“I did well in my first ever session, keeping calm and working through a whole range of new experiences. Except it wasn’t me, it was her. If she hadn’t been a Dominatrix, she’d have been a fortune teller. Gypsy clever and cat calm.
‘What have you done to me?’ I asked, close to where I’d never been before. ‘Nothing’ she said, bringing me back, ‘And everything’ she purred, leading me on.
She laid me on my back, blindfolded, and tied my every limb. Her hands deftly danced across my thighs and towards my bottom. I tensed up. ‘Were you always afraid of being gay?’ she probed. ‘I feel pretty gay at the moment’, I ventured, heading for safety. ‘Open your eyes’, she commanded… ‘Do you?’ And with her in front of me, astonishingly beautiful and emanating a dangerous femininity, I thought, I wasn’t gay at all. ‘Wipe all judgement from your mind. And breathe’. And then I did not care either way.
I’m sure what you’ll find with Mistress Kali will be different. It will be an adventure. I think I may have been lucky enough to skate around some of her thin ice. I know I was lucky that she could read me so well – and just at the end, perhaps, she let me into a secret.
She’s a dangerous Dominatrix but she’s all heart.”
Sub D
“I first contacted Mistress Kali two years ago to learn more about the kidnapping sessions she was promoting on her website. I was enquiring whether it would be possible to have such sessions considering the fact that I’m in a wheelchair.
When you have such a physical condition, you never know how people, especially those you have never met, will react to your difference. However, Mistress Kali and Mistress Pip were very willing to find solutions to make it happen. It is always heart-warming to have people giving all they have to help you experience the same thing that others do.
With the logistics dealt with, I had a thrilling experience with Mistresses Kali and Pip snatching me from the rendezvous point and keeping me prisoner for a whole night. I will not give more details about the kidnapping to not spoil the fun but I cannot recommend it enough.
After the session, the terrifying Dominas turned to the most friendly and caring people. I really enjoyed the debriefing discussion we had afterwards.
After this session, I knew I wanted to meet again next time I was over from France. As I was in London for work a few months later, I jumped at the opportunity to have a session with Mistress Kali. Of course, as it was shorter, the pace was very intense and the session turned out as delightful as the previous one.
I have now had 4 sessions with Mistress Kali, every time I travel to London I am sure to see her again. I really love the mood she manages to install during the session. Her perfect and creative choice of music helps you enter her universe. Thanks to that and her empathy regarding my limits, it is very easy to let go and trust her enough to totally surrender myself.
I really enjoy rope bondage, it helps me a lot to relax because you have to completely trust the Domina and release all your ability to control anything to her. Mistress Kali is really great at this, she can tie you in a lot of different positions, you never know what to expect.
Talking about not knowing what to expect, she always manages to bring new activities to our sessions, which both respect my limits and are fascinating to discover. Her creativity seems limitless and that also helps me let go because I don’t know what will happen to me once I’m tied up.
Mistress Kali is not only about hurting you, she alternates between tender and hurtful contact and she is amazing at both.
If you have physical conditions and/or doubts about seeing a Domina, I can really advise you to visit Mistress Kali. I’m 100% confident she will make your session an unforgettable experience. Let her know what you need, and what you can and cannot do… that’s the first step of letting go. She will take care of the rest.”
With gratitude,
Sub S
Dear Mistress Kali,
Thank You for an exquisite session last night. It has taken me a fitful night of tossing and turning to fully appreciate what You have done to me.
In fevered flashes i found myself yearning for Your touch, the scent of Your skin, and caress of Your hair. The beauty of Your face, the aching sexuality of Your lithe body, and the swagger of Your confidence utterly devastated me. The sensuality of Your softer side is mesmerizing and intoxicating. You seduced and bewitched me completely Goddess.
And with Your expert hand and devious mind, You set fire to a depravity deep in my soul. You made me crave the debasement and degradation of Your spit. The bondage and hooding that left me a vulnerable object. You made me pine for the fear and pain of suffering for You. You made me realize that i need to be at the mercy of Your teeth, Your flogger, and Your hands that are not only expert, but can be viciously cruel.
As You split me wide open and made me squirm and spasm like the helplessly humiliated slut to which You reduced me, i fully realized the truth of Your words.
i am Yours Goddess. Post session, i am usually able to regain my control and composure for at least a few days, but as i awoke this morning tormented by the memory of last night, i was compelled to confess to You. i am uncontrollably throbbing for You as i write this and realize that i must kneel at Your feet again as soon as possible. You own me Mistress Kali. my cock, my ass, my mind body and soul.
i yearn to see You again. Please let me know when Your adoring worshiper might have that privilege.
With gratitude and devotion,
S.
If you are looking for a mind blowing session with a woman of superior intellect and beauty I cannot recommend more highly the talented and exquisitely cruel Mistress Kali. I knew I was lost the moment my gaze first fell upon her beauty, sparkling hazel eyes with a voice of such clarity and a wicked smile of some anticipated pleasure. There were no options open to me,  I had to submit, as you will.
Mistress Kali played with my mind, taking me on an unimaginable journey that even my wildest fantasies had never touched upon. To benefit from being in her presence my submission had to be total, given willingly, trusting her to take me to a place where I could serve at her pleasure.
My tongue explored every detail of her black patent high heeled boots, from toe to heel, to miss even the tiniest spot of dirt was to invite one of her many whips to caress my naked body leaving a deep red stripe, one that I was able to admire for many days after and recall the intense sensations.
To show my respect for Mistress Kali I was required to kiss her beautiful soft bottom, a memory I will cherish for an eternity. Kneeling at her feet, looking at her beautiful and powerful figure was fantastic, but then to kiss her bottom was beyond words.
Plunged into darkness, my head gripped by a tightly laced and buckled hood, unable to see even the tiniest speck of light, sounds were muffled, I strained to hear the instructions given to me by Mistress Kali, my slow responses were met with a sharp rebuke and an extra stroke of the cane. In my dark space sensations were exaggerated, amplified and time had no meaning. Five minutes or fifty it did not matter, my only thought was to serve Mistress Kali, to accept the training.
Soon all sense of spatial awareness was lost to me, restricted by leather straps, tightly knotted ropes, my mouth held open by a gag. I was completely under her control. Hours of training and serving lay ahead of me…
I have known Mistress Kali for several years and consider myself to be truly lucky to serve as her sub.
K.
I’m a 31 year old professional into electronic music, technology, alternative culture. I knew I liked the idea of the woman being in control from a young age and I don’t know if it was related to material I’d seen on the Internet, or some natural consequence of my upbringing. But damn! I love a woman in control.  After my first few relationships with women, I quickly learned the preference was for the man to be in control, so being wary of putting women off with what could be seen as a weakness meaning I wasn’t generally getting what I craved even when I was in a relationship, so I figured when I could I would go to see a professional dominatrix, to see if I could even tolerate being whipped or having my balls clamped. It turns out I can, pretty well!
I want more! 
Review of the Session
It’s a cold windy February evening, but I’ve finally decided I’m gonna do it: I was waiting outside to be met by Mistress Kali.
I was imagining the multitude of possibilities within, then Mistress Kali called me in and showed me into The Serpent Rooms. Mistress was dressed discreetly, which added to the excitement. As soon as you get in you can tell there is no shortage of fun to be had, and thoughts begin to race around questioning whether you should be there.  
After introductions, health concerns and going through the standard rules, I was given the opportunity to talk about my wants and not-wants, and told the safe word.  I was then told to strip naked and kneel in the centre of the room while Mistress prepared.  I couldn’t help but have a look around, to try and figure out what each device was for, and what the likelihood was that it would be used on me.
I quickly assumed the requested position, pleased with the conditions being just right for me to be naked *and* warm. I was so nervous and brimming with excitement.
Mistress then walked in, somehow looking friendly, stern, and super sexy all at once.  She was wearing thigh-high platform boots which i could have spent the entire session admiring, and a simple basque and thong to keep enough to the imagination.  Altogether looking even more beautiful than her website would have you think, if I’m honest.
After being tied with my legs apart and arms up and apart, I was subjected to my first experience of being tickle tortured!!! I had only had aggressive STOP RIGHT NOW responses when trying this on others in the past, but I went with it and it turned out to be the most fun, erotic tickle I have ever had.  There were a couple of instances of my subconscious trying to make me head-butt Mistress, but I managed to overpower it / she dodged me; I assume she fears nothing.
The friendly tickling introduction soon turned into a demonstration of Mistress’ various whips and flogging implements, demanding I counted up to ten with each one and of course thanking her for each one.  I can’t quite explain it but the sharper the sting, the better, and they gradually got sharper. I quivered and had a moment of wobbly legs before being given a break.
Mistress tied me up in some incredible bondage and put me in a ball clamp.  This was the worst pain yet, but one I’d been waiting for. This was followed by some more bondage to make the predicament even more ridiculous,  I think Mistress was generally amused by the situation and sat down for a minute to have a smoke, using me as an ashtray.
The last scene of the session involved a mask being put over my head so I couldn’t see anything; I’d been tied rigidly to a table and turned almost upside down, with my hands tied down in heavy gloves and the most powerful nipple clamps I’ve experienced.  The teasing and pain I’d craved was executed perfectly, my mind and my blood were racing, I was aroused beyond belief and after what seemed like endless denial, I was finally allowed release. I will be dreaming of this incredible experience until next time.
J