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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, October 03, 2008

Just too long

Sometimes it seems like it was yesterday that i heard her voice over the phone. i can hear her saying my name or laughing at something silly i had done. Other times when i think that she's been gone 2 years, it's unthinkable because it seems like she's been gone forever. i can't remember what she looked like for sure or her smell. But then it all comes back.

i have clothes that still carry her smell, i have coats and sweaters that i never wear that still hold her perfume. When i open her jewelry box the wave of perfume is somewhat overwhelming at first and then calming. Especially when i see her things all around me. Her old furniture, her jewelry that have become a part of my every day life and her nic nacks that surround me are still a reminder of everything that she was. These things are comforting and special but they will never ever be ... her.

Yesterday was M's birthday and it was a big one. It was a great day i think, we did a lot of our favorite things, we went shopping and ate at His very favorite place. Although i've not mentioned it at all this week, He's a smart Man, He knows that this is the week, that this is the day she left us. He knows how hard this is for me, i try and almost always succeed to never carry a torch for her. She is gone and wallowing in that does no good but this is the day that i can't help missing her. i always miss her, always, today is just worse and i think it's for a lot of reasons but the one that bothers me the most is that i think she cheated herself out of years. i don't think she knew what she was doing when she decided to die. The doctor said even if she decided to proceed with the surgery, he didn't think she was strong enough to come back, i don't know, he didn't know for sure. i think she could have, should have tried a little harder, she threw in the towel too early.

i hope more than anything that she's happy, blissfully happy. i hope that she's laughing and smiling and happier than anyone on earth could even imagine being. That's the only way i get by, knowing that she made the right decision. i just miss my Mom.

MD's treasure

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