They get lucky.

The bound Akkadian is now very concerned. Clearly Trimon has sensed something is wrong from the beginning, but has played his game well. Only when the two wenches are immobilized does he fully reveal his distrust. His mind racing the only way the assassin can see of getting out of this is a combination of Naerwyn and himself getting lucky and if Trimon gets careless. Not a pious man, he does hope Naerwyn is invoking the gods right now, as it seems her habit.

Looking at the thief Trimon begins his interrogation. "Tell me novice, the name and homeland of your guild mistress?"

"The matron Nesbit, from Al Areth itself." She answers without a pause.

"Correct." Timron responds. The Akkadian is thankful that either the buxom thief is either very streetwise or likes to frequent whore houses. Upon reflection, he concludes it is probably both.

"Tell me Minaja." The assassin's attention is quickly turned to Trimon. "The first time we fucked, what did you make me promise never to do again?"

The Akkadian keeps a stone face but this is the type of question he feared; personal and something only the real Minaja would know. His only hope is a blind guess. Looking at the warlord and noting his size and how tiny his own new body is compared to Trimon's, he guesses the thing that would most repel him. "I asked you not to take me anally." The assassin answers.

After a dreadful pause Trimon finally speaks. "Correct."

"Last question, who is my second favorite whore at the guild." The warlord asks them both.

Before the Akkadian can even think Naerwyn answers. "Ameranth, our sister who has the largest tits, though personally I think she is a bit too over weight, that cow."

Trimon laughs, letting his guard down for the first time. "Correct, my fiery novice. Truly, you will make a fine addition to that hen house." The Akkadian gives a look of appreciation and bewilderment to his compatriot; thankful for her knowledge and wit, but a bit shocked that she knows more about Al Areth's whores than he does.

Putting his hands on his hips Trimon now surveys the two naked bound beauties with a lustful glare that one would expect of a man with such a sight before him. "I think there is one more test you should submit to in order to prove you are whores; a good strong fucking. I believe I will leave you in your bonds for now, my only, and last question is, who wishes to ride my cock first?"