This past week has been nuts around here! Master started His desk
project and that meant taking the entire den apart. i have been trying
to sneak in a post here and there but every time i sat down to start a
post He would need my help!
Anyway, the desk is nearly
finished and now that just means putting the room back together. i
can't wait to see what it looks like once it's all in place! i think
it's going to look awesome. i can't even imagine what it would have
cost to buy something like this instead of build it. It's really
beautiful, pictures soon, i promise! The cage isn't included yet,
however, He doesn't have the portion finished. Soon, soon... i swear! =)
So
here's something exciting! While Master was waiting for me one day, He
put this live chat on the blog! i am super stoked about it! Whenever
you come to the blog, just type in a screen name and see if i'm on! If
i'm on line, i'll be logged in! Here's the thing though, you certainly
do NOT have to wait for me to be online. You are totally welcome to use
this as a chat room to visit with each other at any time!
It's not a
sophisticated program and couldn't be easier to log in to so please
feel free to pop over and chat whenever you like! There may be more
structured times where i'll be on line for question and answer type
things. We'll have to see how it works out. Right now we're just
testing it out!
Hope to chat with ya soon!
MD's treasure
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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!
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Saturday, May 25, 2013
It's A Process!
The other day Master and i went to buy some supplies at Menards, if you don't know what this is, it's a chain Home Improvement Store. Anyway, we had a large lumber cart that wasn't cooperating and Master told me to stay with the cart while He went and gathered some other items we needed.
i did as He said and stood at the cart while He was away. While Master was gone i was just watching passers-by with their carts, shopping and walking around. i took particular notice of this one woman with her cart. She was clearly browsing the store with not much aim, if you will. She was going up and down each isle as though she was just looking for ... nothing. She really looked sort of lost and more than anything, she looked as though she had no purpose. i watched her weave in and out of each isle with nothing at all in her cart.
The more i watched her the more appreciative i became of the structure in my life. i knew absolutely nothing about this woman but her patterns just made me so grateful for Master. As i stood there at our cart watching for Master to appear, it occurred to me that when He turned the corner and saw me, it probably wouldn't even cross His mind that i was exactly where He left me. Why would it? He told me to stay, so there i stood.
Why isn't everything so cut and dry for me? Some rules i couldn't imagine breaking, no matter how difficult they are. When i'm hungry and i know He wouldn't find out why can't i just sneak a bite? He won't know. But i just can't, it's against the rules and He says so, that's why. The keys to the locks i wear are in His pants pocket at the end of the bed, would i ever think to unlock myself without His permission? That's actually laughable, i would never.
Why then is it okay to run around the house barefoot sometimes or in lower heels than the rules state? That's a big one and i am reprimanded often for this same infraction. Talking from room to room, it was "okay" to just do that. Until now, that is. This is one He's demanding i stop immediately. The punishment will be to wear a gag until He's satisfied that i've learned that lesson. He doesn't care where i am in the house, i'll come to Him to speak. Unless the situation is dire, of course.
i wish i knew how to make each and every rule mean as much to me as the next. Every single thing comes from Master, every single solitary word that comes from Him are His words to me. That in and of itself is enough for me to take it to heart. Why then would there be any distinction at all from one rule to the next? Sure there are some that are more sentimental than others, but everything that He tells me to do, everything that He wants from me should carry the same weight.
From holding a board for Him and helping Him build His next project to helping Him choose a movie to watch. i am His partner in all things. Everything should be just as important as the next and the next. i would love for Him one day know that every rule, everything He expects of me will be "done" without question or having to wonder. How amazing would that be, for the both of us?
i say this a lot, i need work! i try every day to recognize where i'm faltering. Master corrects me often and as difficult as it is, i need it. It's a process, it's a journey, it's our life. i wouldn't trade a moment of it!
Peace to you and yours,
MD's treasure
i did as He said and stood at the cart while He was away. While Master was gone i was just watching passers-by with their carts, shopping and walking around. i took particular notice of this one woman with her cart. She was clearly browsing the store with not much aim, if you will. She was going up and down each isle as though she was just looking for ... nothing. She really looked sort of lost and more than anything, she looked as though she had no purpose. i watched her weave in and out of each isle with nothing at all in her cart.
The more i watched her the more appreciative i became of the structure in my life. i knew absolutely nothing about this woman but her patterns just made me so grateful for Master. As i stood there at our cart watching for Master to appear, it occurred to me that when He turned the corner and saw me, it probably wouldn't even cross His mind that i was exactly where He left me. Why would it? He told me to stay, so there i stood.
Why isn't everything so cut and dry for me? Some rules i couldn't imagine breaking, no matter how difficult they are. When i'm hungry and i know He wouldn't find out why can't i just sneak a bite? He won't know. But i just can't, it's against the rules and He says so, that's why. The keys to the locks i wear are in His pants pocket at the end of the bed, would i ever think to unlock myself without His permission? That's actually laughable, i would never.
Why then is it okay to run around the house barefoot sometimes or in lower heels than the rules state? That's a big one and i am reprimanded often for this same infraction. Talking from room to room, it was "okay" to just do that. Until now, that is. This is one He's demanding i stop immediately. The punishment will be to wear a gag until He's satisfied that i've learned that lesson. He doesn't care where i am in the house, i'll come to Him to speak. Unless the situation is dire, of course.
i wish i knew how to make each and every rule mean as much to me as the next. Every single thing comes from Master, every single solitary word that comes from Him are His words to me. That in and of itself is enough for me to take it to heart. Why then would there be any distinction at all from one rule to the next? Sure there are some that are more sentimental than others, but everything that He tells me to do, everything that He wants from me should carry the same weight.
From holding a board for Him and helping Him build His next project to helping Him choose a movie to watch. i am His partner in all things. Everything should be just as important as the next and the next. i would love for Him one day know that every rule, everything He expects of me will be "done" without question or having to wonder. How amazing would that be, for the both of us?
i say this a lot, i need work! i try every day to recognize where i'm faltering. Master corrects me often and as difficult as it is, i need it. It's a process, it's a journey, it's our life. i wouldn't trade a moment of it!
Peace to you and yours,
MD's treasure
Friday, May 24, 2013
New Doctor, Big Surprise
Master started seeing a Doctor here in town a few months ago. We decided if we liked him, we would think about switching my care from my current physician to the new doctor. It wouldn't be something we'd take lightly because i have a rather extensive medical history. We wanted to see this doctor a few times and make sure he would be a good fit. This was also a decision that we've been mulling over for years because my doctors nurse was really a thorn in my side and preventing me to see the doctor when needed. my doctor, we felt, just wasn't providing great care for me so it was time to start shopping around.
Master had seen this new guy a few times and we were satisfied that he would be more than satisfactory in providing the care i was going to need. We both liked him, he was about our age and had a good sense of humor. It would also be nice for Master and i to see the same doctor, just for consistency.
Today was my first appointment to "establish care", as they say. As i go to every appointment with Master, i already know the new doctor so there wasn't much of a "meet and greet" type of thing. We just talked about what i thought i would need from him and ran through the basics, all the boring stuff.
So he had me hop up on the table and that's when he asked me about my septum piercing, he was simply curious as to when i had gotten it done as he didn't remember seeing it before. i told him that i got it done in February and since he brought it up, i said that i'd read all over that when "doctor shopping" be sure to find a piercing friend physician. He sort of laughed and said that he was neither, that it was none of his business!! =) Oh, well good deal! =)
Then he said, with sort of a quirky smile on his face, "speaking of which, I do know that this (tapping the Eternity Collar) isn't just a necklace, am I right?". i just smiled of course and looked at the doctor and looked at Master. Then immediately said to the doctor, "How did you know?!" He just said that he'd seen pictures. He wanted to know more, our level of involvement and what it meant to us. i obliged by showing him the tattoo as it really tells our entire story, with the cuffs, the collar, ball gag. We didn't completely spill the beans and say that we're Master/slave...that type of thing. i just said that this is our life and it always has been since we got together. Master did however say that it was the BDSM symbol at the bottom of the tattoo and the doctor was completely familiar with that.
i've been having some issues with my left shoulder that he gave me some exercises for. He asked if we are careful not to do any BDSM related activities to further injure my shoulder, while it's healing...... hahaha REALLY? A doctor who you can talk to about BONDAGE? OH MY GOSH!
i just can't believe how fortunate we are to have not only a doctor who tolerates BDSM but one who is familiar enough with it to recognize a collar when he sees one and knows at least a little bit about bondage! =) Win.
Peace to you and yours,
MD's treasure
To say we were stunned is, an understatement? Yeah that's the word. Amazed, that's another good word. Good fortune, that's another good saying.
Master had seen this new guy a few times and we were satisfied that he would be more than satisfactory in providing the care i was going to need. We both liked him, he was about our age and had a good sense of humor. It would also be nice for Master and i to see the same doctor, just for consistency.
Today was my first appointment to "establish care", as they say. As i go to every appointment with Master, i already know the new doctor so there wasn't much of a "meet and greet" type of thing. We just talked about what i thought i would need from him and ran through the basics, all the boring stuff.
So he had me hop up on the table and that's when he asked me about my septum piercing, he was simply curious as to when i had gotten it done as he didn't remember seeing it before. i told him that i got it done in February and since he brought it up, i said that i'd read all over that when "doctor shopping" be sure to find a piercing friend physician. He sort of laughed and said that he was neither, that it was none of his business!! =) Oh, well good deal! =)
Then he said, with sort of a quirky smile on his face, "speaking of which, I do know that this (tapping the Eternity Collar) isn't just a necklace, am I right?". i just smiled of course and looked at the doctor and looked at Master. Then immediately said to the doctor, "How did you know?!" He just said that he'd seen pictures. He wanted to know more, our level of involvement and what it meant to us. i obliged by showing him the tattoo as it really tells our entire story, with the cuffs, the collar, ball gag. We didn't completely spill the beans and say that we're Master/slave...that type of thing. i just said that this is our life and it always has been since we got together. Master did however say that it was the BDSM symbol at the bottom of the tattoo and the doctor was completely familiar with that.
i've been having some issues with my left shoulder that he gave me some exercises for. He asked if we are careful not to do any BDSM related activities to further injure my shoulder, while it's healing...... hahaha REALLY? A doctor who you can talk to about BONDAGE? OH MY GOSH!
i just can't believe how fortunate we are to have not only a doctor who tolerates BDSM but one who is familiar enough with it to recognize a collar when he sees one and knows at least a little bit about bondage! =) Win.
Peace to you and yours,
MD's treasure
To say we were stunned is, an understatement? Yeah that's the word. Amazed, that's another good word. Good fortune, that's another good saying.
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Productive Day!
Yesterday was a very productive day for Master and i. i mentioned that Master is going to build a desk for the den and that means moving things around a bit. Master really only has His buddy that comes over on Tuesday nights to help Him move things and it's a lot to ask him to help us do everything. So we needed to get a big entertainment center downstairs and Master was going to do it Himself. Once Master had it all strapped to a cart, i helped Him get it down the stairs. i didn't just guide it down the stairs either, i was working and it felt good! Once we had it all in place in the basement, Master said that it went very smoothly and He was really excited to have that portion of the job done.
Then later when Master's friend came over we had another task to tackle. This one wasn't going to be quite so simple. Master had this older 55" rear projection TV that we needed to get from the basement to the living room, up... stairs. Just to give you and idea of the weight of the thing, it took 4 men to get it down to the basement and part of the bottom broke off when they were taking it down. So... this was going to be difficult to say the least. Master and His buddy had been talking about how they were going to get this monster upstairs for literally years now. As there wasn't really a great solution it just sort of sat stagnant. But today was the day and solution or not, it was going up! i said that i would help and they hadn't planned on me helping nor would i be counted on for much support.
After a whole lot of deliberating, i said why can't we just carry it up "like this"? In other words just 'man handle it'? Master on the bottom, His buddy on top and me in the middle. Master's buddy said "OHH A SANDWHICH!" "sigh" ... hahahaha Well, not exactly, but if we drop it, we'll have "Master pancake". So that's what we did, one painful step at a time. Sort of a heave-ho type of thing and it sucked but we did it!!!! i actually helped!!! i mean i helped, i know i did, cause i am sore today from lifting!! =) It's a good sore and we're super happy to have it up here!!
The thing is, the TV wouldn't sell for more than a couple of dollars but it's still a nice TV and it was just sitting down there wasting away. Our living room TV took a poo and why buy one when we had one in our own home? So WIN. =)
The best thing for me about yesterday was the feeling of being used as a real slave, a working useful slave. When so often i am not feeling well and hurting, i am not able to participate as i feel i should or could. Yesterday i was able to be helpful and not feel too badly afterward. All around, it was just a good productive day!
While we were having a good day, let it be said that we were not uninformed. We were thinking about those who are hurting, so very heartbroken and devastated by the tornado in Oklahoma. i wish we had the resources to send lots of money to help. Apparently that's what they need more than anything, the red-cross is asking for cash.
Peace to you and yours, especially those of you in Oklahoma.
MD's treasure
Then later when Master's friend came over we had another task to tackle. This one wasn't going to be quite so simple. Master had this older 55" rear projection TV that we needed to get from the basement to the living room, up... stairs. Just to give you and idea of the weight of the thing, it took 4 men to get it down to the basement and part of the bottom broke off when they were taking it down. So... this was going to be difficult to say the least. Master and His buddy had been talking about how they were going to get this monster upstairs for literally years now. As there wasn't really a great solution it just sort of sat stagnant. But today was the day and solution or not, it was going up! i said that i would help and they hadn't planned on me helping nor would i be counted on for much support.
After a whole lot of deliberating, i said why can't we just carry it up "like this"? In other words just 'man handle it'? Master on the bottom, His buddy on top and me in the middle. Master's buddy said "OHH A SANDWHICH!" "sigh" ... hahahaha Well, not exactly, but if we drop it, we'll have "Master pancake". So that's what we did, one painful step at a time. Sort of a heave-ho type of thing and it sucked but we did it!!!! i actually helped!!! i mean i helped, i know i did, cause i am sore today from lifting!! =) It's a good sore and we're super happy to have it up here!!
The thing is, the TV wouldn't sell for more than a couple of dollars but it's still a nice TV and it was just sitting down there wasting away. Our living room TV took a poo and why buy one when we had one in our own home? So WIN. =)
The best thing for me about yesterday was the feeling of being used as a real slave, a working useful slave. When so often i am not feeling well and hurting, i am not able to participate as i feel i should or could. Yesterday i was able to be helpful and not feel too badly afterward. All around, it was just a good productive day!
While we were having a good day, let it be said that we were not uninformed. We were thinking about those who are hurting, so very heartbroken and devastated by the tornado in Oklahoma. i wish we had the resources to send lots of money to help. Apparently that's what they need more than anything, the red-cross is asking for cash.
Peace to you and yours, especially those of you in Oklahoma.
MD's treasure
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