"Wow, you're fast," hissed Rose as she tried to gain her breath. "I couldn't catch up with you the whole way."
"Thanks," replied Laura as she too tried to gulp down some air. "You are pretty fast yourself."
"Well, I want a rematch. Double or nothing tomorrow morning."
"I never understood that gambling stuff," replied Laura, honestly. "What does double or nothing mean?"
"Hmmmm. Good question," said Rose before breaking out laughing. "I never thought much about it. I think it just means that we make the same bet but double it. So if you win, then you have two days of freedom. If I win, then you have two more days of slavery to me."
"So what's the nothing part?" asked a confused Laura.
"Who knows. But how about we make that the bet for tomorrow morning's run?"
"I guess that's okay."
"And if we run enough times, maybe I'll end up becoming a slave to you."
That last comment caught Laura off guard. She was becoming more and more confused and having a harder and harder time characterizing Rose. Now she started to wonder what it might be like to own someone like Rose.
That night, as they cuddled together in bed, Rose spooned up against Laura's back and cupped one of her breasts, "I'm going to fist you tomorrow."
"Oh my god," replied Laura, "I thought you already did that today."
"Hardly. That was only four fingers. And not even all of the fingers. Tomorrow, you take it in to my wrist."
"I can't imagine that you would even fit without breaking me."
"You won't break. At least not the way that you mean. And, by the way, I like to be awakened by a tongue in the morning. Good night little one."
Laura felt her blush returning as she realized the meaning of Rose's last comment. Images and conflicting thoughts swirled around in her mind but soon she fell asleep feeling Rose's hand holding possessively onto her breast.
Chapter 9: Training for the races
Laura stirred awake and, for a moment, was confused. She did not recognize her surroundings and almost jumped out of bed. Then she felt the arm draped across her side and the hand gently holding her breast and realized that Rose had held her all night. Once again, she was conflicted. She was revolted by the idea that Rose owned her for the weekend. But Rose had also shown so much kindness toward her and had shown so much interest in her, that she could not be upset with the younger woman.
Remembering the instructions from the night before, Laura gently lifted Rose's arm and rolled her owner onto her side. Then she lifted the sheet and slid down on the bed so that her face was perched over the red tuft of hair. Despite her inexperience, she started to slowly kiss and then lick Rose's sex, watching the sweet petals part. It took only moments for Rose to start to moan softly and only a few more moments for Rose to awaken and reach down to grasp the blonde mane between her legs. Laura kept her tongue dancing and quickly felt the body beneath her tense and heard a loud groan telling her that Rose had achieved her first climax of the day.
"Mmmmm, well done little one. I'll have to think twice about beating you in the races today."
Rose got out of bed and wrapped a robe around herself before padding out to the kitchen. Laura followed her naked, knowing that she would not be wearing any clothes for the entire weekend. After some grapefruit and coffee, Rose declared that it was time for the first race of the day. This time, it was to be the same course, but it was to be done totally naked.
Again, it was a close race, but this time Rose won. Laura chastised herself for trying to hold onto her bobbing and swaying breasts and convinced herself that she could have won if she had just focused on winning. But Rose did win, and Laura resigned herself to an additional two days of slavery.
"Double or nothing before lunch?" asked Rose with a mischievous smile. "Or are you afraid that you'll end up owing your whole life to me?"
"Double or nothing!" exclaimed Laura. "And by the end of the weekend, you'll be calling me Mistress!"
After the race, the two girls went for a swim. Then they laid out on the dock to soak in the sun. Rose had Laura rub some suntan lotion into her to protect her pale flesh but decided that Laura herself could take the morning sun without protection. The two lounged for two hours like two sisters without a care in the world.
At about 11:30 , Rose decided that there was time for another run before lunch. "Ponies need lots of exercise," she giggled. "Let's run down the shoreline to that beach and back" she said as she pointed to the beach off in the distance.
"Wow. That looks like a long way" replied Laura.
"Not so far. Besides, we don't have to set a world record. You just have to beat me."
"Tell me again. What are we betting for this time?" asked a naïve Laura.
"If I win, I get you for four additional days. If you win, then you are back to even."
"Oh. That hardly seems fair," said Laura.
"Well, we could make it more interesting, if you want."
"How would we do that?"
"Well, if you win, then you own me for the rest of the weekend. If I win, then I own you for a month. Of course, we will both be owned for that week in August."
"Hmmmm. I'm not sure. A month is a long time."
"It's up to you."
"Okay. I'll enjoy owning you for the rest of the weekend."
"Good girl," grinned Rose. "Let's swim back and stretch out."
Once again, the two naked girls stretched and, once again, Laura chastised herself for spending so much time looking at her beautiful opponent. When they were both warmed up, they stood ready and then streaked off along the trail toward the beach in the distance. Neither girl made very good time since neither was wearing shoes. Plus the bobbing and swaying of breasts tended to slow them down. But Laura was leading when they reached the beach, despite the distracting movements on her chest. She placed one foot on the beach to be able to prove that she had actually reached the destination and then headed back toward the starting point.
She grinned at Rose as she passed her on the trail, "See you at the house, slavegirl."
Laura tried to keep up as fast of a pace as possible the entire way back. The stakes were just too high to let up. About half way back to the starting point, she started to hear footsteps and heavy breathing behind her. She glanced back and saw that Rose had closed the gap between them and was threatening her again.
Laura dug deep and started to sprint. The footsteps remained behind her, however, regardless of how much she sped up. As she got close to the finish line, Laura glanced over her shoulder again and saw Rose only a few yards behind her. And then disaster struck. Laura lost her balance and tumbled into the clearing, only a few feet from the finish line. She watched as Rose easily glided to the win, only to return to her and lean down to kiss Laura on the forehead. "Who's the slavegirl now?"
Laura just groaned. She had already been planning how she was going to be a mistress. Now she had lost another month of her life to slavery.
Rose sat down on the ground and gathered the whimpering Laura into her arms, comforting her. "Are you okay little one?"
"I'm miserable," pouted Laura.
Rose laughed. "Well, I hope that's not true. You certainly don't look miserable. Even covered in grass and leaves you look ravishing."