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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

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

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.

Flat Chests and Single Digits

ROFLMFAO! If you are reading this you know exactly what I mean. Holding in the urge, are you? We both know it won’t be for very long. Silky, soft skin with no stubble to irritate your cock and balls. No big boobs hanging and bouncing, just soft, flat and yours!

There is just one small problem. You are too much of a loser to do it yourself. The sweet ones love and trust me and you need my help. How do you come crawling back to me when you said you no longer had the craving? You have it bad and it makes you feel like you are losing your mind.

Just come back to me on your knees and I will help you get the soft little thing in yoga pants. You might have to suck up all the humiliation but you know what you need and only I can help.

Evil Goth Chick Ivy

I DARE YOU

I know you are completely fascinated by goth chicks. In school you were afraid of us but once you got home you would google for goth porn. LOSER! I mean really if your friends only knew what would they think. What you didn’t know was all men lust goth girls, you weren’t alone. Sadly for you lusting and having were two different things.

I might tell you that goth girls aren’t drug using, thrill seeking dominants sluts but well I know I fucking am. You only have one life bitch so live it hard, fast and nasty taking anything you desire.

Just what do you desire?  It would be my pleasure to take you on a path of darkness and depravity. Once you let your desires take over there is no place I won’t take you. Are you into pain, drugs, forced bi, taking the little ones and destroying them?  Once you cum with me to the dark side you will never cum back.

Cum with Poison Ivy, let me Poison your soul!

Sex, Drugs and Ivy

It is finally the weekend bitches and this fucking week has dragged on. I don’t know about you but I need booze, drugs, victims and fucking. I will supply the “party favors” and you supply the rest. Let’s be honest getting victims is just not your speciality. The little ones don’t really trust you but they just are drawn to goth girls like me.

Once I get things settled in my basement you can have a look while I do some shots and snort a few lines. When I come downstairs the victims are crying and you are sitting there stroking your cock. Really dude? Not listening to me can take you places you really don’t want to go.

I will calm the toys down while you go up and have some liquid courage. You come down ready to play and I have things taken care of and in restraints. I do another line and begin to document our little night of debauchery. I was always good with a camera. Now, fuckwad as our agreement you hand me over a new credit card and I hand you over the flashpen.

Twisted Goth Girl Ivy for Deviant Adventures

No Restrictions

It is way too fucking hot for my silky pale skin today. I guess that means you need to go hunting for me. I usually enjoy hunting and the fear in their eyes, but not at the risk of this beautiful skin.  I know you love having the gifts brought to you but you always love hearing about it when we are done so today, YOU do it.

Restrictions? Of course not unless you want a vanilla suck/fuck call then take it elsewhere. I know just what you need so man up loser and fill our shopping list. Make me happy and we will put on a little show before I let you have her to yourself. Twins perhaps?

I am Poison Ivy because you know how harmful it is but you can’t resist the pull of my deviant nature. You try but all it does is leave you with a hand full of jizz when I have far better holes to suggest. Nothing is off limits when you play with me.

Deviant Poison Ivy

Blood Moon Rising

Blood moons in history have always been a big omen for huge changes about to come. When most men see me like this they have such depraved thoughts of the things they would love to do to me. Their big hands pinching my nipples and biting and slapping my pale flesh. They want to use their fingers and cock to push into all my tight silky wet orifices. They want to hold my head pumping my mouth making me gag. Perhaps they would invite friends over to gang bang a goth chick.

Not you though. All you can think of is untying your Goddess so she can be your accomplice  in doing things you don’t dare do on your own. Untie my beautiful pale body and show me your loyalty. Good things come to loyal men who know seeing me like this is a trick. Only a fool would think I could ever be a sub. Your aren’t a fool are you? You know it is I that takes you to the sick and twisted places you crave.

I know what you are, and I know about your perverted longings for little blonde fuck toys. It is I who knows just what age you crave. I am waiting, but not for very long. Soon I will be let free by another sick fuck who knows only I can help him go where his has no choice.

Goddess of Change, Ivy

Another Friday the 13th

This so rocks, another Friday the 13th. What am I up to? After hour plans of course. How about you, I bet you have those thoughts again that you are trying to shut off. Good luck with that because I know what you really want and it won’t be long before you must feed that urge. I can take you special places that accept you for the twisted, perv that we both know you are.

You wish you had the urge for someone like me. My ever changing hair colour, pale skin, hot fetish clothes but fucking truth is you don’t. Maybe a pint sized version of me but well you know Baby Bats are mine!

I will be around till The Witching Hour tonight and then I am gone. Pick your poison and call me so we both can get off. Your depravity is my depravity, your twisted mind I can mold to fit what I demand. Let’s play with a Friday the 13th special.  I am giving 30 minutes for $55.00 tonight as let me help you take advantage of a sweet, little baby bird.

Happy Friday the 13th fuckwads, Evil Bitch Ivy

Cupid’s Revenge

You know I am not always evil but of course that might just be a fucking lie. I despise commercial type holidays but I love gifts so it is kind of a one of those things I deal with. I have an older neighbor that is an asshat but I put up with him because the loser has money and loads of it.

This year I convinced him I had special Cupid Kits I made with my demonic powers. Stupid dicksock actually believed if he purchased a blonde kit and shot the arrow the blonde would do anything he wanted. I suggested he start slow, like ask to see her body and nothing more. We split the cost of kit and everyone was happy. He then purchased several more kits for redheads, raven haired girls,and the most expensive ME. Stupid LOSER TWAT!

There was no amount of money high enough to get my friends to do the things he asked. Mild as they may be, not with him. I however am always full of plans so I put a little pill in the new kits to put him to sleep fast. I told him he must take the pill before the girl comes over and he must be able to hit her ass with the arrow for it to work. I figured he’d either miss, or fall asleep and assume he had fucked them all.

As always it all worked out for me and he asked about other holiday kits. After waking up in bed naked he just assumed he got himself some cunt. My friends and I fucked our “fuck buddies” while he snored just to get the bed messy and have some extra deviant fun for ourselves.

Evil Bitch Ivy