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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 precioustreasure_md@yahoo.com. 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.

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Monday, November 21, 2011

i am third

i mentioned in my post over the weekend that we were meeting a couple for dinner. While we talked for literally four hours and if i'm not mistaken, closed the restaurant down, i took one main thing away from our evening. i would like to try to share that here.

i left there asking myself, "Am i selfless enough to call myself a slave?".

Am i? Really? How much time in the day do i spend on me? my thoughts, my actions, my dreams, my ideals, my hopes, my work, my focus, where is it? Honestly how would i ever really know unless i kept track and then it would be foiled by the act of keeping track.

The only way to truly know if you're selfless enough is to open your heart and soul and ask yourself. Take a good long look at who you are and another way, if you keep a blog is read back through your blog. How much time do we spend talking about us and what we want vs. our Master's and everyone else. Honestly, i haven't done that, i'm afraid to. i'm afraid to know how much time i've spent complaining about my headaches or not feeling well. i'm scared to know just how often i've said, "i don't wanna do.... blah blah blah". Yes it's my blog it should be about me, it should be about the real me, my honest feelings, i just want my honest feelings to be less about me and more about others. It's a goal. =)

So where do i start to fix it? i'm not going to lament on where i've been or whoa is me, i'm a terrible slave i'm so selfish, i'm not going to go back and read my blog posts. What i AM going to do is start fresh. i know that my focus should be on everyone else if i truly have a servants heart. Him, everyone else, then me. "i am third". Where my God fits in there is between He and i, of course.

i am going to fail a lot i guess the important thing here is, i want to try hard to focus more on Him, everyone else, then me.

i am third.

MD's treasure

3 comments:

  1. You are second unless and until I say otherwise. You belong to me and no one else. You will be respectful to others, as always, but not put yourself beneath them.

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  2. It's not my business of course, but I did want to comment on your original post - that you lose your ability to care for others and do anything for anyone if you don't take care of yourself first, or at least right after your Master.

    And then I saw your Master's comment, and am relieved to see that He feels the same way - if perhaps for different reasons, or from a different POV.

    The end result is the same. You've chosen wisely I think. :)

    Tapestry

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