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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, December 30, 2012

Sex, Chains and Leashes

Last night Master decided that i would sleep leashed to the bed in addition to the normal ankle cuffs, chains and wrist cuffs.  So i hadn't been turned loose when i began writing this post as of about 2pm today.  i just asked if i could go use the rest room and take care of the bird.  He said i could do those two things but denied a coffee run.  Once i was yet again tethered to the bed, He said "bend over the bed, I'm going to fuck you now." The leash He uses is only 6 feet long and once it's wrapped around the center of headboard of a king size bed i only have a very short distance to work with.

i did as i was instructed and while He stepped away for a short time, i set my glasses on the bed somewhere.... because i knew He would be taking my hands from me at some point and using the wrist cuffs to immobilize me and i'll end up flat on my face.  =)  As soon as He came back today there was no ceremony, He ordered me up on my knees, He was already hard and inside me before i knew it.    Very soon He pulls my wrists out from under me, as i thought He might and attaches the cuffs with a double snap hook.  While i'm flat on my face Master is pounding me from behind and decides that He'll change His point of entry and i hear Him grab the lube.  It's been a long time since Master has used me that way and while it always feels good, it's that hurts so good, feeling.

Once Master was satisfied He offered me a towel and told me to roll over.  i couldn't imagine how in the heck i was going to do that!  With my hands cuffed behind me, my ankles cuffed and the leash stretched to it's limit, all the while trying to hold a towel between my legs.  i tried for a moment to roll over and Master had a good chuckle.  He took pity on me quickly and unhooked the snap hooks and gave me my hands back.

Master left me on my own still leashed to the bed with of course the understanding that i was to remain where i was.  i immediately remembered that i had set my glasses "somewhere" in a rush and now had no idea where they were.  Master was in the shower and i couldn't sit because what if i sat on them?  So now, i'm sort of stuck! lol!  i have to stay kneeling on the bed, keeping the towel that He's given me between my legs, scooting around the bed, "looking" for my glasses by feel only.  So i'm very carefully picking up blankets a tiny bit at a time, feeling around, hoping that each little shiny thing might be my glasses.  To no avail.  i do this for a long time, like a longgggg time.  Ten minutes at least.  Then i think maybe, just maybe, Master might have seen my glasses sitting on the bed and picked them up and set them on the bed side table.  i turned around, felt on the table and there they were.  Heh.  All that time and they were right where they were supposed to be all the time. Oops. =p

i sort of wish i had some video just to watch me scoot around on the bed while i was blindly searching for my glasses while Master was in the shower.  hehe! 

i hope you're all having a nice Sunday!

MD's treasure

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