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Washing Machine 2
Date: 8/27/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: marejin
... getting washed all night long, my dear…I have lots of Dawn and Tide and enough quarters to make sure you’re going to be clean to my standards. You’re going to learn what it’s like to be laundry under my control.” She closed the door and started the washer. The water was hot and filled to half way but with the extra Dawn and Ivory, the suds were thicker and higher than before. The bar of soap in my mouth was constantly being wet with the wash water and I was doing my best to not swallow any but my mouth was certainly getting washed thoroughly. When it came to the first rinse cycle, she stopped the machine and opened the door dumping another two cups of Tide and closed the door again. “I think you need an extra wash cycle for now, and then we’ll see how clean you are.” In the meantime, while I was coping with the bar of soap in my mouth, another couple of women came into the Laundromat. They noticed me in the machine and I could barely make out my girlfriend talking to them. They both took a close look up to the window, seeing me getting scrubbed with the soap in my mouth. They smiled at this and were genuinely amused that I was getting this type of treatment. Finally, the last spin was over. I was even dizzier than before but grateful I was done… surely I would be clean this time with all that soap and detergent. The door opened up and my girlfriend pulled me out placing me back on the table again. All three of the women quickly restrained me and my girlfriend said, “What ...
... do you think ladies? Not clean enough yet huh?” They both confirmed and one was at my head and the other was next to my girlfriend by my crotch. I moaned and started to almost scream. One of them said, “Well his mouth is not compliant yet is it.” She undid the saran wrap and removed the bar of Ivory, long enough to wet it. I tightened my lips hoping to stop her from reinserting it, but she just pinched my nose until I had to breathe, then back in the soap went. She started scrubbing my mouth out, working the soap in and out and around. The other two began to pour more Dawn on my penis and start scrubbing again. I climaxed quickly and one said, “Look… poor thing, he’s all dirty again.” Ann said, “It’s time for another washing, back into the machine.” My scream was muffled by the bar of Ivory lodged in my mouth and saran wrapped even tighter than before. I was carried and placed into the machine and all three women added Tide to this load. The other two women added their dirty clothes to the machine. The door closed and buttons pushed and the water rushed in again. Now the suds were filling the entire drum as I was sloshed back and forth in the soapy water. The soapy dildo was still lodged in my mouth and it was everything I could do to keep the soapy water from filling my mouth each time I was dunked. I just billowed bubbles every time I exhaled. I went through three more washes and was completely spent when they carried me to the dryer. After the dryer, I was put back on the ...