You're a Private Piñata

"Now... for your punishment." The Angel wipes at her messy face, and turns to the side of the shed, taking a cursory look over what's stored there. Your helpless suspension spins you the other way, and you lose sight for a moment. When you rotate back around you see she's picked up a big plastic rake. "Looks like I've got a special piñata all to myself."

She pats the rake's handle against her palm as she watches you wiggle and spin, until yet again you've turned around. Then she takes the opportunity to swing the other end across your exposed rear. A wet smack precedes your gasp echoing through the little shed, the plastic landing flush over your butt with your sopping costume bunched up in the tangled hose. You kick at the air in vain, and spin around to see the Angel's grin again.

"Aww, a damsel in distress. Don't worry, sweetie, I'll make it fun soon enough," she says, twirling the rake in her hands. As you make another rotation she spanks you once more, rocking you back and forth in the air. You bite your lip to smother your cries, though the pain only stings for a moment. She doesn't give much reprieve, however, her next swing dragging the rake's teeth down the backs of your thighs as a parting gift. One catches your panties, and you hold your knees together in an attempt to keep them up.

During your next rotation you see the Angel hasn't missed that detail, her devilish smile bright as ever. The next spank is harder and faster, lingering as she drags the rake down like before, making sure to bring your soaking panties with it. You feel your face burning anew as your hose-cleft rear is bared completely. Coming around again, she grins up triumphantly, your panties hanging from the rake at her shoulder. "A nice little prize, but I'm not done yet, Princess."

You're getting dizzy, but before you're turned around another time you see her pulling your panties free with her teeth and flipping the rake around. As your sore behind is left to face her, you feel the long plastic handle poke your thigh, keeping you still, before she begins using it in a new way...