“Polka Dot Appreciation. My Hand Around Your Delicate Throat Would Accentuate Your Outfit Exquisitely.”

“Come here Angel Face. Curl up in my arms while I kiss your forehead and corrupt your mind. Touching you, everywhere. Whispering all the disgusting things I’m going to do to you.”

- Master Knox

When will you post?

I’m finally bringing myself around to doing it. Thank you for your interest and I hope you continue to stop by. 😉

- Master Knox

“I need to soothe your soul with so much kindness it is excruciating. I need to torture your body with so much pleasure it is painful. I need to stretch your mind with so much intrigue it is numbing. I need your limits identified, then elongated. Balance. To depths unknown.”

- Master Knox

Thanks 🙏

“You’re very welcome, but…thanks for what?”

- Master Knox

“Getting lost with you actually feels like being found.”

- 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

"...Cuming while speeding is quite mood enhancing and can’t be beat though..."

I've never stopped to consider what this must be like for the one receiving while driving... I don't mean the act itself, but the added endorphin rush from speeding while cuming.

I know myself well enough to realize that similar play, but for myself, would be disastrous for all involved, so I can't speak to my own experience. Perhaps this is why I've never really thought much about it.

That was a very strange feeling to have an "ah-hah" sort of moment because of one of your asks. Thank you for the sensation. I hope I'm not weird for admitting this 🤔😅🤷🏻‍♀️

“Yes! It is utterly exhilarating, almost to the point of being overwhelming, but in the very best way. High speed is an adrenaline rush in and of itself (at least for me) and the focus I need to keep while maintaining speed and precision coupled with the vibrations of an orgasm building is near intoxicating. Balancing the commitment to the act of racing along safely and the mental capacity it takes to attempt to ignore the physical pleasure for as long as possible is fucking sensational. Tingly, dizzying, stomach spasming, dare I say…electrifying. Comparable to that sudden downhill drop on a roller coaster.

I’ve not crashed and have avoided all forms of disaster thus far but….I’m eager to continue trying my luck. Do you happen to need a ride somewhere? 😜

I thoroughly enjoyed your “ah-hah” moment and you are absolutely not the least bit weird for admitting this. I’m honored one of my Asks caused such a thing. You nasty freak. 😁”

- Master Knox

How do you and your partner go about your kinky life with two little ones to look after? (Assuming you have a partner or partners of some sort, im new here lol) i imagine there cant be enough time for fun between a 5 year old and a baby!

“Hello and thank you for taking the time to reach out.

Ahhh, I actually get this question a lot. It isn’t just two little ones however. I actually have six children. Four of them currently young enough and residing with me still, aged 9 down to 18 months. The other two are older and do not live at home. Anyhow, my answer is always the same. I am not currently physically involved at the moment but when I was/am, the fact that my lifestyle is more “kinky” has no bearing on anything. I would have to hide my sexual escapades even if they were “vanilla” so that part remains the same as any traditional couple who needs to wait until children are in bed or maybe at school in order to play. On other occasions, I simply make time. Everything from hiring a baby sitter to planning a trip for them to visit and spend some time with family. I sometimes have their friends over to visit at my home so at times I am able to send my boys to visit their houses in return. There are even the random days taken off from work. It is important to have adult time and adult time is made, it just takes some effort. All in all, it isn’t any different with my sexual exploits in kink vs a regular relationship. Life is busy but there is always plenty of time.

I hope this answer offers some insight and is a suitable response to your curiosity.”

- 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

“I will never be able to keep my hands off of your magnificent frame. Rubbing you, pawing at you and spreading you apart. The feel of your soft and supple flesh between my fingers and filling my palms is electrifying and that soothing pleasure touching you brings me is nothing short of enigmatic magic. Your warmth radiating through my own skin and heating my bones, each instance of contact with you better than the last. Each exchange of physical intimacy the best moment I’ve ever had only to be bested by the next. Each kiss leaving me fiendish for the potential of a following one as I instantly long for another taste of your sweet lips the second our mouths part. I crave you, insatiably.”

- Master Knox