1.
Major Tony Nelson came home from work. He went over to a bottle and opened it.
"I'm home, Jeannie."
A puff of blue smoke came out and materialized into Jeannie. She wore a tiny bikini-and nothing else.
She hugged and kissed him. "Hi, Master!"
"Hello, Jeannie." He sat on the couch. She obediently sat on his lap.
"What would you like for dinner, Master?"
"Leg of lamb-cooked medium-potatoes, spinach, and two bottles of red wine. And for dessert, Crepes Suzette."
"Coming right up!"
She got up and walked into an end room. A few seconds later, she came back out.
"Dinner is serviced."
He got up and went into the room.
She had turned it into a large feast hall. His food was service on a silver plate with silver silverware and crystal glasses. The tables and chairs were made of the finest wood, with fine tablecloth on the tables. Two girls in bikinis did a sexy belly dance, accompanied by a four-piece girl band-also in bikinis.
"Uncork the bottles."
"Yes, Master."
She blinked, and the corks came off the two wine bottles.
He picked up one and took a long swig from it. Walking over to Jeannie, he poured the rest of it all over her! He then laughed evilly, and she managed a smile.
He sat down, poured wine from the second bottle into a glass, and began eating. However, a few seconds later, he swept the food off the table.
"Bah, this food is tasteless!"
"I am sorry, Master."
"You are the worst genie a master ever had!"
He got up and began beating her mercilessly! Poor Jeannie didn't do anything to defend herself, merely crying.
2.
Tony awoke in a cold sweat. Remembering the dream, he shook his head, then tried to get back to sleep.
But the dream haunted him. He began sobbing to himself. Finally, he gave up sleeping and turned the light next to his bed on.
Jeannie walked into the room, barefoot and in her pajamas.
"Hello, Master."
"Oh, hi, Jeannie."
"You are troubled about something."
"It's nothing, Jeannie. Go back to bed."
"Something is upsetting you.; I can sense it. Please tell me about it."
"OK. I just had a nightmare. I dreamt I was cruel to you."
"Cruel to me?"
He quickly told her the dream, sobbing as he did so. When he finished, she got into bed with him.
"Do not worry, Master. I know you would never treat me that way."
"You know?"
"Yes, Master. Genies can tell how their masters will treat them. It is a talent we have. Remember when you first found my bottle on the beach?"
"I'll never forget that."
"I could tell immediately that you would be a good, kind master. If you weren't, I would not have stayed with you."
"I see."
"So do not let a silly dream upset you so much!"
"Thanks, Jeannie. I love you."
"I love you too, Master."
She stayed with him. They eventually fell asleep together.