Sermon



Holy miss Tahisha likes to go around the Gynarchy’s underground dungeons preaching lengthy sermons to the prisoner-slaves as they languish in the stocks – usually just after they have been soundly whipped by the prison authorities.

She berates and rebukes the helpless prisoner-slaves, assuring them that they fully deserve the pain and punishment they are enduring, as, unlike her, they are all sinners. She also gloatingly informs them that, again unlike her, they will go to hell when they die and suffer physical pain and torment for all eternity. The Gynarchy bible says so. Then she has them penitently kiss her pedicured toenails.

Sometimes she laughs at the lowly prisoners in their pain and humiliation; but mostly she just shouts at them; and preaches at them; and reviles them, before heading off to make love with her latest beau - out of wedlock, of course! 

Whatever, she is still better than the prisoner-slaves she preaches to, for, as she quite properly has been pointing out, unlike them she shall never know the pain of physical punishment, or the fires of hell!

God bless you, miss Tahisha, and thank you for preaching so eloquently to the slimy, male sinner-slaves at your beautiful feet! They do not deserve your precious female time, or the taste of your divine toes!


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