. she’d lost track.Freddie looked over his shoulder again ... where was Lara? He couldn’t see her. Then the slight swell lifted her. She was still... swimming, crawl, but not as cleanly. She was veering to the right. He rowed on for a minute, seeing the yacht moving round in a wide semicircle, to get ahead of Lara. He looked again.“Lara!” he called, seeing her swimming determinedly on, “stop!”She didn’t though. He had to row for another minute, until he was alongside her. She was tiring fast now.. “A bit, yes, but I didn’t want any trouble with the cops and shit like that. He was that much better than me? Prove it! I want you to prove it!” Brandy insisted at this point.“Okay, here’s the bet, especially with the Slave Controllers here present. Correct me if I’m wrong, but bets of freedom and slavery are now legally binding, right? You want Celia back, here’s your chance to reclaim here. We’ll have a butt-fucking contest. We’ll select a victim, a willing one, and you and I can take turns. She was teasing, and I decided to tease back, just a bit.“So long as it doesn’t commit me to anything...” I grinned.“In your DREAMS, Mishka!” she laughed. “Even though I VERY much want to do that with you, you know I can only ever do it with the man I marry.”“I know, which is why you made me promise!”“Of course, if you promise to marry me...” she teased.“And cross my fingers behind my back?”“You would never do that!”“Are you SURE about that? For the chance to get what you keep teasing me about?. "I'm...gonna....cum" :-)The pace was getting pretty frantic when the office door opened up and an extremely attractive female escort (with an amazing pair of legs) stuck her head in. "OMG!" she said as she saw the three of us in mid-fuck! "I am SOOOO sorry," she said with her head down and as she backed out of the office! Guess that was just another day in the office of an escort service!The guy that I was riding had taken off my shoes and was touching, tickling, caressing and massaging my.