The assassin is fucked.

The Akkadian felt Trimon's body push against his own and he desperately tried to avert what was the logical outcome. His slight body, trapped beneath the solid muscular form of the warlord could do little but writhe helplessly as the hot, hard flesh of the warlords cock stabbed against his womanly sex and **** his damp lips open. He attempted to clench the unfamiliar muscles in his loins to deny the barbarian access, but with inexorable slowness he felt his cunt opened by the bulbous tip of the invasive cock.

"Oh my gods." The Akkadian moaned, as he felt the thick head slip between the slick outer lips and enter his body.

With deliberate and unbearable patience Trimon **** his great shaft inside the hot sheath of the Akkadian's cunt. The assassin screwed up his eyes tightly and groaned as he felt himself stretched and filled by the massive shaft of male flesh. Trimon paused when his cock was fully embedded within the assassin and his coarse pubic hair crushed up against the tender bald skin of the Akkadian's pudenda.

"Ahh yes." The warlord breathed happily. "Your cunt is as hot and tight as always Minaja. How I've missed it's eager embrace around my cock."

The warlord began to thrust slowly, the huge rod withdrawing half it's length before pushing home once more. The Akkadian's struggles had ceased as he lay shocked at what was happening to him. Though there was no real pain the enormity of the fact that he was being taken like a woman against his will rendered him uncapable of coherent thought. All he could think of was the sensation of the large hot cock sliding back and forth within his body. The fact that it's passage within him was greased by the juices his acquired body was producing appalled and humiliated him.

"That's right little one, I can feel your sweet cunt relax to take my cock." Trimon gloated. "And the juices of your slutty heat are flowing."

The warlord increased his pace steadily, thrusting himself with increased vigour into the Akkadian. Each time the cock was thrust home the Akkadian moaned with dismay, but his anguished sounds were taken as encouragement by the barbarian. He thrust harder still his hard thighs sliding across the soft smooth flesh of the Akkadian's widely parted legs.

The Akkadian's eyes suddenly opened wide with shock as he felt an unfamiliar pressure building in his crotch and he realised with horror that his whore's body was responding to the violation with arousal. The ultimate humiliation of being **** to experiance a woman's climax was unavoidable.

Trimon's cock continued to pound the assassin's sheath, the stamina and self control of the warlord ensuring that he was able to keep up the relentless fucking for as long as he desired. Sweat dripped from both the bodies, mingling and making their wet flesh slide freely over one another.

The pressure in the Akkadian's loins increased and he began to hiss and groan with each inward thrust unable to control or deny the sexual heat that was being stoked within him. His legs rose unconsciously and his ankles hooked together behind the warlord's back as he mewled with lust at his own violation. The pressure within him burst forth without warning and the Akkadian cried out as it felt like a dam had burst somewhere in his core and a torrent of pleasure was rushing through his assumed body.

"Yes, scream for me my little slut." Trimon encouraged. "Cry out loudly so I can hear for myself the joy my cock gives you."

The Akkadian indeed cried out as his first female orgasm suffused his new body. He shook and trembled as the ecstatic waves of pleasure broke over him and consumed every other thought and feeling. His mind swam, unable to comprehend any other notion as his ecstasy peaked.