Many questions tormented the mind of a severely limited Annabelle:
*Finally, we have arrived and Edward will set me free... Where am I? What kind of place is it? My shoulders and elbows hurt unbearably... My poor jaw is about to burst from the strain when Edward removes that damned gag and sets me free? My nipples are very itchy on the sweater, it's torture, I can't scratch them... Why am I so turned on?? Why do I enjoy humiliation and restraint?? Am I a horny and depraved whore?? I'm very tired, I need to lie down... I'm hungry... I really want to piss, now I'm pissing*
A strong desire to urinate did not allow the girl to focus on questions and became unbearable, Annabelle was very nervous holding her bladder, bare feet on the cold concrete floor and naked wet pussy only increased the feeling of need, the girl could not say anything, she only moaned plaintively into her damned gag and shifted from foot to foot.
"Hush darling, calm down, we're here, I know you're happy."
Embracing the girl by the waist, Edward gallantly led Annabelle into the space behind the opened door, the girl obediently followed her Master-Boyfriend, squeezing her hips as much as possible.