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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!

Sunday, April 17, 2011

The Reminder i Needed

i should have known it was coming. We went out on Friday night, Master had been looking forward to this seafood buffet while it was still going on during lent. So we really only had two more Friday nights left. When we got home, i should have known something would have been in store for me. Honestly i don't really think all that far into the future for our plans. In that way, i'm glad because i would fret about up coming punishments.

We got home and put a few groceries away and it wasn't really late, not for us anyway. Master told me to come in the den and sit at my desk while He was doing something in the bedroom. Lately i've been hurting pretty badly, when we get home from anywhere depending on how much i'm hurting, He'll let me lie down. Tonight He didn't, tonight i was to sit at my computer and wait.

Master was all about putting me back in my place really, reminding me of where my head needs to be. He cuffed my ankles and put the other big metal ankle cuffs on me and cuffed me to my desk. He also cuffed my wrists with the leather cuffs and used the hand cuffs as well. Then He put one of the leather hoods on me. Of course i couldn't wear my glasses under the hood even with the hood loose, there are large eye holes in this hood and the blindfold is removable. So when Master pulled up our email exchange on my computer He told me i was to read through the whole thing. He knew i was going to have to be creative. No glasses meant hold my glasses in front of me or make the font huge. i chose the latter. It worked and i was able to read the email, it just took a long time. The email was very lengthy to begin with and would have taken me a long time to read no matter what. The large font was just yet another reminder than i need to do whatever it takes to remind myself of how to please Master. Now it's funny, my head was really hurting before i started and of course, reading without glasses made it hurt more. But i just kept thinking, this is all a reminder of what needs to be done to please Him. None of this is easy for me, it hasn't been for years and it's all something i have to learn. Pleasing Him is what i WANT to do, it's what i came here to do and i am able to please Him in every other facet of life. This is a very important part and it's a part that i am failing. Not completely, but there are improvements to be made, big ones.

So shortly after i was done reading Master put me into the box, but not before He attached the blindfold to the hood. With it getting warmer outside, almost the very second He closed the box, having the hood on, i started to feel sick from the heat. i had a feeling i was going to be in the box for a long time and i knocked on the door and told Master and i was hot and not feeling well. Usually He gets angry and impatient because i am a pain, but i must have had an urgency in my voice or something, He opened the door and got me a tiny fan. The minute He shut the door with the fan on, i was perfectly fine.

So there i sat, He cuffed my ankles together with a very small carabiner hands still cuffed together. With the hood on it's so dark in there and everything is so muffled, i could hardly hear a thing. i'm not sure how long He left me in there this time. Long enough that my thoughts were everywhere i wanted to try to remember things to ask Him things to tell Him but i was in there for so long, by the time He opened the door the first time, i thought i was getting out, He had me suck His cock and then shut the door again. i was so disillusioned that i went from the jello feeling to the impatient "when am i getting out" feeling. That was over soon enough though. Sitting in the dark where there is nothing to look at and nothing to fall back on but your own thoughts you can't concentrate on getting out or you'll go crazy right away.

It's like being a toy in a toy box, for Him to take out when He wants to play with me. i was trying to think of how to say it when i was in there, locking the toy box, Him the only one with the key and none of His friends can play with that toy. i also was thinking about being the secret in the box, Him being the only one that knew about the secret, letting the secret out a little bit at a time and locking it away again. When He finally let me out of the box, it took me a few seconds to get my legs back under me. He told me to bend over and grab the seat of the box and pull up my skirt. He told me to spread my legs wide and i felt Him grab at His pussy and move the labia ring over. The next thing i knew He was inside me, i was partly inside the box and He was using me for what i'm good for. It was hard and fast and felt amazing because it was the release we needed after the couple of days we'd had.

i was still pretty much nothing but jello afterward and He promised me more time in the box, longer and more often. i'm not even sure how i feel about that. =)

i hope you're all having a good weekend!

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

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