Friday, October 27, 2006

The Sole of the Matter

After receiving many private email requests essentially asking me the very same thing (may I buy you a pair of shoes for your birthday, Mistress?"), I've decided to post several pair of fetish shoes that I currently covet and that would make a lovely birthday token for those so inclined. Links included, of course.

I wear an American size 9 which is generally a UK 7 but occasionally if the style runs small it is a UK8. All of the purrticulars are noted for you so none of the thinking has to happen with your big head, just the little one (I know that is soooo much easier for so many of you).

Fetish Boots for Katja Minx

Alex Victim, Black Leather, size UK8

Fetish Boots for Katja Minx

Jean Flair, Black Leather, size UK8

Fetish Boots for Katja Minx

Lola Plat, Black Leather, size UK7

Fetish Heels for Katja Minx

Chloe Flair, Black Leather, size UK7

Fetish Heels for Katja Minx

Chloe Frieda, Red Leather, size UK7

So there you are my kittens, for those who want to purrchase something more purrsonally aligned to my footwear fetish!

Of course trinkets from my Amazon Gift List or Sephora Wish List (always search for Katja Minx if not automatically connected to my lists) are always appreciated as well...

For those who've waited this long, I'd say that belated Birthday cards may be in order - or extra spankings for your tardiness!

Katja Minx

Thursday, October 26, 2006

Rediscovery

Today as I sit at my computer pondering both my own writings and my other focus of promoting my buddy Buck Angel, I decided to reload the Ipod. This is my second Ipod - the first one was one of the very first available with that awful wheel, and after a few years of fairly constant use the screen went dead (which was endlessly annoying) and rendered fairly useless. Luckily one of my purrsonal slaves noticed my frustration with it and gave me a newer model, of which I am quite fond. I’ve even decorated a boring black leather case with some kitty prints, so everyone knows it’s MINE.

Anyway, as I was going through my stash of CDs I found my separate case of CDs marked “Session Music”. I put in what I remembered to be one of my very favorite ones - Ephemeral from Synaesthesia - and have now spent one very happy hour daydreaming about past sessions spent with this dark melodic music playing.

Nice.

Katja Minx

Sadomasokitten

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Fun at Porn Shoots, The Fantasy

Ask anyone what they think a porn shoot is like and I'm sure you'll get many answers. I have been involved with many shoots on every level - as purrformer, model, director, costumer, cameraperson, dildo-wrangler - and can say that it's one of those experiences that everyone in world should have once: because once is usually enough.

The fantasy usually goes something like this (insert or force tongue firmly into cheek here): The folks behind the scenes spend hours and hours getting everything ready, they want the background, costumes, and scenario to be absolutely perfect. Nothing is left to chance. Nothing is forgotten, in fact everyone makes sure to bring extras of everything - condoms, lube, toys, lights, batteries - as well as some tasty, upscale food to folks to munch on (don't want anyone having an energy dip!). The surroundings are always luxurious and plush - nothing but the best for our performers! Fine hotels, upscale houses, top-notch Hollywood sets, it's all here. Everyone arrives ontime and in a good mood, ready to put in 100% to make this the best damn porno ever made.

Then precisely on time, the talent arrives. Fresh as a daisy after a full 8 hours of sleep and a light, healthy breakfast of fruit (don't want to ruin this morning's enema!), freshly scrubbed and smelling of flowers or clean linen, they walk in and greet everyone with a hearty hello and the European double kiss! They bring with them large bags with several changes of costume (just in case!), a few pairs of shoes, lots of extra panties and accessories, their own toys and dildos, a pouch of their favorite condoms and a tube of their favorite lube. As they sit down, they find the person in charge and hand over their AIM test results and 2 forms of valid ID and smile prettily while holding them up to their faces so the cameraperson takes a few shots to satisfy recordkeeping requirements. Why wait for anyone to ask?

Then it's off to makeup and hair. The female talent has made sure that they're nice and clean, and freshly shampooed. And would you look at that, they've even brought some of their own makeup and favorite hairspray to share with the makeup artist and hairperson! We can all hear them giggling in front of the mirror as they have to only spend a few minutes to make all of the girls jaw-droppingly beautiful. The male talent are always ready for their close-up, and made sure to add a few extra sets of bicep curls and crunches to their ordinary workout schedule, just so that they will be more defined and look better for you in closeup. And imagine that, they took the time to get a decent tan and you can just smell the Irish Spring every time they walk by.

This all takes but a few moments (as everyone is naturally gorgeous and needs so little makeup, hair, or other cosmetic enhancements) and then the talent steps out, ready to have a pleasant little chat with the director and cameraperson about today's filming. But basically, everyone is just ready to go! We all form a circle and say the Porno Prayer (please God, bless our little film...) raise our hands in a group "Whooo!!!!" and then it's time to start.

Now it's time to get to the sex. Since everyone is so incredibly beautiful (and you know that only beautiful people can have beautiful sex), absolutely no direction is required to get exactly the shots that are needed... the talent already know exactly what to do, when to do it, how far to pull the hair, pussy, balls, ass aside so that the camera can see the action so everything is just all engines go! Players are added and taken off the field at just the right moments so that no one gets too fatigued, and we always have our best players "in motion". Once a player has been called off the field they are patted down with a moist towel and given a big fluffy robe and slippers, maybe some hot cocoa with those little tiny marshmallows to make sure they're nice and comfy and ready for their next scene.

No one ever says stop, or that's too hard, or that's not in my contract, it's all about taking one for the team and always giving the camera the right expression. After all, we can always talk about it later, after the action is over! Because how many women that you know would reasonably object to being fucked by an "extra" guy they've never met, being tied with their hands way above their heads for an hour or so, or a little double anal penetration? It's a given - they're PORN STARS after all - so what if the bukakke wasn't planned? Hey we've got everyone here, the camera is rolling, and the guys are all ready to cum so why not?

If anything goes wrong or not as planned, we just call it a "blooper" - our fans love to see that stuff anyway - so it's never a wasted moment and everyone just has a good laugh.

Oh, and EVERYONE has an orgasm. A real, visible one. On cue.

Once the filming is over, everyone applauds the good work, and we have a group hug. Then each person peels off to get themselves all fresh again and makes sure to take only the things/costumes/toys they came with. On the way out (since it's so crass to talk about money - this is art!) each performer is handed an envelope with their day's pay inside, a thank you card, and a little mint. The crew cleans up quickly, making sure to leave the studio in better condition than they found it, and they all go out for a few brewskis and talk about how great the days shoot was, and how much they all can't wait to work together again.

Stay tuned for Part Two - The Reality

Katja Minx

Sadomasokitten

My Amazon Birthday Wish List

Sunday, October 08, 2006

Spam sandwich, anyone?

You’d be absolutely amazed if you saw how much spam I receive daily. Whether it’s on comments to this blog or gets clogged up in the filters on my email, it’s really insane. Of course because I have logged many zillions of miles on the old XXX odometer the, ahem, quality of the spam that I receive is of a particularly low quality and terribly unimaginative.

Unfortunately that doesn’t allow me the luxury of not having to delete it constantly. And even having to look at it takes time. To the spammers of the world I say…

Hey, at least give me a side of something interesting to go with the entree of crap…

Katja Minx

Sadomasokitten

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

That Time of the Month

(How a real Dominatrix celebrates her birthday! Party hats are NOT optional.)

Yes, it's that time of the month - and year - to remind all admirers, supplicants, and just those who have enjoyed whatever little piece of me they have managed to acquire over the years that my birthday approacheth.

The happiest day of the year is OCTOBER 31st.

Yes that's right Einsten, I'm a Halloween baby. All of the ghoulishness that goes along with this special day goes along with me. And of course it explains a lot.

So should you wish to celebrate along with me, I do have an Amazon gift list as well as one with Sephora (always search for Katja Minx in California). Wish to purrchase something more purrsonal? Send me your ideas to sadomasokitten@yahoo.com, you might be able to tempt me.

Katja Minx
Sadomasokitten

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

What a Girl Wants

Staying alive in the adult industry is such a different animal than it was in the "good old days". It's really amazing for me to see all that has swirled and changed around me. While I still do see select slaves from time to time, my life as an everyday pro-Domina has slowed considerably. I do keep my stable of purrsonal slaves (because a girl just can't go cold turkey) and do keep my toes dipped into several other pots that keep the creative juices flowing.

Lately I have been spending much of my time as the webmistress for Buck Angel - a truly unique purrformer in the world of adult. We met years ago when we were sharing dungeon space in downtown LA, and have stayed close since. Buck is the only kind of purrson I want to associate myself with anymore in the BDSM or any "scene" - someone who is exactly what they purrport to be. No bullshit. No more dominatrixes who are actually sexually submissive. No more fetish purrformers and models who put on the outfits for going out but would never think to go home and fuck while wearing them. No more clientele who claim to be "really into" something yet have never tried it before and must suffer accordingly. No, Buck truly is the Man With a Pussy, an FTM pornstar out to create an entirely new genre of porn, and one of the most down-to-earth and real people I've ever had the pleasure to know.

I do mean to write more often, really I do...

Katja Minx

Sadomasokitten