I saunter into the office & toss a tupperware container on the desk. I perch on the edge facing you & lean forward. Have you been a good boy? Do you deserve a reward? You're practically salivating at the sight of me as you anticipate your daily feeding, opening your mouth wide at my puckered ass lips.

Rushing to tell me all the good you've done, you stutter as the words spill out. You've only developed that stutter since our little arrangement went into effect. That stutter. The sure sign of a shit eater.

You drop to your knees and begin to approach me. I let out a cruel little laugh. What do you think you're doing? No, no. You're a fully trained shit eater now. You're addicted. You'll do anything for my caviar. You no longer need to be trained, fed at my puckered teat. From now on you'll be just as obedient and just as satisfied with take out.

Won't you? I wave the tupperware at you. There's an unmistakable soft thumping noise as I shake it back & forth. Beg me to eat my cold shit out of tupperware you pathetic toilet slut.

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Toilet Slavery, Toilet Fetish, Pantyhose/Stockings, Toilet Humiliation, Legs, Office Domination

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6 minutes

2016-01-07

I can't believe you haven't figured it out yet. We all thought you'd pass the environmental detection exam with flying colors, what with that big brain of yours.

Oh, is that a guess? Low oxygen? . . are you feeling short of breath or is it all in your head?

I begin to list off the symptoms of low oxygen saturation headaches, clumsiness, confusion. Are you confused?

You're right, it is low oxygen, but I'm not letting you out. I sweetly inform you that the latch on the door has been acting up, it can only be opened manually, from the outside. I sit back in my chair, propping my nylon feet up on the desk. I'm going to enjoy the show.

I begin to explain the effects of oxygen deprivation on the brain as you stare at my feet and beg me to let you go. I explain how permanent brain damage begins after just 4 minutes without oxygen. How you can stay conscious 2-5 minutes, how you won't live more than 10.

You're begging for the wrong thing, so proud of that big brain of yours. You should be begging not to be left in for 2 more minutes, not to be removed when you lose consciousness. Not to be revived after 10 minutes - you couldn't survive with brain damage. I make you beg not to be resuscitated.

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2016-01-06

Cupcake & Star sneak into the abandoned building down the street. They're surprised to find the door unlocked. They're even more surprised when the occupant grabs Star by the throat.

Tied to chairs, the two girls struggle. Their voices muffled by tape. The villain enters and menaces them with his gloved hands, ripping Star's skirt open, exposing and groping their bare breasts.

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10 minutes

2016-01-04

Dixie, the foot stalker, creeps up behind Star as she sits reading on the couch. Craving a taste, she soaks the rag with chloroform and springs forward, clamping her hand down over Star's nose & mouth. Star struggles, her legs flailing as the drug takes hold. Her eyes huge, then fluttering as she drifts away.

Dixie strips her of her warm, fuzzy socks. She sniffs and licks Star's heavenly soles. Star slowly wakes. Dixie pounces on her and knocks her right back out before she can get away. Back to her feast, Dixie licks and sucks Star's delicious feet.

Star's eyes open slowly, she remains still, hoping to get away. She's barely to her feet before Dixie is on her, wrestling her to the ground with the chloroform rag clamped over Star's face.

Dixie has a plan now, to make Star like it. She removes a hitatchi from her black bag, and ties it in place. She binds her victims hands and feet and returns to her feast. Star wakes up cumming. She begs to be let go, calls her captor a freak. Dixie angrily knocks her back out, she removes a heel and prods her foot into Star's limp, open mouth before continuing her feast.

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2015-12-30

You've heard the rumors, there's something different about this company, about this boss. Candle's set a meeting with you in the break room. Your new employee training.

She teases you, dangling her high heels before showing off her pantyhose and instructing you in worshiping and caring for her soft nylon feet. She allows you to massage her high arches, presses them up to your face. You breathe in the delicious aroma. Candle explains that this is her way of motivating her employees. A weekly meeting. You must cum on command in tribute to your boss, her long nylon legs, her perfect soft soles.

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