It was then that she noticed the small orange light on the dashboard, the one shaped like a petrol pump and the small needle on the gauge resting on t...he E. “Oh, Bloody fantastic!” she cursed, turned of the ignition and grabbed her mobile phone to call the the breakdown people. There was no signal! Carla was furious now, “Twenty-first bloody century and I can't make a simple call!” she swore and threw the phone into the passenger foot-well in her fury. She sat for a while thinking about what to. As I approached her, I saw that she was lying on her belly with her top undone. With the slight angle she was at, I had to wonder how much of an eyefull she was giving her new beach friend. Judging by a noticeable lump in his trunks, quite a bit.“Hey,” I called so she’d notice me as I walked up, squinting from the now strong sunlight. She flattened down and turned her head to my side.“Oh! Hey, sorry, didn’t know the clouds were going to break that fast. You ok staying a bit longer?” she asked. The feeling of fullness that I felt in my arse when it became filled with the water cannot be described. I just had to go to the bathroom! But of course I couldn't. "Umphf umphf". Marcus now closed the stopper and then the valve at the butt-plug base. He then untied me from the shed. As soon as he took my gag out I started to complain. "I cannot be like this". "I must go to the bathroom". "Please Marcus?please". But he simply said: "Later. You must hold it out. Maybe you will enjoy the feeling. "Daddy bought her for me in Tokyo 'cause I did everyone he told me to." It's very nice to meet you," Kim bowed. "Miss Becky is very good to me and I like her very much," she said softly. "I'll be a good house slave, you'll see.??I'll go get Miss Becky's luggage, now," Kim bowed again and left Kathy, Mommy and Christi open-mouthed on the couch."Isn't she neat?" Becky grinned from ear-to-ear.Mommy was the first to regain her voice. "You know, Sweetheart, owning a slave is a big responsibility..