I woke up in a different part of the ship. Some where I had never been before. I was scared and I wanted Jack. I heard the door open but didn't dare look. I felt unfamiliar fingers trace my sides. I kept my eyes on the ceiling.
"Now I understand why Cap'n doesn't 'ant us ta touch ye. Ye're a hot little whore." I cringed at the words. He grabbed something off the table and kissed the side of my neck. I tried to pull away but my bonds were to strong. I felt a sharp pain run through my body and almost let out a scream. I looked at what he had in his hand, it was a cat-o-nine. The worst whips to get hit with.
"Look at me." He growled. I didn't, I kept my eyes on the ceiling. He hit me with the whip again and this time I could feel it cutting into my skin. I felt the warm liquid coming from the cut. I winced in shear pain.
"Damn-it you whore." He unbuttoned his pants and released his swelling member. "Look at me or I'll make ye look at me." I kept my eyes adverted and watched the ceiling. I wondered if Jack even cared that I was gone.
Jack rose from his bed, confused. /Why hadn't Jasmine come to bed yet? \ He though to himself. /Did I say something to upset her? \ He looked around the cabin for clues that she had been there. He sat up puzzled, letting the silk sheets fall from his naked chest. He stood and pulled on a shirt. He didn't change out of his silken pants he wore to bed. He walked out onto the main deck where Jasmine had been. / Where'd she go to? \ He questioned himself mentally. He went to yell up into the crow's nest to ask the look out but no one was up there.
"'hat's odd." He commented. He looked back at the deck. "Could have sworn I had Marlow and Jackson up there 'onight." Then it hit him. The way he had looked at Jasmine all through supper. The way he had eyed her on deck. He had to have taken her. Jack felt a hand on his shoulder and spun around quickly. Gibbs stepped back and put his hands in the air as if to surrender.
"I 'ust wanted to know why ye were out so late Cap'n." He smiled slyly and then continued. "'he girl kick ye out?" Jack glared at him and Gibbs looked at the deck.
"I 'an't find 'er or Marlow and Jackson. 'hey ain't in the crow's nest." Gibbs meet his eyes and then seen movement behind Jack. He pushed Jack out of the way before a bullet came buzzing through the air. Jack pulled out him gun and shot the man in the leg. Knocking the assailant to the ground and flinging the pistol over the side of the ship. Gibbs had a scrap on the arm, but nothing more. By this time, The crew had assembled on deck and was watching the scene. The man shot was Jackson. As Jack toward over him, Jackson looked up into the steely eyes of his Captain.
"Cap'n it wasn't my idea." Jackson pleaded pitifuly. Jack looked at a larger man and told him to bring Jackson into his cabin. Jack walked into his cabin and pulled out a black box. As Jackson was being tied down he gulped and looked pleadingly at his captain. Jack was pissed and he could see it in his eyes.
He hit me again with the whip. By now I couldn't feel it. He was whipping me and thrusting into me. It was all a blur. I felt horrid and dirty. Why wasn't I stopping him…smack more blood being shed on my part. He buried himself deep within me three more times and then came. I orgasmed against my will. I wanted Jack to hold me and tell me it would all be all right. I knew in my heart he would come and find me and then kill this basterd.
"No wonder Cap'n keeps ye. Ye be a good little fuck." He sneered hitting me once more with the whip. Tears sprung into my eyes. I hurt all over. I just wanted jack to come and blow this fucker away. How could he do this to me? Even after Jack warned the whole crew.
"Don even 'hink yer precious Jack will come and save ye. 'ere are only two people 'hat know about 'his place, and 'hat be me and Jackson. I bet ye Jackson has already done Jack in." He pulled on his pants and ran a hand down my body. I shivered as thoughts of seeing Jack laying on the deck of the Pearl dead popped into my head. Tears flowed down my cheeks. I wanted him so bad. I needed my Jack to come and save me.
"I'll be back for ye 'omorroe mornin' luv." With that he walked out the door and I cried freely. I wanted Jack. I needed him to hold me.
Jack opened the box to show all the torturing tolls he had. Jackson looked on horrified. Jack smiled wickedly and picked up a clawed like tool and walked over to where Jackson sat tied to a chair.
"Ye 'noe. I only ever used 'ese once, it 'asn't very 'retty. So how bout ye tell me 'here me girl be and ye'll go free." Jack said stepping closer with the tools. Jackson looked at the ground a minute and then back up at his Captian.
"Answer me 'his Cap'n." He looked Jack in the eyes being serious. "'hat is she to ye? Is 'he 'ust some whore, or do ye love 'er?" The questioned shocked Jack. It took a while for the question to register. Jack blushed and looked at Jackson.
"'he isn't a whore. I love 'er." Jack growled. Jackson smiled
"Aye Cap'n I'll tell ye."