Dare To Interrupt?
"What... what are you doing?"
Lyra was thinking why this was way off the mark compared to what she thought when suddenly a solid slap came to her bum, making her cry out in pain.
"Ouch... shsss... Ian, what are you doing?"
Ian looked at the jiggling movement of her fat buttocks after his slap in satisfaction.
"Heh... didn't you say you liked it before?"
"Pah..."
"Ah...."
Another solid slap with Lyra's cry echoed in the carriage. Fortunately, this carriage was fairly soundproof, muffling the sound inside as much as possible.
"Pah..."
"Ah..."
"Who told you to punch me that hard?"
"Pah..."
"Ah..."
"When did you become so cunning?"
Ian slapped both buttocks one after another as if punishing a child while Lyra cried loudly. At first, it was clearly out of pain, but Lyra didn't know when her voice became coquettish, as if in pleasure, luring Ian into it.
"Pah..."
"Ah~~"
"Hm?"