“Well, you are going to have to feed me soon, though.”
“That can be arranged, as long as you’re happy with room service again. I want to wait as long as possible to put our clothes back on.” Troy is thinking a week should do it.
“Shower first?”
“Only if that’s a shower for two?”
“Oh hell yes.”
Troy moves in for a kiss, but Hallie diverts. “Ewww. I have morning breath. No kisses before we brush our teeth. That’s one of my rules.”
“Fine. I’ll go start the water. Why don’t you grab our bags and meet me in there?”
Hallie’s face looks panicked. “Wait. Can I use the bathroom first? I mean…”
“After all of the kinky things we’ve done in the last twenty four hours and you’re gonna get shy on me now?”
“There are some things a woman just needs some privacy on, Troy.”
He kisses her nose. “Okay for now, but I don’t want to let you out of my sight for too long.”
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. Well 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 Corbin’s Bend 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 half way 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?”
“Yes. What are you going to do about it?”
“Oh baby, you don’t need to try to pick a fight with me to give me a reason to spank you. If this is what you want, then I can do this for you… for us. It’s just for fun though, so we’ll stop as soon as you’ve had enough. Just tell me to stop, okay?”
She looks conflicted. “Troy, I know myself. I’m going to tell you to stop right away. Aren’t you supposed to give me a safeword or something? I mean that’s what happens in some of the books I’ve read.”
Troy can’t help but laugh. “Great. First my sister and now you. Both of you being corrupted by naughty romance novels.”
“Hey, you should be glad I read those. The good ones really get me going, if you know what I mean.”
“Oh, I can imagine. Never fear. I’m not going to take your naughty books away from you, unless you’re naughty yourself. Maybe that could be one of your punishments.”
“Evil man.”
“Safewords are used in more BDSM type scenes. We won’t use a safeword with our domestic discipline, Hallie. You won’t be able to just get out of a punishment with a word or by saying to stop. That’s why it’s so important you know what you’re signing up for in advance so you can give me your consent because I won’t be asking if you agree before every spanking. It’s way too late by then.”
“So what about the non-punishment spankings. What if I want to stop one of those?”
“Well in
that case, I guess a safeword would be fine. There are actually several couples in Corbin’s Bend pretty heavy into the BDSM scene. We can talk about that more later.”
She looks settled. “Fine. I choose butterfly.”
“So you have a thing for butterflies, eh? I love the tattoo on your back. I think I’m going enjoy inspecting it often as I have you turned over my knee.”
He detects the shiver that runs through her body at the thought of being over his knee. “Okay, young lady. One funishment coming up. Let’s get cleaned up first.”
Troy spends the next ten minutes spoiling Hallie, selfishly scrubbing her from head to toe, inspecting every inch of her body intimately with his soapy fingers, being careful to bring her close to a climax, but stopping short of allowing her to come. He finishes up washing her hair, massaging her scalp until she’s moaning with pleasure.
When she opens her eyes, he can see her passion shining. He prays he’s reading her right and what he’s about to do only flames her fire and doesn’t douse it. She wants to push the envelope, so he’s going to push.
“You feel nice and clean, baby?”
“I’ve never felt so relaxed in all my life. That was amazing.”
“I’m glad. I’m going to finish up in here. I want you to get out and dry yourself off. Then I want you to go into the bedroom and wait for me.” He sees she’s about to argue to stay with him in the shower, but he holds up his fingers to shush her. He then reaches down to the bench to grab the now wet spoon.
“Take this with you. When you’re dry, I want you to bend over the end of the bed with this gorgeous ass of yours on display for me. Lay the spoon on the bed next to you where you can see it and I want you to wait for me. I’ll be in when I’m ready.”
Her passion is replaced with panic. “Take a deep breath, Hallie. I’m not going to punish you. Remember, this is just going to be a funishment. I’m layering in some of the other things you can expect when it’s a real punishment. I want you to see how it makes you feel so we can talk about it later. Are you okay or did you change your mind? It’s okay if you did because I never expected to go this far this weekend anyway.”
He’s relieved the panic is gone, but she is undecided. He watches her steel herself. “So I can use my safeword, right?”
“Absolutely.”
She slowly reaches out to take the spoon from his hand. She stands under the water, looking down at that spoon for a torturously long thirty seconds. Troy knows he should put a stop to this. She’s not ready. Then she looks up and he sees the passion is back.
She almost unmans him with her quiet. “Yes, sir.”
Chapter 13
Hallie is shivering as she lays across the end of the king bed, naked and waiting for Troy. She’d love to blame it on the room being too cold, but she knows it’s a mix of anticipation and fear at the heart of her tremble.
She opens her eyes again to take in the sight of the hard wooden spoon only a few inches from her face. She had tested smacking her hand with the spoon before getting into the awkward position. The lightest taps had barely registered, but she had used enough force on her last test to know that Troy could really light up her ass if he wants to.
The fact that she can stop him at any time should make her feel better, but it doesn’t. She just wants to get it over with. To know once and for all that she has what it takes to live in Corbin’s Bend, at the minimum to be near her aunt and uncle but more importantly, she prays to make it her home with Troy.
Her brain knows it’s way too fast. That they barely know each other, but it doesn’t matter. She knows with every ounce of her being that she is in love with Troy. She has never met a man like him and she’s not willing to throw it away by letting a pesky thing like domestic discipline get in the way. To be truthful, the concept of DD actually sits well with her. It’s just the actual practice when the rubber hits the road that she’s just not convinced she can handle.
She’s startled when she hears the bathroom door opening. She had purposefully chosen to face away from the bathroom so she wouldn’t have to see Troy looking at her as he comes to her preparing to spank her.
She feels the bed dip as he sits next to her, startling her as he lays his right hand on her lower back, tracing the outline of her tattoo.
“Take a deep breath, Hallie.”
She hadn’t even realized she had been breathing shallow in her anticipation. The fact he noticed reassures her.
“Tell me what you’re feeling right now. How waiting here makes you feel.”
“Nervous, I guess. I don’t really know what to expect yet.”
“That’s understandable. Do you want to know what I saw when I came in here?”
She whispers, “Yes.”
“I see the most beautiful woman in the world choosing to trust me by giving her body over to me. I don’t take this lightly Hallie. I really do know that you’re doing this for us, aren’t you? To prove to both of us that we have what it takes to live in Corbin’s Bend?”
“We need to know.”
“Yes, we do. But there is time. Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m sure. I do have one more request though. We do get to have sex after funishments, right?”
She loves his laugh. “Oh Hallie, just try to stop me. Now, for future reference, when I have you waiting for a punishment or funishment, I want you to spread your legs open a bit more.” She feels his hands on her inner thighs, spreading her open until her toes leave the floor and she is left hanging over the bed awkwardly. “That’s perfect.”
He’s moved around her body so that she can see him as he leans down into her line of sight. She sees he is as naked as she is and that thrills her, especially when she spots his growing erection.
“Let me help you up.” She’s confused. She’d thought he would just spank her over the bed, but he instead sits where she had been laying and pulls her close to stand between his legs, hugging her to him. With their height difference, they are almost eye-to-eye. She can sense him evaluating her readiness to proceed and she’s relieved when he doesn’t ask her again.
“Drape yourself over my lap, resting your chest on the bed here next to me.” He pulls her into position, holding her body close to his with his left arm draped over her waist. She can feel his cock pressing against her left hip and is surprised when he uses his right hand to spread her once again, splitting her legs on either side of his left leg. She feels exposed, which she’s sure is exactly how he wants her to feel. He wraps his right leg around her left, intertwining them intimately, but also helping to immobilize her further. He’s been moving slowly as not to freak her out, but only now does she realize just how vulnerable of a position she’s in.
They sit silently, each of them mentally slipping into their new roles. She knows he’s ready when she feels his right hand massaging her ass, taking the time to graze across her wet folds and clit.
“Keep your hands above your head, Hallie. I never want you to try to reach back to stop me. I don’t want to risk hurting your hand.”
“Oh, but hurting a perfectly good ass is fine?” She meant it to be funny, but her voice is too strained and comes out sassy.
“And here I thought you were smart enough not to sass me when you’re in such a precarious position. It’s a good thing this is a funishment or I’d be adding on for a comment like that.”
“Sorry. I’m just nervous.”
“Well, I’ll let you in on a secret. I am too.”
“You are?”
“I want to be your HoH, Hallie. That means I want you to trust me to always do what’s right for you. I’m nervous that we are rushing you on the punishment thing. There is time for us to ease into this.”
“It’s a funishment and I have a safeword. Please Troy. I need to know.” She can’t believe she is actually begging him to light up her bottom and the strangest thing is she really means it, although she already has one answer. Even draped naked over his lap waiting for his first slap, she still feels s
afe.
His first spank lands on her right cheek. It’s surprisingly tentative and she’s about to call him on it when his next spank connects with her left side and it’s much harder. He’s methodically slow and steady, using his hand to spread heat to every part of her bottom, but careful not to overwhelm her. She’s conscious of his left hand holding her hip, massaging her gently even as his right hand delivers pain. If she had any doubt about him enjoying himself, it’s gone as she feels his cock pressing hard against her hip.
Just as the heat level is becoming uncomfortable, he stops to intimately inspect her exposed pussy. She’s embarrassed to feel how easily his fingers slide through her lower lips.
“Oh Hallie, honey. You are making me a very happy man right now, you know that, don’t you?”
She says the first thing that pops into her head. “Yes, sir.”
“Oh Christ.”
One minute he’s massaging her ass, bringing the tingle to the surface, the next his hand is crashing down, slapping her harder than before.
“Owee.”
“Shh. Take your funishment like a good girl.” Oh God. He’d said it. She does want to be his good girl.
The next few minutes stretch out for Hallie. The heat is building up, but just as it starts to get unbearable, he moves on to cover a new spot. When he moves lower to where her thighs meet her ass, it gets harder for her hold still.
“Troy, it hurts more there.”
“I know, baby. This is your sit spot. I’ll go easier on it today, but you are gonna hate when I spend time here in the future.”
“Thanks for the warning.” She can hear his chuckle.
She can no longer remain still. She tries to wiggle free of his grip, but he only holds her tighter. Just when she is about to try to push off the bed, the spanking stops and his fingers return to her pussy. This time, he pays a bit more attention to her needs, stroking her folds and finally sliding what feels like several fingers deep inside her.
“Oh God, that feels so good.” Before she can finish that thought, his fingers are moved onto her clit, brushing it lightly to tease her before pinching her clit… hard. “Oh Troy! I’m gonna come.”
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