In a cloud of smoke, a Genie appears in front of me, and intones,
"I am the Genie of Fantasy. I can not make you rich or famous, but I CAN put you into any fantasy world you wish. You can stay in the fantasy world as long as you want... just say the words, "Teenie Genie, take me home" and you'll return to this real world, and only one minute in real time will have passed."
I eagerly told him what I wanted.
POOF!
We had been married for less than a year, and coming up was my first birthday that we would celebrate as a married couple.
Many times, we discussed role-playing and fantasies, as an aid to keeping our sex life crisp and new.
One scene I mentioned frequently was my desire to be spanked ... while naked ...and over her knee .. in the fashion of a naughty little boy being spanked by his mother.
She obliged me a few times on this, as a prelude to bed time sex, and she always commented on how turned on I was by the spanking as was she. Even so, such spankings were too infrequent, in my humble opinion. While she said that she enjoyed spanking me, she did not seem inclined to give them to me very often.
Prior to the beginning of some such scenes, I suggested we pretend there was an audience watching me being spanked, such as her sister or friends, as I thought it would add to the possible embarrassment.
So, my birthday:
I came home from work, and she was dressed and ready.
"Happy birthday, honey," she said, greeting me at the door with a kiss. "Let's go."
"Uh..go? Where?"
"Early dinner. C'mon."
And we went, to our favorite restaurant.
Done in a couple hours, we returned home.
Back in the living room, she pulled out a dining table chair to the middle of the floor, produced her heavy wooden hair brush, and with a smile, said, "Go to the bedroom, strip to your tighty whities, and return here for your birthday spanking."
I did as told, and returned.
I stopped and stood.
"Now, everybody," she shouted towards the kitchen.
And out of the kitchen walked four of her girlfriends.
"SURPRISE!"
My mouth fell open, and I blushed. I could feel my face turning a dark red.
Jennie grinned at me, as the women formed a semi circle behind me.
"Take 'em off and get over my lap," she said.
With a slight reluctance, I pulled my briefs down
to my feet, and stepped out of them, and knelt down and over her lap.
She went to work
beating my bottom, harder, MUCH harder, than she ever did during previous spankings she gave me.
The intensity of the spanking caught me by surprise, had me breathless, until I broke into tears.
Mercifully, she stopped, and said, "Now get up and get into that corner."
I got up, trying to ignore the smiles on the women who were watching, and went.
"I'm going to let you cool down there a while, then we'll have birthday cake."
After 'a while', she brought to me my bath robe to put on, and said, "Here ya go, come have cake."
The cake was on the table, with candles lit.
"Make a wish," she said.
I silently did, and blew out all the candles.
While eating cake, she whispered to me, "What did you wish for?"
"More spankings, just like that one."
"I was hoping that would be your wish," she said, "It was mine, too. Count on it, mister!"
I smiled, and closed my eyes.
POOF! I was back in my living room.
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