My fantasy: Wife finds porn video on my phone, and chooses to make my fantasies Real.
POOF!
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... 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 tell him what I want.
POOF!
Home from work ...
I said hello to Wife, who was sitting on the couch, and went to take a shower.
Uncharacteristically, I left my cell phone on the coffee table.
I took the shower, then went into the bedroom, fell on the bed and dozed off.
A couple hours later I woke up ... looked for my phone which I usually would have put on the dresser next to me ... but it wasn't there, and I sort of remembered it was in the living room.
I put on briefs and went into the living room.
"My phone here?" I said, yawning.
"Yes," she said, with a strange look on her face, while she was holding my phone.
"Anything, um, interesting there?" I asked.
"Now that you mention it....yes. Sit down."
I sat, on the same couch as her.
"How long has it been since we ... had sex?"
"Um..." I hesitated. "Couple weeks, maybe more?"
"Yes... yes. When we first decided to ...have sex ...then we got married....we went out it like a coupla bunnies. TIme has passed, and ... we have to write it on the calendar to remember the last time we did, or the time before that."
"Yeah...you know, work, stress...."
"Uh huh. Sure. So, I was looking at your phone, into your photos file..."
I took a very deep breath...
"And found many, countless videos... of women spanking men."
I let out my breath slowly.
"May I assume this activity is of some interest to you?"
Quietly, I said, "Well, yes."
"Something ... new?"
"No, I've had the ... fetish for MANY years. I just ... haven't talked about it with you."
"Why not?"
"Truth be told, I'm more than a little embarrassed by it. What kinda man really LIKES to be ... spanked ... by his wife or mother or ... some female? Sometimes I think it's a "perverted" desire, and maybe I can just ... get over it ... and I married you, thinking, hoping, I can engage in normal vanilla sex, and just forget about ... this."
"Soooo, how'd that work out for you?"
"Fine ... at first. When sex was new, really exciting... but the ... desires, the fantasies, returned, got stuck in my head..."
"Soo, these videos ... do you just ... "look" at them ..."
"Uh..."
"Or do you masturbate while looking at them?"
A long pause, and she waited for my response.
"I ... masturbate, looking at them."
"When exactly do you do that?"
"Oh, like after you've gone to sleep, I get up and come into the living room ... or when I get home from work before you, and you let me know you'll be a bit later... or you've gone out shopping for awhile..."
"Would you be willing to speculate whether or not, this masturbation has had a negative impact on the sex life that we share?"
"Yes, I imagine it has."
"How would you feel about ... making the fantasies REAL. I give you the spankings you seem to want, and maybe we start enjoying sex together again?"
"You ... would do that?"
"Yes, but ..."
"But..."
"There will be ground rules."
"Like ...what?"
"While you napped, I had time to compose, and print up a list of such rules, and once you read them and by signing your name, agree to abide by them, well, you just might gt what you want."
"May I see the rules?"
"Actually, I will read them, to verify you understand as we go along, okay?"
"Uh, sure."
"Number One. The spankings you receive will not be "fun". You may think of them as punishment, you may think of them as discipline. They WILL be painful. They will NOT be fun."
"Okay."
"Number Two. YOU do not get to say "stop". Can you imagine a spanking from your mother, where you said, "Oh stop" and she said, "Oh okay"? I shall spank you until I decide I am done spanking you. If, at any time, you endeavor to FORCE a stop to a spanking, you'll get NO MORE spankings from me, EVER. Understood?"
"Yes."
"Number Three. When spanking sessions commence, you will, throughout the session, address me as 'Ma'am.' and NOW would be a good time to start. Understand?"
"Yuh...yes, ma'am."
"Number Four. When I say it's Time (for a spanking), no argument will be allowed. I have enough common sense to allow for illness or injury, but otherwise, if you ever decline or refuse, this Game is Over. You may request a spanking at times that I have not otherwise indicated I was going to give you one anyway, but it remains my option whether or not to comply. Understand?"
"Yuh yes, ma'am."
"Number Five. Henceforth, your only underwear options are Briefs, or women's panties. NO boxer shorts, no boxer briefs. As for panties, only when I tell you I want you wearing them. Understand?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Number Six. Whenever I indicate that it's time for a spanking, which I will usually do by simply stating, It's time for a spanking, you should reply, Yes Ma'am, and promptly strip to briefs, and stand up straight, waiting for further directions. Understand?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Number Seven. I will frequently require corner time, before and after. That is to say, I will order you to stand in some indicated corner, for some length of time, Before and then After, a spanking. You do not move from that corner until you hear from me. Understand?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Number Eight. I will frequently require you to retain a butt plug. Possibly hours before an imminent spanking, or while you're standing in the corner, or possibly, while you're being spanked, or for some time after a spanking. However I choose, it will be at my discretion. Understand?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Number Nine. I will, from time to time, at my discretion, require you to cum before a spanking. I might have you masturbate while I watch, or I might give you a hand job myself ... however I do it, I will spank you afterwards. Understand?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Number Ten. Since you'll be getting REAL spankings, there's no need to fantasize about it anymore. Which means, there's no justification for you masturbating to the fantasy. Should you feel the urge, you must learn to WAIT, for me. If I'm out, wait til I get home. If I'm asleep, wait til I wake up. Either, we'll do something together with your sexual urge, or I'll spank it out of you. Quite simply, masturbation is forbidden of you. Understood?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Well, then, assuming you understand all I've said, here are copies for you and me, sign both at the bottom."
I did.
"Now, it's my belief that spankings will need to be quite frequent to drive the fantasies out of your head. I'm thinking, quite possibly, twice a day on work days, upwards of three or four times a day on weekends."
I gulped. "Yes, ma'am."
Then she looked at me, and said, "Stand up in front of me, and lower your briefs to your thighs."
"You got aroused, just thinking about this, huh?"
"Yuh yes, ma'am."
"Got to the corner, over there."
I went and I stood.
"For what it's worth, I found the box of spanking implements you had stored on the floor of the closet...."
After thirty minutes she said, "Pull up your briefs, and get over here, over my lap."
I pulled them up and went to her, and ...bent over her lap and
I moaned and I yelped and then I sobbed, as hairbrush and paddle left dark bruises on my buttocks.
She stopped and said, "Get back in the corner."
I heard her footsteps around the living room, as I stood there.
Then they faded as she went into the bedroom, and she returned, and said, "This session is over. Now turn around."
I did. She stood there, naked.
"Now, do you think you're aroused enough to ... do something about it?"
"Oh, yes, Ma' uhhh dear."
"Follow me."
In the bedroom...
She got on the bed on her back.
I got on, next to her.
She spread her legs, and I licked her pussy, as she moaned in climax after climax.
Then she pulled me up, and on top of her, and I fucked her as she climaxed again and again, and I exploded inside her.
I crawled down to clean up the juices in her pussy, then crawled up to kiss her on the mouth, to share my cum with her.
Laying together, she murmurred, "So, did that hurt?"
"Fuck, yes it did."
She giggled and then said, matter of factly,"I plan to make it much worse."
I closed my eyes and
POOF!
I was home.
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