Two lines of female slaves, chained to the bilge of the galley, row under the whip until they drop from exhaustion. Panic fills their eyes as they struggle to keep up with the relentless rhythm of the drum, their naked bodies straining against the hard wooden benches. They endure grueling twenty-hour shifts, followed by feeding or punishment at the whim of the overseers. The galley is a microcosm of horror, especially for those on the punishment bench, where wooden phalluses penetrate them. Fear of the plank, the mast, and the captain’s cabin looms over them, turning the slave galley into an orgy of violence and enforced sex.