Ivy rolled her eyes, tired.
"Yadda,yadda,yadda....shouldn't I be the one that talks too much?....HEY!"
She didn't expect to be turned on her belly, and uselessly tried to get up.
"Alright, enough of that, I want to sleep, quit joking around!"

Jen ground her teeth. Ivy was really tasting her patience... something which the warrior woman never had. "I thought I was clear damn enough. Well, if I wasn't - there are things I'm not going to tolerate from you, while we're together. Especially if they are dangerous to yourself. Your behaviour fickin' calls for a good spanking!" And Jen gave her friend a firm, heavy smack. She w3as still holding Ivy on place, so the bar's butt was vilnarably exposed for this.

At first, Ivy simply remained shocked: both for the fact that her so-called-friend was just spanking her like a naughty little child, and because that single smack actually hurt like hell.
"OW! Have you lost your mind?? Release me! If you're not ok with my methods, keep digging into the mud like a pig, a let me be!"
She tried to squirm away, but her hold was way too strong.

"You're not helping yourself, Ivy." Jem informed. She pulled her frien'd'a pants and underwear down to her knees. "You're acting like a little brat, and also you're acting fuckin' stupid. I don't want you to be killed by bastards like those three and I might not be around all the time to cover your ass. So I'll teach you not to get in trouble!" And Jen started to land heavu smack on Ivy's bare behind - left cheeck, right cheek, left, right and in the middle...

"OW!OUCH! What the hell?? OWW! LET-ME-GO!! You can't do it! You heard me?? OW!"
Alright, she really didn't see this coming. How could she have imagined that today a warrior brute would have literally walloped her behind?
She pushed herself up with all her strenght, but in vain, as Jen was unbelievely strong.

"I can and I'm fuckin' doing it!" Jen cut short, continueing to slap bard's bare bottom. She slapped Ivy in even rhythm, making sure that every part of her bratty bottom recieved some attention. "Cheating is wrong! And cheating with certain people is damn dangerous! It's a bad way to make money! And it's not worthy rising your damn life!" Jen lectured in an irritated tone.

She clenched her teeth as the smacks became faster and pain was unbearable.
It was useless to discuss with a pighead like Jen, so she thought to just stay quiet and wait for the punishment to end.
It was humiliating, it was painful and she surely didn't want it to continue.
"Y-yes! OW! But it's a period where -OUCH!- I don't earn any money! So -OWW!- I did what I needed to survive!"
Tears began forming in her eyes.

"You would not survive if they cutted your throat!" Jen answered. "I'm sure there are honest ways to get some money. In fact, I know many of them! Stop making excuses for lazyness and cheating, damn it!" Now she aimed specifically at Ivy's sitting spots, slapping less hard, but faster.

"AAAHH!! Alright!! Fine! I-I'll just perform and sing to earn money!! OWW!! But please stoooop!"
Ivy really couldn't believe that she was just howling and crying like a baby over her friend's lap.
It was so unrealistic, that it could probably all be just an horrible nightmare....if the pain wasn't that real.

"Now that's what I wanted to hear! And if you break your promise, you'll be over my lap again in no time! Is it clear, Ivy?"

Jen delivered a few more smack to make it memorable for sure. Her friend's bottom was now rather bright amd rather hot. The warrior decided that it was enough - she didn't want to actually turn into Mrs. Norris, that bitch never knew then to stop.

Jen freed the bard. "I'm sorry, but you were freackin' unbearable." she said. "I would just beat you, like, for real, if youm weren't my friend. But you are."