Good Old Fashioned Slut Off!

"As fun as that sounds, Buddy our 'Uninvited Guest' probably needs some Charger hospitality." He said pulling his breeches up. "A pleasure as always Seeker." He quipped giving the Seeker a slap on the behind as she stood up and positioned herself before you alongside Morrigan.

"Up for some sport ladies?" You ask the two women as Bull takes his leave.
"Sport?" Morrigan scoffed "from the glorified church mouse? Hardly a challenge."

Cassandra turned up her lip at the chained witch and her barb.

"I imagine if I spent my teenage years in a swamp, spreading my legs for every Bandit dick that came nearby I'd feel pretty cocky too." Cassandra shot back in her sexy accent. Scowling, Morrigan reached down to her perky tits and began to knead them, flashing you her most sultry grin.
"So what are the rules for this contest...Master." The apostate beauty says practically purring that last word, knowing it will get your blood up.

"Simple my little Witch Bitch. You two take it in turns to show me who's the best little cocksucker and the winner gets to take my load as well as an extra special prize." You say grinning that you have piqued her interest.

"Tis hardly a fair contest. My master, we both know I'm your favorite. Why else would you start every morning with my hot, wet tongue slithering down your giant pole?"

You're about to respond when a metallic clang fills the hall. You turn in surprise just in time to see Cassandra dropping her chest plate to the floor revealing her tanned, bare skin. The dark nipples crowning her perky tear drop shaped breasts stiffening in the chilly mountain air.

"I pledge myself to you my Herald. Use me as a vessel for all your frustrations and then grace me with your Divine seed." She said thrusting her chest forward with an uncharacteristic grin

"...Either that or just use me as your personal fuck toy and cum dump" She said surprising both you and Morrigan at the sudden change of Character.

You lean back in your throne, your spent cock already twitching in anticipation.

Decisions, decisions...