Cherise Sinclair Quotes

Cherise Sinclair Quote of the day

You see, when you're excited, your body has trouble telling the difference between pain and pleasure.

A good relationship is a two-way street, gatita. Submitting and serving is equaled by a master’s need to take control, to protect, to make someone happy.

what you need and what you want aren't the same things,

New Englanders could be so brusque.

A girl could get to hate Doms.

The fun we’ll have tonight is called figging.

You are such a sleazeball, Rhodes—walking, talking proof of why siblings shouldn’t marry.

If the goddess—and that would be me, by the way—is displeased, you’ll get bats in your hair and mice in your boots.

Hey, I see people manacled to log walls all the time. You bet. It’s a popular sport in Bear Flat. Gonna replace fishing soon.

If you are with me long, I will begin to spell Master with two M’s.

Any ham-handed idiot can make a woman scream. I prefer to assess…responsiveness.

Dammit, why isn’t there a book with the answers in it?

You have a piercing.” “So I do.”“Didn’t that hurt?”“A bit.

And he calls it playing? Like, whatever happened to chess? Or cards? Or tag?

You know I still don’t like your…hobby.”“Didn’t ask your opinion.” Jake rubbed his aching ribs. “If you want mine: anyone using the missionary position twice in a row should serve time.

Darlin’, I wasn’t just a Boy Scout, I was an Eagle Scout.

If you keep all those thoughts inside, your brain will explode.

She was so light

So, so sorry. Really sorry. Master. Sir. Emperor of the world. God of the universe.

And since I am a man, I would appreciate it if you would cry for us both, gatita.

I felt sorry for myself since my wimpy dom can’t catch a snail crossing the sidewalk.

What we have here is a failure to communicate.

I'm not likely to forget someone slapping my butt with a big piece of wood.

Toys? When a man—a dom—said toys, he didn’t mean stuffed animals or baseballs.

You know how really big guys are always nicknamed Tiny?" She didn’t wait for any response, afraid she’d chicken out. "Guess that would make you Master Munchkin, huh?

You little subs make me nervous. Being around you is too much like walking into a room filled with tiny kittens and trying not to step on one.

You mean you’re not God? Nooo, say it isn’t so!

Oh lord and master. High muckety-muck.

Awww, that's sweet. Nothing says ‘I love you’ like a well-made implement of pain.

MacKensie, much as men don't like to share this fact, we rarely die from not getting off.

It's a girl thing, trying to change ourselves as if we can change our lives too.