The woman is made to orgasm.

"Mistress!" The guard groans, her head turning to follow the progress of the carriage as it nears the trigger mechanism for the wooden shaft cruelly impaling her rectum.

"Shhh now my pet." The Akkadian murmers to the frightened woman, playing his part as the Sorceress with some enjoyment for the first time. "I expect more of my bodyguards. Prove to me that you can willingly take this punishment to please me and your sacrifice will not be unrewarded."

The assassin grasps the guard's chin with his left hand and turns her head so that the bound woman must look directly into his eyes. He can see the fear plainly in her eyes, but also sexual arousal and something else which it takes him a moment to decipher. Devotion, the Akkadian realises with surprise. The girl gulps and clenches her jaW, steeling herself for the thrust of the shaft inside her and making her best effort to remain stoic for what she believes to be her Mistress.

The Akkadian continues to tease the guard's cunt as the carriage approaches the plank. His face is but inches from the girl's and he can clearly see the dilated pupils of her brown eyes and the rosy blush on her tanned cheeks. He withdraws his fingers from her tight wet gash and pinches the fleshy hood at the apex of her soaking slit. The woman's clitoris beneath the hood is swollen and hard and his pinch elicits a soft gasp and her full lips purse open. At this moment the leading wheels of the carriage run over the wooden plank.

"Aaaahh." The girl cries out, her eyes going wide with shock as the smooth wooden shaft thrusts up into her anus.

The assassin leans in and kisses the bound prisoner hard upon her lips, silencing her cry as her body jolts upward as she jerks up onto her toes to try to limit her impalement. Her body relaxes for a moment as the wheels pass over the trigger and the shaft withdraws some inches from her rear passage. Her respite is brief however as a split second later the rear axle of the carriage hits the trigger and the Akkadian feels her body spasm once more as the shaft drives up inside her. Her hot breath and anguished cry is muffled and swallowed by the assassin's mouth upon hers.

As the shaft once more withdraws from the guard's rectal passage the Akkadian again thrusts his fingers into her cunt, pumping them hard and fast in and out of her drenched vagina. The guard's cry of pain and humiliation transforms into gasps and moans of passion due to the Akkadian's skillful fingerfucking and he breaks his kiss to take a breath so he can hear her clearly.

"Crom!" The female guard cries out loud as the Akkadian's fingers pump repeatedly into her cunt, confirming the assassin's suspicions that the guard was Cimmerian by birth. "Oh my Mistress!"

The Akkadian chuckles to himself and he hears a murmer behind him from the watching crowd and a few laughs and oaths from the onlookers. The girl proves less able to remain unresponsive to pleasure than she was to pain and humiliation, her body writhes and twists upon the punishment cross in uncoordinated ecstasy. A ripple of laughter begins to sweep through the onlookers as they realise the prisoner is close to orgasm despite her dire predicament. The Akkadian redoubles his efforts, his hand a blur as he fucks the girl to climax with his fingers.

The carriage completes it's cricuit of the punishment block just as the Akkadian has driven the helpless wench to the brink of orgasm. He removes his fingers from her cunt a moment before he judges she is about to climax and steps back to allow the crowd an unobstructed view of the guard's final humiliation. The wheels of the carriage pass over the trigger of the wooden shaft, forcing the polished dildo up her anus. This final cruel stimulation is enough to drive the girl's arousal over the brink and as her body jerks upward from the **** of the shaft driving up her rectum she bellows loudly in a mixture of pain and rapture.

"CROM, YES." The guard screams, her body shaking and bucking hard enough to severely test the bonds holding her to the cross.

"MISTRESS!" She hollers, as the rear wheels hit the trigger causing a second hard thrust of the shaft into her abused asshole.

"Enough." The Akkadian orders. "Halt the coach. Take the slut down and have her thoroughly washed. Then leash her in my bedchamber to await my pleasure. I shall see to her further punishment personally."