The Akkadian is trapped.

The Akkadian made to spring back up from the bed and attempt to flee, but Trimon moved with surprising speed for his size. The assassin found his path blocked by the unmovable mass of the barbarian warlords body. He struck out with both fists at the man's belly, meaning to wind him. The combination of Trimon's muscles and his own weakness thwarted this attack and his small fists punched the solid six pack without any effect. Desperately his fingers curled like claws and he reached up to scratch at Trimon's face. The warlord easily grasped his slender wrists and held his long nails clear of his face.

"So that's how you would like it tonight Minaja?" Trimon chuckled, completely unconcerned by the assassin's furious but futile ****. "Taken hard, biting and scratching it is then."

The Akkadian tried to bring up his feet to kick the man in the groin now that his hands were firmly held, but the warlord pushed him back onto the bed and and moved in between his flailing legs and **** the Akkadian's thighs wide. Pinning the desperately squirming body with his superior bulk Trimon pushed the assassin's wrists above his head and together so that he could grip both with just one hand. Once one was freed up, it roved over the assassin's body, mauling the firm bouncing breasts and cruelly twisting the thick dark nipples.

"Nooo, don't. You can't." The Akkadian begged. "You musn't, I'm NOT..."

The pinned killer bit his lips hissing in frustration. He had come close to revealing his true nature in his panic. He clamped his mouth shut, knowing that if Trimon knew his true identity he would surely be killed. He felt the warlord's hand move down and press between his thighs. Attempting to press them together proved in vain with the barbarian's body between them.

"Oh my gods no." The assassin howled as thick hard fingers found the wet slit of his sex and pushed up hard inside of him. "Oh please no, not that."

"Ha, you sly little wildcat." The Warlord gloated. "Your cunt is wet and slack with desire. No doubt you were thinking of my cock as you made your way here."

The Akkadian twisted and writhed with all the strength he could muster, but his frantic movements only seemed to excite the warlord more. His strength was pitiful and at no point did he come close to freeing himself from the man's grasp. He felt the finger's withdraw from his body, but any relief he might have felt vanished when he realised the warlord was shifting his hand to grip his now rock hard cock.

"Have you missed my huge cock Minaja?" The warlord demanded, as he pushed forward his hips to part the assassin's thighs wider still. "Though I'm sure you have had many inside you during my abscence, did any match the length and girth of my own."

Something hot and rounded batted up against the slick dark lips of the Akkadian's virgin cunt. He closed his eyes tightly, knowing the object to be the tip of a abnormally large cock. He moaned long and hard in terror at what was about to happen.

"Listen to yourself moaning in heat Minaja." The warlord chuckled. "Such a slut I have rarely had the pleasure to fuck."