Chapter 52
From that day, from that night onward. The entire journey back to the Empire, his backside had to stay on high alert. A single moment of carelessness and…!
“Gah! Why here? Why!?”
His startled bladder sloshed wildly. Of course, she would even show up where he was relieving himself just to spank his rear.
Swoosh—
“Eek, g-go away!”
“Held it in, did you? My, what a lot there is.”
Smack!
“Haaak!”
“No matter what, you can’t just whip it out and pee anywhere, can you? A man of your standing should know better.”
“Then where am I supposed to…!”
Smack!
“Hmmph!”
The blissful relief of a long-held pee, violently interrupted by a fresh wave of stinging pain.
It was truly, utterly maddening. He was sick of her following him even here, and sick of his own body, which grew more tingling and restless with every spank…
One day, he found himself strung up upside down from a large, ancient tree. He had spotted Jeina sitting alone on a branch late at night and cautiously approached, only for…
“Whoa, whoaah!”
His legs were suddenly yanked up into the air as if he’d been caught in a snare.
Then, with a mere flick of her wrist, his clothes slithered off in one smooth motion, leaving him stark naked in an instant.
Before he could even process the shock of being hung upside down in the nude—Whap!—it came without warning!
“Heeuulk!”
A fierce palm landed squarely on his bare b******s.
“Wh-Why… again…?!”
They weren’t far from the campsite. Anxious, he glanced around and muttered under his breath.
“Why… why…?”
Every single time, she found some new, ridiculous reason to tan his hide. Once, it was because his tongue was too impudent. Another time, it was because his eyes looked too arrogant…
What nitpick would she find this time?
He trembled, bare skin quivering, waiting for the next stinging blow.
“Such a lack of decorum… You, why do you wriggle your backside so much when you ride?”
Smaaack!
“Uuulp! Hng…!”
“Huh? You did it because you wanted to be seen, didn’t you?”
Thwack! At the fierce strike, he clenched his b******s tight, legs flailing.
“Gyahk! Ugh, who would—nngh—you’re the one who…!”
Thwack!
“Haaang! It’s because you, Master, nngh, hit me too much yesterday…!”
“I healed you with magic, didn’t I?”
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! After a continuous scolding rained on his backside, he involuntarily started spilling his true feelings. His bottom was burning, and now, as if by reflex, a fire had ignited further up front, too.
“Eek! My buh-butt! It tickles! It tickles!”
Forgetting his anxiety that someone might come, he screamed.
Thwack! Thwack! “You should be honest with your Master,” she said, her well-trained hand eventually moving to claim one of his jewels.
“Haa… Mmph!”
He writhed in pain, his body shaking uncontrollably.
“Hng…!”
Thwack!
“Ah! Nngh, hnngh…”
Blood rushed, making his head spin. It hurt, it was exciting, it was shameful, it was nerve-wracking…
And on top of it all, he felt close to the edge…
He didn’t want to be any more humiliated here, but a wave of tears suddenly welled up.
In the end, hung upside down from the tree, he burst into loud sobs. That night, he cried his eyes out while thoroughly getting his backside smacked. And at the very end, accompanied by the words, “You’re still the same crybaby as ever,” he also received a kiss.
And now. Now he was being scolded for wetting himself. I’m not a child anymore…
“Stop it! Just stop it!”
He turned his body awkwardly, unable to even pull his pants up properly. Jeina alternated her gaze between his lower half and his face.
“The kids are right over there!”
“So? Just don’t moan and enjoy yourself then.”
“Nngh…”
A moan, softer than one could ever imagine, escaped his lips. He flared up.
“You’re really something! First, you hang me upside down from a tree and spank my a*s.”
“You liked it back then, though. I drained you completely—tears, snot… even your c*m. You were incredibly turned on.”
“…Ha. If we ran straight through, we’d reach the capital in less than three days. Just how long do you plan to keep this up?”
For the first time, Ronius spoke to her with a tone of exasperation. She said nothing, just blinking as she stared at the ground. Just as his brow furrowed in frustration, she opened her mouth as if it were nothing.
“My feet hurt.”
She pointed her chin toward his back.
In the end…
He had to offer his backside as a seat again. Scccrrrunch!
“Eeugh!”
“What a delightful sound. So you’re the great ‘War Hero,’ are they? We could use this as a drum on our triumphant hero’s return journey.”
“…Ngh, hnnn, don’t touch…!”
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Whap! Whap! Whap! The sound sent birds scattering into the sky with a frantic flutter of wings.
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