The room remained locked for over a full day. Maria couldn't tell, however, since there was no windows and no way to keep track of time. No one brought her food or water.
Eventually, Maria heard the lock and door being opened, and Victor got in. He was carrying a bowl, the kind of bowl used to feed dogs. On the side of the bowl, the word CUMBUCKET was printed. There was a sandwich inside of it, but nothing to drink. Having spent a full day without food or water, Maria was very hungry and also very thirsty.
"Good day, slave. You had some time to think, I presume. Did you decide? You were a horrible fuck-toy yesterday. You have to decide if you are going to try harder to be a good cock sleeve, or completely useless. I have no time for useless people."
Victor left bowl on the floor. "This is yours to eat. To drink, however, you'll be honored to only drink my piss. That's the only thing you'll be allowed to drink, but I won't give it to you unless you beg for it, and beg for it properly."