A Life in the Day of Nixdown Nixon - The Woody Back to School Unit

A Life in the Day of Nixdown NixonShe rolled back the sleeves of her shirt,unfastened the top button and loosened her tie. Sheretrieved her gloves and pulled them on.She walked over and stood before me. As Ihave said she is significantly taller than me and I hadto tilt my head upwards to meet her coolly steel gaze.She told me to lower my arms and then tookme firmly by the wrist. “Come with me, young lady,”she told me and started to stride purposefully acrossthe stables towards a conveniently positioned bale ofhay.I had to scurry a little to keep up in order thatI was not being dragged, which would have been atad undignified.We reached the bale of hay and she sat down.In one fluid movement she gave my wrist a tug andpulled me downwards across her lap.She was all business, flipping back my shortskirt and rolling down my bumbags.“Stretch out,” she commanded. “I intend togive you a damn good spanking.”I shuffled into position and felt myself beingpulled tightly into the crease of her lap. I feel theleather of her glove tapping down on my upturnednaked flesh and then she raised her arm in the airand brought it down with an explosive smack.It was not long before I felt the surface of mybum beginning to warm up delightfully.