Tantric Massage in London, Behind Ordinary Doors in Nine Districts
Sixteen therapists, each with her own rate and her own room in her own district, Paddington to Sloane Square, Baker Street to Earl's Court. WhatsApp, Viber or the form — the exact address arrives once the booking is confirmed.
The therapists who work here
Sixteen therapists, spread across treatment rooms in nine central districts — each works from her own, and sessions are spaced so you will not wait behind anyone. Rates differ between them because experience differs. The figure on each card is the price of an hour on her table, and it does not change on the day.
£350 / hour Elise
Baker Street W1
Books out first, week in, week out. If it's Friday you want, ask on Monday.
£300 / hour Noor
Paddington W2
Runs the nuru side and won't start until the mat's properly warm. Quite right too.
£350 / hour Verity
Paddington W2
Says the least of anyone in the building. Several regulars book her for exactly that.
£350 / hour Ines
Sloane Square SW3
If there are two of you, hers is the first name to consider.
£300 / hour Marta
Edgware Road W1 · Queens Park W10
The slowest hands in the house, and every bit of it deliberate.
£300 / hour Lena
Earl's Court SW5
Half her diary happens in hotels, and none of it rattles her.
£250 / hour Sofia
Paddington W2
The strong pair of hands. Ask twice for firmer and firmer is what you'll get.
£300 / hour Camille
Edgware Road W1 · Whitechapel E1
The constant half of most four hands bookings — she's what keeps two rhythms in time.
£300 / hour Anouk
Edgware Road W1
Two hours is her true session. Book one and she'll think you stopped at the interval.
£350 / hour Yana
Bayswater W2
Daytime by choice — the eleven and two o'clock slots are usually hers.
£300 / hour Renée
Barbican EC2 · Earl's Court SW5
More standing weekly bookings than anyone else here. Draw your own conclusion.
£300 / hour Bea
Bayswater W2
The late one. Asking about the ten o'clock evening start means asking about her.
£300 / hour Talia
Bayswater W2
Reads a room before your coat's off. First visits are her home ground.
£300 / hour Mila
Paddington W2
Every hour of hers has a shape you'll feel without ever quite seeing.
£350 / hour Odette
Bayswater W2
Most requested name here, by a distance — usually by people who haven't met her yet.
£250 / hour Roxane
Barbican EC2
Newest on the list, trained under this roof, already collecting repeat guests.
The photographs are the therapists themselves and the names are the ones they use at work. Ask for anyone by name — phone, WhatsApp, Viber or the form, whichever suits. Guests are eighteen and over, without exception.
The sessions
01 — 06
Tantric massage, 90 minutes
The one the whole menu is built around. Long enough for your shoulders to come down off your ears — which alone tends to take twenty minutes if you came straight from work — and for the last half hour to run at the same unhurried pace as the first, rather than at a glance at the clock. Pick the length first, then the therapist. Her card sets the price.
- Length
- 90 minutes, no hurry anywhere in it
- Format
- One therapist, full body, warm oil
- Where
- Rooms across London — or we come to you
- Payment
- Cash on the day or bank transfer
How a visit goes
The same four stages for everyone, first visit or fiftieth. None of it is a test.
You arrive
An ordinary door in an ordinary building, shared with people doing ordinary jobs, no sign — every room we keep works this way. You come up, someone knows your name, and you get a few minutes in the front room, because whatever the Tube or the rain did to you on the way over needs a moment to wear off. Nobody hovers.
A short chat, then a shower
Two minutes, maybe three. What you booked, anything you would rather we steered around, anything that hurts. Then the shower — towels and a robe are already in the room, so leave the overnight-bag faff at home.
The session
It runs unbroken for the full booked time, and slower than you expect — that is deliberate, not a warm-up that forgot to end. If something needs adjusting, say it once, during, and it stays adjusted.
The room is yours for a while
When the booked time is up the therapist steps out, and nobody knocks. Take the shower again if you like, or just sit. Most people take longer to get dressed than they planned, and we count that as the massage having done its job.
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The room
Warm table, low light, a shower behind the door. Dead quiet, which surprises people this close to Tottenham Court Road. The clock faces the therapist, not you.
About usThe price on her card is the price
Each of the sixteen sets her own rate, and it is printed before you enquire. Nothing gets added in the room — no studio fee, no surcharge for oils or towels, no second figure once you are through the door. If her figure is not worth it to you, book someone else or nobody at all. Both beat finding out mid-hour.
Boundaries in writing, not in hints
What each session includes sits on its page before you book, and the boundaries are the same for every guest: this is massage and nothing more, no sexual services, and the guest does not touch the therapist. Printed here precisely so nobody has to test it in person.
We travel, airports included
Outcalls run across the whole of London — hotels, flats, and Heathrow, Gatwick, Luton, Stansted, City. For most of the therapists the travelling rate is her studio rate; the far edges of the map and the small hours get agreed in the enquiry, not sprung on you at the door.
Booked from all over London
Marylebone · Bayswater · Edgware Road · Earl's Court · Camden · Westminster · Soho · Covent Garden · Mayfair · Oxford Circus · Knightsbridge · Chelsea · all twenty-four areas
Questions people actually send
Been reading your site for about an hour now and I am still nervous. Is everyone else less of a mess about this than me?
No. Around half of any month's guests are here for the first time, and most of them say some version of this in the front room, usually while holding the glass of water with both hands. There is nothing to get right — you lie on a table and someone who has done this for years does the rest. The nerves tend to last until roughly the second shoulder stroke, and not much past it.
Daft question maybe, but what do I actually wear to something like this?
Whatever you had on that day. You shower and change into a robe when you arrive, so nobody is grading the outfit — turn up knackered in a crumpled shirt and it makes no difference whatsoever. Bring nothing; towels, robe and shower things are here. The one genuinely useful tip: skip the aftershave. You will only wash it off.
I want to be sure I am reading between the lines right. What exactly is on offer here, and what is not?
There are no lines to read between — that is rather the point of this site. What is on offer is massage: tantric, sensual, body to body, four hands, nuru, couples, each described plainly on its own page. What is not on offer is anything beyond massage — no sexual services, and the guest does not touch the therapist. Both hold for every session, every therapist and every guest, and neither is negotiable in the room. If that is not the evening you had in mind, better to know now, from your own sofa.
How do I actually pay? I could not find a card option anywhere on the site.
Because there is none. No card machine in any of the rooms, no payment link — it is cash on the day or a bank transfer beforehand, whichever suits. The figure is the one on her card, and it covers the whole booking: room, oils, towels, the full time. Nothing gets settled up afterwards, so there is no awkward moment at the end fishing for a wallet while still half in a robe.
Driving in from Essex. Where do I put the car and how do I actually find you?
Honestly — the Tube wins. Every district we use sits inside or hard against the congestion zone, street parking is metered and thin, and the car parks will cost you a fair few quid and most of your patience. Each room is a short walk from a station; Paddington, Baker Street and Sloane Square were picked partly for exactly that. The entrance is always an ordinary shared doorway with no sign, and exact directions, down to which buzzer, come with the confirmation.
My work has a habit of blowing up my evenings at about five. What happens if I have to cancel on the day?
A message with a day's notice costs nothing, and the first same-day cancellation costs nothing either — evenings blow up, we know, we live here too. Studio bookings are not prepaid, so there is nothing to claw back. The exceptions are four hands and outcalls to airports or the far side of town, which are held with a deposit; cancel those inside 24 hours and the deposit stays behind.
Write, whichever way suits
WhatsApp, Viber or the form — we answer on whichever you used. Tell us the session, the therapist and the time. We publish the street and nothing more; the building number and the buzzer go out with the confirmation. That is the whole procedure, and it takes less time than finding a parking space in W1.
Send an enquiry
No card details and nothing to pay online. We answer on the channel you leave.