Over the past few months, you have been visiting a thera pist in hopes of getting a grip on your Findom addiction because your money is disappearing quickly and you don't want your wife to find out. You've opened up a lot to your th erapist about why you're up each night stroking to hot brats while spending all your income on them. You thought you could trust her to help you escape, but this session with her turns for the worst... Or is it hot what she's about to say and do to you?