Gotta wash that foul mouth!

The woman opened a drawer under the sink and laid out a few tools on a shelf. Vanessa couldn't see what they were, but sounds of metal clanging made her shudder with fear. The worst part was, she should be able to clearly escape but her body stopped her. It made her look like she wanted this when the reality was that she wanted none of it!

The woman turned around holding a flashlight and a spray bottle. "Okay open that mouth wide for me." She demanded, switching the flashlight on. Vanessa obeyed, opening her mouth as wide as she could. The woman shone the torch and examined every possible part of Vanessa's mouth. "Hmmm yes, I can see a lot of foul language in there!" She stated while spraying water throughout Vanessa's gob.

The woman turned the torch off and went back to her tools. "We need to wash it out." The woman told Vanessa, who began to realise what she meant. When Vanessa saw the woman turn back to face her again, she was holding a bar of soap. Vanessa shook her head vigorously, with wide eyes to try and tell the woman she didn't want this. "Oh I know it's gonna taste bad, but we gotta get the naughty off you!" The woman exclaimed.

Vanessa nearly gagged, the bar of soap was rammed into her open mouth. The taste was absolutely vile, it was like she was drinking cleaning fluid! The woman didn't stop there either, she moved the bar all around Vanessa's mouth, cleaning every part of it. Vanessa had to endure this nightmare for a couple of minutes, hating every second of it.

The woman finally stopped weaving the bar around her mouth. "Now you hold onto that for a moment while I get a few things ready.." The woman told Vanessa like a child. Vanessa groaned loudly, she had hoped the soap was coming out of her mouth, but she was **** to keep the foul taste in there. This was incredibly humiliating, she felt like a naughty child who was having their foul mouth washed out. Vanessa could only pray that this would be over soon..