Laundromat - Eroyan

Janice knew that living in the city wasn’t easy. But she never knew it could be so hard. Having moved from the little town she grew up in to the big city. She had such hopes and dreams of making it big as she supposed most small town girls did. But it had been a year since she had moved and the only job she seemed to be good at or even could get was working at the local gentlemen’s club.

She didn’t mind the work and was good at it. Janice also made sure to stay away from all those traps that got so many of the girls stuck in the work for their entire lives. She saved as much as she could and figured if things went well she only have to work there for a few more months before she could get into college and get the education she needed to start to make it big.

As it stood now her life was one of routine. Sleeping most of the day being a night owl and saving money, she went out now and then to enjoy the night life but lots of times she just found herself at the local Laundromat doing laundry for all her outfits and clothes she had to have to make the money she did. Janice had friends and some she even spoke to from back home but she usually spent most of her time talking to Lisa the girl who ran the Laundromat from midnight to dawn and usually the only other person in the place when Janice came in.

They would talk about everything and how they both were doing their best to be the best they could. Janice was always amazed at herself how easy it seemed she could get along with Lisa. If there were two people completely different it was them. Janice was your typical small town girl quiet upbringing that lived as simply as she could and let her darker desires out in her job. Lisa was the typical gothic city girl who’s dark desires came out in everything she did except her job. Working the Laundromat at night and an office assistant during the day, Janice often wondered what Lisa looked like in a prim little business suit with all the piercings in her ears.

Most of the time they just talked and chatted away about their days and what was going on but they had never hung out or anything along those lines. The kind of relationship, were the boundary of friendship was the time and place and nothing more. That all changed one summer fall night.

Janice had just arrived at the Laundromat and waved to Lisa who waved back smiling at Janice as she began to dump her clothes into the machine she always used. Janice noticed that Lisa was looking very cute this evening even if it was a little gothic for Janice’s taste. Lisa was in a long soft black cotton dress that bound in the front but showed off her cleavage to a tempting eye. Around her waist was a snug bone corset and Janice could hear the click of heels as Lisa walked around the counter. Lisa playfully bumped against Janice as Janice started her machine and giggled at her.

Janice asked if Lisa had a hot date tonight and Lisa nodded with a wink. Lisa commented that Janice was looking nice these evening to which caused Janice to laugh and turn around showing off her sneakers cut off jean shorts and scarf top. “The epitome of country girl on a summer fall night.” she said to Lisa.

“Well…you look good to me.” Lisa said. “Say would you like a drink?”

Janice shrugged and said “What kind?”

Lisa looked around and wiggled her finger to whisper in Janice’s ear. “It’s tequila I sometimes have a little bit while I work but don’t tell anyone okay? “

Janice laughed and promised not to say a word. She had to endure having a shot or drink with some unpleasant men during work sometimes. It would be nice she thought to have a shot or two with at least someone she could talk to without having to take her top off.

Lisa skipped over to the counter and poured out two doubles and slid one over to Janice. Raising their glasses, they toasted to each other’s health and down the hatch it went. Janice coughed and felt the burn and commented that was some good tequila at which Lisa said it was the best there was.

Another shot later Janice started feeling strange and sleepy. Got to thinking she had been pulling all nighters for too long and could tell she didn’t seem to be making her words come out right. Lisa just kept chatting away like nothing was wrong even when Janice mentioned something about feeling hot. It only took a moment and Janice realized to her horror what every girl at the club was always watching out for. Looking at Lisa and watching Lisa lock the deadbolt on the Laundromat she barely got out a weak “what have you done?” before she blacked out. Her last thought was Lisa had slipped her a Mickey.

Janice didn’t know how long it had been before she woke up but she knew she was in trouble. She didn’t even know if she was still in the Laundromat. She tried to move and felt the cuffs and chains for the first time. Struggling she looked around quickly and felt her nakedness. She tried to scream but could only grunt weakly. She felt the leather straps around her head the red ball gag in her mouth. Struggling, she finally noticed the mirror in front of her showing what had happened to her.

Janice looked and saw her naked body stripped and ankles wide apart with a spreader bar between them forcing her legs wide apart and no chance to close them. Her wrists were bound above her head hooked to a ceiling beam. A ball gag in her mouth the leather straps around her head carefully and her long hair spilling out down her back. She struggled again helplessly trying to free herself then froze as in the mirror she saw Lisa appear gently like a ghost from the shadows and felt the black cotton of Lisa’s dress against her back. Janice arched away from Lisa and Lisa took that moment to grab Janice’s hair and pull it tight. Janice let out a muffled yelp and Lisa just purred gently into her ear.

“It doesn’t matter if you scream or yell or struggle all night. But I will take you and use you and have you as mine.” Lisa purred in her ear. “I know you will come to love it your desires are clear to me even if they are not clear to you.”

Lisa released her hair and disappeared into the shadows. Janice panted and could hear her doing something in the darkness. “Take me? Use me? “Janice’s mind raced trying to reason what she meant by that. Then she felt the pain. Sharp firm against the soft flesh of her back and hearing the slap she jerked in her bonds. Instinctively she lurched away and struggled as she felt more strikes not only on her back but her firm round ass. Yelping and whimpering she felt the tears run down her cheeks as her back and ass began to burn with the heat and could feel them redden.

Through teary eyes she saw Lisa licking her lips and holding a flogger behind her. Striking her flesh and could see the arousal spread around Lisa and hug her tightly like a well known lover. Janice’s body jerked and her mouth screamed and muffled begging to stop. She couldn’t control herself just trying anything to be let free to stop but Lisa paid no heed. Only now and then did she let up to let her rest but then would resume. Not always striking her back and ass but sometimes her breasts her sides her stomach her thighs her whole body as a plaything to Lisa and Janice was helpless.
Janice didn’t know how long she was flogged just knew that he whole body was tired from struggling and trying to get free. Her hair was damp and her whole body glistened with a beautiful sheen of sweat. Lisa had said it was so and to Janice’s later astonishment thought it was beautiful as well, that’s when her body betrayed her completely.

She realized she wasn’t screaming behind the gag in pain it was moaning and she could feel her own arousal. Janice didn’t know what was going on but Lisa seemed to. Suddenly Lisa’s fingers were in her hair and pulling her head back to gaze into Janice’s eyes. Janice panted through her nose and put up a weak struggle but Lisa said nothing just licked Janice’s neck from the top of her breasts to her chin and around the gag. Janice tried not to shiver to moan but Lisa seemed to sense her body’s betrayal and Janice knew at that moment she was truly helpless because she wasn’t sure if she wanted saving now.

Lisa held her hair tight and her body arched hard, Janice could do nothing but look at the ceiling but she saw the candle and squirmed like a trap animal. New pain the sharp burning of wax the tight pull of her flesh as it cooled. Janice yelped but was too weak to put up much of a fight. Soon her sensation overloaded mind was forcing Janice to enjoy it again moaning at each drip panting with desire at the force the helpless feeling as Lisa used her naked flesh as a canvas for her wax. Janice was delirious in pain pleasure and confusion. She couldn’t figure out why she loved it how she could enjoy being forced to be another’s object of desire. To have no control, at the club there were rules lines of order to being an object of desire she played them well. But here there were no rules. Janice had no idea what Lisa would do to her what scared her most was she wasn’t really sure she cared.

The wax dripped on her flesh and cooled and made her body jerk and twitch till finally Lisa set down her candles and jerked her head forward and made her look in the mirror. “Look at you Janice…you are a beautiful bitch.” Lisa purred in her ear never out of control but even Janice could hear the desire in her voice for her.

Janice looked and instead of seeing a victim a woman kidnapped, bound, gagged, against her will, and tortured, she saw in herself all the lies and misgivings in her life stripped away, her true self laid bare. And on her chest and stomach the most beautiful painting she had ever seen. Lisa had used different colored wax had literally done a painting on her flesh. It was a green field on her stomach with a tree running up between her breasts and all over her breasts where the red and white flowering buds of the tree. Janice saw her desire for Lisa in her own eyes and moaned out loud and long.

Lisa didn’t say a word just moved behind Janice quickly and with a click of something Janice didn’t know suddenly and forcefully plunged something up into Janice’s pussy. It filled her and sent shock pain and pleasure all the way up into Janice’s brain. Janice went wild; Lisa was raping her adding the last think to a woman captured. Janice couldn’t help it she moaned could feel Lisa’s hands all over her groping and molesting her flesh as whatever it was thrusting in and out of her. Janice made the connection it was attached to Lisa because she could feel Lisa pressed close to her back and with each thrust could feel Lisa’s body move against hers. She moaned and screams and tensed and shook as her used body jerked in the bonds that held her securely.

Lisa increased her pace and strength and Janice could feel herself being fucked hard and deep. She watched the mirror couldn’t take her eyes off it as she watched Lisa rape her. She could barely breath her body betrayed every bit of her own dark desires and fantasies now. There was no place for Janice’s body or mind to hide. Lisa reached up and released her gag and jerked Janice’s mouth to hers. Janice thought “Now Now! Bite her scream for help” but wasn’t surprised when all she did was return the wild passionate kiss Lisa put on her trying to ravage Lisa’s mouth as Lisa was ravaging hers. She gasped for air and let out a moan so deep her toe’s curled and she wanted to beg for it to never stop but had become so primal and excited all that came out was animalistic grunting.

Finally Janice could resist no more and her entire body exploded in pleasure. Later she swore she saw God, it was like every Fourth of July fireworks show she had ever seen. Like every good lover she had ever had showed up and make her feel as good as they did all at once. Her mind sent out such signals her body lost all control and for a moment Lisa grabbed her tight and forced her to feel it all in her mind. Her body merely twitching and jerking in her embrace as her mind went white with intensity of how good it felt. Janice had never blacked out during sex but she blacked out then the last thing she heard was Lisa’s own powerful moan as Lisa’s own pleasure seemed to erupt at the sight of Janice’s wild abandonment.

Janice woke up to the sound of a buzzer. She Jerked away and was clothed and Lisa calmly from the counter said her clothes were done. Janice jumped up and looked at Lisa who calmly looked back and pointed to the dryer. “You were sleeping I put them in the dryer for you.” Lisa smiled.

Janice looked down was fully clothed jerked her head to the clock it had only been about an hour and half since she got there. She looked at her wrists and saw nothing on them and ran over to the mirror and pulled up her shirt and gazed dumbfounded as there was no redness no marks. Lisa got up “Is everything, okay Janice?”

“Uhhh I…guess... did we... never mind.” Janice was confused couldn’t figure out what happened. Did she dream it all? Was it just a perverse dream she had as she was waiting on her clothes? Janice was shaken she could dream such dark desires about Lisa, a girl she knew but Janice didn’t even know she was into girls, she had never had one before. Janice grabbed up her clothes and Lisa asked if she was alright again before Janice nodded quickly and left the Laundromat.
Janice got home as quick as she could and tossed her clothes into the floor and sat on the bed. She was tired still oh so tied like her body had been put through the ringer so to speak. Janice was shaken too she had never had a dream so vivid or seem so real or so dark and lustful. She kicked her shoes off and stripped to crawl into bed and gasped out loud as she turned and caught sight of herself in the mirror.

There on her stomach was the most beautiful wax picture of a flowering tree.