The carwash

The carwash was located in a little building behind the station, a bit hidden and apparently so hard to find that customers regularly asked where it was.

Amy removed the chain with the 'Out Of Order' sign and opened the gate. The air in the little hall was thick and unpleasant. It looked like nobody had entered this facility since months, maybe years.

The young woman, clad in jeans, sneakers and and a worn out, old shirt, huffed annoyed and started to clean up the mess around her. Then, she replaced some old fuses in the fuse box, oiled rusty-looking machine parts and checked everything for damage. After that, she filled the tanks for the detergent and made sure the water supply was OK.

Once satisfied, she walked over to the terminal and powered everything up. A loud, painful screeching pierced her ears as the pumps came to life. Amy panicked for a moment, but nothing out of order happened. Indeed, she could see the pressure in the system rising and everything seemed fine.

Amy walked around he room checking for leaks when suddenly one of the old tubes burst, drenching her in cold water. She dashed to the controls and shut the machine off again.

"Fuck me!" groaned Amy after the water had stopped spewing, "This sucks donkey balls!"

She grabbed a roll of duct tape and proceeded to fix the leaking tube when she noticed how badly her absolutely soaked jeans rubbed against her naked pussy. She really should have kept those panties on! This was nigh unbearable and not something to ignore! She would be red and raw down there in no time if she continued like that.

Deciding that her equally soaked but much more comfortable shirt was enough protection for now, she got rid of the dripping pants and put them away.

Only dressed in her sneakers and the thin, black shirt that was thankfully just long enough to cover her lady bits and ass, she went back to check the machine again. This time, the monstrosity hummed nicely and everything seemed to be working as expected.

"Time for a test run!" thought Amy and selected the full service program.

Something rattled somewhere but nothing else happened. Amy confirmed that the maintenance mode was set properly and tried to find out where the noise was coming from.

She soon found the source. The conveyor system that was supposed to pull the front left wheel of the car was stuck somehow. She tried to pry it loose but without success. Annoyed by the stupid thing, she kicked the mechanism hard, only to find out that she was stuck now, her foot trapped for good in the conveyor system.

And then, the machine awakened. Amy was pulled a bit further in by her foot and was not able to do anything about it. She heard the carwash clicking and clacking. The pre-soak stage engaged and sprayed her with a fine mist of solvents. Squeezing her eyes shut, Amy felt the mitter curtain starting to do its work, the soft cloth pieces slapping her hard from all directions. Her boobs bounced and jumped, her ass jiggled, her whole body was set ablaze. Amy was busy protecting her face from the terrible ****, when high pressure water jets started to hit her right in the chest, pushing her big breasts around like playdough. The jets began to travel around, hitting every nook and cranny of her body with breathtaking ****.

Any screamed and yelled for help, but the machine had no mercy and continued to pull her slowly through the washing stages. Covered in foam from head to toe, the **** continued.

The slapping by the mitter curtain was soon replaced by the much more severe whipping handed out by the scrubbers rotating at high speed. These cloth strips finally made short work of her thin shirt and ripped it apart in no time. Amy sank to her knees, trying to somehow reduce the attack surface of her naked her body while the incredibly fast and painful scrubbers pummeled her, whacking her tits, her bottom and yes, even her bare pussy.

Her large boobs were **** upwards with might by the scrubbers threatening to strip the skin from her underboobs, just for them to change direction and do the same thorough cleaning job from the top, left and right. And once the cycle was complete, it started from scratch again.

But the high pressure water jets were just as bad as the scrubbers, especially when they hit her right on the clit, almost making her faint from the pain.

Amy was cowering on the floor, curling her body to protect herself but the unrelenting machine landed one hit after another.

"AIEEE! Not again!" Amy screeched, her mouth full of foam as her sensitive pussy was once again targeted by an especially strong water jet.

After what felt like an eternity of getting thoroughly cleaned in the most brutal and humiliating way imaginable, Amy heard the hot air fans roaring up, and soon the scorching heat of the final stage engulfed her naked, hurting body.

"Almost done, almost done!" whimpered Amy, hoping she would get out of this mess somewhat undamaged.

Finally, she heard the carwash shutting down. Totally exhausted, she spit out the remaining foam in her mouth and tried to assess the damage. Her whole body, now naked except for her soaked sneakers, was glowing red like she had been way too long in the sun . Every square inch hurt like hell, especially her visibly swollen boobs and her red and raw pussy with the equally red and terribly sensitive pearl peaking out on top. Still trapped by her foot, she sank back on the ground to gather some strength, groaning and wondering if she would ever be able to free herself from this trap.

Then, she got aware of a moving shadow right outside the open carwash.