An odyssey in triplicate (for Yazaki)

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Dorset did not even notice that Umi had buried her face into his leg at first. He was too busy watching her bottom and watching his second mate go to work. He did notice it when he heard Umi's protest. Dorset ignored it as he pushed Rekka's head again into Umi's bottom. It wasn't before long that Rekka finished her meal as the steak was not very big to begin with. "Fal, get us some clean wet towels to wipe Rekka's face and the table with." He then spoke to Umi ominously, "don't worry, I'll get you very clean."

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Umi struggled to keep still. She relieved that Rekka was done, for she didn't think she could keep in place for much longer. The words passed between captain to crew crossed deaf ears as Umi wasn't paying them any mind. Her thoughts mulled over the strange event that transpired and accusing the whole ship of being sick, sadistic, perverts. Her attention went to Dorset immediately when he spoke to her directly. "I...I can take care of myself..." she protested once more.

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"No, tables cannot clean themselves," he said as he accepted a wet rag from Fal. Dorset cleaned her left buttock as Dorset cleaned the right. "Now for the crevices" he said as he reached under her hips and starting to wipe her womanhood, heading backwards until he reached the top of her butt crack.

Fal smacked Umi's wet right buttock. He then lightly patted her cheek. "Remember to be a good slave for our captain," he said condescendingly.

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Umi felt invaded by every single person in the room. They used her as furniture, undressed her even! And now this? She had half the mind to slug all three of them! Yet she hadn't any will to intervene. She shivered as the cloth brushed atop her cheeks, her crevises, and crack. She wanted to wither away when he wiped her privates as well. How low would they sink, she wondered. Apparently further than she previously thought. Umi gave a startled yelp at the smack, then leered at Fal. She said nothing to the man, as was purely pissed off.

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"Alright then, Fal and Rekka. Kiss and make up and then get the hell out of here," Dorset said wryly. Fal walked over to the still bound Rekka and bent her own in his arms and gave her a long kiss. He then laughed and untied her. "Yuk that was gross," Rekka said annoyed. She walked over to Umi and said "you're a woman, you know what I mean, right?" She bent down and kissed Umi on the cheek.

"Thanks for the meal," she said to Umi as she slapped her bare bottom and left.

"You took that remarkably well, Umi. Therefore I'll give you the choice to remain bare bottomed over my lap, or return to your good girl position, clothed." Dorset said. Tough choice, huh, he mused.

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Umi wasn't sure which part Rekka meant. The kissing, the taking a nosedive into her posterior, the eating, ect. She didn't really care to know what was going through Rekka's mind, especially after her butt smacked for a second time without having done anything to earn it. She watched the two leave as her irritation seemed to skyrocket into new heights. Her eyes lifted to see Dorset with soar expression vivid on her red face. At the choices, she was tempted to fool him, take the choice he'd less likely think of her to take. And, she did just that. She made no effort to get down or redress. There wasn't any real point in being embarrassed anymore. The whole crew was weird, so what was not normal must be normal to them. She'd just have to cope with that. Umi curled up on his lap, not really minding being that close to him after all.

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Dorset was surprised by Umi's choice. He chuckled in amusement. "Have it your way," he said as he put his hand on her bare bottom. It was not too long though before they had another visitor. This time it was Grill carrying Yang over his shoulder. "Captain, I need you help," he said . "This girl won't dance for me!"

Dorset paused and asked in a confused voice, "You mean she doesn't dance when you whip her?"

Grill shook his head. "No, I want her to dance for me because she wants to."

Dorset sighed. This did not seem to be a reasonable request to him.

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Yang glared at Grill from behind. She wasn't thrilled that she was being carried around, or being told on for not following orders. "Has it ever occured to you that I don't know how, ya moron?" the stubborn girl sneered back. She crossed her arms in a show of defiance. "Aside from that, what reason would I willingly do that for you? I hardly know you! What I do know is that your a whiny pansy," she quipped. Umi, whom hadn't risen from her place on Dorset's lap, peered up to see the couple. She couldn't help finding that Yang was making very poor choices by insulting the man who was clearly stronger than her and was currently holding her in a very vulnerable position. Yet, that was what her first command was known for. She was brazen, reckless, and enjoyed teasing and prodding others until they'd erupt. Yang was the very definition of masochist and would do anything to fill that need.

Umi looked over at the distressed man that carried the ex-commander. She wanted to explain that to Grill, but it wasn't her place to. Not that she really gave a damn about placement or anything like that! What she cared about was humiliating Yang.

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Dorset could not help but to chuckle at Yang's words. He was very impressed with her. He could see why Umi had promoted her. He wished he had an officer like her...perhaps he could in the future. She was a far contrast to Grill, one of the more sensitive pirates. Yet Grill was loyal, a capable fighter, and very popular among the crew. He decided to appease him yet have a little fun for himself.

"Fine. Then I will instruct the punishment of her, since I know you are reticent to do so. But understand that you will help. Also, Umi," he said patting her bottom. "You will take responsibility for your crew member and be part of the punishment."

"Follow me and follow suit, Grill," he said as he hoisted Umi over his shoulder and kept his hand on her bare bottom this time. He led them to the head of the ship where there were some rails. He bent her over the rails and tied her arms and legs to the rails. In her current position, everything was exposed.

Grill followed suit putting Yang's bare bottom next to Umi's.

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Umi paled at the thought of being reprimanded. "S-Sir? Where are you taking us?" she asked. She hadn't referred to Dorset as sir before and wouldn't usually stoop to that low to his level to show obedience. "C-Can't I get dressed?..." she stammered out the request. Apparently not, seeing as she was bound beside Yang with posterior pointed outward for pretty much the whole crew to see. Umi glanced over at Yang, who ducked her head shyly to the floorboards below. The girl's face was bright red from embarrassment. "Please leave Miss Umi be...Sir Dorset...She did nothing at all..." Yang murmured quietly. Umi was stunned by the request the girl made. The bull-headed lass was actually being submissive right now, possibly only because Umi got dragged in.