He tries to make her lick up what's left.

Aurélie had knelt over to wipe up the cum and clean the mess left by the Whipmaster. He moved behind her as she cleaned and once finished he took the opportunity to grip her by her fiery red hair. With a rough voice he said "That's no where near clean enough." He shoved her face down to the hard wooden floor planks.

Pinning her inches from the cumstained floor she could see that small drops of his cum remained on the floor. "Open up and clean it with your tongue!" He ordered. "Or you'll be chained to an oar and beaten."

She struggled in his grasp but he held her firmly with one hand. His other hand seemed to be roaming across her back and she could feel it on the back strap of her bra. Soon the tension of the bra was gone and it was obvious he had unfastened it. He wretched it from her shoulders tearing the straps. She watched as she struggled as he tossed the bra into the filthy bucket of water.

"We needed a new rag to clean the floors with and that will have to do." He said cruely. "Now lick up your mess!" He said pressing her face forcefully to the floor.