Visha taunts the Akkadian.

The Akkadian ate unenthusiastically, as a warrior he was accustomed to a diet rich in meat and by taste he favoured food highly spiced. The food it appeared he should expect as Trimon's **** contained neither of these. In truth the food was more than adequate, the several varieties of fruit and vegetables were fresh and sweet. The boiled vegetables, steamed rice and bread well prepared and delicious. His appetite was dampened by the continued knowing stare of the Stygian bitch Visha.

"I believe Visha is smitten." The tawny haired Talith commented loudly, nudging the Cimmerian Beki and nodding in the Stygian's direction. "She cannot take her eyes from Minaja."

There was a chorus of giggles from the seated **** girls and a glowering look from Zula the Amazon. The Akkadian mentally noted that the Hyborian was observant and to tread carefully lest he instil jealosy in Visha's strong paramour. Visha laughed gaily at the remark however and looked questioningly at the Akkadian.

"In love? No, though I would not kick her from mine and Zula's furs if she wished to share them." Visha replied in a lightly mocking tone. "I feel that Minaja and I have met before, although it is strange I cannot recall that pretty face or lush body."

The Akkadian remained silent, assessing what game Visha was playing with him. It seemed she meant to keep her knowledge of his true identity to herself for the time being. Or was she planning to inform Rezma and Trimon when she had opportunity, to gain their favour and perhaps her freedom? Revealing he was an assassin of the Akkadians in a sorcerous disguise would like mean his **** and ****. He knew he should seek an opportunity to confront the scheming witch alone to discover her intentions.

The exchange was ended with metallic clang of the iron doors opening and the arrival of the Shemite Rezma to the harem. The **** mistress this morning wore a gleaming bronze breastplate moulded for woman with pert gleaming bronze breasts. A simple brief white silk skirt and her greaves, paldrons and vambraces completed her armour. At her entrance all the women scurried to arrange themselves in what the Akkadian assumed was a morning ritual. The assassin without being commanded copied the slaves as they knelt in a line with legs spread wide and hands clasped behind their heads in a manner he had seen **** girls adopt for inspection.

Rezma nodded in satisfaction as the women presented themselves to her without the need for command. She approached the first in the line, the Cimmerian Beki and lifted her silk skirt. Beki leaned forward and kissed the **** mistress upon her dark furred cunt before Rezma scrutinised the dark haired ****. Finding no fault she moved to the next in line, Talith and the process was repeated. The mistress moved slowly along the line of girls, each inspection beginning with a submissive kiss of her thickly haired sex. One girl Rezma ordered to clean her teeth for she had fruit pith stuck another she commanded to sponge her thighs as dried cunt juice remained.

"You are quick to learn, a good trait in the harem." Rezma commented as she stood before the Akkadian.

As he had seen the other slaves do the Akkadian leaned forward with hands clasped behind his head. Pushing his face into the thick bush of dark pubic hair he kissed the ruddy labia of the mistress his nose tickled by the wiry curls. Meat was definately not off the menu to Rezma, her slit tasted like salted red meat and the Akkadian wistfully gave her fleshy slit a lick, savouring the taste. Rezma grinned, no doubt taking his enjoyment of the taste of her cunt as a sign of his obedience. The mistress then inspected the Akkadian, having him open his mouth wide and perusing his wide spread thighs and exposed netherlips for female juices. She nodded without comment.

Rezma left the line of slaves and took position facing them as if an officer addressing a parade of troops. The Akkadian smiled at the similarity and the obvious disparity that the troop consisted of kneeling naked wenches with legs spread and breasts thrust forward.