Page 72 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 1

“Okay, let’s pretend you’re right.”

Her smile is adorable. “I’m always right. You should learn that about me right now.”

“Well, we’ll just have to see about that, won’t we? Seriously, we have so much to talk about before I’m ever going to lay a single finger on that beautiful ass of yours. I’m not going to rush you, Hallie.”

“You may not, but the Housing Board is going to. I need to know. Don’t you see?”

He can hear rising panic in her voice. “Shhh. I understand, but we have some time. You sure you want to talk about this now? Tonight?”

He can see tears starting to pool. “I’m sure.”

“Okay. I have questions. Have you ever been spanked before, even as a kid or… by Eddie the Asshole?”

She giggles at his pet name for her ex. “I like his new nickname. Never by Eddie, although he tried to turn me into his punching bag the last night before I ran out and left in Gopher. “

“That asshole. I swear I’m going to beat him to a pulp if I ever bump into him. How about as a kid?”

“My mom never spanked me, but my Nana did a couple of times. I remember the summer I started high school she used a fly swatter to smack the back of my bare legs all the way home when she found me at this abandoned warehouse hangout she forbid me to go to. I was humiliated and it hurt like a mother… well, it hurt bad, but it worked. I never set foot there ever again.”

“Why didn’t she want you to go there?”

Hallie blushes. “It wasn’t a place for good girls to hang out. She told me only bad girls went there and… she was right.”

“What happened there?”

“I swear, I only watched, but kids would hang out smoking, drinking, making out… you know. Everything they shouldn’t be doing.”

“So, do you think Nana abused you?”

“No. I hate to admit it, but I was so ashamed that I’d let her down. I thought she would hate me, but when we got home, she hugged me and she was crying because she had been so worried about me. I wanted to be mad at her, but when I saw how much I had hurt her, I was so sorry, and I was glad she had spanked me. I really did learn my lesson.”

“That’s what domestic discipline is all about, Hallie. It’s not meant to just let the HoH beat the shit out of you when he feels like it. It is all about being a team where I will lead and you will follow, but it’s still a team. It’s about making rules that we agree to that will help us stay close and when a rule is broken, loving discipline to get you back on track.”

“What kind of rules are we talking about here? I mean am I going to need to break out the computer to type them all up?”

He can tell she’s trying to laugh it off, but the question is a serious one. “Well for starters, it’s the big stuff. Like always being honest with each other, never telling a lie or holding back information. Another big one with me is not doing things that will put you in danger. Things like drinking and driving or texting and driving or speeding.”

Hallie doesn’t speak for a long time, and he gives her the space she needs to process the discussion. “That doesn’t sound so bad. I mean, it’s common sense.”

Troy smiles. “Yes, but those aren’t all of the rules, baby. Those are just the biggest ones that will never be overlooked. Just ask Traci about how serious I am about the keeping yourself safe rules. She broke a lot of those the night you and I met. You saw how I think they need to be dealt with.”

He can feel a tremble in her body as her eyes grow wider as she puts together the words with the picture in her mind to drive it home. “You mean you would use your belt on me, really?”

Troy was not ready to have this conversation. He is not sure how much to disclose to her at this early point in their relationship. Knowing the Housing Board’s meeting hangs over them, he decides to error on the side of too much information.

“Hallie, yes, I would if you consent to being in a domestic discipline relationship with me, and let me be very clear, that is what I want, honey. We may have only known each other a few weeks, but you’re special. This, what we have, is special. I hope you feel it too.”

She smiles up at him with a joy he would give anything to see on her face every day for the rest of his life. “Oh Troy, I do feel it, too.”

“Thank God. I was worried it was just me.”

She is giggling again, music to his ears considering they are in the heart of a pretty intense discussion. “You’re so silly.”

“Well then, the answer is yes. It won’t happen at first, but I am certain that at some point in our future I will need to use a belt on this beautiful ass of yours.” He reaches into her robe to stroke her ass, squeezing it for good measure. “But that will not be tonight or any time soon. I’m gonna ease you into this. Start out with just this.” He reluctantly pulls his hand away from her ass and holds it up for her to see.

“This hand is more than enough to get my point across for now. In the future, depending on how we both adjust to things, I will bring in other implements.”

“Like?” It is a quiet whisper.

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