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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.

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Friday, February 03, 2012

If it is so important to you to keep your sexual preferences secret from your family, friends and the public, then why don't you just dress in normal street clothes when you are with other people?

When i first came to live with Master i had a bit of an inner struggle, knowing that people around me, women mostly, were looking at what i was wearing and judging me. Over time though i realized that pleasing Master and becoming comfortable in my role as His slave was so much more important to me than anything anyone could think of me. So any judgements or dirty looks were pretty quickly tossed aside.

There were some questions as well, people thinking that Master was too controlling and mean to me. That He wouldn't allow me to wear pants or flats in different situations. That too took some time and as the family got to know our dynamic better they soon realized that Master wasn't only the one who wanted me to dress this way. Master's Mom was the most outspoken and i finally had to let her know that i am completely comfortable.

Now the way that i dress is simply, the way i dress. Quite honestly i don't dress in anything that one might consider extreme in any way, it's just different. Everything i wear can be purchased in any average store and with the exception of some pretty rockin' high heels i don't wear anything out of the ordinary, my daily wear is quite normal however. Women these days don't wear hosiery as much as they used to and few wear stockings and a girdle but that's not seen through the clothing.

Should you be referring to the fact that i was wearing the leather collar in public, this was totally an anomaly. During the summer months Master puts the eternity collar on me for the entire summer and i never get a comment. The only reason i hadn't removed the leather collar was because i had a turtle neck shirt on over the collar while in the store and while i was in the fitting room, the door was only open for seconds at a time. As a rule, if the collar is going to be seen, it's removed.

So you see this isn't just about sexual preference this is also a way of life and these are my street clothes. =) Like i mentioned earlier, i got over the judgements quickly and soon came to realize that there's nothing more important than living this life for Master and for me. If i could, if we could, we would be a bit more open with our lifestyle but at this time we can't. Maybe someday we will. In the past couple years we've taken some huge steps that we never thought we would, so we're getting there.

Thank you very much for the question! i hope answered you! =)

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  1. nicely said :) My collar is the only thing that makes me nervous when it comes to family and people in general. The clothes that Master likes me to wear are not obscene or kinky (okay sometimes ;)) but they are "normal" so i just need to find a collar to wear to the gym and in the pool, i'm getting less shy about wearing it the steel one in public.

  2. Normal street clothes? Since when is a dress or skirt with stockings and female shoes not normal street clothes for a woman? I'm confused. Not to be confrontational, but're asking why not wear jeans and tennis shoes in public, frankly, if I wanted that, I would have been gay. :)

    Then again, asking her why she does or wears something is pointless, because it's not up to her.

    To me, it's the women who dress like men who are trying to keep their sexual preferences secret. We keep nothing secret from anyone who asks. Those who don't ask don't need to be made uncomfortable because of their petty prejudices. It's just easier that way for everyone, and we're willing to make the effort to keep the peace, because bigots aren't.

    I know you didn't ask me the question, but you ask My property something, you're asking me too. We think the same way, she's just nicer than I am. :)

  3. I was baffled reading this. Through your pictures and descriptions, I thought you dressed wonderfully. I try to wear dresses and skirts, and for that, at least, I've never gotten odd looks.

  4. Lea,

    i actually really enjoyed the opportunity to answer this question. This offered a terrific way to show that dressing as a lady doesn't have to be looked upon as anything other than perfectly normal and socially acceptable. What has become the norm has only really been OK for a very short time.

    Not long before we were "hatched" =) a lady would have been run out of church for showing up in anything but a dress and it would have been ghastly had she not had her underthings and stockings on as well! =) Crazy how quickly people forget.