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Washing machine 1

Date: 8/14/2016, Categories: Fetish, Author: marejin, Rating: , Source: xHamster

load and warm water, and let me out as soon as the first cycle ended and drained-out. I'd only be inside for about seven minutes, and she'd be there to get me out right away if I pounded on the door. I stripped out of my clothes and climbed into the machine, curled-up backwards with my feet up near my head. It took a minute or so to get myself positioned inside the drum, so that the paddles weren't hurting my back. I finally told my girlfriend I was ready. She asked again if I was sure, but by that point, nothing could have stopped me. I swear, my heart literally skipped a beat when she slammed the door shut. I could see her through the glass, and hear her feeding quarters into the coin slot. I heard a couple of clicks as she pushed the buttons on the machine, then one last click, and the water started flowing in. Up until then, I'd just been excited and turned-on. But I won't lie about it: as the water started to rise, I started to get a little scared. In my mind, I knew it would only fill about a third of the way up the drum, but locked inside the machine, even that seemed like a *lot* of water. At the same time, the water was warm and it felt really good, just like a nice, warm bath. I knew I'd have to time my breathing with the drum's rotation, inhaling only when my head was above the water line. From watching the machine before, I'd figured on inhaling once every three or four revolutions, maybe once every two or three after I got the timing down. I was ready for that, ... but I definitely *wasn't* ready for the instant when the fill cycle ended. The water pump clicked off, and the drum started rotating *instantly*. There was no warning at all, no chance to take a last deep breath and get ready, nothing. The drum just *started*. With me in it! I was upside down with my head underwater a half-second later, and then again and again, as the drum got up to speed. I probably went around a dozen times before I remembered that I need to start breathing when my head was above the water. It wasn't anywhere *near* as easy as I'd thought it'd be, and for the first couple of minutes, I swallowed more than a little water. It took a few tries, but I discovered it was easier to grab a breath of air if I held one hand over my face; that kept most of the splashing water away from my mouth and nose when I inhaled. And all the while, I kept tumbling over and over inside of the drum. After I'd been revolving for maybe five minutes, I wasn't scared anymore. I was getting the timing down, and I could breathe OK. It finally occurred to me that I was actually being run through a washing machine! The warm wash water flowing past me felt *good*. I tried to look out the glass to see my girlfriend, but the water was splashing and sloshing too much, and I couldn't see anything at all. I knew she was right there, and I knew she'd let me out if I pounded on the door, but I was starting to wish she wasn't; I liked what was being done to me, and I didn't want to be able to get ...