Johnny Stone Quotes

We all stand before the judge at some point, and the way a man dies is no different than how he decides to live life. You just remember that when your time comes.

There was about as much of a chance of me not using the journal again, as a cow jumping over the moon.

I had to break the rules for you Cherry girl, I had to pull you out of the fantasy myself. You'd lost control of it, immersing yourself so deeply in your imaginary reality that it replaced your real life. You have to learn to control it and soon, or in the end, your fantasies will ultimately destroy you.

An interesting proposal, but what if I decided to fuck you for the amusement of an audience? Or maybe have you pleasure all men in this room with your mouth, instead? Is the complete loss of your dignity and pride, worth the price?" The cup of champagne brushed my lips again, and I greedily sucked at it, throat bobbing with each provocative swallow. "Yes Master," I gasped.

Where's the purpose in life for a proper submissive, and loving slave, without a strong Master to care for, tending to his every need as it should be?

No, but you're different from the other ponies. Most of them were born and bred here, and this is the only life they know. They were engineered for it, conditioned from birth. They don't know anything else but this kind of a life.

Clothing gave you comfort, a sense of security and individuality, or just something to hide within. By removing it from the equation, by stripping a person down to their bare essence, it keeps you off guard, humbled and subdued

Sam… I mean Master, where are we? I don't recognize-"
"I wouldn't expect you to Cherry girl, welcome to hell.

I could almost taste the thick, mouth-watering fog of manly power that seeped from his pores, smothering me beneath it. Just being near him filled me with an overpowering sense of intimidation, excitement, and nervous surrender all rolled into one general package of an amazing turn-on.

It's all about trust Cherry girl, do you trust me?" My tongue snaked nervously across my lips. "Yes Master." "Don't lie to me; you'd be a fool to trust a devil, especially after what I've done to you.

I said no, get used to it. I like seeing you suffer with the expectancy of the unknown truth. I like seeing you squirm on pins and needles as I deny you something you crave. Besides, you're cute when you get mad, the way your lip curls up and-

Nice kid, but as sharp as a bag of wet mice.

Sameal was just as much of a slave to my wily charms, as I was to his overpowering dominance. Maybe that's why we clicked so well as a couple.