Salem in New Donk City

"mmph-!" By the time she got him onto the ground with this, he was already pitching quite the tent as he buried his face more into those cheeks.

"Mmngh..." this was really hot..

"Fufufu~ I'd say this is a proper position for a pervert like yourself." Cordella chuckled as she rocked her ass to and fro on Salem's face, rubbing in the domineering press of her booty with every second he spent as her chair. It hardly took any time at all for the noblewoman's astonishing ass to take the thief to the brink of surrender.

Salem: 1 Willpower, Fascinated

And her seat for the time being was happy to give in, worshipping her lovely cheeks as they rubbed and rocked against his face. "Mmnph..."

"Would you like to cum? To seal your position as my chair, pervert?" The Lady asked as she rested a dainty foot against Salem's bulge while rolling her hips onto his face, never once easing up the smothering pressure of her facesitting.

Salem: 0 Willpower, Fascinated

His cock twitched in response to the poke from her foot, a small muffled groan escaping as he continued groping and eating her out.

"I'll take that as a yes. Go ahead, make a mess." The Lady instructed as her foot began sliding up and down against his manhood, her toes, the ball of her foot, her smooth sole, and her heel all working on his cock while her hips shook back and forth.

"m-mmngh-!" Well...that did it, that pushed him over the edge. With a moan muffled under her fat ass, Salem came, all over her foot.

The noblewoman chuckled to herself and proceeded to put even more weight on Salem's face. She wouldn't let him be done after one climax. No, she'd use him as her chair until she was satisfied with his submission.

He ran his hands along her thighs and hips while continuing to worship her cheeks with his tongue, groaning faintly underneath her, muffled as it was...

"Ah, a lady can get used to this, just as perverts like you ought to get used to serving us." The Lady declared as she settled in for a nice, long facesitting session. She wasn't going to stop until his balls were drained and his thoughts were flattened under her ass.

And there was a lot to drain out, but not as many thoughts to flatten at this point...he was completely weak for her ass as of this moment.

Salem would serve as Cordella's chair for hours upon hours, it all becoming a blur for him until he was cast out of her home. His balls felt lighter, his head swam with fantasies of her hips, and both the scent and touch of her cheeks clung to his face. He was off to... a 'good start'.

Salem: 25 Willpower, Ass Addict

Once it was all over, he shook his head to try and refocus, finally starting to get back on track, simply looking around the city to see what there was to do...