I am Lady Viktoria Wolf, and my new slave—the once-smug businessman—is

Description: I am Lady Viktoria Wolf, and my new slave—the once-smug businessman—is still sitting bound to the metal chair. His face is a mask of shame and fear, while my Alpha stands beside him, keeping watch. I approach slowly, his wallet still in my hand. My gaze is as hard as steel as I fix it on him. The first perverse thoughts begin to surface. We explain to him with cold precision that we know everything about him. Every detail of his hidden passions lies laid bare before us. That little dildo is far too cute for a loser like him. I swap out the dildo myself for a beautiful, black, significantly larger one. The realization hits him like a blow. His body freezes, his face goes pale. We know about his secret preference, and there’s nothing better than making him experience this shame in front of us during the questioning. With a nod of my head, I give the command. His resistance crumbles under the pressure of our knowledge and our overwhelming dominance. Slowly, trembling, he fills his mouth with the object of his most secret fantasies. When we confront him with the fact that the little pig stole underwear during his visit to the brothel—tztztz—something inside him breaks. He has accepted that we know everything. His pride isn’t just scratched; it’s shattered. His face is dry; he’s resigned. He realizes that his old world is now nothing more than a distant memory. The questioning has reached a new level. We unlock his cell phone so the Alpha can back it up. Then we make him give us his credit card PIN. After all, he wants to pay for our services. He has fallen, and now he will learn what it means to be a slave.