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“There is no art of greater quality, greater beauty or greater design than that of a woman’s body.”
- Master Knox
“Her submission is an exchange of a great many things. Power being one of them. I now have the power of her willingness to eagerly do anything I need her to do to please me. Her power is limitless. She now has the power to make me kill for her. She is safe. Forever. From anything. From anyone.”
- Master Knox
“It is not always tender love and care. Passion is pleasure. Pleasure is pain. I enjoy breaking your body and destroying your mind. Reducing you to a pile of hurt and regret twisted with purpose and intent. So I can rebuild you, over and over again. You will love every second of it.”
- Master Knox
“Polka dots and play things. Toys for my toy. How lovely and fulfilling a sight you are while you shake and shiver from the cold steel of my blade as it brushes against your soft, warm, flawless flesh. Your apprehension and anxious movements are adorable and only serve to further feed my twisted desire to take you and do disgusting things to your body and mind. You’ll be more careful what you wish for from now on, won’t you? I’m going to break you little girl. In the most beautifully evil ways.”
- Master Knox
Adore your blog 🩶
What would your ideal session look like, if you could choose and have anything?
“Thank you. I’m happy anytime my blog is adored. Always an honor and a pleasure. I could peruse yours and return the sentiment potentially but…I don’t know who you are.”
“My ideal session is less specific in particular kink or style of physical use or sexual activity than it is in need of consisting of intangible requirements. What is a nonnegotiable, necessity that must be present for a session to be ideal for me is a mental connection so intense it oozes passion and intimacy and has the feel of being “otherworldly”. When that connection exists it matters not the degree I am fucking or making love or using and abusing her. It doesn’t matter if I am in a mode of primal urge and in need of breeding, BDSM or CNC. It doesn’t matter if the moment is soft and full of traditional D/s, DD/lg, tender and caring Dominance or Master/slave. Whether she be invaluable property or a priceless treasure. Or any combination of those things or other things not mentioned. As long as her mind and spirit are fully engaged and thriving in these moments then the physical aspects are just along for the ride and are a mere extension of the things we cannot see or touch. Everything physical is enhanced by the mental. At that point, the physical part of the session will rely solely on my mood. Maybe it is ideal to fuck her hard in the ass or make her gag on my cock while I stare down at her tear filled eyes as she gasps and struggles to breath. Maybe it is ideal to caress her body and love on her softly as I dig deep in to her trying to fornicate with her at a molecular level. Maybe it is ideal on a great many fronts. If her mind is there, open and willing…the session can be ideal in so many ways physically.”
- Master Knox
Thoughts on cnc? X
“I have dabbled in CNC and have zero issues with it. I enjoyed it anytime that it was the zone of play and am not at all opposed to partaking more. I find it to be incredibly erotic and sexy on its own level and it proved to be an amazing ego boost while providing an unmatched feeling of power of a different caliber.”
“To that I add, be careful who you attempt it with. It can have severe consequences and aftereffects equally as intense as the fun it can bring. Trust who you perform this kink with to the highest degree. Talk about limits and safety BEFORE experimenting in CNC and please, by all means…know your partner!”
- Master Knox
“It is those eyes. The way she looks at me. The way she looks FOR me. Her pupils bleeding with intention and yearning, glazed over with a maddening desperation.
It is that mouth. The way she curls her lips. The way she smirks from ear to ear, the corners of her mouth oozing with need and fervor.
The way she turns me on from the sight of her body wriggling and writhing as she grows in her feelings of pushing temptation towards me. Every movement a tease. Every glance an invitation.
This is where she forces the gentleman from my persona and calls out the uncaged beast. I will not be gentle with her. She is aware. She is excited. I will hurt her. She is eager. She is ready.
These are the sessions of primal urge and necessity. I fuck her. Hard. I do not make love to her. That man is away while the wolf now plays.
She is used. Pawed at. Spread apart. Gripped. Twisted. Arched and bent. Pulled on. Thrown around. Treated like an object. She is there to serve a purpose. It is not about her. At all.
In these moments I am here to destroy and ravage her beautiful body until I am satisfied and drained. An animalistic encounter where one of us is a slave to the others power and demand.
In these moments, the end result is a broken woman left in a heap on the bed, or floor, or table. Left in a numbing pain and pleasure cocktail. Covered in sweat, juices and marks. Filled with cum, purpose and fulfillment.
She needs these moments just as badly as I do. Sometimes more so. These moments are not for you to understand or agree with. They are for us to enjoy and to cherish.”
- Master Knox
“Sometimes I need a moment to caress, observe and appreciate what belongs to me, just before I destroy it.”
- Master Knox
“The trust is impenetrable. The total submission of any and all control gives way to her own freedom in the very calming of her chaotic mind. The noise fades to a distant hum as she loses herself in his leadership, in his Dominance. Her muscles at ease, her joints loose, all tension has fled her delicate, beautiful body. Her soothed and tranquil physical form evident by the spread of her legs, the way she rests on her own heels without a hint of tautness. Her willingness and eagerness to be at his mercy written all over her picturesque, waiting face. Her eyes deep, full of a silent screaming to be taken and given what she needs. What she wants. What she desires in the very pit of her being. Her lips trembling with anticipation and yearning to beg for what she doesn’t know how to verbalize. Her soul calls to his without a single word exchanged and he knows exactly how to answer.”
- Master Knox
“You are a great many things kitten. Beautiful, classy, slutty, trashy. To name just a few. However, first and foremost, you are MINE!”
- Master Knox
“We could go out on the town tonight, somewhere classy. Or…you could climb up on my lap and choke on my cock like a good slut while I read you a story.”
- Master Knox
“The polka dots on your pretty little sun dress will becomes blurs and streaks with the motion of your body being hurled back and forth, up and down.”
- Master Knox
“Suns out, buns out pretty baby. Go ahead and let them see what they can’t have. If they only knew what I’m going to do to that little body when we get to where we’re going, their spirit would need a shower in holy water.”
- Master Knox
“Your reactions are what feed my hunger. As you grow satisfied, my fire only burns hotter.”
- Master Knox
“Observing her doing the most normal and random things while she is unaware she is being watched, that is when I find her flawless imperfections the most mind blowing. That is when she is perfect. That is when she is the most beautiful.”
- Master Knox
“Hers is a beauty so rare and so blinding that it dulls the sunshine in comparison. Her radiance glistens off the clouds like the light in the sky’s prisms just before a storm. She is able to remind you that once every so often, once in a lifetime, the line between the heavens and the mortal world can be thinned to a non-discernible degree. Hers is the beauty of purity, the beauty of an Angel.”
- Master Knox