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Chapter 41

You and Vivienne stroll arm-in-arm through the winding halls of the Winter Palace, the enchanter's slender arm looped delicately around your flabby one like a silk ribbon tied around a sweaty Bronto hock as you navigate the gilded labyrinth together. The contrast between you two...

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Chapter 32

You wander into your private tent, your massive prick leading the charge like a siege weapon breaching the gates of a conquered city as you burst through the heavy canvas flaps. The transition from the outside is stark and immediate; the smell of smoky campfire, cheap ale, and f...

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Chapter 33

The morning sun bleeds through the canvas of your tent, assaulting your sleep-crusted eyelids with its blinding light until you're pulled from your deep, snoring slumber. You let out a grunt, shifting your massive weight, the sheets beneath you still damp with sweat and scented o...

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Chapter 22

"One month in the stocks!" you render your judgment on Scout Harding after a dramatic pause. "Your scouting duties outside of Skyhold shall continue but all days off must now be spent as a public cum dump until your debt to the Inquisition has been paid in full. Is that understoo...

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Chapter 21

With Harding in tow, you lumber out of your chambers and begin the long trek towards the War Room for your meeting. You stroll the hallways of Skyhold, your cock swinging freely between your thighs as Harding trots faithfully beside you, her cheeks flushing red as she tries to i...

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Chapter 14

The heavy wooden doors of the Herald's Rest swing inward as you stride into the tavern, the cacophony of drunken revelry washing over you like a tidal wave on the Waking Sea. Skyhold's favorite fuck den is as lively as ever as soldiers spill drink and spunk in near equal measure,...

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Chapter 13

You settle into your Throne, a cruel smile spreading across your face as you contemplate your would-be assassin's fate. Meanwhile, your hand subconsciously moves from your stubbled chin down to your cock, idly stroking its length of it as you ponder the possibilities for the capt...

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Chapter 11

"Your Worship, there are prisoners awaiting your judgment." Josephine dutifully informs you, consulting her trusty ledger. To her credit, your ambassador always tried to maintain the illusion of a schedule even when your perverted distractions made keeping to a tightly-crafted i...