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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 precioustreasure_md@yahoo.com. 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!








Monday, September 22, 2008

Thank you, to many of you.

Yesterday Master was perusing all the regular journals that we read when He said "HA! Wow, read this!" i was just getting ready to click on her site, i don't check every day, every other or every third day, depending. When i saw a nice post from Starla . i just wanted to say thank you Starla, it was very unexpected. (the link doesn't link to the post, sorry) =)

i was actually thinking, why do i read on line journals... other than the fact that Master wants me to, He's always encouraged me to find out more about the lifestyle and this is a good way to get a taste of how some people live. Since He started me on this journaling journey however, i've really enjoyed it and reading on line journals is something i enjoy, but why? Every once in a while i might see someone say that they dislike this or that, that someone has done and that also got me thinking, why do i read others journals? i think the simple answer is because i can pick and choose what i take away from each individual journal. i can live vicariously through "this person" or "that person" for the one thing that i love about them. Then i can leave what i might enjoy less about that journal behind and move on to the next. But out of every journal i read, i take away something, each journal speaks to me in one way or another, so through the magic of the internet, i can pick and choose as i like. Like a flower, i can pick the prettiest petals and leave the thorns for those who enjoy those more. That isn't to say that i don't find some that i embrace the entire person, the whole package, the person is why we read a journal in the first place, it's why we keep coming back. But if she might say or do something that isn't my cup of tea, i can pick the flowers that i like the best and no one is the wiser.

There are a lot of journals that i read that i take something with me, every single time i read them. If it's a thought or an idea or a recipe or motivation or a sense of centering or humor. i don't know why Master wants me to journal, i'm not really as open as i could be really, it's harder and harder for me to really think anymore. But i am glad He still pushes me to continue to write and i'm glad He continues to make me read. It's good for me, in more ways that i think i knew.

So thank you Starla for the lovely post but thank you to all of you out there that continue to journal and pour your hearts out. You have an effect on people, even when you don't mean to.

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

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