The Dark Dominatrix Supreme

The Dark Dominatrix Supreme;
Who all men must obey;
To merely glimpse her makes them dream
To be her slave one day.

Those men who meet her can’t refuse
To follow her commands;
Lusting to please, they gladly choose
To suffer at her hands.

The Underworld is her domain
Where she sits on the throne.
The rod she wields is called pain,
A gift to those she owns.

Here on the night of Halloween
This poet’s bound to call her Queen.