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Castration phone sex with Ivy

He came to me for help. He had sick fantasies about his daughters unblemished bald pussy. He thought about how tight and how fast he would blow his load inside of her super tight little pussy constantly. As the bishop of his ward you can understand why this is such a difficult thing to handle. He needed to have the thought of his daughter’s tight little bald pink pussy tortured out of his mind. He needed to repent and start the New Year out as a clean and holy man.

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My evil cunt was dripping as I tied him up. I added in a few bondage rope art knots that would keep him tied down, but look enticing. I wanted him to watch everything I was going to his filthy perverted balls. I personally think he should have indulged himself once but it makes my cunt drip knowing he is always and forever going to want his daughter’s pussy. This isn’t going to fix him, but it’s going to fill me with so much joy! I forced his cock to be rock hard. I tied it up nice and tight to make sure he was going to stay hard throughout his treatment. I stretched his balls and started cutting with my rusty dirty kitchen scissors.

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He screamed and thrashed as I forced the dull rusted scissors to tear into his ball sack. His cock started to go soft on me. I couldn’t have that. He was going to cum for me, well I wonder what come out of a dick if you have no balls? I have my cast iron skillet on low with some Truffle oil warming up and seasoning the pan for my snack. His balls are going to tastes so fucking good with some garlic, shallots and rosemary. As my skillet slowly heats, I am going to take my time slowly cutting his balls off.

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We’ll sing a slaying song tonight!

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I threw the absolute best Christmas party this year. Of course, my idea of a Christmas party is a little bit different than most people. For this year’s festivities, I decided to put on some sexy clothes and go hunting down at a local frat-boy bar. They are all dumb and will fall for anything with a set of tits and a pussy. I found exactly what I was looking for. A group of guys celebrating Christmas break by killing as many brain cells as they can. After a few rounds of shots and a little flirting, I lured them back to my house. They all piled in thinking they were going to have a great time pulling a train on me, boy were they wrong. I distracted them with more booze while I moved on to step 2. Discreetly locking doors and slipping in to the bathroom to grab some nighty-night pills. I came back out to the living room where I told the boys to wait for me while I went and made us a round of shots to get the party started. I pour each of them a shot with a little something extra and stripped down to stockings, stilettos, a thong, and finger-less gloves. They all took their shots like good little boys not suspecting a thing. When they woke up they were bound and gagged in two columns of four each. I took the liberty of putting butt-plug tails and antlers on all of them. What could be better than singing Christmas carols while whipping all of Santa’s reindeer in to shape? Me and the boys truly sang a slaying song that night. And what better way to end a hunting trip than with a trip to the slaughter house? I usually just call it my basement. Give me a call if you want to go caroling with me!

Feliz Navidad, Bitch.

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I was in the mood for something ethnic. Something spicy. Something that wasn’t on the menu. I’ve had the dark meat and the light meat. I’ve had my eye on this cute little Latina that works at the hole in the wall taco shop down the street. I couldn’t help but notice her just about every time that I go in for a couple tacos. She is the perfect little Mexican. Perky tits, nice round ass, and she has that sweet little subservient attitude that most true Latin women have. Just the thought of her screaming in agony begging me to stop made me drip. I planned it out carefully. I found that she generally worked Thursday nights, and had Friday and Saturday off. I had been able to figure out that she is a single mom that lives by herself, no one would miss her for at least a couple days. I went in late Thursday night, just before closing time and ordered two of the oh-so-delicious carnitas tacos that they sell and a small horchata. She smiled at me with her cute innocent smile. I could see the emptiness in her eyes. She knew she was going home to an empty apartment and a crying little one. I mentioned that through my visits to get tacos that I overheard she was a single mom. I offered her my condolences, pretending to sympathize with her situation. “Feliz Navidad” I asked her if she was ready for Christmas.

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With a heavy accent, she explained to me that she was here because of a man that knocked her up and bailed, all of her family is still in Mexico and she is doing what she can just to provide for herself and her Little one. Perfect. I insist that she come spend an evening with me so we could celebrate the holidays together. I saw a little flicker of hope in her eyes, maybe she felt like she finally wasn’t all alone. She was just like the Indian woman I helped a few year back, “Khushal borit natala” She accepted my request Just like the Indian woman. After she told me that she was off the next two days I talked her in to coming over that night, bringing her young one, I would provide the tequila and cheesy holiday movies. Perfect. Soon I would have this hot little piece of Mexican ass all for myself. After a ruffied screwdriver she was all mine. I stripped her naked, admiring her perky nipples and perfect little pussy. I knew I had two days to play with her. I decided to lay out all of my fun toys in front of her so she could see all the fun we would have. I waited in anticipation for her to wake up and see the giant butt plug, pairing knife, vice grips, and blow torch set out in front of her. I was going to make this a Christmas she would never forget. Last year I played with a sweet African mommy who begged me to let her go ” Geseënde Kersfees” as I gave her a kiss and made her watch me eat her little one! Give me a call if you want to hear about all the fun we had. Oh, did I mention that there was a little ball of whiney dessert named Juanita waiting for me in the other room?

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Dirty white devil whore

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As he was choking me and plowing his dark brown sand nigger cock into my pussy he was telling me I was a dirty white devil. This was not his holiday to celebrate. He wasn’t going to wish me a merry any fucking thing. Instead he was going to ruin my Christmas and  my pussy. He was going to fuck me till my white devil pussy was fiery red and swollen! Like a Infidel Whore should be fucked. I was begging him to let me go, begging him to spare my life. I had so much more to live for. He began to praise Allah as he was brutally fucking my asshole. His knife was digging into my throat as he fucked me. Forcing me to take every inch of his sand nigger cock! Teaching me a lesson for being a dirty white devil whore! I had been tempting him for weeks, he said he has seen every sign. He said I forced him to take such measures.. “This is all your fault white devil.” he whispered in my ear as he slit my throat and came inside of my asshole.

Blood, tears and blasphemy sex

blasphemy sexBlood, tears and blasphemy sex, what more could you possibly need? Well down here in my special church you will see a whole lot of all of those things and more! You see, I don’t believe in your worthless god, why worship some asshole that limits every fucking thing you do? You should worship ME instead, I will be the Goddess of blood and you will kill to please me. Come to my bone church and see the sacrifice I have waiting for you, she is young and firm and we will have so much fun tearing her to pieces before we fuck on her lifeless body. Smear her innocent blood on my naked body while you pray to me, worship me the way you used to worship your old worthless god, dedicate your life to me… at least I am honest about my cruelty!

Gangbang Rape Fantasy

taboo phone sexAs usual, I am having a rape fantasy. In this one; however, I am in gangbang rape fantasy. A bunch of bikers are having a party in a park and I happen to walk by when things were going strong. I am grabbed by several of them and dragged to a picnic table, then stretched out across the table on my back. Someone was holding each arm and both of my legs. One guy took out a pocket knife and cut off my clothes. The bikers were quick to whip their cocks out and put them in my mouth and pussy. Though I knew it was best not to struggle, I did anyway because I do love the fight and excitement it brings. It makes me so fucking wet and my orgasms are out of this fucking world. I was gangbanged, fucked repeatedly while many watched. I lost count at how many times that I came. I loved every fucking second of it.

Blasphemy Sex – The Cultists

I had found the most beautiful old church in the middle of nowhere. I mean, it was like time had forgotten it. I decided to explore it a bit. The wood of the structure was turning gray with age, and when I walked inside, the flooring creaked and cracked. There were boards everywhere, and not a pew to be found. It was like someone had started deconstructing the church for remodeling some time back, and then abandoned all hope.
I thought I heard something, so I stood still and listened. When nothing else came to my ears, I kept moving through the church. I found an altar that still seemed to be in tact at the back of the church, and I set to explore it, but was grabbed from behind! I didn’t even have time to react, my arms and legs were grabbed so quickly. I saw nothing but robed figures. They all wore dark red robes with large hoods that completely covered their faces. They tied me to the altar and started to rip my clothes from my body. Hands massaged over my skin, and I couldn’t hold back the revolted shudder. Their laughter filled my ears, even as I struggled to keep my breathing even and not show any signs of the emotional distress I was feeling.
They bound my hands tightly with some thin cord that cut into me, and I had to bite back the yelp at the yank they issued to make sure it was tight. I knew that my blood was no longer flowing to my hands. They did the same to my ankles, and I had to hold back another yelp of pain. By that point, I was so scared that I was actually trembling, but you’d have never known if they noticed it or not. They worked quickly and methodically.
A bowl and knife were brought out, and they started slicing into me at various points on my body – all of them over vital organs. I felt the blood slowly leaking out of my body from those points as the knife was inserted into my cunt. With a great thrust and then a twist, they managed to separate me from my uterus, and yanked it out. At that point, there was no holding back the screams as I slowly bled out onto the floor.Blasphemy sex

Blasphemy Sex – All Saints Day

Blasphemy sexNovember 1st – The day that the living visit with, and celebrate the lives of, their deceased loved ones and friends. This past All Saints Day, I found myself wandering along outside of a graveyard which just happened to be along the stretch of road I was hitching. There were no cars, it was a secluded cemetery along a stretch of country road that had seen better days. I didn’t see anyone, so imagine my surprise when 3 men walked out from the wooded area at the furthest end of the cemetery, talking and laughing. Well, being cautious, I kept an ear out for them, making sure that I knew where they were, trying to protect myself without appearing to protect myself so as to avoid drawing their attention. It was too late, though; they had seen me, and they were headed my way. I started to slowly increase my pace, but before I knew what was happening, I was being tackled from behind and toted bodily to the mausoleum in the center of the graveyard. Apparently they had used this mausoleum before, as it pushed open easily. They laid my body down on top of the sarcophagus in the center of the mausoleum, and they stripped me down, 2 holding me down while the 3rd removed my clothes. They fucked me in that mausoleum for HOURS. By the time I got to go free, it was well beyond dark, and I felt like the spirits around me were angry.

Blasphemy Sex and Fucking The Dead

My guy and I decided to ride over to the cemetery the other night after getting word from my friend, who was a Funeral director. Evidently a prime specimen we needed to see had been placed in a tomb earlier and I have full access as long as I give the Grounds keeper a blow job and he gets to watch. Arriving just after midnight I find the creepy groundskeeper and he leads me to tomb.

I never fucking do jack shit without making sure the deal is good and that means seeing the corpse before blowing fucking Igor. The specimen was fine indeed and my cunt just fucking gushed taking in the rigid cock, as it was beautifully huge! Satisfied on the deal I fulfilled my end letting the creep come on my tits before I mounted my dead friend and started riding that dead cock screaming out blasphemies that please my Lord and Master Satan.

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Ivy’s Haunted Getaway

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We met at a bar and they wanted to really be scared. I took them to the scariest place I knew about! The whole way there I was passing out, drinking more and they were groping me. We got there and I ran into the house! I told them if they wanted me they better come find me unless they were chicken shit! They ran in after me into the dark abandoned house. I was in the upstairs bedroom closet. I heard one of them walk in and I jumped out and scared him. He grabbed me and pushed me up against the wall. I was still drunk and as he kissed me I saw him. He had a mans body but a bloody pigs head on top. I screamed and the mocho college boy pissed himself. I started laughing. I pulled out my knife and sliced his achilles tendon. “We haven’t even started yet you bitch!” I whispered into his ear. I got up and kissed that bloody pigs head and kicked that college bitch in the head. We found his friend soon after. I love being the bait. We put hammered hooks into the tops of their feet and hung them upside down. We tortured them, scarred them, burned them and played with their holes. My pig headed friend fucked me as he sliced their throats. Their blood washed over us. Their tortured souls are never going to leave this place. I love adding more to my own personal haunted house!