figged, bent over, beaten with a carpet beater

MY FANTASY:
to be stripped, figged and beaten with a carpet beater.
  

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!

"You ready for this?" she asked me, holding a carved chunk of ginger root in her hand.'
"UM, yes," I said, slightly doubtfully.
"Strip from the waist down," she said. 
I did.
"Bend over the edge of the couch."
I did ...and she inserted the ginger root into my ass, making sure it was firmly inserted.
Then she picked up the carpet beater.
She landed stroke after stroke across my buttocks, as I moaned, and pleaded, and sobbed.

She continued until she had completed the number of swats we had previously agreed on, which had me crying loudly.
She stopped, and said, "I'm going to fix up some drinks. Let me know when you're ready to get up, and I'll take that out for you."
She left.
I lay there, sobbing, and closed my eyes.
Poof! I was home.