It's a Man

Staring down at Mackenzie as she treaded water was the silver barrel of a handgun trained on her. At its other end stood a man towering over the bathing beauty.

"I uh um..." Mackenzie answered flustered.

"Well?" the man asked again, motioning the barrel of his gun towards the pool ladder at the far end.

Mackenzie didn't take note of the gesture, too troubled by the cold steel that pointed at her.

"There's a drone you see and..." She started, turning to point at her hovering companion only to find the area around the pool empty. "...it was following me aroun-"

"Get out of my pool!" the man snapped, "Before I call the cops for trespassing!"

Mackenzie immediately shut up. Doing as told she swam over to the ladder with several long strokes, her shapely bare backside breaching the water's surface without her knowledge. The man watching her noticed, however, and felt his demeanor towards his trespasser changing as the situation became a whole lot more interesting. Mackenzie reached the ladder of the pool and hesitated, not really wanting to come out of the water and completely expose herself to the homeowner.

"Come on, missy. Out of the pool." the man said. "The more you drag your feet the more I feel compelled to call the cops."

"N-no! No, please, no cops!" Mackenzie begged as she scampered up the ladder and out of the pool. She quickly huddled over and wrapped her arms around herself defensively. "Please, whatever you do, don't call the cops..."

"Alright, first of all, stand up straight." the man ordered. Mackenzie felt her cheeks burn with shame as she complied, exposing herself to the man's hungry gaze. He didn't hide his blatant ogling of Mackenzie's supple form. "So, what's in it for me if I don't call the cops?"

"W-w-well I... uh..." Mackenzie stumbled over an answer.

"On your knees. I know how you can earn your freedom." the man said, stepping forward and unzipping his fly.