You enjoy your throne

The transition was a seamless one. The bumbling oaf that called himself Inquisitor was not so different than you in the end. He let his power be known by expressing it freely. Though every woman before you that wasn't currently pleasing your cock was in stocks, none had protested in the slightest when you declared their bodies for free use for you loyal followers, in fact some even looked delighted.

That was because, as your spies informed you, your rival had been using them all as his play things while making the slightest efforts against you. As you blow a load into the faces of your personal cock worshippers you decided to take in the scenery, after all, the world is yours now, why not enjoy it. You rise from your throne and survey your winnings