The Ship

Chapter 2

“Here’s the wench, captain,” the quartermaster said as he and the captain came down to where the jail cell was.

Penny had not really seen much of the captain in the week on the ship, he tended to stick to his cabin or the

wheel, and Penny was always off doing something else. The quartermaster was the only one who ever seemed to give

orders. Penny never had a good look at the captain. From what she could tell from the poor lighting, he was a

young man, with a reddish tint of hair, a bit shaggy, but she assumed he’d look quite handsome when clean shaven,

the kind of guy who looks friendly, but those looks were as deceiving as they could possibly get. The captain was

far from friendly.

Penny was paying attention to the captain, who was yet to say much of anything, when all of a sudden, the

quartermaster threw a bucket of cold water on her, soaking her shirt and breeches through, and making her thin

shirt more transparent. Penny screamed when the water hit her. Just what she needed more freezing cold water,

this wasn’t fresh water, and it was straight out of the ocean. She could feel the salt sticking to her skin, and

the smell overtaking her senses.

“Well well, look here we got ourselves a woman,” said the Captain devilishly.

“Leave us!” said the captain to the quartermaster.

The quartermaster left instantly leaving Penny and the Captain alone. Penny backed away from the Captain, or so

she tried. The captain had opened the cell and was inside before Penny could get very far. Before she knew it she

was again backed into a cold wall, with her transparent tunic sticking to her skin. There was not much light

however there was just enough that her breasts could still be seen and every curve of her body was visible to the

captain.

Penny may have been cornered, but she would not make life easy for whatever this captain was going to do to her.

“Ya know missy, wenches, they bad luck, they bring bad news, all bad news. Ya see I don’t like wenches.”

“I’m no wench Captain,” she replied in a smart ass tone.

“You be on my ship, a woman, on my ship, therefore you see, are a wench. A bad omen, a troublemaker, a whore! So

don’t ya be smart with me little missy, ya on ship now, my control, watch yerself. Ya may make yer fate worse

otherwise.”

“I don’t give a fuck what my fate is! Try to do as you like with me, I ain’t gona let you!” she responded

angrily.

“Ah the quartermaster was correct; it seems the little whore is a bit feisty. I warn ya woman, ya best watch yer

tone around me, nobody talks to the Captain like that!”

“I just did!” she said as she kicked him, and pushed away. She aimed to low and only hit him in the thigh, which

had no effect whatsoever on the captain.

“Watch it bitch!” he said as he grabbed her hard.

“Or what?” she said.

Just then he slammed her against the bars of the cell. “Or I’ll make yer life a living hell!” he said furiously

pushing her face more into the bar.

“So be it!” Penny said struggling.

“I think ya won’t be needing them clothes anymore missy. Ya best be taking them off now,” he said.

“No!” Penny yelled.

“Ah I think it best ya not be testing me woman.”

“I’ll do as I damn well please.” Penny responded.

“Ah ya wenches are all the same, perhaps this will help ya better obey,” said the captain as he held her against

the bars with one arm and took the rope he had slung over his shoulder. Penny had not noticed this rope when she

saw him at first. He started with one of her hands and then the other. He then wrapped both of them around the

bars above her head. He was holding her tightly so even by struggling Penny could not free herself from his

grasp.

“Let me go!” shouted Penny

“Ah no not yet, in fact, I’ve just about had it with yer speaking outta turn, perhaps this will help,” he said

as he placed a rag over her mouth and tied it around her head. Penny fought and screamed but nothing worked and

as soon as her mouth was covered there was little she could do. Her feet were still free but she hadn’t enough

movement available for her to do anything with. The captain walked out of the cell for a moment and then

returned.

“Spread yer legs!” he demanded. Penny refused. “I said spread yer legs!” he demanded louder. She still

refused. The suddenly she was struck hard with something across her ass. She screamed. She could not tell what it

was. “Do it now!” the captain demanded again. Again she refused, as another strike came across her. Whack, whack,

whack! Three more followed, she still refused. The captain became tired of her disobeying. “Still not learning

then, let’s try something a little different.” The captain pulled her breeches down to her ankles. Penny could

not move, the captain had her breeches down and another strike came across her now bare ass before she knew it.

Whack! Penny screamed. She still refused to listen, so the captain spread her legs for her. He also fixed her

bonded hands and forced her to bend over, giving full access to her ass and other extremities. “Ya just don’t

like to listen do ya, this cane here that was so kindly left her for me just ain’t seeming to be working for ya.”

Whack, whack, whack! The strikes kept coming as Penny tried to hold herself together and refuse to do be

submissive. After another minute of quick caning the captain stopped.

“Ya got two choices here wench, ya can listen to me here, and get the cane a bit less, or ya can be fully naked,

brought before the crew to be flogged, and then left for them to do whatever they like with ya, or ya can listen

to me, still be punished, yet submit and make yer life a little less hellish.” What’s it gona be?” He said as he

removed her gag.

“That was three,” she mumbled, barely loud enough for even the captain to hear.

“What was that?”

“Three, that was three choices,” repeated Penny this time loud enough to be heard.

“No it wasn’t , that was..tw-, thr- I know how to count wench!” he said as another hard strike of the cane came

crashing down, as Penny screamed.

“Is that all ya got, Pirate!” Penny responded smart-ass like.

“What?” Whack! Another strike came. Penny still would not submit, instead she laughed at the captain.

“Ha, ha, I guess it is all ya got,” said Penny.

The captain was furious now. He gagged her again and gave her a few more hits with the cane. He then untied her

hands from the bar but kept them tied behind her back, and dragged her out of the cell.

“I’ve had just about enough of ya wench! I decided for ya! He ripped her tunic off, threw her over his shoulder,

pulled her breeches off the rest of the way and carried her away. Penny was flailing her legs, so the captain

decided to tie her legs with the first rope he found. Penny struggled some more, and as she was hauled off, she

noticed that the cane was not a cane at all, but a piece of a thin broken oar.