A magical artifact.

"Better to show you." Barbra told the Akkadian, grinning.

From beneath the bunk she pulled a small sea chest and opened it up. She rummaged through the contents for a moment and her hand emerged holding a black velvet pouch. She tipped the contents of this pouch onto her bunk. The Akkadian stared nonplussed at the contents, still none the wiser about the pirate's intentions.

"This is magic?" The assassin asked doubtfully.

On the bunk was a large pile of tiny pearls, a small stoppered bottle and a scrap of folded paper. Barbra unstoppered the bottle and carefully allowed a couple of drops to fall upon the pearls. She picked up the scrap of paper, unfolded it and read out a phrase in some alien tongue.

"Watch." Barbra urged the Akkadian.

The pearls began to move, rolling together and forming a larger solid mass. The shape wavered as the pearls each seemed to find their rightful position in the object being formed. They shifted into a long sausage like shape and merged together and finer detail appeared. The completed whole resembled a pair of large curved phalluses joined at their base.

"I have heard of such items before." The Akkadian said scornfully. "Women locked in harems or widows use them. You could carve such a device from wood or ivory without use of sorcery."

"True enough, crude carvings of a manhood exist." Barbra admitted. "But this magical device gives you the sensation of a living cock. I purchased it from a trader of Stygia. He claimed it was magically constructed by court wizards for the harem of King Mithras the great. Insert one end into yourself and see."

The assassin looked dubiously at the double ended cock that glimmered like the pearls it had formed from. He first suspected that Barbra was playing him for a fool and meant to humiliate him. Her eager expression made him uncertain though, so he reached for the arcane device tentatively and felt how thick and solid it felt in his small hands.

"Go on Minaja, shove one end up into your cunt." The pirate pressured him.

The Akkadian stood and flicked aside his breechcloth and squatted slightly. The false cock's end was rounded and it's surface as smooth as glass and rubbing it along his dark henna'ed pussylips parted his sex. He pushed the blunt tip up into his gash, feeding the shaft slowly into his moist sheath until half the length was inside him.

"Wait! I can feel something strange." The Akkadian gasped.

As more of the pearlescent rod slipped inside him the Akkadian felt his hand gripping the pearly cock. He stroked the curved shaft and started in surprise as he felt his fingers brushing along it. He wrapped his tiny fist around the shaft and imitated the action of a man wanking on the rod and the sensation felt almost the same as if it was his own flesh.

When the Akkadian looked back to Barbra Rosa, the redhead was already peeling her tight britches over her rounded ass and down her long slim legs. The pirate kicked away her tight pants and stood before the Akkadian brazenly. Her flaming red pussy hair was as wild and tousled as that of her head, tightly curled and thick. Still the Akkadian could see prominant ruddy pussylips gaping in that thick bush.

"You want to feel a cock inside a woman Minaja?" Barbra asked. "Then go ahead and feel it, but you must be prepared to receive as much from me when you are done."