With some reservation, he asked gently, ‘Who are you?’ ‘I am a fourth rate genie, My Master, and my purpose is to serve you in any way you comma...nd. I await your pleasure, My Master.’ Her voice was light and pleasant, and very feminine. What is going on here, he thought. This is a fantasy beyond imagining. After a brief pause, trying to gather his wits with this… this genie in front of him, ‘What is you name, genie. How are you known?’ ‘I have no name save the one you give me, My Master. I am. “Go into the kitchen and bring through one of the chairs at the table without the arms on. Put it where you are standing now facing the window,” I tell her. Quickly Rita’s naked form darts into the kitchen and returns with the chair. She places it exactly where I have indicated and I sit down on it. “Rita, you were told to be here and hour earlier that last week. You have ignored this and even worse you were five minutes late for that original time as well!” I tell her in my sternest voice. . She happened upon a website called Lush Stories. She began reading some stories in the Taboo section. She got sucked into one about a younger woman and her lover, an older man who she referred to as Daddy. Her pussy soon got wet and she began to slip her hand into her panties and tease her clit as she imagined herself in the story. She never thought of something like that as hot. Suddenly, the idea of an older man touching her and telling her what to do brought her to the edge. She slipped two. The Tickler had stung her left buttockdeeply. Miss Pratt knew how to scientifically apply the cane. She knew thatjust under the butt, there was a sensitive spot that could make poor Tayburst into tears just with a light touch. But they were in a ?resting period? now. Miss Pratt wassitting comfortably in her LaZ boy armchair, reading aloud, while Taywas trying to avoid having splinters embedded in her tender stomach, from thisvile carpenter?s sawhorse. Tay looked over at the poor fatwoman who.