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Walk On The Wild Side

At first glance of me fresh from the shower I look like the girl next door.  During the day it is business as usual in a pair of worn tight shorts and a tank. Maybe washing my car, shopping, working out, gardening. All the things a woman normally does. No one really knows who it is behind my Gucci shades. Just a beautiful woman in a normal relationship.  Men and woman stare I smile and go about my routine. Time to meet the husband for dinner while he is in town. Martini’s at the club after as usual.  His driver drops me off at our home, then my husband at the airport.

I do have secrets and so very many. Locked away in a huge trunk of clothing is sexy, hot, dirty and just plain slutty clothes my husband has no idea about.  He never questions the charges from Erotic Cabaret or Misbehaving. He hasn’t the time or the time for me.

In the warehouse district is a huge building with just the letter Q. There is no activity during the day, people assume it is vacant. At night the area is deserted so no one sees the men being dropped off my their drivers or the woman in full fetish gear entering the building.

As you enter you are greeted by a incredibly beautiful woman.  She hands you the poison of your choice and calls your company for the evening.  If you have requested  sensual domination you will, if luck is with you get me.  I meet you in a latex gown slit to my hip. I tower over you in 8 inch ballet stilettos heels. Once we are in my playroom you are mine.  We talk quietly as you finish your drink. You stare more than is permitted with me and I slap your face. You look up at me weakly begging to make things right or be tossed out. I demand you lick my dress and you eagerly do, Your tongue has made it’s way to the slit in my dress that looks painted on.  “Good boy” I say, “now find your way to my dripping pussy”. I grab  your hair and start grinding on your tongue. I pull away and you beg for more. I slowly take off my dress, and am down to my heels.

We are now joined by my submissive partner here. We are always asked for as a twosome.  She smiles seeing you on your knees stroking your cock at my command and then stopping. You are far from reaching your orgasm, this will be a very long edging for you.  I lay on my stomach as you watch her worship my round beautiful ass.  She demands you get beside her and teaches you the correct way to lick.  You lick deeper and she begins to suck on my perfect big tits.  She slides a finger deep in my cunt as you both bring me to a screaming orgasm. Now you may join us on the bed.

The Queen of Debauchery

There is a beast in man that needs to be

exercised not exorcised   Anton LaVey

There is nothing more boring to me than normal. What is normal after all but a repetitive way of living. Same thing every day when the beast in you is begging to be let out to commit every act of debauchery possible.  I am here to seduce you from morality to a world of extreme sexual indulgences.

What is your pleasure? Is it blasphemy, sadistic acts of torment, rape of an innocent? I am skilled in forms of torture that go back to Medieval times.  Perhaps the Pear of Anguish for our entertainment. You know I need in playmate or victim for these cruel acts.  Would you like to be my King or my victim.  Choose wisely my pet.

It is too bad that stupidity isn’t painful

Anton LaVey

Missed Appointment

So you missed your appointment with me you little twit. Do you have no idea in hell what time with me is worth?  Apparently you are too stupid or think I won’t make you pay in pieces of your piggy flesh. I changed our safe work while waiting and you don’t deserve to know what it is.

Now tell me you little worm, what do you think will happen now? “No trips to the ER”. you begged. “No visible marks on your skin”, You pleaded. That might have been the case IF you made it to your fucking appointment.

Strip you little bitch and lay on the table. Put your feet in the metal stirrups.  I have 3 pin cushions filled with straight pins. Now I will take tight little rubber band and bind your useless balls. Do I feel some stubble? Not good for you. It seems to me we are going on our third strike. Perfect, they are swelling up like a balloon about to pop.

Do you wonder whey I am not restraining you? Pathetic little creten.  I will be sitting on your chest while you stick the straight pins in one by one just enough so they will not fall out. Start with your balls, and do not stop till they are covered. I so love to hear you whine. If you weren’t such a piglet it might make me wet. Keep going till your balls, shaft and head are completely covered.  Are you fucking crying? That is strike three the final blow for you. I take the paddle and smack in every single pin like nails.  So fucking amusing!

A Tire Change

It’s snowing out and I got a flat tire on the side of my country road yesterday. This is the absolute worst place to get a flat! No houses as far as the eye can see and a dead cell in my passenger seat. And to make things absolutely worse, I’ve never changed a flat in my life! I was sitting in my car, not knowing what to do for probably an hour when I saw a truck in my rear view. I climbed out quickly and flagged them down. Two men pull up and I explained my flat tire  and my inability to speak car language at all. I see them look at the tire and then eye me up and down. They look at each other and smirk. They obviously find me attractive in my tight ripped blue jeans and tight black hoodie with my blonde hair cascading down my back. I popped the trunk and leaned far over so that they could get a good look at my ass – figured ‘hey, it’s the least I can do to repay them’. I turned around slowly and could tell that they liked what they saw – their cocks were hard in their jeans and they were struggling to hide it. I gave them a slow smile… walked past and slowly let my hands graze past both of their hard packages and then thanked them for helping me. They got to work but I could see it was difficult for them to get down and start working, I giggled and got back into my car and waited for them to finish. A few minutes later I was good to go, I got out to help them put everything back in my trunk and that’s when things changed. All of the sudden my head was held down in the trunk while the other guy started pulling down my tight jeans and exposed my tiny pink thong. OMG!!! I started screaming but there was nobody around for miles. “You didn’t think we were going to change your tire for free, did you?” I felt a hard cock start rubbing against my pussy and start pushing slowly in, in and out, in and out, until he fully slammed it in. I struggled, I kicked, I tried everything in my ability but was being strongly held down by the other guy. “Omg she feels sooo good and tight!!! Pull her out and make her suck your cock while I bury my cock deep in her wet cunt!!” I felt my hair being pulled and I was dragged out of the trunk and pushed down on all fours. The gravel bit into my knees and palms and all of the sudden a cock appeared at my lips. My hair was pulled so hard I started to scream again and my throat was filled with a hard cock. I couldn’t help it, the feeling of having a hard cock in my pussy and a hard cock in my mouth was turning me on. I swear it was involuntary but I started sucking that gorgeous hard cock for all I was worth, I started bucking on the hard cock in my pussy like I was at a rodeo. Both of them came at about the same time, filling both of my holes and I sucked it all down as if it were the best tasting meal I’d had in a long time. They got up then I got up, we all looked at each other, smiled, I thanked them for their help and we got back in our cars and drove off.  Best tire change ever!

Mystery Man

I’m waking up and I feel amazing. I’m in a fog and I feel warmth between my legs. Licking and licking, I feel the tension building, “Ohmygawwdyesssyess…don’t stop please, don’t stop!!.” I scream in my head.

I’m grinding my dripping wet pussy all over.  Wait… I realize I don’t know who is between my legs. Panic sets in and I wake up. I go to sit up but am being held down. What am I being held down by? My hands are tied above my head. Oh my god this feels so good! This can’t feel good! I go to say stop but realize something has been shoved into my mouth, my panties?! I can smell myself.

The tension is right there, I’m so close, I’m going to cum. I can’t cum for whoever this is but it’s not letting up. OMG I’m so so close! Right when I’m about to tumble over the edge it stops, “NOOO!!!”  I scream in my head. The figure stands up and I feel the head of a very hard cock start to push into my throbbing wet pussy. I try to make out who it is but it’s so dark, I can’t see. Then all of the sudden he is in to the hilt and I moan so loudly I’m sure the neighbors can hear.

“SHHHHH, you’ll wake your mother…” – he says.

The voice is so familiar but I can’t stop thinking about how amazing his large cock feels inside of me. Slamming into me, over and over and over again…

“Oh god baby you feel so fucking good! I’ve wanted to fuck your gorgeous body for so long, I just couldn’t keep myself away any longer.” He’s breathing hard, grunting as he slams into me, he’s getting close to cumming, we are both so close to cumming, almost there, and right when we both fall over the edge of orgasm, I realize who it is….

If you want to know who woke me up, call me.

Cocky Guy

There is a very cocky guy in my apartment building.  He is loud, rude, and disrespectful.  Last Saturday morning, I heard him yell quite loudly to the lady he brought home, “All Women Are Bitches.” as she was leaving with tears in her eyes.  This is a quiet building of nice people and he needs to be taught a lesson. Needs to be completely humiliated!

I lure him into my plan. I wait for him on the stairs that Saturday afternoon by the mailboxes. He appears smelling of beer and lack of a shower.  I smile and ask him about his night. I “oooh” and “ahhh” over the obscene sophomoric details from his evening. He calls me “Babe.” I know I got him. I pounce!  I flirt with him and invite him over to my place the next evening. He thinks he is going to get lucky. I can see that look in his eyes.  He thinks he is going to score!

He is half right! He is going to get the fuck of his life, but not by me!

He arrives. I am wearing a sexy little outfit. I don’t offer him a drink or invite him to sit on the sofa. I take him straight back to my bedroom. He wants me to suck his cock. I have no interest in his pathetic excuse for a cock. I almost feel sorry for him, but then he speaks. I am reminded he needs to be used and abused. Needs to be treated like a little bitch!

I overpower him and push him to the ground. I rub the tip of my boot against his balls. I tell him to be a good little bitch. My boyfriend steps out of the shadows. Naked and hard. I kiss him. My boyfriend’s beautiful body makes me quiver. I rub his cock to make it even harder.

I bring that gorgeous cock to my cocky neighbor’s mouth. I tell him to suck it. I force him to take it, to suck it. I teach him a lesson. I turn him into my bitch!

Koko

Stripper Revenge

At the Strip Club, the Assistant Manager is a Bitch! She thinks because she is banging the big boss she can bully the dancers. She recently got one of the most beloved strippers fired. We are fed up with her bitchy behavior and lies.

We have had enough of her. We want her to quit. We put together a very nasty plan to punish her for her nasty behavior. It starts while I am dancing on stage. According to the plan, there is an extra-long set for me tonight. While I am dancing on stage, we know that the Assistant Manager will be in her office all alone, and the bouncers and male bosses will be watching me Dance.

The other dancers gang up and attack the Bitch. They tie her up, use sex toys and strap-ons on her. Violating every nasty hole, but really focusing on her vile, vulgar lying mouth. The girls laugh at her seeing her beg for mercy when she has shown us none. She is tortured, teased and raped by the girls.

All the while, the bosses are mesmerized by my dancing on the stage.

Sometimes sweet revenge is very nasty! As soon as my set is done, I want a piece of her and see her completely humiliated. Hoping for tears streaming down her face. She has made so many dancers miserable. Sometimes nasty revenge is sweet!

Chrissy

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

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.

Ivy’s Den of Depravity

There is no more lively sensation than that of pain; its impressions are certain and dependable, they never deceive as may those of the pleasure women perpetually feign and almost never experience….Marquis De Sade.

People seem very curious of me and what might go on in my house. I am quiet and keep to myself. When I receive a package or someone trying to sell something they always look around me to catch a peek inside. Unless I am entertaining or going out I dress quite normal in black cigarette pants and a black tank of some sort. Yet the ‘Normals” want to know. Sometimes I invite a person in and this is what they will see and feel. My house if 3 stories. Upstairs is my bedroom plush with antiques, candles, velvet and lace for curtains and bedspread.  Few are lucky enough to enter my sanctuary. The rest is a room for all my clothes and boots.  I dress in there with the help of Anthony my slave.  You will not see him, so don’t bother to look. The rest is guest rooms and 2 bath rooms. Main floor is formal living room, dining room and kitchen. Nothing really remarkable looking, again beautiful antiques and candles, old books and such.  My home is where I am most at ease.  Follow me down the stairs.  Can you feel the chill, dampness and darkness.  It is a basement after all darling.  There is a door with a lock, that is where most of the cold is coming from as it is cold storage. I am standing behind you now, you can feel my breath on your neck as I put my hand to your mouth and a needle in your neck. I unlock the door and drag you into the room.  Anthony is waiting to help me get you on the table. I slide your feet in the stirrups and put leather restraints around your wrists. Anthony cuts off your clothes, carefully not to nick. What is the point of sweet pain if you are not aware to feel it?  Anthony runs off, he knows the penalty for watching.  You awake looking at me helpless and confused.  The smell of fear is like the finest of perfume to me. “Do you not remember me?”  You say yes under your voice.  I ask if you are scared. I know you are, but I need to hear the words.  I take a scalpel blade in my hand and run it down your chest to your cock. You do not deserve to have a cock I say. You do not understand when  woman says “no”. I take the scalpel and run it down his cock splitting it up with blood slowly starting to seep out from a cut you don’t remember getting. I lick my lips, but well you are not worthy of my mouth.  I yell for Anthony.  I lied, some do get to see Anthony, but he is the last person they will ever see.  Pleasant dreams.