"I have some shoes for you Jayne, look!" Miss Cathcart ordered."Madam!" Jayne gasped as miss Cathcart showed her a pair of elegant black shoes with fi...e inch stiletto heels, "I can't walk in those." she protested."No my darling they are not for walking," Miss Cathcart agreed, they're for playing, "Try them!"Jane pulled her own own heeled sensible shoes off and peeled off her tights and panties before taking a new shoe and trying it on, "Seriously I cant walk in these," she protested as Miss. Huge, floppy boobs encased in a black leather harness bra and in her hands the largest syringe Molly had ever seen."Two litres be enough?" sassy asked."Yeah for a start - then we can finish the rectal examination".Molly hated the idea of an enema, especially from this woman, but the nozzle now replaced the safety of her butt plug and the water began to flow."You might want to lie down" said sassy, pulling Molly face-down onto a table top "this can get quite messy" "Yes Mistress" was all Molly. We decided that our pastor was putting words in God’s mouth and he was using the Bible for his own purposes and gain, and not to promote love, compassion, and brotherhood. He strongly promoted female submission to the male. When we considered the real messages of the spiritual masters, and we’re not limiting this to Christianity, they all professed that the most important guidance they could provide was to love ourselves and to love each other.”Joyce nodded, “I appreciate that. I got tired to. Though Camilla was sad to know these three men had died, she found it pleasant to know that not all of those ghosts were malevolent. In fact, when she’d woken up from her very wet dream, she cheerfully replaced her come-soaked bedsheets, and considered not setting up psychic barriers for those nights when she hadn’t found a lover. Those dream-fucks were fantastic, in more than just the literal sense. She just had to keep the bad ghosts away. She looked over at the front door to the strip joint,.