Stubborness

"Never" her voice is ice cold and even as she is snarling furiously she is driving her fist towards your neck with impressive speed. It would likely have been a fatal blow if it had struck; unfortunately for Doe however, you had been expecting this kind of reaction and had been prepared for it.

With a rather impressive turn of speed of your own, you twist to the side, just enough for her fist to flash past your chin rather than strike you in the throat. Your own hands attempting to grab and imprison her striking arm but to no avail, for she spun away before your hands could close; her left foot coming up as she spun and striking you a glancing blow in the thigh.

You take a half step to the side and then lunge forward, hands clutching at wrists and forearms and trying to hook her ankle with your own; Doe was **** to jump backwards to escape your grasp as you attempt to press forwards. She attempts to rally and counter-attack, sending a lightning fast barrage of fists and elbows towards your face and stomach before spinning on her heel and sending a foot flashing towards your face. You twist aside from the kick and while a few of her blows got through your blocks and dodges they were not enough to stop you.

Your hand flashes out and seizes the edge of the rags fluttering around her torso and you tug sharply, staggering Doe as the length of dark cloth suddenly uncoils from around her before dangling in your hand limply. A wide, smirking grin appears on your face; for the removal of the length of cloth had left the dark skinned assassin unclothed above the waist.

Doe’s skin was truly black, not the mere dusty black of coal or even the burnt looking black of charcoal; no, this was something else, it was the smooth, gleaming black of onyx and it glistened with a faint sheen of sweat under the bright lights of the cell. It would seem that as well as her lovely face, fate had provided Doe a truly magnificent set of breasts as well. The assassin’s luscious tits were large and well formed, perky and without any hint of sag; as well as being tipped by large nipples that somehow managed to be a shade even darker than the blue-black onyx of her skin.

“It would be a crime not to tell you, but you have a magnificent set of breasts” you tell her honest admiration in your voice, eyes drifting again to the way those magnificent orbs bounce and sway with her movements. “Shut up” Doe spat fiercely, taking advantage of your momentary distraction to renew her attack on you, even managing to land a painful fist in your ribs.

Despite the jab of pain in your side there is a wide smile is on your lips because
you have noticed something about your opponent; despite the several blows that have made it through your defences, it is in fact Doe that is beginning to breath heavily. You can see that her reactions are already the slightest bit slower than they were earlier; her attacks have also slowed a fraction, no longer possessing the crisp snap they did previously.

You were not truly surprised, despite her obvious skill in infiltration as well as in both unarmed combat and with the blade; Doe was still an assassin rather than a soldier. Her shadow dwelling kind specialized in quick strikes and rapid disappearances, in sneak attacks and sudden evasions. In fact for an assassin to stand in the open and trade blows with someone represented something of a failure for them; they were supposed to be like the wind, unseen and barely noticed, not engaging in open combat like a common foot soldier.

You deflect a powerful high kick with both hands and step forward, hands clawing and snatching for a hold, although the assassin managed to spin away from you before your hands could close on her. Another step forward and to the side forces Doe backwards, her blocks coming slower and slower with every second and you can see the first hints of fear in her ink black eyes.

You take another step forward as you drive a flurry of weak blows towards her; each strike had been designed more as a distraction than as a real attack however, for this time, when Doe tried to leap backwards once again her shoulders simply bumped into the cold stone wall of her tower cell. She flicked the quickest of glances backwards over one shoulder, a momentary distraction, almost not worth mentioning but it was all you needed.

You surge forward, hands snatching her wrists and seizing them in a vice like grip as you lift and spin in a single motion, tossing Doe onto the mattress of the wide bed in the corner of the room. She is already rolling to her feet when you get there but you quickly shove her backwards onto the mattress, forcing her long legs wider apart with your own legs as you do so. It is a frantic few moments of struggle as you try to bind her hands with the silken sash of your robe but in the end you are victorious and Doe’s hands are tied at the wrist.

Slipping one hand beneath the rags she had draped around her hips, you quickly find her quim, your smile widening when you discover its clean shaven nature and then widening once again when you feel the dampness that soaked it. “Feels like you like this more than you pretended, are you an assassin or a whore?” you taunt her as you easily slip two fingers in and out of her soaking wet snatch.

A furious snarl comes from her full lips as you withdraw your fingers, and she releases a second, even louder snarl when you part your silken robes and reveal your iron hard cock, although you are almost certain you could see a flash of real desire in Doe's dark eyes when she took in your full length, just over ten inches in length and almost three in diameter. “Like what you see?” you mock, resting your cock against the outer lips of her damp quim.

A howl erupts from Doe's lips when you enter her, slowly slipping more and more of your cock into her damp quim. You only grin down at her, for while her scream had been one of rage; there was no denying the large elements of lust and pleasure in it as well.

“Feels good doesn’t it?” you ask, cock never ceasing its relentless motion “You should try to get used to it; we will be doing this at least twice more.”

Doe weakly shakes her head back and forth “No, as soon as I get loose I am going to kill yo..Ah!” her threat cuts off as you begin working her exposed clit with the fingers of your free hand.

The assassins threats and curses are quickly by groans and whimpers of pleasure as your deft fingers and massive cock begin to break down her resistance, soon Doe is actually writhing against you as your cock drives in and out of her tight snatch. Doe utters a shrill, throat ripping scream when you finally cum, dark eyes rolling upwards in her head as you unleash wave after wave of semen inside of her.

You take a slight step backwards, cock slipping out of her snatch as you move away from her. Doe’s eyes slowly begin to re-focus on her surroundings and then onto you; “Bastard” she snaps trying to roll away from you on the bed. Your cock hardens once again as she clambers awkwardly to her knees and you drag her backwards towards you, barely avoiding the vicious kick she sent your way before you slam your cock into her once again,

“You didn’t think we were done did you?” you murmur into her ear even as you pound your cock into her from behind, every stroke wringing an involountary gasp or a moan from her lips.

It was several hours later when you slipped out of her cell, exhausted but smiling in contented pleasure. Doe now lay slumbering on the bed behind you as you left the cell; the dark skinned assassin had finally passed out after you had taken her a third time. You slowly shake your head, smile widening slightly. Your bedding of the assassin, despite or perhaps because of her ****, had been amongst the best sex you had ever had in your life. And if the wails and moans of pleasure Doe had made were anything to go by she felt the same way.