He's thrilled by her request.

"Why a woman after my own heart." He said with a smile. "You are such a delight Ms. Aurélie." He uncoiled the whip attached to his belt and handed it to the lovely Aurélie.

"The key is to flick your wrist just before impact. It will allow the whip tail to catch up and make a nice first strike." He said moving behind her. He wrapped his hand around her wrist holding the whip handle, as he stood close behind her and raised her arm back. In a quick movement to drove her arm downward and **** her wrist to snap forward down the empty aisle of the galley creating a loud "CRACK" of the whip in the air.

"Something like that." He said with a smile still standing close behind her. His hand leaving her wrist and trailing ever so softly to her waist. "My current responsibility is the first four rows on both sides." He said. "And they look to have slowed due to the beautiful distraction I have holding my whip. Why don't you encourage them to pick up the pace." He said with an evil grin as his hands slid down Aurélie's hips and freeing her to administer pain on the slaves.