As I'm playing with your nipples in front of the window, you reach back and weave your hand through my robe and begin to stroke my hardening cock, wra...ping your fingers around me, stroking me slowly from the base to the head, long slow strokes. Your movement along my cock begins to make the robe slide slowly off your shoulders. I stop teasing a nipple and untie the knot holding your robe closed. Your robe falls open, leaving you exposed to anyone who may look up into our hotel room. You mutter. It sounded to me very much like a crowd of excited people in a theater. Sue told me that it was best if I didn't know about it and to hope that I wouldn't find out. My bladder felt week so I went and relieved myself.The wrangler entered the room wearing thigh latex stiletto thigh boots, a latex body suit and long latex gloves. She was carrying a cattle prod."Fix your make up and make it quick" she snarled at me. "Do you know what this is?" Yeth" I mumbled.She zapped me. When I climbed back off. A larger tree had been uprooted, with the entire root ball showing, and was leaning across the trail, the upper part of the tree tangled in another one across the way. The only good news was that ahead I could see the turn in the road, where it met the wider, better tended gravel road.I had my work cut out for me.Call me a freak, but I like physical labor. Maybe because my earliest jobs in high school and college were all hard labor. Now that I spent most of my days behind a desk, I liked. I'm not stupid and knew that the mirror had to be a window on the other side and people were watching me struggle to hold the enema inside.Cramps twisted my guts. I felt the muscles of my butt twitching against the strain. I looked down and saw that my fake boobs were quite visible through the sheer pink plastic of my dress and that they bounced as I fought against the chains that held me to the ceiling.Then, it was over. In an explosion of water and shit, I filled the plastic pants. Liquid.