The Akkadian makes advances to the .

The Akkadian smiled broadly at the thought of the Nubian girl caress the body he temporarily wore. Two nubile women caressing one another and lovemaking had always set his pulse racing and had never failed to arouse him. He had several times paid whores to perform this act for him before fucking them. Despite his orgasms from the night before he still felt disgust at the thought of being fucked by another man, discovering what female pleasure felt like with a beautiful young **** though was a different matter altogether.

"You only understand this from others?" He queried the ****. "Have you not felt Trimon's cock inside you yourself?"

"Oh no mistress." Kintaya replied. "I am not to master's tastes. He said my small breasts and thin body put him in mind of a pretty young boy."

It was true, the Akkadian mused that Kintaya could pass for an adolescent youth if she had been fully clothed. Naked, however small her breasts were definately female and her face was was that of an angelic urchin. He lifted his body so that his crotch was just above the level of the water and his dark painted cuntlips glistened within Kintaya's easy reach. He proposed to heed how the ****'s fingers felt on his female sex before seeing if he could use that knowledge to arouse and sexually stimulate the dark skinned slavegirl. Whether Kintaya was comfortable with such advances he cared not, she was after all a ****. Whore he might be in this body, but he was uncollared and as such a free whore and whilst a guest of the warlord Kintaya's mistress.

"You have my permission ****." The Akkadian said, opening his legs.

Kintaya poured a little of the aromatc oil onto two of her fingers. Opening the assassin's fleshy nether lips with her other hand she slowly pushed the two oil coated fingers into the proffered vulva. The Akkadian winced slightly as they entered him, the soreness of his well used cunt making him let out a low gasp. The Nubian's fingers were very slender and her touch was gentle and after the initial discomfort the assassin relaxed and concentrated on enjoying the new experiance.

"Apart from your master have you felt the cock of other men within you?" The Akkadian enquired.

Kintaya's fingers slid inside his cunt, stroking every contour of his delicate inner flesh and coating the damp velvet sheath with the sweet smelling balm. The Akkadian sighed contentedly, feeling his womanly nubbin at the head of his splayed petals swell and throb with sexual arousal.

"Sometimes I am bidden to pleasure his warriors." Kintaya replied without a trace of shame. "The act is not without pleasure for myself at those times."

"Is it not?" The assassin murmered. "I confess that I find your fingers in my cunt more pleasurable than a cock."

"Mistress's blood quickens." Kintaya said softly. "I see the swelling of your nubbin and feel the dampness and heat of your sheath with my fingers. Would mistress have me continue and relieve her arousal?"

The Akkadian judged that the Nubian had offered such service before. That she had raised the subject rather than waiting to be commanded to do so hinted that she was predisposed toward such acts. The evidence that the Nubian was eager to participate in such sport was welcome news and the assassin felt his sheath moisten considerably under her skillful manipulation.

"Yes that would please me Kintaya." The Akkadian stated. "I would also have you submit yourself to my caresses in return. My fingers and tongue will seek to repay your kindness in like fashion."