I made a comment to Arnie when replying to his poem about his " Bawdy Night". Told him he might enjoy this one. ( Those of you who have read this already, thank you for indulging me. ) So here it is:
The Song Of Mistress La-Lash
Come over here and kiss me. Slide your fingers through my hair. Look into my eyes and say, how much you really care.
Wrap your arms around me; trail your hands along my spine. Brush your silky lips upon each eye and tell me I'm sublime.
Let me feel you quiver, as I'm held in your embrace, then drop upon one knee and say, you've finally learned your place.
When you have pleased my passions, and shown me your respect. I'll reward your meager efforts with the treat that you expect.
I'll give you what you really want, the pleasure mixed with pain... . But the truth of your humility will bring me wealth and fame.
There are many like you, who keep secret their desires. They all come to have me fan, those smoky hidden fires.
They come here domineering, but I teach them to submit, and when they finally leave me, they have a smile upon their lips.
When next you come to visit, know that your secrets I will keep. Just put some money by the lash, and place a kiss upon my feet. 
PS. The character " Mistress La-Lash " was inspired by ' Claw' over at PK.
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"...Morgan le Fay was not married, but put to school in a nunnery, where she became a great mistress of magic." - ?Mallory, Morte d'Arthur MM Award Winner 
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