Dolores Lane > Quotes

“I want to fuck you like my personal whore. Then I want to pet you like a puppy and hold you warm against my chest. Treat you so soft and sweet, like a princess. You make me crazy, little brute. You make me feral and wild and insane. And I thought I already was all of those things. But it was nothing compared to when I met you.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“I’m both your slave and your master,” he smirks sinisterly. “I will do with you as I please. I fucking own you now. And you own me in return. You got me falling at your feet since the start, baby. And fuck, I never thought I would let myself be owned again, but now there’s nothing I want more.”
― Dolores Lane

“I can make you feel so, so good, sweetheart. Just give in to your desires. I know your sweet little cunt is throbbing so hard right now, it’s almost like it’s calling out for me like a siren’s song.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“Every single moment I spent with you, I fell deeper. It felt like falling into an abyss, because I knew I could never find my way back. There would be nothing to life without you anymore.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“Some women are born with sadness etched into their bones. I am one of those women.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“I’m going to take this perfect candy ass and you’re going to take each and every painful slam of my cock as I force myself balls deep inside. And you’re going to be a good lass and scream out for more.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“My vagina is a treacherous bitch. She can’t be trusted.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“Every brush of your hand prickles my skin,” I continue. “Every kiss you give me sets my soul on fire. Every single second I spend without you is agony.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“I am owned by death, but I’m in love with life. Because she is life. She’s bigger than life.”
― Dolores Lane

“Tell me, Lucy. Did your husband ever spank you?” Dubh asks as he gets on his knees behind me, still not relenting with the gun.
“Yes,” I choke out. Painful memories fill my head and a tear slips out of my eye, landing on the ground. He hums as if he already knew the answer well.
“Your husband only did it to bring you pain. To force you into obedience. I will never do that, sweetheart. I’ll bring you pain, but I’ll show you there is ecstasy to be found in it. So what I want you to do right now is bring your fingers to your sweet little pussy and push them inside. I am going to spank you and you are going to come.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“You saved me, Dubhie,” she chokes out when I sink to my knees in the mud beside the building, her body still tight against my chest.
“No, you saved yourself. I just gave you revenge,” I answer, smoothing my sweaty palms over her hair.
A tear slips out when our eyes meet. “I don’t just mean now. I mean… You’ve saved me, Dubh. You saved me the moment we met. The moment you crashed into my life like a strike of lighting. You didn’t just save me from my husband, but from myself. From the demons that inhabited my body, the terrors that crawled around inside me, threatening to take over completely. You are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me.” She pauses, seeming to have an internal battle with herself, as if the next thing she’s going to say is going to change our lives forever. “And I… I love you.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“What a bad girl you are, trying to mess with a murderer. But don’t worry, baby. The only thing I’ll murder today is that sweet little cunt.”
― Dolores Lane

“I’m going to tear this sweet little cunt apart. I’m going to use it over and over again for my own needs,” he growls. “But I’m also going to make it feel good. Make it come on my tongue and my cock. Make it feel so good that you’ll never spend another day without begging for it. It’s what I’ve been dreaming of ever since I saw your picture in your book. My beautiful lass, put on this world just for me.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“Moving my hand from his throat to his hair, I grasp the dark brown strands with an unrelenting tug and move my clit over his mouth, using his face as my seat. I start riding him, grinding my pussy over his lips.
He sticks out his tongue for me to use and use it, I do.
It feels almost barbaric. I’m fucking his face. But it’s invigorating, and it’s not something he hasn’t done to me before.
“Making me say ‘please’,” I mutter, growling. “Making me beg for it. You bloody man. I’ll make you beg for air. I’ll make you beg me to let you breathe. How about that, fucker.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“Now that you’re all stretched and ready…” he croons. “I’m going to fuck you and make true on my promise. You’re not going to be able to walk by the time I’m done with you.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“I’m going to put my cock inside you now, little brute. I’ll let you adjust to it first, but after that, I’m going to fuck the absolute shit out of you like you’re my personal little harlot.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“Then let me show you how to live. Let me show you how to find pleasure in pain. To find pleasure in fear. Let me show you that hurting doesn’t always have to be a bad thing. Give yourself over to me. And afterward, you can go to sleep knowing that hubby dearest is in as much agony as you’ve been in for years. Even more so, because I take my torture methods very seriously.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“It’s so easy, though, having you tied and ready like this. Like my own personal fucktoy.” Her mouth opens slightly in a gasp and I see the way the muscles in her thighs tighten. “You like that, huh?” I hum, brushing the skin with my hand close to her pussy, which is dripping with my cum. “You like it when I tell you that you’re for me to take―for me to use? Dirty lass.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“I want you to run and hide. And when I find you, I’m going to shove my cock into your pretty mouth and make you swallow every last goddamn drop of my cum.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“You are remarkable, mo chreach bheag.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“God, she’ll hate me, even more so than she already does. She’ll struggle and rage at me, and I’m going to have so much fun. And in the end, she’s going to fall in love with me. That I know with all the certainty in the world. She will be mine.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“My mind is a mess. I’m sucking off a homicidal lunatic in the middle of the fucking forest.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“You have the prettiest little pussy I have ever seen.” My hips involuntarily thrust upward at that and he chuckles tauntingly. “Widen those legs for me.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“You’re so fucking wet. Goddamnit, sweetheart. Look at you, all exposed and ready for me, with no way to escape.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“You put a spell on me like a wicked fucking witch, and fuck me, I’ve never felt more alive than when I’m being hexed by you.”
― Dolores Lane

“I feel like a helpless deer running away from a terrible fate. I’m Bambi’s fucking mother, and he is the hunter ready to shoot me just so he can eat me. Devour me.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“Very slowly, I stalk closer toward the large window, and all of a sudden, I see a small flicker of orange light in the distance. I quint my eyes as I move closer to the glass, and then two eyes crash with mine.
“Ah!” I screech as I fall backward onto the ground. “Oh, God. Oh, no!”
It’s him. I crawl backward on my hands, my shoulder busting against a piece of wooden furniture before I knock over a lamp. He’s closer to the window now, and I see that he’s smoking a cigarette, blowing out the smoke against the glass as he watches me. Fog forms on the window from his hot breath, and he writes something in it.
A warning.
Run.
But I’m frozen in place on the ground like a fucking idiot. And when my eyes rove down as I see something move, I realize that his hand is down his pants.
Oh my God. He’s stroking himself!”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“Tell me, Lucy. Do you want this? Do you want to come all over my fingers while you watch your husband slowly die? Watch him writhe in agony with the realization that he once had the most remarkable woman on the planet for a wife and he fucked it all up?”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“I have a habit of telling myself that my head is a blur. That my mind is scrambled like my morning eggs. That I’m losing my marbles again and again.
But I somehow have never seen anything clearer.
I want him.
I want Dubh.
God… I want to be with my damn stalker.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“I’ll give you a reminder in case you have forgotten that I own you now just as much as you own me.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick