xx#146 The eight o'clock caning from Wife

My fantasy:  Wife announces, "At 8 pm, I'm giving your bottom a caning."

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!

In our living room.
Wife says, out of nowhere, "At 8 pm, I'm giving your bottom a caning. Make sure you are ready."
I gulp and watch the clock.
At 7:45 pm, I get up and began to remove my clothes.
By 7:55 pm, I am ready. 
She puts a chair in position.
I bent over it.
At 8 pm, she begins.

After thirty strokes, she stops and says, "Go stand facing the wall."

I go. I stand. I close my eyes.

Poof!
I am home.