Everything I do, I do with passion. From the lightest roleplay to the harshest anal violations and play piercing scenarios, I always give it my all. If I have no interest in a certain scenario I will not accept a client, but will pass him along to someone better suited to fulfill his requirements. Like I first said long ago, "I am not your Mistress, you are my slave".
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I have purrformed in many videos, yet I have never been as satisfied as I am with my own photography. I have never found a partner to shoot video of my that I have been entirely happy with, so unfortunately so many of my greatest hits (so to speak) have gone undocumented. It's a shame, really. The ones that I have done combine exotic tortures with my fabulous fetish wardrobe and give the viewer a chance to hear my voice... something that is sorely missing from photographs. My voice is deep and like velvet but not dark, with a slight lilt and an undiscernable accent. And then the best part... my laugh. Whether it is at the slaves' expense or just because I have somehow amused myself, my wicked laugh will roar through your memory long after its tones have faded from your ears and somehow manages to occur in every single video scene I've ever done. Imagine that. A Mistress that laughs...
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The exotic allure of smoke passing from a woman's red lacquered lips. Smoking is a deeply ingrained fetish, to watch as the smoke winds through the air, to purrhaps have it aggressively blown into your face or have the smoldering hot embers burned into the delicate flesh of your cock or balls. Or just being forced to watch while in bondage as I languidly smoke cigarette after cigarette with my collection of vintage cigarette holders as the music swells around you...
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Humiliation - verbal, mental, and physical - comes naturally to me. What is an art is to ascertain exactly which sort of humiliation is necessary so that a slave will have a profound experience. There is a whole cartload of mental baggage that leads someone to seek out the services of a Dominatrix for the purpose of humilation... should the slave be aroused by this or completely shamed? Is the teasing supposed to reinforce or repudiate a real or imagined inadequacy? It is a delicate tightrope that I walk in very high heels.
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All words and photos copyright Mistress Katja Minx/Sadomasokitten 1991-2006