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Shannon's just experienced the hottest, steamiest, most scintillating romantic encounter she's had in a long time. At least since her husband left her two years ago. Maybe far longer than that.
With her boss, the incredibly rich Tim.
And then Tim's wife walks in.
Thus begins an odyssey for Shannon when she turns herself over to the two of them, becoming their submissive, a virtual slave bound, gagged, and ravished in ways she could have never imagined, being pushed and stretched beyond anything she's ever known – sensually, romantically, physically, emotionally. Along the way she discovers the true joy, and the dirty, naughty, wicked sense of sensual satisfaction that can come from giving herself over to a dominate couple.

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I cried out, as best I could, the leather strap from the ball pinching my lip. I pressed against the ball with my tongue, barely able to move it, just getting it to shift enough to relieve the pinching. A big, long line of saliva dripped from my mouth, a long line of drool running down my chin.
"Ooo, goooo," I said, trying to say "Oh, gross."
I shook my head, trying to get the drool to drop off my mouth. All I got for my trouble was more saliva running from my mouth and my long, blonde hair now hanging in my face. I shook my head again, leaning my head back, trying to get the hair away. Most of it moved off of my face, except for one clump that was stuck to the spit on my chin.
"Oohhhh," I said, stamping my feet on the ground, frustration building. I had just been ravished, from BEHIND, by my boss, discovered bare-ass-up in their living room by his wife, then tied to a chair so tightly arms were beginning to hurt, my back was arched, my boobs were sticking out, yet strangely what I found most humiliating was the fact that spit was drooling down my face, hanging from my chin, my own hair matted to my face, and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it. When I stomped on the floor, my high-slitted dress fell away from my legs, showing off both of my thighs, nearly all the way up.
Tina laughed. She bent down, her face inches from mine, and stroked her fingers through my hair, moving it back from the drool.
"That bothering you?"
I looked at her, whimpered a bit, and she smiled. This time, there was humor in it, humor in finding me helpless, at her mercy.
"I want to be very clear on this next statement, my dear," Tina said, her face no more than an inch from mine, her lips nearly touching my gagged mouth. "If you really have a problem with this, if you don't want me and my hubby here having our way with you, shake your head no, and I'll release you, drive you into town. You're not here against your will."
Me and my hubby? Our way with you? That's not what I expected. I…I didn't know what to think, to do. So I defaulted to my usual response, I did nothing.
She began playing her fingers across my chest, caressing. "So you're here of your own free will, and you understand I am going to humiliate you, and we are going to use you for our sexual pleasure?"
I stared at her, realized I had been holding my breath. I let out a long exhale, more spittle drooling from my mouth.
Slowly I nodded my head, indicating yes. I don't know why I did it, quite frankly she was a little scary – no a lot scary. But…I was actually wet, and throbbing, and I wanted to see what would happen.
"Oh, look at that," she said, pointing to my dress. "You're drooling on your dress. We can't have that." She began unbuttoning my dress, all the way down to the waist, then she pulled it down over my shoulders, pulling and yanking, until she had pushed the entire dress down to my waist. There I was, bound to their kitchen chair, dressed only in a bra and a dress that was pulled down to my waist, my legs fully exposed through the slits in the dress.
"You know Tim, you're right, she just might be a nice new toy." She ran the fingers of one of her hands over my chest, kissed along the side of my neck, her other hand playing along one of my thighs. A shiver ran through my body.
"Oh, my, she shuddered," Tina said, her lips next to my ear. "Are you enjoying this?"
I didn't know what to say, not that I could talk, but I didn't know how to react. The truth was, I had found Tina absolutely gorgeous since the first time I saw her, back when she joined us for drinks after work my first Friday on the job. Not that I've ever been involved with another woman, but I've known what it was to be attracted to one, I know when a woman is sexy or not, and I've often been curious what it would feel like to kiss another woman, to undress a woman, to be intimate with another woman.
And while I never envisioned it happening like this, truthfully, Tina's touches were arousing.
Without warning she smacked my thigh, hard. I flinched.
"When I ask you a question, I expect a response."
"Honey, she's new to this, she's had no train—"
"I don't give a shit if she's new," Tina said to her husband as she stood to address him. "You brought her into our home without consulting me first, without a plan on how we'd use her. You want to keep her?"
"Tina, you kn—"
"I don't want to hear anything but yes or no, you want to keep her?"
He nodded. "Yes, I want her more than anyone else we've taken."
More than anyone else? What the heck does that mean?
Tina turned back to me. She grabbed my hair, yanked my head back so that I was staring straight up into her face. "You want to stay? You want to become OUR play thing." She put particular emphasis on the word "our."
I shuddered, my mind blank, not knowing what to say, to do, how to react. I was scared, yet incredibly aroused. I knew I should get out of there, tell her anything, do anything, to get Tina to let me go, but god help me, I wanted to find out what would happen if I stayed, I wanted to feel the palm of her hand smacking my leg again, and I wanted to know what it would be like to have sex with her, with Tim, with them both – even if I was bound so tightly all I could do was lay there like a log and take it.
I know all of that sounds bad – I mean, who gives herself up like that? Who is so…so…so desperate, so dumb?
"That's it, I'm tired of waiting," she said. Tina grabbed my arms, just inside the elbows, and forced them outward. God, it hurt, my shoulders ached as they were stretched, but she widened my arms enough that she could force me to my feet, my arms clearing the back of the chair – now I was standing, my wrists still bound tightly behind me, my dress falling from my waist to the floor so that I was dressed in only my bra and my heels – and then she grabbed my arm and started leading me from the kitchen.
"You're clearly not ready for anything like this," she said. "You can't even answer a simple question, give any acknowledgement when I ask you a question." We stopped for a moment while she turned back to the kitchen. "Tim, grab the keys, we're taking her back in town."
"Aaaat, ooooo," I scream, trying to say "Wait, no." I didn't want to leave, didn't want to go back, and most certainly didn't want them taking me back like this, all but nude, bound and gagged, and I think that's what she had in mind.
She jerked on my arm. "Too late for you," she said.
I struggled, wiggling, yanking from her, nearly losing my balance, tears spilling from my eyes. I didn't understand it, still can't really explain it, but god, I wanted to stay, to be theirs for the weekend. My life is a shambles – I've been divorced for two years, since my husband left me for a younger woman, and I've drifted, from job to job, boyfriend to boyfriend, finding no meaning, no reason for anything. This job was maybe my last chance at rebuilding a life, and now, Tim and Tina had given me a glimpse into something so new, so different…I wanted to know what this would be like, to give myself over to someone else.
I don't know what was happening now, but I liked the feel of Tim ramming himself up in me, having to kneel there, laying over the sofa, letting him have his way. I liked Tina taking charge of me, binding me, punishing me.
I needed them.
"Esse, esse," I cried, trying to say please, please.
Tina stopped. She stared at me long and hard.
"You want to stay."
I nodded my head emphatically, not wanting to leave any doubt.
"You want to be our submissive?"
I nodded again.
She reached up, unbuckled the gag, took it from my mouth, a big old glop of spittle dropping to the floor as she did. My jaws had grown incredibly sore, yet now, having the gag removed, fresh new pain ran through them when I worked my mouth open and shut.
"Just to be clear, I want to hear you say it."
"Yes," I said, breathless, tears still streaming down my face.
"Yes what?"
"I want to stay here, I want to…" I paused, the concept sounding odd, naughty, wrong. "I want to be yours," I said. I'm not sure what came over me, but I dropped to my knees, looking up at her, pleading. "I want to be your submissive, your … whatever you want to call it."
Suddenly I was scared she wouldn't accept me, and I didn't think I could handle another rejection, especially now, that I'd basically started begging. I know it doesn't make any sense – this is the 21st Century, no one gives themselves to someone else. I … I didn't care. I just needed something, someone, to think I was worth something, even if something was being a sex slave.
She looked down at me, saying nothing, as I begged. Instinctively I wiggled, trying to free my hands, wanting to wrap my arms around her legs, hold her.
Tina squatted until she was looking at me eye-to-eye, cupping my chin in her hand. "I believe you really do."
"Oh yes, please Tina, I mean Ma'am, Mistress, whatever I'm supposed to call you. I…" tears continued rolling down my face, my breath caught in my throat.
She looked back around at Tim. "Honey, I think she's the real deal," he said. Tina turned back to me.
"Okay, we'll give you a little test, see if you're truly up to being our slave."


Excerpt..

I cried out, as best I could, the leather strap from the ball pinching my lip. I pressed against the ball with my tongue, barely able to
move it, just getting it to shift enough to relieve the pinching. A big, long line of saliva dripped from my mouth, a long line of drool
running down my chin.

"Ooo, goooo," I said, trying to say "Oh, gross."

I shook my head, trying to get the drool to drop off my mouth. All I got for my trouble was more saliva running from my mouth and my long,
blonde hair now hanging in my face. I shook my head again, leaning my head back, trying to get the hair away. Most of it moved off of my
face, except for one clump that was stuck to the spit on my chin.

"Oohhhh," I said, stamping my feet on the ground, frustration building. I had just been ravished, from BEHIND, by my boss, discovered
bare-ass-up in their living room by his wife, then tied to a chair so tightly arms were beginning to hurt, my back was arched, my boobs were
sticking out, yet strangely what I found most humiliating was the fact that spit was drooling down my face, hanging from my chin, my own
hair matted to my face, and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it. When I stomped on the floor, my high-slitted dress fell away from
my legs, showing off both of my thighs, nearly all the way up.

Tina laughed. She bent down, her face inches from mine, and stroked her fingers through my hair, moving it back from the drool.

"That bothering you?"

I looked at her, whimpered a bit, and she smiled. This time, there was humor in it, humor in finding me helpless, at her mercy.

"I want to be very clear on this next statement, my dear," Tina said, her face no more than an inch from mine, her lips nearly touching my
gagged mouth. "If you really have a problem with this, if you don't want me and my hubby here having our way with you, shake your head no,
and I'll release you, drive you into town. You're not here against your will."

Me and my hubby? Our way with you? That's not what I expected. I…I didn't know what to think, to do. So I defaulted to my usual response, I
did nothing.

She began playing her fingers across my chest, caressing. "So you're here of your own free will, and you understand I am going to humiliate
you, and we are going to use you for our sexual pleasure?"

I stared at her, realized I had been holding my breath. I let out a long exhale, more spittle drooling from my mouth.

Slowly I nodded my head, indicating yes. I don't know why I did it, quite frankly she was a little scary – no a lot scary. But…I was
actually wet, and throbbing, and I wanted to see what would happen.

"Oh, look at that," she said, pointing to my dress. "You're drooling on your dress. We can't have that." She began unbuttoning my dress, all
the way down to the waist, then she pulled it down over my shoulders, pulling and yanking, until she had pushed the entire dress down to my
waist. There I was, bound to their kitchen chair, dressed only in a bra and a dress that was pulled down to my waist, my legs fully exposed
through the slits in the dress.

"You know Tim, you're right, she just might be a nice new toy." She ran the fingers of one of her hands over my chest, kissed along the side
of my neck, her other hand playing along one of my thighs. A shiver ran through my body.

"Oh, my, she shuddered," Tina said, her lips next to my ear. "Are you enjoying this?"

I didn't know what to say, not that I could talk, but I didn't know how to react. The truth was, I had found Tina absolutely gorgeous since
the first time I saw her, back when she joined us for drinks after work my first Friday on the job. Not that I've ever been involved with
another woman, but I've known what it was to be attracted to one, I know when a woman is sexy or not, and I've often been curious what it
would feel like to kiss another woman, to undress a woman, to be intimate with another woman.

And while I never envisioned it happening like this, truthfully, Tina's touches were arousing.

Without warning she smacked my thigh, hard. I flinched.

"When I ask you a question, I expect a response."

"Honey, she's new to this, she's had no train—"

"I don't give a shit if she's new," Tina said to her husband as she stood to address him. "You brought her into our home without consulting
me first, without a plan on how we'd use her. You want to keep her?"

"Tina, you kn—"

"I don't want to hear anything but yes or no, you want to keep her?"

He nodded. "Yes, I want her more than anyone else we've taken."

More than anyone else? What the heck does that mean?

Tina turned back to me. She grabbed my hair, yanked my head back so that I was staring straight up into her face. "You want to stay? You
want to become OUR play thing." She put particular emphasis on the word "our."

I shuddered, my mind blank, not knowing what to say, to do, how to react. I was scared, yet incredibly aroused. I knew I should get out of
there, tell her anything, do anything, to get Tina to let me go, but god help me, I wanted to find out what would happen if I stayed, I
wanted to feel the palm of her hand smacking my leg again, and I wanted to know what it would be like to have sex with her, with Tim, with
them both – even if I was bound so tightly all I could do was lay there like a log and take it.

I know all of that sounds bad – I mean, who gives herself up like that? Who is so…so…so desperate, so dumb?

"That's it, I'm tired of waiting," she said. Tina grabbed my arms, just inside the elbows, and forced them outward. God, it hurt, my
shoulders ached as they were stretched, but she widened my arms enough that she could force me to my feet, my arms clearing the back of the
chair – now I was standing, my wrists still bound tightly behind me, my dress falling from my waist to the floor so that I was dressed in
only my bra and my heels – and then she grabbed my arm and started leading me from the kitchen.

"You're clearly not ready for anything like this," she said. "You can't even answer a simple question, give any acknowledgement when I ask
you a question." We stopped for a moment while she turned back to the kitchen. "Tim, grab the keys, we're taking her back in town."

"Aaaat, ooooo," I scream, trying to say "Wait, no." I didn't want to leave, didn't want to go back, and most certainly didn't want them
taking me back like this, all but nude, bound and gagged, and I think that's what she had in mind.

She jerked on my arm. "Too late for you," she said.

I struggled, wiggling, yanking from her, nearly losing my balance, tears spilling from my eyes. I didn't understand it, still can't really
explain it, but god, I wanted to stay, to be theirs for the weekend. My life is a shambles – I've been divorced for two years, since my
husband left me for a younger woman, and I've drifted, from job to job, boyfriend to boyfriend, finding no meaning, no reason for anything.
This job was maybe my last chance at rebuilding a life, and now, Tim and Tina had given me a glimpse into something so new, so different…I
wanted to know what this would be like, to give myself over to someone else.

I don't know what was happening now, but I liked the feel of Tim ramming himself up in me, having to kneel there, laying over the sofa,
letting him have his way. I liked Tina taking charge of me, binding me, punishing me.

I needed them.

"Esse, esse," I cried, trying to say please, please.

Tina stopped. She stared at me long and hard.

"You want to stay."

I nodded my head emphatically, not wanting to leave any doubt.

"You want to be our submissive?"

I nodded again.

She reached up, unbuckled the gag, took it from my mouth, a big old glop of spittle dropping to the floor as she did. My jaws had grown
incredibly sore, yet now, having the gag removed, fresh new pain ran through them when I worked my mouth open and shut.

"Just to be clear, I want to hear you say it."

"Yes," I said, breathless, tears still streaming down my face.

"Yes what?"

"I want to stay here, I want to…" I paused, the concept sounding odd, naughty, wrong. "I want to be yours," I said. I'm not sure what came
over me, but I dropped to my knees, looking up at her, pleading. "I want to be your submissive, your … whatever you want to call it."

Suddenly I was scared she wouldn't accept me, and I didn't think I could handle another rejection, especially now, that I'd basically
started begging. I know it doesn't make any sense – this is the 21st Century, no one gives themselves to someone else. I … I didn't care. I
just needed something, someone, to think I was worth something, even if something was being a sex slave.

She looked down at me, saying nothing, as I begged. Instinctively I wiggled, trying to free my hands, wanting to wrap my arms around her
legs, hold her.

Tina squatted until she was looking at me eye-to-eye, cupping my chin in her hand. "I believe you really do."

"Oh yes, please Tina, I mean Ma'am, Mistress, whatever I'm supposed to call you. I…" tears continued rolling down my face, my breath caught
in my throat.

She looked back around at Tim. "Honey, I think she's the real deal," he said. Tina turned back to me.

"Okay, we'll give you a little test, see if you're truly up to being our slave."


Excerpt..

I cried out, as best I could, the leather strap from the ball pinching my lip. I pressed against the ball with my tongue, barely able to

move it, just getting it to shift enough to relieve the pinching. A big, long line of saliva dripped from my mouth, a long line of drool

running down my chin.


"Ooo, goooo," I said, trying to say "Oh, gross."


I shook my head, trying to get the drool to drop off my mouth. All I got for my trouble was more saliva running from my mouth and my long,

blonde hair now hanging in my face. I shook my head again, leaning my head back, trying to get the hair away. Most of it moved off of my

face, except for one clump that was stuck to the spit on my chin.


"Oohhhh," I said, stamping my feet on the ground, frustration building. I had just been ravished, from BEHIND, by my boss, discovered

bare-ass-up in their living room by his wife, then tied to a chair so tightly arms were beginning to hurt, my back was arched, my boobs were

sticking out, yet strangely what I found most humiliating was the fact that spit was drooling down my face, hanging from my chin, my own

hair matted to my face, and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it. When I stomped on the floor, my high-slitted dress fell away from

my legs, showing off both of my thighs, nearly all the way up.


Tina laughed. She bent down, her face inches from mine, and stroked her fingers through my hair, moving it back from the drool.


"That bothering you?"


I looked at her, whimpered a bit, and she smiled. This time, there was humor in it, humor in finding me helpless, at her mercy.


"I want to be very clear on this next statement, my dear," Tina said, her face no more than an inch from mine, her lips nearly touching my

gagged mouth. "If you really have a problem with this, if you don't want me and my hubby here having our way with you, shake your head no,

and I'll release you, drive you into town. You're not here against your will."


Me and my hubby? Our way with you? That's not what I expected. I…I didn't know what to think, to do. So I defaulted to my usual response, I

did nothing.


She began playing her fingers across my chest, caressing. "So you're here of your own free will, and you understand I am going to humiliate

you, and we are going to use you for our sexual pleasure?"


I stared at her, realized I had been holding my breath. I let out a long exhale, more spittle drooling from my mouth.


Slowly I nodded my head, indicating yes. I don't know why I did it, quite frankly she was a little scary – no a lot scary. But…I was

actually wet, and throbbing, and I wanted to see what would happen.


"Oh, look at that," she said, pointing to my dress. "You're drooling on your dress. We can't have that." She began unbuttoning my dress, all

the way down to the waist, then she pulled it down over my shoulders, pulling and yanking, until she had pushed the entire dress down to my

waist. There I was, bound to their kitchen chair, dressed only in a bra and a dress that was pulled down to my waist, my legs fully exposed

through the slits in the dress.


"You know Tim, you're right, she just might be a nice new toy." She ran the fingers of one of her hands over my chest, kissed along the side

of my neck, her other hand playing along one of my thighs. A shiver ran through my body.


"Oh, my, she shuddered," Tina said, her lips next to my ear. "Are you enjoying this?"


I didn't know what to say, not that I could talk, but I didn't know how to react. The truth was, I had found Tina absolutely gorgeous since

the first time I saw her, back when she joined us for drinks after work my first Friday on the job. Not that I've ever been involved with

another woman, but I've known what it was to be attracted to one, I know when a woman is sexy or not, and I've often been curious what it

would feel like to kiss another woman, to undress a woman, to be intimate with another woman.


And while I never envisioned it happening like this, truthfully, Tina's touches were arousing.


Without warning she smacked my thigh, hard. I flinched.


"When I ask you a question, I expect a response."


"Honey, she's new to this, she's had no train—"


"I don't give a shit if she's new," Tina said to her husband as she stood to address him. "You brought her into our home without consulting

me first, without a plan on how we'd use her. You want to keep her?"


"Tina, you kn—"


"I don't want to hear anything but yes or no, you want to keep her?"


He nodded. "Yes, I want her more than anyone else we've taken."


More than anyone else? What the heck does that mean?


Tina turned back to me. She grabbed my hair, yanked my head back so that I was staring straight up into her face. "You want to stay? You

want to become OUR play thing." She put particular emphasis on the word "our."


I shuddered, my mind blank, not knowing what to say, to do, how to react. I was scared, yet incredibly aroused. I knew I should get out of

there, tell her anything, do anything, to get Tina to let me go, but god help me, I wanted to find out what would happen if I stayed, I

wanted to feel the palm of her hand smacking my leg again, and I wanted to know what it would be like to have sex with her, with Tim, with

them both – even if I was bound so tightly all I could do was lay there like a log and take it.


I know all of that sounds bad – I mean, who gives herself up like that? Who is so…so…so desperate, so dumb?


"That's it, I'm tired of waiting," she said. Tina grabbed my arms, just inside the elbows, and forced them outward. God, it hurt, my

shoulders ached as they were stretched, but she widened my arms enough that she could force me to my feet, my arms clearing the back of the

chair – now I was standing, my wrists still bound tightly behind me, my dress falling from my waist to the floor so that I was dressed in

only my bra and my heels – and then she grabbed my arm and started leading me from the kitchen.


"You're clearly not ready for anything like this," she said. "You can't even answer a simple question, give any acknowledgement when I ask

you a question." We stopped for a moment while she turned back to the kitchen. "Tim, grab the keys, we're taking her back in town."


"Aaaat, ooooo," I scream, trying to say "Wait, no." I didn't want to leave, didn't want to go back, and most certainly didn't want them

taking me back like this, all but nude, bound and gagged, and I think that's what she had in mind.


She jerked on my arm. "Too late for you," she said.


I struggled, wiggling, yanking from her, nearly losing my balance, tears spilling from my eyes. I didn't understand it, still can't really

explain it, but god, I wanted to stay, to be theirs for the weekend. My life is a shambles – I've been divorced for two years, since my

husband left me for a younger woman, and I've drifted, from job to job, boyfriend to boyfriend, finding no meaning, no reason for anything.

This job was maybe my last chance at rebuilding a life, and now, Tim and Tina had given me a glimpse into something so new, so different…I

wanted to know what this would be like, to give myself over to someone else.


I don't know what was happening now, but I liked the feel of Tim ramming himself up in me, having to kneel there, laying over the sofa,

letting him have his way. I liked Tina taking charge of me, binding me, punishing me.


I needed them.


"Esse, esse," I cried, trying to say please, please.


Tina stopped. She stared at me long and hard.


"You want to stay."


I nodded my head emphatically, not wanting to leave any doubt.


"You want to be our submissive?"


I nodded again.


She reached up, unbuckled the gag, took it from my mouth, a big old glop of spittle dropping to the floor as she did. My jaws had grown

incredibly sore, yet now, having the gag removed, fresh new pain ran through them when I worked my mouth open and shut.


"Just to be clear, I want to hear you say it."


"Yes," I said, breathless, tears still streaming down my face.


"Yes what?"


"I want to stay here, I want to…" I paused, the concept sounding odd, naughty, wrong. "I want to be yours," I said. I'm not sure what came

over me, but I dropped to my knees, looking up at her, pleading. "I want to be your submissive, your … whatever you want to call it."


Suddenly I was scared she wouldn't accept me, and I didn't think I could handle another rejection, especially now, that I'd basically

started begging. I know it doesn't make any sense – this is the 21st Century, no one gives themselves to someone else. I … I didn't care. I

just needed something, someone, to think I was worth something, even if something was being a sex slave.


She looked down at me, saying nothing, as I begged. Instinctively I wiggled, trying to free my hands, wanting to wrap my arms around her

legs, hold her.


Tina squatted until she was looking at me eye-to-eye, cupping my chin in her hand. "I believe you really do."


"Oh yes, please Tina, I mean Ma'am, Mistress, whatever I'm supposed to call you. I…" tears continued rolling down my face, my breath caught

in my throat.


She looked back around at Tim. "Honey, I think she's the real deal," he said. Tina turned back to me.


"Okay, we'll give you a little test, see if you're truly up to being our slave."



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Reviews

Good short story but lacks an explanatory beginning and could be a lot longer, for the whole weekend. OK for what it is. 4 out of 5 (Fred)

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Author Information

Traci Wilde is a member of the After Midnight Press cooperative, penning hot, steaming, erotic shorts stories and novels deep into the night.

Here's what her colleagues at After Midnight Press have to say about her: "The name seems to fit, as our self-described wild-child sometimes draws from her own real-life experiences for her tales."

That's not to say every story she writes happened, but quite a few of them have a basis in real-life events. She's single (and says she will always remain so), lives in North Carolina at present (though she moves around every so often), and counts among her hobbies running, watching the stars at night, and...well, having sex. Often.

 

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