My wife hired him to help handle our money, but he's going to end up handling something else if I'm not careful. I have a little spending problem that's getting in the way of my marriage. So when my wife recommends a financial advisor, I accept my change of fate. But there's something off about the guy we meet with. He's looking at me strangely and his looks are starting to do something to me physically. When I mess up yet again and overspend, he decides to take my side and tell a little white lie. But when my wife finds out, she decides to discipline us both. Her brand of discipline, however, is unconventional. She wants to watch me obey his every command, and by the end of the night she wants me putty in his hands.