Shyann’s job was pretty simple. She was stripped, tied up, and strung up in the men’s locker room at a community college six days a week.
Men were allowed to use a variety of whips, cattails, and other tools to torment her young, tight body as a warm up or cool down from workouts, or simply to relieve a little stress.
It was minimum wage, but it was full time and she got sick leave, medical, dental, and a slew of other benefits.
“Really, it’s the best job I’ve ever had… plus… it’s not like I hate getting my tits whipped,” she had told her friends on more than one occasion.
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