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anything, but she thought that
the cadet next to her had. She had no intention of turning her in,
or any other member of the platoon.
    The Captain looked at Colonel Miles, then at
the cadets and nodded. “Very well. In that case, the entire platoon
will receive five strokes each of administrative correction
immediately after the completion of orientation.”
    The Colonel cleared his throat, and Captain
Wagner turned to look at him. “Are you certain five strokes are
quite sufficient for the offense, Captain?” he asked pointedly.
    “No, Colonel, on further consideration, ten…”
The Colonel cleared his throat again. “…fifteen strokes, is the
very least I can assign for such conduct.”
    The Colonel nodded. “I must agree, Captain,”
he said.
    As Robin considered what fifteen strokes of
Sergeant Powers’ crop on her ass was going to feel like, she heard
a high, clear voice behind her call out fearlessly, “I was the one
who spoke, sir. Punish me.” The astonished Robin turned to see who
had the courage to take the platoon’s punishment on herself. She
saw little Jodie Lawrence standing at attention, looking Colonel
Miles straight in the eye.
    The Colonel returned her gaze evenly. “What
is your name, cadet?” he asked.
    “Cadet Jodie Lawrence, sir,” she
answered.
    “Cadet Lawrence, do you mean to tell me that
you were the only cadet to interrupt in that insubordinate
manner?” he asked. “I am certain that I heard several voices.”
    “Yes sir, that is exactly what I mean,” Jodie
responded promptly. “It was me, and nobody else but me.”
    Robin was unable to sit quietly any longer.
She rose to her feet, and she spoke without knowing what was about
to come out of her mouth. “You should punish me, Colonel, sir, not
Cadet Lawrence. I was the one.”
    The two officers turned their heads to stare
at her in amazement. Before either one could react to Robin’s
confession, another sweet, high voice to her right said, “I was the
one, sir, punish me, not them.”
    It was as if a dam burst. For the next thirty
seconds, the great hall echoed with a hubbub of girlish voices as
the entire platoon began to call out confessions and volunteer for
punishment.
    “Attention!” bellowed the red-faced Sergeant
Powers at his most deafening volume. Their military training took
over, and girls obeyed, straightening up to stand as silent and
motionless as statues, with shoulders thrown back, chests forward
and their delightful titties prominently displayed, outlined in
their skin-tight fatigues.
    “I must apologize for my cadets, Colonel,”
Captain Wagner said. “It seems that rather than listening to their
Commandant, they want to play games. With your permission, sir, I
ask to suspend the orientation so that I can accommodate them
immediately.”
    “If you had not asked permission, that would
have been my order to you, Captain,” the Colonel replied. “I think
you must handle this issue expeditiously.”
    “Cadet Lawrence, front and center,” the
Captain ordered. Jodie made her way past her motionless classmates
to the end of the row, and then walked down in front of the stage
to stand directly below Captain Wagner.
    “Cadet, it is your claim that you were the
one and only insubordinate cadet, that you the only one deserving
of punishment?” he asked.
    “Yes sir, Captain,” she replied in a steady
voice. “I was the one and the only one. There wasn’t anybody
else.”
    “Sergeant Powers, will you escort Cadet
Lawrence to the discipline bars outside her platoon barracks, and
see that she has an opportunity to enjoy the cable clamps. I will
give you ten minutes and then I will bring the rest of the platoon
to join you.”
    “Yes sir,” Powers said, coming to the little
cadet’s side. He opened the Velcro loops at the sides of her belt
with a ripping sound. “Cadet, place your hands in the belt cuffs,”
he ordered. The girl put her hands at her hips, and the Sergeant
quickly tightened the closures