Page 93 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 1

This is part of living in Eagle’s Pass.”

Hallie whispers back. “Maybe, but I spent a lot of time registering. I’m not going to be happy if the only gifts we get help you stay stuck in 1950.”

He can’t help but hug her close before the crowd cheers them on. The next three gifts are all punishment implements. Namely a heavy wooden brush, a sturdy Irish school strap and a set of ping pong paddles. Hallie’s face turns a deeper shade of pink with each gift, but Troy is pleased that he can also see the passion in her eyes as she lifts each device, knowing that each will eventually connect with her bare bottom during intimate time spent over her husband’s lap. Since most of her spankings to date have been the funishment kind, she hasn’t learned to dread a spanking as Troy suspects she may in the future.

Luckily, they hit a few household gifts from their registry returning Hallie to cloud nine. Between the toaster, glass vase and crockpot, they add wrist and ankle restraints, nipple clamps and a rattan cane to their punishment stash.

They’re nearing the end of the pile when they open the card indicating the next gift is from Dr. Devon and his wife Cadence. Troy doesn’t even see what’s under the tissue paper, but he can see by the beet red hue of Hallie’s cheeks that the contents are not another set of bath towels.

“What is it, Hallie?”

“Nothing. Let’s open the last gift now.”

“Don’t be rude. Marcus and Cadence are still here and they’re watching us open the gift.” Her whisper is urgent. “I don’t care, Troy. I don’t want to show anyone this gift.”

“Not even me?”

“Especially not you.”

Curiosity pushes Troy to wrestle the box from Hallie’s hand. Lifting the tissue paper, he can see why. Even he’s a little scandalized by the gift from the good doctor, having never considered this particular punishment before. If the rise of his cock is any indication, he suspects they’ll be putting this gift to use sooner rather than later.

Brent prods him to show off the gift. “Come on you two. We want to see too.”

“No fucking way, Troy. I swear to you. I’ll…”

He hugs her tight to whisper in her ear, “Oh, baby. You and that potty mouth are just begging to try out some of these gifts, aren’t you? In fact, this gift in particular might really help get that potty mouth under control.”

“Troy… no way…”

He lets her off the hook. “I was talking about using one of the bars of soap in the box. Maybe a good mouth soaping would help.”

Hallie grabs the box, opening to take another peek and is looking more distressed by the minute.

“What is it, Troy?” a voice from the crowd yells.

Marcus helps them defuse the moment. “Now, that’s none of your business you busybodies. Only Troy and Hallie need to know.”

Another voice breaks through. “You gave them your trademark medical kit, didn’t you,

Doc?”

Marcus just grins.

Troy and Hallie are the only ones who can see the large enema bag with inflatable nozzle nestled in the tissue paper next to the thick, round thermometer, two bars of soap, a jar of lube and three sizes of graduating anal training plugs. It really is a treasure chest of naughty medical paraphernalia and Troy now realizes he’s going to have to be careful if he wants to keep the entire group of guests from spotting his raging hard-on straining to escape his tuxedo pants.

“Cadence and I wanted to share some of our favorite medical supplies with you two newlyweds.”

His wife smacks him playfully. “Speak for yourself, Marcus. I’m so sorry, Hallie, but I couldn’t talk him out of it. He says it’s kind of his trademark gift for all newlyweds in town.”

Hallie turns to hide her blazing face against his chest and Troy loves wrapping her in his arms.

Gently lifting her chin with his finger, Troy brings her gaze up to meet his. “Hallie, honey. I love you. I don’t want you to be upset on our wedding night. I promise not to overwhelm you with all of this stuff right away.”

To Troy’s surprise, Hallie’s gaze is no longer one of embarrassment, but is now blazing with returned passion. They seriously need to leave for their honeymoon.

“Let’s open our last gift and then we can go home, okay?”

Hallie manages a shy nod. Troy can see the sexually charged gifts are having the desired effects on his new bride.

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