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Scream For Me Bitch

   

malaya  You need it dark , violent, satanic and out right sick: and at those times, only Moi will do. I am not some sweet submissive type goth chick looking for her goth boi. I am dark, I am the night terrors you had as a child that never went away. I don’t seek love, I seek total submission and the sounds of screams echoing through my basement. My shiny collection of knives and swords aren’t just for show, they are for torture and blood splatter.

You asked to play in my world, silly boy don’t you know that is like calling for the Cenobites from their sadomasochistic underworld. “Come To Mommy” she wants to play with you. I need to show you the strange excitement of coming while expiring like sour milk. You don’t want to disappoint me now, do you?

Written By: Malaya Maxx
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You Can’t Escape me

 Oh Danny, how hivy10ard you tried to stay away from me. You went to church, you read your bible and you decided to wait till marriage and only fuck to procreate. My jaw actually hurts from laughing so fucking much. What the actual fuck did you think was going to happen. Maybe the rapture. ROTFLMFAO!!

I am an evil goth bitch and once I get my blood red claws on you there is no escaping. I went on with the business off fucking men up while you YAWNS, tried to be a good boy. Now you are back craving me and my heathen ways.

          What shall I do with you Danny? Shall I make you use your precious bible as a toilet?  Maybe I should make you fuck one of your sweet girls from your church on the altar or in the confessional. We have wine, we have “the body of Christ” and now I have you!!

 Sin with Goth girl Ivy

      

After Hours With Maleficent Malaya

 

         A few of my callers will ask why I leave around midnight amal4s I am clearly an after hours girl. After playing deviant games with you fuckers I have other even more depraved plans for my night. You won’t see me getting into bed, anyone’s bed till the sun comes up.

       If you are wondering just how someone gets me into bed, they must have something I crave or need. My fuck buddies are musicians, artists, and men I can stomp on to climb the ladder going down to hell. You? I don’t know what can you do for me. Nothing? Then fuck off you are in the never will touch my beautiful body category. 

       Tonight I am off to a combination Burlesque and sex show. The main show is first then if you didn’t pay a small fortune you are gone.  Go find yourself a cheap crack head whore, if you can get it up again.  Loser!  Unless, of course, you are willing to submit to every and anything I demand. Later bitches.

                           Malayamax@aol.com

 

Shoot your load all over the open bible

       Looks like Danny has an Ivy addiction and it is making him do veryivy4-4

 

irreverent and impious acts. It doesn’t really matter where you sin, it is just the fact you are sinning. I invite Danny over with promises of a wholesome night of  gaming. WTAF Danny? Do you actually believe I would do anything pure and sweet?

He arrives at my house to find me in a black hooded robe and nothing more. My den is dark with candles and a bible open on the floor.  I make Danny get down on his knees with the bible open to this page…  

19 The acts of the flesh are obvious: sexual immorality, impurity and debauchery;
20 idolatry and witchcraft; hatred, discord, jealousy, fits of rage, selfish ambition, dissensions, factions
21 and envy; drunkenness, orgies, and the like. I warn you, as I did before, that those who live like this will not inherit the kingdom of God.

I laugh as Danny looks guilty, scared and mortified.”Do you believe any of this goddamned shit”, I ask Danny. He is mumbling something and my robe falls open. He can’t help but stare at my beautiful cold, pale skin and his cock is already hard. I demand he takes out his cock and stroke it while I read the bible verse over and over first in whisper then in chanting. 

He is begging me to stop, to let him leave but I put the bible under his hard cock and demand he stroke for Mother Mary The Cunt Of Babylon. His face is flushed and his balls are hard and full of jizz. Do it Danny, do it cum all over the goddamned fucking bible

Goth Girl Ivy 

Let Me Take You To Hell

    I stick out my tongue taking the white wafer into my mouth as I look at the Priest who has my cunt juice all over his face. He begins to shake and in his head is begging God to forgive his pathetic ass. I quietly say “God?  There is no fucking god”. He wonders if anyone else heard me. He is trying hard to concentrate but he has visions of me riding the crucifix as he jerks off  all over a statue of Virgin Mary. 

As I tell you the story you are disgusted yet excited as your dick doesn’t lie. You are a good Catholic boy and I always fucked with your head when we were in Catholic school together. You go with me into the huge quiet church because you would do anything I ask of you…ANYTHING!  I find the super sweet red wine..the fucking blood of Christ as it is called. I take a big gulp and snort some coke off Mother Mary. You start to leave feeling conflicted and tormented.

I block your way making you watch me deepthroat a huge crucifix. Your dick is rock hard and you can’t control your blasphemous feelings. Soon your big dick is out and your are feverishly stroking it as I shove the crucifix in my ass and another in my inked, bald cunt.   You cum hard all over the altar and you are ashamed. I laugh at you and drag you into a confessional where I fuck your brains out. 

                                 Sin With Ivy

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Leave Their Bodies For The Rats

How you love Summer and I fucking hate it. Heat and  sun makes one unhappy goth girl. You come over to try and  get me to go hunting with you but let’s face it you NEED me  to do it for you. You plead for a while and when all else  fails  you bring out the meth. I do a few lines and I am  beginning  to get in the mood for a hunt but it is dark and  the victims  are all home snuggled in bed.

It doesn’t take long before I have a plan. We can go to  Needle Park where some of the jinkie bitches will have the  little ones with them. I know you prefer them fresh but well  you are desperate and I need to hear cries of pain. We drive  over there and see a few victims huddled together trying  not to see what is going on around them.

You are in luck it seems as the toys are all blonde and  in tiny worn shorts. Thing is their lives suck and they would  be better off fucking dead. We carry the three off with no  one even noticing. Once we get them home we explain just  what is going to happen to them. Too fucking funny, they  are each trying to throw the other under the bus. I slap one  so hard it shuts the other two up.

Now it is playtime! I do another line and watch you tie them up and strip them down. You fuck one at a time making the others watch. Once the first blonde has “expired” you toss her on the floor since the rats in this abandoned building can smell the blood. It is kind of gross to watch, but then again I love twisted, sick things most would hurl at. This is making me hungry but I only like fresh, clean blood and they looked tainted from the start. “Goddess” you beg “I need more little fucktoys”. The sun is up and I am ready for some sleep. We leave the bodies to the rats and you take me home.

Goth Girl Ivy

Sex, Blood And Ivy

I love blood, the way it smells like copper, sticky and sweet. Only problem is a chick just can’t walk around biting people till they bleed. Can she? Plus that would never be enough blood to roll around, drink and fuck in. My lover got a job at hospital and brings home blood packets for him and I since I got him completely fucking addicted.

Last night I wanted to do some blood art so I laid a huge canvas on the floor. He cut off my clothes quickly leaving wonderful bloody trails on my pale skin. I was so fucking excited but I expertly  cut of his clothes licking the bloody trails as I went. Then I cut my tongue for a hot,sweet, sticky bloody kiss. We hung up the blood bags and used pins to make holes so they would drip slowly as we fucked.

I was in the mood for some sweet pain as well. With my pale hands against the wall and my firm ass out he whipped me hard till my back and ass began to spurt blood. His hungry mouth drank my blood as quick as it squirted out.  The succubus was coming out of me from that whipping so I quickly turned around and with my hand around his neck, threw him on his back.

We kissed enjoying the mixtures of blood and I reached up and cut open all the bags of blood. Drenched in blood I started to ride him digging my long claw like fingernails into his strong, slippery sweaty chest. I rode him till we both screamed in animal lust.

Blood Driven Vampire Ivy

AJ Wants To Get Knocked Up By A Vampire

All my friends know two crazy things about me and that is I want to get knocked up and I believe in Vampires. *Giggles* it is true though! What they don’t know is that I want to get knocked up by a vampire. Vampires are so sexy plus I love to be bitten and bite back. Thing is where do you meet a Vampire? Well I had an idea and a totally good one. I would place an ad on Backpage saying…Barely Legal Teen seeks The Vampire Lestat.

So, I placed the ad and my phone began ringing really fast. Maybe I should not of given my personal phone number?  *Oops* There were boys, men and girl vampires all wanting to meet little ole me. I do love girls, but well they can’t impregnate me. I went on several dates and began to realise that a real vamper wouldn’t answer an ad. *Giggles, dang* I did give lots of blowies to hot men and got my hot teen pussy licked so fucking good.  No fucking though because I hate rubbers and I am saving myself for a Vampire!

Every night I finger my creamy little fuck hole just thinking what it would be like. During class I would cover my lap with a book and slide my fingers over my clit looking at my art teacher and wondering if he was one. Well, he is pale and has piercing vampire eyes. He caught me and announced in front of whole class that I was being naughty and had to stay after class. He told me he caught me and it was very distracting knowing what I was doing and I needed to behave. I told him I had an excuse and asked if he was a Vampire and why I wanted to know.

I knew it!!! My teacher Mr Trent is a vampire, he told me so! He told me to give him my address and leave my window open. See? Only a Vampire would do that and not worry about getting caught.  So last night I went to bed with my window open in a sexy little virginal nightie…ROFLMAO. I was so excited I could hardly sleep knowing I was finally getting what I wanted. Mr Trent slid in my bed behind me and began biting back of my neck. His dick felt so fucking hard against my cute ass and I wanted him so bad. He rolled over on his back and pulled me on top of him. We kissed and he bite, licked and sucked my tender teen skin till I thought I die if I didn’t fuck him soon. I guided his hard, thick cock inside of me and he grabbed my ass. I bounced up and down taking every inch of him in my tight bald hole. He said he was fixing to cum and I needed to get off of him since he wasn’t using protection. I pressed down on his chest, looked him in his eyes and said “NO”, I want your baby batter. Oh, shoot, I forgot to tell him that part. He couldn’t hold back any longer and he drained his big ball inside my pussy. I was feeling pretty good about things, I mean I got Vampire jizz inside of my tummy. Then he busted my bubble, he said he wasn’t really a Vampire and he did it so he could finally fuck my cute little ass. Do I really believe in Vampires or did I just want to fuck Mr Trent and get his baby batter. *Giggles* maybe I did or maybe I didn’t!

Bratty Teen AJ

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