An Appointment with My Master

I would love to find the Master of my dreams. I would set an appointment with him, I don't know, once a month. Just like you do with a psychologist or a dentist or a hairdresser. I imagine a handsome, strong and polite man. We would know very little about each other's lives outside our sessions. I would go to his office after work and secretly have the best moments of the week: I want, I need, please give me, Master. I would go back home relaxed and fulfilled, ready to care for others again; I would make dinner and read a story to my kids before they went to bed...