She's kept on task by the Whipmaster and his men.

"Keep up galley meat!" One of the men said as his whip slammed into the chest of the naked woman beside Aurélie. She let out a harsh howl as the blow slowed her pulling and Aurélie braced for what was coming.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Two lines of fire lit up her back as she tried to keep tugging the oar but the last one across her ample chest caused her to momentarily loose grip of her oar as she screamed. The sound echoed in the galley and Aurélie realized it sounded just like all the other slaves. She was now no different than any of them. She would tug on the oars until the men running this ship decided to sell her.

Losing her grip on the oar was a dire mistake as the crewmen grabbed her sweaty red hair. "Stupid cunt! Do I need to nail your hands to your oar?" He said harshly. She shook her head and tried to beg him for mercy but he shoved her head down and returned to his duties.

She took the momentary break to grip tightly her assigned oar and return to rowing. Her back, tits and thighs ached from the streaking red welts left by the cruel whip. She looked down to see her chest and the lines crisscrossing it. A few of them had broken the flesh and small drops of blood trickled down them.

Her gaze went further down to the whipmarks on her thighs and cruel dildo between her legs that would disappear inside her as she tugged backward. It felt strange to have something so thick and firm inside her pussy during such backbreaking labor. She imagined for a brief second that it was a man's cock that fucked her with each pull of the oars. She felt herself getting strangely wet at the dream before the Whipmaster himself stepped back to their row.

"Make sure Aurélie here has at least 20 more lashes today men. I want her processed by the doctor tonight and I don't want any passengers to realize only hours ago she was a free woman. They need to see only a used, beaten, and fucked galley **** when we parade her to his quarters. I wonder what he will do to you?" He said with an evil grin. "Perhaps chop off your hair and give you some rather degrading permanent tattoos and piercings."