MY FANTASY:
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!
Next morning: I usually go straight to the gym after work on this day each week.
LIla said, "Dear, instead of going straight to the gym, could you please stop at home first?"
"Sure, it's on the way..."
Later, at home, she was waiting for me.
"Hi, come in, sit."
I did.
"So I'm curious about ...the gym. Lots of naked guys in the locker room?"
"Um, depends. Some guys come in, dressed in gym clothes, and leave, without changing or taking a shower. Some guys come in, in gym clothes, shower in the locker room, and change to street clothes. Some guys come in looking like they came straight from the office ... change to gym clothes ... shower after ... and change to street clothes. Just depends on time of day, or I don't know what all."
"The showers ... as open as I remember in school..?"
"Each shower is private. A small cubicle, just big enough to turn around in, with a glass door."
"Are the men naked going to the shower?"
"Depends ... some go from their locker with a towel around their waist, others in their underwear carrying a towel, which they take off at the shower, of course, and some go from their lockers naked with a towel around their neck."
"So, what do YOU do?"
"I go with the flow, as it were. If others wrap a towel, I do that. If others are letting it hang out, I do that. If I'm alone, more or less, I let it hang out with a towel around my neck."
"Gay guys there?"
"I have heard, and learned, that depends on the neighborhood. In an area with a medium or high gay density, yes. In an area with a low density, not so much. My gym, not so much."
"Ever been hit on?"
"I learned early on from another gym rat, that there's a code or signal. Guys cruising, as it were, will try to make eye contact, and tug on their left ear lob, to see if you're interested. If you're not, you can ignore 'em, like you don't know what it means or shake your head no ... If you are, you'd tug your right ear lobe in response."
"I see. So if you did not wrap a towel on the way to the shower, how many guys might see you ... naked?"
"Oh ... four .... to fifteen, I guess."
"So, what I would like for you to do, is wear street clothes to the gym, change in the locker room ... and afterwards, do NOT wrap your towel, but rather go to the shower, letting it hang out."
"Um,okay...."
"And ... JOHNNY ... I'm going to just blister your bottom before you go. I want the guys in the locker room to be able to see your well spanked butt."
"Ohhh..."
"Now ... get your clothes off, and get over my lap."
She paddled my bottom long and hard, then pushed me up and said, "Now get dressed and go to the gym."
I got up and dressed.
I closed my eyes and
Poof! I was home.
MY FANTASY:
continuing with Lila (after she found my porn stash).
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!
Lila and I worked the same hours, but I shared in a car pool, and so left home in the morning a little earlier, and returned home a bit later.
The day after the discovery, I returned home, and she was sitting in dining room chair that she had pulled out into the living room.
"Sit down," she said, and I did.
"I want to get inside your head, a bit, about your fantasies."
"Oh..."
"Do you think about ... a strict wife spanking you whenever she desires ... and as a wife, there may be, should be, sex involved, or do you prefer ... a strict mother, or say, step-mother, that spanks you ..well, whenever she wants, but it's not sexual at all?"
"Well ... I compartmentalize ... separate ... in my head, sex and spanking. I mean yeah, I frequently jerked off to female-spanking-male porn ... because I was aroused, but I wasn't thinking about sex ... blowjobs, fucking, whatever .. at the time. I never ... hardly ever ... jacked off thinking about straight vanilla sex. We fucked last night ... I was really aroused ... and fucking was, well, better than jacking off, for sure ... but what I really fantasize about is having a step-mother to spank me, and a wife for, you know, being a wife."
"So, I could play both roles."
"Hmmm...?"
"For spankings, I can BE the step mother who spanks you; other times, I'm the wife that loves you."
"Ohh."
"To separate us ... or me... when I'm starting a spanking session or scene, I will start out by calling you "Johnny". When I address you as Johnny, you will know I'm in the step-mother role. You will, in turn, address me as 'Mom'."
"Okay..."
"Now, then, JOHNNY..."
That got my attention. "Yes ...MOM?"
"Late getting home from school. You know that means a hard spanking. Get your clothes off, all of them, and get over here."
Almost in a trance, I stood up, and undressed ...
and went over her lap
She blistered my bottom long and hard and I started sobbing.
She stopped and said, "Now get up and go stand against the wall with your hands on your head, and you will wait there until I have dinner ready."
I got up, sniffling, and I went and stood.
After a while, she said, "Okay .. dear ... if you'd like to put on at least some underwear, dinner is ready."
I put on my briefs and went to the dinner table.
Where I sat, very gingerly.
We ate and cleaned up.
She said, "I'm thinking about going to bed, reading my book for awhile. You wanna ... have sex, before I get too involved?"
"SURE," I said.
After a very satisfying session in bed, she lay reading, and I closed my eyes.
POOF! I was home.
MY FANTASY:
Wife finds my porn stash, assists in REAL-izing my fantasies.
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!
Lila and I married, barely a year after we first met.
I lived in an apartment, she lived in a house left to her by her parents, so I moved in with her.
I moved the stuff I wanted to keep, the weekend before our honeymoon.
We went away a week, and returned, and went back to our jobs.
Our first week back, after dinner, I said, "I'm gonna take a shower now, so I won't have to, in the morning."
In the bedroom, I undressed while thinking those secret thoughts I often think about when I'm alone, those thoughts that I hoped would go away once I was in a normal vanilla sexual relationship ...
and my penis popped up, like it invariably did whenever I had those thoughts, those thoughts that I use like a little blue pill to get aroused before having 'relations' with my new wife...
And I turned around and looked up, and she was sitting there, in a chair in front of the bed.
Evidently I moved in a hurry, and had not been careful hiding my stash, as she was sitting leafing one of my many copies of "Ma'am' magazine.
And she was holding a wicked-looking hairbrush.
"So ... these depictions ... turn you on, get you aroused?"
"Yes," I said, quietly.
"Is it ... the fantasy that arouses you, or do you really want ... a real spanking?"
"I want ... a real spanking."
"Have you ever really had one?"
"I've visited a couple, uh, professionals ... and I did get my bottom, you know, blistered, but it's just not the same when I'm allowed to set limits or use a safe word to stop it. A real spanking ... like from a Mom or a Strict Wife ... I wouldn't have any control over. No safe word. Just being spanked until ... she decides she's done."
"So, a real no-limit spanking is ... what you want?"
"Yeah..."
"If you get the spanking, or spankings, maybe, that you really want, will you stop ... looking at this ... porn, and ...fantasizing about it?"
"If I'm getting it for real, why would I fantasize about it? I mean, yes, I would ... stop."
"Even ... throw these away?"
"Um, can get twenty five bucks each on Ebay for 'em..."
"Turn them ALL over to me to sell?"
"Yeah... I guess..."
She smiled.
"Well, then, I think I'll give you a really hard spanking for not telling me about this a long time ago, what do you think about that?"
I nodded, and said quietly, "Well deserved."
"Over my lap," she said.
AND
She added another ten minutes before stopping, as I moaned, then sobbed.
"Now get up, and get into the corner, there."
I went and stood, while she undressed.
Then she said, "Get over here."
I did and
Afterwards, we lay together.
She said, "So how often did you ... masturbate, thinking about your fantasies or looking at the magazines...?"
"Oh, I guess it averaged out to ... once a day..."
"So, then, a spanking a day should keep you from fantasizing?"
"Yeah, well, that's ... up to you, isn't it?"
"Good answer," she said, dreamily.
I closed my eyes and
Poof! I was (reluctantly) home.
