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“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

“Her laughter is infectious and intoxicating. It radiates through my exterior, long since made cold by the world. Piercing my darkest shadows, shedding the light of her healing on my troubled soul. It brings warmth, like the soft glow from a winter fire. It is my medicine, an intimate concoction of all things yearned for. Addictive, with the power of a narcotic grade cigarette. I crave it, and I haven’t even heard it yet.”

- Master Knox

“Give me that late night, rain coming down, music on low, your legs on my lap while we aimlessly drive and our frequencies lock type of vibe.”

- Master Knox

“This makes me long for the autumns of New York. It’s quite surreal to take in the crisp, clean, pure air of the Adirondack Mountains where it feels nothing has touched the landscape for eons except mother nature herself. The only signs of mankind’s presence being the occasional and random log bench or a well placed stack of small rocks for a makeshift fire. It’s rewarding, just existing in solitude while you feel the pristine cold start to set in before carrying in the frozen tundra that will become a long, white winter. It is glorious and fulfilling to inhale the scents of the untainted waters and the undisturbed wilderness. Such a raw and grounding experience that always felt brand new each time I found myself there.”

- Master Knox

“Your reactions are what feed my hunger. As you grow satisfied, my fire only burns hotter.”

- Master Knox

“Recently, my successful and long running primary blog - masterknox.tumblr.com - was terminated for violating community guidelines. It was a fantastic ~15 year run though. So many friendships built over the years. So many of my thoughts, experiences, escapades and the like all documented like a digital scrapbook I would occasionally pilfer through and have a grand old time reminiscing with. So many followers. So many asks. So many submissions. So many amazing things. So much…just..lost. It’s a tough pill to swallow but I suppose it’s my own fault. I’m too much of a filthy, ungovernable deviant apparently. I’m good with that though. So good with that. I guess I’ll have to start over and try to remain a bit more compliant this go ‘round.

Though there is not much yet, I’ll be working on growing things here. If you all would help me get this one going by re-blogging, sending Asks and Submissions, I’d be very appreciative.

Thank you and keep kicking ass. I love every damn one of you. From the upstanding, classy members of the community right on down through to you depraved, uncontrollable kink addicts.”

- Master Knox

“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

“Maybe it is because I am a city boy and this magical place was always unattainable to me. Maybe it is just an encapsulating celestial and preternatural enigma of wonder and awe. Whatever it may be, I will never get enough of seeing where the end of the earth falls in love with the start of the sky. I toast to their engagement in their everlasting dance.”

- Master Knox

“I think my past affects me more than I thought it did.”

- Unknown

“This could not hit home any harder! The older I get, the more I realize it is effecting me. The past is not the future, but it does reside there.”

- Master Knox

“Put on a little sundress and dance for me pretty baby. I’ll watch you as if thousands are in attendance, and all eyes are on you.”

- Master Knox