With pleasure of course.

The Akkadian knelt between the Sorceress's knees and stared for a moment at her bald pubic mound. Her cuntlips were parted just slightly and a sliver of coral pink flesh gleaming wetly could be seen between them. The assassin concluded that the witch was not altogether immune to her own musk. Or was it his presence, knelt before her and her collared like a slavegirl that had her aroused? Either way he was drawn to that pale slit and desired nothing more than to bury his tongue in it's hot interior.

"Your cunt is beautiful Mistress." The assassin complimented the witch crudely.

"Flattery will get you nowhere Minaja." The Sorceress laughed. "A good licking on the other hand will undoubtedly put me in excellent spirits and earn you treats."

The Akkadian parted his mistress's gash with his thumbs, exposing the interior to his eager gaze. A trickle of feminine juice leaked from her depth's as he opened her up and he craned forward with his tongue extended to lap up the sweet nectar. As he remembered from the times he had been rewarded with her sexual favours the Sorceress's juices tasted delicious. The Akkadian lapped eagerly at her dampened slit and savoured the heady aroma of her cunt. With his newly acquired knowledge of how his own pussy responded to stimulation he excited the soft folds of her pussylips and elicited more sweet juice to leak from the hot gash.

"Minaja, you tease me expertly." The Sorceress sighed. "Al Areth whores guild must have taught you well. But I require more immediate and forceful pleasure."

The Sorceress seized hold of the steel collar, slipping her fingers around the band and grasping it firmly. With surprising stregth from one so slim and womanly she **** the Akkadian's face hard into her crotch. The assassin dutifully responded and thrust his tongue deep inside her dripping sheath. Twirling his tongue in the tight fissure of her cunt he heard her moan with lust and was spurred on to probe deeply, licking and exploring every inch of her heated cunt.

"Yes Minaja, that is the way." The Sorceress moaned. "But do not neglect my clit. She is swollen and throbbing and needs your attention."

The Akkadian investigated with lips and tongue and found the truth of the Sorceress's words. Beneath the fold of her clitoral hood her nubbin was indeed swelled and the first touch of the tip of his tongue upon it brought gasps of pleasure from the witch. He flicked his tongue over the stiff little nub, judging his actions by the sounds coming from the Sorceress and the squirming of her hips. The harder and more forceful he tongued her clitoris the more the Sorceress responded with pleasure. Soon he was worrying her throbbing nubbin like a terrier, sucking at the stiffened nub of flesh and lashing it mercilessly.

"Yes, yes. Just so Minaja." The witch cried out huskily. "Do not be gentle."

Following his instructions the Akkadian increased his **** upon the Sorceress's clit and flicked it repeatedly with his tongue. The Sorceress writhed and cried out ecstatically under the remorseless attack until she arched her back and screamed loudly. The Akkadian, with his collar held, was unable to pull away as the Sorceress orgasmed mightily. From her hot slit feminine juice sprayed out in copious abundance and saturated the Akkadian's face. He eagerly opened his mouth wide and clamped it over the witch's gaping cunt to swallow the sweet juices as they were expelled.