Give Bianca what she wants

You jog across the courtyard to get to the keys. With your hands cuffed behind your back, you're painfully aware of how exposed you are. With all of Bianca's teasing, you've given up any hope of getting rid of your erection - you're just hoping you don't blow your load in front of her. You awkwardly lower yourself to the ground to pick up a key, then lose your balance and fall on your side.

You know you shouldn't look at her, but you do anyway.

Bianca is sitting in one of the deck chairs, enjoying the show. She is lightly chewing on her thumb as she watches you struggle with your restraints. You can see from the way her enormous breasts stretch the silk robe to its limit that the sight of you is making her breath heavy. She has her long, tan legs crossed and, despite everything, you can't help but try and sneak a peak up her robe. She winks at you as she catches your eyes wandering and pulls the robe a bit further up her leg. Not far enough for you to see anything. Just enough to tease you.

You try and clear your head as you pick up one of the keys and rush to the door. You back up into the villa door and try to position the key properly. After a brief struggle, you realize that this isn't the key. You drop it, then look back at the other nine.

The phone in Bianca's purse rings. She nonchalantly picks it up and smiles when she sees the caller ID.

"Oh, good," she says. "It's your friend, Erica. They must be back."

Time to hustle. You decide to pick up several keys at once before heading back to the door. While you struggle with the keys, Bianca takes the call and puts it on speaker.

"Buona sera, Erica," she says in her Italian accent. "Did you enjoy the club?"

"It was amazing! Thank you so much for telling us about it. We lost track of Sam, though. Is he with you?"

Bianca smiles at the sight of you returning to the door to fumble with the keys. Then she stands and slowly walks toward you.

"I drove Sam back to the villa," she tells Erica as she comes to a stop in front of you. "He was sorry to leave so early, but I think he was a bit worn out from all the attention he was getting."

"God, no kidding," Erica said. "And thanks again for picking out that outfit for him. I couldn't believe how hot he looked!"

Despite the pressure of the situation, hearing the girl from your dorm floor say this makes you blush. You're facing Bianca as you try and open the door behind you and you hope that she doesn't notice your reaction.

"Well, Sam wanted to head back to the villa and relax in the hot tub. After all, he'd had such a long, hard day with you ladies."

As Bianca says the words "long and hard" she runs a finger along your shaft. You were struggling enough without this distraction and, despite trying to fight it with every fiber of your being, a moan escapes from your lips.

"Did you hear something?" Erica asked.

"Hmmm, I'm not sure," Bianca says as she wraps her fingers around you and begins to stroke. Your breathing is shaky, but you manage to stay silent.

"Well we just got out of the cab and are walking back to the villa now." Your eyes bulge as Erica says that. She'll be here in seconds. "Maybe if Sam hasn't gone to bed yet, we'll see him in the hot tub."

"I'm sure he'd love to see you ladies," Bianca said. "Good night, Erica."

Bianca hangs up the phone and in the distance, you can hear the group of sorority girls laughing. You hold the last key in your hand. It has to be this one. It has to work. Your eyes bulge as the key fits and the door opens. You fall backwards through the door and land on the ground. You're lying on your back inside the villa.

You made it! But before you can celebrate, you see Bianca holding something above you.

"Don't forget about this key," she says.

You recognize it immediately. It's the key to the handcuffs. Bianca tosses it past you and it lands on the dining room table ahead. You look past her and see that the door to the outer courtyard is opening. The girls are back.

You struggle to your feet and stumble toward the dining table. Bianca follows you inside and closes the front door behind her. You have maybe five seconds before the sorority girls walk in to find you in the middle of the room without a scrap of clothing, hands bound behind your back, and an enormous erection.

You backpedal up to the table and your face lights up as you feel the key in your hand.

"Well, Bianca," you say. "Even with all your distractions, I still managed to make it inside."

"Distractions?" she asks innocently.

"Yeah. Even with you -"

You never get a chance to finish the sentence. In a quick, casual motion, Bianca slides the silk robe off her shoulders. She pulls it down to her waist and, for the first time since you've met her, you finally see her topless. The sight freezes you in place.

"What's the matter, Sam?" she asks. "Distracted?"