If there is a fucking hell that is the place to be when you die. Life can be a fucking bitch. Imagine hell and all the depravity that goes on. Your sadists, rapists, killers, and on it goes that is where they gather to party. Till then I am going to insure I do everything to have a place at the head of table with the Marquis de Sade with my own little 120 Days Of Sodom.
My job as a phone sex slut makes it easy to work and travel at the same time. Hotels really don’t care about a valid credit card if you pay them enough to shut the fuck up. Today I am where you can get anything you want for a small price. When you look like me the price is as simple as a hand job and I walk away with my “Gift”
The “Gift” is packaged so pretty in yoga pants and a tight little tank top. I know my companion will be thrilled when he sees it. So this is day one of my 120 Days of Sodom. This companion is one who can’t take gore of any kind. He is happy with some face fucking and after he cums I decide the method of disposal. While he sleeps the rest of the wicked I visit my next friend who loves his share of torture and gore. So this brings us to Day 2.
If you are reading this you are as twisted and blood thirsty as I am. Maybe you are just curious to see how far you will take things. Just remember vanilla is for losers and suckers and it is an excellent way to put me to sleep.
Twisted, deviant and depraved Goth Girl Ivy
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