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09/07/2020 

Disowned & Removed from HOS & La Mara Family


I had hoped it had not have to come to this, but the said person has been warned numerous times and yet the drama she has brought once again to this kingdom and to this family cannot be ignored.

Chloe La Mara is NO LONGER HOS OR MY DAUGHTER: http://www.fandomain.org/view_profile.php?member_id=2215

I realize she does have other profiles but she has been warned if these mess up again here in the kingdom, then she will be banned completely.

September 6th 2020

Empress Vandella Elizabeth La Mara (Matriarch & Creator of HOS 2006)

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07/27/2020 

Family Tree

Vandella La Mara:


GRANDPARENTS

King David Judah

Queen Bathsheba

PARENTS:

Lord Satan La Mara

Queen Na'amah La Mara

BROTHERS:

Solomon

Asmodeus

Lucifer

Rhomus

Leviathan

Abbadon

Jaxon


SISTERS



Mordratha

Chaleene

Qetesh



AUNTS

Lilith

Eisheth

Mahlat


UNCLES



SONS






DAUGHTERS







GRAND-CHILDREN


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06/09/2020 

My Rules


(1) First off this is a role-play page, so please do not ask for my name or anything leading to ooc. I have come here to write, to have a fantasy land that I enjoy playing in without the worries of the real world. Cyber sex is out of bounds, dont ask for it, you will see yourself deleted from my page if you press this issue. Mature Role-play is also expected here, only 18+, no kids on my page.

(2) Vandella is the daughter of Lord Satan & The Goddess Naamah, and saying this she is a demoness{Succubus/shapeshifter}, which basically means she is not a very nice demon. She has sociopath tendencies, her ancestors also go back to the Bathorys. All types of role-play will happen on this profile, from erotica to blood/gore {Satanic Verse/Graphic Violence}, if you dont like it or not comfortable seeing it, then I advise you to delete me now. There is also incest in the La Mara Family as we are demons, thus our morals are not very in tact.

(Vandella is the ORIGINAL Vandella, The first Vandella on MY SPACE, she was KOH, but left to build The House of Solomon.) There are many lies out there about me, please do not believe everything you read.

(3) Fantasies of all kinds are welcome here, but please do not send me starters with a sexual beginning straight away, I do like to talk about a story line and get to know the other person first. Also I like Multi-Para to Para replies, one lined replies get very boring after a while, so please use youre imagination. Proper English grammar is always a good thing too, I know that we all fuck up occasionally, but try to keep text talk out of role-plays, do not rape the english language in such a way.

(4) When it comes to starters, I am not picky, either I will send one or we can work out a story line first. I will have pre-made ones as well if this is something you would like, please just let me know.

(5) Now Replies; this is a major issue for me at times since my real life can be extremely hectic, I have a family & I work, so at times I just cannot be here. Sometimes I will check in a few times a day, and I do tend to kingdom business as well. If I have not replied for a while, just send me a friendly reminder, but please do not constantly remind me, that is one sure way to get on my fucking nerves.

(6) Vandella has husbands, all of these are open marriages, I have the freedom to do anything I like, as they have as well, jealousy is not something I deal with very well. On saying this though, I will only have children to my husbands.

(7) NO FUCKING DRAMA, NO GODMODING

(8) DO NOT FUCK WITH MY FAMILY OR HOS, yes I know we have a reputation, but that does not mean all of what is said is true. Idiots love to spread rumors, and the haters just love to stir things up from time to time. I have had countless hate profiles and copycat profiles made of me, but you know what they say Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. If you come into this kingdom, then I do expect you to have loyalty and to be able to stand up for youre kingdom, and not to run at the first sign of drama.

(9) House of Solomon Main Page:

(10) I do have Discord & Kik, but I dont use these a lot, but please ask if you wish to be added, its a good back up to have.

(11) Please sign with a favorite quote, lyric, quote or fetish& thank you for reading my rules.

(12) La Mara Group Family Page:

The imagination is the spur of delights all depends upon it, it is the mainspring of everything; now, is it not by means of the imagination one knows joy? Is it not of the imagination that the sharpest pleasures arise? (Marquis De Sade)

HOS TUMBLR PAGE:

Bdsmlr: https://houseofsolomonxxx.bdsmlr.com/

Pillowfort: https://www.pillowfort.social/HOS

My Discord: demonicbitchx#4540


Main HOS PAGE:http://www.fandomain.org/view_profile.php?member_id=12620

November 2019: There are many out there that have spoken of their hate of Me and of HOS, PLEASE do not believe all you read, come to me and ask about this.




The only thing more frustrating than slanderers is those foolish enough to listen to them. Criss Jami

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06/09/2020 

PLACES OF INTEREST IN HOS

DarkMoor {Columbia}
Zendikar {Saudi Arabia} Djinn
The Summer Isles {Africa}
Empire of The Damned {Italy}
Pagan pleasure in The Sacred Grove {Germany}
The Stormlands {USA}
Kingdom of Babylon (Feast) Babylonia
Isle of The Dead {Greece}  Greek Mythlogy
Hokuto Forest {Japan}
Kilverstone Asylum {USA} Ohio
Valley of Eden {Israel}
Return to Wonderland/Fairytale Realm {Scotland}
Nine Realms of HELL {Jordan}
 The Demon Abyss (Had to change name) HELL
Brethren of the Coast {Bahamas}  Pirate
The Gatehouse {USA} Colorado  Military
Mayfair Coven {New Orleans}
Solomon Temple: Page to be made {Israel}
The Land of Moriah (Mount Moriah,  site of Solomons Temple)Mount Tabor {Israel}
Mountains of Ramon {Israel}
Aman: Home of the Elves {Germany}
Arda : Lord of the rings land {New Zealand}Lands of Enchantment {Ireland}  Mythical
Field of Dreams {USA a place where there is no sun, only darkness}
Magical Cave {Denmark}
Goblin Forest {Enlgand}
Sirens Lake {Greece}
The Black Forest [Germany}
Cathedral of The Gods {Romania}
Rivers of Babylon {Babylonia}
Dragon Blood Forest {Island/Indian Ocean} Yemen
Land of Arkadia {Lycan} Greece
Barathria (Underground Slave Kingdom) USA
Kingdom of Bathory (Romania/Hungary)
Harem Nights (Morocco)
Krossavik Kingdom (Sweden) Norse
The Golden Scarab (Egypt)
The Phoenix Dynasty (Japan/Korea/China etc)
Kingdom of Camelot (England)
Woodlands of Solomon (Israel)
Emerald River (Texas)
The Golden Flower (Japan) Brothel
Earth -616- (Marvel Universe) America
Unholy Fantasies  (Morocco)
House of Taboo (BDSM) New York
House of Uppsala (Viking) Denmark
Gates of Elyzium (Nightclub)  Netherlands
The Sacred Heart Academy (California)
Applewood Twisted Academy (Germany)
Sasanian Empire (Arabia)
Isle of Atlas (Alantis, Greece)
Castle Productions (California) xxx
The Fantasy Apple (Club)  (Colorado)
The Phoenix Dynasty (Asian Mythology) China
Shades of Grey (BDSM Resort) Seattle
Born of The Damned (Seven Deadly Sins) Israel
City of Sardaria (Israel)
Island of Salvation (Jamaica)
Temple of The Gods (Greece)
Temple of The Goddess (Greece)
Playboy/Playgirl Club  (California)
The Foxglove Club (Gotham)
Carnival Carnage (Devils Carnival) Los Angeles
Brothers Circle (Bratva) Russia
Gotham Underground (Gotham)
Village of Sin (Brothel)  England
Circle of The Emerald Serpant (Wicca)  New Orleans
Kingdom of The Iron Falcon (Medieval) England
Halloween Town (Maine)
The Floral Cove (Florida)  Resort

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06/09/2020 

Goddess of Perversity


Lustful bitch from damnation, hell wicked slut
Death bloody orgie thousand virgins cry ecstasy and pain
Forcing the pure to eternal perversion live in sin and evil
Witch of the flame cast a blackened spell of serpent of all Hell
Deceitful wench of darkness
Countess of lust
Sadistic whore
Goddess of perversity
By black light of the moon wholy fetus in ripped from breeding womb
As the blood runs oh, on the pentagram of hate she takes her soul
Raping the horns of the master of torment her loins they burn
A scream of all pleasures from thrusting of evil spreads her lips wide
Deceitful wench of darkness
Countess of lust
Goddess of perversity
Pure hate from her veins flows down her thighs come ride the slut
form circle of damnedd cut deep the knife ritual of pain
Cult witches dance as the virgins slayed in fire
Goddess of perversity preforms the rites of sodomy in Hell

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06/09/2020 

Vandella (Sins) (1)

The life of Vandella Elizabeth La Mara is not an easy one to tell, there has been so much in this immortal life that one does not know exactly where to start. I will try though to explain best I can how this being came to rule a vast Empire and to gain the respect of many that have followed her and that have become her family.

Born on a warm night at the end of October, 'all hallows eve to be exact, she was welcomed by a High Priest and Priestess, along with her mother and father; Lord Satan & The Goddess Queen Naamah. Her birth was a most erotic one, born to the orgasms of her mother, blood and cum both present at her birth, and it was here that Vandella first breathed in the depraved scent of sin, a very unholy birth.

Hell was her place of birth, and for the first sixteen years of her life that is where she resided. Her mother and father were never really together though, she was raised by all her family that were around, her Aunt Lilith, Aunt Mahlat & Aunt Eisheth taking time to be there for Vandella too. Lord Satan though made it his mission though to teach Vandella all there was to know of the Mortal World of Earth, he wanted her to rule a kingdom there, he wanted his sin to spread. The House of Solomon had been around for a while before Vandella took over ruling, her father had control, but upon her sixteenth birthday that all changed, for it was now Vandellas kingdom, to do with as she pleased.

Kingdoms rise and Kingdoms fall, so much comes with ruling such a vast empire. In its beginnings Solomon was a very small place, a few La Maras were scattered around, some of them very close to Vandella. The state of Colorado was where the Castle was built ~the devils causeway` as it was known. Family resided here, some had their own dwellings in the land and mountains around the Castle. In the beginning only Vandella ruled, but in years to come that would change, as siblings would come to have a hand in the kingdom too, which lessened the stress on Vandella. There were betrayals of all kinds, but what family goes through life without such drama, jealousy is a curse and it was rife within the walls of HOS for a long time.

Alliances were also made between other kingdoms, not many of them stand though to this day. Again the success of Solomon brought about jealousy, some wanted to rule their own kingdoms, and most of these failed. Vandellas son Seven would have to be about the only one that went on to establish his own kingdom, and he has done well. KOED was another that was allied to HOS, but lack of communication has seen that alliance fall silent. Vixen Lusts daughter Desdemona still rules KOED, and its a very active kingdom.

So turning back to Hell and Vandellas younger years, it truly was a place of great wonder, and of course Depravity in its finest. Sin is delightful to watch, all of it was embedded on Vandellas young soul, she had no need of anything else. Siblings came and went, unions were formed, her young lust was seen to as well, with all that is Taboo comes the delightful stages of experimentation. Lord Satan was the man to take his daughters Viginity, forever he shall be her Father and her Husband, although no children came from this union.

For every year in Hell there was a ritual to be had, a celebration of the family, these days and nights hold a lot of importance to Vandella. Her mother would often come home for these, a memory Vandella holds dear to her unholy heart. Blood rituals were very common, pledges of kinds were made, worshiping of her father never ceased, the occult was never far from Vandellas mind. Sexual events also took preference in Hell, to be a sinner you needed to let yourself go, give into the power of Lust and all its good fortunes.

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06/09/2020 

My Husbands

Lord Satan:

Emperor Orias:

Emperor Abaddon:

Emperor Leviathan:

Emperor Lucifer:

Emperor Asmodeus:

Emperor Solomon:

Emperor Rhomus:

King Anubis

King Iora:

Count Vlad:

Emperor Jaxon La Mara:  Not Active

King Vladius:

Lord Ansem:

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06/09/2020 

Loyalty Isnt Grey.

Loyalty isnt grey. Its black and white. Youre either loyal completely, or not loyal at all. And people have to understand this. You cant be loyal only when it serves you. -Shamay

In all aspects of life, I see everything as black or white. I like definite categories to define something into, and do not like things that can be loosely interpreted. Luckily for me, loyalty is not something that has much variance. As the quote says above, youre either loyal or you arent loyal. You either emotionally or physically cheat on your partner, or you stay loyal. You either have your best friends back all the time or you dont.

Because loyalty is one of the rare black and white items of life, we should treat it as a black and white item. This means that we should evaluate everyone in our life, and assess who is loyal or not. If someone is not consistently loyal, then we should cut them out. If we have to question if someone is loyal to us or not, then we should cut them out. If we are worried that information told to someone will be used against us in a heated moment, then we should cut them out. Cutting them out doesnt mean that we treat them disrespectfully or spill their secrets to the world, but it does mean that we recognize that they are no longer beneficial to our life.

The people in our life deserve loyalty, and we deserve loyalty in return. We shouldnt have to question telling significant people in our life information in fear that it will be used against us in some shape or form. Loyalty makes up part of the foundation of any healthy relationship, and the desire for complete loyalty is not too much to ask.

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09/25/2015 

Taboo/Roleplay

The Gnostics were a branch of the early Christian church. They were found mostly in the Eastern Mediterranean area. Their beliefs were Christian but also influenced by Greek Mystery Cults as well as other older religions in the area. Their beliefs were varied but a common theme was the monotheistic belief in the supreme female deity, Sophia (Wisdom). Some believed she was the real creator, and as incarnated in Mary, the real mother of Jesus.

There is an ancient document that claims the Gnostics held menstrual blood and semen to be their sacraments. These body fluids were held to be sacred because, it was believed at the time, the fusion of blood and semen creates life. In their worship they held a ritual in which a woman in her time of blood would have intimate relations with a man in front of the congregation. The man would be chosen randomly and she would have sex with him no matter whether he was her father or her brother or her son or anyone else (this is all actually true).

Some people say that this is Orthodox propaganda made up to discredit the Gnostics. I don't think anyone knows for sure though. It may be significant that in the same region, before Christianity, there was the practice of ritual prostitution at temples of Astarte and Baal. It is possible that this practice was transformed into the Gnostic ritual as it was told. I like to think this is true anyway.

When I first read about this ancient sacramental sex, I couldn't help but imagine what this ritual must have been like these early Christians. It fascinates me that something like this might actually have happened at some point in history. I want to know what it was like to actually be a part of it. Here is how I imagine it:

In an old Roman basilica transformed into a Gnostic church, you would see golden mosaics of Sophia and Jesus. Here, a small congregation gathers on Sunday morning. A woman, wearing only a robe walks solemnly to the front altar. Although she is the mother of a now grown man, she is still youthful and vital herself, beautiful and in the full of her life.

One of the church elders casts lots to choose her partner from among the adult men in the congregation. It is believed that the Goddess herself causes the lot to select the man of her choice. On this occasion, the Goddess has chosen the woman's own son. 

The young adult man is led shyly to meet his mother who now sits on the Christian Gnostic altar at the front of the congregation. This is his first time being chosen for the sacrament. The woman smiles at her son, proud to see him step forward to serve the Goddess before the congregation. She is pleased, as his loving mother, to be the one to share in his first sacrament. Being a good Christian man and unmarried, he has never before experienced the pleasures of the flesh with a woman.

The mother lifts her robe before her nervous son and the watching congregation, baring her nakedness before men and Goddess alike. She takes her shy son's hands in hers and guides them to her now naked breasts, leading him to caress her lovely softness. She pulls her son forward although he is shaking with nervousness. He buries his face in his mother's naked bosom and suckles her nipples. There he takes refuge from the silent gaze of the congregation behind him.

The mother lovingly guides her son's head down her naked body to her waiting pube. As he as seen other men in church do, the son kisses his mother's vertical lips between her opened legs. The soft skin of her inner thighs lightly cradles his cheeks. He lovingly kisses the lips that gave birth to him and finally inserts his tongue, licking the blood and juices that flow for him there.

The mother runs her fingers through her son's hair, his face buried in her crotch as if hiding from the watching eyes. She lets him hide that way for awhile, protecting him with a motherly embrace of her legs wrapped around his head. He lovingly licks her deeper and deeper with increasing confidence. Her love for her son is becoming mixed up with another sort of love as she is tickled pleasurably by her son's probing tongue in her wetness.

The mother looks up at the congregation and smiles proudly as her son's tongue discovers her inner secrets. The watching sect members see that the young man has become filled with a strong religious passion as he lovingly licks his mother inside and out. 

They watch solemnly, as the mother begins to display an intense religious ecstasy brought on by the undulations of her son's tongue. Now she holds his head between her hands while tilting her pelvis, guiding her innocent son's tongue to the top of her swollen lips, to her center-point of pleasure.

The congregation begins to sing a hymn as they watch the loving mother and son. The mother sings too, in joy and worship.

Finally, she decides that it is time.

She pulls up on her son, prompting him to stand manly before her and the congregation. She hopes he will be manly in his love and not bring public shame. He stands before her. Her menstrual blood, thinned with her vaginal juices, is smeared wetly around her son's mouth.

Pulling off his tunic he reveals a long aroused member that does not disappoint his mother. Her son's strong healthy body is beautiful and she feels both pride and a shiver of desire seeing him naked before her with his sexuality fully aroused by their public intimacy.

He is excited now and no longer looks shy as he looks down on the sensual nakedness of his very own loving mother. She sees a hungry look in his eyes. He doesn't seem bothered by the crowd anymore and maybe doesn't even notice them now. Never before has he been so completely aroused as he is now by his naked mother's uninhibited sexuality.

Knowing her young adult son is inexperienced, the mother takes her son's long aroused cock in her hand and lovingly guides him into her wet waiting hole. Her son pushes his rock hard penis into his mother, gasping at the sudden pleasure he is experiencing for the first time. The mother also gasps with pleasure as her son powerfully thrusts into her. Such a fine young man her son has gown up to be! Now she hopes he will show the congregation that he is truly a man.

The son does not disappoint his mother. With the brand new pleasure of his first thrust into his mother, the son is hungry for more. He thrusts into his mother again. Again it is pure pleasure and the mother expresses her own pleasure with a moan, looking at her son with eyes of encouragement. He thrusts again and again into his mother. She moans with motherly pleasure at every thrust.

Now he thrusts hard with a rhythm, ramming his rock-hard cock into his mother's pleasure-hole over and over while her motherly moans rise in pitch and volume. The son is egged on by his mother's crescendo of pleasure-sounds. He speeds up and cannot stop. They have forgotten the church around them and think only of each other's bodies, mother and son in sexual bliss together.

The mother is proud of her strong grown-up son as he fucks her hard like a man. She is overwhelmed by sexual delight and motherly pride at the same time. She shouts her son's name as she squeezes and spasms in a climax of pleasure on her son's powerful thrusting cock. He too is caused to cum by his mother's excited sexuality. He fills his mother's sacred opening with his fresh milky cum. The mother is proud to be the vessel of the Goddess and to enact the holy sacrament with her very own beloved son.

The mother and son pant with pleasure as the Gnostic priestess of Sophia steps forward. The priestess gently holds open the mother's labia before the watching congregation as she reverently collects the mixture of cum and menstrual blood that slowly oozes out.

The sacred body fluids are then ritually mixed with a larger vessel of wine, milk and honey. The priestess says a blessing over it. Each member of the congregation comes forward in turn, and kneeling worshipfully before the priestess, takes a sip from the sacramental vessel. The cum-blood-milk-wine sacrament embodies the sacred life giving power of the Goddess Sophia and imbues Her compassion and vitality on the worshipers.

For mother and son, this was a holy and religious moment in their lives. It is a great honor to serve the Goddess in this way. It has also changed their relationship at a very personal level. Their love for each other has a new dimension now. What was felt as tension before is now a relaxed pleasure in each other's company.

Now, whenever the son is with his mother, he relives tactile memories of the deep pleasure experienced on the day they came together. He discovers that he cannot talk to his mother or look at her without his sexual member twitching with a spark of carnal excitement. Always he will remember feel his mother's loving and sensual body against his in the throws of passion.

For the mother too, her love for her son is now deeper than ever before. She treasures the memory of her son's strong passionate love making on the day that she made her son a man. The memory will be with her forever. Now when she looks upon her son, her fondness for him is deeper than ever before. Now her motherly love is steeped in memories of their shared sexual pleasure.

That's how I imagine it might have been. I don't know why the Orthodox priests wanted to end such a beautiful ritual. I think it might have been deeply moving for believers as well as a sweetly enjoyable experience.

Now I wonder if anybody has ever thought of reviving or recreating this historically significant ritual? It could be an interesting project for some graduate student of religion or history. Such a project could help deepen our understanding of early religion. As a bonus, it would be fun too.

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09/17/2015 

The Dungeon

The clock on the wall ticked relentlessly as Vandella walked out from her chambers, time never stood still for no man as the saying went. Her body had been bathed in the oils from times past, the scent of sandalwood fiercely taking over the aroma of the air around her. Dark eyes now turned to the male that was approaching, nodding to him as he bowed his head, then raised to meet his Empress′s eyes, the black hood around his head signified his position in this kingdom and castle. Vandella herself wore a mid-length dress, then a black hooded cloak over the top, tonight was a execution night, the whole kingdom would be in attendance at the main dungeon.


As she walked slowly behind the male she pondered on the past events, the betrayals she had suffered and the dealings she now had to procure. Her husbands had been informed of the proceedings tonight and they would be meeting her at the dungeon. Time they said healed all wounds, for her it would take an eternity to comes to terms what had happened, and her heart felt like it had been shattered into a million pieces, the knives she was still pulling from her back.

The castle doors were now opened as they walked out, family and members had begun to gather in the courtyard, now all making their way to the dungeon, the games were about to begin,and by the end of the night, the traitors heads would be proudly displayed on spikes.

(to be continued)

Part 2:

As Vandella walked inside the dungeon she smelt the stain of death upon her, she loved the feel of it. All of the kingdom were nearly in attendance too, the place was a mess of members and family alike, all talking, all speculating on the ones to be punished here tonight. Smiling she turned back now to the Executioner who had stayed behind her from the castle to the dungeon. "You may go fetch the traitors, bring them to the stage area, all is set for the trials". She then walked over to the husbands that were there, greeted them, then moved on to her family, smiling to each, her eyes though now on the stage. The stage had been set somewhat like an old medieval wooden area, complete with torture devices and block for the executioner to do his work. These traitors had already been tortured, their ragged bodies now paraded up over the area, blood seeping from wounds, one of them looking already to been disemboweled, something was hanging between her legs. Their eyes like distant shadows caught Vandella, pleading with her, their thoughts also echoing in her mind...sorry, sorry, sorry...but that was too late, the deeds had been done, the betrayal was over, this was their end.

Taking a seat she allowed the dungeon to fill up some more, she turned to talk to a few members and family, then took a goblet of wine that was offered, drinking it slowly as the High Priest and Priestess made their appearance. They read from the old script of hell, reciting the laws of the kingdom, then looked out to Vandella, who nodded. They then continued to read out the judgements for each of the three standing, many gasps and murmurs could be heard from the audience, a sadistic smile sitting tightly on Vandella's lips.

1st Traitor: The Saw

2nd Traitor: The Wheel

3rd Traitor: Impaled

(To be continued) 

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