[center]The pirates held her in place, some snickering at her cries. "Ye stole from the wrong pirate, miss! And ye be right," he came behind her and tore her dress to better expose her back, then leaned in to whisper in her ear, "I am a cruel, heartless pirate," he said before moving back and throwing the first lash at her back. He waited a moment before throwing the next one, and then the next. He went easier on her than he did others, as he hadn't usually had to do this to women. He really liked this womans skin as well, it seemed so smooth and soft, and he didn't want her to bare too many scars. He stopped at fifteen rather than twenty, and through the whip down. "I think you've learned a good lesson, lass. Dot ye be sassin' me. Remember who's ship yer on and not to be stealing from pirates!" He shouted at her, standing over her as she was turned back around. "Wash her up!" He demanded two of the other pirates.[/center]