now strutting around and feeling super proud. 

          We go into a dark room lite with black candles.  There’s plastic on the hardwood floor. I tell you it’s for when I do body painting. You’re intrigued when I demand you strip. You wonder if I’m going to paint you, fuck you or both. You mention that my painting supplies look dangerous. You nervously laugh. I shed my clothes. With my painting tool in my hand, I mount you.  You can’t believe this. No foreplay? Just hot, wild fucking? My eyes go wild, they’re red and glowing. You see I am holding a knife, not a painting tool. Your heart is beating so fast, you feel my hot cunt grab your cock as I cum.  The blade is sharp, cold and scary. You assume it’s a Halloween joke. I slash your throat, and bathe in your hot, deep red blood.

          If a hot fetish chick asks you out on Halloween, you can be sure you’re a blood sacrifice. Happy Murder Day. 

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
Call  Malaya @ 1-866-659-8370
Email: malayamax@aol.com