Into the harem.

The warlord placed his fingers under the Akkadian's chin and lifted his head. The assassin blinked away the hot tears from his eyes to stare up at the massive warrior.

"A most fitting look for a woman, don't you think Rezma?" Trimon commented, smiling as he glanced slyly at his harem mistress. "Naked, on her knees and leashed."

The Shemite warrioress returned the warlord's look without flinching. "As you say Trimon, it is the lot of most women to be of most worth on their knees or their backs."

The warlord chuckled at Rezma's reply. "Take her to the harem. I will expect her to be less troublesome when next I have need of her. The same can be said of the other sluts in your charge. I have arranged a gathering of potential allies, they will require entertainment and willing cunt to soften their mood."

"The sluts will be tamed and compliant I assure you." Rezma promised the warlord.

Trimon turned away without another word and the Akkadian felt the sharp tug at his neck as Rezma gripped the slavechain and yanked upon it to signal him to his feet. The assassin rose as commanded and allowed himself to be led from Trimon's bedchamber. The Shemite slavemistress led him through the warlord's hold and up a series of stairs to the highest floor of the building. It occurred to the assassin that this, rather than an underground dungeon would be the most secure locale for securing slaves. Any attempting an escape or rescue would need to either pass through Trimon's entire hold or scale several floors in full view of those on sentry.

"From this moment you will address me as Mistress." Rezma instructed the assassin. "As you heard Trimon has given me authority to punish and have no doubt I can devise many torments that will not leave a mark upon that silken flesh if I so choose. You understand me slut?"

"Yes...Mistress." The Akkadian acknowledged, his pride bruising at accepting a woman's control.

"Good girl." Rezma sniggered. "It must rankle that a woman sellsword is your Mistress. You perfumed whores always looked down your noses at me, even if I had the coin to buy your services."

This did not surprise the Akkadian. The whores of the guild had a high opinion of themselves and a condescending attitude to warriors of either sex unless they were flush with gold. His thoughts on this matter were ended when they reached a set of large double doors of iron. Two massive guards stood outside, eunuchs the assassin surmised from their fleshy bulk, shaven heads and lack of interest in his naked form. Rezma drew a great iron key from her belt and unlocked the doors, leading the Akkadian inside.

The Akkadian looked around his new home. The harem seemed to take up most of the topmost floor of the hold, though he knew the roof above had archers stationed upon it. His gaze went first to the windows, the only exit apparent bar the iron doors through which they had entered. They were of course barred, in a decorative lattice fashion which despite their ornate appearance would allow nothing thicker than an arm to pass through. The walls of the harem were gaily painted with frescoes of naked women performing every lewd act the assassin had ever imagined and many he had never dreamed of. Pillows, furs and down stuffed mattresses covered most of the floor. Numerous alcoves recessed off the main chamber curtained by transparent silks. Around a dozen women, nude except for jewellery and wisps of silk lounged on either the floor of the chamber or in the alcoves. Every region of Hyboria seemed to be represented in the harem, from Khitai in the far east to Pictish north and south to the jungle lands of Zembabwei.

"Kneel slut." Rezma commanded, jerking upon the Akkadian's leash.

The assassin hesitated for a moment, then realising defiance at this time would not serve him he dropped to his knees on the soft furs. Rezma turned to face him, stepping close and grasped the hem of her leather and bronze plated tunic. The harem mistress lifted her tunic revealing she wore nothing beneath. A thickly bushed pudenda was thrust forward, the black curly maidenhair almost concealing the dark lips of the Shemite's cunt. Whores and slaves were almost always shaved bare and a glance around at the women of the harem confirmed that Rezma alone was the only woman in the room whose cunt was not shaven smoothly bald.

"Lick your Mistress slut." Rezma commanded fiercely.