They make her row anyway.

"Oars at the ready!" Shouted one of the crew. "Stroke!" He shouted.

Aurélie was still dazed from the brutal facefucking and cumshot. She felt her arms lifted as he oar began to move. The slaves beside her pulled and pushed with their might trying to make up for the dazed Aurélie. It took her a few moments before she regained enough clarity to contibute to the rowing. It was too late as a whip cracked hard against her back, the tail striking across the side of her left hanging breast.

"Hurry your pace Cumdump!" Said one of the crewmen. "Or little cum on your face will be the smallest of your worries."

She looked to her left to see her rowmates double their efforts to carry her weakened state. Her rowmate beside her looked to be in her early 20s with a tone body from the weeks or months she'd spent on the oar. Aurélie could see she the woman's nipples had been pierced and had a small chain running between them. The woman's brown hair had been chopped short recently. As the brunette pulled back on the oar Aurélie could see a **** number written down her left arm and the word "****" tattooed on the side of her left breast.

"Row with me." The woman encouraged Aurélie. "You can do this. Stay strong and you might be able to make it out of this." She said.

The next words from her mouth were an unrecognizable scream as a harsh whip slammed into her tits.

"Shut the fuck up whores. Row and stop talking!" Shouted one of the crew men of the galley.