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Don’t Get The Wrong Idea Bitch

I know I have made it clear I am into pain, snuff and all things absofuckinglutely demented and depraved. I also love getting ink, and piercings and going out and getting wasted, dancing and whatever brings me pleasure …BUT….I do love fucking! Maybe just not with you. ROFLMFAO.

There are several kind of men and women that make my adorable, hot little twat wet and I wonder if that man is sometimes on the end of the phone. Do you look at my pictures and wonder what if you could have someone like me? Fucking doubtful dicksock.  I wonder what your wife would think if she saw you licking your laptop with your wormy dick out?

I know you imagine me riding you with my delicate hand wrapped around your throat. Do you wonder, are you scared, or do you need me to keep going till there is no life left in your worthless body.  Stop wondering and call me as the worst that can happen is I tell you to fuck off and hang up on you or the best thing will be….I don’t know that depends on our chemistry. There was this man last night….well piss off I don’t give anything away.

Maleficent Malaya

Happy St. Drinking Day!

I just love every and any excuse to go out drinking and getting into trouble. The doormen are much more lax and it is easier to get in all the clubs, bars and pubs on St. Paddy’s Day. My friends and I usually go to the raunchier anything goes bars.

This year the weather is terrible, I have a bar full of booze and I am in a really dirty mood. That’s right I will be working drunker than Cooter Brown.  I know once home from the bar you would love to get nasty with a hot red haired teen like me.

Are you waiting for me to pass out so you can take advantage of my sexy little body. Go ahead, and I might just pretend I am really passed out! Maybe you might catch me and a girlfriend playing with eachother’s sweet bald pussys. She tastes so fucking good.

Why not give me a call before or after your celebrations. I promise to be horny and wasted. Just be sure to be wearing green boxer shorts.

Cum fuck a real Irish Teen, xoxo Amanda

Without Repercussions

What if there was a special kind of day? If you know me at all, you can guess what would be legal for 12 hours.  It would be similar to the movie The Purge but my way. Of course, I say make it 24 hours to get out all those feeling that have been building up inside of you driving you mad. Imagine just going out picking up any pretty package you want and doing whatever demented act you were driven to commit.

Are you scared to actually snatch a present off of the shelf? That is where I come in, of course. I am fearless, and being an accomplice is my specialty.  Just keep a few things in mind when it comes to rules and restrictions…there fucking is none!  Since rape is an act of violence and control why stop with just that. I have a blood lust that must be filled. It is either her or perhaps you! Imagine the ease of not having to go in hiding and worry about DNA?

I know your sick urges go way beyond what you have confessed to me. No? That is fine with me as once you go on your way to TRY and snang one without me I will finish the Little’s off in Ivy style. I do wonder if you have the balls to handle taking one on your own?  Ready for some Anarchy with Goth Girl Ivy? Think you can hang?

Goth Girl Ivy, join me or run!

I Have a Boot Fetish

I love stiletto heeled boots more than anything else I wear. I have them in leather, latex and pvc in all different colors. The one thing that is a constant is the heels. Those 8 inch heels make my legs and ass look even more amazing than they already are. I see how men and boys alike stare.

As pretty and hot as they look, they have so many more uses. Ha, you dumb ass fucking loser, I see you are already holding your balls. You guessed these heels were made from grinding into your worthless balls. Do you think covering them and cowering away like a sniffling worm will help you? Not a fucking chance! I get what I want and right now, I want to destroy your worthless balls.

I am laughing so fucking hard now because you assume your balls is the only part of you I will destroy. Why don’t I just leave you with this thought LOSER. My boots work just as good as a strap on and you will be expected to clean those heels and a little ass to mouth when we are done.

Your hot and mean ball buster,

Freaky Frankie

Double Up

Sometimes, there’s just not enough cock. I get a craving to have both of my tight holes filled. I was talking to one of my fuck buddies and mentioned that I really needed a good dp pounding. He moaned a little in the phone and told me he would be over soon. About an hour later, there was a knock at the door, and my fuck buddy came in with a buddy of his own. My body trembled with excitement and I hit my knees to start pulling those cocks out. I slurped on those huge pricks like I was starving. We moved it into my living room. One cock stayed in my mouth as I was bent of the arm of the couch and treated to a proper pussy pounding by the other. I was passed back and forth between them for a little while and then the fun began. They both squeezed those huge dicks into my wet pussy. It was amazing! I came so many times for them before I felt one slip into my ass. Mmmmmm… that was just what I wanted and needed. It was like a race to see who could fuck which hole the hardest and I was the one who reaped the reward. 2 creamed filled holes! Just what I needed.

Ready? Let’s Play A Game

After a much needed night out of drinking, dancing and flirting, I am ready to pick my playmate. A tall handsome man at the bar has been buying me drinks all night but hasn’t said a word. He finally approaches me and asks if I am a domina. I laugh and tell him that I don’t know about that I am just your average girl. What is the fun if he knows from the get go he is prey. I suggest we take the party to my house and he quickly agrees. I am walking distance so we walk and talk about music, books and life.

We get to my house and have a few more drinks and I ask him if he likes games. I could tell by the look on his face that was a surprise but well he agreed. I told him this game is called “Drop the handle”. He says he never heard of that and would I explain the rules. I quietly without ceremony explained to him I would bind his balls and the longer it took him to come the bigger his chances of losing his balls would be. Somehow, I don’t think he quite believed me.

Before long, two of my friends entered the room and helped me restrain him. He still was treating this as a joke, or best case a hot foursome. One of the girls snapped her latex gloves and informed him once his balls were in the band it would be time for his prostate exam. Ah, by the look on his face he seems to be finally getting the rules of our game.

Evil Mistress Brianna

Happy Gratuitous Violence Day

So whatever tomorrow is that fucked up, made up day where people trade gifts of candy and get fatter. There is only one thing I like about a holiday with a lot of red, and that is red is the color of your blood when I slice your veins.

Men who want to please me know what I want as gifts and that is sharp, shiny things. Fuck, where was I going with this? I just got so into a rape scene, I forgot where I was heading. Ah yes, I have heard rumors that there is this man who fits everything I want. He takes girls, turns them into whores with promises of a better life and when they try to leave he threatens their family. He sounds like a fucking blast.

It gets so much better! Once he finds that special chick, she goes straight up the ladder to accomplice. Torture and snuff with a crowd of people who paid a large price watching. Sounds a little like Hostel which is one of my movies to get my hot, little snatch off with.

I was told about several of the spots he frequently visits so I find myself in a quandary when I find him. Do I make it clear I could be the best fucking accomplice he ever had or so I just seduce him, off him and take his place. Some white, a little red and screams always helps me to think. Call me and I might tell you what I decided on. Maybe I will be the one in need of an accomplice.

Ho Ho Ho You Big Fat Fuck

Christmas, whatever. I guess it keeps the annoying brats and mind numbing housewives off the streets. The stores are packed and the big, fat fucks are getting tired and most annoyed with nose running, greedy spawns sitting on their laps. I wonder what goes through their minds when they have a cute tiny ass sitting on them asking for gifts. Too fucking funny. I am waiting for the stores to close and the Santa’s to hit the bars. I can’t say I blame them after the day they had holding back that urge.

I quietly slink into a booth slamming down shots and waiting.  A man still in his stupid red suit approaches me. What comes out of his mouth is just too typical to repeat and I don’t do typical. I let him buy me a few drinks as he gets blasted. I help him out and to my car. I guess even jolly old fat fucks need sex. We get to my house and I help him down the stairs. Yes, I pushed him but help is help so be grateful I say.

When he comes to, he is stripped down and tied spread eagle on an old stained mattress. This is always one of my favorite parts when my prey becomes fully lucid. They are terrified. They might act like it is okay and that I will be sensually having my way but I can smell fear, and I thrive on it.  Then as I tease him with a knife and I tell him a little story about my mother’s dead boyfriend and our first Christmas together. Ah, he is now shaking, begging, crying and telling me he would never do such a thing. Sure, what the fuck ever. I am blood thirsty even more than normal. I guess it is those ugly red suits or maybe just maybe I just like playing with my knife.

Did I castrate him? Of course, I fucking did and then I gave him a choice. He could bleed out or I could take a hot curling iron and close the wound. He is screaming to loud to answer and I see his eyes begin to roll back in his HO HO HO fat ass face. Bu bye Santa!

Evilest of holidays to all. Snuff Queen Malaya

Rag Doll Fag

I was at the mall getting ice cream and this sort of fragile man kept staring at me. I love ice cream, sucking and especially teasing old men. He was staring so hard I was beginning to think he just wanted my sweet treat till I felt my big, black boyfriends hands on my shoulder and figured out what fragile man was looking at. Fucking fag wanted my man. Too fucking funny.

He followed us out to the parking lot and shyly approached us. I don’t really remember what his name was but he said everyone calls him Rag Doll fag because he is was fragile he can be tossed around like a doll.  What the Fuck? I mean I like that but him? Anyways, he began to beg and plead all pathetic that we would pay to suck Anthony’s huge black cock. Anthony said a warm mouth is a warm mouth and he figured fag gave the best fucking head.

He gave me the money and told us he had a cheap hotel up the road. Cool because I kind of get off at the thought of cheap hotels where people just go to fuck. We got there and I made Rag Doll drop his pants as my curiosity got the best of me. Fuck me that thing was little. I swear if he had boobs he’d pass for a bitch. Anthony made him get down on his knees and suck his prick for awhile. I was just sitting in the cum stained chair counting my money when I hear the loud bang. Anthony had picked up the Rag Doll fag, tossed him on the bed and began to pound his ass. When he was done he shoved his thick, veiny black cock into Rag Doll’s mouth to make him clean it. Then we were off to spend our money!

Torrie loves laughing at little pin dicks!! Got one? Call me!

My Brother’s Room

My step brother moved away a long time ago but my mother keeps a room for him with lock on outside of door.  It was like that when I moved and whenever I visit I can see that nothing has changed. I noticed that this time the key was left in the lock. No one seemed to be home, so after all these years, I decided it was fate for me to see.

I opened the door in total shock. The room was clearly being used as a studio to make porn. Toys, sexy lingerie, a huge bed, swings and a fuck machine. My mother had to know as she made sure the room was kept locked till today.  I couldn’t help but look at what he had been doing. Much to my shock, my mom and brother were in a lot of the porn movies.

I heard my mothers car pull up and a lot of drunk laughing when they came in. I had a feeling they were about to fuck each others brains out so I hid in the closet to watch. I know watching my mother and brother fuck is pretty depraved but what the fuck? I swear as she rode his huge, thick cock he turned his head and winked at me.

xoxo Dirty Daphne