I asked her to marry me.
She said, Only if I sign a Domestic Discipline Agreement, first
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 told him what I wanted.
POOF!
The next evening at her house:
"So," she said casually, "Curious. Have you um masturbated, in the last 24 hours?"
"Um yes, this morning, I woke up with morning wood and um tugged it off."
"THAT is ... against the rules. The only time you may cum is when I allow you to cum, the only time you may masturbate is when I give you permission, like ... when I'm watching."
"Oh ... I didn't know."
"You could have, should have, asked. Now strip naked, I shall punish you."
I blushed and groaned, and slowly stood up, and stripped.
"Get on the bench."
I knelt on the bench
and she picked up the cane and delivered over 70 strokes to my bottom
as I moaned and sobbed.
"And THAT's how you learn my rules," she said.
"Now get up and dressed, I'll see if our dinner is ready.
To be continued in The Domestic Discipline Agreement 4
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