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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, October 09, 2010

Stand Up for What You Believe In!

In a word, Blah. This week has sort of sucked. Master and i finished a job that has been hanging over our heads. We started building these two sheds and got one done but never started the second one for various reasons. Anyway, we got it done this week and i have felt like warmed over garbage for the last three days with no good explanation. It didn't really matter how i was feeling because i had to go on the last day of the job because leaving Master alone with His Dad to help just wasn't a great idea. Master was going to be 8 feet up on a ladder on blocks and His Dad would just as easily walk away to see what so-n-so is doing in the street. i'm really not joking, he did that last time we were there. *sigh* So i went and mostly sat and now it's done and i'm starting to feel less crappy and i'll mostly likely live hahaha.

So the other night Master went out to dinner with His parents without me, whenever He goes alone there are usually long talks (arguments) about politics/religion and family. Master's Mom is just so distraught over her family not being able to get along. Now i don't mean to make light of the situation but if she wants to point fingers perhaps she could look at the actual offenders. Master's brother can do no wrong her eyes as he is a Christian. Period. However when Master made a discussion board for the whole family to share, for photo sharing, posts, to further our communication and help us all to keep in touch, Master's brother (and all but one child) wouldn't even go look at the web site. Master's brother replied that if Master wanted to talk to him, Master could call him. Tell me now how that is a loving and Christ-like attitude.

Family is everything and furthering your communication with your family in any means possible should be a priority. That was Master's way of reaching out and His brother shot Him down and i could have cried. Not because it took tons of time but because Master's Mom wouldn't stick up for Him if she had the chance. i could go on and on but it's too much and it's too much to bore you with. It's nothing more than anything other family doesn't go through, i'm sure.

One topic that they discussed that Master has constantly had to defend is the way He "makes" me dress. That is how His Mom looks at it. This is how He makes me dress and that i must fight it every single day, crying and screaming until it's time to leave the house, when finally i'm in the car in my skirt and heels. The fact of the matter is i didn't always dress this way, that's true. There are other things we do when we meet someone, change our hair color or style, we start watching sports that they like, going to movies that they like or trying new food. These are things we do for our partners in life to make them happy. At first when i came to Master, i thought i might be wearing skirts and heels. That's really all i knew, i didn't know much more. Over time He has formed me into who i am now and i am all the better for it, we are better for it. i am happy, Master is happy and THAT is all SHE needs to know. Why i wear skirts or if i only wore black fingernail polish or green lipstick, really it's just a wife pleasing her Husband because that is what a good wife does. i love my Husband and that's what a good wife does.

Master said that His Mom said when i first met her i was wearing jeans and then all of a sudden i started wearing skirts. Master wanted to know what would i have said had i been there. i wasn't really sure but the first things that started coming to mind were all these excuses and reasons to defend myself. After i slept on it i realized there is absolutely no reason at all to defend ourselves or who i am for my Husband. i started wearing skirts to please my Husband. i enjoy it now, not only because it pleases Him but because i enjoy looking nice. Period, end of story. Not that we have any reason to explain ourselves to her in the first place, but that is the answer.

People fear what they do not understand. i don't know who said that, i'm sure it's a famous quote by someone cool. But it's oh so true. Someone once said that a woman should look like a woman. i like it, Master likes it and His Mom doesn't. It does take a little more effort to wear stockings or pantyhose but it doesn't take anymore effort at all to chose a skirt over pants. There is nothing you can do in pants that you can't do in a skirt. Except maybe crawl. Crawling is a little harder but it's not impossible. It can be done, you just hike up your skirt. Skirts make things faster, breezy in the summer, you can stay just as warm in the winter, they dry faster, there are TONS of sales because no one wants to buy them. The difference is amazing, you'll feel incredible about yourself.

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

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