More embaressment for the Akkadian.

"Hmmm, so my enemy still lives." The Sorceress said thoughtfully. "I will need to come up with another plan to deal with Trimon. At least you enjoyed yourself Minaja, even if it was at my expense."

"Enjoyed myself!" The Akkadian blurted out in outrage.

"Indeed it seems, the way you tell it." The Sorceress said calmly with a mocking smile. "Whilst you were being fucked to orgasm by that huge cocked brute were you not moaning and crying out in ecstasy?"

The Akkadian hung his head in shame his face burning with embaressment. The Sorceress had judged him correctly and he could hear his own orgasmic cries of the night before echoing in his memory.

"Yes Mistress, I was." The assassin conceded. "But that was scarcely my choice. My body responds to sexual arousal beyond my control."

"Sweet little slut that you are Minaja." The Sorceress laughed.

The witch leaned forward and without warning thrust her hand up between the Akkadian's thighs, brushing aside the scant protection of his breechcloth. A slim finger entered his sex without pause and twirled in his wet hot gash.

"Why you are dripping wet just from the memory of Trimon's cock inside you Minaja." The Sorceress exclaimed in mock surprise.

The Akkadian was certain that his excitement was due to the proximity of three near naked women and the effect of the witch's musk. Being touched so suddenly and intimately dashed the words of denial from his lips however and only a low lusty moan was his response.

"Ha ha, condemned from your own lips little slut." The Sorceress chided playfully. "Unfortunately Trimon's big cock is unavailable at the moment. I could summon some of my Orcish guards if your cunt is that needy."

"Please no Mistress." The Akkadian begged knowing that his body would betray him once more as soon as an Orc's cock was inside him.

"No? Then in that case I will put that sweet mouth to better use than retelling how well you were fucked by Trimon." The Sorceress declared.

The witch parted her long slim legs and pushed her crotch forward to the edge of her chair. Her pussy was smoothly hairless like the Akkadian's, but in contrast to his dark painted mons and pussylips her mound and lips were pale and pink like a split peach.

"Use your tongue and mouth to give me satisfaction Minaja." The Sorceress demanded.