���� He woke up
sore.� �Damn, I feel like I can�t
move?�� He twisted around and realized
his arms were numb.� �I really must�ve
slept hard?!�� He layed
still for a moment waiting for his arms to come back to life.� �And why in the hell is it so dark in here?�
He thought.� He knew he went to bed at
his usual time;
��� �The light was blinding.� He wanted to cover his eyes but there was no hope of that with his arms being bound behind his back.� He slowly blinked a few times trying to let his eyes adjust to the light.� It was then he realized he wasn�t in his own bed at all.� He was on some kind of foam mattress.� Not the kind they sell in department stores, but some raggedy and filthy thin mattress.� �What in the hell�.� His thought was again interrupted by a stern voice.� �I see our sleeping beauty is awake!�� The voice was that of a woman, but it was not soft or pleasant by any means.� Her voice was rather stern and demanding.� It reminded him of his days in boot camp many years ago.� He was trying to digest this all; trying to figure out who the hell this woman was and where the hell he was at when a swift kick hit him right square in the gut.� �umphhh�.�� It knocked the wind out of him.� He slowly opened his eyes to see some small feet; clad in tall leather high heeled boots.� When the wearer of these boots bent down and looked him in the eyes, it almost took his breath away.� This woman, this woman who had just kicked him right in the stomach; she was amazingly beautiful!� He was guessing her to be about 5�7�.� She had a slender frame but her tits were pouring out of her black corset top and for a moment he forgot about the pain in his stomach AND the numbness in his arms and hands.�
���� She has the most luscious tits I have ever seen in my life, he thought.� He wanted to reach out and touch her creamy soft skin but soon realized that wasn�t possible.� She had long red hair.� It was curly and very, very long.� One ringlet kept falling over her right eye.� He wouldn�t mind taking his fingers and moving it behind one of her ears; like he had done with his x wife so many times.� What a beauty this woman was.� From what he could see, she was wearing a very short black leather mini skirt to compliment her tall boots and corset.� The way she kneeled down he could almost make out her panties under her skirt.� �Oh to be able to feel that�� he started to think.� She spoke again.� She had a much softer tone this time.� �You know, you men are all the same.�� He opened his mouth to speak but she put her finger up to his lips to quiet him.� �Here you are tied up, lying half naked on this dirty old mattress in my basement; and I can tell all you are thinking about is touching me.�� That got his attention.� �Wait just a damn minute here.� I don�t know who the hell you are lady but I�m an important man.� Why in the hell am I here anyways?� Who the fuck are you?� I demand answers NOW.�� With that she laughed at him.� She then turned to a 2nd female behind her.� He hadn�t even noticed this other beauty until now.� �I think he needs more time alone, don�t you Isabelle?�� �Yes Mistress.� I believe he needs to learn some manners.�� With a smile the beauty squatting down next to me motioned for this Isabelle woman to come next to her.� �I want you to prepare him nicely for me Isabelle, is that clear?�� �I want him shaved, gagged, and shackled to the far wall.�� �Yes Mistress.�� Said this other beauty.� With that, this Mistress bitch, whomever she was stood up, looked down on me, spun around on her heel and left the room.� �This is starting to feel like some of that BDSM erotic shit that I read online when no one is around.�� He thought to himself.� �I need to get the fuck out of here!��
Chapter 2
���� Isabelle went over and flicked on a switch.� The whole room flooded with blinding light.� She could see he was struggling with many different things.� He was aggravated by even more bright light in the once black room; his arms were tied so tightly behind his back that surely he must not have any feeling in them.� He had just noticed that he was only wearing his boxers, and he had a look of bewilderment on his face.� �He is a handsome man.� Isabelle thought to herself.� He had sexy bright blue eyes, the kind that can just cut right through you.� His hair was obviously well maintained in some uppity salon.� It had that trying to messy on purpose look to it.� It was mostly jet black but she noticed there were a few lighter brown wisps in it.� Both his fingernails and toenails were very well manicured.� She could also see a spot on his ring finger; left hand; where he had once worn a wedding band.� �He must have been married for at least a couple of years.� She thought.� Now his body; that was something to marvel over.� He had such a firm body.� �He wasn�t �buff� by any means; but his arms were very well defined as was his chest.� She could tell he worked out enough to stay healthy.� He had a big patch of chest hair which would definitely have to go.� Although his cock wasn�t hard, Isabelle could see from the formation in his boxers that he appeared to be pretty well endowed.� She would guess about 7 inches or so.� He appeared to be about 5�11�, but she would know for certain soon enough.�
���� She was smiling to herself thinking about how nice it was going to be to prep this man when he spoke up.� �Look Isabelle, I don�t know you, but if you get me out of here I�ll pay you a huge reward.� I�m a very rich man.� For all I know you have been held captive here too.� I promise; no charges.� Just please, Isabelle, untie me and get me out of here.�� Oh this is going to be fun she thought.� �Mr. Patterson, I KNOW who you are.�� �How in the�� he started to say.� �Look- shut up.� If you just go with the flow here, things will be a lot easier for you.� Although I do believe Mistress will rather enjoy herself if you do keep resisting.�� He looked shocked.� �How do you know who I am?� Who is this �Mistress?��� Isabelle had to keep from laughing.� She turned her back to him and could feel his eyes burning a hole through her tight leather shorts.� She had a great body and she loved that Mistress dressed her so sexy.�
���� Today she was wearing some very tight short shorts.� Her round firm ass looked magnificent in them and she knew it.� She had just the right amount of butt cheek hanging out of them too.� She had very long legs and the 5� black stiletto heels she was wearing just accentuated them more.� She also wore a black leather halter, which lifted her breasts up and out.� She always wore her collar around her neck, and today Mistress put her special collar on her.� It was black, but it had a small charm hanging from it.� Mistress gave it to her on their 3rd anniversary together.� It read:� �Isabelle, beloved slut.�� She left her hair down today.� It was also very long, but unlike Mistress�s, hers was bone straight and blonde.� She had deep green eyes like Mistress, and a pouty little mouth which she had learned to use to her advantage.�
���� �Mr. Patterson,
Don�t you recognize me?�� She couldn�t
see him as her back was still turned, but she could still feel that stare of
his on her ass.� �Am I supposed to? I
think I�d remember such an attractive lady such as you Isabelle.�� With that Isabelle turned and looked him
straight in the eye.� �Mr. Patterson, you
honestly don�t recognize me at all?��
�You are tall, blonde, and have a great body.� So do 99% of the people who work for me,
Isabelle.� I�m sorry if I offend you, but
honestly, NO, I don�t know who you are.��
�Well this is going to be more fun that I expected.� Isabelle
thought.� �Ok Mr. Patterson, you like to
shut your office door everyday at
���� �All in due time
Patty.� But for right now, you just need
to know that I tracked your online surfing for quite awhile, I reported them to
your x wife, we became fast friends when we learned we had some of the same
common interests, which led me to introduce her to Mistress at a club one night
and we have all been planning your transformation every since.� Your x wife is thrilled you are here.� She is actually paying for your
training.� I guess it�s good she got all
that money in the divorce settlement, huh Patty?� She has said you would have been the perfect
husband if only you could have accepted her desire for other men.� OTHER BLACK MEN that is�� But you didn�t and now here you are.�� �Your training will last about 6 weeks.� The first 2 will be the hardest for you.� If you learn to just give in to your desires
and true submissiveness, things will go a lot smoother for you.� Now we need to get you up and get you ready
for Mistress.� She has plans for you
tonight Patty.�� She looked down upon him
and he was starting to look defeated.� Better safe than sorry though; best to call in
Chapter 3
���� Patty�s eyes were
as big as saucers when he seen
���� Patterson felt
like he was in a dream or something.�
This was just fucking surreal.�
�What the fuck is happening to him,� he thought.� Through no help of anyone, his cock started
to get hard.� �Oh shit� not now.� Please boy, calm down.� Don�t get hard on me.�� He realized getting hard looking at porn was
one thing but he had a really big black man, in real life standing in front of
him here.� He was a fortune 500 type of
guy.� He wore suits and played golf.� �This can�t be happening to me.��
���� �Now Patty, if
Isabelle unties your hands, you�re going to be a good little slut, right?�� Patterson looked down.� �I� I� guess.��
���� Before he knew what was happening, Isabelle had one of his arms above his head and locked tightly into a leather restraint.� He still couldn�t feel the damn things.� They were starting to tingle though.� She quickly grabbed his other arm and up it went into the other leather restraint.� He looked up and noticed that these restraints weren�t going anywhere.� They appeared to be welded onto some large piece of metal that was hooked onto a glider.� The metal piece could be moved up or down depending on a person height he guessed?� He wasn�t sure.� Finally his arms started to feel like arms again.� Oh how they ached though.� It was almost better having them numb.� He was aching in places he didn�t know he could ache at!� He wondered how long he had been tied and alone in this basement before meeting his �new friends.��
���� As if reading his
mind, Isabelle spoke up.� �You�ve been
here for almost 28 hours Patty.� Don�t
you remember walking out to your car in the parking garage after work on Friday?� There was a black man and a blonde kissing
and rubbing on each other 2 cars down from yours.� Well they are residents here at in Mistress�s
mansion too.� They followed you home
Patty.� You are pretty predictable.� Eat, shower, jack off, a little TV and then
you were in bed by
���� At that point
Isabelle asked
���� �
���� Patterson didn�t
like the idea too well.� Isabelle started
by getting his chest wet and soapy with a big sponge.� She let the water sit on him and it felt
good.� It was helping his sore
muscles.� She also washed under his arms
and his cock.� He got an instant hard on
when she touched his cock.� �I see
someone is coming back to life again.� She laughed.�
��� �Isabelle expertly shaved all the hair away from his underarms AND arms.� He wasn�t expecting that.� She then rubbed him down with some soothing gel.� It felt good against his freshly shaven skin.� She told him that his skin will get used to being shaved eventually.� �No it won�t.�� He thought.� Isabelle now kneeled before him.� His cock got rock hard.� She ignored his cock though and started shaving all the hair off his pubic area.� She shaved his balls and even parts of his cock.� He stayed rock hard even though he had a slight fear she might cut him while shaving those sensitive areas.� When she was done he had a rock hard cock pointing straight up� completely bare.� Not a hair on it.� She then proceeded to admire her work.�
����
���� �You look good
Patty.� I think we need to shave your
legs too though.�� �Isabelle, c�mon now�I
don�t think�� ��SHUT UP PATTY.�� And then she smiled at him.� Another 10 or so razors used and both of his
legs were shaved clean of hair.� He felt
�so naked!�� She even shaved a few little
hairs off his feet!� �What do you think
����
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Chapter 4
���� What happened over the next few hours was both painful and erotic for Patty.� He lay now, chained to a mattress; left alone with only his thoughts.� He couldn�t stop thinking about how pathetic he had become.� Maybe that is why they left him here this way.� So he would have too much time to think.� It was all just so surreal.� How did he get himself into this mess anyways?�
��� �After Isabelle had gotten him face down on the
table, she had secured his ankles and his wrists.� She also placed some kind of strap across his
back and it hooked on each side of his waist to the table.� He couldn�t be sure what it was, as he
couldn�t see it.� He could only feel what
she was doing.� Once she got him secure,
she raised the table up several inches.�
She then removed a piece of table that was supporting his head.� He had to either hold his head up level or
let it hang down.� He deviated back and
forth between the two.� He heard a
buzzing noise and heard
���� �Ready,
Patty?�� He heard Isabelle say.� He wasn�t sure what he was supposed to be
ready for.� All of the sudden he felt
something cold and loud on his head and before he knew it, he saw his hair on
the ground.� �No Isabelle, not my hair, PLEASE.�� They both
told him it would make him be a better looking sissy and she kept buzzing his
hair off.� His hair wasn�t long to begin
with; but he prided himself in his hair.�
It was cut to look messy and it was easy to keep up.� He thought he looked much like Jude Law.� Nooooo not his hair.� He didn�t want to lose the hair on his
HEAD.� While all these thoughts were
running through his mind he didn�t notice
� ���She took her time in shaving his head
bald.� She was telling him how his pretty
blue eyes would stand out so much better now.�
She had said he�d look good as a blonde.�
He remembered thinking how in the hell was she going to make him blonde.� He was fucking bald now.� Little had he known�� Finally, Isabelle seemed happy with her
work.� She rubbed her small hands across
his head telling him how nice and smooth it felt.� She put a bucket under his head and told him
to let his head hang.� She then poured another
bucket of warm water over his entire head.�
It felt good.� Any warmth felt
good at this point.� Isabelle then dried
his head with a towel and stepped in front of him to admire her work.� �You look so much more feminine now
Patty.�� She had said.� �But� I think what you really need is a whole
new look.�� She turned around and
���� Isabelle walked back over and stood in front of him.� �Which do you think Patty?� Long or short?�� He couldn�t believe she was holding 2 wigs in front of him.� One was long and blonde.� It was wavy and if worn by a woman, he thought it�d be pretty damn sexy.� The other was short and red.� It reminded him of some goth type girls he�d seen.� He didn�t want to WEAR either.� Isabelle piped up.� �Ok Patty if you don�t choose one, I�ll choose for you.�� He slowly said under his breath, �blonde.�� It was so humiliating.� He couldn�t believe he had just asked to wear a blonde wig.� Isabelle quickly placed the wig onto his head.� It went on easy and nothing poked out as she had already shaved his natural hair off.� It felt much like wearing a hat he supposed.� It wasn�t so bad.� Well it wasn�t bad until she brought over a mirror and told him to have a look at himself.�
���� He could have shit on himself when he seen himself in the mirror.� HE ACTUALLY RESEMBLED A CHICK.� He had no facial hair, no body hair, and now long blonde waves framing his face.� He hung his head back down hoping the wig would fall off, but it didn�t.� Isabelle also warned him that if he let that wig fall off, she�d pin it to his head.� Something told him she wasn�t kidding.� He kept his head up, looking straight ahead.� He seen Isabelle come around to his back.� She made some clicking noises on the table and all of the sudden his cock was free.� She must have removed a small piece from underneath his pelvis.� To his own surprise, his cock was semi hard.� He had no idea why?� The next scene brought his cock to a raging hard on.� It felt like wood it was so stiff.�
���� Isabelle got down
on her knees in front of
���� Isabelle slid her
shorts off to display a clean shaven pussy.�
She also had a few piercings near her clit it looked like.� With just her tits hanging out of her halter
top and some heels on, she was a sight for sore eyes.� I could smell her sweetness and wanted to
taste it so bad.�
���� Sensing my
growing desire they both moved a bit closer to me.� They were only about 3 feet in front of me
now.� Had my arms been free, I could have
almost touched them.� Isabelle was
sucking and slurping on his cock so good.�
She was taking more and more into her mouth.�
����
���� My own dick betrayed me and started getting hard again.� Normally after I come once that�s it.� I need at least an hour before I try to get it hard.� Even then I need some help.� A hand, a mouth, whatever� Here it was getting hard again all on its own.� How could my dick be getting hard when A.) I just came. B.) I am strapped to a table.� And C.) I am strapped to a table wearing a fucking blonde wig?� It made no sense to me.� Sir Wayne continued to fuck Isabelle�s face.� It went on for what seems forever.� Finally I seen his balls tighten and I couldn�t wait to see him cum.� I was ready to cum again too.� My own dick was pulsating.� Sir Wayne pulled out of Isabelle�s mouth and shot a long stream of hot cum all over her face.� He then grabbed the head of his dick and asked her:� �You want some more baby?�� She had said �Yes Sir, Please.�� He then let another long stream spray out on her face.� My own dick betrayed me and came a 2nd time.� I only had about 3 drops come out of it. I couldn�t see it; but I knew my dick and I knew it didn�t have much juice left.�� Isabelle�s face was almost covered in cum.� I couldn�t cum that much if I tried.� He grabbed his dick for a 3rd time and told her to open up.� She opened her mouth wide and he shoved his full 11 inches down her throat.� I could see her swallowing over and over again.� He finally pulled out and I thought he�d be exhausted.� I was shocked to see his big black cock still hard as a rock.
��� �Isabelle then moved over to the table I was on.� She started to untie me.� �Finally, some rest.� I had thought.� I sat up on the table and Sir Wayne grabbed a hold of one of my arms.� �Stay put Patty.�� He then pushed on my chest making the motion that I should lay down.� This time I was on my back.� Isabelle returned the head piece for me and I was able to relax in what seemed like hours.� She then lowered the table about 7 inches.� Looking down at me she said �Now Patty, you may look, but you MAY NOT TOUCH.�� I wondered how I was to touch anything with my hands in these damn restraints at my side.� I tried looking around the room but I couldn�t see much.�
���� Sir Wayne must have removed his clothes at some point because he now stood over top of my head and he was completely naked.� His balls were about 2 inches from my mouth.� All I could see is his cock and balls.� I was amazed that his cock was still hard and ready to keep going.� He had cum so much I thought he�d want to sleep like I did.� I could barely make out Isabelle backing up and bending over.� �Yeah, that�s right Patty.� We�re going to fuck right on top of your face.�� My eyes were wide with excitement.� I could almost forgive being kidnapped, shaved, bound to a table and wearing a wig by this point.� Almost.� Isabelle slowly started backing up on his cock.� It was incredible to see her pussy stretch so wide to allow his mammoth cock inside.� She backed up about half way onto his cock before stopping.� �Mmmm Sir, your cock is so big.�� �Yes it is.� I thought to myself.� My dick once again betrayed me and started to grow hard.� Slowly Sir Wayne started to slide in and out of Isabelle�s pussy.� He was only putting about half of his giant cock in her.� Her pussy was tight around him.� I could almost see him reach his hands to her hips and pull her back further on him.� Pretty soon he had a rhythm going.� Her pussy was so wet it was making a sloppy noise.� After about 5 minutes of fucking just half of his dick she yelled she was going to cum.� I seen her pussy retract and then her sweet cum came oozing out of her pussy hitting my forehead.� �Awe baby, you just made a mess in Patty�s hair.� He said.� I had a sticky cummed on wig stuck to my forehead but I didn�t even care at that point.�
���� Now Sir Wayne was really going at it.� He pulled Isabelle�s hips back even further and he thrust all of his huge cock deep inside her.� When she tried to move forward a bit, he slapped her ass hard and brought her back even harder.� He was pounding her pussy now.� I�m not sure if she was in pain or pleasure or both.� Sir Wayne was telling her �Make this big black cock cum.�� I know mine was about to cum again.� I just wanted to stroke it so bad.� I had the urge to touch my cock and lick Sir�s balls at the same time.� I remembered Isabelle�s warning about not touching though; so I assumed she meant no tongue.� I wasn�t sure I could �really� lick his balls, but I had fantasized about licking big black balls before.� �If only I could touch my own cock though; it needed to cum again so bad.� I couldn�t believe I needed to cum again.� 3 times is unheard of for me.�
���� Sir was now slapping Isabelle�s ass with every other thrust.� He was holding her hips tight with one hand and slapping her hard with the other.� His balls were almost slapping me in the face.� An inch or so more closer�� He slowed down and pulled his cock out.� He leaned back a bit and let his whole cock dangle in my face.� �You like that don�t you Patty.�� He then pressed the head of his cock up against Isabelle�s asshole.� �oh hell no.� There is no way she can take that big thing in her ass!� Well, so I thought.� I really didn�t think that women really enjoyed anal sex.� I thought it was just a fantasy played around with online and in porn mags.� I almost wanted to yell out to him to stop.� Tell him to leave her alone now.� But the part of me that wanted to see that huge black dick slide in that teeny little asshole won out.�
���� He slowly put the head of his cock up against her asshole.� She was squirming and he slapped her ass and told her to hold still.� It took him about 3 or 4 minutes to get just the head in.� She was asking him to please stop.� She was saying that it was too big, she�s never had one that big in her ass.� He grabbed her long hair at this point and yanked on it hard.� �What�s that you said bitch?�� I�m not sure why, but she then replied:� �Nothing Sir.� Please use my ass as well as my pussy and mouth.�� He then spread her little ass cheeks as far open as they would go.� Reaching a finger into her pussy he started to finger her as he slowly slid more and more of his big cock into her asshole.� I could see his big hands rubbing her clit and fucking her pussy.� She must have relaxed a little because more and more of his cock slid in her ass.� I couldn�t believe it.� She had almost all of that black dick in her little asshole.� She was moaning in pleasure now too.� Oh how I wanted to jack off.� I really needed to touch my fucking dick!� �You ready Patty?� Sir asked.� �Yes, Sir.�� I said, although I wasn�t sure what I was supposed to be ready for.� He grabbed onto Isabelle�s hips and slammed his black cock full force into her ass.� Over and over he rammed her hard and long.� His balls were actually slapping her ass cheeks now.� He had to hold her up so she didn�t fall over.� I noticed his balls start to tighten.� Shit how I wanted to touch my own cock so I could cum.� Damnit.� Isabelle was in another world.� She was oohing and ouching and ahhing.� I would have given anything to see her face.� But that would mean leaving Sir�s balls�� No, I�d rather stay under his black balls.� His nutts seemed to be getting tighter.� He said again:� �Are you sure you�re ready Patty?�� I said again, �Yes Sir!��
���� Before I knew what had happened, Sir had pulled out of Isabelle�s ass and turned around.� His giant black cock was spurting huge amounts of hot cum all over my face.� �Open up Patty.�� I couldn�t.� How could I taste his cum?� �I SAID open up bitch.�� I reluctantly opened up my mouth and felt gobs of cum sliding down my throat.� I had cum in my blonde wig, in my eyes, on my forehead, in my mouth, on my cheeks and even some going in my nose.� When Sir emptied his load he slapped me across the face with his cock.� I wasn�t expecting that.� Cum went spraying everywhere.� My mouth was still open because he had filled it with his hot juice and I didn�t want to swallow it.� Next thing I knew, Sir had shoved his black cock deep in my throat.� I was shocked.� I had NEVER had a dick in MY mouth before.� Let alone an 11 inch black dick.� �That�s right sexy lady.� Clean it all off for me.� Suck it clean.�� I couldn�t breathe.� I couldn�t speak.� I couldn�t do anything except swallow his cum.� He started to pull it out but then plunged it back in.� He then laughed.� �Don�t worry Patty.� You�ll be a good little cock sucking whore in no time.� Practice is what ya need Patty, practice.�� When he pulled it out this time, he grabbed his boxers and jeans and got dressed.�
���� Isabelle had
obviously cleaned up as she surely didn�t look like she had just had a big
black cock in her mouth, pussy AND ass.�
She started to untie me.� She
noticed my hard cock and started laughing.�
�What�s the matter Patty?� Juice all gone?�� �
���� Isabelle went into a small closet in the dreary room and returned with a hose.� She had hooked it up to the sink.� It reminded me of those shower hoses they make for old bath tubs with no shower heads except it was longer.� She pointed the hose at me and told Sir to go ahead.� He went to the faucet and next thing I know I�m being blasted with freezing cold water.� It about took my breath away.� She showed no mercy either.� She sprayed my face and head so hard the wig came flying off.� �It�s ok Patty dear.� You are done being a blonde for awhile anyways.�� She then moved on to spraying my arms and chest, my legs and cock� she even sprayed my ass.� She had me open my mouth and she blasted me with water there too.� I felt like a car at a car wash.� The water was stinging too.� She stopped spraying long enough to toss baby oil all over my body.� Then she blasted me again.� �The water and the baby oil together will make your skin nice and soft Patty; but not greasy feeling.�� I was so cold.� I was freezing cold.� This was the worst shower of my life.�
���� Finally it ended.� They both freed me from my restraints and each held an arm.� I didn�t dare make a run for it by this point.� I was tired, cold, humiliated, hungry and very sleepy.� Sir and Isabelle took me back over to my �mattress� and had me lay down.� Isabelle dried me off some, but I was still cold.� Sir took to placing leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles and then securing them to the walls.� Isabelle lifted my head up and all the sudden a big ball was going into my mouth.� It was rubber and tasted awful.� I tried to speak but I couldn�t.� �Patty, we are going to let you rest before Mistress summons you for tonight�s events.�� My mind was spinning.� �I can�t take anymore!� Just let me be!�� When I tried to speak all that came out was �umphh, umphh!�� �Now let�s go round up the boys, Wayne.� I know they�ll want to break in Patty real good!� We�ll let her sleep for a few hours then I�ll get her presentable for Mistress and you and your friends.�� Fear was running through me now.� Sheer terror.� Friends?� And this Mistress, although striking, that bitch seems MEAN.�
���� So here I am, I think it�s been about an hour since they left me here to sleep.� I want to roll onto my side but I�m chained to my back.� I�ve got spit drooling down my face now.� When I think about Sir and his big black cock my own cock starts to rise again.� I�m not sure what�s happening to me.� I know I must sleep because whatever this �breaking in� is going to be, I think I�ll need all the energy I can come up with.� ���
TO BE CONTINUED...
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