They both have the same idea.

Both assassin and thief react the same way. The Akkadian, a man trapped in a woman's body, and the thief, a committed lesbian, give a halfhearted smile. They are pleased that Trimon now seems to trust them, but they are less than thrilled that both are still in bondage and one is now going to get fucked over, literally.

"My Lord." Both speak simultaneously, and stop and stare at each other, wanting the other to be silent. "May I suggest . . .?" Again, both speak with an unintentional harmony, and then glare at each other, demanding the other be silent.

The warlord laughs as he begins to strip off his armor. "Don't worry whores there is more than enough Trimon to go around." Soon he stands naked before the two bound ladies who gasp at what they see. Trimon is handsome and very well built, but what grabs their attention is the enormous size of his manhood. It is longer and thicker than any other cock either of them has ever seen, and it is not even fully erect. "I can understand why both of you want to go first." He smirks, misunderstanding their debate.

Their concern now turns to fear, realizing the warlord's manhood would destroy whomever he fucks. Both the assassin are the thief are determined that the other will be the one ripped in two by Trimon's cock.

"My Lord, can I suggest . . .?" The Akkadian speaks, adding a commanding emphasis to his tone to try and silent his compatriot. He composes his thoughts ask he speaks planning on how to get the warlord to savage Naerwyn first, the busty thief blurts out. "Take me first."

Both the warlord and the Akkadian look at Naerwyn; the assassin with surprise, Trimon with confirmation. The warlord strides over to Naerwyn. "So whore you would be first to be tamed by my weapon?"

"Please, my lord, I beg you, fuck me first." The thief pleads, in that sexy voice she used on the guard she killed when the Akkadian first met her. The assassin knows she is up to something, but if she wants to volunteer to be ravaged by the warlord, she is welcomed to do so.

Looking over her pleasing curves and ample bare chest, Trimon smiles. "I should warn you whore, I am a Northman, we fuck like we fight, savage and hard. I will not spare you the brutal sport I crave, even though you are a novice."

"Please my lord, have your way with me." Naerwyn glazes at him as she arches her back making her bare breasts trust out as an offering to Trimon. "Fuck me like the whore I am." She pleads.

Trimon's cock pulses to full length, a wild lust flares in his eyes. He moves close to the auburn haired thief, the tip of his manhood poking at her abdomen while his hand grabs her by the hair he proclaims. "Time to take it cunt."

Naerwyn closes her eyes and mews. "Yes, my lord, fuck me hard, fuck me first, while you are still fresh!"

"Fresh?" The warlord questions.

The sly thief stares into Trimon's eyes, begging with her seductive voice. "Lord, do not delay. Fuck me. I want to know you while you are at your full strength."

"I have enough strength to tame both of you whores." Trimon boasts.

"Of course my lord, of course." Naerwyn explains. "I meant no offense. Minaja has often spoke of your incredible stamina, it is just that I want to know you at your best. She has reported that you are at your most viral as you approach your first release, which is surely the way of all men."

"I am no ordinary man!" The warlord complains. "I don't think you realize who you are dealing with whore. I am the warlord Trimon, no man is my equal either on the battlefield or in the bedroom! I will fuck you both so hard that neither of you will be able to work for week!"

"I know my lord, I didn't mean to question you." Naerwyn begs, though the Akkadian can now hear the deception in her voice. "Just take me first, I want to know you at your fullest."

Trimon frowns, while the Akkadian tries to speak seeing his friend's devious plan unfold. "My lord?" He begins.

"Quiet Minaja!" Trimon commands, his eyes never leaving Naerwyn. "Novice, you will truly learn what a real man can do this night. I will first take your guild sister with such ferocity it will shock and terrify you. Then to prove to you with whom you are dealing with I will take you longer and with even more savagery then you just witnessed!"

"No, please not that!" Naerwyn protests, a wicked gleam in her eye. "I mUst have you at your full strength."

"Quiet whore!" The warlord commands. "Watch what a punishment fuck is and know you will soon receive its double."

"Noooo!!!" Naerwyn falsely complains as she smiles when the warlord turns his back on her and moves towards the Akkadian.