It seems prudent

“There is safety in numbers. I fear not for myself but Connie here would stand no chance should some slaver have designs upon her,” Red Sonja said. “Hurry up slut and get dressed!” She says.

The Red Hawk eyes Conan with thoughtful disdain. “By your reaction you seem to have knowledge of the horn slut. How did you gain such knowledge?” She probes.

“I… um… I saw firsthand the horn ripped from the god as the body **** of Queen Taramoth.” Conan lies quickly.

Karela grunts. “Sonja, before we start our travel’s together answer this question. You are a renowned swordswoman - why do you travel with this useless little slut. She is pretty enough but seems to be needing a master, a **** collar and a good fucking - out here in the wilderness she is naught but a pretty liability.”

Sonja laughed. “I agree she does appear more suited to the life of a harem concubine but she has her uses. As a personal attendant. I have sworn off men and I have needs…”

“Interesting. Is she an obedient and dutiful body ****?” The other red haired woman asked.

“She is… barely adequate. Life in the dead queens palace has softened her, but she has her moments.” Sonja said with a smirk as she slapped Conan’s bare rump.

Conan’s eyes flashed.

“Even more interesting. I am curious. Would you share your body ****? She does appear to be a pampered and weak little toy, hardly worth respect or recognition but if she has other uses I would like to satisfy my … curiosity,” Karela mused.

“You may make use of her as you see fit whilst we travel together. She has some prudish inclinations that I think she would be best to lose. If you could help me train her I would appreciate it,” Sonja said, alarming Conan.

“That does sound like a challenge. That masturbation ritual… I assume she is **** to bed a woman? I find a stick is more effective than a carrot when bending others to your will. And by little Connie’s blushing response I see she would benifit from a firmer hand… let us away.”