Aurelie is chained to the punishment row

Aurelie had fought like a panther, twisting, kicking, biting her aggressors. Despite her fierceness she had been quickly rendered helpless by the two brutes. They were much taller, heavier and stronger than her, and there was two of them. Once she was naked and chained she stopped her struggling. She was totally exhausted by her fight, anyway. She had made a last stand when they wanted to impale her on the wooden seat protrusion but this has been a useless battle. When the two invaders began to stretch her holes that pain transfixed her and left her strengthless.

There she was, chained to a rowing bench, stark naked, and **** by the biggest objects she had ever experienced. She was crying, her hands gripping the handle of the oar her wrists were chained to. The weight and tightness of the shackles reminded her how helpless she had been rendered. She had no illusion that she could break those chains. She was trapped there until Captain Stone came to look for her. Surely he would soon begin to wonder why she had not yet come back on deck! Oh, but when he came back, she would make sure to tell him all that had happened, she would make sure that the whipmasters and his goons would be properly punished. If the Captain did not do it, she would make sure that her blog and articles would show the World what misogynist bastards crewed the Princess' burden.

She was ruminating her vengeance while trying to remain as motionless as possible on her impaled butt when she was ordered to row and her breasts seemed to explode with pain. The shock made her jerk on the bench, which caused the nasty plugs to grind against her over-stretched innards. She moaned in agony.