Near the rear of the ship on a special row.

Rebecca was pulled by her leash all the way to the rear of the ship. She looked noticing a nearly empty row with only two other slaves manning the oar. She froze where she was as she took a closer look at the rows seats.

Two thick didlos protruded from multiple locations on the row. She was sure the rows occupants had them similarly planted deep in their holes. She started to pull back against the leash before the Whipmaster jerked it harshly and she stumbled forward and into his grasp.

"Stop resisting cunt. You wanted to take a closer look and now you've got it. Doesn't get closer than spending the day on one of the punishment rows." He said harshly as he shoved Rebecca down the row. He leaned down locking the chain that ran between her ankle cuffs to the floor and next chained her wrists to the oar.

"Sit down Fuckmeat. These cocks are gonna get you all ready to entertain the crew tonight with your holes." He said pushing her down by her shoulders.

Rebecca eased herself down until she felt the two cocks press against her pussy and ass. She'd never had anything pushed inside her asshole and gritted her teeth as she felt her ass spread and slowly accept the thick rubber cock.

She couldn't breathe as she felt the two cocks impaling her. The Whipmaster placed a hand on her shoulder and pushed down harshly impaling her fully on the two dildos. She let out a deep gasp at the violation of her body. She felt the rough seat firmly against her asscheeks knowing the thick cocks now fully impaled her.

The Whipmaster moved back as he watched Rebecca grip the wooden oar with her slender fingers. He smiled admiring the new addition to the galley. "She will make an excellent galley **** for the next few months until we sell her." He thought. He unrolled the whip he had secured to his belt and let its full length fall to the deck.

Rebecca began pulling and pushing the oar along with the other slaves on her row. The oar was heavy and her arms strained against the resistance of the water outside the ship. The dildos inside her shifted in and out as she leaned forward and then pulled back on the oar. For a moment she had to admire the devious inventor of this seat. It felt almost like being fucked with every single pull of the oars.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Rebecca screamed as she felt lines of fire erupt on her heaving breasts. She pulled harder and pushed harder at the oar trying to speed up her row. She glanced down at the three fresh lines that now streaked across her large tits. Her pussy lubricated the thick dildo with fresh juice as her situation seemed to arouse her.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

She grimaced and moaned as she felt another lash on her back followed by two across her thighs. She again tried to pick up the pace as she recognized the sounds she was making was the same as the rest of the slaves as they worked at the oars.

"The best part of putting you in the back of the galley is how easy a target those big tits of your will be for my whip." He said delivering another harsh blow across Rebecca's chest.

He turned leaving Rebecca to row and grind her ass against the dildos. She knew he would return soon to deliver more fresh lashes. She focused on rowing as hard as she could and tried to forget how aroused she was double fucking herself and covered in whipmarks.