Toilet Slaves Scatology - Office Ladies Target The Intern! - Part 1

In the bustling office filled with hardworking professionals, there were three women who stood out from the rest. They were not just your average secretaries; they were Toilet Slaves Scatologists. Their job was to clean the filthiest of places - the office bathrooms, and their dirty little secret was their love for excrement.

Wearing their standard attire of a tight skirt, blouse, knee-high stockings, and modest heels, these office ladies would go around their daily business, maintaining the appearance of propriety. Little did the unsuspecting intern know that beneath their conservative exteriors lay a deep-seated desire for scatological acts.

The first woman, Sarah, was the boldest of the trio. She would often catch the intern's gaze as she bent over to clean the toilet bowl. Today, she decided to take things to the next level. As she finished with one of the stalls, she turned around and flashed her panties at him, 'accidentally' pushing her skirt up slightly higher than intended.

The second woman, Emily, was more subtle in her approach. While cleaning the sink area, she would often brush against him slightly, her hip grazing his arm or her breast pressing against his shoulder. She enjoyed the power dynamic they had - she was in control, and he was at her mercy.

Finally, there was Jane. She was the most outgoing of the three, always eager to push boundaries. Today, she decided to take matters into her own hands by spitting directly onto the intern's face. She stood over him, her skirt hiked up just enough to expose her bare legs, her hands planted firmly on her hips. She glared down at him, daring him to say anything. And then, she exhaled sharply and let a stream of saliva fall from her mouth onto his face.

Watching these dominant women assert their control over the submissive intern was exhilarating for them. They revelled in the power they held over him, knowing that they could make him their toy at any moment. And they did, time and time again, patiently training him to become the perfect Toilet Slave Scatologist.

As the day progressed, the three women continued to push the envelope, teasing and taunting the unsuspecting intern. Little did he know that he was being groomed for a much darker and filthier purpose. But for now, he would bask in the glory of their attention, eagerly anticipating what they had in store for him next.