This job training is unlike any I have ever heard of before. Before I'm allowed to serve tables, my endurance must be tested along with my patience and tolerance of others as well as stressful situations. I am suspended in a harsh backbend hogtie wearing my short orange hooters shorts, white tank top, thick tights and of course slouch white socks. I have yet to earn my sneakers but they are no use to me right now anyways. Carissa comes in to examine how my pre waitress training is going and explains how and why this must happen before I start serving wings. I am not gagged so I do ask quest...

This job training is unlike any I have ever heard of before. Before I'm allowed to serve tables, my endurance must be tested along with my patience and tolerance of others as well as stressful situations. I am suspended in a harsh backbend hogtie wearing my short orange hooters shorts, white tank top, thick tights and of course slouch white socks. I have yet to earn my sneakers but they are no use to me right now anyways. Carissa comes in to examine how my pre waitress training is going and explains how and why this must happen before I start serving wings. I am not gagged so I do ask questions and totally understand why this is part of a stressful job training. I am left to hang there with my hair pulled back to my ankles but soon Carissa joins me in a hogtie below me. She has been with Hooters for years but she decided not to be a team player so she too is bound to remind her just how much being a teamplayer is important to this company. Not only do we discuss how this totally makes sense, she then is gifted the feeling of a light up buttplug as a reward for her commitment to the wings. I hang above her, anxious for this type of reward but of course I must show my abilities as a server with great customer service skills first.