Ultimate shoulder rides

That is absolutely right! To compensate for that kind of stress, they need an outlet during their free time. And there is no better way to balance out stress than through equestrian sports. In this scenario, the lousy bosses and their immediate subordinates should serve as the horses themselves by way of punishment. They would be strictly bridled and saddled, and the staff would be free to ride them however they pleased. Naturally, every rider would be issued a riding crop. If they wished to use spurs, the "human horse" would not only assist in putting on the boots but would also have to fasten those little instruments of torture to the heels himself. That alone might well bring out the first beads of sweat.

The female staff wouldn't get off scot-free, either. As mares, they could carry the young ladies; here, too, there would be no reason to forgo the use of crops and spurs. That sort of thing is motivating it boosts performance and, consequently, the fun of the activity.

There are other ways to expand this little folk festival, too. I am thinking, for instance, of small competitions among the sports-loving staff. These could range from classic sulky races to show jumping. Rodeos would be another option. A tightly cinched strap around the testicles would certainly make the little "horses" dance and make the audience laugh, too especially when the boss starts jigging about while the ruthless cleaning lady digs her spurs into his flanks.

Or picture the unpopular executive secretary pulling a sulky perhaps occupied by two young, pretty female apprentices determined to win a race, swinging their long whips with ruthless ambition.

Yes, there would certainly be plenty of action at an event like that. There would be beer and bratwurst, and for the ladies sparkling wine and regular wine, of course. Naturally, the actual participants would have to be chosen by lottery. That in itself would be exciting, since everyone would want a turn.
Max

Yes, perhaps we could have you compete in the sulky race. We?re sure to find two nice, pretty ladies willing to line up at the start with you. One would use a long driving whip to ensure the necessary speed, while the second would lead you by the reins (so you don't get lost or try to bolt from the track!). You know how ambitious young ladies in a sulky can be... they want to win at any cost. There?s only one goal: victory! In the final 150 meters, every last ounce of energy is squeezed out of the "human racehorse"?since every participant wants to win, things get pretty intense.

I?d love to watch this race and cheer loudly for you and your drivers. I have a feeling... you might actually pull it off!