i was in the kitchen just now, straightening up, cleaning out the dishwasher, making brownies for tonight's supper, just general puttering. i put my dirty dishes in the sink from my brownie mess and then realized that i was going to have to wait for Master before i could do the dishes. i still had the leather wrist cuffs on and doing dishes and taking a shower are just about the only two things i can't do with these things on. i made cookies in them once and that was a bad idea so i suppose i should add that to the list. They still have some dough in one of the slots that i just can not get out. It's the tiniest amount but, still, it's there.
Then i thought, last night we were watching TV and i hopped up to go potty, mostly i was thirsty, after a movie, only to spring back like a shot. i forgot i was on Master's leash, a very short one. i'd been on it all night and lately it's not uncommon for Him to tether me to the bed while we're watching TV. i had just forgotten. i asked Master if i could get up to go potty and He sort of ignored me and went to use the bathroom Himself, saying to Himself ohhh what a wonderfulllll relieffff it was to go to the bathroom aaaaaahhhhh. Leaving me leashed up to the bed. ha. ha. ha. He's hilarious. i said i don't have to go that bad, i'm THIRSTY, "oh would you like some urine?" Again, ha. ha. ha. Oh the hilarity that is my Master... rofl. *sigh*.
Sooo there it is, cuffed, doing humdrum chores, leashed, watching movies. i do everything everyone else does there is just a twist to it and oh boy is He twisted! HAHA, no rofl that's not what i meant... Everything i do, every minute of the day is done under His thumb. The crazy thing about it is some times i can be in wrist cuffs or on a leash and it seems perfectly normal to me, it's just my life. =)
Peace to you and yours,
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.
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Sunday, June 26, 2011
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if people only realized just how mundane it really is. just how normal we really are. Stuff like the cuffs are an after thought.
ReplyDeleteI have many times stuck my hands in water only to pull them up with soaking wet cuffs.
Or have the kids come over and sit there yakking away with cuffs on.
normal mundane, yup thats us
starla
**Hugs Starla**
ReplyDeleteGreat to hear from you! Hope all is well with you and John! =)