#164 Wife finds my porn stash

My fantasy: Wife finds my porn stash, and gives me what I've been wanting for a long time.

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.  Wife was not in the living room or kitchen. I yelled out, "Helloo I'm home."
"In HERE," she yelled back from the bedroom.
I went to the bedroom, and gulped when I saw that she was sitting on the bed, looked through the box of "Ma'am" magazines that I thought I had carefully hidden on the floor of our closet.
"Look what I found," she said, eyeing me carefully.
"Yeah, I see," I said quietly.
"How long have you had these?"
"Uh  ten years ... or more..."
"Do you still look at them?"
"Well, sometimes..."
"Such as when I'm not home?"
"Yeah, most often."
"Do you ... masturbate, while looking at them?"
"I've uh well sometimes usually yeah..."
"Do you fantasize that you are the guy being spanked when you look at these and masturbate?"
I blushed. "Yeah..."
"How long have you had this ... well, desire, for lack of a better word?"
"Uhhhh  fifteen years, maybe more..."
"And why haven't you ever told me about it?"
"Not sure how to, you know, approach the subject.  Not exactly dinner conversation.  One time, I made a remark about your driving, and you said, jokingly, I think, "I should spank you for that," and ... my heart started pounding so loud, I was sure you could hear it.  What am I supposed to say, like, Dear, my deepest desire is for you to put me, naked, over your lap, and have you spank my bare bottom until I cry?"
"Sure, something like that."
"I yeah no. I couldn't bring myself to come out and say something like that."
"Well, the cat is outta the bag now."
"Yeah, I guess it is."
Then she reached behind her, and produced a large wooden hairbrush. 
She held it in her hand and said, "So, I think you should start undressing." 
SLowly I did while she continued thumbing through one of the issues, and I realized I had developed an rather unwelcome erection 

 She handed me the magazine to hold, and she said, "Fact is, I've be wanting to spank your bare bottom for some time now. You've been rude and disrespectful to me TOO many times, and this is going to be just the first of many and frequent spankings you get from me, understand?"
"Yes, dear," I stammered.
"AND, when we are about to engage in a bottom burning session, during that session, you will address me as 'Ma'am', understand?"
"Yuh.. yes, ma'am!"

 Then she pulled me down and over her lap and 

she smacked my bottom long and hard, until my bottom was red and sore, and there were tears running down my cheeks.
She stopped and said, "Now, naughty boys must stand in the corner with their spanked bottoms on display until they are told they can turn around, so get up there."
I got up and went to the corner.

She got up and walked out of the room, saying, "As I said, just the first of many many spankings to come."

I closed my eyes and 

Poof!
I was home.