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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, December 12, 2008

I'm running out of ideas for titles!

Yesterday was such a nice day. Master and i went shopping. i've said in the past that we really don't have too many to buy for but we just enjoy going out and browsing. For the most part we just like shopping for the sake of shopping hehe. One of these years i'll learn though, to keep my remarks about what i think is cute or something that i might like to have, to a minimum. i can tell already by the number of home deliveries and "5 minute" stops that He wanted to make yesterday that He's already went way overboard on me. i fight the good fight though, i try to get Him to cut back and i think that He has a little this year... maybe....not. *sighs* lol We don't do a ton for birthdays and i don't think we did anything at all this year for our anniversary so that is the argument i would get from Him, this is when He goes all out. Not that i would have any control over the matter anyway!! lolol!!

As is typical with us, we shopped too long and lost track of time and just about all the places that we had in mind to eat were closed or closing soon. So we ended up at fast food... bleh. On a somewhat depressing note and i don't want to drag economics and politics into my blog *ever* but i wanted to mention a sad turn of events happening in neighboring cities. In the past couple years (my timing might be a bit skewed) our five favorite restaurants have had to close their doors. We just went by the fifth one last night, we're not sure why that one closed or if they are closed, perhaps they just moved to another location *crosses fingers*. It's just sad. One of them had a note on the door something like: "Thank you to our loyal customers but after 28 years, we have to close our doors." GAH =( i have faith things are going to get better very very soon!!! *s*

Today M's brother and family will be in town. We're going out to lunch with them and then we'll spend tomorrow with them as well. M's not quite as excited about seeing them as i would think, it's a bit of a chore for Him. He and His brother email back and forth all the time but life is easier via email. They clash in person, polar opposites even. They don't argue, they just have nothing in common. i always look forward to seeing one of their sons, he's a great kid with tons of personality. He's the one that they think is out of control lol, funny he's the one M and i enjoy the most. We don't have to live with him though lol.

Master is waiting.... never a good thing, i better scoot!

Have a great day!

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

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