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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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Monday, December 31, 2012

Formspring Question!

Do you prefer stockings (or) pantyhose?


Hi!  Thanks for the question!  This is one of my favorite topics! =)

Before i met Master i wore primarily tights and some pantyhose.  When He first took ownership of me and began my clothing and girdle training, He began with a long legged, high waisted, panty girdle.  i wore panty hose under those for many years until my training took me to where i am now. 

Now i wear only stockings with an all in one open-bottom girdle, with a regular bra underneath for extra support and i couldn't be happier!  i just love the look, feel and convenience of stockings.  Some might be shaking their heads thinking "convenience"?? but yes!! really i do mean convenience!  There are no pants to mess with, no panties to deal with and there is always the clean, put-together look of hosiery.  If one stocking runs, i don't have an entire pair of pantyhose to toss in the trash, i can simply find another match in my spares!  

The only time i wear pantyhose now is if we're working in very cold weather for extra warmth so they certainly have their place for me, but there's really no contest.  i love stockings! =)

Thank you again for the question!

MD's treasure



Sunday, December 30, 2012

Formspring Question

Okay. So maybe your BDSM lifestyle is more extensive that I realized. However if that's what makes you happy. Who cares what people think. My point is that as those relationships go yours is not all that kinky.


i am completely okay with that, as Master and i detest the word "kinky".

i can only speak for myself and as i don't consider myself "kinky" i simply consider our relationship to be what it is, if some want to call it kinky, fine.  If others want to call it vanilla that's fine too, we just call it "us". 

That being said, what do you consider a kinky relationship?  i mean a real livable life with the ups and downs of actual life.  Considering aging parents that need to be cared for, jobs that need to be worked, bills that need paid, animals that need cared for, children that must be cared for (if the couple has them), homes that must be kept up, illnesses that must be tended to or doctor appointments.  i am not talking about what Master so eloquently spoke of "a play party".  i am speaking of a real life.

i am of the opinion that Master has weighed our lifestyle and there is nothing "vanilla" if you will, about it.  The Master/slave element is ever-present no matter where we are, who we're with or what we're doing.  Even if we're apart for hours, days or weeks at a time. (When i was caring for my dying Mom). 

i will say one last thing.  This blog has always been one thing, the truth.  Our relationship is what it is.  i just write because Master told me eleven years ago when we got together that i would write every day.  Then eight years ago, i brought it on line and He told me i would write at least twice a week.  This blog is simply our life.  i love my readers, i love the fact that i have made friends and met some pretty amazing people and i love how people like yourself challenge me.  However, i won't make crap up just because you may not think we're kinky enough. If you don't think we're kinky, then.. um... okay? =)

Thanks for writing.

MD's treasure

Sex, Chains and Leashes

Last night Master decided that i would sleep leashed to the bed in addition to the normal ankle cuffs, chains and wrist cuffs.  So i hadn't been turned loose when i began writing this post as of about 2pm today.  i just asked if i could go use the rest room and take care of the bird.  He said i could do those two things but denied a coffee run.  Once i was yet again tethered to the bed, He said "bend over the bed, I'm going to fuck you now." The leash He uses is only 6 feet long and once it's wrapped around the center of headboard of a king size bed i only have a very short distance to work with.

i did as i was instructed and while He stepped away for a short time, i set my glasses on the bed somewhere.... because i knew He would be taking my hands from me at some point and using the wrist cuffs to immobilize me and i'll end up flat on my face.  =)  As soon as He came back today there was no ceremony, He ordered me up on my knees, He was already hard and inside me before i knew it.    Very soon He pulls my wrists out from under me, as i thought He might and attaches the cuffs with a double snap hook.  While i'm flat on my face Master is pounding me from behind and decides that He'll change His point of entry and i hear Him grab the lube.  It's been a long time since Master has used me that way and while it always feels good, it's that hurts so good, feeling.

Once Master was satisfied He offered me a towel and told me to roll over.  i couldn't imagine how in the heck i was going to do that!  With my hands cuffed behind me, my ankles cuffed and the leash stretched to it's limit, all the while trying to hold a towel between my legs.  i tried for a moment to roll over and Master had a good chuckle.  He took pity on me quickly and unhooked the snap hooks and gave me my hands back.

Master left me on my own still leashed to the bed with of course the understanding that i was to remain where i was.  i immediately remembered that i had set my glasses "somewhere" in a rush and now had no idea where they were.  Master was in the shower and i couldn't sit because what if i sat on them?  So now, i'm sort of stuck! lol!  i have to stay kneeling on the bed, keeping the towel that He's given me between my legs, scooting around the bed, "looking" for my glasses by feel only.  So i'm very carefully picking up blankets a tiny bit at a time, feeling around, hoping that each little shiny thing might be my glasses.  To no avail.  i do this for a long time, like a longgggg time.  Ten minutes at least.  Then i think maybe, just maybe, Master might have seen my glasses sitting on the bed and picked them up and set them on the bed side table.  i turned around, felt on the table and there they were.  Heh.  All that time and they were right where they were supposed to be all the time. Oops. =p

i sort of wish i had some video just to watch me scoot around on the bed while i was blindly searching for my glasses while Master was in the shower.  hehe! 

i hope you're all having a nice Sunday!

MD's treasure

Formspring Question

You're concerned about master's parents. A little bondage, an occasional spanking and some oral sex. That's about as vanilla as it gets. What are you worried about?

 
Thanks for your interest.

If i'm honest i'll say that your question was a bit off putting at first but once i slept on it i was able to see that you clearly aren't familiar with our relationship.  It's an easy mistake to make as an on line blog is really a snippet of what goes on in a 24 hour lifestyle.

i am more than a little guilty of not sitting down and writing about every single exchange that goes on between Master and i but i do believe that there is much to learn about our relationship from the inside out.  Some bloggers have a talent, in that they are capable of grabbing one liners from their owners throughout each day and turning it into wonderful blog posts that give their readers more in depth looks at their relationships, i am working on doing that as well.

Master has told me many times that the topics i write about are far too bland by definition. However, when we started the blog He didn't want to set any parameters and wanted me to feel a certain sense of freedom regarding the topics i wrote about.  There was to be no difference in this blog and the journals i was using before.  i was supposed to feel free to write anything and everything and feel no fear of reprisal from Him at all.  

i may have gotten off topic there a bit but my point being, i know i haven't included as much of our BDSM, M/s, TPE life as my readers deserve and need to get a good picture of our true life.  That being said, i would like to include something Master mentioned while He was reading what i was writing.

It's about respect. Master doesn't give two hoots about anyone finding out how we live our lives, but he'd prefer that his parents don't find out because it would bother them. He would prefer to spare them the trouble, whether he agrees with their beliefs or not.

Below are questions that Master posed to me after i brought this question to His attention;

Is having a collar locked on you 24 hours a day, every single day of your life vanilla?
Is wearing ankle chains more often than not and sleeping cuffed and chained every single night of your life vanilla?
Is having bits of chain, random cuffs and padlocks lying all over your house at any given moment vanilla? 
Is not being allowed to see, eat, speak, pee, poop, sleep, watch TV or anything imaginable without permission every single time vanilla?
Is having a big, locking wooden box with a seat in it, taking up a chunk of the den vanilla?

If those things are vanilla, then i'm proud to be vanilla. This is real life, not a play party. i won't apologize for not being up on a cross 12 hours a day or being hogtied to sleep every night.

 i thank you for your question and your interest in our life.  You are more than welcome to clarify your question, if i've taken it the wrong way.

MD's treasure