A night at the opera

You wander around the palace, seeing the effects of your magic take place. Daring couples are beginning to have public sex, most of the people walking around in some state of undress, and you finally stumble upon your lovely ambassador, Josephine. She is fielding questions from a few pantless orlesian diplomats, scribbling notes in her clipboard while they tease her big, perky tits.

"Yes, minister, we will contact you at our..... ah, Inquisitor."

Your presence seems to scare the nobles, they quickly bow before scampering away. The busty Antivan turns to you, breathing a sigh of relieve before before she places a tender kiss on top of your dick, the customary greeting for any woman meeting you.

"It's good to see you, Inquisitor. I've been handling orlesian diplomats all afternoon."

"Are they giving you any trouble?"

"Not at all, which is quite alarming. It means that they are saving it all for later."

"Or..." You slap the side of her tits, making them jiggle hypnotically "They are just distracted by your fantastic tits."

She blushes, and you wonder how someone that choked on your cock in front of the crowds gathered in Skyhold countless times, not to mention all of the other methods of debauchery you've put her through, can still feel embarrassed.

"That is also a possibility. Please, walk with me. I want some fresh air before the council becomes inescapable."

You nod and follow along, mostly because you enjoy watching her bubble butt move in the silk gown she was wearing.

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After a few minutes of walking and idle chat, you come to an abrupt halt near a fountain and a few scattered benches. The diplomat turns to you, huffing with annoyance.

"The winter palace has been most accomodating, but... no! Not more talk of work, this meeting is to spend some time with you on a more relaxed fashion."

"What? Did you schedule that?" You tease the beautiful woman. "4pm to 5pm, make small talk with the Inquisitor while riding his dick?"

"Well, sort of. I mean, work never stops so we hardly have time to relax."

That's not exactly true for you, given that hardly an hour goes by where you don't nut in or on a beautiful woman. Still, you nod and play along.

"How about time for sucking my dick?" You ask, teasing her. "Can you find time for that?"

"Always, Inquisitor."

The self assured way in which she speaks surprises you, all of the years together she seemed incapable of talking confidently about her sexual prowess, but being immersed in the game must bring out that side of her.

"So get on it." You take a seat, opening you legs so that your diplomat can get in between them. She begins by licking the underside of your shaft thoroughly before she takes the tip of your cock in her mouth, using her luscious lips to create a tight seal as she bobs her head up and down your manhood, working it with a enthusiastic tongue. After she coated the entirety of it in saliva, the antivan slides your dick out of her mouth, slowly, looking at you the entire time, a show of submission that thrills you.

With a loud pop, your dick exits her mouth, but before you can complain she wraps your cock with her heaving bosom, sliding it up and down. "Inquisitor, there is something I would like to ask you. There is an entertainment tonight that I may be able to procure a pair of invitations. Would you like to join me?"

Reaching down, you pull the pasties that covered her chocolate nipples, exposing the peak of her teat, and apply some of your magic, making her breasts extremely sensitive and the titfuck more enjoyable for both, because you love hearing women moan your name.

"Of course, my dear ambassador. I would love to join you for the night."

"Oh, wonderful!" She squeezes her breasts harder, drawing a moan from both of you. "I promise you will enjoy yourself, Inquisitor."

"That, I will." Your cross your arms behind your head, enjoying her ministrations. "One way or the other."

Josephine doesn't miss a beat and speeds up her titjob, grinding her pillowy bosom against your shaft. Her face flushes with desire and her breath becomes ragged as she nears her peak.

"Oh, Inquisitor, I'm going to cum.... oh Maker.... I'm .... I'M CUMMING!!!"

"I'm cumming too... take my seed, Josephine!" You push her back and aim the tip of your cock at her cleavage, painting her with your massive load. Her chest is covered in semen and spit, and your ambassador is dazed from her orgasm, panting hard as her body shudders in the afterglow. Standing up, you cockslap her a couple of times and clean your dick in her pristine black hair.

"I will see you later, then. Find me after dinner so we can arrange a carriage."

"Ungh... I will, Inquisitor. And thank you."

"You're welcome." You take a deep, contented sigh, and notice that a group of nobles had gathered, stroking their cocks. "By the way, don't bother getting up, there is a queue forming."

You leave Josephine to her duties and go off to find some food, occasionally stealing a glance back to see the Antivan beauty covered in more and more semen as the nobles treat her to a bukkake.

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"Inquisitor, shall we?"

As soon as you leave your quarters on the Winter Palace you meet Josephine, who is already waiting for you. She looks absolutely stunning, having ditched the gown for high heels, golden garterbelts and stockings that accentuate her perfect brown skin and a minuscule g-string that barely covers her sex. She wears nothing to cover her magnificent breasts and the ensemble is finished by gold jewelry and a touch of make-up. Meanwhile, you are wearing just a simple robe to protect you from the chill of the night and an raging erection.

"Let's go."

You offer your arm to her, which she gladly takes, before you enter the carriage. You sit first, and tap your thigh so that the diplomat sits on your lap, dick resting confortably between her thick thighs. There will be plenty of time for fucking later, for now you enjoy the heat and wetness that seeps through her panties and the scenes from town as you stroll by. Your powers, now fully rooted in the city, have created a true free use society, man and women alike reveling in each other's bodies. Noblewomen that stroll through the streets are bent over and fucked by servants before continuing on as if nothing happened, cum staining their clothes and masks. Women pick young studs and **** on their cocks before resuming their tasks. This your dream, the dream that the fools of the council try to curb, but you will show that they are powerless to stop you.

"We have arrived, Inquisitor."

Leaving the carriage, an imponent theater stands before you. Droves of noble in varied states of undress filter into the building. By your side, Josephine looks ecstatic, taking in the view with wide, glowing eyes. Laying a hand on her shoulder, a slight push makes her kneel before your cock.

"Hold, Josephine. We need to finish your make-up before we take our seats"

"Of course, Inqui... GLACK!.... GLUCK!...."

Gripping the sides of her head, you guide her up and down your shaft as you give her a brutal throatfucking. To Josephine's credit, she never breaks eye contact with you, even as tears and mascara start streaming down her face, only grabbing your legs for support. Spit and precum slip the tight seal of her mouth, dripping down into her heaving tits as your hairy balls smack her chin. After a few good minutes of you let go of her head and spray your seed all over her face, decorating it with your seed.

"Ahh... Now you look good, my dear. Let's go."

"Cough!... Yes, Inquisitor."

Again you offer your arm to Josephine, who now has her beautiful features marked by spit, semen and the ruined mascara. A young elven servant leads you to the assigned seats in a private box, and when he mentions to touch your ambassador a glare from you scares him away. Tonight, she is only yours. Taking a seat, you watch as the curtains rise, curious to see just what "entertainment" she had decided for tonight.

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Opera. It's a goddamn opera. Half hour in, you can't take anymore. To your side, Josephine looks utterly enthralled by the awful music and stupid costumes. Scanning the crowd, you see that most look just as bored as you are, but are too polite to do anything. Well, screw that.

"Josephine, ride my dick."

"Inquisitor?"

"You heard me. Ride my dick now."

The ambassador only nods and position herself, sliding her panties to the side before climbing your lap and aligning your cock with her wet sex. She rides you, reverse cowgirl style, gripping the edge of the box for support. Roughly clawing at the Antivan's sensitive tits from behind you get lost in pleasure as her warm, wet cunt hugs your dick, and soon the music is replaced by her moans and the slapping sound of her juicy ass meeting your pelvis.

"That's right, you antivan whore, bounce on my dick." Clutching her thin waist, you **** her unto your dick harder, faster, drawing her orgasm ever closer, judging from the way her pussy convulses around your shaft. "Beg for my cum."

"Inquisitor... oohhh... please fill my slutty pussy with your seed.... please give it to me..... OH, YES, GIVE ME YOU CUM, INQUISITOR!!!"

You nut deep inside of her, filling her womb with your cum as she reaches her peak, body squirming and eyes rolling into her head. Her small, sweaty back feels great against your fat torso as she leans into you for rest, never letting go of your dick, and the two of you settle down to watch the rest of the concert, or what was left of it since your actions seemed to have unleashed all the pent-up desires of the people here and a massive orgy was taking place on the floor. Now this was entertainment you could enjoy!

Before the night is over, she milks your cock two more times and by the time you exit the hall your semen is dripping down her thighs, staining her stockings, and she has to hold onto your shoulder as you walk to the carriage, legs like jelly making her steps falter. You help her up, a true gentleman, before you sit in front of her and pull her head into your cock.

"Clean it thoroughly before we get back to the Winter Palace."

She takes to licking you dick and sucking your balls tenderly, and a light sleep takes you. Gently, Josephine wakes you when you reach the destination, your dick spotless, and you give her a last facial as a sign of appreciation.

"Thank you for the lovely evening, Inquisitor. I hope you enjoyied the little taste of orlesian culture we experieced tonight."

"I had fun, Josephine. Let's do it again."

"Of course, Inquisitor."

Josephine retires to her quarters after giving one last kiss on your dick, the completely fucked out woman barely able to walk after the brutal pounding she received. A deep breath of the clean night air clears your mind as you ponder the next step.