He most certainly is.

The assassin gasped and moaned as his cunt was ruthlessly reamed by the warlord. The strong hand on his back **** his head low and his huge breasts were crushed beneath body into the soft bedding. The slide of his large and achingly hard nipples across the silk each time Trimon's thrusts drove him forward added to the shameful pleasure being **** upon his new body. He clawed at the silk sheets mindlessly, even biting the bedding in his lustful frenzy.

"By the gods Minaja." Trimon cried out. "I surely left your cunt unravaged for too long. You respond with greater slutty enthusiasm than ever before."

The Akkadian burned with shame at the words, even as he felt sexual release rapidly approaching. A stinging slap to his rounded backside from the barbarian's hard palm brought a piteous wail of indignation. Several further hard smacks to his buttocks followed in quick succession, each eliciting a cry of humiliation and pain. A red heat suffused his abused bottom and the warlord thrust harder still, his body slamming into the globes painfully.

With a long wail, the **** upon his nether cheeks drove the Akkadian over the crest of sexual excitement. He cried out loudly as his sorely used cunt spasmed around the warlord's rock hard cock, the soft wet walls clenching and clutching at the manhood. His body shook uncontrollably and such was the overwhelming emotional release of his second female orgasm that he actually fell into a swoon as it peaked and wracked his body.

Trimon pulled his shaft free of the assassin's cunt and took the thick shaft firmly in his hand as he knelt behind the reddened trembling buttocks. The dark painted lips of the assassin's sex flexed in the throes of his climax, opening and shutting like the mouth of a fish gasping for air. Spurts of womenly juice sprayed and trickled from the convulsing cunt to coat the Akkadians tender thighs.

"What a pretty sight your cunt makes as you prove yourself the sluttiest of the guild's bitches." Trimon chuckled.

The warlord's fist grasped his cock firmly and pumped up and down it's length. Only a few strokes of his fist were necessary to bring forth a veritable fountain of male seed. The barbarian directed the jets of thick ejaculate towards the twitching cunt and crimson spanked bottom of the assassin.

The Akkadian was barely conscious as his orgasm crested and gradually abated. He did nothing but moan weakly as hot gobbets of Trimon's spending rained down over his abused backside and already slick cuntlips. A warm drowsy glow was overcoming his wits in the aftermath of two such glorious and energetic climaxes and his will to resist the rosy langour was weakened. He promised himself that he would merely shut his eyes and rest for a moment to regain his faculties and strength.

The warlord grinned down at the well used whore as she closed her doelike eyes and drifted into a deep sleep. The ability to fuck even the most experianced of whores to exhaustion was one that he proudly cherished. He rose from the bed, and went to a bowl of water on a nightstand. He sponged off his juice slicked cock before donning his robe. Crossing to the door of his chamber he exited the room.

"The whore Minaja is sleeping now, she is allowed her rest after my cock has worn her out." He announced with a smirk of pride to the guards. "When she finally stirs have her escorted to the baths if she wishes to freshen her body before she departs. I have other matters to attend to, give her my apologies and inform her that the usual payment has already been made to her guild."