Page 76 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 1

She looks relieved. “Thanks.”

He watches her grabbing their two bags and heading to the bathroom and is just closing the door when he hears his phone on the nightstand receiving a text message. No text message this early on a Sunday morning can be good.

Troy reluctantly grabs the phone and acknowledges the text from his right-hand-man with a groan. He has just enough time to check-in to put out whatever fire they seem to have at work and get back to Hallie.

“Hey, John. Troy here. What’s up?”

“Sorry to bother you on a Sunday, but we have a bit of a crisis going on here. The final testing for the new protocol has uncovered some significant bugs in the code. I’ve had Harris on it since yesterday and he’s getting nowhere.”

“That can’t be. I tested it all myself. Did he say what the issue is?”

“Well, I’ve heard him cursing more than ever and between the bad language, I’ve heard the word sabotage more than once. I know you left me in charge, boss, but I’m really wishing you’d come back in to work on this with us.”

To say Troy is not happy is the understatement of the century. There is no way he is cutting his day short with Hallie. “Listen, John, I’m all the way up at Copper Mountain and I’m not going to be able to make it back to the base until later tonight. You guys keep plugging along today and I’ll check in with you once I leave my sister’s house tonight and if I need to come in and pull an all-nighter I will. That’s the best I can do.”

“Okay, Troy. I just wanted to let you know what’s going on here. I’ll talk with you later then.”

“Later.”

Fuck. He’ll be damned if he’s going to let this ruin his day. He’s sure Hallie will get his mind off work in no time.

When he knocks on the door to the bathroom and hears the shower on, he opens the door cautiously. “Is it safe to come in yet?”

When Hallie doesn’t answer, he starts to get concerned and opens the door wider. He finally spots her standing near the long counter, her back to the door. He takes a minute to admire her naked body, checking out the beautiful butterfly tattoo she has on her right hip just above her panty line. He suspects he is going to have many hours of enjoyment looking at that tattoo as she is turned over his lap on the receiving end of more ‘funishment’.

Only as he moves closer does he see why she hasn’t answered him. He’s close enough to look over her shoulder and see his open bag in front of her, the silly party favor, poking out of the opening. He’s not sure why he’d even thrown it in at the last minute, but he had. He watches as Hallie reaches out to pick up the heavy wooden spoon, turning it over in her hands, inspecting it.

“Why did you bring this, Troy?”

“I don’t know. I guess I was just trying to be a good boy scout and be prepared.”

He reaches out to stroke her upper arms up and down, trying to comfort her. “Hey. Just toss it back in. You ready for a shower?” She doesn’t answer.

“Talk to me, Hallie. What are you thinking?”

It takes all of his patience to wait for her reply. He wants to turn her around and pelt her with questions about how she is feeling, but knows quiet patience is what she needs as she adjusts to holding a punishment implement in her hands.

He wishes she’d at least turn around so he could see her eyes. He’s just about to pull her to him when she whispers. “You should spank me with this next.”

“Honey, you’ve done nothing wrong. I’m not going to spank you for no reason.”

“Fine, then make it a fun spanking.”

“Honey, I don’t think you’re going to have fun with this spoon. It’s pretty heavy as spoons go. Come on. Let’s get in the shower.”

“Okay.” She turns and hugs him close and he’s relieved, until she pulls away and heads to the massive shower, the wooden spoon still in her hand. Apparently, she thinks it needs a good wash.

Troy takes a few minutes to brush his teeth and take a whiz before heading to join Hallie. The shower is massive, with three showerheads, one on each facing wall and one directly over their head raining down on the center. There is even a long teak bench the width of the shower. This is exactly the kind of shower he would dream of having in his own home in the future and he briefly wonders if any of the houses in Eagle’s Pass will accommodate it.

Hallie is standing under the center rain shower, eyes closed, as she lets the warm water pour over her body. She looks like a slice of heaven with her blonde hair wet and falling halfway down her back. He checks out her curvy ass and is disappointed to find no remnants of the previous night’s spanking. He’s not surprised. It had been pretty light in the wide scale of spankings. Still, he looks forward to the day when he will see the evidence of his mark on her and then he immediately feels like an ass for thinking it because he shouldn’t want to punish her. He has to fight down the guilty feelings he carries when he gets excited at the thought of spanking Hallie.

He steps up behind her, pulling her back to his front and they embrace under the water for a few glorious minutes before he feels Hallie placing the spoon she still holds into his right hand. She doesn’t say anything. She doesn’t need to.

“Honey, you’re trying too hard. You don’t have to prove anything more to me this weekend.”

“Maybe I need to prove something more to myself, Troy. Please.”

Turning her around, he needs to see her eyes. What he finds is guarded excitement and his own cock begins to stir in response. “Are you always this stubborn?”

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