The girl heard the back door of the car open, the prisoner determined by the sound of the echo that the minivan was indoors - in the garage or in the parking lot. The prisoner had no idea where she was and how long she had been on the trip.
Annabelle was tired from the long trip, her severely chained and painfully tired body wished for a speedy release from strict shackles. Her shoulders ached from the long and uncomfortable posture of her hands, and her wide-spread legs and her ass, wet from her love juices, were numb from prolonged sitting motionless on the floor of the minivan. As luck would have it, in addition to everything, her full bladder, after drinking water on the road, sent urges to the desired emptying.
After a while, Annabelle heard a long-awaited click and the sound of opening the back door of the minivan cabin in the direction in front of her. Annabelle did not see anything, but the girl guessed that they had arrived at the final point of their route, the captive really hoped for a speedy release, while realizing that she was in the absolute power of her Owner without any possibility of influencing her strictly restrained state.