You are released and paid

"You must have a golden tongue lad, she's given us a tip!" You hear the familiar voice of the blonde guard approaching, before she pats you on the back and unlocks you from the pillory.

"I almost drowned." You cough up what feels like a gallon of nectar from your lungs, almost slipping over one of the numerous ropes of cum your customer had shot off as they climaxed against your face.

"You'll get used to it." The blonde laughs at you dismissively. "Here's your cut of the fee."

The guard taps her blue band to yours with a beep and you watch as the value on your display increases at the same rate as hers falls before they both balance again.

"Come back anytime. I might even be tempted to give that golden tongue a try." The blonde winks at you before heading back outside, most likely to lure another guest into working for her.