He answers.

"I'm...ohh..uhh...with one of the...oh gods...crew." The Akkadian thought back with difficulty concentrating due to Barbra's hard pounding of his cunt.

"I see." The Sorceress's voice sounded amused. "I don't need to ask what you are doing, that's self evident. So which lusty pirate is having his way with you then?"

"Barba...ooooh...rossa." The Akkadian answered, forgetting in his disorientated state that he was using the pirate wench's old male name.

"There was a lengthy pause before the with replied again. The assassin could feel his body being swiftly swept upward towards another climax. The distraction of attempting a mental conversation as he was being fucked mercilessly was not helping his self control.

"I see by your use of that name that you must have been talking to the slut as well as...What exactly is she doing to you anyway?" The witch sounded more exasperated than genuinely annoyed.

"She...umm...oh yes...has be bent over a bunk...YES!...and is fucking me from....oh...oh...oh...behind." The Akkadian managed to think back.

"She is?" His mistress sounded mildly surprised at that. "How exactly is the slut managing to do that?"

"A pearl...oh gods...so close...phallus...so...so...close...from Stygia." The Akkadian knew he could not delay his impending orgasm much longer.

"I see." The Sorceress laughed. "We will need to talk, but later, you are obviously preoccupied at the moment."

The Akkadian was grateful when the Sorceress's voice vanished from his head. Another few moments and she would have been hearing him in the midst of orgasm. Barbra was at last showing signs of her physical exertions, panting heavily each time she thrust into the Akkadian with the pearl phallus. Still she kept up the pace and ferocity of her fucking just long enough to bring the Akkadian to completion once more.

Dazed and exhausted, the Akkadian cried out loudly as he came his vision swimming black as his mind spiralled in the throes of intense pleasure. He felt the pearly cock withdraw from him and Barbra's hands upon his body, turning him over onto his back like a limp doll. The pirate thrust back inside him, this time fucking him slowly as she waited for him to pull his senses together and open his eyes.

"That's two Minaja." Barbra gasped heavily. "And one for myself. I think we can both manage one more before I am done in."

This time Barbra's fucking was slow and methodical. The Akkadian, now facing the pirate could see she was tiring. Sweat dripped from her and onto his flesh, lubricating the two female bodies as they slid over one another. Summoning some reserve of energy the assassin wrapped his legs around Barbra's waist, locking his slim ankles behind her.

"Fuck me Barbra." The Akkadian urged the redhead. "Fuck this sweet little slut and come with me."

Both the transformed women's arousal steadily rose as Barbra maintained her pace. This more leisurely lovemaking and his new position gave the Akkadian time to gather his wits and study Barbra's face as she used him. She was clearly enjoying the act immensely, a wide smile was upon her full lips and her pale blue eyes shone with excitement. The Akkadian urged the pirate on, using his legs to assist her thrusting hips. He could feel her body beginning to tremble and her breathing was ragged.

"OOOOOH YESSS". Barbra threw back her head and cried out.

The Akkadian was but a second or two behind the pirate, the throes of her quaking body enough to trigger his orgasm. Both women shook and their bodies ground together, sharing each other's moment of bliss and sexual release.