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On Being A "Professional" Master/slave

We've never, ever wanted to be mistaken for any of the countless people who claim to be a Master or slave when in reality, they just pretend for money. There's potentially a fine line in other folks' perception, and I've gone to considerable effort to never cross that line. My treasure writes here because she enjoys it, she loves to get and reply to comments and she also does it because I require it. In the beginning, it was a blog, nothing more, nothing less. In the last few years, it has become not only a blog, but also a hub for all of our online activity. Some of that activity is done simply for fun, some of it is to feed some sort of narcissistic need for kudos that I still deny having, and some of it is done to try to supplement our income by sharing our real life with others who might be willing to toss a few bucks our way for a small window into our normal activities. Normal for us but mere fantasies to them, things that they can't get at home or simply things that get their blood flowing south. Like most people, we started out never showing our faces, never being specific about where we live, blah blah blah. One day, I decided that I was tired of acting like I was ashamed of Myself or My girl, just so someone I knew wouldn't find a photo that would make them all butt hurt because of their own insecurities and closed-mindedness. In a very short time, we had started making videos and posting non-anonymous pictures all over the place. Eventually, My girl started doing live cam sessions for cash and it's become a multifaceted "business". That's why we're making this page. I didn't want it on the front page of the blog because this is still her blog, and always will be, but we wanted to add a page for some of the money-making things that we do.

About two years ago, we decided to test the waters with Kindle publishing. For a nominal fee of 99 cents a month, you can get this blog automatically delivered to your Kindle. Unfortunately, this makes it less likely for My girl to get the comments that she so loves, so if you decide to go the Kindle route, please come back here later to leave that comment you were thinking about!

Lately, we've had gentlemen ask if it was possible to buy My treasure's worn stockings. If worn stockings is what you seek, then we are happy to oblige. We've charged very reasonable amounts in the past, and that won't change. Pricing will depend entirely on quantity, color, availability, your location and any other variables or requests. We get her stockings from Europe, and we only order a few times a year, so we may have limited color options at any given time. If you're interested in My girl's worn stockings, or any other requests for that matter, please email her directly at We've done custom videos and would also be happy to do custom photosets. If it turns you on, and you think we can provide it, please don't hesitate to ask.

About 2 and a half years ago, we also decided to start making videos for sale. We've had a banner on the front page, but we've never really promoted it at all. Well, I'm not really going to promote it too much here either, but if you'd like to check out our clips, you can find them here. You can also find some of them here.

My treasure has also started working as a cam girl on ImLive. There's a banner on the front for this as well, but you can also click here or on the banner below to find her over there or schedule a meeting with her.

Banners here also!

Thursday, October 13, 2005

Desperate Times? or Greed?

i grew up in a small town in Illinois. i moved to a fairly large city until i moved here to this tiny town almost four years ago. i loved living in a small town because i was only 20 minutes away from the city, yet it was very homey and safe. We never had to lock our doors nor did we ever lock our cars. All our friends and extended family knew that if they needed to get into my mom’s house, it wouldn’t be locked. i loved the safe feeling of going to bed at night never having to worry about crime. When i moved to this tiny town i knew that i would once again have that safe feeling.

Last night Master came home and told me that He had run into an old friend of His who is a policeman. The policeman told Master that here in our sleepy little town, right in our neighborhood, there have been burglaries. They are even cutting screens to get into homes. Last night for the first time, i went to bed with an uneasy feeling. Master has always been very careful about locking the house before we go anywhere but when we’re home, we had been less careful. Last night before i went to bed, i went around and closed up all the windows, locked them and triple checked the doors to make sure they were locked. Now it’s not like we have a mansion or many priceless items to make us a target. But it doesn’t seem as though that is a prerequisite. They are not picky, anyone and everyone is a target. For the first time in my life, i went to bed with an uneasy feeling, one that i don’t care to experience again, thank you very much.

Needless to say i didn’t sleep well last night. i knew that Master was in the den and that He is well prepared for any such intruder but i still had an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. While i was lying in bed last night, my mind started to wander. The one question that kept creeping up was this. Are times so tight right now, that people around here have no choice but to invade other’s homes, just to provide for their families and loved ones? Maybe these people have no other choice but to resort to becoming a common thief. i know that desperate times call for desperate measures, but i wonder if times are really that desperate.

i have stayed home each day this week while Master runs the route on His own. i think He does it a bit faster without me, but i also think He likes the company every once in a while, so i think i’ll go with Him tomorrow. i haven’t done too much this week but i’m enjoying doing a few domestic things every day and now that i’m on a more regular sleeping schedule, i’m able to get a lot more done now than i ever have. i’m able to get just a few things taken care of during the day while Master is gone and be dressed and have supper planned before He gets home. i’m sure He likes that much about me staying home from the route.

Today is my mom’s 73 Birthday so i’m going to go call her and wish her a Happy Birthday! Have a great day everyone!

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure


  1. Sir owns a donor organ courier company and i sometimes ride with Him. But i only go on weekends because i know i slow Him down. Plus i love to have the house clean and dinner made when He gets home.
    Happy Birthday to your mom.

  2. I really hope times aren't that desperate. I know I would never resort to that and times here are so tight I have no pennies to pinch together! I have stopped writing about our money challenges, because I know people are tired of it.

    I hope you are doing well otherwise, and I miss talking with you. Are you ever around anymore?