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A little bit of solitary confinement should put her in her place. Locked up in a small cupboard, in complete dark, with her hands and legs gagged, water slowly dripping from the ceiling on her head. Leave her like that for a few days and she should know better.
Well it's not like the standard accommodations for captives aboard ship are much better, really...

In fact, considering how much she desires a pillow, I might as well cover her buttocks in honey and serve her bottom as lunch for insects. Yes, I will waste some precious honey, but sometimes, a disobedient slave girl can drive you mad like that.
Now that might be a thought - would be better when we reach shore though. More bugs!
 
I actually like it when the slave girls have a small chit-chat with the crew... and especially, with each other. A pair of slave girls that are friends, are more efficient and they row better. Also, if they at least have one reason to sympathize with the crew, they are less likely to riot.
Well you don't want them plotting with each other... talking to the crew might be OK, but I doubt they'll have many nice things to say to them.
 
Or he could keep it in his pants until he reaches a port with a decent whorehouse, and avoid any unpleasantness down below.

And remember a war galley beaches every night. And has to get into port every 2-5 days because of a limited capacity to carry supplies (mostly food) for the crew.

I know guys cum quick but you can wait 2-5 days to get a decent prostitute as opposed to a smelly emaciated slave girl.

kisses

willowfall
 
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Guys it is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO obvious none of you have every rowed a boat any considerable distance or even sailed a sailboat for a couple days on end.

After that kind of work you want two things, food and sleep.

Besides when we are beached at night we slave girls are all spooning together for warmth and comfort, if we want some satisfaction we can easily get it without you.

kisses

willowfall
 
On the same note, people... what is your favorite era for a galley slavery fantasy? Of course, they cannot be fully historically accurate, since the idea of galley slavery and especially female galley slavery is rather a fantasy, but I will lay down a few examples:

1. Antiquity. The good old Roman Empire, which became almost the archetype of all forms of slavery. Slave girls rowing across the Mediteranean Sea, or perhaps, even working on war galley during the Punic Wars, ending up with fresh galley slave girls from Carthage.

2. Dark Ages. The Roman Empire fell, and the barbarians took over the ruins of this once great civilization. Many once noble women are now the slaves of the Goths, who will use them as galley slaves, helping them transport the luxuries stolen from the Italian Peninsula up to northern Europe.

3. Medieval Era. The creativity can really flow here. Going from up north, with the Viking Longboats, manned by slave girls, all the way down to the Ottoman Empire, using their galleys to dominate the Mediteranean, manning their ships with Greek, Bulgarian, Wallachian, Arabic and Spanish slave girls.

4. Colonial Era. Colonial empires using slave girls for their galleys. Pirates using captured women. Huge naval battles, where the overseers are manning the cannons while the slave girls put their back into it, trying to get their galley out of the range of the enemy cannons.

5. The Current Times or even The Future. After some supposed series of disasters (perhaps a nuclear war), large sections of the world are thrown back into the Middle Ages. In order to save up on the expensive and rare oil, the modern ships are often replaced by galleys manned by slave girls that were once just usual women, going to college, posting on Cruxforums in the evening and all that.
Number 5 without post-apocaliptic environment. Something more like the Clare Seven saga (volunteers, social downgrade, re-enactment etc)
 
And remember a war galley beaches every night. And has to get into port every 2-5 days because of a limited capacity to carry supplies (mostly food) for the crew.

I know guys cum quick but you can wait 2-5 days to get a decent prostitute as opposed to a smelly emaciated slave girl.

kisses

willowfall
Did someone say smelly and emaciated? Mmmmmm...... JUST KIDDING!!!! Of course, if it was Barb..... JUST KIDDING!!!!
 
oh, jones_tims, thanks for this remark. this is usually forgotten issue: young robust and healthy galley slavegirls willy-nilly have to masturbate, to rub themselves surely if they remain at sea for a long time and cannot fuck each other because of the chains and whips of the slave drivers, who don't fuck them either (or fuck a little rather however rarely and not everyone: there are few guards usually, but there are many slavegirls; in addition, the captain for fucking at the workplace can hang both the oarswoman and the guard on the bowsprit or whip them to death and feed their corps to fishes - and he'll do the quite right thing. in addition let's remember that these oarswomen should been to work actually hard like in hell and sweat their guts out working - not for nothing it's said "toil like a galley slave". they didn't labor only for a very short time when devoured their scanty food, craped and slept - usually no longer than four hours a day and whilst staying chained to their benches (if they rowed indeed while sitting chained to both their oars and benches, exactly as it's traditionally describes, and not standing on the foot, or rather continuously moving on the deck, folowing the oar back and forth) - maybe they even had to crap without stopping their work with oars. i suppose, they were mostly in no suitable mood for the sapphic love but only for the harsh raping).

so masturbation was truly saving and salutary in fact. another thing a rough piece of wood will not find here many rivalrs. definitely it'll not a sausage! where would a sausage come from there, and what kind of kitchen for slaves could be on the gallery? the mouldy bread or much more likely hard tacks, dried crusts, water with vinegar, salt fish, rank and slimy ... at best (not very likely) rotten salt horse. fresh meat - it is very rare and accidental if a rat is caught or some bird is knocked down with an oar. fresh fish - rather never: they are chained to their benches below of the broadside and do not even see the sea, only hear it. greasy food is something fabuluos, beyond the limit of imagination: the youngest oarsgirls born in slavery couldnot even know what such thing is. the cucumbers or bananas as well as carrots, marrows, eggplants etc, guess, are just as incredible in the galleyslaves world. only horseradish perhaps though doubtfully.
 
it's clear that the slave "micro-society" on the galleys was based on a fundamental inner inequality: there was stand out the slavegirls "elite", a core group consisting a lady boss (her autocrasy was limited with coup only and wrunght neck or cracked head) and dozen her "henchwomen" who at the same time were a sort of galley's deck functionaries kinda capos in the nazi konzentrationslagers (the soviet and postsoviet criminal vocabularium labels these collaborants of a prison authorities in their oppressions of the "proper" criminals or so called code-bound thieves - as well as of all disobedients - as "an active"). these female "top-dogs" (more pointedly, maybe, "top-dogesses" or simply "top-bitches") - the most fierce, strong, brave, daring and shameless but first of all able and ready to kill without hestiation, swiftly and ruthlessly, - didn't rowe themselves but forced to rowing the rest slavegirls, less desperate, controlling the main mass of oarswomen and helping the guards to discipline and punish them. they, most likely, were unchained and can walk freely on galley's deck, eat and perhaps fuck without limits - each other or the slaves choised for raping. they always had a lot more food because they withdraw it from the weaker femates. nevertheless this was though abundant food but essentially the same as everyone else's: only bread or bisquits and salt fish, nowhere near as a sausage.

of course top-bitches had haven much more time and opportunity to various forms and methods of a masturbate. teoretycally for lady boss and her girlies by contrast of low-level ordynary oarswomen could have access a wider arsenal of the tools for self-satisfaction, but in reality they had no good choise, especially rich one - alike others had no it too. however they probably could get from guards for some services, sexual and/or punitive, not only short sessions of live sex but also such excelent substitutes of dildoo as the handles from the unusable whips, broken on oarswomen's backs surely.

(in one of my unfinished stories a dozen rageful garpias from bitches bench, having gained each several such whip-handles from the careless guards, used this sodden with sweat, blood and jucies armament - as well as chains and first of all their bare knuckes - in order to massacre all guards and whole galley's crew including skipper and helmsman (except the youngish cabin boy reduced by them to a sex slave), take possession of a vessel and to found there the floaty piratess republic. eventually of course all heroines perish in naval battles or undergoes various cruel executions.)

besides the whip-handles the galleyslaves could use to masturbation also a piece of oar but such sextoy would be to fit only some most giant superwoman with mid-size cavern in place of vagina because an average oar diameter on the ancient, medieval or pre-modern mediterrain galleys varied in diapason 6–7 in., or ca. 15,5–17,5 sm. if we'll imagine a titaness who is able to take into herself this didlo then the fild for totally unlimited fantasy wll opened for us, and we can discuss a slavegirl who would masturbate herself not with a piece of too thick oar but with intact oar, which weights over 350 lb (or even 650 lb) and is rowed during the gale.
 
oh, jones_tims, thanks for this remark. this is usually forgotten issue: young robust and healthy galley slavegirls willy-nilly have to masturbate, to rub themselves surely if they remain at sea for a long time and cannot fuck each other because of the chains and whips of the slave drivers, who don't fuck them either
Yes, not much choice but to pleasure themselves or each other - if they're even in the mood for it.

in addition, the captain for fucking at the workplace can hang both the oarswoman and the guard on the bowsprit or whip them to death and feed their corps to fishes - and he'll do the quite right thing.
The right thing probably wouldn't be wasting either of them quite so lightly - a non-fatal flogging should suffice.

in addition let's remember that these oarswomen should been to work actually hard like in hell and sweat their guts out working - not for nothing it's said "toil like a galley slave". they didn't labor only for a very short time when devoured their scanty food, crapped and slept - usually no longer than four hours a day and whilst staying chained to their benches (if they rowed indeed while sitting chained to both their oars and benches, exactly as it's traditionally describes, and not standing on the foot, or rather continuously moving on the deck, folowing the oar back and forth) - maybe they even had to crap without stopping their work with oars. i suppose, they were mostly in no suitable mood for the sapphic love but only for the harsh raping).
I think after all that they might prefer sapphic love to harsh raping - but what do I know? Certainly though they could only worry about sex after all the other basic nescessities were fulfilled.

it's clear that the slave "micro-society" on the galleys was based on a fundamental inner inequality: there was stand out the slavegirls "elite", a core group consisting a lady boss (her autocrasy was limited with coup only and wrunght neck or cracked head) and dozen her "henchwomen" who at the same time were a sort of galley's deck functionaries kinda capos in the nazi konzentrationslagers (the soviet and postsoviet criminal vocabularium labels these collaborants of a prison authorities in their oppressions of the "proper" criminals or so called code-bound thieves - as well as of all disobedients - as "an active"). t
By "it's clear" what you mean is "I think it's hot this way? Because it doesn't seem more plausible than all rowslaves being equally lowly.
 
it's clear that the slave "micro-society" on the galleys was based on a fundamental inner inequality: there was stand out the slavegirls "elite", a core group consisting a lady boss (her autocrasy was limited with coup only and wrunght neck or cracked head) and dozen her "henchwomen" who at the same time were a sort of galley's deck functionaries kinda capos in the nazi konzentrationslagers (the soviet and postsoviet criminal vocabularium labels these collaborants of a prison authorities in their oppressions of the "proper" criminals or so called code-bound thieves - as well as of all disobedients - as "an active"). these female "top-dogs" (more pointedly, maybe, "top-dogesses" or simply "top-bitches") - the most fierce, strong, brave, daring and shameless but first of all able and ready to kill without hestiation, swiftly and ruthlessly, - didn't rowe themselves but forced to rowing the rest slavegirls, less desperate, controlling the main mass of oarswomen and helping the guards to discipline and punish them. they, most likely, were unchained and can walk freely on galley's deck, eat and perhaps fuck without limits - each other or the slaves choised for raping. they always had a lot more food because they withdraw it from the weaker femates. nevertheless this was though abundant food but essentially the same as everyone else's: only bread or bisquits and salt fish, nowhere near as a sausage.
Yes, I doubt that they could establish a proper slave hierarchy, considering that the rowers are needed. Now, in a Soviet gulag, you can spare a few girls from hard work, more or less, the overall production stays the same. But, when it comes about the galleys, there's an exact number of oars and seats, and you need all of them to be manned, so offering the privilege of not rowing, won't really do.
 
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