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Chapter 19

Who will replace Morrigan as your personal cock-sleeve?

Dagna

The heavy oak doors of your chambers groaned shut behind Morrigan, leaving you alone in the dimly lit room. The cold stone walls seemed to close in, the flickering light of the hearth casting long shadows across the throne where you sat. Your cock throbbed insistently, demanding attention. You leaned back, one hand lazily stroking yourself, your mind already racing to find a replacement for the witch. You needed someone eager, someone submissive, someone who wouldn’t dare question your authority.

A knock at the door broke the silence. “Enter,” you commanded, your voice low and firm. The door creaked open, and there she stood—Dagna, the dwarf tinkerer. Her golden hair was tied back in a loose braid, strands falling into her wide, curious eyes. She clutched a scroll in one hand, her other nervously fidgeting with the hem of her tunic.

“Inquisitor,” she began, her voice trembling slightly, “I’ve finished the report on the lyrium-infused gears. I thought you might want to review it before-” She stopped mid-sentence as her eyes fell to your lap, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson.

You smirked, leaning forward slightly, your hand still lazily stroking your cock. “Ah, Dagna. Perfect timing. I have a… different task for you.” You gestured for her to come closer, your tone leaving no room for argument.

She hesitated, her small frame trembling as she took a tentative step forward. “I… I don’t understand, Inquisitor.” Her voice was barely a whisper, her eyes darting between your face and your cock.

You reached out, grasping her chin firmly and tilting her head up to meet your gaze. “You will,” you said, your voice dripping with authority. “Kneel.”

Her breath hitched, but she obeyed, sinking to her knees before you. Her hands clutched the scroll tightly, her knuckles white. “Inquisitor, I… I’ve never…” She trailed off, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

You chuckled, releasing her chin and leaning back in your throne once more. “There’s a first time for everything, isn’t there?” You spread your legs slightly, giving her a clear view of what you expected her to do. “Take it.”

Her hands trembled as she set the scroll aside, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and curiosity. She hesitated for a moment, then reached out, her small fingers wrapping around the base of your cock. She gasped softly, her touch tentative but firm.

“Good girl,” you purred, your voice laced with approval. “Now, show me what that clever mouth of yours can do.”

Her breath quickened, her chest rising and falling as she leaned in closer. Her lips parted, and she hesitated for a moment before pressing them to the tip of your cock. She let out a soft whimper as she tasted the pre-cum that had gathered there, her tongue darting out to lick it away.

“That’s it, Dagna,” you encouraged, your hand tangling in her hair. “Take it deeper.”

She obeyed, her mouth enclosing more of your cock as she sank down further. Her tongue swirled around the shaft, her lips tight as she began to suck. Her inexperience was evident, but her eagerness more than made up for it.

You groaned softly, your fingers tightening in her hair as you guided her head further down. She gagged slightly, her throat constricting around the tip of your cock, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she pushed herself further, her hands gripping your thighs for support.

“Good fucking girl,” you growled, your voice low and husky. “You’re doing so well. Take it all.”

Her eyes watered as she struggled to take more of you, her throat stretching to accommodate your girth. She gagged again, a choked moan escaping her lips as she pulled back slightly, only to dive back down again. Her rhythm was clumsy but determined, her hands kneading your thighs as she worked to please you.

The sight of her, so small and submissive, kneeling before you and **** on your cock, sent a surge of arousal through you. You tightened your grip on her hair, guiding her head up and down with more ****. “That’s it, Dagna. Suck me like the good little slut you are.”

She whimpered, the sound muffled by your cock as she obeyed, her pace quickening. Her hands moved from your thighs to your hips, clutching at you as she worked to take more of you into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the shaft, her lips tight as she sucked, her gagging only spurring you on further.

“You’re doing so well,” you praised, your voice thick with desire. “Almost there, Dagna. Take it all.”

She moaned around your cock, her throat constricting as she took you deeper, her hands gripping your hips tightly. Her eyes fluttered shut, tears streaming down her cheeks as she choked on you, her body trembling with the effort.

You groaned, your hips jerking slightly as you felt yourself nearing the edge. “That’s it, Dagna. Swallow it all. Take every last drop.”

She gagged again, her throat tightening around you as you finally came, your seed spilling down her throat. She swallowed eagerly, her mouth working to milk every last drop from you as you held her head in place.

When you finally released her, she gasped for air, her chest heaving as she slumped back on her heels. Her lips were swollen, her face flushed, and her eyes wide with a mix of shock and satisfaction.

You smirked down at her, a satisfied grin spreading across your face. “Well done, Dagna. It seems you’ve found a new talent.” You reached down, tilting her chin up to meet your gaze. “I think you’ll make an excellent addition to my personal service.”

She blinked up at you, her breath still coming in short gasps. “Y-yes, Inquisitor,” she stammered, her voice hoarse. “I… I’ll do whatever you ask of me.”

You chuckled, releasing her chin and leaning back in your throne once more. “Good girl. Now, clean me up. We’re just getting started.”

Her eyes widened, but she obeyed without hesitation, her small hands reaching out to gently wipe away the remnants of your release. Her tongue darted out once more, licking away every last trace as she glanced up at you with a mix of awe and submission.

You smirked, your cock already twitching with renewed interest. “That’s it, Dagna. Keep going.” You reached down, tangling your fingers in her hair once more as she leaned in, her lips wrapping around your cock as she began to suck once again

What does Dagna do next?

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