It is a woman

Suddenly I hear Horus shout out a warning and I dropped to the ground just in time to avoid a spear that whizzed over my head. If I had been a fraction of a second slower I would have been dead. I was up instantly and moving towards the fur wrapped barbarian I saw Horus tackle the barbarian from behind and they were wrestling energetically when I arrived and pricked the fur cover back of the barbarian and said in my broken common, "Stop and live, continue and die."

The barbarian rolled off of Horus and onto his back. I looked at the dirty but smooth face and realize that we had captured a boy, a tall boy, but just a beardless boy. Then I received an even larger surprise when "he" spoke, it was a woman. "You bastard Romans, it takes two of you boy fuckers to handle one woman. My brother will kill you weak scum very soon."

I ignored her very interesting comments for the time being and told Horus to cover her close while I searched her. I moved my hands to her removing her furs so I could search them. She was naked underneath except for a small loincloth that covered her furry cunt, and I noticed that she had very large shapely breasts, the sight of which caused my cock to swell to partial hardness. I was not sure what about this dirty, foul mouthed barbarian girl that had excited me, but I was definitely feeling an urge. I found several other weapons and a piece of parchment in her furs. The parchment contained writing that looked to be one of the local languages that I was not familiar with, but someone in Tarraco could no doubt read it.

"What does this say?" I questioned the girl. I moved up close to her face and saw the hatred in her eyes.

"I will tell you boy fuckers nothing. You who are not even man enough to mount a woman are beneath contempt. You are weak and my people, led by my might brother will soon throw you off of our land and regain our rightful birthplace."

"I stood very close to her and said, "You should watch your mouth if you value your tongue I am very close to removing it from your foul mouth."

"You would not dare touch a princess of the Grashorst people. You are not man enough to touch me boy fucker."

I was angry now and though I had never struck a woman this was one of the times that I was very close. Instead I said through teeth clenched in rage, "You should watch your mouth woman. I am no lover of boys, and if you keep it up I will show you otherwise."

She looked at me with her haughty eyes and said slowly and deliberately, "You would not dare touch a princess you fucker of assholes.