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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!

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Out of character

Last night Master prepared for His shower. He put a stool in the corner of the bathroom and had me come and sit on the bed where He blindfolded me. Then guided me into the bathroom and handcuffed me behind my back. He handed me the keys to the cuffs and said, if you're able to get out of the cuffs, you can have a special treat. i started fiddling with the keys and my very first thought was, there is no long straight key on here like i am used to seeing. Of course i was out of my element, they were behind my back, i was blindfolded and my hands turned at an obscure angle. That was a fleeting thought so i kept feeling. i felt the keys and figured out what key was for what lock. i gave up right away because i knew that i was going to get very upset, i wasn't able to even find the lock hole on the cuffs let only move my fingers/wrists to feel the lock. Master told me i wasn't allowed to give up and i had to keep trying.

i struggled with the keys until i found one that i thought must have been the key, as there wasn't a long "hand cuff" key on the ring. i asked Master if the handcuff keys weren't long with the knob on the end and He said that all those keys are different. i still wasn't even able to feel where the keyhole was after turning my wrists as hard as i knew how to turn them and working up a sweat. i was actually sweating but He said i had to try, so i tried. i turned my right hand so far that the cuff dug into my hand but He wasn't saying stop and He said that i wasn't allowed to say that it hurt. By the time He told me i had to stop i knew that i had turned my wrist nearly too long cause my fingers were swollen but it went down immediately. It didn't matter cause it was all for no reason.

When Master got out of the shower He told me that it was all for His amusement. The key to the handcuffs were never on the ring, He had them in this pants pocket the whole time. He said that the way He had put the cuffs on me i would have had to be double jointed in every joint and knuckle to get a key in that hole and get them off. ~

Perhaps He is a sadist after all? Who knew? Certainly not me.

Have a happy Saturday.

MD's treasure

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