Thoughts On Cnc? X

“There isn’t a place on your delectable and decadent body that I will not absolutely and fiendishly devour like the aura of life itself is inside of you.”

- 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

“Something about polka dots really sets off the hankering for a sweet, juicy nectarine.”

- Master Knox

“Watching her tremble with anticipation while I slowly work my way around the room. Certain to let her hear where I am but keeping her clueless as to what I’m doing, or what I have in store for her. Listening to the pace of her breathing ramp up as the minutes go by. Feeling the tension thicken. Tasting the air as it fills with her apprehension and lust. They often say the best things come to those who wait. I say, the best thing can often be, watching her wait.”

- Master Knox

“Two of the most powerful, influential, persuasive and pleasurable things ever created. They are both able to give life, shape minds, bestow joy and build civilizations.

In contrast, both also hold the adverse capabilities of total annihilation, draining souls, corrupting minds, collapsing civilizations and the potential to change the course of history.

Both are beautiful and magical when intentions are pure. Both are evil and destructive when intentions are impure. Both are priceless. Both are healing. Both are addictive.

Behold: The Word & The Vagina.”

- Master Knox

“I prefer a hearty cake, a moist peach, plenty of cream and a few cups of coffee to start my morning. Such a combination really sets me up with the proper amount of “fuck-it-all” to take on the day and whatever it may bring.”

- Master Knox

“I love such a pretty mouth to use for such disgusting things. Be the very best good girl and maintain eye contact though the pain, tears and runny mascara.”

- Master Knox

“She is my favorite drink. Washing away my troubles like that sting of a sweet bourbon burn. Setting my gut on fire only to smother the smoldering inferno like the chill from a cold rain during a scorching summer sunset. The temperature of our passionate lust fluctuating to the beat of our love’s most intricate song. Our bodies boiling in the turbulence of our unbridled need for each other’s satisfaction. The heat then dissipated by our intentional commitment to gently appease the explosive craving of ingesting one another’s climactic peaks. The torching of sunburn numbed by the prickle of frostbite. She sets me ablaze to subsequently douse the flames. She is hot and cold. She is fire and ice.”

- Master Knox

We seem to have similar interests. Where in New York?

“Upstate. Well, in all actuality, I suppose it is more like midstate. Anyway, the Capital Region. Albany, to be more specific.

How about yourself?”

- Master Knox

“The best part about you being my favorite food and drink, is not only your taste, but the never ending supply.”

- Master Knox