Be...but...you no slave....I...know quick...enough....what...you are!" With that she hauled him up by the scruff of his neck and started dragging him...towards the tents until he could walk, then she pushed him in front so she could lead him with a spear she had collected on the way. As they neared the campsite he could see that it was a large trading caravan. Near their huts older panthers and leopards sat counting, weighing, and measure all sorts of materials. They had everything from gold. P-please, somebody, help me! she yelled, twisting and thrashing in the ropes. All she managed to do was injure her wrists and ankles. The ropes held taught, she hadnt even gotten them to loosen. Her crying quieted down when she heard a thick, deep voice. Hello, Alyssa, the voice said. Immediately, the girl tensed. Her breath caught in her throat and she turned to the corner of the room where she thought the voice was coming from. Whos there? How do you know my name? she called out, focusing. ." I couldn't get any further, she just hugged mesaying "I said that you could be a pain sometimes because when you runoff to cry you never come looking for me - you just hide even from meand that is what annoys and hurts me so much" that stunned me enough tosay "you what?" I said that you should come to me more often when your hurt instead ofmaking me come to find you" and her saying that made me overflow withjoy and I forgave her immediately but I still cried into her shoulderas she held me. Soon I felt a flood of water passing, filling my bowels.After a few minutes I began to get uncomfortably full, I warned Peter that I couldn't hold any more.He slapped my sore bottom and told me I'd take all that was in the bag. Then he reached underneath me.He massaged my bloated belly until the enema bag was empty. Leaving the nozzle up my asshole andsqueezing my asscheeks together to prevent me from losing a drop of te water, he reached for jelly."Relax," Peter urged as he removed the nozzle.