Princess Quotes

“Even in that nothingness, he was aware of Ellis, and he knew that he was no longer a person but a possession, and bliss swamped him knowing that he was owned. Not a person. Just a beautiful vessel for orgasms, for performance, something lovely for Ellis to touch, to play with.”
― Daniel May, Princess

“If West glanced over, he could see his reflection in the absolutely still surface of the pool.
Muscles.
Height.
Masculine.
All an illusion.
West saw tits, he saw ass, he saw something sculpted into a platonic ideal of a Bitch. A bimbo. Something so well-shaped, so perfect, that it couldn’t be human. Couldn’t have a mind. Couldn’t have thoughts. Feelings. Opinions.”
― Daniel May, Princess

“I like you stupid, and useless, and beautiful.”
― Daniel May, Princess

“The truth,” said Ellis. “Is that you’re perfect.”
He let that land, let West hear that he was perfect, and then emphasized.
“Literally perfect.”
West’s throat ached — and not just from being gagged. Emotion ran riot in his chest. Too much.

“It was so hard,” continued Ellis, caressing the inside of West’s throat. “To find something to ‘fix’ about you — about your body, about your bone-deep desire to please. I had to work for those moments, push you so hard to get resistance, because you were such a good girl. From the beginning.”
― Daniel May, Princess

“There was no proper comparison for what it felt like being around him. Being manipulated by him. Verbally, emotionally, and physically overtaxed by him. West kept searching for something that came close, and thought maybe an acid trip. Some type of drug. Something you got excited to take, then swallowed, and realized too late that you were going to be trapped on that roller coaster for as long as it wanted to carry you. No way off.”
― Daniel May, Princess

“I know you probably think you have a brain in your head, but in this world, you’re a piece of meat, and you need to learn to act like it. You hearing me, princess?”
“Yes, sir.” West’s mouth felt like sand.”
― Daniel May, Princess

“The whole point of your existence, princess, is to be fuckable. Nobody is listening when you open your mouth. They don’t care. All they care about is what’s under your clothes, and how nice it would feel like to touch.”
― Daniel May, Princess