Walk away and return to her hotel.

Araceli turned and walked away from the ship. She had seen the brochure give a departure schedule and if she was to jump aboard she at least had until the morning to decide. As she made her way back to her hotel she was spotted by one of the crew looking over the side of the ship.

“Whipmaster… I think we may have a potential recruit.” The man said pointing to the lovely Latina walking away in her shorts and tank top still holding the brochure in her hand.

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Araceli stood looking at her tone body in the full length mirror of her hotel room. She was sporting a yellow bikini she rarely got to wear in the Pacific Northwest. The yellow extenuating the light brown tone of her Latina skin and her dark hair and eyes. It was hard to believe she was in her thirties with a couple kids from a previous marriage.

She pounced on her hotel bed and opened her laptop. A quick search for female galley slaves brought up a dozen sites and videos. She saw one that looked similar to the ship she’d seen and clicked play.

The cameraman walked down the middle aisle with galley slaves rowing on either side of him. The beat of the drum can be heard in the background along with the crack of a whip. Two pregnant slaves crawled on all fours, one scrubbed the ship’s deck while the other is being fucked hard from behind.

Araceli slid a hand down the front of her bikini bottoms as she watches the woman’s tits and belly sway with each thrust. She moaned deeply as she watched the pale skinned woman used on all fours. The camera panned upward to see a **** girl strung up to a center post of the galley.

The woman’s ankles were pulled back behind her frogtied to her thighs. She straddled a wooden beam protruding from the post with her arms strained pulled up high straight above her. Araceli rubbed her clit back and forth as she watched the woman pull herself up and down, a wooden dildo secured to the beam and impaled in her pussy. The woman’s body was covered in sweat and welts from the harsh cruel torment of her captors.

The camera panned to the side to watch a man wielding a whip slam it into the backs or several chained women. Araceli rubbed faster her quickly soaking pussy seeing the agony across their faces. A blonde women with larger breasts screamed as her pierced tits bounced as she arched her back from the harsh bullwhips blow.

Araceli watched as the drum beat stopped and the galley slaves groaned pulling their oars to a halt. The crew descended on the breaking slaves like wolves to a meal. She watched as the women were yanked from seats and tossed to the aisle floor. Cocks exposed and began punishing every hole or orifice the women had.

Araceli rubbed herself to orgasm watching the debasement of the women slaves. It felt good to release her pent up lust from the safety of her hotel room. She ground her fingers into her mound as she watched the men cover and fill the ****’s with jizz. As she came down from her high she watched the slaves put back and the drum beat begin again.

A few minutes later Araceli grabbed a towel and cover for her bikini and headed down to the hotel’s pool.