The fucking continues.

The Whipmaster withdrew his cock after emptying his load. He delivered a swift smack to Aurélie's already red stripped ass with the palm of his had. "Not bad. You'll get used to it whore."

He left but she could feel another man stepping up behind her. His cock slid right back into her cum dripping pussy and he began fucking her ruthlessly. Aurélie was helpless as he gripped her red hair and jerked it back towards him. "Yes. Such a dirty little slut. The Whipmaster is on his way above deck to spread the word we got fresh fuck meat down in the galley."

His pace quickened as he repeated into her ear the words "Fresh Fuckmeat..... Fresh Fuckmeat...." over and over as he drove his cock deep and long inside her. "You're nothing but fresh **** Fuckmeat!" He shouted as his cum emptied deep inside the beaten and exhausted Aurélie.

He released his grip on her as he withdrew letting her slump into the wrist shackles. She turned her head slightly to see the sight of crewmen entering the galley. Dozens of them and in the rear of the group she could see the Captain. Their voices echoed in the ships galley.

"Nice! I got next fuck." One said.

"Has anyone used that ass yet?" Questioned another.

"I love fucking a **** with fresh whip marks." Said the man sliding his hands up her hips and pulling her toward his erect member.

As he impaled her on his cock she could see the Captain's eyes lock view with hers. She could see him smile and shake his head solemnly as if saying he knew when he sent her down her this fate could have awaited her.