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Goddess Soma is a delicious, heavily tattoed lifestyle and pro Domina (Dungeon Servitus) and fetish model. She specializes in forced femme, CBT, bondage and corporal punishment, spanking, cropping, singletail, flogging, humiliation, foot worship and trampling, smothering, tease and denial, medical, violet wand, headgames and hot and cold sensation play. Other fetishes will be considered. Goddess Soma combines sincere empathy and warmth with delicious cruelty. You will find her company delightful to the eyes and stimulating to body and mind. Goddess Soma is a true sadist, don't let her warmth and smiles fool you, she loves to inflict pain. Goddess Soma has a size seven foot with high arches and beautiful soles.

Goddess Soma is looking for a male submissive. He must be a heavy masochist, able to wear marks, open to medical and impact play, and live in the San Diego area. A flexible schedule is preferred. This person will be shared dungeon property.
 

Goddess Soma is the collared Protege of the lovely Domina Angelina.

Goddess Soma is currently seeking a heavy masochist with a flexible schedule. This is a position available for a devoted dungeon slave. You will be expected to run errands, care for all the Dommes associated with the space and make your body available as a canvas for our wicked art. A male is preferred but the right female will be considered. Eye candy would be nice but the four most important factors are: heavy masochist, flexible schedule, financially stable, devoted and loyal. Don't waste my time applying if you are not a masochist.

I also have the profile GoddessSoma on collarme.

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11/1/2007 1:18:06 PM
Every once in awhile humans have a relationship that is so amazing that it somehow trancends space, time and that little bit pathos that is intrinsic in all of us.  When a relationship like that dims and ends, crashes and burns or falls apart like a nuclear explosion, the fallout reaches not only every aspect of our own lives, but creates a ripple effect that is so powerful it touches the lives of everyone around us.

I just had this experience.  In the midst of the fires raging in San Diego, my boyfriend of three years and myself went through a breakup, the kind more like the nuclear explosion than the dim and fade.  I suppose it's poetic, the timing.  Somehow that's not comforting, at least not today, maybe in a few years.

The breakup was as passionate as the beginning of the relationship.  Which probably means there was something very special there.

So I guess this is my public good bye and "thanks for all the fish".

He was wonderful and I hope one day we can be best friends again.


11/1/2007 1:05:38 PM
Goddess Soma is currently seeking a heavy masochist with a flexible schedule.  This is a position available for a devoted dungeon slave.  You will be expected to run errands, care for all the Dommes associated with the space and make your body available as a canvas for our wicked art.  A male is preferred but the right female will be considered.  Eye candy would be nice but the four most important factors are: heavy masochist, flexible schedule, financially stable, devoted and loyal. Don't waste my time applying if you are not a masochist.

10/22/2007 3:30:44 PM
A word about my marks... As I promised, a word about this past Friday with my beautiful Anya, or as you all know her, Domina Angelina.  As usual the day went nothing like we planned it, the phone ringing incessantly, people dropping by, things to be done, people to talk with. Then there were rubber bras to be tried on, sissy phone interviews, and of course we had hours and hours of talking between the two of us. (There's NEVER enough time for us to talk.) We finally walked down the road and got a chicken curry, brought it back to the space and had a few still moments. Ah, and then the marks... Anya put me on the St. Andrew's. I was wearing nothing but my new black rubber bra (a gift from Anya). She was wearing a pretty white blouse, the kind with lightly puffed sleeves and an empire waist, negative space floral, or maybe I made that part up. First she spanked me. She spanks me hard and fast, rhythmic, making my skin burn...The rest starts to blur in my mind, did she flog me or go straight to the singletail? I remember the singletail. I remember screaming very very loud, and bouncing from foot to foot, twisting against the cuffs. I remember the lengthy stinging sensation, remember her cooing and comforting. There was a moment where she was in front of me taunting and threating nipple torture. Ouch ouch ouch! My nipples are SOOOO sensitive.  She gave me a masterpeice of a lashing with the singletail, one of her perfect marks landing directly on/in my asscrack!

Then there were tears. I cried in her arms. There were kisses and sweet words.  Lots of sweet words.

And today there are fires everywhere, we left our suburban homes and are hiding out in the dungeon. The air is making me dizzy.  Very dizzy.

10/19/2007 2:00:32 AM
Did I mention how blessed I am! I have the most wonderful pet on the planet! AND the most wonderful Teacher! Tomorrow is special, I kneel to Her in the morning.  I am hoping She marks me with Her crop or Her floggers.  She is an absolute artist with Her floggers, you havn't lived until you have seen my Anya do her flogger dance.  I'll be sure to post all the delicious sordid details!

10/15/2007 9:39:57 PM
My pet wears a bracelet for me!  Every day to his job and out with his friends, carrying me around his wrist...

10/12/2007 2:06:47 PM
For My pet:


Alabaster
(sometimes called satin spar) is a name applied to varieties of two distinct minerals

: gypsum

(a hydrous

sulfate

of calcium

) and calcite

(a carbonate

of calcium). The former is the alabaster of the present day; the latter is generally the alabaster of the ancients.

The two kinds are readily distinguished from each other by their relative hardnesses. The gypsum kind is so soft as to be readily scratched by a finger-nail (hardness

1.5 to 2), while the calcite kind is too hard to be scratched in this way (hardness

3), though it does yield readily to a knife. Moreover, the calcite alabaster, being a carbonate

, effervesces

on being touched with hydrochloric acid

, whereas the gypsum alabaster, when so treated, remains practically unaffected.

Due to the characteristic color of white alabaster, the term has entered the vernacular as a metonym

for white things, particularly "alabaster skin".


10/12/2007 2:05:23 PM
Below is a little description of the origin of the word Mentor. For me this is a tribute blog to my amazing Teacher, Domina Angelina, or as I call her "Anya". Anya is the Hungarian name for Mother. I have been blessed by the universe, the ancient Greek Gods and Goddesses or maybe by some magnetic force, who knows... All I know is that I have been blessed. I have learned so many things, made mistakes, picked up tricks, practiced like mad and fallen deep under a spell I can't explain, a bitter-sweet dance in the misty parts of the mind. With all my heart, thank You, Anya....


In Greek mythology

, Mentor was the son of Alcumus

and, in his old age, a friend of Odysseus

. When Odysseus left for the Trojan War

he placed Mentor in charge of his son, Telemachus

, and of his palace. When Athena

visited Telemachus she took the disguise of Mentor to hide herself from the suitors of Telemachus' mother Penelope

. (See Odyssey

Book II, lines 255 and 268.) When Odysseus

returns to Ithaca

, Athena (in the form of Mentor) takes the form of a swallow

and the suitors' arrows have no effect on him.





"Telemachus and Mentor" Illustration for "Les Aventures de Télémaque"

The first recorded modern usage of the term can be traced to a book entitled "Les Aventures de Telemaque", by the French writer François Fénelon

[1]

. In the book the lead character is that of Mentor. This book was published in 1699 and was very popular during the 18th century and the modern application of the term can be traced to this publication [1]

.

This is the source of the modern use of the word mentor: a trusted friend, counselor or teacher, usually a more experienced person. Some professions have "mentoring

programs" in which newcomers are paired with more experienced people in order to obtain good examples and advice as they advance, and schools sometimes have mentoring programs for new students or students who are having difficulties.

Today mentors provide their expertise to less experienced individuals in order to help them advance their careers, enhance their education, and build their networks.

9/23/2007 3:47:23 PM
First, a warm thank you to all the delicious people who sent me little notes after my last entry. Kisses to all.

I am lying in bed with the computer.  Tired today from a late night of eye candy and flesh exploration.

I have this lovely boy I play with now.  he has beautiful alabaster skin that he keeps perfectly shaved, everywhere.  I took him with me to a play party at the Dungeon last night.  I feel warm thinking about it.  Happily the group of people at the party were delightful.  It was relaxed and pretty.

I had my alabaster boy on the medical table, tracing his flesh, his nipples with the violet wand, and writing my name on his stomach.  Apparently, the M and the A from Soma are still visable today, and are a bit "stingy"...

I have been taken on as Domina Angelina's Protege recently.  She is an amazing woman with alot of experience.  She is a true artisan and I am so proud to be her Protege.  It is going to be a learning experience and I am excited to be challenged in a new way.

I have a nickname for her, Anya, it means Mother in Hungarian, and is close to her name.  Of course, as a Protege I am submissive to her, a little difficult for me but I feel a natural softness and submission towards her creative, maternal personality. 

Last night was interesting, I had my toy with me at Anya's play party and also had my fabulous boyfriend there.  I have such different but intimate relationships with each of them and it was an amazing dance, exchanging on so many different levels.

And today, I am tired, the sun is soft, coming through the window, falling on my white comforter, my shirt is pink and yellow, my fingernails are red, tapping on the black keyboard.... I feel peaceful. 


9/20/2007 2:08:36 AM
I have to admit being very sad to write this journal entry. I have been contacted in the most foul and disrespectful way by someone on collarme. I have found most of the people I have met on collarme to be very respectful and am pleased to say I have made some friends and found some delightful slaves that I am so proud to train as my personals. But unfortunately, as anywhere, there are some nasty cruel people hanging about. My experience is with someone who contacted me, out of the blue, and berated me. I want to make it clear that I do not tolerate this behavior. Although, people can hide under the internet cloak of anonimity, (bloody hell, there's no spell check on here...) there will be karmic return as surely as in the offline world. It is my belief that this particular person will not find the enriched D/s relationship he seeks, and is probably a miserable little bugger. I find it hard to believe that someone in a community that is supposed to be based on exploration, tolerance and sexual and emotional creativity took time out of his pathetic little life to judge me for the clothing I wear and the fact that I have a picture of myself kissing a slavegirl. (His words weren't nearly so restrained.) Last time I checked the BDSM and fetish world wasn't that puritanical... For those of you who are curious about this little slob, and without further ado, drum roles or rants: Ladies and gentlemen, I introduce to you the one and only: User: USEME4U4EVER Please all feel free to give the lurking lad a big round of applause, but most of all to any of you that adore me and/or adore a true dominant Lady, I urge you to stop by his page and give a little friendly nod. Maybe you could let him know how counterproductive for our beloved community it is for us to berate and disresepect each other (except of course as part of a delicious consensual humiliation). With much love to all you birds of paradise, superfreaks, femme fatales and sweet submissives...and all you others as well. I wave my crop in admiration and like some terribly, disgusting inspirational film, say, "Live and Let Live!" (For fucks sake!) "Do as you will harm none!" and all the equivalent battle cries... My god, I have gone grand on this entry! xoLady Soma

8/18/2007 6:45:47 PM

A WORD ABOUT VANILLA

A friend of mine, also a ProDomina, was visiting me a few days ago.  We were lounging about in my kitchen, talking and looking at some things online.

For those of you who are curious her name is Mistress Aurora.  She has been a good friend to me for a fair amount of time now.  We share similar views on life, family, art and BDSM.

I have to share her delightful observations on the word vanilla.  As a side note, she is also a talented pastry chef.

Mistress Aurora says to Lady Soma,
"You know what drives me crazy?....It drives me crazy that the word vanilla is used to describe the straight world....I mean, vanilla is such a wonderful fragrant delightful thing.  Not that the straight world is bad, but how come they get vanilla?  Why not something more bland....like oatmeal for example..."

Lady Soma agrees, "Or gruel, perhaps.  They could be gruel...."

I think someone said something about "please sir, may I have some more..."  Or was it please mistress?  Either way we moved onto to other topics.

But this interchange has jumped into my head over the past few days, and I keep thinking, "Yeah, why DO they get to be vanilla?"

No offence to you oatmeal lovers out there, but we're reclaiming vanilla for the spicey side of life. xo



8/15/2007 12:51:57 PM
I have been talking to quite a few people on collarme over the past few days and have really enjoyed some of the exchanges.  I am so pleased to be part of this section of our community and have found this resource to be a delicious choice. 

I have been thinking about a specific subject for a couple days and wanted to say some words about initial contact protocol. 

So many of us spend alot of time online, talking semi-anonomously to myriads of people.  I think in the process there is a tendancy for people to become extremely casual, sending quick informal messages excluding a formal greeting and closing.  This is something I am guilty of also.

I found myself becoming irritated by this informality when potential subs contact me without the formal "Lady Soma" greeting.  I understand that some people copy and paste or send out form notes as an initial contact. 

I believe if a sub is contacting a potential Dominant they should at least have the courtesy and respect to address their request to the Dominant personally.

This is not so much an irritable rant as much as a little bit of a nostalgic longing for pre-email formality.

Give me your warmth, tell me who you are, send me your tearful poetry and BDSM ideology but do it within the format created for a sophisticated civilization.  Call me by my elegant name, Lady Soma...

Kisses and Slaps. xo

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 Age: 18
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