Eron awoke with a sharp pain in her side from turning in her sleep. She gasped for air and held her side, she held back tears as she lifted up her shirt to see why it was causing her pain. There was a deep purple bruise radiating all over her side. She took a deep breath in and pushed the skin to feel her ribs. After confirming nothing was broken Eron sat up and slowly got to her feet. The floor had left her body cold and aching all over. Scanning the room Eron notices a tray of food on the desk across the room. Without regard she moved over to the food and ate her fill.

The cabin was getting darker letting her know that it was almost nightfall, she didn't have the sun as she used to, to help her tell the time, so she only relied on light and dark indicating her days and nights. Eron understood that is also meant that Reason would be coming back, since this was his living quarters. Searching about the room she sought for ways to protect herself, but the sound of footsteps outside the door brought her to a standing halt.

Reason paced back and forth in front of his door. Entering the room would mean that they would fight again, but he had nowhere else to sleep, everywhere else was at their limit. "Fuck it." Reason held his breath and flung the door open waiting for whatever attack she had prepared for him. He stood there with his fists clenched waiting impatiently to fight back but heard dry laughter instead.

"What the hell is your problem now?" Reason lifted one eyebrow at her. He relaxed his fingers after noticing she had no intention to cause a ruckus. "I'm a little disappointed that you are not your normal feisty self."

"Go fuck yourself." Eron grunted at him holding her side.

"Haha, oh how the tables turn." He smiled.

"What now? Don't you have someone better to talk with?" She eyed him down as if he were the dirt beneath her feet.

Reason glared at her; bit ignored her words. "Now you are in my room and the floor is all yours, but I am afraid I can't be as chivalrous as you were. I have nothing for you to cover yourself with." He flopped down on the bed.

"Ha!" Eron scoffed at his poor attempt to be cocky. "How about I just kill you?" Eron picked up the fork on her plate.

"I assume you've had enough time to realize your situation. If you kill me, you die. If you harm me, you die. If you try to escape, you die." Reason kicked off his boots. "I know how clever you are surely you have figured all that out by now." His hands went behind his head and he laid there basking in his win.

He was right she knew how the situation was, but it made her even more angry hearing it from him. "You!" No words came to her mind to bite back, so she flung the fork in his direction. The fork bounced off the wall inches away from his head. A small smirk came across his face knowing she pulled her aim on purpose.

She was the one that has been underestimating this man since the beginning. He knew everything about her, but she didn't even know his real name. "Who are you anyways?" Eron scrunched up her lip with disdain.

"Yours truly Captain Reason Sutton Bays." He smiled with pride keeping his eyes closed.

"A pirate..." Eron spit at her feet to show disrespect.

"You're making me blush, sweetheart. So, you have heard of me?" He sat up on his elbows to see the look on her face. Reason brushed his hand through his hair satisfied with her expression.

"Filth." Was all Eron could muster to say.

"I'd watch what you say little lady, or you might find yourself in a situation you can't get out of." He glared at her before laying back down. "I'm glad you have heard of me it saves me time for explaining everything."

Eron walked to him by his bed it took everything in her to not kill him. He called her a woman, which reminded how she woke up here without any clothes on and crossed her arms over her chest. "You don't know me, so don't pretend that you do."

"Oh kitten, trying to be strong." He reached out and cupped her sex lazily still lying down. "This is why now own you." He released her. She fell by the bed mortified he touched her, even if it was through clothes.

"No need to be shy I've already seen you naked after all. You were out cold for a couple days when we brought you aboard." He smirked.

"You, you're a scummy pervert, filthy pirate, you, you are no honorable man." Eron felt all the blood drain from her face. No longer able to hold back she swung her fist towards his face, but to her dismay he blocked it by grabbing her hand.

"Technicalities, couldn't help but see if I was right." He closed his eyes again hinting for her to shut up. "You couldn't imagine how happy I was to see your cunt instead of a dick between your legs."

"And you had to look to know that? She felt the need to scrub in the very sea they were sailing in until her skin rubbed off her body.

"To see that you were a woman, my woman. Not just a man with the same name with a micro dick. So, I took the initiative to spread your legs and took a look." He said it like 'a matter of fact' statement. "Go to sleep."

"Despicable bastard, I am not yours!" Eron didn't understand his words, she didn't want to. The man was a pirate he probably claimed everything his.

"One more word from you and I'll tie you by your ankles over the sea." With his warning hanging over her Reason was able to drift off to sleep.

Eron didn't sleep well that night. The ship happened to be unsteady, but that the least of her problems. Reason had violated her when she was unconscious, and every time she would finally fall asleep, she had dreams about him touching her to the point she would jerk awake in a cold sweat. Many times, throughout the night she had to try to keep the food in her stomach from ending up all over the floor.

Reason woke up to find Eron standing over his bed staring at him. He just about fell out of the bed from being startled. "The fuck? Don't just stand there like that." Reason expressed with his hand on the hilt of his sword. "I could have killed you."

"So dramatic." Eron turned away from him. "By the way you don't seem to be blessed in that department either."

"What department?" Reason was only half alert from her startling him half to death.

"Your dick. I figured it was only fair, but I fear even as a woman I still outsize you, pity." Eron knew she was playing with fire, but why should she care? She didn't really look at his, she couldn't stomach the thought of touching him let alone seeing his parts. On top of that he happened to wake up when she was debating with herself if she should look.

"I think you saw wrong then." Reason stood up and walked to behind her until they were uncomfortably close.

"Nope, maybe you haven't seen enough." she challenged back. "Have you ever thought that you only think you have it good?" She turned around and their faces almost collided.

"I think you can shut up now, or I'll tie you to the mast naked for everyone to see." Reason meant every word and she knew it. He grabbed a strand of her hair between his fingers. Making Eron feel nauseous all over again.

"Perverted fuck." She whispered as she turned away from him.

Reason smiled, "I did warn you, and yet you still didn't listen." He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her outside.

"Men we have ourselves a little problem and we need to make a vote." He smiled at Eron. "This lovely lady doesn't know how to respect your Captain." The men started to make noises of dissatisfaction.

"Two punishments will be voted on. The first one is we strap her to the mast naked for the rest of the day, but heed my warning, no one will lay a hand on her or get too close. OR we can perform a dunking." Reason lifted his two hands up. "Those of you who want a dunking raise your hand."

Not a single hand went into the air, causing Eron to glare at everyone. "Well my lady, the men have spoken." Reason then grabbed some rope and ordered his quartermaster and firstmate to strip her down.

Within minutes she was walking naked across the ship between Reason and the two men, to where the tallest mast was in the middle of the ship. He tied her up for the remainder of the day for all to see. Aside from her humiliation the men said true to their word. No one had touched her; in fact, no one really paid any attention to her at all. She wasn't the curviest of women, her body was pretty masculine. Her breasts were small but not nonexistent. She didn't know if she should be more hurt by the fact the men didn't pay attention to her. Quickly pushing her thoughts aside, she knew she didn't need validation from a bunch of thugs. She loved her body the way it was, there was nothing better to her than her defined shoulders and stomach.

However, the sun was not as forgiving to her. Her body burned top to bottom from the hours spent in the direct sunlight. She felt what it truly meant to be punished at the mercy of pirates and how ruthless they can really be. If she moved against the ropes, they would scratch the reddened skin making her stand erect the entire time to avoid extra pain.