If you want freedom, you have to earn it

Bianca steps forward. The moment of weakness you'd spotted in her earlier seems to be gone. She's got you right where she wants you and she has no intention of letting you go easily.

"It looks like Sam is having quite a bit of fun," Bianca says as she runs a finger down your abs. She stops just above the base of your throbbing cock. "Isn't that right?"

"No. It's not like-"

Your sentence ends in a gasp as Bianca slowly guides her finger along the length of your shaft. Her gaze is fixed on you and you can see her breasts swell with anticipation against her swimsuit. She reaches the end of your cock and gently taps the head.

"That's what I thought," she said, eliciting laughter from the woman.

Your dick cannot stop twitching. All of the teasing over the course of the day had created so much tension in your body. And it is dying to release.

"Did you hear what he said right before I put the cuffs on him?" Caterina asked the women. "He said he wasn't a pervert. This nudity was all just a misunderstanding."

Alice spoke up. "It is a misunderstanding. Just a bit of fun."

You look up at her to express gratitude, but her gaze is locked on your body.

"That's right," Bianca said. She leans in closer to you and strokes the muscles in one of your arms. The veins in your arms were pulsing from the effort you'd made to break out of your restraints. "Look at those veins," Bianca whispered. "I wonder where all that blood is rushing to."

The women laugh, and you feel Bianca's finger gliding down your shaft again.

"So, Bianca," Layla says. "Did you have a game we could play?"

"I do. And I think we're all going to like it. Sam most of all."

You look up at her, gritting your teeth to try and ignore the fluttering in your chest.

"Sam says he isn't some pervert who likes exposing himself in public. And I believe him."

"You... you do?" you ask.

"Of course I do, silly." She pushes down the head of your cock a few inches and lets it comically spring back up. "So I think you should be given a chance to prove it."

"What do you mean?" Alice asks, obviously intrigued.

"Well, if this were actually giving Sam pleasure, he'd have a very difficult time controlling himself right now."

"He looks like he's having quite a bit of fun already," Layla jokes.

"Oh this?" Bianca asks, rubbing you with two fingers this time. "He's a young man. It doesn't take very much for them to get...." her fingers stop. "I'm sorry, Sam. What was the word in English again?"

"H... hard."

"Thank you, Sam." You feel three of her fingers on you. Your knees begin to shake. "But, if he were actually enjoying this, he wouldn't be able to stop himself from losing control. He would... I'm sorry, Sam. I'm afraid I need your help again. How do you say it in English? To... release?"

You take a deep, shaky breath and whisper, "Cum."

"Cum." Her entire hand is on you now. "Am I saying that right? Cum."

"Yes."

"Thank you, Sam." She releases you and stands up. "So, let's play a game. Sam has to stay where he is. And we let him go if he stays there without cumming for... I don't know. Sixty seconds?"

"And if he does cum?" Caterina asked.

"Well, I think you said it best, Security Officer Catarina." Bianca looks back at you. "I think the only way he'll learn his lesson is to leave him here all night."

You look from face to face. From their expressions, it's clear you won't be able to talk them out of it.

"Sixty," Bianca says. You gulp. "Fifty-nine. Fifty-eight."