He motions her beside the .

"Here take a place beside her." The Whipmaster says. He led Aurélie to the wall and placed her beside the ****. He pushed her arms and feet apart to match the Slaves pose with legs spread and hands pressed firmly to the wall.

"Sometimes it takes being this close to understand." He said stepping back and coiling his whip. Aurélie heard the harsh whip cut through the air and flinched as the woman beside her erupted in a loud cry. The Whipmaster had dissected her back with the lash curling the tip around her and striking the side of her chest.

Again his whip cut though the air and the poor **** bellowed a cry for mercy. "Please Whipmaster I beg of you." She whimpered next to Aurélie. Her plea was silenced again by the whip impacting firmly around her ass and she squirmed trying to avoid another lash.

"Hold still cunt." He said as he quickly backhanded the whip to land another slash.

Aurélie's heart raced standing next to the ****. She could feel the air rush by as the whip came close and she was already drenched in sweat from her exertions with the whip. "Whipmaster... please I beg you... let the Wench feel the lash instead of me..." the **** begged.

Aurelie had barely registered the words uttered by the **** as she was lost on the whole experience of the galley. She heard the familiar sound of whip slicing through air and then fire erupted against her backside. She squirmed but failed to get away as two more lashes sliced against her lower back and then plump ass cheeks.

"I think three will do for now." The Whipmaster muttered to a shocked Aurélie still reeling from the lines of fire streaking on her back and ass.