So your c*ck doesn't work for her anymore? How tragic. Lucky for you, my unconventional floral-themed office is now accepting desperate cases like yours—men who need proper intervention.

I start so sweet, as the concerned professional in nylons and leather, crossing my legs as you confess your pathetic impotence. I promise to help. I mention CBT.

The effective kind. C*ck and B*ll Therapy. Slaps. Squeezes. Twisting. P*in that makes you throb harder than she ever could. I notice every twitch, every surge, and every desperate pre-c*m leak while you stroke for me like a pathetic, mindless thing. Fascinating clinical data, really.

This is all part of the CBT tests I need to run.

“Stroke for me.”

“Good boy.”

“Slap yourself. Harder.”

I guide you through mindfulness practice as my cleavage, *ss, thighs, and lips fade in and out of your imagination as I walk you deeper into my control.

You catch every drop like a trained thing. You swallow your failure. You schedule your next session knowing I'm not fixing you; I'm making you permanently impotent for her, and permanently dependent on this.

Because you don't need a girlfriend. You need a Goddess who sees exactly what you are.

This counselling session proves to you that what you truly are is a submissive that doesn’t belong with a vanilla girlfriend. You’re a femdom-addict attached to CBT and CEI and dependent on your new femdom counsellor.

*rniedrigung Frauen Domination Hauszerstörer A Homewrecker Counsellor's CBT & CEI Advice mit C4s.com