Dragon Age: The Blowjob Throne

You are the Herald of Andraste and the Inquisitor of 'The Inquisition'... a fat, corrupt balding man who has the power to close the demonic rifts that plague the land of Ferelden. You're definitely not the hero that the people were expecting but currently they have no one else that can save them except for you. You were a Circle mage at first, hired to protect the chantry when the "incident" occurred... an earth-shaking explosion that tore a giant green hole in the sky with demons pouring out of it and causing the of hundreds of people, including the Divine Justinia herself.

It has been quite a journey since that incident: you've recruited allies and friends; you've shut down these green rifts all across the land and have rebuilt Skyhold, a mighty fortress in the mountains. However, everyone still knows you're a scumbag but since Andraste herself has chosen you as her Herald... all they can really do is follow and listen. Luckily, you've made a lot of friends among the more dishonorable nobles. If these people want to survive these rifts and demons they will bend the knee to you; feed you and suck your dick when you ask them to. This is why you sit upon the Blowjob Throne... an ancient relic known only to you and a few "lost" books you've stolen from the deepest recesses of the Circle libraries. Once you've sat upon it, the women in your service will 'kneel'... whether they want to or not. It was a quite a steal considering the price! The merchant who sold it never really knew what he had. Anyway, you've unlocked the thrones potential and it's power belongs to you.

You sit upon your throne, legs splayed and cock already out and throbbing. You wear a simple formal robe as a top and really nothing else as you dine on chicken and grapes. Below you is the witch, Morrigan, your advisor and fluffer when you're not being serviced. True, she is powerful... but you've drank from the 'Well of Sorrow' and now hold even greater power over her. The moment she realized you had betrayed her was pretty sweet as you slapped a collar around her neck and magically bound her to your service. She still gives you advice now and then, but lately her mouth is simply full of your slobbered on cock.

Anyway, as Morrigan services you, it was time to do your job!... Err... all while sitting down of course.

((Please add to my story! I can not keep adding to it by myself.))