Making Me Sweat


Superb goddess guard-mistress Ms Aneka madam is making me sweat in two ways:

·         Firstly, she is working me hard on the work-wheel, applying plenty of whip to my bare back and shoulders, as is her wont
·         And secondly, she is pointing out that she is wearing thick, grey bootsocks inside her black leather boots which, she kindly informs me, are garnishing more and more of her sweet feminine footsweat throughout the day. She even laughingly promises to let me sniff her sweaty socks at the end of her shift, so that I have ‘something to look forward to’

Meanwhile her friend and colleague, Ms Anna madam, is relaxing in a chair behind me with a refreshing cool drink by her side, very much enjoying the spectacle of me hard at work under the burning sting of the whip – as are a beautiful, redheaded, member of the pubic mistress-madam, who is observing my toil and sweat from the public gallery, and a magnificent, member of the public master-sir, who is taking photographs of my shame and humiliation at the booted and socked feet of my merciless, mocking taskmistress. 

And all the while, as I develop a relentless, raging thirst caused by my slave sweat, pain and toil, I must listen to the roars of laughter coming from the torrents of water flowing beneath the work-wheel on which I am permanently enslaved. Oh that I could quench my thirst with a glass of water! But, needless to say, that’s not going to happen. The only liquid refreshment I am likely to taste in my mouth later today is the salty sweat from my taskmistress’s warm and humid socks!


















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