Enthralled Quotes

“This is about the other side of BDSM,” he continued in the bland tones of a professor reciting a lecture to a group of inane students. “Our relationship is about control and submission. This means if I want to fuck you until it hurts, I will, and you will let me. It also means, if I want to eat the honey between your thighs for hours until you are an incoherent mass of quivering flesh barely able to think past the pleasure, I will. I do not need to hurt you or threaten you to own you. There is dominance in pleasure too.”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled

“When I drive into that virgin cunt and smear your blood on my cock, you’ll cry. Not because I’m hurting you, even though I am. No, you’ll cry because you are going to be so empty, so useless that you’ll beg and sob to be filled by something. And that something will be me, Cosima. My fingers in your asshole, my thick cock in your spasming cunt, my tongue in your mouth, and your soul crushed right under my heel as I fuck up into you and you cry out the name of your Master.”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled

“In my experience, if you could understand someone, it was nearly impossible to hate them.”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled

“„I have to believe if I ever felt moved to marry, it would be because I wanted my lover to have my name, my protection, and the promise of my love no matter what should happen in the future. I think it‘s a promise that should never die, even if the love is gone. One that says I will care for you, stand up for you, and be there for you no matter what.”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled

“I am beginning to understand that I am addicted to the way I feel about myself when I’m with you. Like I’m the hero and not the villain.”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled

“I have to believe if I ever felt moved to marry, it would be because I wanted my lover to have my name, my protection, and the promise of my love no matter what should happen in the future. I think it’s a promise that should never die, even if the love is gone. One that says I will care for you, stand up for you, and be there for you no matter what.”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled

“It was strange magic, a hug, especially a hug from that man. It settled the demons at war inside me, sung them a lullaby and put them to bed.”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled

“He gave me nothing but a cruel amount of space and time.”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled

“The light in my head exploded through my body like a super nova, drenching me in golden oblivion.”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled

“I felt like one of Picasso’s strange imaginings, my body twisted up with tension and fear so that I couldn’t even recognize myself as human anymore.”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled

“I want to be inside your darkest everything.” —Frida Kahlo.”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled

“Whoever said beauty was a gift had clearly never experienced it for themselves because it was nothing but a prettily wrapped curse.”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled

“Elena had taught me from a young age that if you could understand something, its motivation or context, you held power over it and over your reaction to it.”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled

“Safe,” I whispered to myself to soothe the wild terror still gnawing at the back of my mind. “Safe,” he echoed, his strong arms finally going around me in a tight cinch.”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled

“I think perhaps I would have acquired you even if I hadn’t needed you. The moment you saved my life was the moment you unwittingly became mine.”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled

“I’ll fuck you while you cry, and I’ll keep fucking you until your sweet, sore cunt clenches around me when you finally come for your Master,”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled

“But there was also something dark and curious peeking out from the depths of my soul, something more animal than spirit and not even close to human. It was intrigued by the dynamic between this godlike man and my prostrated person. There was something deeply arousing about feeling wholly vulnerable and knowing your only power could be found in giving a stronger person pleasure. Unbidden, a second pulse began to beat in my swollen clit being manipulated shamelessly by Alexander’s expensive shoe. His hands manipulated my movements faster, slamming his thick length in and out of my throat, uncaring of my inability to breath, my constant gagging and choking.”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled

“if you could understand something, its motivation or context, you held power over it and over your reaction to it.”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled

“In the next two weeks, I was fucked so thoroughly, I couldn’t walk without the echo of his cock between my legs. My body was sore to the bone, skin burst with bruises, and muscles burned from the constant stretch and pull of my limbs worked into wicked positions. I learned the difference between the wide spread heat of a flogging, the mounting burn of a paddling, and the excruciating, venomous bite of a whip. In fact, he used me so completely each day that there wasn’t a single moment I was free from the reminder of sex. I wore it on my body and housed it in my mind. A moan of want or protest seemed lodged in my throat like a lozenge that wouldn’t pass. Every morning, I woke up wet and stayed that way as I bathed Alexander and dressed him for work. He used me in the shower, always, soothing me with his cock and almost cooing to me as he fucked me, promising to bring me relief with his cum and his special brand of agony. He used me all around the house, everywhere but those rare locked doors and his own bedroom. He liked to fuck me in the greenhouse most. I think it made him feel like he was cornering, caging, and conquering a wild animal. I made sure to mark him with scratches and bite marks to add to the allusion. And every night, he used me in my room, pulling out his black bag of devious toys and using them on me the way Dr. Frankenstein might have experimented on his monster. I became one—a monster, that is. One that lived on debauched displays of submission and constantly yearned for domination.”
― Giana Darling, Enthralled