Group Shots Wager

The group photoshoot starts with a buzz of excitement in the air. Neha positions everyone around you, ensuring they avoid direct contact with your cock. Instead, the girls place their hands on your chest, shoulders, and thighs, their touch teasingly close but never quite reaching your throbbing erection. Each of their hands is warm and soft, making your skin tingle wherever they touch. You can feel their breath on your skin, their closeness sending waves of arousal through you. Your cock twitches and throbs, the desire to be touched becoming almost unbearable.

Neha snaps photos, capturing the dynamic poses and the palpable tension. You stand in the center, surrounded by the beautiful women, your body reacting visibly to their proximity. You can hear them whispering, their words adding to your arousal.

"Look at how hard he is," Marina murmurs, her breath hot against your ear. "I bet he’s dying to be touched."

"Imagine how he feels, knowing we’re so close but not touching," Sandy giggles, her fingers lightly grazing your thigh.

"I give him five minutes before he’s begging," Olivia adds, her voice dripping with amusement.

Trying to maintain your composure, you retort defensively, "I have enough self-control to avoid that. I won't beg."

Neha's eyes light up at the challenge. "Is that so? How about we make it interesting? We have 15 minutes left for the shoot. If you can hold out without begging us to touch you, you win. But if you beg before the time's up, we win."

Neha proposes, "If you hold out, your cock will be fully censored in the article. However, if you lose, then we would like you to be a regular correspondent for us! We will take all the pictures we can, including those the girls here at the office take. We can feature you regularly, maybe weekly. Every - what is today anyway?"

Sandy speaks up, "It's Tuesday! Teasing Tuesdays for our hunk here!"

You consider your options. The thought of your cock for all those women to read is incredibly embarrassing. The chance to have it be censored it tempting. However, on the other hand, if you fail, then not only will your cock be for public consumption, but it will be so every week, indefinitely. You glance over the stunning women, noticing their hungry expressions. There is no doubt they want to test you—they are lusting after you and looking to get some leverage.

You have made up your mind. The exhibitionist side takes the better of you, "I accept this challenge!"

Neha sets a timer for 15 minutes and nods to the girls. "Let's get started."

The girls resume their positions, their hands roaming tantalizingly close to your most sensitive areas. They murmur teasing comments, their touch feather-light but electrifying. You try to focus, but their voices and touches are driving you wild.

Marina trails her fingers down your chest, stopping just above your groin. "Feeling good?"

Sandy leans in, whispering in your ear, her breath hot against your skin. "Are you sure you can hold out?"

Emily's hands caress your thighs, dangerously close to your throbbing cock. "Just a little touch won't hurt, right?"

Olivia lightly grazes your back, her fingers tracing patterns that send shivers up your spine. "You look so tense. Just say the word."

Your mind races, desperately trying to maintain control. Each touch, each whisper, sends jolts of pleasure through your body. You can feel your resolve weakening, the desire to be touched growing stronger with every passing second.

Neha's camera clicks steadily, capturing every moment of your struggle, the intensity of your arousal clear in every shot. "You know, John, this article is going to be a sensation. Think about all those women, powerful, influential, all reading about you and your 'adventures.' They'll see your cock, know your every secret. You'll be the centerpiece of their discussions, their fantasies. How thrilling is that?"

Neha steps closer, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "But that's just the beginning. We're planning to market the online subscription on you, John. Imagine it: exclusive content featuring the Naked Office Stud, available only to our premium subscribers. We'll apply the same incentive system you have here at the office. For every milestone of subscriptions gained, there will be new photos, new stories, more intimate details."

Your cock throbs violently at her words, the idea of being showcased and exposed to so many women driving you wild. Neha smirks, noticing your reaction. The girls start throwing out potential rewards:

"Imagine exclusive full nudity galleries," Marina murmurs, her voice dripping with excitement.

"Unedited behind-the-scenes footage from today’s shoot," Olivia adds, her fingers brushing your thigh.

"Personalized video messages where you address the subscribers directly," Sandy teases, her breath hot against your ear.

The whispers around you intensify:

"Can you imagine the kind of content they'll get him to make?" Marina murmurs.

"He'll be a star in the business world for all the wrong reasons," Rachel adds, chuckling.

The girls continue their sensual ****, their hands and words driving you to the brink. The timer counts down, the tension building with each passing second.

Marina's voice is low and seductive. "Just say the word, John. You know you want to."

Sandy adds, "Think about how good it will feel. Just beg."

Olivia's breath is hot against your skin as she whispers, "Come on, John, just beg us to touch you."

You think about about how all you need to do is hold out. You will get sweet release soon enough. Just then, as if she can read your mind, Rachel adds with a smirk, "And who knows, I might just cancel the end-of-day ceremony today as part of your punishment. Keep you on edge even longer."

The pressure is building to unbearable levels. The desire to be touched, to be relieved, is overwhelming. Finally, with the girls' voices and touches driving you to the brink, you break. "Please... please touch me," you gasp, your voice strained with need.

The room erupts in cheers and laughter as the girls celebrate their victory. Neha smirks, her eyes gleaming with triumph. "Looks like we win, John. Welcome to Teasing Tuesdays."

Your cock throbs violently at the thought, the excitement and humiliation blending into an overwhelming sensation. The girls' laughter and teasing continue as you prepare for whatever comes next.