What choice does she have?

Mandy groans loudly as Clair stands back up to continue her fucking. Mandy feels her orgasm building, but hits a plateau as her ignored clit contues to throb with every thrust.

"Whatever....ugh....you...ugh....want....uh....just....ugh.....make.....ugh....me.....ugh.....cum!" Mandy feels Clair pull her strap on out and leave her empty for a moment while she returns to the closet and rumages around.

"A.L.I.S.S., please note the extra time on Mandy's service to me."

"Do you think it fair you coerced her into more time mid scene?"

"I think she stated 'whatever I want' before I even locked her up. But you can confirm with her after she cums."

Mandy moans low as she feels something slide over her clit. It starts sucking on her clit, which also seems to hold it in place. As soon as it starts sucking, Mandy feels the strap on slip back into her pussy to continue the fucking.

"Ohmigodyesthankyougod...."Mandy fucks back as hard as she can given her position, and it doesn't take her long now that her clit is finally getting the attention it wants.

Mandy groans as she cums and spasms. Her legs straighten, and she squirts, the relief being instant and intense, running through her entire body.

However Clair doesn't stop. She keeps fucking Mandy, and the device keeps sucking away at her now very sensative clit. Mandy continues to fuck back sensative, but not ready to be done.

"Yes...ugh....again...ugh..."

"Go ahead"

It doesn't take long for Mandy to cum again since she never really came down from her high. Her second orgasm comes out much more strained, she groans hard and squirts again. This time her knees buckle a bit as her body is starting to wear out from the exertion. Clair continues to fuck her, and the suction on her now very sensative clit is relentless.

"One....ugh....ugh...more....ugh...ugh...."

"Go ahead."

It takes a few more minutes this time as the sensitivity of her clit and desire to get away start to conflict with her desire to cum again. Mandy finally cums with another smaller squirt, and almost pained groan.

"Please....ack....stop...eek..."

"One more, then you may stop."

Mandy focuses on the task given to her for one more orgasm. Mandy's clit is begging for a break, her legs are screaming from the position, and her pussy is starting to become raw from the constant fucking. With all of this going on, the buildup is much harder, but the direction from Clair puts Mandy in the right headspace to force out one more.

Mandy's final orgasm comes harder than the second and third, though not harder than the first. Mandy groans loudly before squirting hard again. As she cums for the final time, she feels Clair pull the strap on out of her pussy, and the device on her clit stops and is pulled off by Clair. Mandy lets her knees fully buckle laying her whole weight on the bed.

Mandy loses track of time somewhere between dozing and passing out until she feels something cool and damp wiping at her pussy. It takes Mandy a moment to realize that Clair is cleaning her up. After a few minutes of cleanup, Clair releases Mandy's ankles and takes off the cuffs. She helps Mandy stand up to turn around and be able to sit on the bed, before taking off the blindfold. Once able to see again, Mandy sees Clair sit down next to her back in her sundress. Mandy lays her head on Clair's shoulder, and Clair wraps her arm around Mandy as best she can with the fiddle in the way.

"A.L.I.S.S., I still agree to the new deal, as long as Clair doesn't keep me denied the whole time."

"Noted"

"You need to be better at negotiation." Clair chided Mandy.

"Why?" Mandy replied with a yawn.

"Because based on the letter of that, I could make you cum ten minutes in, and leave you denied the rest of the month."

"That is technically correct." A.L.I.S.S. chimed in.

"That is a future problem. The closest to satiated I ever get is when I play with you."

"Fun as this has been, we both have work to go do. Do you want me to dress you before we go?"

Mandy nods and they both get up and see what is available in the closet. As a staff room, the options are limited, and with Mandy's hands locked in the fiddle, the options are even more limited. After being shown some options by Clair, Mandy settles on a tube top with short shorts. Mandy foregoes any underwear expecting to be stripped again shortly.

They both head out together, realizing they are both heading to client rooms and each disappear into their respective room.