Not the slightest.

"So terrible a thing?" Naerwyn spits out with such venom that the assassin recoiled. "No, in truth it was intense pleasure I experianced."

"How could a whore who earns her coin upon her back understand my feelings towards men." Naerwyn demanded. "That their cocks can raise me to ecstasy I cannot deny. But that ecstasy is wrenched from my body like a prize for their own inflated egoes."

"In every way but one I am the equal of any man." The thief continued. "I can fight and steal as the best of them. My fingers and my tongue can bring as much pleasure to a wench as the most well endowed of warriors."

"With this woman's body I confess I even gain advantage." The auburn rogue admitted. "I can slip unsuspected or seduce my way where the mightiest of men could never gain access by his strength. Yet no matter how great my skill I will still be regarded first as a prize to be tamed and conquered, indeed the greater I prove myself the greater the need in men will be to lay me upon my back and plunder my cunt until I scream with desire."

Naerwyn looked at the assassin, her eyes reddening and her face flushed. The assassin knew her words to be true, his own thoughts had run just as she said. He still wanted his body returned and to feel the grip of Naerwyn's cunt around cock. That the very act of driving her to intense womanly pleasure would earn her enmity rather than her companionship still would not have halted him. He turned his face away lest the lust she provoked in him with her fiery spirit be read.

"As you say Naerwyn, I do not understand such a thing." The assassin replied. "It is a woman's lot to open her legs and be ploughed by a man's cock. If such a thing gives you pleasure as you say, why care what the man believes. The pleasure itself should still be enjoyed,"

"Spoken like a true whore." Naerwyn said although her voice had softened. "Perhaps that works for you Minaja and if a cock claiming your cunt gives you release without shaming you then perhaps you are the strong one rather than I."

"Enough of these things." The thief declared. "With a partner such as yourself I need fear no ulterior motive in your friendship or embrace. If we feel desire for one another as I believe we do then I need not fear that you seek to master me and prove my sex inferior. I must recover that which I came for."

The thief began a thorough search of the bedchamber, rifling drawers and chests quickly and efficiently. At length she gave a triumphant shout and turned clutching a small box made from dark ebony and inset with patterns of ivory and mother of pearl.

"That which I seek should be enclosed within." She declared. "The container was described just so."

The thief rattled the box next to her ear and the sound of an object within the box could be heard.

"Quickly Minaja, find something that I could use as a lockpick." The rogue asked excitedly. "A brooch pin or other small metal tool perhaps, this lock seems simple enough and I'd rather not break open the casket."