"We use the latest technology, we scanned your license plate and then used facial recognition to ensure it was you. We want your time here to change the way you think about things!"
"Well this isn't some small-time operation, they really had things going here!" James pondered.
James started to unbuckle his seat belt when the woman he was speaking to flashed her shining nails at him again, catching his eyes. "Please keep your seat belt buckled, you will ride with your car!"
At that point two women slid into the passenger side, one in front, one in back, the one in the back had a toolbox sized contraption with many lights and a nozzle on the top. Both women began cleaning and polishing the inside of his car. At that point, the woman in the font seat told him to put his car in neutral and the car gently lurched forward. As his car very slowly proceeded down the track, the women began to wipe down all the surfaces with a spray that was vaguely perfume like, the woman in the front was actually leaning her satin clad body into James, reaching across to clean his car thoroughly. As the fragrance became more pronounced, the woman began to clean his seat, gently nudging James in a way that was very personal, causing him to shift in his seat as he started to become aroused.
"Hey, do you think you should be doing tha..."
"Alright Mr. Franklin. We're done with the inside. Danielle has left our patented air cleaner in the back. It will run for the rest of the cleaning, and we'll retrieve it at the end. Please don't be concerned about the fragrance, when we're done, you won't mind it at all. To hear more instructions about the car wash as it progresses please set your Bluetooth to sisters2_wash"
James paired his car with their system and the sound of birds, running water, distant piano sounds and a low thrum came through the speakers. The two women exited gracefully, even though the car was slowly moving. Very soon he came to the first station where there was a bank of multi-colored flashing lights, and his car was covered in thick foamy soap which ran down all of his windows in rhythmic cascades. The lights began to cycle, fading from one to the next, filtering through the soapy waves and James found himself somewhat dazzled. The continual lights, the white waves floating down, and the thrum through the radio were all saturating James' mind. Was that voices he heard under the radio sounds? James seemed to lose track of time.
Then the soap was rinsed off and James noticed a lack of machines in this part of the tunnel. He saw a sign that said "Diamond Rinse". Suddenly billions of water droplets were sprayed on the windows, and the lights in the tunnel became extremely bright, and it made it look like his car was covered in waves and waves of beautiful jewels, swirling around, never giving his eyes a place to stop, they just seemed to roll around in his head as he tried to focus on every amazing jewel. Again, James thought he heard words underneath the relaxing sounds, "women are powerful", "submit", "serve", "relax", helpless", but that couldn't be possible, why was his mind playing tricks on him? The lights became more intense, seeming to move faster, overwhelming James' vision. The thrum on the radio became louder, the lilting music underneath increased. He no longer noticed the words. It was so hard to concentrate. How long was this tunnel?
Just as James was losing his thoughts, he heard, just above the low thrum that seemed to vibrate all through him, there was a hissing sound. James could hardly think to move at this point, but he saw in his rear view mirror, the device in the back floorboard was beginning to gush out a creamy pink fog, quickly filling the backseat and rolling to the front floorboard and then rising insistently over the seats to flow over James' neck, beginning to cover him in undulating fog. A quick burst of fear set in, and James tried the seat belt release, but something was keeping it locked. He had given them control of his car. He was helpless to what was to come next. The lights became less bright, but began to strobe at a rate designed to invade James' thoughts. Everything was warm and pink and it felt so good James never wanted it to end. Every shift in his seat made him feel incredible. He stopped rocking back and forth, trying to release the seat belt as the pleasure overtook him. The fog had filled the car and was rolling over dashboard, obscuring the windshield, and smothering him in the sweet fragrance He was getting hard, and having waking dreams of the woman at the beginning and her irresistible nails and immaculate shiny outfit. And the more he breathed in the fog, the more aroused he became until he was lost in pleasure.
"Hello again James," a strong soft voice came through his speakers, swirling around him in the fog. "We want you to feel so wonderful, you will send us many referrals. We have opened your mind to serving the Sisterhood. You will be rewarded with bliss every time you obey, and you will be punished each time you do not. But we prefer our male slaves to be slaves to pleasure, we can make you feel so incredible, James, if you serve."
James' head lolled back and forth as the words flowed inside him he imagined kneeling before Diana, wrapping himself around her feet.
