Beyond Mackenzie's limits

The crowd's cheering showed no signs of subsiding, but the same couldn't be said for Mackenzie. As her orgasm dragged on and on, Amanda could see her assistant's legs beginning to tremble. The shaking quickly gave way to complete failure as Mackenzie collapsed to the ground, hands still behind her head as her face glowed red.

"I suppose that's enough." Amanda thought to herself. "Aaaand sleep!" she commanded out loud.

Mackenzie immediately went slack, slumping back against the floor as consciousness escaped her. The redhead's exposed sex continued to twitch occasionally, still leaking from her extended orgasm, the results of which had gathered into a hard-to-miss puddle on the stage floor.

Amanda knelt down beside her assistant, giving her a closer look. The trance Mackenzie had fallen into was... different from those before. Thinking back on her research, Amanda realized she may have accidentally destroyed any inherent mental defenses she once had when she overstimulated Mackenzie's body with that orgasm. The responsible thing to do would be to call an end to the show and give the redhead a chance to recover.

Amanda's ego, however, had a different idea. If her theory was correct, Mackenzie was in the perfect state to embed a permanent hypnotic command. What better way to prove how real her powers were than to showcase such undeniable influence? Or... perhaps it was time to hand the reins over to a lucky volunteer from the audience. It might be interesting to see what a third party might command Mackenzie to do.