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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!

Friday, June 15, 2012

It's Worth It

It's becoming so very clear to me lately that the more you do for people, the more you open yourself up to criticism and the more vulnerable you make yourself.  If i am going to care about someone and wear my heart on my sleeve, then i am going to get hurt.  There are no two ways around that fact.

Is there a way to truly care about people, put ones heart into their "work" if you will and still be guarded?  i think the answer should be a resounding no!  If you truly want to throw yourself into what you're doing and who you're caring for then you need to let your guard down or there will be no trust.  i am of course speaking about Master's parents and the work we do for them.  They call, we're there.  They need something we're there.  No matter the time of day or night.  We're no hero's,  that's the way it should be and thousands of other people our age are doing the exact same thing we're doing right now, caring for the people who raised them.  However, if we screw up we're on the chopping block for it in front of the rest of the family and His Mom offers no defense in our favor.

Yesterday was His Mom's birthday and in the past the ladies have gone out for lunch.  The older ladies in the family, that is.  i have been invited a few times but it's really the older ladies and since the falling out between Master and His sister, i haven't been invited.  The men don't go to the lunches and we were told that on Wednesday night as well, the men don't go, His Mom clearly stated it.  OK, so Master and i won't be going then.  Thursday we show up to clean late afternoon, no one is home.  We figured they were out messing around for her birthday.  Nah, His Mom and Dad were still at the lunch, that they BOTH went to.  Oh, Master's sister and husband went as well.  So we were the only ones from her immediate family that weren't there and as i type this, it's all i can do not to cry because His Mom knew they were going, i know she did.  It's just how she try to avoid telling me His sister was going to the lunch, altogether.  i am making an assumption of course and that's no good.

i wanted to pack up and ask Master if we could come back another time and finish our work, once His Mom told me about her party.  How could i do that though without making even a slight scene?  So i kept my head down and kept dusting and polishing while Master was outside painting.  i didn't tell Master about the lunch until we were on our way home, it was best to keep it to myself until we were gone from their house.  i didn't want to ruin her birthday and i knew Master would have been very upset and as it turned out, i think i might have been more or just as upset as He was.

As a rule in my life i believe we're meant to give of ourselves to those we've been given.  For instance, i was given Master and His family as gifts from God.  Therefore i should give the most of myself to Master and what He'll allow me to give, i give to His family.  i should do this with all the love in my heart and without regret or fear of being hurt because this is family.

Now as foo foo and wonderment as this all sounds, i screw up and fail all the time.  i get mad and impatient and complain when i shouldn't but this is what i truly believe i am meant to do!  This is what my ultimate goal is, this isn't what i actually DO!  Well i do give the most of myself to Master, i do that.

The thing is, i really honestly to try to do all those things and as long as i'm still trying there should be support in a family. It should be a two way street, everyone should have each others back and stand up for one another if there is bad mouthing going on.

i just have to remind myself, risk vs. reward.  i know we are doing the right thing every time we walk into that house and how good it feels to leave them at night knowing they are okay and maybe we just made things a little easier for them.  It's seriously worth it.

Okay, that's enough whining for the day.

Master and i have more work to do for His parents, they are expecting company next Tuesday and she wants her carpets cleaned.  Of course her company is seriously going to be there two hours!  She must have her carpet cleaned so that's what we'll do!  Once we're finished cleaning her house and painting our time is our own again! YAY.  =)

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

This song is so awesome as a pick me up! Enjoy!



  1. I spent years as a caregiver for a parent who would alternately dish out love and condemnation. I don't regret a single moment in retrospect, although there were times I felt used and abused. Instead of feeling slighted by the lack of an invitation, could you consider yourself fortunate to have had the time alone with Master without the distraction of their presence?

  2. You couldn't be more right and i have more to be thankful for than one could imagine. More often than not i am a duck, allowing everything to slide right off my back.

    Of course, i was looking at the bigger picture and not one luncheon invitation. When one thing happens, it's easy to think that it's a mistake, when two, three or ten things have happened, a pattern has clearly developed and it's impossible to not be hurt, at least for a while. Until you pick yourself back up and move on to the next chore.

  3. Despite everything Serafina did for Mom (the last two years it was Serafina's efforts that prevented us from having to put Mom into a nursing home much more than my own - I was working full time) Mom struggled with accepting her until very close to the end.

    I don't know how to make that kind of hurt go away . . .

    I loved my Mother very deeply, but I also knew that she showed me precious little respect for all that my slave/wife and I did for her, and I suspect that you are in a similar situation.