Would you lock her, in a box?

Several years ago Master and i built a box. i've spoken about it before, but not for a while. It's built to fit me, exactly. There is a nice cushioned seat in there and a removable stool, if standing on the stool my head will stick out of the removable "lid". It's all pretty cool and very very dark and spooky. Master primarily uses it for punishments but hasn't had me in there for a while. If i've had time in the box, i've usually messed up pretty good. This time was no exception. i blew it. Actually that was the problem i did NOT blow it or Him rather. The twice a day cock sucking rule, i didn't do either one. It's up to me to make it happen twice a day, on my own. Once He approached me, and i sucked His cock and i thought it counted, the other time He had me kneel at the toilet and clean Him i also thought that counted. Wrong on both accounts. He approached me both times and it was on me, i should have known better. This isn't a new rule and neither time should have counted.

So into the box i went. With a gag in my mouth to remind me that my mouth shouldn't be empty. The box is dark, it's small, and it's stuffy. Did i mention the box is dark? Did i say it was stuffy? How about dark? So He hand cuffs each hand to the corners of the box and pad locks the door shut. CLICK. That's the lock. He left me in there for a while, actually this time it wasn't very long but after what seemed like 15 minutes or so, He left the house. i heard the dog barking at Him and i heard the back door shut. i knew He was going out to get Saturday's mail. This was late Sunday afternoon and i was pretty sure He didn't grab it Saturday. He was outside of the house for all of 2 minutes, but He still left the house with me locked up! lol

i heard Him walk back into the room but He didn't say a word to me, He told me earlier to be sure i didn't go to sleep. i was just sitting there thinking about what i had done and trying to figure out why i was so lazy. Why not just be overly cautious? If i wasn't sure if one of those times counted, just ask or just do it one more time? But like a doof, i just took it for granted that it counted and took the easy way out. So there was no way i could fall asleep, i always tend to over analyze things when i am being punished. So i was trying to do what i was told, and think about what i did wrong. When i heard Him come back into the room, i was acutely aware of His presence, waiting for Him to talk to me or let me out but i just heard Him sit down. Then it was like a bomb went off in the box, He must have hit the side with His fist. He told me He wanted to keep me on my toes. i just gasped and waited for Him to laugh and ask me if i was still breathing.

A few minutes later Master let me out and told me that He would allow me to make it up to Him and He let me finish sucking His cock from before. Something that Master said after i made Him cum was interesting. He said that after i have been punished and reminded who i am, i am always "grounded" if you will. Those are my words though. i always give Him a very passionate and loving blow job, the sex is always better. i don't know why, i am sure it's because i have been, just as i said, reminded who i am and reminded of my place. The box isn't a bad place to be for a very short time, but the longer He keeps me in there, the harder is it to be in there, obviously. That's all part of the game, if you will.

It's been quite a week since then. His Mom is in the hospital now, since we went over there last night and strongly suggested that she go to the ER. When she got there her Blood Pressure topped out at 224/101 and stayed there for a long time. She was completely unable to answer questions coherently and the risk of stroke was #1 on everyone's mind. They sent her to the best place around with a stroke team, should that terrible event occur. As of this evening, she is talking and answering questions appropriately and her BP is back to normal if not even a little low. Unfortunately there is no answer to all of our questions. So we're playing the waiting game on that.

Before all that happened we were at the vet with our kitty, she got her fanny in a bind somehow and ended up with two tiny staples in her back side! Tuesday night i picked her up to bring her to bed and she felt like an oven, she was so hot. Not very much later there was blood all over the bed and when we were at the vet, the vet said that she had a cut that had become infected, poor baby. She cried when they shaved her bottom and she was so scared =(. She seems to be doing fine now though, just a little more tired than usual but eating and drinking fine! =)

That's it for me. i hope all is well out there in blogland.

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

Just An Observation

i was just browsing and thinking about how people are forever complaining about being approached by "the player" on line. It's no wonder people are approached by players when you take a gander at some of those screen names out there. i am just making this one up but you could be darn sure it's out there somewhere, sub4u2fk. You all get my point. Then that same person will come running to forum xyx and say omgosh you should hear the come-ons i get.... REALLY? No! Say it ain't true! With a screen name like that, you'd think fellers would be lining up at your door with candy and daisies.

All i am saying is that if you don't want to be approached by a player, don't present yourself as a player. Our little sub4u up there may very well be a legitimate subbie who has been in the lifestyle for a very long time who just has poor judgement when it comes to choosing her screen name or on line ID. i think it's more important than people realize because it can stick with you for longer than we realize. When Master and i named this blog, or gave me my slave name i don't think that i realize that i would forever be "precious treasure". We both loved the name and Master made the final decision but to me, i never thought it would become part of my daily life.

This life online is no different than in real life, you have one chance to make a good first impression. Why would you want it to be something blechy? i think i may have made up a word and i like that. If you want people to take you seriously, take a little care when you chose a name for yourself. Depending on where you go in this lifestyle, it could be with you for a very long time.

In other news... there is none. i missed my calling as a reporter huh? It's really nice outside here today, sunny but cold. i looked at cat strollers last night and they are pretty cheap, maybe we'll get one just to try it out and see if the cat likes to go on walks with us. i just don't want to stress her out at all. She is going to need to love this a lot or i don't want to take her with us.

Master had me take the language of love test that Lisa posted on her blog. If you haven't done it, it's pretty neat. Here is the link~ Master and i both took the test last night and it gives you a nice print out to your email of your results if you wish. =)

i hope that you're all enjoying your weekend.

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

Hammered Crap

i have felt like pretty much hammered crap all week. There is something wrong with my stomach some sort of pains or something. i don't know what. Anyway that explains the lack of posts or the lack luster content herein. i just don't have a lot to talk about seeing that i haven't been all that spunky.

Master has been working on this huge sorting project on His computer and while He's doing that He has allowed me extra computer time that normally i wouldn't have. It's been fun but we need to mix it up some. When we're not doing things on the computer or working at the church, we need some balance. We've been talking about finally starting our walking now that the weather is getting nicer but we can talk all we want we have to DO it. i said something about taking a walk the other night. It was late and Master said today He's not sure we should walk at night, due to the increased danger of night time drivers etc. He's right i'm sure because there aren't very many side walks around here. It would just be better for us to walk at night because we're night people and it wouldn't be as hot during the summer. Maybe we can map out a route that is safe for night time walking. That would help a lot because we would be much more inclined to walk at night. Day time would just be a recipe for failure.

Like i said i don't have a lot today, things are still status quo with us. Master took out the labia ring because it was spining and making a huge hole. We were hoping by putting in the tunnel, there would be no more tearing. Unfortunately, we either didn't put the tunnel in soon enough, cause we left the ring out for 2 days to see if it would heal just a little, or the hole wasn't quite as big as we thought. When He went to put the tunnel in the hole was just a teeeeeny tiny bit too small and He would have had to tear it to get the tunnel in. Sort of defeats the purpose. He wants the tearing to stop. So lol He put the labia ring back in to see if it will tear a little bit on it's own haha. Eventually, Master WILL have these labia rings or tunnels the way He wants them. He is very determined!!! =)

So that's it for tonight. Hope all is well out there in blogland! =)

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

It must be my week.

From another blog:

"I have to wonder IF this BDSM lifestyle is something that most of the population can maintain for any length of time."

Well, we're 10 years and counting and we're far from leading the pack. Keep watching this space for our 20th anniversary of collar wearing, kneeling, piercing, bondage and sucking on command.

"Because I have a feeling that at one point or another someone is going to land up feeling lost invisible and hurt."

Unlike all those vanilla relationships that are 50% headbutting and end up in divorce 50% of the time. I'll stick with what works.

~MD, rocking the boat