Temujins plan.

"So, what do you know about the Caliph of Calimande?" Temujin asked.

"He's probably the richest ruler in all Araby." Kitana answered. "He's also the owner of a priceless collection of magical artifacts."

"He has a hundred concubines." Tifa added.

"He is also well guarded by his immortals regiment and his palace is practically impregnable." Kitana objected. "We would never be able to break in."

"Getting inside is the easy part." Said Temujin. "Do you think you could get out?"

Kitana thought for a moment. True the walls of the palace were tall but they were built to keep people out, not in. Sliding down a rope from the walls would take a fraction of the time it would take to climb them. If horses were waiting, a thief could be out of the city before an alarm could be raised.

"Perhaps." She said. "How do you plan to get in?"

Temujin smiled. His hand beneath Tifa's skirt was now moving steadily as he slid a pair of fingers in and out of the slender blonde's wet pussy. The ball of his thumb sought out and found the hard nubbin of her clit and gently caressed the tender bud.

"The Caliph's eldest son, prince Naseem will soon come of age." Temujin said. "The Caliph has let it be known he is looking to buy a harem of concubines as a present for his son. I am sure if the caliph saw the pair of you as slaves he would be eager to buy you."

"Are you crazy?" Kitana cried. "Your great plan is for me and Tifa to be sold to the Caliph. You expect us to go in there with no weapons or equipment?"

"I think we could do it, oh oh yesss." Tifa's body shuddered as Temujins fingers brought her to a peak.

"You wouldn't let Tifa go in there alone, would you?" asked Temujin.

Kitana knew she had been outmanouvered.