He was training her to be a slut, and know that she was worthless *because* she was a slut. He had her kneel, nude but for stockings and heels. When he told her to rise, he looked to see if her pussy had dripped enough to leave a wet patch on the carpet. If there was no wet patch, he beat her tits with his belt and let her go without dinner. Next time she would focus harder on thinking slutty thoughts to make her cunt wet enough to leave a slimy pool on the floor.
But if she *had* left a wet patch, he would photograph it and post it to her social media feed with an explanation of what it was and how it had gotten there. Then he would push her face down into her own wetness, rubbing her nose in it, while he fucked her pussy or anus with his cock and made her cum.
Afterwards she would lie, inhaling her own cunt juices, cum dripping from her pussy, feeling the confusing mix of shame and sexual satisfaction, while he told her what a whore she was… and next time, knowing she would be rewarded with sex, she would find it even easier to leave her slutty little puddle…
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