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Underground Porn Star Greg

I want to share with you an extremely deviant roleplay I did recently BUT keep in mind I had to fucking avoid, skip, find other words or just outright bleep out shall we say in type many words. Yes, my pets it was that twisted, taboo and dirty.

am the producer for an underground “fetish” porn company that surfaces a little at the AVN porn awards.  My  greatest star was in hiding but sought out due to his great “baby Bird” libido and talents to star in a live show while being filmed making single digit  porn. The scene starts out with him walking into the Suite at the Hotel where Greg was given a free trip to the AVN Awards with VIP status.   He enters and I say surprise and the lights come on and Greg sees me and a dozen other naked women of porn star quality.  I run up and  welcome Greg.  Drugs are flowing freely in the room and another woman grabs his arm while a third shoots him up.  I tell Greg this is meth coke and ecstasy it will make him happy and horny.  He falls back in a chair as he experiences an intense rush.

Greg wakes up  later naked with all the women around him and one sucking his cock. I say ” looks like you have a big cock but its limp as a noodle.”  This drug usually gets everyone hard.  The women work at it awhile and I take his hand and say the hell with it let’s go down to the casinos.  I lead him out naked like all of us and we enter a large elevator.  The women are still rubbing against him and spreading open their pussies. Some laugh” what’s the matter are you gay?” Then the elevator stops and in walk 2 underage teens   all dressed like whores are there.  I tell the baby birds to  unzip their tiny skirts and let them fall  along with their string tops Greg looks at their bald pussies and  budding nipples.  Still his cock does move until the N@@@e year old stand on a platform right in front of him and drop her clothes.  Instantly his cock gets rock hard.  Then you say yes this is our fetish star ladies, Greg  the infamous underground film star!

I could keep going and trust me we did as I took him down a deviant path of depraved sex, drugs and lost innocence. However, why should I give it away here leaving out very key words and details?  So, you get my point and trust me the details are as hot as they are shocking to some. Some of my most depraved callers might even say “Fuck, Poison you really have gone too far”.

Deviant Goth Girl Ivy Takes You To Hell.

Piss Boy

I think I am in fucking love. Well no not really you dumb twat but I am in love with what I can make men do for me. A man called me wanting to partake of my delicious piss so I began to go into the fantasy with him. WAIT! He actually had the cajones to stop me in mid sentence. I was about to hang up till be politely began to explain.

He said since he wasn’t lucky enough to have the real thing he would play in his own piss to show his loyalty.  Loyalty is a must if you want to play with moi. He had some “white” and a lot of booze. Que’ Divertido! Why am I typing in different languages? I have no idea really, maybe I was playing with an innubus last night.

He had a few games another Mistress (yawns) made him play but I had better ones. First, I made him fill a glass with piss and one with whiskey and close his eyes and do sort of a magic trick till he had no idea which was which. Then I made him drink. What I neglected to tell him was either way he would be drinking his stinky piss. Once we played that game for a bit, I made him pour a whole bowl of piss on his head. Can you imagine his piss dripping down his face neck, back and such.

Now at this point, 2 hours had passed and he was coked up and drunk and I had one more evil request.  He wasn’t into ass play or enemas but well you know Puta I am! I had him grab a turkey baster, fill it with his rancid piss and fill his ass with it. I would have stuck around. STFU, no way I wanted to hear that mess. So I left him to his enema.

Deviant Bitch Malaya

Deviant Nurse Malaya

I have always been interested in getting a nursing job, “GAGS!” Really, can you imagine me caring for sick people? There is a very small clinic where I live and I noticed they were hiring. I have no experience in traditional nursing but the physician was so entranced by me he didn’t ask for a resume or certificate. He asked if I could start immediately and I agreed.

Our first patient was in the waiting room or should I say mine as by now Ole Doctor Williams was tied up in the drug supply room. You know, he should have asked me for some proof, maybe a resume..ROFLMFAO. He cried like a sniffling little bitch when I put my knife to his throat and informed him of how things would be. I loaded my purse with drugs, ah lovely drugs and went to check out our patient.

He had this weird leering look when he saw what I was wearing. Not the typical scrubs but I am not your typical Nurse. I took him to Room 3, and he seemed rather confused as it had a gyno table. I told him not to worry and to get in the gown and I would return.  I came back and he was sitting in the gown. I told him to lay down, feet in stirrups and he began to try and leave. No one leaves Nurse Malaya! Fuck this, I yell and stab him with the needle holding a very strong sedative. I get him in stirrups and he wakes up to find he is in leather restraints with a ball gag over his mouth.

Now the twisted fun begins! I explain exactly what I plan on doing with the sharp scalpel in my hand. As he gets more out of the drug induced fog, he sees his wife standing over him. She is laughing and saying his balls are useless and making him a eunuch would be best for all. Now, I said sedative not painkiller. I take off his ball gag as I make the first cut. The screams of pain and terror fill the room. Sweet, sweet music to my ears!!

Deviant Nurse Malaya

I Take What I Want

By now you know I do what I want and take what I want. I never take no for an answer and my control is total and without mercy. Even if you are lucky enough to be someone I fuck, it is still my way always. So what the fuck am I in the mood for tonight?  Well bitch, a little face smothering is in fucking order tonight. I really don’t feel like going home with cum dripping out of my cunt. Yes, I fucked someone and no, it will never be you.

I know the old whore you live with is asleep on the couch in her granny clothes. How the fuck old is your wife anyway? Whatever, you’re stuck with her. I climb in your window and you are doing the usual which is looking at my pictures and blogs. YAWN! Get a life loser. Jizz from some random big cock I fucked is dripping down my firm and pale thighs. You look alarmed but your dick is standing straight up. Why wouldn’t it be as you were looking at moi.

I pull up my micro mini and sit on your face. Clean my twat you bitch, and do it right this time. Did I give you permission to stroke while I smother your face?  After your face looks like a glazed donut and I am squeaky clean…ha, me squeaky clean. I go on my way leaving you to your own devices.

Bitch Malaya

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

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!

Now I Own You

Most men need an accomplice when it comes to unspeakable deeds they can’t do alone.  Here is the thing, once I am involved how long till another finds out. My fucking mom always said that once another person is involved, how can it be a secret.  I hate to admit it but the old bitch is right. I tend to get a little mouthy when I drink and do the drugs of my choice, and I do that a fucking LOT!

You need help, I love money so it works out perfect for me. Just remember, I know everything you did and I keep the proof safe for when I want something.  You look at me and quietly say I helped so I am just as liable. How will you prove it perv? I can lie my way out of any situation, so you are fucked.

You say you want out? Judging from the ruined Littles on the floor it is a tad too late. It was too late the moment you told me of your addiction.  My favorite line in Hell raiser certainly applies to this situation…”Oh, no tears please. It is a waste of good suffering”

You called? I came. Evil Goth Girl Ivy

Little Dead Thing

I get so many deviant requests and for a price I will do it all. A male friend of mine had gone as far as he ever thought he would by almost choking the life out of one of his party favors. That just left him wanting more, and when he wants more I get more. It is a win fucking win situation.

I admit, I teased and pried and got it out of him after a few lines. He didn’t want her to die while fucking her, he wanted her already cold, dead and turning blue. We agreed on a price as I would need someone to procure her for me. The deal was fair as this was one of those I planned on selling the dvd’s to snuff fans. Well fucking technically she was already rat bait.

He met me at one of the locations we shift to and from and there was his victim. Can it really be a victim if she is already dead? I admit, how she died is another story for another time. His cock sprung up the minute he saw her and her bluish skin. There was no wasting time for him, no playing, looking or inspecting. I guess he wasn’t ready YET for the smell of a rotting corpse. I had to calm him down and give him another line as people weren’t going to pay big money for a 2 minute fuck clip of a dead girl.

When he took his first plunge it was deep and fast, his face had the look of a maniac. Quite sexy, if you like maniacs.  My crew was getting worked up more than normal and a needle to each of their mainlines did the trick. Soon we were done and the clean up crew did whatever the fuck it is they do. I do adore my twisted friends.

Bye, Bye balls

I get asked all the time to do modeling and porn. I actually had a fucker try to pay me $30.00 an hour to do a porn and he would be director, producer and stunt cock. Really? How fucking dumb would a bitch have to be to do that? Hey, but I figured he deserved a lesson for thinking I would do it. I fucking agreed and told him the condition was we went with my suggestions…okay demands really but it isn’t words we are going to mince.

I show up at the dumb fucks studio and see implements I know very well, tools of pain and torture. You really have the wrong chick you piece of shit. I see he has a bar and I tell him I would love a drink first, you know to loosen me up. He tells me to fix him one too. This is making things so much easier for me as I slip a pill into his drink.

We talk a bit about how things will go. Oh yeah sure I will be your subbie, sure you can fuck my face. LOSER! Soon he is feeling the effects of the pill and slumps against the couch. The sleep effects don’t work for long but he will be fully awake and completely immobilised soon. I thought about calling over some friends, but Usually I work alone. This way no one opens their dick trap and I get away home free.

He woke up nude with several cut marks as I cut of his clothes and played a bit with my knife. I do love sharp things. I tell him not to worry as he won’t be needing clothes ever again. Now it is time to play. Those stilettos he asked me to wear are right over his balls. I tease him a bit with my heel and then step on them.  He lets out a loud scream. PUSSY!  I look around the room at what he planned to use on my sweet little body. Oh, this is really going to hurt I tell him. He begs, I laugh he begs more and I take the hammer and smash his balls making him count it down. He misses a number, or at least I didn’t hear it through his screams. Looks like we will have to start back at one. This is going to be one hell of a video!!

Ball Busting Malaya

Party Slut

It was a crazy weekend and Rachel had a little too much to drink! I woke up yesterday and could barely remember anything. The entire weekend was a complete blur. I sat up in bed and looked around, confused. “What the fuck did I do?” I slowly stood up and walked over to the mirror to look at my naked body. I was covered in bruises and scratches… and there was a bite mark on one of my tits. I lifted my hands to touch them and they were still very tender. My ass was a little sore as well and I turned to look at the rest of me. I saw more scratches on my back and multiple hand prints across my ass, along with the words “Cum Dump” written in what looked like lip stick, holy fuck! I turned back around and looked at my pussy. It was red and had obviously taken a lot of abuse. I reached down to massage it a little.. and pulled back fingers covered in cum. That’s when I realized that I wasn’t just the life of the party the last couple of days.. I was the entertainment. My phone started buzzing and I walked over to check it. I found dozens of pictures of myself in different positions, taking cock from every angle. The last message I received said, “Expect me at midnight.. I’ll tell you everything.”

To be continued…. 😉