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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.

Poison

I got my nickname when I was twelve. I was the little goth girl who mothers told their kids they couldn’t hang with.  They said I was Poison. Well, with my name it fit perfectly and I was forever Poison Ivy!  Guess what? The mothers hated me but the dads loved me! Fuck did they ever love me, in all positions. I gave them all blow jobs and let me take all my holes till I was around fifteen. That was when I learned the fine art of blackmail.  Now daddies, it is time for all of you to pay and pay and pay!  Some of you I will get whatever I want from financially, some I just will humiliate and torture.  You would not believe the things I make  you do to each other while I watch!  There was one though that I can’t resist.  He is 9 inches long and hot hot hot! He drives an 18 wheeler and takes me with him on long hauls.  We fuck and snort ice the whole way there and back. Sometimes he wants to go back to the days when I was his little goth whore, so I find him one for us to rape. The thought of sweet, young, tender flesh just makes me want to fuck her till she takes her last breath with my hands around her throat. What am I saying here?  Think about it daddies little goth girls grow up, and when we do you are in trouble.  The sweet girl whose cherry you popped is now evil, mean and bloodthirsty.  What will you be to her?   Will you pay her bills, be her slave or her lover.  Let us wait and see.

Dancing With the Devil

I just love Goth Night at my favorite dance club. There is just so many victims to toy with. Tonight I am wearing my black latex corset with the big red cross and matching micro mini. My sissy slave helps me dress and get into my thigh high boots. I always give him a kick with my heels just so he knows not to forget who owns him before I leave. Tonight it will be my glow in the dark blue contacts.  I laugh as they ask if I am a vampire or say “if this is dead, I want to be dead”  I sit at the bar sipping my glass of absinthe looking around for a worthy accomplice to join me in the depravity of the night.  It is a slow night, maybe I will just take someone home on my own. Dana Dark is playing my song so it is time to do my dance of seduction. They stare at me as I move my hips, bat at spider webs that aren’t there and grind down onto the floor.  Sometimes when I dance I am in my own world, but not tonight. Tonight I am looking for my prey. After a bit a man about thirty slips up beside me and starts to dance.  I pretend interest as I dance with him, licking my blood red lips and he stares at me with lust. As I leave the dance floor he follows like a love struck puppy. He asks me my name and I just say come with me outside. I pull out a clove and he lights it like a good boy. I tell him I am bored and the absinthe is dreadful here so I am going home.  I tell him he is welcome if he wants to join me. We get to my house and as he uses the restroom I slip a little something into his drink.  He takes a sip and starts to fall into a quick slumber. With the help of my sissy slave I take him to my basement and hand cuff him to the red velvet couch. As he wakes confused I am standing over him. I am hungry I tell him and you are my dinner.  Now I know what you may be thinking.  Of course, I know I am not a vampire but the taste of blood makes me wet, so very very wet. I take a shiny jewel handled knife and cut off his shirt.  I can smell fear, it excites me more than I can explain. I then take the knife and drag it down his chest to his flat stomach. Interesting how hard his cock looks through his pants. I make a small cut under his navel and slowly trace it with my tongue. I am getting wetter by the minute as I smell his fear, blood and sex.  Do you want to taste me, I ask.  He shakes his head and moans.  I pull up my skirt and push my cunt against his mouth. He licks and tongues me like it is his last taste of pussy. I cum hard all over his face.  What happens next? Well there is always tomorrow night my pets.

What a Bloody mess….Literally! Extreme period Play with Lexi!

Today I woke up to a big bloody mess. I hope you are ready for some extreme phone sex with menstruation play, because my period came in the middle of the night, 2 days early. I guess it may have been pounded out of me by the threesome I had on Wednesday night?  So I have to say, I guess it was worth it!  And it’s certainly handy for doing period worship for all you extreme phone sex lovers who love bloody cunts, but it’s not the nicest thing to wake up to!
So I stripped the sheets and took my bloody panties out to the trash can in my bath robe. I was enjoying a steaming hot shower, and rubbing an orgasm out (it helps with the cramps if you didn’t know) when I heard my dog outside, completely losing his mind. I figured one of the neighborhood dogs was over at the trash can having caught the scent of my panties in the cool morning air. I finished up, put my robe on, and crept to the window to have a peek…
OMG!  It wasn’t a dog at all… well, not the 4 legged kind anyway! There was a guy at the can, who must have seen me make my deposit. He was standing over the trash with my bloody panties in his hand. I watched as he lifted them to his face, sniffed, and then stuck them in his mouth, sucking on them. I had never seen such a thing, right there in the middle of the street! He turned quickly and walked away, disappearing around the corner and down the hill. I bet I will see him again…probably in about a month! lol  Maybe I should put a Post-it note on the next pair with my number on it, inviting him to join me for some menstruation and period play!  If you are into an extreme phone sex fantasies like this call me!

Just Plain White Trash

Now I’m tellin’ you one thing, this dirty girl likes it nasty and hot no doubt about it! So, please do me a favor and bring only your most taboo fantasy’s or fetish. Vanilla shit just doesn’t do it for me, I like to get as nasty as we can on and off the phone. Where I come from it’s just the way it is and until I left home for college I just thought everyone was the same. Truth is out that I am just about the trashiest nymph around and I fuckin own it with a slutty smile. I might be just plain white trash but lucky for me plenty of men adore me for it.

Bottom line, you pick your poison and I guarantee you I will match it with mine. The more kinky the better and I do mean it!

Southern Style Licks, Ashton

Cocktail Time

You love that I’m a sick twisted bitch. My panties get so wet as soon as I answer the phone and hear your voice. After a long stressful day you know I will always make time for you. Giving you that special cocktail that you crave so much. *winks* I always know exactly what you need. Laying you down on your fresh clean sheets it’s time to make a bloody mess. I stand at the edge of your bed stripping down so you can see the blood run down my thighs. I know your thirsty for it. Straddling your face your tongue digging deep in my pussy letting my yummy juices slide down your throat. Making me so dam horny. I want you to drain every hole of mine. Grinding down on your face covering you with my heavy flow. Sucking every drop from my pussy hole. I don’t think you had enough, lifting my ass pulling my cheeks apart filling your mouth with my beautiful warm shit. If your a good boy I’ll finish your cocktail off  with a stream of my hot piss to wash it all down. Drink up dirty boy.

Mistress Koko – Queen of the Night

 I am Mistress Koko, Queen of the night. In my Goth Club, Fangrotica, I hold court every night. Last weekend, while people danced to the Electronica music around us, I caught the eyes of a very handsome man across the room. I could tell that he was used to getting his way, especially where women were concerned. But, he took one look at me sitting on my antique throne, and his jaw dropped. He walked as one mesmerized, across the room and towards my throne. He approached the red carpeted dais, and saw that I was surrounded by boys and girls either sitting or on their knees around me. And before I even had to command him to do so, he dropped slowly to one knee before me. His chest heaved. He appeared breathless. His mouth began to open as to speak, but no words came out. I asked him, “Do you have something you wish to say?” Pantingly, he answered “You are a goddess.” This pleased me, as I had not even been forced to attempt to break him yet. I smiled, and asked him “Do you know what it means to serve a vampire goddess?” I asked, as I gently began to put forth my will upon him. He answered “It means to serve you wholeheartedly: body, mind and soul.” I smiled, “And you wish to do this for me?” I asked him. He nodded yes. “Why,” I asked him, “When it could mean death for you.” He replied “Because goddess, one more minute out of your service, will mean certain death for me.” I was well pleased with his answer, and rose from my throne, beckoning him to follow me behind the red velvet curtain. Once within my inner chambers, I had him strip for me, and I attached a black leather collar and lease to his beautifully bare neck. We spent the night, on my antique four post canopy bed. I held his lease and he licked my pussy like a good little bitch. I could tell you more, but if you want the details, this mistress of the dark commands you to call her.

 

Deadly Innocence

It’s always the innocent looking girls and their murderous teddies that do the worst damage.  This picture makes me laugh. I have this image in my head of this cutie pie angelic girl getting onto her buildings elevator, the guy gives her the once over and smirks.  After all, she is at least 20 years old and she is carrying around a teddy bear for fuck sake, so maybe he says something to her.  Something smart ass, and she just simply smiles at him, perhaps giggling and then all of a sudden cute little teddy bear and teddy slippers go to work, stabbing, slashing, biting, ripping and just making the guy into a bloody mangled mess, all the while plinky elevator music is playing in the background.  Come to think of it, this would be a fucking fantastic role play, I love thinking of myself as a murder doll. *chuckles*

Your Extreme Fetish Queen,

Frankie

Twisted and taboo Valentine 4u

I’m a kinky little bitch that loves nothing more than to be extra wicked with you.  Why not share a taboo fantasy with me tonight the more wicked the better for my juicy cunt.  Maybe you are looking for extreme age play or a dirty accomplice whore to do even your most dirty deed.  I am your twisted slut and I have no limits.  Flowers, candy and all that girly-girl shit just doesn’t quiet do it for me.  I want extreme, perverted, hardcore shit something so bad I have to whisper my twisted thoughts. My tiny girl voice will make your dick ache when you hear just how hardcore I can be. You know you want it why deprive yourself or your stiff cock.  Just beware you will become addicted just like all the others before you.

Hardcore play with tiny Raemi…it’s just what the doctor ordered. At least that is what my Doctor always tells me when my tiny, wet mouth is wrapped around his cock.

XXX

Taboo and nothing less…

Raemi

The Vampire In Me

Not many of you realize just how extreme I am, how I love a challenge.  I’m not your typical moan and groan girl, never have been never will be.  So when a phone sex caller comes along who picques my interest I love it.  This was the case with my vampire caller the other night.  What can I say other then thank you.  He recognized the power I exude, the control I need to have, and how I hunger for your blood.  I don’t speak to many of you about my vampire kink because quite honestly I know you’re a bunch of fucking cowards who couldn’t handle a hot, sexy temptress like myself latching onto their neck and draining them.  Brett though, he’s different.  Not only does he welcome the idea but he practically begs for it.  I fed on him like I haven’t feasted in so long and it felt incredible.  Are you truly into vampire phone sex too or are you afraid of the complete control that I would have over your worthless, weak body and mind.

Malaya