A Twisted Tool Story: Naughty Girlfriend Gets Totally Punished! ♕

Oops, Angel needs a spanking. Again!

Angel’s boyfriend kept the back of his work van neat and tidy, with his tools hung up or arranged in boxes. Of course, he had everything organized perfectly. Swinging the door shut behind him, he walked into the house. And that is how this twisted tool story began.

“I’m back, honey,” he yelled.

“Hey babe, I need a hammer,” she shouted from upstairs. “I’m hanging up a picture.”

He hesitated, but decided “why not?” After all, it was just a hammer. “It’s in the back of my van, sweetheart.”

As he opened the fridge, rooting around for a beer, he heard the front door bang shut. The next morning, having risen early, he left for work.  He opened up the back of the van and stood aghast, his jaw locked into a grimace. “What the FUCK?!” Damn, had someone robbed him? Looking around, he saw that they had opened all of the toolboxes. On top of that, somebody scattered tools and parts all over the vehicle. However, as he checked around, he concluded that nothing was missing except the hammer.

He softly growled under his breath as he realized the truth. As he marched indoors, his boots stomped up the stairs. “Where’s the hammer, Angel?”

She shot out of the bathroom, her body wrapped in a towel, her hair wet and loose around her gorgeous face.

Shit, why did she have to look so damn hot when he was annoyed with her? A smile crept across her face but abruptly vanished as she saw his glare. “Um, it’s here…somewhere?” she said, flustered.

“Angel, you know I like my van neat and orderly, but what did you do? You wrecked it.”

“Did I? But what do you mean? Surely it’s not that bad.” she spoke with mock surprise. Edging forward, she puckered her lips provocatively, as if a kiss would make up for what she’d done.

“What did I tell you? If you mess with my van, what happens?”

She swallowed. “Um, I go over your lap and you, uh, spank me,” she whispered hesitantly, hoping for a moment that he was only kidding. His next action proved that he was quite serious. Loosening his belt buckle, he slowly drew the leather strap out of the loops while looking at her.

Uh oh. She was definitely in trouble now!

Oh no. Had he discovered her cheating trophy wife secret? Her heart began to pound. Surely he hadn’t… “Oh baby, you’re not serious, right?!” she began to say, but he hushed her with another firm stare.

“You’re like a storm, honey. You ride through everything. You need to slow up, take your time.”

“I know,” she murmured softly, “but, you know, I like to get things done.”

Reaching out, he snatched at the edge of the towel, pulling it away. Beneath, her skin glistened, still damp. “Over the end of the bed this time.”

Blue eyes wide, she gasped in shock. Acting as if he’d never punished her before, she said quickly, “I’ll go clean it up right now.”

“You will, but first I’m going to strap that fine ass of yours. ” He snapped the belt into a loop, then lightly smacked the leather against the palm of his strong hand.

There was no escaping her punishment in this twisted tool story!

If Angel could’ve moved any slower, a snail would’ve overtaken her. Dawdling, she took her time getting into position.  No rush, though; he could risk being a little late today.

With her bottom up, face down with her nose in the sheets, she wriggled her butt. Such a fantastic, firm peach, and it was all his. Soon, he’d turn it cherry red by decorating it with perfectly placed, red welts.

Face down, ass up, she squeezed her eyelids shut as she held her breath. With her asscheeks clenched, she knew it would hurt. But she just couldn’t help herself. Her face burned with shame as she realized that her throbbing pussy was already dripping in anticipation.

Lifting the belt, he cracked it over both her cheeks. She flinched and cried out, then moaned helplessly. His jeans dropped a fraction, slipping down his hips, the waistband halted by the bulge. Another five swats, perhaps? Or maybe ten? Yeah, ten should do it.

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