The Akkadian tastes cock.

"You young fool." The Akkadian hissed back to Trant, his annoyance overriding his caution. "You follow Rorg blindly. I have seen many easily led as you are. He will lead you to your ****. Release me before you are discovered by the mistress."

The youth hesitated for several seconds, the Akkadian judging his words had struck home and doubt about his actions had seized the young warrior. Then Trant looked to his companions. Rorg had his cock out, it was nearly fully erect as Visha enthusiastically laved his shaft and ballsack with her tongue. The Stygian murmered false praise at the size and girth of Rorg's phallus as she coaxed him to stiffness. Beside Visha, Tzu-Tzi showed less enthusiasm, but obediently opened her painted lips to receive the other youth's cock.

"Silence slut." Trant's desire to feel his cock sucked winning over the fear of being discovered and punished. "You seek to confuse me with your sly **** whispers. I will gag that lying mouth."

Trant fished in his baggy britches and his cock was pulled free. The Akkadian recoiled as the salty sweat aroma of unwashed cock was in his face. Trant's grip upon his collar held him though and he clamped his jaw shut and whined with disgust as the plum sized head of Trant's penis was rubbed against his lips. The youth seized him by the face with one fist, the thumb and fingers digging hard into either side of his mouth to **** his lips apart. As his jaw was prised open Trant thrust forward his hips and half the length of his odorous cock entered the Akkadian's mouth.

"That will shut you up whore." Trant gloated, using his grip upon the collar to pull the Akkadian's face closer and insert more of his shaft. "Now suck me."

The Akkadian gagged as the head of Trant's prick batted against his throat. He felt bile and sick well up and he feared he would vomit and **** with the cock plugging his mouth. Trant was thrusting his hips, the cock sliding back and forth in the assassin's mouth. It was doubtful such a callow youth had much sexual stamina and the Akkadian knew his seed might fountain at any moment.

"Fun is over boys." Rezma's loud voice froze the three youths for a moment as they turned their heads to discover the source. "Get your cocks out of Trimon's sluts and be on your way. I'll give you this one chance to walk away with some bragging rights."

The two less confident youths looked to their leader Rorg for guidence. Rorg, his cock buried ballsdeep in Visha's throat now and ego soaring was not easily cowed. He looked Rezma up and down, contemptuously weighing his little gang's odds against the harem mistress. He saw a young attractive woman with new unmarked breastplate and brief skirt and miscalculated, assuming her armour and weapons merely props.

"Fuck off slut." Rorg sneered at the mercenary. "Return in a few ehn to collect your sluts once we have finished. Then if you kiss my cock nicely and suck me dry we will return the whores and you can be on your way."

Rezma smirked as she pulled the bronze cosh from her belt and spun it in her fingers. Stepping forward quickly she feinted towards Trant's shoulder and as he raised his arm in defence lowered her swing to catch him in the kidneys instead. The youth's cock was pulled from the Akkadian's mouth and he was left spluttering and spitting as Trant staggered away holding his side where Rezma's truncheon had struck him. With loud surprised cries Rorg and the other youth pulled their cocks from Visha and Tzu-Tzi's mouths and hastily thrust them back in britches. The pair backed into the open to face Rezma belligerently as Trant, still limping and groaning staggered to join them.

"You will pay for that bitch." Rorg growled. "No simple suck of my cock now. We will beat you bloody and all three of us will fuck you like a cheap tavern slut in the street for everyone passing to see."