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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!

Thursday, June 23, 2011


In most every situation, Master's family refers to His Mom for even the smallest decision. Not because she makes the best ones, but because it's always the easiest for everyone involved. Master's Mom might be called by some, hard headed. No one (except Master) stands up to her, least of all Master's Dad and no one (except Master) ever argues with her.

That all having been said, just this once, because it was Father's Day, she (told) Master's Dad to choose a place to eat. Anywhere he wanted to go, anywhere at all! He choose the one place that i just can't eat, it makes me sick, all of their food, the way they fry it, makes me sick for days. They don't offer anything that isn't fried either. So that was out! =( The second place he chose was fine and we headed off there. We got there, they pulled up and Master had run inside already. i was waiting on the curb for His parents, when they pulled up and said, we (Master's Mom) changed our minds! We're going out of town to a better place! Master's Dad didn't get to choose after all, SHE chose the place, a further drive, much more expensive place, at that! For FATHERS Day! hahahaha!!! *sigh*

So off we go! This place was about 45 minutes away and it was a really nice day so we were all fine with it, it's just ironic that she told Master's Dad to chose and she ended up picking after all. We get there and Master and i are fiddling around at the car and His parents go on ahead. Master's Dad isn't the most careful person and He doesn't look after her very well. She had some pretty serious vision issues as of late and all but lost vision in one eye. She missed the curb and went down on one knee and twisted her foot. Just as Master and i turned the corner of the van we saw her getting up with the help of others and we scooted over there. If they had just waited for us! If she had just let him choose the restaurant! She was walking on it but she said it was sore, but fine. As the day progressed, it became more sore....

Yep, you guessed it. It's broken. She's got a dancers break, broken in several places even. Thank goodness she doesn't have to have surgery. A few years ago she was kicked by my sister-in-laws horse and had the worst ankle break you can get. She hasn't been the same since. She's able to walk on it and she doesn't even have a cast. It's just crazy how things work out, isn't it? She's very blessed actually.

Master is building them a deck and because He's still working out the plans, He changed them quite a bit to make sure she can roll right out the front door with no threshold bump. There may also be a ramp added in the future, either by Master or a cement contractor. When she broke her ankle Master and His Dad had to build a ramp in a day or they wouldn't let her come home.

Master let me stay home today. With all that's been going on, the last few weeks, i am worn out. Even staying home today i found myself working around the house all day. No matter what though i didn't seem to make a dent. i changed the sheets and did some laundry but i still feel far behind. At least i'm not as far behind as i was! =)

There are so many things that i want to do, i just have to take it one day at a time. i told Master and i can't keep this up, this constant running cause i have to drag my head along! He said, you're right, I can just put My head on a shelf"... /sigh that's not what i meant!!! haha i was talking about the pain!

i hope all is well in blogland! =)

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

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