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

The Master makes a guest appearance.

My girl was telling me about something she read and she was reluctant to post anything about it because she goes out of her way to not make waves with anyone. I, on the other hand, don't usually give a shit.   :)   I rarely post anything here and I thought this was as good a time as any to rock the boat.

Libby, of "a submissive's musings" made a post about some "Domme" who said "I am looking for someone who wants a young, sexy Mistress or Princess to spoil, adore and OBEY. If you are ready to be My pay pig, then contact Me now. You must be prepared to PROVE you want to spoil Me financially by sending Me a small donation or gift certificate. If you are not ready to spoil Me with gifts, then KEEP IT MOVING."

Apparently, this "Domme" has links to stores so guys can shower her with tokens of their devotion to her uberness, and they can also buy her crusty, old, used drawers at the low, low price of 2 for $40. Several people agreed with her less than favorable assessment of that "Domme", and several disagreed. I happen to agree with all the commenters. How can that be? Well, like most men in my position, I generally agree with the notion that there are no rules in this lifestyle, and the whole "your kink is not my kink but that's OK" philosophy. However, if I was going to be truly honest to myself and the world, I'd have to admit that I find the entire FemDom idea to be preposterous. I have broad shoulders and I can take the hate that will surely rain down on me for saying that, but I have my reasons and to me, they are quite valid. I certainly don't expect any submissive male to change his way of thinking just because I say so and I would never tell anyone else how to live his or her life as long as it doesn't directly or adversely affect me or mine.

None of us need to pretend to like or understand the way other people live, we don't even have to accept it, we just have to leave them alone to live however they want to because it's none of our business. Libby makes a valid point about how the vanilla world looks at "our world" and when they see crap like that, they look at all of us the same way. Frankly, I don't give a baboon's fat, red ass what anyone thinks of the way we live our lives, vanilla or not. They can accept it or they can "KEEP IT MOVING" as the crusty panty "Domme" would say. I will continue to tell my girl how to dress, when to shut up, when to suck and when to speak. I'll spank, slap, cuff, gag, blind and hood her when I damn well please and I'll put holes in her flesh when and where I please. No one but her has to accept or understand any of it and I don't give a damn that the vanilla world will NEVER accept lifestyles that veer too far from missionary in the bed with the lights off. (That sounds like some kind of attempt to put an end to a game of Sex Clue.) We will never be able to practice the more daring parts of our lifestyles in public without fear of legal and religious persecution, but just as a fat, smelly woman can wear sweats and a tube top to Target, you can wear your collar and rings and tattoos and brands as well, just be prepared to be laughed at, frowned upon and pointed toward. Don't do anything illegal, or even borderline illegal in public and most of us will be able to live and let live. Religious zealots and related nutjobs will always be zealots and nutjobs, just steer clear of them and/or vote them out.

The moral of my story is, I'm selling my rancid, holey, stuck to the carpet, used to be white socks for $5 a pair. Contact me here for the Paypal link.

~MD

Entitlement

i went to a ladies night out last night at the church with Master's Mom. The men cooked a nice dinner for the ladies and we had a lady sing for us. It was interesting being served by all these men to see them scurrying around and working so hard. What was also interesting was to see how seriously they were all taking it. They were really committed to making it a nice night for us. The tables were decorated really well and i mean really well, with mirrors and candles and such. The meal was terrific because they had an up and coming chef from the church drive in from out of town to help put it together and cook it.

They all worked so hard and it was all for the love of the women that go to the church and for their wives. There weren't any women making fun trying "crack the whip" which would have made me really uncomfortable.

Speaking of cracking the whip, i'm sure everyone is familiar with that email that people have been sending around for years now "how to read a woman"? When a woman say "fine" this is what she really means..... When a woman says "nothing" this is what she really means....

Anyway, i saw it again the other night on a friend's facebook wall and it was "liked" i don't know how many times, TONS! It was all i could do not to just say how horrible i think it is that some women, many in the vanilla world, feel that it's okay to bully their partners in that way. It's really all it is, to me they try to intimidate their mates with their horrible tempers and attitudes. As if to say 'if you don't bow down to my terrible mood swings, you'll pay for it', so because the male doesn't want to deal with the wrath of 'Mom', he crawls away with his tail between his legs.

In this day, women feel a sense of entitlement that was never there before. i am of the opinion that there is no one who is entitled, truly no one. Everyone, even in this lifestyle must earn respect. It comes at a price, the price of time and consideration, commitment and loyalty.

There was one remark on that comment that i really loved though, someone said something like, "wouldn't it be nice if women just said what was on their minds instead of just playing these games", that i actually did go back and 'like'.

i should take back one thing that i said though, or rather amend it. There are two sorts of people who are entitled in my opinion. Babies and the elderly. Babies... because they can... and the elderly... because they should. =)

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

Chained Up!

Being chained to the bed brings out all these different emotions. i was laying in bed last night for hours on end not able to sleep looking at all the attachment point and chains hanging from the eye bolts. All i could think about was being chained to the bed and how every time i walk into the bedroom i see the chains under the bed or hanging from the eye bolts at the canopy top.

Master doesn't chain me to the bed every night, far from it, but when He does i'm on a short chain. It's just long enough to reach into the Master bath. Master has the chain exactly far enough that i am able to stand at the sink with the chain around my left foot, just enough to reach the faucet and no further. It's not so much that i have to sleep with a heavy chain on my ankle of course, it's the idea. The idea that i'm stuck. There is a thick leather cuff around my ankle and big chain wrapped around either an eye bolt that goes through the 4x4 bed post or the chain is wrapped around the 4x4 at the foot of the bed at the floor. Either way without a) the key or b) bolt cutters, i'm going no where. Things have changed i think though through the years. He used to chain me to the bed before He built this bed and while i still had the same amount of chain, the bed wasn't so massive and i think i thought, i might be able to pull myself out if i ever needed to. Now i know i'm not going anywhere unless Master says so, period. Of course that's the way with any sort of bondage. The difference is, the length of time and how often i see these chains as a reminder.

When Master locks that last pad lock on or clip or however He decides to lock me in for the night, i know that this will be my plight for the night. Unless He says differently, i am here for the duration, be it 5 hours or 10. He used to care if i was bratty about it or if i pouted or if i was in a bad mood or didn't wanna be in those dumb chains... LOL. Anymore He really doesn't give a crap if i'm into it or not. He'll slap that leather cuff on and that chain on just whenever He darn well pleases and that will be the way of it, end. of. story. If i have a good reason (and it better be very good) He might let me out to go to the kitchen, but chances are, He won't. So before that lock closes i need to be sure i have all my ducks in a row before it's time for bed.

i know i used to just hate being chained to that bed for no other reason than "what if i don't wanna be chained up?" HAHA What an awesome slave-like attitude right? i'm better than i was before, i see the cuffs come out now and for whatever reason, i toss out my wrists or ankles and i am happy to see them now. Usually. There are always times when i'm a brat about it, i can't even say why. i don't want to be, i want to love it all the time, i want to love it as much as He does, all the time. i'm getting better, i am. i can always equate feeling bad physically to not responding well to Him, that's always been consistent. It never makes it right though and it always makes me feel guilty. But that's something altogether different, really.

i was just thinking as i was lying there, not able to sleep, that i know i still have a lot of improvements to make, i have come a long way from where i used to be. In my own mind just being able to be open and honest with myself is a huge deal. In the past i'm not sure i would have been able to write this down or even admit that everything He wanted wasn't perfect in my eyes. i still have so far to go, i was lacking so much when i came to be His but i believe what is important is that He and i continue to strive to mold me into what He wants of me. i know i can't do it alone and He knows it too. =)

We're doing better, back on the right track, back in sync with one another again. It's so hard when we have so much bickering but that seems to be gone and we're back to our normal selves and working together again like we always have. It's a comfort to know that we'll have these times, we'll go through rough patches like any couple and we'll trudge through them, together.

The difference is, one of us might just be chained to the bed while we do the trudging. =p

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

Upside Down!?!?!

Master and i watched Curious George last night.... this song hits home right now. When things all over the world seem so upside down, nothing is really impossible.

Peace to you all!

MD's treasure

Handcuffed Blowjob, Take 2

The video clips that Master and i make are amateur clips. That's the intention, they aren't scripted and i almost never know what we're going to do other than "we're going to make a clip". Sometimes i don't even know that much. So the other day Master told me i was going to give Him a blow-job and that was as much information as i had. It's really more than i usually get haha.

He put this harness blindfold on me and i went to "work" haha. Midway through what i thought was a pretty intense work out, M handed me a pair of handcuffs and told me to put them on. Let me remind you, i am blind folded and not just a lil strap on velcro deal either. A whole head harness buckle up, there's no way in heck you're even going to see a glimmer of light, blindfold. So i took the handcuffs and slap the left cuff shut with several clicks and thought, hmmmmm.... something seems amiss. See... i'm not the one that puts these things on me, like ever. So there goes the mood cause i have to interrupt what was a pretty hot and heavy blow job to tell M that i've blundered the hand cuffs and i'm fairly sure they are on backward.

Sooooo He's gotta get up, fiddle with the keys and we have to start over! This is the one time where Master is totally fine with having as many takes as possible!!! hahahaha

But the handcuff thing? Yeah, i'm pretty much a full-on genius.

MD's treasure

i don't have balls

me- "i think You just do this stuff to upset me"

Him- "Do you have have balls? Seriously, do you have balls because I could say the same thing about you."



Just to clear things up, i don't have balls. He wants me to speak up so when i speak up or talk more, i say the wrong thing. Pretty much a no fail thing these days.

You know what's interesting? We get along better at night than we do during the day. We still have a great time together, laughing and playing and joking. We love to spend time together and do everything we've always loved to do and the M/s dynamic is just as strong and powerful as it's always been. There isn't anything that was there that isn't there now.

What is there that wasn't there is my constant worry and that's what i need to let go of and quickly. It's impossible for me to concentrate on anything while worrying. i worry too much and He's more carefree than ever. i need to find that happy medium. Until i can let go of some of this i'll continue to hurt like i have been and i'll stay upset about every little thing. None of this is good for us.

i continue to have a servants heart and mind, nothing will ever take that away from me. He says that i act like a robot and my emotions aren't there. i feel everything inside and somehow they don't surface. Oddly enough, because i'm feeling them on the inside, i don't know that they aren't surfacing. When i'm hurting, i'm hurting so badly that i don't know that my emotions aren't showing. i can only assume that i am hurting so bad that it's obvious. When i'm happy i feel happy and i assume that it shows, do you have to cry to show happy/sad? i laugh so much that i cry and that my head hurts so badly that it feels like it's splitting open. i am still a robot, He calls me a robot because i sit there and don't answer Him immediately. i know that i don't respond right away. i think about my answers and lots of times i stare into space, why does that make me a robot? Then i get flustered. The answer is coming, maybe just not that second. i still have emotions. It's like demanding emotions makes me withdraw more, let me stare into space and recharge. i'm not trying to be disagreeable, i'm not even thinking, i'm just "being". i don't know if i'm an introvert or whatever i am, i don't need to define it. i am only me. Whatever or whoever i am, there are tons of emotions and thoughts inside me i just might need a moment to answer or react.

That was a lot of mumbling and rambling and i know it didn't make a lot of sense, the truth is i just needed to get that out. i might even get in trouble for saying what i said. He might get angry if what i said was misleading because i am at fault a lot here also. i just know that the blog was always a place of solace for me and a place where i could come and write about everything and nothing and Master would just let it go. It has changed some over the years though, today i am going back to those journaling days where you just sat down with a pen and paper and pretend that no one but you will read it. Where you write until your hand cramps and your brain hurt. Today is one of those days.

Anyway, my brain hurts and if you're still with me, you're a brave soul. =p

Thanks for reading today.

MD's treasure

Cabin Fever

March Q & A~

To anyone sending questions via my email address~ please let me know if you would like your question posted on the blog. Questions that are more personal i am less likely to post on the blog unless given the A-okay from you to post it! =)

Keep them coming but be specific if you want your question posted please! =)

Master and i had to make a quick run up to the fish store cause our fish got sick and now it's going to be a pain in the butt to get them better again. It's common but just a pain to get them all well again.

Master and i continue to struggle some lately, i think it's just a thing right now. It's not bad and we're talking things through but we do seem to be a lot less tolerant of each other more lately than most times. It could just be that we have an old fashioned case of cabin fever, who knows.

As much as i don't really like summer, i'm looking forward to getting outside some and being able to get more exercise. We both need it. i know that it will be fun to do more "play" stuff outside too. We've hardly ever done anything in the pool and i would like to try some type of bondage in the pool. i know we're limited with privacy but it would be fun to at least play around in there. Setting up a night time camera out there would be a blast while having the pool light on. i don't even know what is possible but Master did have some silicone/rubber cuffs at one time that He made that would be perfect for that type of setting. The silicone and stainless steel collar would also work great too. Too bad Iowa is only warm for about 4 hours out of the year! hahaha okay it's not THAT bad! =p

i'm sure it will get better soon, i have faith.

i hope all is well out in blogville!

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

March is Q & A Month

March is Question and Answer month in Blogville! If you have a question for me i'm happy to answer whatever ya got! You can post your question in comments or email me @ precioustreasure_md@yahoo.com if you wanna remain anon! =)

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

Yes Master

This week hasn't been great, it hasn't been terrible but there are just times when Master and i don't gel. Master put it pretty well the other night when He said that no matter if i think He's right i am going to learn, He is right in all situations. Unless something detrimental will happen i need to sit back and learn how to say "yes Master" in all situations, no matter what.

Trouble is, i'm not good at that. When i know i'm right, i don't want to see Him fail or i don't want to see something go wrong. The other thing is, i'm not good and trying things a different way, i want to try things "the way i know". Doing something a different way is not only confusing to me but it's stepping out of my comfort zone. The thing is that doesn't matter to Master, what it says to Master is, i am being disobedient. It's saying to Master and i am digging my feet in and saying "i must do it my way". The point is, it doesn't matter why i'm doing it, what matters to Him is that i'm doing it at all. i have to learn to step out of my own little world and completely into His.

We've been together long enough for me to know that no matter how hard i think i'm trying, i need to do things His way. It's much easier said than done. In the heat of the moment, all i see is that i'm trying to help or i'm trying to "do the right thing". What am i really doing? i'm trying to take over. i'm trying to do *my* thing, not His. i never EVER see it until it's too late, He's already mad and i'm already confused about why he's mad.

Even though our relationship is built on TPE we are still human and we make mistakes. There will never be a time when everything will be perfect, all we can do is keep trying. What amazes me is our ability to bounce back and get back on the horse. i know i still have so much to learn and every time we go through something like this i learn a little more about Master and i learn more about my place.

i have to learn that i'll never stop learning His way. i don't know it all and my way might be right some of the time, i know that Master does value my opinion on some things. He just needs me to remember my place. It's really easy for me to get over zealous.

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure