It's dangerous to go to bars alone! (For Daaharu)

Lia suddenly realized that when she said payback back there it meant... "Uhm... W-haatever??" Lia had been nervously stalling all along. She didn't know why she was stalling, she had asked for this, after all. She'd never done anything even remotely close to actually being in power, but it shouldn't have felt so difficult.

Just go for it you idiot! her mind screamed at her body, getting it to push her suddenly blushing self closer towards Janet, which was hardly necessary, they were already close enough. "Uh... can you uh... " she motioned with a spinning hand, asking her to turn around.

Why was it so hard to do this? She'd been in front of crowds of thousands, why was she so scared of asking Janet something simple like this now? Lia was here to try new things, but this was... too new.

Janet had honestly been a little confused by what Lia had meant when she had said she would pay her back. She didnâ€t know if that meant the girl wanted to repay her for something, by doing something for her, or whether the girl wanted payback in the sense that she wanted revenge. Well, she would follow Liaâ€s lead and see where the light-haired girl directed her.

Liaâ€s first request was for her to turn around. That was simple enough, and it gave Janet some idea of where the albino wrestler might be going with this. “You got it, boss,” she said with a wink, flipping herself over so that she was lying on her belly on the sofa. She pushed her butt up in the air, as if presenting it for Liaâ€s inspection. If revenge was what she wanted, she had it. If not, Janet figured, it would be easy enough to adjust…

If Lia had elaborated, her meaning for paying Janet back was a bit of both definitions. Though as it was, she'd probably be too nervous to even say it, let alone pull off one or the other. But at least Janet was making it as easy as she could for Lia, her ample rear presented quite well for the albino, which of course brought a deep flush to her face. If she didn't do anything now, it was going to be never.

Her hand went off before her mind could tell it what to do. The impact was loud. Very loud. "Aah! S-sorry!" Why'd she do that? To fix her misslap, Lia rubbed the spot where she hit, tracing a small circle on Janet's bum. At least it was still covered, thought the concious part of her, pushing away the slightly-less concious alcohol fueled part that was telling her to remove those impeding garments.

“Aaauauh!” Janet cried out, as Liaâ€s hand came down authoritatively on her bum. The round mass of flesh jiggled beneath the tight material of her pants. Well, that answers that question, Janet thought to herself. If Lia wanted to pay her back for the post-match spanking by reddening her rear end in retaliation—well, Janet had enough alcohol in her to be pretty much okay with that. She probably would have been okay with it completely sober.

She expected another stinging slap, but, instead, her guest apologized, and started rubbing her butt gently, tracing a circle around where the first blow had fallen. “Ahmmmmm…” Janet moaned, her brain failing to make words for a few seconds as Lia continued to rub her ass as if she expected a genie to come out of it. It felt good.

“You…you donâ€t need to be sorry, Lia,” Janet said at last. “Are you, uh, gonna keep going? Or…?” She trailed off, leaving that last question unfinished.

Lia didn't feel BAD for doing it. In fact, she felt good about doing it. It was something about the feeling of doing this to Janet, the word wasn't coming to her. And Janet didn't seem to hate it, so why shouldn't she continue? "Yoou s-sure? I'm g-gonna...", her own words trailed off before she realized her hand was still rubbing and finally stopped it. The very alluring sight in front of her mixed with the fuzziness of her brain pretty decided her next course of action.

Instead of putting in another slap, Lia's pale arms began tugging down on the tight material, she wanted to see the full view. Her drunken rationalization was that in the ring, they weren't wearing any pants, so why should they now? It was a weak reasoning, but it was more than enough to drive Lia into slightly irrational motion.

As soon as she saw a bit of perfect tanned flesh, Lia's mouth moved down and gave it a kiss, something that she'd secretly wanted to do ever since Janet had done the same.

Janet waited for Lia to finish the sentence, but the platinum blonde girl never did. Instead, after waiting a few more seconds, the pale-skinned wrestler grabbed onto the waist of her tight black pants and began to pull them down, exposing the Native American girlâ€s round, tan butt cheeks to the cool air and the glow of the lamp which illuminated the room.

“Oh!” Janet gasped, not expecting to be stripped so abruptly. She didnâ€t really mind it or anything—she just hadnâ€t thought that Lia would be so forward. The rationale that occurred to Lia had occurred to Lakota as well, and, in her slightly-tipsy state, she thought that it was perfectly reasonable. She still shivered a little, though, as her backside was exposed, and then shivered again, letting out a little murmur, as she felt Liaâ€s lips touch her smooth, tan skin.

Lia only then consciously realized that she had her lips on another girl's skin. And not just anywhere, the albino was literally kissing Janet's ass. She immediately nervously moved her head up and away, burning up in embarrassment. That was stupid to do... but the noises Janet was making indicated that the Native didn't hate it. "Uhm... t-tell me if... it's n-not OK..." Lia didn't do smart things when she was handed full control like this, but that must have been the stupidest yet.

But in spite of her misgivings, Lia was sitting there with a perfect round tan rump for her to use right now... And before she knew it, Lia had once again given into some primal state. Her hands ran up and down the freshly uncovered skin, dancing around and releasing light and not-so-light slaps all over the Lakota girl's backside. Was Lia getting... excited by this?

Janet chuckled a little nervously as Lia asked her to speak up if anything wasnâ€t okay. She hoped that the albino girl wasnâ€t feeling pressured into doing anything. As far as Janet knew, she wasnâ€t giving off any sort of signals that would make her companion feel compelled to do something like kiss her butt cheek, but then, she had imbibed a not-insignificant amount of alcohol, as well. Maybe she was giving off a vibe without even realizing it.

“Donâ€t worry,” she reassured Lia, as the girlâ€s hands began to run up and down her bottom again. “Iâ€ll make sure to tell you…but everything right now is okay. Better than okay.” She laughed airily, squealing a little in surprise as Lia unleashed another round of slaps, some light which hardly hurt, some a little harder which were sure to leave a red mark.

Lia was a conservative type normally, so these things were not her usual fare. Anymore anyways. But there really was something about Janet that made doing this feel... not right, but something. Or maybe she was just drunk, but the reason didn't really matter at this point.

"Ok... So... then I'll uhm..." She stopped to take a look at her progress on Janet's ass, which was unevenly shaded, parts were glowing red parts were still the tanned colour. The natural course of action of course would be to even everything out. The saps came a bit slower now, Lia was going to be more precise for this step, but she'd make up for that with a touch more power.

The series of slaps came to a stop, and Janet took the opportunity to compose herself. She had gotten a little excited by the spanking so far, and right now, she had to calm herself down, at least a little. She would inhale, pause for an instant, then exhale, slowing her heart beat down. Her butt burned a little—it had been painful, but it had been pleasurably painful, the spanking that Lia gave her.

“Nnn…now…?” Janet murmured questioningly, waiting for Lia to do something. She did not have to wait too long, because the albino began spanking her again. This time, the blows were more precise, and there was a marked increase in the power that the light-haired beauty put behind each one. The Native American girl would let out a yelp as each spank found its mark.