Page 92 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 1

Hallie feels Troy squeezing her hand, bringing her back from her daydreaming. He smiles at her indulgently as Father Henry welcomes the congregation.

“And who presents this woman for marriage to this man?”

Hallie hears the emotion in her uncle’s normally strong voice. “Her Aunt Gina and I.” Adam lifts her short veil and leans in to place a quick kiss on her cheek, whispering in her ear. “I’m so happy for you, Hallie. Your aunt and I love you very much.”

Emotion warbles her voice. “I love you both too, Uncle Adam. I can’t thank you enough for all you’ve done for Troy and me.”

Her uncle moves to take a seat in the front pew next to his wife, pulling her into his arms to comfort her as she is briefly overwhelmed with happy tears.

The rest of the ceremony flies by in a blur for Hallie. She hears the music, enjoys the candles and tries to listen to Father Henry’s message, but she’s distracted by Troy’s calming caresses on her arm linked with his. She sees the twinkle in his eyes as she recites her vows, the word obey prominently included. She also hears his solemn promise as he vows to love, honor, protect and cherish her till death do they part.

They finally arrive at the part of the service Hallie is most looking forward to. Turning them around to face the congregation, Father Henry announces, “I now present to you Mr. and Mrs. Troy Jackson.” The packed church applauds as Father Henry informs Troy that he may now kiss his bride.

Hallie doesn’t have even a second to wait before Troy’s mouth latches onto hers for a very risqué kiss for the middle of church. Father Beauchamp doesn’t seem the least bit bothered and allows Troy to maul his bride for a good thirty seconds until catcalls from their friends and family force them to separate enough for Troy to look down on her.

“I love you, Mrs. Jackson.”

Her heart is ready to burst. “I love you more, Mr. Jackson.”

As perfect as this day has been, by eleven p.m., Troy is more than ready to start his honeymoon. He knows he’ll feel guilty later for cutting their time at the dance short, especially because he’s enjoying watching Hallie dancing with a group out in the middle of the dance floor, but he can’t wait to get his bride alone. They plan on spending tonight in Eagle’s Pass before leaving for their honeymoon to the Caribbean the next day. He decides the next break the band takes, he’s going to urge his wife to start saying their goodbyes.

His wife. He’s married. He has to pinch himself when he realizes how fast things fell into place. The six weeks they’d spent apart from each other at the new year had been hell, but that time also served its purpose. Hallie and Troy had both used that time to figure out what it was that would make them happy in life and luckily, they had both decided it was each other.

Troy smiles as he remembers that not everything has been completely smooth sailing. His young bride has tested his resolve many times and his cock twitches remembering how much fun he’s had guiding her, often over his knee. Considering they met with her tackling him, thinking he was the devil incarnate for beating Traci, the fact that Hallie is whole-heartedly embracing the domestic discipline way of life has him feeling as if he’d won the lottery that snowy night she barged into his life.

Hallie is finally tiring and he sees the relief on her face as the band announces their next break. He’s just about to collect her to make their exit when he’s joined by Brent.

“So, are you two ready to open your gifts?”

Troy’s heart drops. He should be grateful for the overflowing table of gifts, large and small, but he had hoped they could open them when they returned from their honeymoon.

“Hi, Brent. Actually, I was just ready to snag up my bride and take her home to start our honeymoon.”

Brent’s laughter draws several other HoHs over to their small group. The men all start pressuring Troy to open the presents.

“Come on, Troy. I can’t wait for you guys to open your gifts.” Zachary Cunningham, his mentor, had become a good friend in the months since Troy had moved to Eagle’s Pass. “Erin didn’t like the gift I picked out so we got you two gifts. I somehow think Hallie is going to like the one Erin picked out more than mine.”

Troy counters. “Well, thanks, but I think starting the honeymoon is a bit more important that opening gifts, don’t you guys?”

The small group chuckles, several slapping him on the back. “I think you’ll be more than happy if you take the time to open your gifts tonight, my friend. You may just want to put some of them to use in the coming days of your honeymoon.”

The conspiratorial grins remind Troy that the open nature of the Eagle’s Pass spanking community most likely has influenced most guest’s gift choices. Watching Hallie’s hips swaying as she walks his way has him suddenly interested in unwrapping the table full of presents.

“Hello, Mr. Jackson. You need to stop standing on the sidelines and dance with me again, please.”

Hugging her close. “Hello, Mrs. Jackson. The guys here were just convincing me that it’s time to open our gifts. Are you game?”

Her eyes twinkle. “Oh, can we, Troy? I love opening gifts!” Hallie is clapping her hands excitedly as they move the short distance to the table holding the festively wrapped boxes.

Troy somehow doubts she’s going to enjoy her gifts tonight when he hears the round of barely contained chuckles from the HoHs of Eagle’s Pass.

Hallie’s face as she opens the first small box from Danelle and Carrie Ann is priceless. Nestled inside is a small leather tawse. To Troy it doesn’t look very threatening, but Hallie looks as if she’s going to drop it onto the nearby waiter’s tray to be carried away.

Carrie Ann comes forward with a second small box. “I convinced Danelle that if we were going to give you a punishment implement, the least we could do is give you this too.”

Troy unwraps a tube of the same cream Carrie Ann had been passing out on Christmas Eve. “Look Hallie, just in time. You’re almost out of the lotion you got at the Christmas Party.”

Troy can see his wife’s rosy blush as the growing crowd surrounding them to watch them open their gifts laugh jovially. Troy hugs Hallie close. “Just smile, sweetheart. It’s all in fun.

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