Barbra Rosa.

For a moment nobody moved or spoke, surprised by the sudden appearence of a third party. Then the Akkadian felt the blade against his neck slowly withdraw. Turning his head he saw tight breeches and shapely feminine legs that he recognised instantly.

"I'll ask again. What's going on here?" Barbra Rosa demanded.

"This fucking whore took our gold then attacked us." The pirate behind the Akkadian complained angrily.

"Bitch stabbed me in the foot." The second pirate moaned holding his injured foot as he sat on the deck.

The third of the drunken rapists groaned loudly, still curled on the floor clutching at his injured testicles. Barbra raised an eyebrow and snorted derisively. She reached out a hand to the Akkadian and helped him to his feet. To his shame the assassin moved behind the Sea Witch's first mate as if the woman was a protective shield.

"What, this little slut assaulted the three of you?" Barbra laughed. "Are you men or a pack of mice to be bested by a mere girl."

"I had the matter in hand." The first of the pirates insisted.

"So I saw." The redhead sneered. "You were about to cut the throat of one of the witch's servants when I stopped you. How do you think she would have dealt with that?"

The man looked suddenly panicked, realising just how grave a mistake he had almost made in his drunken lust. His knife slid back into it's sheath and he shoved his cock back inside his britches. He still scowled with hate at the Akkadian as he peered around Barbra Rosa's shoulder.

"If the three of you feel so frisky and relish forcing a woman, perhaps you would like to take me on instead?" The first mate dared the men, her hand resting on the hilt of her sheathed cutlass. "If you can take me down and still have your cocks attached to your bodies I'll lay gold on being just as good a fuck as this slut here."

For a few seconds it appeared that the first pirate was considering the offer. He looked to his two companions and soon realised they were unlikely to be of much help in such an attempt. He seemed to sag as the fight left him and he shook his head.

"Right choice." Barbra said contemptuously and turned to the Akkadian. "You slut, return their gold if you do not want their custom."

The Akkadian tossed the gold piece onto the deck and the pirate snatched it up with a growl. The able bodied sailor assisted his injured partners to their feet and all three hobbled and limped away. Barbra Rosa watched them until they rounded a corner in the galleyway and were out of sight. The Sea Witch's first officer then turned her total attention to the Akkadian.

"Thank you Miss Rosa." The Akkadian said to the buxom redhead. "I swear I accepted no gold in payment, the coin was pressed into my hand without any agreement."

"I do not doubt that at all." Barbra replied. "Every last man in the crew is a **** and a slaver. They should have more sense than to **** one of the Sorceress's slaves though."

"I am no ****." The Akkadian said hotly, despite the witch's collar about his neck.

"Well you're certainly no whore either." Barbra responded, studying the Akkadian's face curiously. "I bedded the whore Minaja the night before the witch left port and a few times before that. She never called me Miss Rosa once and she wouldn't be in service to that witch either."