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The Time Has Come

I want you to get naked and go look into the mirror. You see that worthless thing between your legs? It’s time to get rid of it. We both know you never or will ever please a woman in this lifetime with that pathetic little thing. There’s nothing more pleasurable than watching a man cutting is own cock off to serve the woman he loves and worships. If you don’t have the balls (haha) to do it then I will. I’ve castrated before, and I love hearing grown men cry and scream like a little bitch. It gets my cunt wet, and makes the experience even more enjoyable.

Every castration is different. Sometimes I make it hard and fast, and in 2 seconds flat, your cock is in my hands. Then there is times when I like it slow and watch the blood splatter all over my hands with every little deep cut I make.

The time has come to give me what I want. Are you ready to surrender your cock to Lacey James?

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Written By: Lacey James
Call  Lacey @ 1-866-949-4109
Email- AOL/Yahoo: cum4laceyjames

Pound of Flesh For a Peek

Sometimes they just never know what hit them. He has been peeking in my window for days now. No one looks at my smoking body for fucking free. They all eventually pay, even if it is with a pound or two of their flesh.

I invited him in for a chat and a cold drink. Lugging a mans body around unless he is fragile, isn’t the easiest thing to do. I suggested we talk in my spare room, my play room shall we say. Once the drink hit him, he was mine, and yes I spiked it. Again, my size warrants some tricky methods. He passed out and I stripped him. I restrained his arms and legs so he couldn’t move. This is going to be fucking fun! I set up the cameras and let my people know it will be a live feed.

As soon as he woke, he saw the shiny metal blade in my hand. First the bravado, then the disbelief, then the begging. He even began to cry. I was crying too, with laughter that is. I teased him with my knife as I slowly moved it down his body. I was getting so excited, I had to stop for a few and pleasure myself. That gave him a huge hard on. I did consider riding him first, but he really wasn’t my type. My knife went back to slowly making love down his body, so fucking erotic!

Details of how I cut off his balls and dick? Go find it online like the others, or give me a call. You have nothing to lose except maybe your fucking sanity.

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx
Call  Malaya @ 1-866-659-8370
Email: malayamax@aol.com

Fuck Up Their World

You are looking at my pictures, bio, blogs and wondering yet again if I would give you the time of day. I only like certain types of men. I understand how the deviant mind works and I fucking embrace it. Do you think you might be fucked up enough in the head to cum play with me? You have these thoughts, sick and twisted, and you don’t think anyone will understand you. That is why you keep coming back to my page and wondering.

Stop being such a fucking pussy. Are you shy, never done this before? I have many, many times and nothing excites me more than a man who can keep up with me.

I was coming home after a late night , and the little ones were just going to school. I saw one for you, perfect in her innocence. I know you’re a P-daddy. The little birds drive you insane. Let’s plot, lets pick one out, and let’s destroy her little world.

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 Written By: Poison Ivy
Call  Ivy @ 1-866-949-6550
Email-poisonivy4phone@aol.com

Because I Fucking Can

People I know constantly ask me why I do the things I do. Look at me loser. It is because I can. No man or woman can resist me, and that is where they make their first fatal mistake.

There is this adorable little man that I just enjoy terrorizing. He is always at Planet Fitness staring at the girls. It took me a few days to notice it was my legs and arms he was eyeing. Apparently, he loves amazon type chicks with perfectly toned muscles. I decided it was time to use, I mean get to know this man.

I invited him for coffee and beignets at the Empire. My friend owns the cafe, and she puts up the CLOSED sign. Another woman comes from the back and joins us. You have this scared little boy look on your face, but your cock is clearly rock hard. Oh little man, your attraction to muscles on women is going to get you hurt, or broken, but hopefully both! If you are wondering why I am so evil, well it’s because I fucking can!

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx
Call  Malaya @ 1-866-659-8370
Email: malayamax@aol.com

Death To Cupid

    I guess you might expect a cutesy, loving fake holiday blog from me. You should fucking know by now that will never happen. I am an evil, cruel bitch that wants your soul. Think about all the things that terrify you, think about your night terrors and think about the girl you could never have.

While you are planning that romantic date, buying those flowers and fattening candy for you girlfriend; it is me you really want. A wild bitch that would make you think you died and went to fucking hell. Don’t worry you can have me, in MY way. My boot heels stomping you from head to toe, my jizz filled cunt smothering you, in a word…I will break you! Happy fucking VD, I hope all your nightmares come true.

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx
Call  Malaya @ 1-866-659-8370
Email: malayamax@aol.com

Jailbait In A box

He comes over to exchange gifts and sees a huge gift wrapped in pink under my black tree decorated in skulls. I am still getting ready for our special night as it has been awhile since we played together. He is shaking the box, and hears tiny little cries. “Not yet”, I tell him. I suggest we party a little first. I kick the shiny pink box hard to quiet it up. His gift to me is a vintage bottle of D’Argeys, and the ice water and spoon are ready for our first drink. We toast to this special night, and do a bit of my party favors. I am so in the mood, but am also amused knowing his special gift has probably peed herself by now.

He slowly rips off the wrapping paper with his  hands shaking. A little voice cries, “thank you sir, please help me.” For some reason hearing that makes me laugh so hard, I accidentally spit my drink in her sweet little face. For that she gets a hard slap, we do not waste our expensive liquor. I have quickly gone from laughter to excitement.

Travis drags her by her long, blonde hair to the torture room. Her innocent eyes go wide when she sees all the devices around the room. Travis shows her the fuck machine. He takes her tiny hand and puts it around the tip. I whisper in her ear, asking her if she thinks that will fit in her tiny cunt? Travis begins to beg to have her first, before the machine rips apart her virgin hole. Why not? It is the season of fucking giving!

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
Call  Ivy @ 1-866-949-6550
Email-poisonivy4phone@aol.com

 

 

Ivy’s School For Girls

Do you ever want to fuck a total freak? Admit it, goth chicks get your blood boiling. You wonder if all the things you hear are true. Bitch please, I am everything you have heard and much more. My taste for sex if incredibly strong, but I am picky. I truly doubt you would make the cut loser.

So what is it I look for in a fuck buddy? I need someone who is into and ready to play any sick, twisted, depraved games I come up with. If you’re still with me here, then you might have a chance.

I have an insanely brilliant plan, and I am ready to begin. I purchased a rather run down house in the middle of nowhere. The construction crew has been working nonstop for months. I have already taken and accepted 30 applicants. Yes, I am opening up a school for girls. I have accepted sweet docile little waifs and others more like me. I really only have space for half that amount so doing away with some will be the only solution.

You look scared? Are you a sniffling little cunt, or a man I can play with? Well fuck, you figured out very quickly I won’t just tell them their application has been denied. This is the perfect situation for both of us. I get to torture, and you get to rape. Do I have your attention now?

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
Call  Ivy @ 1-866-949-6550
Email-poisonivy4phone@aol.com

 

Doorway To Hell

Every Halloween I do a burlesque show. It is fairly tame before 12 am. I dance, pull the hottest men and women on stage with me, have them do a bit of a sex show. Yes, for moi that is extremely tame. Like every year, once it’s 12 am things begin to transition a bit till 2 am when things get extremely fucking chaotic. The doors are locked, the windows are shuttered, and the REAL fucking fun begins. I find rich, VIP blood to taste the sweetest. I wonder how your blood tastes?

I fly off the stage with the rest of the dancers and pick the meat suits that look and smell the sweetest. Some doors open now to private rooms. Some of the rooms are for torture, and some are to watch the strongest bitches turn the VIP guests into punching bags. We have other rooms, many other rooms, but those are special request. Pick your door, or should I choose it for you? Trust me, you don’t want to know what happens there. Then again, it is Halloween and maybe you do!

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
Call  Malaya @ 1-866-659-8370
Email: malayamax@aol.com

 

 

Fetishista Frankie Phone Sex

  I am called Fetishista Frankie by my friends for a reason. I am into just about any fetish you can imagine. I get bored very easily and need dark fetishes to amuse myself. There is nothing that will shock me. In fact you fuckers, I encourage it. Do something to fucking amuse me. I love it when a man calls me and immediately lists his toys. I am very much into inflicting pain on you. Hearing a man yelp in pain makes my sweet cunt incredibly wet. 

Gather your toys, read my blogs and give me a call. Let’s see if you are worthy.

 

 

Written By: Fetishista Frankie
Call Frankie @ 1-866-949-5818
Email- fetishfrankie@aol.com

 

Malaya’s Little Pipsqueak

I see you looking in my window. You are way too scared to even speak in my fucking presence, so you watch, stalk and worship. I get a twisted little thrill from teasing you. Even if you had me, you wouldn’t know what to do with me.

I put on a little show for you. Once you are completely mesmerized, a stunning amazon friend of mine hits you hard, and knocks you out. Poor wee man. You wake with a horrible headache, and  see three women just like me intently watching you. You’re excited, scared and beg our forgiveness.

We can’t help but laugh at your feeble fucking attempts to escape. You’re barely over 5 feet, so delicate and fragile. We are 8 feet tall with the strongest muscles you’ve ever seen on beautiful women. We demand you bring us drinks totally stripped down. You’re so embarrassed, and begin to beg. We checked your phone for useful information to blackmail you. We read some texts. It seems you are called Pipsqueak. How very fitting you tiny man. As you stare at us, your eyes roam to our muscled dancer legs, our six-pack stomachs and our strong arms. I could crush you like a bug under my stilettos.

Come here little man, it is time to play!

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
Call  Malaya @ 1-866-659-8370
Email: malayamax@aol.com