Not long after our marriage, Ali and I went to visit my Mom.
Ali has a list of complaints...
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!
I was told, not to bother with my pants or shoes.
A 'little' later, Mom told Ali, "Now, this is like training a dog. You can't expect to do it once, and he'll be, um, trained. It takes repetition, and by that, I mean several, frequent, times a day, early on."
"You mean .... spanking him, several times a day?"
"Yes, at first. For the slightest reason, or just a reminder.
You see clothes on the floor? Spank him. Toilet seat left up? Spank him. Dirty dishes left around? Spank him. Ask for help, and you have to ask twice? Spank him. Or, just because."
"Really?"
"Yes. Like, now. JAY, over here, over my knee."
I went to her, my eyes big. "Again?"
"Are you arguing with me?"
"N...no .. ma'am..."
I stood in front of her. She lowered my briefs to my thighs, and took me over her lap and
"Now get up and get in the corner," she said.
Mom turned to Ali and said, with emphasis, "SEVERAL times a day."
to be continued in "When Wife and Mom get together...3"
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