If i am quick about it i can still fit this in under the wire. Unfortunately i am not that great on the lap top keyboard yet and that's the computer i have chosen to write this entry on so who knows if i'll make it in time. i have to post two entries per week and we've been really busy the last couple days so i find myself racing the clock to make this post.
Yesterday we got up very early to go watch Master's brother in law sky dive. Master's sister gave her husband the skydiving as a gift and it was a surprise. When they got to the airport he had absolutely no idea what he would be doing until they gave him a card saying something like "the sky is the limit". He really did alright except that for that whole being terrified thing, until he started getting horribly sick to his stomach from the motion sickness. It was a very windy day and they all tandem jump so as they were jumping the chute started to sway back and forth with a vengeance and as he wasn't in control there was nothing that he was able to do but just go along with the instructor. He got incredibly sick to him stomach but he never did actually get sick. When he landed he was just gray and looked horrible. It's too bad that he felt so ill because i think it might have been a wonderful time for him, he went with several other family members who all seemed to really love it.
It really was too windy, in fact they grounded the plane after the next jump due to the wind, i just wonder if he had been able to go up on a nicer day if he would have enjoyed it more.
Today we had everyone over for a very late Mother's Day, my Mother in law's birthday and Father's Day. Master and i worked last night cutting veggies and meat for kabobs that He grilled tonight and everyone thought they were great. We marinated them in all different kinds of marinade and we had so much food everyone left stuffed to the gills. Everyone played ladder ball that Master made a better version of because ours got broken and it seemed like they all had a good time.
i think that everybody had a good time, i hope so cause i think that Master and i are both pooped. It's time to go watch TV and for Master to have His Father's Day, finally.
Peace to you and yours and Happy Father's Day!
MD's treasure
This is a slave's daily account of a 24/7 BDSM relationship. If you are easily offended by sexual or kinky topics, this journal is NOT for you, please refrain from reading. Should you decide to proceed, my hope is that you thoroughly enjoy yourself and feel free to leave comments.
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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.
Banners here also!
Sunday, June 20, 2010
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