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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!

Friday, March 23, 2007

Ramblings, Mostly

Whenever i sit down to write here i always wish i had something "yummy" to write. Our normal every day life just isn't yummy. It's life. It's life as a Husband and wife and as a Master and His slave. From the outside looking in i think we look like an old fashioned couple. A wife who repects her Husband and doesn't try to take over the running of the household. At least i hope that is how it appears. Behind closed doors i have His rules to follow (some i do better at than others) and life is pretty much status quo.

i'm sure that i've written before i'm not a pain slut like many slaves are, Master has tried over the years to take me to a pleasurable place with pain and it's just not there for me. i endure it because i know it pleases Him, to an extent. He simply enjoys seeing me take pain just to please Him. We aren't as active in that way as we used to be. i know this last year has taken it's tole on us but that's certainly not the only reason. i wonder if He doesn't get as much out of it as He once did and feels as though it's just not worth the effort. Maybe we're just getting lazy. That could also be true. We spend way too many hours on line gaming, an activity that we both love but i'm sure it must have an impact on the time we spend on being us. i suppose we're in a rut, it's not a bad rut, i think we're both happy and content but no matter which way you look at it, it's a rut.

The other night i was in game talking to a friend and i had a conversation that i didn't want Master to read. It wasn't anything inappropriate from either end, i was just being selfish and silly. i wanted to protect this person that i barely know from the one Man i trust most in the world. Backwards? Stupid? Yep to both. i felt horrible the next day as He knew i would. He forgave me as i hoped He would but i still felt horrible. i hope i learned my lesson.

my sister is technically not allowed to call here. She has chosen to ignore Masters wishes and she calls whenever she pleases. Now while i've said in the past that i forgave her for treating me the way she did and calling me a thief and a liar, i can't be so sure that i have. More so lately i've wanted nothing to do with her or my brother. i just want to be left alone. i love them of course but i just feel like dealing with my sister right now is more trouble than it's worth to me. So maybe when i really look at it, i haven't forgiven her. She calls and i ignore her messages she emails me and i don't write back. In the past when she told me stories about her life or funny things that have happened, i was always all ears wanting more and thought they were the best stories i'd ever heard. Now when she calls and tells me what she's doing, i'm not rude, i don't say mean things, i'm just disinterested. Anymore i'm not even hurt. i feel like with my whole family so far away and Mom gone, it's time for me to completely focus on Master and i and our life here. i'm not saying i never want to see them again, i'm just saying i want a break. There is no easy way to tell her i want/need a break from her so i'm trying my best to keep my distance and perhaps she'll take the hint and leave me be for a while. my brother doesn't call me anyway and there's no threat that he'll even want to talk to me. i just need a break. A break to heal from the hurt she caused me and some time to grieve for the loss of the family i knew. That family is gone and it will never be the same again.

When Mom died she took with her more than her own presence in my life, she took the sense of family that i'd always known. It's ok, i'm not falling apart at the seams, i'm just adjusting to the new life that i know i'll have to make. i don't know if Master appreciates what has happened in my life or if He's just chosen not to take a good look at it. If He has, He says nothing. i guess He's just allowing me to find myself again, and try to find where i fit in now. He's really very very good to me, there's nothing He won't buy me, He'll take me anywhere i want to go and i think in His own way, He's just letting me heal. Last night i wanted to go shopping after dinner out with His parents. He didn't want to go but He took me anyway. He left me to browse and just be a girl. i haven't just "gone shopping" for no good reason for a very long time. He always finds funny things for me to look at or picks out something He'll know i'll love. He found the cutest bathrobe with little hearts all over it. Then His mom pointed out another one. Master loved the little heart robe and so did i, till i saw the next one. Perhaps the best robe ever made in the history of robes. Pink and ohhhh sooooo fluffy. Done deal and Master said i was to get that one. He always wants me to have what i want. It wasn't the cute little heart robe that He wanted.... it was what i wanted. These little things won't ever go unnoticed by me. So here i sit typing my blog entry surrounded by a little piece of heaven in my new pink bathrobe. Thank You Master!

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure


  1. i have missed reading your thoughts
    look me up on msn sometime ok