Not at first, but you convince her by making it less good

You look Brinks in the eye while you both get head, and she avoids your gaze.

"Gosh," says Laurie, "I don't know if I want to her take the deal or not!"

"What do you mean, we'll get our very own big-tittied barbie we can play with? How could you not want that?"

"I just mean I'm kinda excited to control her daughters' clothes too."

"I get that. What do you think, Brinks? You ready to give yourself up as a sex toy to save your daughters' modesty?"

She's pained, or maybe orgasming, but either way, she says, "I can't do it. It's too much."

"Alright, then let's fuck these bitches up!" shouts Laurie, grabbing the framed graduation pic. "They already can't wear bras anymore. Sucks for little miss graduate here especially, huge tits like her mom. So they're both in college now? Maybe we can have them wear rival schools' colors only!"

"Or nothing."

"Or cum they have to extract from their professors' dicks each morning!"

Carina, the teen shoplifter swallowing your dick right now pulls off and says, "are they at the same college? Maybe they should each have to wear the cum the other one extracts from a prof's dick." She goes right back to slurping your dick.

"What is wrong with you people?!" asks Brinks desperately. "Fine I'll do it, I changed my mind. I'll take your deal just leave my babies alone!"

You're about to agree, but Laurie puts her hand over your mouth and speaks for you. "Deal's off, Brinks. You had your chance."

"Please, give me one more chance. I'll be the best big-titty sex toy barbie whatever that you've ever seen, just don't hurt my daughters."

"We're not going to hurt anyone, Brinks," says Laurie, "but you turned down the deal and now the terms have changed." She pulls her hand off your mouth and you follow her lead.

"That's right, Brinks. Your daughters will both never wear bras again, and they'll both wear the cum of their professors on their faces in class one day each week." It's true now, because you have made it so. "That's already done, but if you want to protect them from even more, I'll give you one more deal."

"I'll take it!"

"You haven't even heard it yet," you say, and proceed to explain. "If you agree to become my private property, forever and in every way, I'll agree to not to impose any further restrictions on one of your daughters."

She's horrified, but asks, "which one?"

Sure, the younger one has bigger tatas, but it doesn't matter which one. It's not like you can undress and grope them right now anyway. You don't even know where they go to school. "I'll let you choose," you tell her. It's just about pushing your power and owning Brinks at this point. It's going to be very hard for her to choose.

"Can I have a minute to decide?"

"Decide on the deal or which daughter?"

"I accept the deal. I just have to decide which of my girls."

"Sure," you say.

"Wow, so generous," says Laurie, and turns your head to the side to kiss you. After a little making out with Laurie, you finally unload your balls in the shoplifter Carina's mouth.

"Mmmmm, thanks Clothing Controller," says the mostly naked teen, a little dribble of cum at the corner of her mouth. She licks her lips and rises to leave. Brinks is climaxing too, and you're about ready to make her pick a daughter and then you can all get out of here. You're excited to play with your new toy!

Then there's a knock on the door. The knock is polite and business-like, and nobody in the office knows who it could be.