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It’s Almost Here, Bitches

        Ever since I was a little girl, I loved Halloween.  That was the only time I could be truly me. My parents always had issues with my costumes. I began keeping them, wearing them to school under my boring clothes.  I loved leather, and pvc, and especially the color black.

The Halloween I turned 12, I added some handcuffs, a whip, and a ball gag to my costumes. What they were actually used for, I did not know. All I knew was they were fun, and made me feel things between my legs. 

Then came the magical day when we got our first computer. OMG!! I would rush home to look for hours. The day I found out what all my Halloween gear was for, was monumental. Men like to be whipped? Men like to be castrated? They like their balls hurt? The more I went down the black leather and sex toys wormhole, the more excited I got. 

            Now to the present. Nothing much has changed, except I’m a grown woman now. I love Halloween just as much as when I was a little girl. The difference now is that I know how to use all my toys. I know how to inflict sweet, sweet pain. 

With me, every day is the excitement of Halloween. Remember the mystery? Remember how it felt every time you walked up to a door and knocked? Will it be a treat or a trick?  Come to my door and let’s find out.

 

Written By: Brianna
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Stalk, Stab, Strangle

When I was in school, my English teacher used to give us special assignments where we would follow people. Then we would report on what we think is their life. We would take all the details and write a short story. That was one of the few things I enjoyed in fucking classes. 

Even after I left school, I still would do it on my own. I found I loved stalking people. Sometimes, it would get me so excited I had to fuck myself right after. Overtime, stalking became boring.  I need more to get the sexual rush I craved. 

I began breaking in their homes.  I would steal pills, money, jewelry and such. I would go into their devices and add  and delete things. That was fun for a while, but like all things, I got bored of it. 

When I got bored of that, I began breaking into their homes at night with them asleep. I grabbed a knife from the kitchen, and quietly went up the stairs. They were sleeping soundly. I woke the man up with my hands on his balls. He tried to scream, but can’t. I smile, and stab him several times. His wife is next.

Make sure to lock your doors tonight. Then again, why bother. 

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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A Bit of Poison With Your Pleasure

The men and women in my life try so hard to forget me. The places I take them terrifies them, but it also excites them more than they ever thought possible. For that reason, you must take your Poison with your pleasure.

Your hand is shaking, you say “hello” in this little scared voice. 

You start with questions, way to many fucking questions. I promise you, I will make you use a ball gag if you don’t shut it with the annoying questions.  

Now you are doing all the tiresome things men do when they don’t want to be honest with me. Nothing is too extreme or violent for me. You cannot shock me, you never could. You like them young? Silly, stupid man. So do I. 

After our call, you might try to forget me. You can’t, can you? Be brave for once, take what it is you crave. 

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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Sticks And Stones

Aren’t you just the cutest fucking man. How fucking small are you?  I could pick you up and toss you like a rag doll. It excites you to see how tiny you are standing next to me.

You glance at my strong, muscular thighs and wonder if they could pop your head like a pimple. The sexy things I could do to those frail bones of yours. The veins in your tiny neck are sticking out so much, I could hit them tossing my knife. 

I wonder if you would pass out from the pain before I snapped all your frail bones. Let’s fucking find out.

  I take your hand in mine and bend it back till bones snap. Then I take you hip in my hand and standing behind you I snap your hip bone. It’s okay, I can hold up your tiny little body. Of course, it’s more rewarding watching you fall to the hard floor. 

    My favorite part is his tiny feet. The pain I can inflict on those is unbelievably exciting. With him on the ground, I begin jumping up and down on his thin chest.  Sexy!  I just love the sound of breaking, and splintering bones. 

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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Perfectly Evil

Tell me what you would do for me? I know that I would do fucking nothing for you unless I had something to gain. I watched Penny Dreadful last night and got fucking hot and wet watching a lovely woman choke a man to death as she rode him. Well I can’t say you would be lucky enough to get my pussy while I choked you.

The more he thrashed around, the more excited I got. Her beautiful pale, cold powerful hand taking his life as she came all over his worthless cock. I don’t look that strong, do I? You would be surprised what I do in a wild sexual frenzy.

If you don’t want to be snuffed out while I ride you, letting you in my tight, silky pussy, then bring me a present. Something sweet, fresh and fuckable. What do you get in return? Nothing but my scorn for being too much of a little cunt to let me abuse you. My sissy boi’s would do anything for me.  Are you really a sissy boi in hiding. Call me so we can figure that out.

Perfectly Evil Malaya

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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What is Useless, Swollen, and Blue, and Purple All Over?

  I know just what your tired and sick of it all wife wants for Christmas. She has been my closest friend since grade school and I intend to give her exactly what she wants.  Of course, I will need a little bit of help from you, her husband. 

I invite you over for a few drinks and a chat. You’re so fucking excited. Knowing you, I bet you’re thinking she wants something so hot and sexy like a threesome with me. Oh honey, you couldn’t be so far from the sad truth. 

As soon as you arrive, you mumble something about my tits and the things you would do to them.  You’re every bit the annoying pig your wife says you are. I really must put a stop to this! 

We have a few drinks and I get you to strip for me. You’re rock hard and for a brief second, your cock is tempting but, not today or ever. 

I tell you I want to be super kinky and do it on my massage table covered in plastic. That makes your cock twitch. You eagerly let me put your hands and feet in restraints. 

I strip down to next to nothing, as I watch your eyes go huge. I start to kiss down your chest, down to your stomach. I look up at you and smile. What is that glinting in my teeth?  You feel a sharp implement on your balls and a sudden gush of something warm.  

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Written By: Brianna
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The Spooky Season

The Spooky Season is almost here and you’re hoping that this year will be better. Last year was such a disappointment with the kids all home because of the pandemic. 

You’re so excited planning out the Haunted House you will have for them. You’re already jerking it while you think about all the sexy costumes. Fairies, nurses, Disney Princess, and little vampires. You’re busting with excitement.

I have taught you well, and you’ve procured an old abandoned home. You’ve taken many precautions to avoid any neighbors and hide yourself away as you prepare. If things go as planned, you’ll have a houseful to play with. If things go perfect, you’ll have to destroy all the evidence including the house.

I carefully check your to-do list. Edibles to pass out as typical candy, spiked punch, restraints, candles, floggers, nipple clamps, and some very sharp implements. Looks perfect!

Check with me after Halloween to see just how our little party went!

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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Dark Web

     Your wife and kids are asleep and you’re so fucking bored.  You manage to get on the Dark Web. You can’t believe your eyes. Drugs, sex, and violence. It’s all there for you to step out of your boring comfort zone.

You’re a bit nervous, but some liquid courage helped.  Soon, you’re chatting with people you would never talk to or meet in your sorry real life. 

You begin chatting with me. You say the same tired words.  Goth girls this, Goth girls that. We go into a private chat where your fantasy meets my reality. You give me your address and alarm code. It’s fantasy after all you assume.

I show up at your home around 2 am. I am not alone. We first wake you up, and then your wife. You’re pleading, telling me you really didn’t mean it. Your wife is confused and begins to scream. I shut her up with a punch that breaks her teeth. Then she is awake and lucid enough to worry about the 2 in the next room. 

Be careful what you wish for, daddy!

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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I’ve Got You Under My Skin

     

      When I crave a man, he has to be something fucking special. When I fall, I fall hard.  I met a musician at my last show, and I have decided he is mine to keep.  Tall, rough, hot, rich with ink and piercings.  What’s not to desire. It was fun for awhile. We met in dark alleys, in abandoned houses, bathrooms, and cemeteries.  I eventually do get bored, and you get possessive.  I tried to end it but, you won’t go away. What do I do? 

You invite me to your home. FUCK ME!! Now he is getting domestic on me. He cooks me dinner, and there is no booze or party favors. I give him one last fuck, because he is amazing in bed.  He begins talking about babies. Wait, what? He told me he was snipped. We are so fucking finished. I just leave.

          I get to thinking that even though I no longer want his dick, no one else can either. There is only one solution. I invite him over for drinks and such. He is super relaxed now.  I come behind him, and stick a needle in his neck. He quickly passes out. I remove his cock and balls quickly. I sew him up so he doesn’t bleed out.  I take his blood, bring it to my tattoo artist, and he uses it as ink.  See how romantic I really am? A part of him will be with me forever. 

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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Accomplice Wanted

You are feeling sort of restless, a bit uneasy because you don’t understand the freaky thoughts you have been having. No worries, I’ve dealt with dirty, nasty, violent, twisted thoughts my whole life. I could use a worthy accomplice to come play with me.

First of course, I need to know what your pleasure is? Is it younger girls or boys, is it blood sports, are you thinking about raping your hot but dull neighbor? I have all those dirty fucking thoughts and so much more. Trust me, after a session with me, you’ll never think you’re extreme again.

You still thinking your thoughts and inclinations are still hotter and more violent than mine? Cool! Give me a shout, and prove me wrong.

 

 

Written By: Fetishista Frankie
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