Fingerfuck to climax.

The assassin let out a long low moan of despair at the realisation that his new body had betrayed him to become so aroused in such a submissive and humiliating situation. To Trimon the throaty mewling was simply vocal proof of his favourite slut's sexual heat. The warlord thrust his hand between Akkadian's womanly thighs before the assassin realised his attention and could clench his legs together to prevent this. Once more the transformed warrior writhed, this time **** to dislodge the strong thick fingers that pressed against his slick labia. His wriggling was to no avail and he felt rough fingers frig his slick lips with vigour and ****. Already sexually aroused the rough frotting of his sex made him gasp and moan, this time not from despair but from the rapidly escalating arousal.

"Oh gods please." The Akkadian gasped, almost breathless in his acute sexually heightened condition.

"Begging for release little whore?" Trimon gloated as his strong fingers massaged the dripping slit. "Very well, you have my permission slut."

As her spoke the warlord thrust his hand further between the assassin's smooth thighs and his fingertips found their mark on the fleshy hood covering his clitoris. The Akkadian had never felt such an overwhelming rush of sensation as the nubbin beneath the thin hood was frigged fiercely. He wailed in anguish as he felt heat spread through his loins as the rough touch excited his traitorous female sex. His wail softened to loud panting and moans as the dam of resistance was breached and the Akkadian climaxed. He felt juice spray from his dark stained cunny and his vision darkened and mind blanked in the powerful flood of sexual completion. His thrashing became less frantic and his muscles relaxed spreading his legs involuntarily as he orgasmed and squirted in Trimon's undignified grip. The energy seemed to drain from his body as the peak subsided.

"Ha, a fine slut you are to be sure." The warlord laughed.

In the listless drained state that followed the climax the assassin only protested with a gasp as Trimon plunged three fingers deep into his soaking wet quim. With deliberate leisure the warrior pumped his fingers in and then out of the sodden velveteen sheath of the assassin's vagina. His hard knuckles roughly excited the soft flesh as they thrust, raising the Akkadian's stimulation and keeping him close to the peak of arousal despite having climaxed so recently. He found it almost impossible to focus, knowing he should wish Trimon to cease but guiltily wishing to achieve another peak and the near swooning high of emotional release.

The warlord was unhurried in his fingerfucking of the assassin. No stranger to the heat and pleasure of women he knew that he could keep the slut at a high state of arousal with just a slow but steady fingerfucking until he was ready to drive her to orgasm once more by quickening his delving thrusts.

The Akkadian's head swam with the skillfully induced lust. His writhing body no longer seeking to break free, but merely responding to the heat in his wet cunt and the soporific haze brought by the fingers plunging inside him. Trimon allowed the assassin to wallow in this ecstatic haze for many long minutes, delighted by the moans and the wriggling hot body upon his lap. Only when the warlord chose would he increase the speed of his thrusting fingers. As his pace increased so did the moans and whines of the assassin, swiftly driven towards yet another peak.

"Again slut, let me hear you whimper." Trimon commanded

Unable to resist the heat of his body the Akkadian responded just as he was ordered. Whimpering and mewling with lust as Trimon's fingers furiously plunged in and out of his cunt his body trembled and shook as he climaxed yet again.