It had been years since I had been to a Laundromat and I felt really out of place when I first walked in. My washing machine had quit and it was going to be another week before the repairman had the right part to finish the repair. When I first arrived all of the washing machines and dryers were being used and the place had to be over a hundred degrees. A Hispanic woman with her two children was in the corner and an older white woman was sitting near the entrance reading a book.
As the dryers starting shutting off the Hispanic woman began folding clothes and the older white woman took clothes from the washing machine and put them into the dryer she had just vacated. I asked the white woman if it was okay for me to use the washing machines she was now vacating and she said yes. After she finished she sat down across from me instead of taking her seat at the front of the building.
I threw my clothes in the washing machines and sat down. I hadn’t thought to bring a book so I sat there and watched the two children fighting with each other. I finally couldn’t take the heat anymore and removed my outer shirt. The woman across from me obviously was an old pro as she had worn very short cut-off jean shorts and a white tank top. Besides being in her late 40’s or early 50’s she was very nicely built. Her legs and arms were kind of muscular and she had fair sized breasts being held in by a wired bra.
When I removed my shirt she had pushed the top of her book forward and looked over the top of her book at me. Then she said, “Hey rookie, do you workout?”
I said, “Yes, four days a week. Is it that obvious that I’m new here?”
She smiled and said, “No one dresses like that for a Laundromat. But I see you handle the heat. I thought you worked out. You have a nice chest.”
When she paid me the compliment she stared right at my chest and licked her lips. I felt both my nipples go erect and wished I hadn’t removed my shirt. I absolutely loved when a woman played with my nipples but was kind of embarrassed by it. I hoped that my nipples standing erect did not give me away.
I felt uneasy at my physical response to her licking her lips and wanted to pay her a compliment back too. She obviously worked out also so I said, “Thanks, you have a nice chest too.”
As soon as I said it I wanted to grab my words out of thin air and yank them back before she heard them. That was physically impossible and as soon as I said it she laughed out loud. She replied, “Gee thanks. I don’t usually get that kind of compliment.”
I was really embarrassed now and said, “I didn’t mean that. I meant you obviously workout and just wanted to compliment you on your body.”
I had hoped she would just accept my compliment and drop the comment about her chest but she didn’t. She instead thrust her chest forward and as her breasts pushed up against her tank top she said, “So you don’t think I have a nice chest?”
I’m not that good at estimating breast size but they were definitely sizeable and she knew it. I was fascinated by big breasts and had been for as long as I could remember. I said, “Oh no, I would never retract that compliment. You definitely have a very nice chest.”
I sat there smiling at her chest like a little baby waiting to breast feed when the Hispanic family walked between us and broke the awkwardness of the moment. They left the facility and then the buzzer went off. The woman was using four dryers and that left two open. I threw the clothes from the four washers into the two dryers and she said, “I wouldn’t do that rookie. It will take forever to dry.”
I said, “Thanks. I’ll just get them started and when you vacate a dryer I’ll move some of my clothes over.”
She said, “That’s a good idea.”
I hadn’t noticed but as I moved my clothes into the open dryers she had slipped up to the front and had locked the door. She came back and sat down right across from me. Then she said, “Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?”
I said sure so she asked, “You obviously have a lot of money. Why don’t you just buy a washing machine and dryer?”
I replied, “I am that easy to read huh? Okay you got me figured out. I already own one but my washing machine broke.”
Then she said, “Then you’re not that bright for a rich guy. Why didn’t you dry your clothes at home?” I didn’t have an answer so I just sat there like a dummy. She left me sitting there feeling dumb and then she said, “Actually, I guess most men wouldn’t think of that.”
She looked at my chest again and said, “Do you mind if I ask you one more personal question?”
I replied, “Sure as long as it doesn’t lead to another insult.”
She said, “Are you a nipple slut?”
I laughed and said, “A what?”
She said, “You are aren’t you? You’re a nipple slut. You were right. You are easy to read.”
I said, “What is a nipple slut and what makes you so sure I am one?”
She got up and walked over to me. She stood just inches from me and said, “Here I’ll show you.”
Her fingers locked onto my nipples and as she started playing with my nipples pleasure shot down the spine to my penis and up the spine to my head. I closed my eyes and allowed my head to roll back as the pleasure intensified. When she began making slow circular movements on my nipples I thought I would cum right there in the Laundromat.
Then she let go for just a second and said, “Yup, you’re a nipple slut.”
Breathing hard I said, “What exactly is a nipple slut?”
Her fingers locked down on my nipples and she said, “A nipple slut is a girl or guy who will do anything when their nipples are being played with. I could lead you into the backroom right now and have you make love to me. As long as my fingers are on your nipples you’ll agree to almost anything won’t you?”
My breathing was rapid now and my body occasionally shook from the pleasure. I knew the answer to the question. My old girlfriend would play with my nipples, get me to promise to marry her and as soon as I came all bets were off. It was a temporary hold she had on me that all ended as soon as I released. But right now I knew I would agree to anything so I said yes I would do anything.
She laughed and said, “Tell me your name nipple slut.”
I said, “Brian, my name is Brian. Oh my gosh that feels good. What is your name?”
She said, “My name is Laura and right now I am having so much fun watching you dissolve under the skillful manipulation of my fingers.” She leaned in close to me and said, “I know your little secret and I’m going to use it to my advantage.”
I gasped out a reply and said, “What is my little secret?”
She tweaked my nipples really hard and my back arched right out of the seat. She laughed and said, “As soon as you cum my spell over you is broken. And you know it. You’ll promise me anything, agree to anything but it will all be over soon. As a matter of fact you’ll hate me for having exploited your weakness. So I have a little surprise for you my little nipple slut. Do you want your little surprise?”
As she asked this she pulled my shirt over my head, moistened her fingers and tweaked my nipples. I was panting now and could barely say, “Yes, I want my little surprise.”
She sat on my lap, took a nipple into her mouth and sucked on it. I felt like I was floating around the room now in a sea of pleasure. Then she said, “I’m going to hypnotize you and make sure the spell isn’t broken.”
She switched nipples and began sucking on the other one. I responded, “But I don’t even know you. I don’t want to be hypnotized.”
Laura popped one of her breasts out of her shirt and jammed it into my mouth. She put her fingers back on both of my nipples and said, “But of course you do. Tell me you want to be hypnotized.”
I pulled my mouth from her nipple and said, “I want to be hypnotized.”
She laughed and said, “I had a feeling you might say that. Now tell me you want to go from being my little nipple slut to my little nipple slave.”
This time she pulled her breast from my mouth so I could reply. I said, “I want to go from being your little nipple slut to your little nipple slave.”
She moistened her fingers again and resumed a slow circular motion on my nipples. My nipples were filled with blood and my lust level was so high that my ears were ringing. Then she said, “Good boy Brian. Now close your eyes and focus on my fingers going round and round on your nipples. What a good little nipple slut. Are you my good little nipple slut?”
She tweaked my nipples hard and I yelled out, “Yes, yes, yes I am your good little nipple slut.”
She said, “Good boy. Now I want you to picture a spiral disk in your mind and it is spinning the same speed as my fingers spin on your nipples. The disk is impossible to look away from and as you envision it in your mind you can feel yourself being drawn into it. Lose yourself in the disk Brian and as you lose yourself in the disk you become more open to my words and more obedient to my will.”
I knew I should be fighting her words but the disk hung clearly in the vision of my mind and I was quickly being swallowed by its spinning swirls. I felt her words having more impact on me already and knew I was losing. I wanted to fight but the pleasure shooting through my body made it impossible to resist. As long as my nipples remained in her fingers I was unable to put up any kind of resistance.
Then Laura said, “As the disk pulls you into my power you feel your body calming down. Your breathing slows, your heart rate slows and your mind slows. The disk pulls you deeper and deeper and you become sleepier and sleepier. You cannot resist and you no longer wish to resist. It feels so good to submit to me. It feels so good to lose your thoughts to me. Stare at the disk, feel the pleasure on your nipples and just let yourself go into the nice peaceful trance I am putting you into.”
Laura’s fingers began to slow down and as they did I saw the disk in my mind slow down. Then she said, “The disk is beginning to slow down now Brian. As it slows down your mind will slow down and you will go deeper and deeper into your trance becoming more and more obedient to your new mistress.” As her fingers continued to slow she said, “That’s right Brian. Go deeper for me. So obedient. So submissive. Go deeper and deeper for me.”
Her fingers finally came to a stop. The pleasure was gone and under normal circumstances I would have pushed her off of me and been furious that she had used my nipples to extract promises. Instead I sat in a helpless state waiting for her next move.
Then she said, “Congratulations Brian, you just graduated from nipple slut to nipple slave. In a moment I will awaken you but you will know that you belong to me. My words take hold on your mind and you cannot do anything except obey me. You must obey me even after you awaken because you are mine now. From now on if any other woman should touch your nipples you will not feel anything. Only my touch can bring you the immense pleasure you crave. Remember, you belong to me always. Now when I count to three you will awaken.”
Laura counted to three and I awoke. She was still sitting on my lap, my shirt was still over my head and her breast was still out. She put her breast away, pulled my shirt down and said, “Gather up our laundry and put it in your car. I will follow you to your home.”
I immediately got up and began gathering our laundry as I replied, “Yes mistress.”
She came up behind me, wrapped her arms me and tweaked my nipples sending bursts of pleasure through my whole body. Then she said, “Good slave.”
I eagerly loaded the laundry and drove to my house making sure not to accidentally leave my mistress behind. I had no idea what she had in store for me but I knew I would have no say in the matter. We pulled into the driveway and she pulled up alongside of me. I was driving a nice Mercedes and she was driving an older Toyota. She looked at me and said, “Should your mistress be driving a crappy car like this while you drive a Mercedes?”
I replied, “No mistress. I can give you my car or I can buy you a new one. What would my mistress like?”
She gently caressed my nipples and said, “Surprise me. But I will drive your car until you decide.”
I replied, “Yes mistress.”
We went into my home and Laura said, “Wow, what a beautiful home. Where is our bedroom? Take me to our bedroom.”
I took her upstairs to the master bedroom and after she toured the room she said, “Your mistress will be taking over the bathroom and the walk in closet. I do not have an adequate wardrobe so you will take me shopping this weekend. I will need something to put into my new closet. Is that clear?”
I replied, “Yes mistress.”
Laura came over to me and began kissing me. I kissed her back like she was the most beautiful woman in the world. She said, “Have you ever made love to an older woman?”
I told her no. Then she said, “I want you to undress, then I want you to slowly undress me exploring each newly exposed body part with your mouth and then I want you to make love to me. I expect oral and I expect to cum before you do.”
We made love for several hours before she said, “I am quitting my job effective immediately. You work in the morning so we better get some sleep. I don’t want you to get in trouble with the boss.”
I replied, “I own my own company mistress but I do have to work tomorrow.”
She smiled at me and said, “Here is a little gift of me owning your mind and body. How long did it used to take you to fall asleep before today?”
I replied, “I usually cannot get work out of my mind so it takes me about 30 minutes.”
Laura said, “Then you’ll enjoy this.” She put her hand over my eyes and said, “Sleep slave and do not awaken until morning.” The next thing I knew it was morning.
I left my mistress asleep in bed. She looked beautiful sleeping and although she had not hypnotized me to love her I felt tugging on my heart strings as I looked at her. I made my breakfast, took a shower and got dressed. I leaned over to kiss her goodbye and she opened her eyes. She tweaked my nipples and said, “Be a good slave and kiss my pussy before you go.”
I fell to my knees and said, “Yes mistress. Anything for you.” And I began my new life as Laura’s little nipple slave.