No, the distraction fails

“HOLY SHIT!” Steve called out. You whirled at the sound. Steve was staring at Bill’s cock in disbelief. With your initial reaction broken, you realized you hand had come off the ladder. You wrapped your fingers around the nearest rung of the ladder. You turned back to find yourself face to face with Cindy. Fortunately, she hid Bill’s mammoth manhood from sight. You doubted that you would be enthralled by the sight of it again, but you were glad you didn’t have to take that chance.

“Nice try,” you said with a smile, “You almost had me…Almost.” You held out your hand.

“Are you sure there is nothing I can say or do to get you to let me go?” Cindy pleaded. Her hands moved slowly towards her bra. Part of you knew you should simply claim your victory. But a greater part of you wanted to see Cindy squirm for a while first.

“I don’t know… I’m not sure you deserve a chance to escape.” you said with an evil smile, “You worked so hard to get Bill so hot and bothered. And now you want to leave him in such an…unsatisfied state…”

“How about I suck him off?” Cindy asked. You saw a smile appear on Bill’s face.

“That would certainly solve his problem,” you murmured, “But that’s hardly worth letting you go…especially since it would leave me with little time to catch you again.”

“How about I get him off in less than five minutes?” she asked.

“Too easy…” you countered. Considering how hard he was, you doubted Cindy needed more than a couple minutes to get him to cum. “How about you suck Steve off in less than five minutes instead?” It was Steve’s turn to smile in eager anticipation.

“Ten minutes.” Cindy insisted.

“Ten minutes for both them.” you answered.

“That’s not enough time!” Cindy pleaded. There was an undeniable hint of desperation in her voice. You paused a moment. You had no doubt Cindy was right, but not by much. And while you wanted to give her a chance, you wanted to make her sweat for it. You sighed.

“I’ll tell you what, I’ll give you two minutes.” you told her. Cindy opened her mouth to protest. You kept going. “After that, each time you take something off and I’ll give you another two minutes. However, no matter what happens, each piece you take off stays off until the end of the hour.”

“If you run out of clothes, you lose.”

“Obviously,” Cindy observed.

“In addition to losing our game, you have to do something for each of the guys.” you continued, “If you get both of them to cum before you are naked, I’ll give you a two minute head start. I’ll give you an additional minute for each additional article of clothing you take off.”

“Agreed.” Cindy said. It was obvious that she wasn’t happy with the terms, but they were better than simply giving up and allowing you to make her do those things anyway.

“Good,” you told her as you looked at your watch, “Your time starts now.” Cindy started to protest. She stopped as she realized that her protests were falling on deaf ears and her time was running. You smiled as she struggled to unbuckle Steve’s belt. She had barely managed to remove both their pants before you called out that her two minutes were up. Without the slightest hesitation, Cindy stopped working on the guys. She took off an article of clothing and handed it to you.