Yes. She has to get a closer look.

Rebecca nodded. "I would like a much closer look." She said.

"Well then what are we waiting for?" The man said with a smile. "Feel free to ask any questions. You seem like a very inquiring mind." He said ushering her inside.

He led her down the center of the galley rows to the front of the ship. "Have a seat." He said pulling up a tall wooden stool. "What would you like to know?"

"Why do you use women? Wouldn't male slaves be faster?" She asked.

"Great question. While that is true, women slaves are more abundant and cost effective. They also can provide our ships crew and passengers with entertainment." He said as he reached a hand to squeeze and mash the breast of a near by galley ****.

Rebecca watched the girl's tit be harshly squeezed and rolled between his fingers. A nipple ring adorned the tit flesh. "Can you explain the piercings and tattoos?" She quizzed next.

"We mark slaves to distinguish thier class and status. Piercings are typically used to punish or designate mascocists tendencies. Tattoos and branding is how we ensure the **** knows her sentence is permanent." His finger tugged at the nipple ring before sliding down to the slaves stomach. The word "Fuck toy" was written just above the ****'s pussy mound.

Rebecca began to feel the warmth of the galley as she wiped sweat from her forehead. The Whipmaster left the **** and stepped toward Rebecca. "Do you have any tattoos or piercings I should know about?" He said with a smile.