My fantasy: to get an old-fashioned bare bottom beating with a hairbrush from a father-like figure.
and
POOF!
In a cloud of smoke, a Genie appeared 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... you can say the words, "Teenie Genie, take me home" or if you fall asleep, 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!
There I was, with George, who told me to strip and get over his lap and
My bottom was sore and bruised from that.
After a bit of recovery, he asked, "Anything else?"
I asked, "Was that a leather tawse I saw hanging on a nail?"
He smiled, and I nodded, and he said, "Get over the arm of that couch," and
That was tough to take, and I did jump up once or twice.
When he did stop, I admitted I probably had enough for THIS session.
I got up and rubbed my bottom and closed my eyes and
Poof!
I was home again.
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