I am Lady Viktoria Wolf, and my new slave, the once-smug businessman—Part 3

I am Lady Viktoria Wolf, and my new slave—the once-smug businessman—is still sitting restrained to the metal chair. His face is a mask of shame and fear, while my Alpha stands beside him, keeping watch.

I approach slowly. My gaze is as hard as steel as I fix it on him. The first perverse thoughts are planted in his mind. We explain to him with cold precision that we know everything about him. Every detail of his hidden passions lies laid bare before us.

My Alpha steps forward and places a flesh-colored dildo—without any packaging—in my hand. 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 during his interrogation before us.

With a nod of my head, I give the command. His resistance crumbles under the weight of our knowledge and our overwhelming dominance. Slowly, trembling, he fills his mouth with the object of his most secret fantasies. Every centimeter he takes is another step toward his complete humiliation. His pride is not just scratched—it is shattered.

His eyes are empty as he realizes that his old world is now nothing more than a distant memory. The interrogation has reached a new level. He has fallen, and now he will learn what it means to be a slave.