We spread our towels and enjoyed the sun the wind that had stopped us water skiing blocked on this stretch of the river. Anne was quietly letting me k...now which of the guys she fancied one stood out as far as I could see, young, blonde hair, around six foot and even after coming out of the cold River Murray he was well endowed as he passed us to where his towel was Anne gave him an appreciative smile. Don't get me wrong the other guys weren't bad and on another day they might have fitted in. Aswe got close she got up onto knees and moved down towards us so we metat the foot of the bed and Mistress removed the gag."You don't recognise me, do you." she said, "My name's Lisa," whichmeant nothing."Should I?" I replied."Oh I think so," Lisa said, "I seem to remember you promising to thankme for letting you out of the car park."As she spoke it suddenly dawned on me, I didn't recognise her as thecar park attendant, but then how could I have done, this was hardly howI had seen her first. It takes a minute to warm up. I wander back to the bedroom, kicking off my black pumps. I toss the business jacket I was wearing onto the bed and unzip my black knee length skirt. As I pull it down I expose my simple white thong to the world. I unbutton the white blouse I was wearing exposing my plain white bra cupping my beautiful breasts. As I unhook my bra and toss it on the bed, the cool air in the bedroom shocks my nipples to attention. I slide the thong to my knees where it falls to the. He motioned impatiently for me to sit down, and I did, still in a daze over what had happened and what was now happening. He went around to his side of the car and got in. “I’m very disappointed in you, slut,” he said. I wanted to cry. “Open up the glove box and hand me what is inside,” he told me. I opened it up and expected to find the butt plug and gel, but found not only those, but the cloth cuffs, the nylon rope and a ball gag. I pulled the items out and handed them to him. “Put the plug.