Look who is back for round two. You’re ready to go deeper, aren’t you? Good. Because in this second session, we’re diving straight into the heart of your fantasies. It’s going to get intense. You know the drill by now. Get comfortable, relax, and let’s pick up where we left off. Chastity, submission, and the undeniable allure of an alpha male. It’s all on the table today. You thought about it, didn’t you? The chastity cage. The way it felt to give up control, even just a little bit. The exhilarating powerlessness, the visceral humiliation. That mix of shame and relief, the peace that came after you surrendered. Let's take this a step further. Imagine it. You’re in a locker room, naked, locked in chastity. Not because you want to be, but because you have to be. Everyone else is casual, unbothered, but you? You’re anything but. There’s a man in the center of the room—The Rival. You know the type. Confident, commanding, built for dominance. His cock is enormous, and it’s not just about size. It’s the way he asserts himself, the way it’s acknowledged and unacknowledged all at once. You try not to look, but your eyes betray you. Shame, longing, humiliation, reverence. It all comes roaring back. You want to be erased by him, to have your own lack made so obvious that it hurts less to even try to compete. Let's get straight to the core of it: The fantasy of being undone by someone who embodies everything you are not. Now, let’s take it further. Imagine me standing next to you, not as a judge, but as a witness. What do you do when the rival turns and locks eyes with you? When he smirks, knowing exactly what you want—to run, to fight, but you’re rooted in place. The only escape is to embrace how powerless you are in that moment. You are smaller, weaker, not just anatomically, but existentially. That’s where the therapeutic work remains. And that's the exact hotspot through which I intend to unravel in our third and final session.