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I DARE YOU

I know you are completely fascinated by goth chicks. In school you were afraid of us but once you got home you would google for goth porn. LOSER! I mean really if your friends only knew what would they think. What you didn’t know was all men lust goth girls, you weren’t alone. Sadly for you lusting and having were two different things.

I might tell you that goth girls aren’t drug using, thrill seeking dominants sluts but well I know I fucking am. You only have one life bitch so live it hard, fast and nasty taking anything you desire.

Just what do you desire?  It would be my pleasure to take you on a path of darkness and depravity. Once you let your desires take over there is no place I won’t take you. Are you into pain, drugs, forced bi, taking the little ones and destroying them?  Once you cum with me to the dark side you will never cum back.

Cum with Poison Ivy, let me Poison your soul!

Ready to Sin with Heaven

You’re the type of a guy to do good deeds for your neighbors. You are very well respected at your local Church and community.

They don’t know what I know, do they? They have no clue what a sick fuck you really are! I think they would be shocked including your wife what you think about during Church service. While everyone is listening to the minster, you’re thinking about sticking your dick into a young slut in church. Your cock craves a whore that will spit on the Bible and rub her little bald cunt with it while shoving a crucifix in her tight asshole.

You have everyone fooled but not me. I know what a dirty little fucker you can be and you are ready to sin with your favorite blasphemy phone sex slut. And I know, that’s just for starters. There’s so much more that makes your dick ache. Tell me your secrets and lets fucking SIN.

No Restrictions

It is way too fucking hot for my silky pale skin today. I guess that means you need to go hunting for me. I usually enjoy hunting and the fear in their eyes, but not at the risk of this beautiful skin.  I know you love having the gifts brought to you but you always love hearing about it when we are done so today, YOU do it.

Restrictions? Of course not unless you want a vanilla suck/fuck call then take it elsewhere. I know just what you need so man up loser and fill our shopping list. Make me happy and we will put on a little show before I let you have her to yourself. Twins perhaps?

I am Poison Ivy because you know how harmful it is but you can’t resist the pull of my deviant nature. You try but all it does is leave you with a hand full of jizz when I have far better holes to suggest. Nothing is off limits when you play with me.

Deviant Poison Ivy

Taking it to the extreme

Everyone has a dark side lurking, waiting for a reason to come out. If you want to come out and play with me you have no choice but to take things to the extreme. See we all have a part in us that says “don’t do it”. I lost that benign tumor in my brain a long fucking time ago. I can’t find a reason to not do exactly what I fucking want. If it gets my hot cunt wet, I am going to do it.

You love can be the man that takes just what he wants  or you can be the twat loser who gets taken.  Drugs, gratuitous violence, sex, torture…what is it that makes your cock spring up to play? Restrictions are for sniffling cunts and I have none. How about you? Let out the beast in you and just maybe for once do it with no thought of consequence. I promise to play with and then get rid of the evidence.

Devious Goth Girl Ivy, Cum to my world.

House of Perversion

There was this huge house when I was little with all sorts of twisted rumors about what really happened there. It as a small mansion  on the water where a very rich perverted old man lived. His preference was boys the younger the better. He did however take whatever came his way. Man, if I was older back then I could have made bank helping him get his victims.  The story goes that he got mostly street kids who would do anything for a place to live. Sex, torture, snuff sounds like a perfect night out for me.

Eventually he took in the wrong boys and they killed him. The house remained vacant and it became our place for parties.  I would sneak out and catch a ride with the older boys. They were always happy to take me as I was the best fuck toy at that age. I was willing to do anything. Of course as I got older I had all the control but that was then. We would drink, do drugs blast dark metal and fuck. We seemed to be guided by the house with us doing things more and more depraved as the nights went on.

It was for sale but no one would buy it with its twisted violent history.  There was always plenty of sex, drugs and underage girls to play with. A lot of girls went missing but I was always safe with my group of older guys. It finally was torn down and condos were built over the grounds. We would drive by and For Sale signs were constantly up. The depravity of the old owner and partiers took over the grounds and people who lived there.  I miss that place, but we were never at a loss to find a new place for drug, sex, torture and snuff orgies.

If you get as bored with the fucking Christmas shit as I do, give me a call. I am the Goddess of Evil and there is nothing off limits to my sick mind.  My I Hate Fucking Christmas special is $50.00 for a 30 minute call. Give me a try, all you have to lose is  your inhibitions and sanity.

Vacation to Hell

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

School’s out forever!

My last semester and fuck if I didn’t have to go to Summer school.  School sucks enough without it being Our Lady of Cunts, Catholic school. I tried to go but it is Summer with camping, beer, hot men, weed and all the stuff I look forward to all year.  I had to find a way for my adviser Brother Tim to tell my parents it was a huge ass mistake and I really passed. Brother Tim really doesn’t care for girls and there was no way I could seduce him but…………

I went to morning confession prepared to get released from school.  When asked to confess my sins I gave the priest quite a shocking ear full.  Then I said ” Is this making your cock get hard under your robes”. He stuttered some and told me I was acting like a child of Satan not a good Catholic girl. I left my side of the confessional and joined him.

“Hello Father John, I hear you like fucking young boys and girls”. I whispered. He was stunned but his rather large cock was peaking out of his robe. I gave him a well sort of lap dance in the small, hot confessional. ” You like putting your dick in cute little bottoms, don’t you”, I asked with a smirk on my face. He was speechless when I pulled my white panties to the side and began rubbing my ass against his face. “Lick my hot little butt hole and get it all wet”, I demanded.  Then I sat back on his lap guiding his cock into my ass. I rode him till he quickly shot his load.

Then I shoved a piece of paper from my knapsack in his face and told him to sign it releasing me or I will let everyone see the pictures on my phone.  School’s out forever!

The Pit and the Pendulum

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.

Blasphemy & Forced Family Fun Sex Fantasy!

Communication is essential to great sex, and phone sex is no different. I recently received the following email from a caller, explaining in detail his fantasy. I got wet as I read it, and couldn’t wait to play with him.

I am your 15-year-old son. I’m well-built and I have a strong sex scent. You’re my 40-year-old mom. We live alone and we have money; lots of it. You’ve provided me everything I’ve ever wanted or needed. Problem is you exude sex as well, you never wear or a bra or panties in the house, you’re nails are manicured and pedicured and I have a foot fetish which you suspect, which is probably why you use your feet to tease me.

See you’ve wanted me to take you sexually for quite a while now, and you’ve noticed my sexual anger and frustration building for months. You realize I am probably on the verge of forcing you to have sex with me, which gets you wetter than ever, I mean an incestuous Mom being taken by her son? That makes your cunt drip. You even had the walls in your room made soundproof so you can scream cry and beg while being taken to no avail.

One last part to the story: I am well hung with a massively thick cock and any shortcomings in length (of which there’s not much) are well compensated for.

Scene:
You’re fresh of the shower one Saturday morning, and when you walk into your room naked, you find me in just my briefs on the bed. The door has been bolted, there is no escape, I have a huge bottle of KY seated on the table, and the intent is clear, if unspoken. As you know, I love lewd cursing and begging and since this has a forced sex component, you will plead (even though you’re enjoying the family fun). We’ll start with you having to remove my briefs at which point you are first exposed to my massive prick, which may cause you to involuntarily say:  “Jesus Christ son, that’s a huge thick goddamn cock”

Blasphemy, forced sex, family fun… he came three times, and after we’d finished our call, I continued fingering my dripping cunt for quite awhile. So hot!

Pray with Me

Hail Mary full of Cum

His cock is in thee cunt

Fucked art thou among whores

And damned are the demons of thy womb Satan

Slut Mary mother of Depravity

Celebrate with our sinners

Now and at the hour my tits drips milk

Fuck you

I hear you pray to her every night,  the Virgin Mary. Your prayers are not for salvation, but for her to come alive and seduce you.  You do think I can not hear you? I followed you one day and watched you kiss her pale feet while stroking your cock.  I prayed with you, you are a twisted depraved blasphemer and something about that excited me.

I watch in the shadows as I see her fingers begin to move slightly.  I am not surprised as I knew I had the skills to make this happen.  The robe falls opens showing black stockings against her pale skin. She is beautiful. Her creamy white huge tits heave as she becomes more alive.  “Mary” you say softly. You can’t believe what is happening. Virgin Mary, grabs you by your neck and forces you to look in her eyes.   You have never seem such lust, beauty and evil in someone’s eyes.  “Lick his jizz out of my cunt”, she orders.  In an hypnotic state you do it. You lick her pale soft thighs and devour the cum of Jesus dripping out of her.  Mary pulls you up by your hair now. She is everything you need. Your cock is rock hard and you crave her more then anything in your life.

You run your hands over her firm, ivory breasts. “Mother of god, please let me suck your nipples” you beg.  As you suck the sacred whore’s nipples you run your hand down her round, firm pale ass. Sodomy, blasphemy, heresy , fuck the virgin whore. God is dead, hail Satan you hear me chant in the quiet church. You bend her over and spread her ass cheeks plunging in your cock. Fornication, masturbation, deviation, abandon all hope ye that enter the the fuck holes of Virgin Mary.