"You don't know. It's a gamble, to be sure." He says with a nod, continuing to fondle and just, in general, play with the poor, hapless captives' breasts. "As it is, my time is running short." His hands moved away from the breasts, moving down towards the Lady's thighs. His hands would slip up underneath her clothing, and without any fanfare whatsoever, yank down her panties to her knees.<br/><br/>"Now, hurry up, captive. You have all of five seconds to tell me what you know about what treasure might be on this ship, or the only thing you're getting is the chance to watch me have my way with this pretty little thing." Their is absolutely nothing at all in his manner or speech to indicate that he would not do exactly as he said he would.