I'm the counselor you've been seeing for a little while. You've confided in Me about your Findom addiction. At first I'm taken back a bit as I think to Myself how someone could be so desperate and pathetic. But the more secrets you spill the more intrigued I become. I start to think of how I can turn you into My beta. It's not like you make it hard anyway. The more sessions we have together the more revealing clothes I start to wear around you. I can see you staring at My chest when I wear low cut tops. I've got you right where I want you..