“Did I forget to mention that everyone on a leash can be spanked by anyone and everyone who is a member here?” I asked Kitty. “No you didn’t,...�� she said. I snatched her back by her hair, pulled out my strop and spanked her ass ten times. “Did you fucking forget something you insolent cunt?” I queried. “I uh…I don’t… wait please,” she begged as I raised my strop; “SIR,” she screamed. “Best if you don’t forget that again my pet,” I warned. We entered the building and I was greeted by an old. As I related in chapter 2, most of my classmates were commissioned and given orders to report here and there for more training before being shipped to “Nam”. A bunch had requested to go to airborne school and many for ranger school. I was not that gung ho although I did go to jump school. I was given orders to go to graduate school to obtain a masters in psychology and was assigned to military intelligence.So, while my old classmates were slugging through rice paddies and getting bitten by bugs. "Sure, Jack," my mother answered. "Be home by ten." No problem," I said.I idly thought about inviting Jack, but he had seemed pretty moody on his way home after the park. I decided not to bother him.The mall was a ten minute walk. I had my trusty roll of lucky tickets in a small brown bag. I didn't know what I was going to do with them, but I wanted to be prepared for anything.I instinctively headed for the record store when I got to the mall. I debated whether or not I should use a ticket to. When she returned to the household, she was in her new Major's uniform and carrying enough changes of underwear and stockings and shoes to last her the next couple of years. The sergeant driving the jeep saluted her when she exited the open transportation and she returned his salute doing it automatically and correctly despite not doing it for the past few years.Her master was shocked to see her in uniform and with the rank of Major the same as he. It was a crowning blow to his male sense of.