Istanbul Hamami

The Turkish Bath
by Morgan
After being kicked down the stairs into the Hamami by Dad we were greeted at the door by a rather large breasted woman. Mum and I were then shown to a small open room where we were to disrobe. After resisting full nakedness and trying in vain to retain our clothes, the large breasted woman handed us sarong like towels and poo coloured sandels and dragged us into a sauna room. I had to guide Mum around by the hand as her glasses were fogged to the point of uselessness. Not without resistance, the LBW wrestled our towels from us and demanded "YOU WASH!" We looked at each other in bewilderment. This prompted her to dump several buckets of water over our heads, repeating " YOU WASH!" Obediently, we tipped a few buckets of water over our heads then sat there wondering what was to happen next.
We decided that the washing must be over and we tried to exit the sauna, casually glancing around for our towels. Upon seeing us trying to escape another woman with even larger breasts, cigarette wedged between her fingers, manhandled me to the ground, bellowing "WASH, WASH!" whilst throwing buckets of water at me. Upon witness my ordeal, Mums butt slapped the deck and she started throwing water over herself with paddlesteamer like ferocity in order to avoid the same punishment.
When the ELBW finished her cigarette, she lumbered back towards us in her undies with her pendulous breast swinging like wrecking balls, prompting a renewed frenzy of water throwing on our part. She grabbed me by the wrist with a grip that was unescapeable, and dragged me, whimpering to a heated slab of marble onto which she bodily threw me face down. A rough loufa appeared on her hand from somewhere and she proceeded to scrape the first three or four layers of skin from my body. There was a moments respite before, with one hand, she flipped me onto my back and, grinning evilly, set about flaying the front part of my body.
Once finished with me, she turned to Mum who seeing the treatment I had recieved, started dumping water on herself with renewed vigor, shrieking "WASH, WASH!" ELBW gave a little smile and clamped her vice like grip around her arm and with casual ease led a reluctant Mum to the slab where she recieved a similar seeing to.
We lay there sighing in relief it was all over, or was it?
ELBW sauntered back over with a bucket full of suspicious looking washing utensils and liquids. With the flair of a magician, bubbles of soap erupted from her hands out of nowhere in volumious quantities as she scubbed me down, Mum snickering as I was slid across the stone like a plaything. This snickering stopped when my treatment finished and contemptous eyes turned on her. She was forced onto her stomach and was quickly obscured by a rapid expansion of soap bubbles. With a flick of ELBWs wrists, Mum shot out of the bubbles, spinning wildly towards the edge of the slab. With a chuckle, she was grabbed by the ankle and tugged, spinning the opposite direction back onto the play area, gracefully completing a full 360 degree spin. The act was followed seamlessly by a full bucket of water in the face. Surely this is a moment for the fat lady to sing?
Unfortunatley, there was our hair that needed to be cleaned with some toxic brand of industrial tiolet cleaner. Spluttering, Mum's head dissappeared into the chemical foam. I think she welcomed the bucket of water in the face this time. ELBW sauntered determinedly towards me, I closed my eyes and held my breath.
It was over! We were given our towels back and taken to individual rooms....hang on, where are our clothes? Why are we here? Why can't we go now? Havn't we suffered enough? "SLEEP NOW, NO PROGRAM!" LBW bellowed at us. Meekly we closed our eyes.
Half an hour later, we received out clothes and belongings and released on good behaviour.