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Drugs, sex and whatever

What is it you are in the mood for tonight?  Suck me fuck me calls bore the fucking hell out of me. When I say I have no taboos or restrictions I totally mean that. In fact, why not test that theory and try to shock me. No caller has ever been so depraved they shocked me. Those that have tried I just laughed at.

I have been doing a little “go fast” and I am so horny I need a plaything as wicked as me. I know I can make you cum so hard I will leave you drained and addicted.  Can you do the same for me? Can you make my hot, wet creamy goth cunt crave another call with you?

Why not do a few shots or some blow then watch your favorite type of porn and give me a call. No judgments here unless you want a vanilla type call. I will just roll my eyes, do another line and take your money while I find something more interesting. Embrace your  dark side with me Deviant Goth Girl Ivy.

“Let Me In”

My specialty is pushing men’s boundaries taking them places they never thought they wanted to go. To think I am just a one trick pony would be doing me a very big disservice. Last night I  took a caller to a place he never imagined he had a desire to go.  It seems like now he can’t get enough. I can be your Goddess with a sultry whisper of a voice or I can sound so young you will quite possibly piss your pants. Now on to our last night’s hot fantasy.

Michael is a divorced gentleman who is in charge of a large company. He has a very hard time relaxing and letting go. He is trying to sleep but he can’t get his mind off of his work. It is around 3 am and he hears a light tapping at his window. He see’s the innocent face of a girl. “Please invite me in”, she says. Being the kind man that he is he opens his window and helps her in. Bella is dirty, clothes torn but so very pretty. ” I am so hungry mister, so very very hungry”, she says.  Michael is drawn to her beauty and with his feelings of wanted to care for her is is also feeling his cock stirring.

He suggests a warm bath for her. He tells her to get  undressed and he will make her a sandwich. “No, please stay with me I am scared”. Bella whispers.  He tries to look away as she takes off her worn clothes but  he can’t stop looking at her delicate young body. He is confused by his feeling of lust and by her demeanor.  She looks like a child but there is something enticing him to do depraved acts with her. Bella lays back in the tub full of fragrant bubbles telling Michael she is so hungry and she has to feed. Her little hand pulls him towards her as she bites his neck hard. He knows she has broken his skin but it feels so good and he couldn’t push her away even if he wanted. As she sucks his warm nourishing blood his hand travels to her tiny little bald slit. She quietly moans as he slides a finger inside her.

Michael doesn’t remember much or how he ended up on his bed with her between his legs sucking on his thigh. She lifts her head up with her innocent face covered in his blood and she smiles. Bella straddles Michael and slides his cock into her. She is so tight and he can feel himself pushing against her cherry. Bella begins to ride him hard, like a wild animal her long finger nails tearing ribbons of blood on his chest. She  she licks it up savoring it and then finds his pulsing vein in his neck. She bites hard as he grunts and yelps and cums inside her.  He wakes up in the morning with a longing and wonders if she will be back.

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

Games we love to play

 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

“Bloodletting”

There’s a crack in the mirror

And a bloodstain on the bed

Oh, you were a vampire baby

And I’m a walkin’ dead

I met a boy in New Orleans one day while taking pictures in one of the many cemeteries.  I say a boy because he looked to be about 14. He was kind of fragile with high cheekbones and long blonde hair.  Normally I would want nothing more than to rape his ass in the cemetery and leave him.  There was however, nothing fucking normal about tonight.  I asked him if he wanted to join me at my hotel but he said his twin sister was by herself and wasn’t feeling well.  Twins? Fucking jackpot.

We walked along the alleys and side streets to the place he called home. It was a dingy room at the top of a deserted boarded up bar.  His sister was laying on the bed beautiful, pale and young. We talked, smoked a little and drank. As the night went on I felt I was losing control. Wasted, horny and tired I fell asleep. I woke up to music, sensation of being bound and her standing over me. Lily began to stroke my hair and kiss me. It felt like her little tongue was everywhere. David was standing by the side of the bed jerking his massive cock.

I tried to gain back my control but it was fruitless.  Lily lowered her soft, smooth cunt to my mouth while David licked, sucked and bit my clit. A pussy never tasted so good nor has my twat ever been licked like that. I came so many times I lost count. Lily changed positions so David could fuck her pale silky ass while I ate her cunt. I was in awe of how 2 so young were such amazing fucking lovers. I adore them young, but never in control of me. Finally it was my turn to feel his massive cock, my pussy ached for it. While he was on top of me fucking me she was behind him rimming his ass. His teeth bit me hard and I screamed coming all over his cock.

I don’t really remember much more. I woke free of the ties and alone in the room. My neck was as sore as my satisfied cunt. The mirror had a huge crack in it so you couldn’t really see a reflection and the dirty worn sheets were covered in blood.

Fang Fucker Ivy

“Constant Craving”

Craving

Ah, constant craving

Has always been

We are both at a hotel for different reasons. You at a business conference and me….well for my  own reasons. We are constantly crossing paths playing a sort of teasing, perhaps taunting game. At first it was just by accident but now we are playing a bit of cat and mouse with each other.

I wonder about you and if you are the perfect gentleman you appear to be and I am sure you wonder if I am the wild fuck toy I appear to be.  I come back to hotel from day of shopping and you are at the bar.  You immediately get up and offer to help me with my bags from designer stores. You seem very nice so I allow you to come in my room instead of leaving things at the door. I smile and you tell me perhaps you will see me at the lounge later.

It has been a long day and I really could use a hot relaxing shower. I put my key on the wet bar and notice I can’t find the duplicate. I imagine it has slipped in one of the bags and will worry about it later. I fix a drink while running the water and put in a CD.  I am enjoying the hot water as it cascades down my body and begin to feel super horny between the steam and the scented lather.  I hear a sound, like a door opening but assume it must be one of the other rooms. I did notice you could hear everything in this hotel. I close my eyes, and run my hands down my slick body it feels so good.  I open my eyes to see you standing there in the bathroom.  You reach out and put your finger to my lips, telling me to be quiet. I should be frightened, but instead it just makes my pussy wetter, hotter and needing to be fucked. You pull me by my hair and kiss me hard, you tongue parting my lips.  Your big hands cup by tits, squeezing them firmly.

You whisper in my ear that this can go one of two ways and which way is up to me and how I behave. So we are playing a game, and I always win. I grab him by his hair and plunge my tongue in his mouth kissing him long and passionate. I whisper in his ear “yes, it can go one of several ways”.  I look him in the eyes, laugh an pull him fully dressed in the shower with me.  He is so caught off guard by my boldness that I have time to I quickly break open the pink Venus shaver and slip the blade between my teeth. Well? What way do you think it will go tonight?  I think you have figured it out Will, that tonight I am in control.

Blood Moon

Picture me under the blood red moon

I will make your eyes turn yellow

Make your skin turn blue

Tonight is the night everything you heard about a goth comes true. We are children of the night, children of the devil. There is nothing I won’t do normally but tonight it gets worse. Tonight I will be out looking for whatever makes my cunt creamy and hot.

I will get her for you something sweet, young and innocent. Tonight it will be different. Tonight she is mine while I allow you to watch.  Some days I am forced to hide my true self, just like you.  A blood moon brings out all the debauchery people hide away from prying eyes. You know where to find me, just where depravity comes out to play.

Do you smell her fear? Your cock is already out and rock hard. Ah, but she is not for you not tonight. See how my hand covers her small birdlike neck? Yes, I plan to snuff her and no you aren’t going anywhere you pussy. I choke her just enough, then let her catch her breath. Playing with her life while I finger my cunt. My teeth pierce her tender thigh and blood spurts in my mouth. I cum as I feel her life draining from her and in to my mouth. Join me?

Valentine’s Day Red

I Gave you Blood, blood gallons of the stuff

I gave you all you can drink but it has never been enough

I gave you blood, blood, blood

I am the kind of human wreckage that you love love love

What could be more perfect as my period for Valentine’s Day?  Red, thick, copper smelling blood dripping from my beautiful Cunt. You get home from running my errands and you see the trail of droplets leading from the bathroom to the bedroom.  Your heart skips a beat and your cock tries to stiffen even in your chastity device. You know it hurts so good, don’t you bitch boi?

You get on your knees and crawl to me following the trail of blood splatter. Your tongue is savoring every single drop. After all, it is but once a month you get to taste my precious fluid.  I am laying on the bed waiting.  I am horny and my dildo is covered in blood. You go to lick it but I slap your face. You did not beg me to allow you such a treat.  You beg, and plead and in your excitement the chastity device pierces the head of your surprisingly large cock. You lick every drop off my dildo slowly not to miss a drop. I am tired now and ready to get some sleep. You stick your tongue in my bloody red hole where you will be my human Tampax till morning.

My world of sweet pain

Sex without pain is like food without taste

Marquis de Sade

I have a fantasy I would like to share. Would I actually do it? Well, it would leave marks on my pale soft skin, but then the experience would leave me in a trace, a sexual haze that I imagine nothing else could. Now let me make it clear that the flogger I would want used is not a toy, It is a real leather, one that stings, burns and rips the flesh. Blood spurting from the lash marks before he was done would be the ultimate high. Listen carefully as I may never let anyone in such a private space that is my mind again.

I am wearing a white wedding night gown. It is tulle, see through and has a corset attached.  I am barefoot and walking through the mist. Perhaps I have had something slipped in my drink, I do not know as these details are minor. I walk into an old huge house, it is dark and candles light the way. I know where I am it all comes to me, it is a place our nightmares were made of as kids. A place that has long since been torn down. I am at the house on Toddville road. Look it up my pets, it makes an exciting read.

I stop dead in my tracks as a smell comes to me, copper smelling like blood mingled with old incense. It makes me want to fuck.  I hear a clanking sound as shackles drop down from the ceiling and wrap around my pale thin wrists. I can barely breath, I shudder with excitement and dread. I dare not turn around as I am afraid the dream will end, I am afraid I will wake up from this bliss. I hear it whistle through the air and the first blow of the flogger hits my back. It stings, and I want more. He goes fast and hard whipping me into a sexual frenzy. I can feel the night gown being whipped from my back as it tears and falls around me. I bite my lip hard, drawing blood as each blow causes more damage to my silky skin. I am in a complete trance like state as he stops whipping me and is right behind me.  I feel this hot tongue on my back, licking at the dripping blood. He pulls my hair whipping my head back. He laughs at how wet I am, as his hands now go around my necks. He slowly, painfully slides his cock into my hot wet cunt. He pounds me hard as he chokes me then stops so I can breath. He is still licking the blood from my torn back. He cums fast and hard as I scream in lust, pain and disbelief. I pass out and find myself days later in my bed.

I cum to this fantasy night after night. Would you like to make it come true? Call me and take me to a place where your most deviant thoughts come true.

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