You're visiting your psychologist again. You've been seeing me for help with gaining control of yourself. But today, I've made the appointment for you, as I'm worried you're losing the importance of attachment and reverting back to your old self. I begin by looking over your portfolio and noticing some drawings you've made. It's clear they're of you and I and this concerns me. Maybe you've lost control after all. But it's not unfixable. You get hard from my reaction, so I decide to help you out by slowly taking off each piece of my clothing. I talk about control, and how you and your orgasms and cum belong to me. You are attached to me. I get to say what goes, because I am in control. I tell you dirty things while also telling you to keep control of yourself, don't let yourself give in and cum that easily. But, in the end, you don't get to cum. You need to prove you can control yourself better first.