“Something About Polka Dots Really Sets Off The Hankering For A Sweet, Juicy Nectarine.”

Do you have any favorite books or writers?

“I suppose a few of my favorites are cliche, others are not. I enjoy a wide variety of books and authors. A bit all over the map. Shakespeare, Poe, Tom Clancy, J. K. Rowling, Dickens, Orwell, Agatha Christie, Hemingway, Twain, Mario Puzzo, Donald Goines, Friedrich Nietzsche and Stephen King. I’m also a massive draw to conspiracy related writers and books. Not that I believe in them, they’re simply interesting. William Cooper’s “Behold A Pale Horse” is one that comes to mind. Vampire related books also hold a spot of interest for me. As well as historical pieces. I absolutely love the Dark Ages.”

I appreciate your ask and hope you have a marvelous evening.

- Master Knox

“Sloppy, nasty, deep, passionate kissing while I bury myself inside of you and dig with every ounce of strength I can muster up. Give me that gold that lies in your soul princess.”

- Master Knox

“Add the darkness of night with the subtle glow of the moon to the showers raining down, tapping and dripping their tune.

It is pluviophile perfection.”

- Master Knox

“Of course I will love you, care for you, protect you and cherish you. I will ease your mind with gentle tenderness, reassurance, praise and thoughtful intentions.

But I will also break you in half, shatter the pieces and hurt you in pursuit of my own sadistic pleasures.

I will destroy you, then rebuild you.”

- Master Knox

“Bet you ain't know that I be checkin’ you out, when you be puttin’ your heels on.”

There Goes My Baby - Usher

“I like watching her get dressed when she is unaware of my gaze. Seeing the care and delicate but intentional movements she goes through over the duration of the process. How she checks herself over, tugging, smoothing, straightening, knowing it is all for me. The totality of her final appearance, a package of aesthetic beauty so radiant, it could melt the sun and wash away the sea. Watching her walk towards me when she’s ready sends a vibration through my body that shocks my core, dropping my jaw. Holding my composure is a challenge, difficult at the very least. She is glorious and indescribably magical. Though my own selfishness prevails. For in that moment, I can’t wait to see it all undone. Her clothes, a tattered, ripped and ragged pile on the floor. Her body, a sweaty, dripping, exhausted mess beside them. Yes, there goes my baby indeed.”

- Master Knox

“I enjoy that little gasp you make when you feel that pleasurably painful stretch as I first enter your most forbidden area. Hearing the way your gasps turn to pants, the pants to moans, the moans to begging. Begging for me not to stop and to fill you with my thick, hot cum. Praising you. Simultaneously degrading you for the filthy way you act while I ruin that tiny little asshole.”

“I love that my perfect, pretty princess is such a cum hungry, disgusting little whore.”

- Master Knox

“His devotion is unwavering.

His loyalty is unconditional.

His hunger is infinite.

His hearing is honed.

His focus is fierce.

His sight is crisp.

His movement is calculated.

His vengeance is imminent.

He hunts, with skill and precision unmatched by anything in existence.

You have hurt what he loves, honors and protects.

His wrath, the last thing you will know.

His face, the last thing you will see.

He is her wolf and he has been sent to feed.”

- Master Knox

“He commands control, has an extremely depraved primal side and enjoys making her do filthy, demeaning things just to see how pretty she looks while being used so he can call her a “good girl” when she’s done performing.”

- 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