it's a long story, Tree can tell more ...
essentially, when I'm not being busy as a moderating slave on the Forums,
I'm kept in the cellar of The Coffee Shop,
with a rather curious role in 'processing' the coffee beans, for Eulalia's Special Grind -
which I have to grind (naked and whipped of course) in the great coffee mill ...
(what do you mean, you don't believe a word of it?
)
Even so, a wonderful fantasy.
THE COMPETITION.
It`s not good news for you slave, Overseer Tree has challenged me to an International competition. We have a large side bet that his Blue State slut, Moore, can grind more beans in four hours than you can. I must tell you she ground 1800 lbs in four hours, a new record, although her arse is in shreds and she`ll spend the next week in the Infirmary.
So now Eul, it`s your turn. I have overhauled the Mill mechanism and changed the gear box oil, so brace yourself for some hard work.
Ever the submissive , Eul obediently took her place at the bar and allowed me to shackle her wrists to it. I looked her up and down, admiring her lithe sleek body, with its taut glutes and shapely but powerful legs. Her upper torso was slim with small, but perky, breasts capped with large coral nipples and her arms though slim were wiry and strong.
As the scoreboard clock started, I got her moving with a brisk cut with the light dressage whip across her shoulders.
As the time passed, the clock moved on and the weight of ground beans was increasing at a steady pace. If there wasn`t so much at stake I would have had more time to appreciate the beauty of the slave`s efforts, every sinew was straining to keep the wheel grinding and her body was glistening with sweat her breasts jiggling provocatively. I used the dressage whip sparingly not wishing to contribute to her exhaustion but the livid red wheals stood out against her pale skin.
As the clock neared the four hour mark, Eul had ground over 1700 lbs of coffee and I used the whip mercilessly on her churning buttocks. Fortunately, her total had reached 1805 lbs and we had won.
Eul was slumped exhausted over the bar, gasping for breath and with her legs widely splayed, the temptation was just too much!
We can all dream.
