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!
The locale: a hotel located in Big City, USA.
A suite, with one large general gathering room (the Common), and four separate bedrooms, two each off to the sides of the Common room.
Four couples gathered as they arrived as their travel plans allowed: Jack and Jean, Chip and Dana, Bill and Grace, Wife and myself, Osh (Often Spanked Hubby).
Once the last couple arrived, the Party Planner (PP, who was Jean) announced, "We're all here. Time for the men to go to their rooms, get themselves into their required uniforms for the duration of our stay."
We (men) went to our respective rooms, and returned to the Main, dressed in white briefs, only.
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| kinda like this, but, you know, not walking along outside |
We went to our wives.
Briefs were taken down, even off our feet, and over we went, and around the room, the scene looked like this:
A timer chirped, and Jean said, "Time's up! ... Okay boys, get your briefs on, pull 'em up to your thighs, and go find some wall to stand facing."
And so:
Dana rose, pulled out a chair to the middle of the room, called Chip to come forward.
Chip walked over and bent over, his torso across the seat of the chair. Dana lowered his briefs to his feet, then produced her leather paddle/strap, and smacked his bottom for ten long minutes, as Chip moaned and grunted.
Grace rose, and summoned Bill, and pointed at the chair, and Chip obediently bent over it, his briefs at his feet. Grace produced an oval wooden paddle, and smacked Bill's bottom with it, as Bill yelped at each ...
Jean said, "Time is up. Will, return to the wall. My turn. May I have the couch please?'
The ladies cleared the couch, and Jean summoned Jack, to lay over some pillows she put on it.
He did, and she produced a carpet beater, and she smacked Jack's bottom as he howled.
Jean stopped, and said, "Ok Jack get back to the wall. Wife, your turn."
Jean sat down, Wife stood up.
I stood facing the wall, quite apprehensive, as Wife had quite a few methods she used, several of which had quite the potential to be embarrassing to me.
She said, "We'll need to go into a bedroom for this."
I silently groaned.
The ladies moved to our bedroom, and I was requested to follow.
"Briefs off, on bed, diaper position," Wife said to me.
Then she produced the short black delrin cane and
F i n a l l y, the ten minute timer sounded.
Jean said, "Stop." Then with a chuckle, "Tho I wouldn't mind watching this for a while longer. Osh, briefs in position, take your place at the wall."
We returned to the Common.
Jean said, "Well ... we've been having fun for an hour and a half ... we have dinner reservations downstairs in about two hours.
Let's do ... each woman takes a man, not her husband, into their bedroom for thirty minutes of private play. You've all filled out your preference cards, and have them handy?"
Each woman nodded, yes.
"To recap, the card should have noted any restrictions your hubby might have, any physical handicaps, how much he can take, and his safe word. Let's try to keep your activities to a level such that he doesn't need to use his safe word. Now, I'll flip a coin to see if we'll do an alphabetical clockwise shift or a counter clockwise shift .... okay, it's a clockwise shift, so: Dana takes Bill, Grace takes Jack, I take Osh, and Wife takes Chip. Set the timers on your phones for 35 minutes. Go to the bedroom belonging to the respective Wife, and start the timer as soon as you close the door. Okay, boys, briefs UP, fall in and follow your assigned partner."
I followed Jean to her bedroom.
She closed the door, then turned to me and smiled, wickedly. "While it is tempting to continue with what your wife did to you, I really prefer using leather straps. So, lay down flat on the bed ... I did not say to take off your briefs!"
I lay down and
She applied a leather strap to the seat of my briefs for a hard ten minutes.
She stopped and pulled my briefs down my feet and off, and she continued
She stopped, and said, "Ahhh that was fun. Okay, get up, briefs on, to the Commons."
We gathered there, the women grinning or smiling, the men showing varying degrees of pain on their faces.
"Okay, showers for everybody, dress for dinner, meet here by 5:40 at the latest, and we'll go downstairs."
In our bedroom, with Wife, she said, "Let me see your bottom."
I took off my briefs and did a few spins so she could look.
"Nice," she said.
She started to undress. "Let's get into the shower."
Then we dressed, and convened with the others in the Commons,and went to the restaurant downstairs for dinner.
After dinner, and a bit too much alcohol for several members of our party, we returned to our suite.
Jean announced, "What do ya think, enough for tonight?"
The other women nodded in agreement.
"Those of you ready to turn in, and I dunno watch some t.v. or just have private time with your spouse, go ahead, or hang out here if you just want to gab."
I went to our bedroom, Wife stayed behind.
I undressed, and lay down and closed my eyes.
Poof!
I was home.
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