Report to the Sorceress.

The Akkadian encountered no further hindrance on his short journey back to the witch's cabin. Slipping back inside he was not in the least surprised to find the Sorceress awake and evidently awaiting his return.

"So Akkadian you return at long last." The Sorceress said, propping her head on one hand as she lay upon her bed and studied the assassin with clear amusement. "And how did you enjoy your assignation with the legendary Barbarossa. I note from your lack of protest when our minds touched that you went to his bed willingly."

"I went to Barbra Rosa's bed willingly, yes." The Akkadian replied. "Barbarossa on the other hand is long dead and Barbra has no wish for his resurrection."

"Indeed? How interesting." The witch gave a thoughtful smile. "That old rogue is smarter than I would have given him credit for in that case. Doubly so to have managed to secure a Stygian pearl phallus. I know of only two others and have been unable to secure either of them despite offering a king's ransom for their purchase."

"You will take Barbra Rosa's?" The Akkadian asked.

"I am no thief, I will offer to buy it." The Sorceress replied. "But I have little doubt that my offer will be declined. Tell me, my sweet little assassin all that transpired and was said between yourself and the redheaded slut."

The Akkadian recounted his adventure with the Sea Witch's first mate, leaving nothing out from his tale despite the embaressment certain intimate details gave him. At several points in his retelling the Sorceress stifled giggles, apparently amused by the assassin's escapade.

"You find my shame and humiliation amusing?" The Akkadian demanded hotly as once more the witch smothered her laughter.

"What shame and humiliation would that be?" The Sorceress enquired. "Did you not crawl into her bed of your own free will and experiance unimagined pleasure there? I find it amusing that you still deny the enjoyment your new form is giving you."

"Barbra told me that tomorrow we will arrive at our destination." The Akkadian stated, scowling as he sought to hurriedly change the subject. "From her tone there is some danger for us awaiting."

"Perhaps. Our first port of call is Vendhya." The Sorceress said thoughtfully. "A most backward thinking nation, where it has proved impossible for me to insinuate trusted allies. However a vital magical ingredient can only be found there."

The Akkadian had never visited the nation of Vendhya and knew only the most commonly known facts about it. It was extremely wealthy from trade routes to the east. It's people were renowned as devious and untrustworthy schemers. Lastly it was almost exclusively a male dominated society. A man's importance and status was largely measured by the number of wives and concubines he was able to procure and support.

"I can imagine the difficulty." The Akkadian agreed. "How in fact will you proceed in Vendhya at all. I seem to recall that any single and unowned woman is fair game for kidnap."

"Captain Akhbar and his most trusted men will venture ashore to make enquiries about the herbs I seek." The Sorceress explained. "There is sufficient crew on the Sea Witch to deter anything bar a fullscale attack and do not forget that few men will willingly risk the wrath of a powerful mage."

The Akkadian nodded, a ship anchored in the harbour with a tough crew and a powerful witch aboard was hardly a tempting target.

"Barbra Rosa may yet prove a problem for you." The Akkadian informed the witch. "While she may no longer desire her old body I got the impression that she still longs for her old position of pirate captain."

"I do not doubt that at all." The Sorceress replied. "Honey has informed me that Barbra Rosa willingly spreads her legs for half the crew. A hot ginger cunt could test most mens loyalty. I do not believe she is ready to act just yet though. I will act if I deem it necessary."

The Sorceress drew back the sheet covering her body. As always the Akkadian felt the heat of passion rise within him as he gazed upon her flawless female form.

"Honey, no doubt will be absent until dawn ferreting information from some lusty sailor or another." The Sorceress declared. "Her duties therefore fall to you. I find my sleep comes far easier after a tongue has wrought a climax or two."

The Akkadian smiled and set about the task happily.