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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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Friday, June 28, 2013

What Scares you Most?

The other night Master sent me an email.  It was titled "assignment".  Sometimes when i get those emails i immediately get a lump in my throat because i think it's going to be horrible.  This time i sort of got that feeling but the assignment wasn't that bad.  It sure stuck with me though, the whole idea of it has been with me ever since.

This was the assignment:

I want you to take 30 minutes and come up with a list of things that have never been done to you, things you fear I'm likely to do or make you do sooner or later, or even things I might never do, but you think are possible...things that terrify you.

Go!

That was the entire thing.  Only thirty minutes, hey not too bad.... that was my first thought.  Then it started to sink in, i had to dedicate 30 minutes to thinking about things that i knew He may do to me in the future that seriously terrify me. Umm ready, set, scream!

So once i read the email again i thought i could categorize them into things that completely terrify me and things that just mildly freak me out.

So this was my response:

Terrified of:
Branding
Hood with a breather gag.
Any other type of breathing restrictions really, like through a tube or whatever.

Things that frighten me;
Labia piercings.
Cuttings.
Big piercings that require holes or tunnels.
Fire play.
Shave my head.
Not let me use the furniture or sleep in the bed anymore.
Take away coffee and tea.
Take away soda.
Take away specific foods that i like not just like cake and cookies but specific foods that i like such as beets because You don't like them, things like that.


i guess that's about all i can think off right off the top of my head, i'm sure i'm missing some big ones.

Yours


There are a couple on there that i should explain.  The branding is one that has always freaked me out to the core.  It's also been one that i've always thought He might actually do someday.

The piercings i only put on there because i know there will be more piercings some day and some of them will be fairly intense.  i want them, i'm just frightened of them.

Shaving my head.  Master really loves long hair, it's almost a passion of His, if you will.  However if it ever gets to a point where He doesn't care for my hair for some reason, i could see Him shaving my head completely.  That would freak me out, a lot.

i have just been thinking about this list a lot since i wrote it, i wonder what i missed..... i certainly missed a few things i'm sure...... hmmmm....

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure





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