Part 4: ENM - After Party

"Well, Sam," Bianca says. "I hope you've had as much fun today as I have."

In that moment you want to laugh. You want to tell her that today has been a nightmare. You want to say that every minute of the day has been more humiliating than the last. But, most of all, you want to cover yourself with clothes, a towel, your hands, anything.

But that's not an option for you. You're handcuffed to a lamppost, and with your hands bound behind your back, there's nothing to stop Bianca from shamelessly ogling your body.

Ever since Bianca first spotted you on that nude beach earlier today, the Italian bombshell has managed to find opportunities to humiliate you at every turn. It's hard to believe that only this morning you'd never been seen naked by a woman before. But after a day at this villa in Italy, you've been exposed to dozens of the hottest women you'd ever seen. You can take some comfort in the fact that for the most part, you'd only been seen naked by European women who you would never have to face again. The girls from your college back in the US still hadn't seen you naked - you'd narrowly managed to escape that. Suddenly, you remember that they're on their way back from the night club right now. And you're helplessly exposed.

"I think we've had enough fun for one night, Bianca," you say. She holds the keys to your cuffs in one hand. The other hand is at her mouth - she lightly chews on her thumb as she stares lustily at your body.

"Are you sure?" she asks. "From here it looks like you're still having quite a bit of fun."

Your cock throbs as she makes the comment, and she smiles at the reaction. It's true - the entire day of teasing and groping you'd received meant you were on the edge of cumming. The sight of Bianca, a smoking hot blonde woman whose hourglass figure was practically exploding out of her strapless swimsuit, was not helping matters. Your body was **** for release, and the sight of it was driving Bianca wild. But you had to get out of there. It was late at night, but anyone could walk down this villa pathway at any time.

"A deal's a deal," you say. "I agreed to play your game and you said you'd undo the cuffs."

Bianca pouts her lips and sighs. "If you insist." She turns around and you're so distracted by the shape of her ass that you almost don't notice her toss the key over her shoulder. It lands at your feet. Before you can move to pick it up, Bianca says, "I hope you don't mind if I slip out of this, Sam."

Your jaw drops as she grips the side of her strapless swimsuit and slides it down, exposing her bronze back. Once it's at her hips, she struts toward the villa. She runs her hands through her hair and her breasts are so large you can still see them as she walks away. You barely manage to suppress a moan at the sight. Bianca has seen every inch of you (as she loves reminding you) but you still hadn't even seen her take her top off. Now, you were tantalizing close to seeing something that you've wanted from the moment you laid eyes on her.

"With all the fun we've had tonight, I need to change into something a little less," she looks over her shoulder and shoots you a wink as she says, "wet."

She passes through the gate to the courtyard of the villa, then turns a corner. A second later, you see a hand reach out from around the corner and drop the swimsuit on the ground.

"Holy shit," you whisper to yourself.

Then, as if you needed any more motivation to get moving, you hear voices in the distance.

Time to get moving!