I now was aware of the different tasting seed and of the heavy musk of men. I was beginning to crave the gentle touch of the captain after the rough t...eatment of his men. After 10 days I was broken. I began to enjoy the touch of rough male hands and the feel of a hard cock in my mouth or hands.I was in the captain's cabin when the door opened and in he walked holding the hand of an Egyptian galley slave. He was slim and feminine. The captain removed the slave's loincloth to reveal a small slim. Not having a lot of social distractions helped her to focus on studies and being quite bright got her good grades and a modest scholarship to the community college. There she met a different class of men and began dating.I enjoyed her company and she said likewise so we set up a regular date for Friday nights. On the third one she invited me to the apartment she shared with another girl. Cooking was a skill she had developed in her large family and it was delicious.My personal history was a. After a long, almost fruitless search she decided that the soldering iron would have to do; an extension cord allowed it to reach the power outlet on the wall. She did not turn it on; she did not know how long Manu would take to arrive, and was afraid of it burning up.Now came the hard part.She took her place in the cross and opened her legs as far as she could. With difficulty she reached the shackles and closed them on her own ankles. That was easy, they snapped closed when the ankle pressed. Than grandma took her by her hair, pulled her that way, mom the whole time crying, through the boardinghouse right infront of grandpa. Grandma, still holding my mom at her hair, whispered something in her masters ear, who stood up with a angry face, turning mom around her own axis, bending her over one of the restaurants dining tables, all under the sight of some family and some boarding guests, dropping her pants, that everyone could see her wonderful, naked butt and the hairy pussy, opened.