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“Black Moon”

Oh the devil is rising with the moon he cries and my blood runs cold
Oh no never was the darkness so black, no light and nowhere to go.

Look at the window my Pets. There is a wickedly evil Black Moon out tonight. Do you feel your mind going places it has never gone before. Do you have thoughts of decadence, defiance and depravity? I know I want to do things to you, things that nightmares are made of. Tonight I crave someone special. I need a victim that can take a lot of CBT and will scream like a bitch for me which is music to my deviant ears.

I have my implements of torture organised and ready to go with me. Tonight just might be the night you meet some as hot as me and actually think you have a real chance of fucking me. Twat, I will take you home and you will be “fucked”. Maybe just not how you imagined. So you tell me you want to keep your cock and balls and can’t take pain. I am always in need of a worthy accomplice.

The Black Moon is calling my name, stirring up twisted emotions causing my blood to boil. Victim? Accomplice? You decide and then call me. Let’s see how much fun we can get into before our souls to straight to fucking hell.

Trick or Treat

I know exactly why you perverts love Halloween. That is the day you give out candy to adorable little angels all dressed up in pink like a Fairy Tale Princess. They come by the dozens one cuter than the next, tiny, fragile and young. They smile at you and say “Trick or treat”, but in your twisted mind you think they say something else.

Your wife thinks you are just so wonderful suggesting every year she go to dinner with friends and you will take care of the passing out of candy. Damn, is she a clueless bitch, or what? When she gets home she is always so happy she gives you your yearly blowjob. I wonder who you imagine is really sucking your cock? There were just so many last year you had to wear loose sweat pants to hide your hardon.

I have a plan asshat loser. Call me to do some hot role-play of your twisted desires and avoid that boner while giving out candy.

Drugs, sex and whatever

What is it you are in the mood for tonight?  Suck me fuck me calls bore the fucking hell out of me. When I say I have no taboos or restrictions I totally mean that. In fact, why not test that theory and try to shock me. No caller has ever been so depraved they shocked me. Those that have tried I just laughed at.

I have been doing a little “go fast” and I am so horny I need a plaything as wicked as me. I know I can make you cum so hard I will leave you drained and addicted.  Can you do the same for me? Can you make my hot, wet creamy goth cunt crave another call with you?

Why not do a few shots or some blow then watch your favorite type of porn and give me a call. No judgments here unless you want a vanilla type call. I will just roll my eyes, do another line and take your money while I find something more interesting. Embrace your  dark side with me Deviant Goth Girl Ivy.

Long Distance Relationships

The only relationships I can real handle are long distance ones. I guess that is one of the reasons I only fuck musicians. They are on the road so much I can keep all my deviant secrets from them. I try to separate anything like a romantic thing from the most twisted sides of me. If you have ever talked to me you could see how this makes perfect sense.

The one I consider a boyfriend is in town maybe 4 times a year and he has earned the right to have a key in case I am not home when he gets here. We have a few agreements like he must never, ever go down to my basement. The door is locked and only I have the key. If someone ever finds themselves down in my basement they will more than likely never see daylight again.

I arrived home around 3 am to see his old classic hearse in my driveway. I had been fucking my step brother all night and had jizz dripping from all my holes.  I called his name but there was no answer. What a dumb fuck my soon to be ex boyfriend Gabe is as he went down to my private area. He was sitting on the floor drinking my best absinthe straight from the bottle. He looked at me shocked and asked me how could I, why would I and why didn’t I give him a chance to bail by telling him the truth.

I calmed him down some kissing him and telling him he has a personal live in New Orleans just like I do here. I also told him now that he knew he had no choice but to join in since that would be the only way I knew he would shut the fuck up. He was staring at my thighs and seemed a bit upset that cum was dripping down my legs. I sat on his face and made him clean all my hot holes. It seemed after a while he was really getting into it. After cuming again and coating his face even more I got off of his face. He was rock hard and begging me to suck his cock. “Don”t worry Gabe, you will get your cock sucked by not by me”, I whispered. It is time to join me in my debauchery or become one of the victims. After a few more swigs off the bottle he agreed to join me.  I went to the cold storage room and unlocked the door. I dragged a sobbing little blonde in a pony tail over to him. “Fuck her face and show me you want to be part of my world, I said with a snarl.  He wasted no time once he saw her flat chest and  pretty little bald pussy.

Do you want to be my partner in crime or my victim?  Choose wisely.

Games we love to play

 Do you remember the day I told you about my rape fantasy?  I know you do and that you stroke off to it over and over again. Here is the thing lover. I am ready to take it to the next level. The public places you meet me and we pretend that we don’t know each other are ever so fucking hot but…………..I want more.  I want you to turn into a wild lustful animal right before my excited eyes.

I want, need and crave to be scared out of my little blonde mind. Maybe I teased you and took it a little too far and never planned it to be more than a rough fuck.  Feeling your hand around my neck as you rip or maybe cut off my clothes is what my depraved mind and body need. I grab a lamp and try to break it over your head but I miss and it breaks on the night stand leaving sharp pieces on the floor. I grab for a broken piece but you are too strong and hold me down. What will you do now? Show me, I need to know who is in charge. No more games, do it now Will.

Your kinky fuck toy, Tiffany

Snuff & Stuff

Let’s delve into your dark side today. A lot of people shy away from this fetish or just pretend they like Snuff but they don’t truly enjoy it like this fucked up bitch! I tend to take it to the extreme because my pussy drips like a river when I get demonic. You know what else makes my cunt gush with pleasure? Crys and screams from innocent victims. I love seeing the fear in their eyes right before they know it’s over. That’s what I fucking love when it comes to Snuff Fantasies because when it is over, there’s no turning back or undoing the unthinkable.

Poor innocent little, lifeless girls. They had so much going for them. It’s a shame it all had to end. Yeah fucking right, I did those bitches a favor. One less dumb ass cunt in the world.

If you want to embark on my killing spree and jerk that sick, perv cock of yours in the process, then call your favorite Snuff Goddess Malaya.

Let’s talk about Snuff and other stuff!

Partner in crime

I need a special kind of accomplice. One that has no fear, morals or values. I totally get why chicks fall for psychotic fuckers in prison.  I guess I am thinking about it more today because I studied serial killers in college. I heard on the news my fucking idol Paul Bernardo is about to marry some lucky bitch. I mean he will never get out of prison for raping and killing those girls but just the thought makes me dripping wet.

His wife at the time even let him rape and kill her own little sister. The man had some heavy fucking charisma.  So here it is fuckers…Do you think you have the balls to entertain me and not flinch at torture, rape and snuff?  Of course I get it is fantasy but hey what I do on my own time is just that. Let’s see if you got what it takes to fuck me or if you are only good to be my sissy bitch.

Deviant Goth Bitch Ivy

The Pit and the Pendulum

There is the rare caller that wants gore, death, torture and torment. Just typing those words has me dripping wet. Normally it is I telling the story of the things I will do to you. I weave a tale of cruel sadism and eventually demise. Just as you die I cum so hard I can barely stop trembling.

Last night was different. The gentleman caller with a deep Southern drawl wanted me to be an accused witch and him the inquisitor. He demanded I undress and lay on the bed on my stomach. I wished more than anything I wasn’t alone so I could be bound.

Before the torture began he fucked my ass deep and hard to the point of blood trickling out. He teased me by licking it up and not letting me have a drop. I am tough and did not break or cry out during all the means of torture he had. Branding, whipping, boiling oil none of it made me cry out. He was clearly done with me and death would have come no matter if I confessed or not. He spread my arms and legs till I heard a slight cracking of my joints. He bound them with leather. He fucked me one more time pulling my hair and biting me till he had a mouthful of my blood. He left and returned what may have been hours later. I listened to him setting something up above me. Knowing what was ahead of me was exciting beyond belief and my body betrayed me one last time as I squirted all over the antique quilt I laid on. The huge circular blade starting moving back and forth getting lower and lower to my back. I would push up if I could, making the sweet pain and blood spurting come sooner.

His deep voice starts to quiver….Ivy I am cumming.  With that he was gone.   If it is gore, torture, depravity, debauchery, sodomy, and any kind of blood play, I am your slut. Want to have hot nightmare’s of things you can’t imagine?  For once in your life, be evil.

Blood Moon

Picture me under the blood red moon

I will make your eyes turn yellow

Make your skin turn blue

Tonight is the night everything you heard about a goth comes true. We are children of the night, children of the devil. There is nothing I won’t do normally but tonight it gets worse. Tonight I will be out looking for whatever makes my cunt creamy and hot.

I will get her for you something sweet, young and innocent. Tonight it will be different. Tonight she is mine while I allow you to watch.  Some days I am forced to hide my true self, just like you.  A blood moon brings out all the debauchery people hide away from prying eyes. You know where to find me, just where depravity comes out to play.

Do you smell her fear? Your cock is already out and rock hard. Ah, but she is not for you not tonight. See how my hand covers her small birdlike neck? Yes, I plan to snuff her and no you aren’t going anywhere you pussy. I choke her just enough, then let her catch her breath. Playing with her life while I finger my cunt. My teeth pierce her tender thigh and blood spurts in my mouth. I cum as I feel her life draining from her and in to my mouth. Join me?

All the little birds

You love going to malls, and grocery stores but most of all parks.  You adore parks because that is where all the little birds flock.  They innocently fly away from their mommy not knowing they are going to get trapped in your net.

I am the devil on your shoulder taunting you to do things you know you should not. I whisper in your ear words for only us to hear. Do it now and be who you are.  You are so misunderstood. No one but me understands what you crave. You are addicted from that one taste and must have your fill.  Only little bitches don’t go after what they want.  You aren’t a bitch are you?

Skin as soft as pure silk, hairless and sweet. That is where your sickest thoughts take you. You are sick, depraved and twisted. You are who you are and I applaud you for admitting your weakness. You do not want to anger your Goddess, your Mistress and your accomplice. Do as I say, be who you are, experience the sensations that you can only get when you obey your Goddess and listen to her words.