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Ode to The Dominatrix Supreme of the Underworld

Ode to The Dominatrix Supreme of the Underworld

In the dead of night, as shadows loom,
I brace for the darkness that spells my doom.
For Halloween whispers with a sinister breath,
“Madam will rise, you’ll soon dance with Death.”

Her laughter rings out, a harbinger’s call,
A sound that sends chills throughout the dark hall.
With each flicker of candle, I see her transform,
From Mistress to Monster, her presence a storm.

The Domina Supreme’s Halloween show,
Is more terrifying than even she knows.
Leather and chains adorn her frame,
With each crack of her whip, she stakes her claim.

The air thickens heavy with dread and despair,
I’m bound and I shudder beneath her fierce stare.
Her sadistic delight in my trembling form,
Presages new tortures delivered with scorn.

“Tonight, my dear duckie, you’ll find your new place,
Which in the depths of my darkness, you will learn to embrace.
Your limits are merely a line I’ll unwind,
For in this domain there is no will but mine.”

The whip lashes out, each crack splits the air,
I scream in agony, a sound full of despair.
Still, crushed and restrained my body complies,
My arousal betrays me, despite all my cries.

“Look at you, trembling, caught in my snare,
Your fear fuels my power, it is so exquisite and rare!”.
You’ll cross new thresholds of suffering this Halloween night,
In my realm there’s no wrong, there is only my right.”

Each lash of the whip sends shockwaves of pain,
New boundaries shattered, I spiral insane.
My mind’s a mere plaything, a puppet on strings,
As she pulls me deeper beneath night’s wings.

In horror, I experience intense pleasure and pain,
Twisted together, in a barbed wire chain.
With each fresh torment I’m filled with despair,
There is no escape from this living nightmare.

“Do you feel that thrill, as your sanity fades?
This darkness, dear duckie, is where fear parades.
Embrace your submission, let go of your fight,
For I am your Supreme this endless Halloween night.”

As I writhe in despair, my body’s aflame,
A battle of instincts, yet it’s all just a game.
Madam Supreme reigns, my life in her hands,
And I must obey her sadistic demands.

So here in this nightmare, I tremble and weep,
And the fear in my heart runs far too deep.
On this Halloween night, no mercy is found,
I face true darkness for I am Hellbound.

With each lash of her whip, I pay a great cost,
In the depths of my suffering, my sanity’s lost.
My will is gone, my soul her broken toy,
Beneath the Supreme, my darkened joy.

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duckie is the devoted submissive and property of Madam Nora Sinclair, the Managing Editor of FemdomU Magazine. As her personal administrative assistant, he manages the daily updates to the magazine’s website and handles various business concerns. duckie’s journey of servitude is rooted in a lifelong admiration and unwavering dedication to Madam Sinclair, beginning from a young age. View Full Profile

1 Comment

  1. Madam Nora

    As you read your poem to me last night, the tremble in your voice was absolutely adorable. I did enjoy it, and it thrills me to no end that Halloween is just days away! Now, duckie, you are a skilled and eager sub, and I do appreciate your dedication to pleasing me. However, I hear you had a little help with your assignment… be sure to say a proper thank you.

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