The contract is binding (tg)

After you are done blowing what feels like the most massive load of your life, you pull out of her now jizz drenched cunt. As you stand panting over her she just grins like the cheshire cat. "You look happy." you tell her, to which she replies "I'm finally getting something I've wanted for a very long time!", "what do you mean?" you ask her, still not understanding the significance of your contract. "All agreements in The Bazaar are binding, cutie. I held up my end of the bargain, I even gave you extra by agreeing to let you fuck me. I could have just gave you a handy and been done with you. Now I own your dick, the magic of The Bazaar will see to that."

You look down, seeing your dick start to soften to its flaccid state. Something is different this time though, it keeps shrinking past even the coldest of days you've seen it. As you watch your cock get smaller and smaller you hear a small giggle from the beautiful red hair amazon who just manhandled you into two orgasms. Looking over to see why she giggled, you saw her smiling bigger than anyone you've ever seen smile before, her eyes glued to her own crotch. When you see what she's looking at, you learn the true meaning of the deal you made with her.

Your eyes shoot back down to your own crotch in terror. Your cock isn't there. Your gaze snaps back to the red head woman's vagina, confirming what you were beginning to suspect. The redhead amazon that you just fucked and filled has both of her hands wrapped around her new nine inch dong and is jacking herself of like there's no tomorrow.