#176 Strict session with a Pro Domme

His fantasy: to partake of a hard session with a Pro Domme.

POOF!
In a cloud of smoke, a Genie appeared in front of him, 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." He eagerly told him what he wanted.
POOF!

He appeared at the residence of Liza, a pro domme of some reputation.
"You ready for this?" she asked.
"Yes, ma'am."
"Then STRIP."
He got naked and she put cuffs on his wrists and ankles, then had him bend over a bench, and she fastened the cuffs in place and she started in:

He was sobbing pitifully when she finally stopped.
She undid the locks on the cuffs, had him get up and took the cuffs off.
"Get your clothes on and go, you can show yourself out."

He did so.
He sat in his car, wiggling very uncomfortably where he sat, and he closed his eyes.

Poof!
He was home.