SM Passion

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Jie, my boyfriend, I know he has SM tendencies, but I'm not really interested. I never imagined that one day, he would do this to me without me being prepared at all!
(Day 1)
After 10 pm, as usual, I walked out of my workplace, a large department store. I work in the girls' clothing section on the third floor. He picks me up from work every night, and tonight was no exception. I could see his car parked across the street from afar. I was still wearing my company uniform: a white princess-sleeved shirt, a pink tank top, a tight skirt, beige sheer stockings, and white high-heeled sandals. I walked through the passing cars and got into the car. As usual, after a few casual words, he stepped on the gas and sped off, quickly driving through the city and onto an industrial road.
"Hey! I want to do something different tonight, okay?"
Before I could understand what he meant, he pulled the car over to the side of the road. There weren't many cars around, and under the dim streetlights, an unpleasant feeling welled up inside me.
"Jie, I don't understand what you mean. What are you planning?"
"It'll be fun! Come on! Come with me to the back seat and you'll see..."
Completely bewildered, I didn't know what he was up to. Anyway, he usually made the decisions, so I went along with it. I got to the back seat. Seeing me bend down to get in, he suddenly grabbed my hands from behind and pushed me down into the seat!
"Nee! From now on, pretend you don't know me. We're going to do something special!" A lewd laugh rang out... "What are you going to do to me? I..." Before I could finish speaking, he stuffed a white cloth into my mouth, twisted my hands behind my back, took out a bunch of hemp ropes, picked out a longer one, and tied my hands behind my back, then wrapped it around my arms and body. He wrapped my arms and body tightly around my neck several times. Then he picked a shorter strip of cloth and tied my legs together. To prevent the cloth in my mouth from coming loose, he took out a long strip of white cloth, wrapped it around my lips, made me bite down on it, and pulled it forcefully behind my neck to tie it up, securing the cloth in my mouth. I felt waves of discomfort in my throat, but I couldn't make a sound...
"Alright, now you can't escape or make a sound. Let's just get through these few days!"
I looked at his strange eyes one last time. After that, he blindfolded me with a cloth. I shook my head desperately to resist, but it was no use. I could only let him do as he pleased. In complete darkness, we drove for about half an hour. A radio played music continuously along the way, but I couldn't hear anything outside the car. I could only vaguely hear him humming occasionally. Finally, I heard the sound of a metal gate being pulled open; he had parked the car and gotten in!
My hands and feet, bound behind my back, were numb and unresponsive. When he opened the car door and pulled me out, my legs involuntarily buckled to their knees. He simply hoisted me onto his shoulder, and with a series of opening and closing sounds, I was placed on the carpet. Whether from tension, fear, or unease, I felt utterly exhausted, my consciousness gradually fading until I finally passed out.
I was awakened by a voice. Opening my eyes, I found the blindfold had been removed. Looking around, I was in an unfamiliar room. Listening closely, I heard Jay making a phone call in the next room.
"It's like this, she's not feeling well and needs to take three days of sick leave. She can't come to work!"
Huh? So he secretly took three days off for me and made up a reason that I was sick. What was he up to? I squirmed, my body bound tightly with ropes all night. My hands and feet were numb, almost devoid of feeling. "Oh! Ni, you're awake. Did you sleep well?" Jay came in from outside the door.
"Ugh... Ugh... Ugh!" I tried to speak, but my mouth was stuffed with cloth, and I was biting my lips, which were also tied with strips of cloth.
"Oh! I almost forgot, you can't speak. Come on! I'll untie you so you can breathe, my sweet baby!" The cloth strip in my mouth was untied, and the cloth stuffed in my mouth was taken out, already soaked with saliva.
"Jie! What are you trying to do? Don't do this, untie my hands and feet, please..."
I pleaded. "Hey, you're wrong. This stuff on you will be with you for the next three days, so you'd better get used to it!"
"What? You want me to spend three days like this? With my hands and feet tied up for three days?"
"Of course, it'll be fun! Come on! I'll get you some food, wait a minute!"
Watching his back turn away, I realized what I would be like for the next three days, and tears streamed down my face. He used a large plate to scoop up some starchy stuff mixed with some liquid, which looked like dog food.
He placed it on the ground some distance away and then beckoned to me. "Come on! This is how you'll eat for the next three days. Figure out how to crawl over and eat, or you'll starve!" Another burst of lewd laughter followed.
As he walked away, I couldn't help but sob softly, imagining myself being fed like a dog. Although I didn't want to be treated like that, I was unbearably hungry and thirsty, and had no choice but to eat. I writhed and slowly crawled towards the plate of dog food, eating without a care for my appearance. Because my hands and feet were tied behind my back, I could only eat by pressing my mouth close to the plate; I looked worse than a dog. Suddenly, I remembered he was on the phone that morning. That's it! The phone was right outside the room!
I quickly let go of the plate and desperately crawled towards the door. As long as I could make a call, I would call anyone. As long as someone knew I wasn't sick and hadn't called in sick, someone would come to rescue me.
But with my hands and feet bound, I couldn't stand up. I struggled to my feet, but after a few steps I fell to the ground again. I could only crawl forward; those few steps seemed impossibly far, but it was my only hope. After much effort, I finally crawled to the telephone table. I tripped over the phone cord with my feet and yanked it off. The phone fell to the floor. I twisted my body around and, with my bound hands, dialed my friend Ling's number, which I knew by heart. "Ring~~~~~ Ring~~~~~" With each ring of the other end's phone, my heart pounded faster and faster!
"Hurry! Come pick me up! Anyone will do, as long as someone knows I'm tied up here!" Suddenly, a large hand grabbed me from behind, and at the same time, a round, ball-like object was stuffed into my mouth and secured behind my neck with a leather strap. Simultaneously, someone answered the phone.
"Hello, who is this?" I recognized Ling's voice; of course, Jie knew it was Ling too. "Hello, Ling, this is Jie. Nini is sick and on leave, not feeling well. I'm sorry to have troubled you for the past three days!"
(Oh my god! Even Ling got tricked! Help! Ling!)
Of course, Ling couldn't hear these words; the ball was stuffed in my mouth, and I couldn't speak at all.
"Ah! Is it alright? Can she speak now? I
want to say a few words to her." "Ugh~~~~ Hmm~~~~" I tried desperately to scream! "Oh! It's not convenient! She can't speak right now!"
As Jie said this, he pulled hard on the belt from behind my neck, causing the ball in my mouth to sink deep into my throat.
"Oh! Well, I won't force you! Remember to see a doctor. Also, I'm going to see her tonight, you can come pick me up!"
(Ah~~~ Ling, please don't come, you've been tricked!)
"Okay! I'll wait for you in front of your company tonight, and then we'll come see Nini together!" Hearing Ling's promise, tears streamed down my face. I've hurt her!
"Hehe! Not bad, I've found you a companion, which saves me trouble. Heh... You want to call for help? Watch how I deal with you!" *Slap slap slap!* Several slaps. Jie had never cursed at me before, let alone tied my hands and feet and beat me. This was the first time.
"As a punishment, you won't get lunch or water. Let's see if you dare to disobey again."
I was taken back to the room, and my eyes were blindfolded again. The only difference was that the cloth in my mouth had become a hard ball, and saliva kept dripping from the holes in the ball. My throat was dry and uncomfortable, and my hands and feet were numb and without feeling. I collapsed helplessly on the carpet. I
was startled awake again by the feeling of needing to urinate in my lower abdomen. Oh no, I needed to pee! What should I do? I hadn't gone to the toilet since last night, and finally, I couldn't hold it in any longer and needed to go. But how could I do it now?
My hands and feet were bound with hemp rope. Where was Jay? I curled up and tried my best to hold it in!
"Ugh~~~~~~Ugh~~~~~Ugh!"
I tried my best to let out the loudest groan from deep in my throat, hoping Jay would hear me.
But a minute, two minutes passed, and Jess was nowhere to be seen. Where did you go? Suppressing the urge to urinate, I tossed and turned on the floor, desperate to pee, but unable to break free of the ropes binding me. I didn't know what to do. (Help! Someone help me untie these ropes! I can't hold it anymore, I need to go to the toilet!) I lay back, trying to alleviate the swelling, squeezing my legs tightly together, straining my genitals as much as I could. I even pulled my bound legs tightly towards my chest. I didn't want to pee!
Finally, I couldn't hold it in any longer, and urine gushed out like a flood. The wet, warm sensation seeped from under my underwear and pantyhose, flowing between my buttocks, down my inner thighs, soaking my skirt, and onto the floor. It flowed for almost a minute. For the first time, I felt an overwhelming sense of shame. I had wet my pants, and in this state no less! I was so embarrassed! *Smack! Smack!* Several sounds. Although my eyes were covered, I could tell it was the sound of a camera flash. Someone was taking pictures of me. Who was it? Was it Jay?
"Ha...you finally couldn't take it anymore and peed! I deliberately made you pee here, how about that, isn't it fun?"
Tearing off the blindfold, Jay mercilessly continued taking pictures. I shook my head desperately in resistance, but I couldn't stop him. I could only let him photograph my pathetic state. So he had planned all of this. He must have been hiding in a corner, watching me writhe and struggle on the ground. Jay! Why did you torture me like this? Why did you treat me like this?
"Heh...so cute, you've wet your pants. Come on! Let me wash you clean, okay? Heh..." After passing through the corridor, I was carried to the bathroom. Jie put me on the bathroom floor and forcefully took off my top, skirt, and sandals. Because my arms were tightly bound, Jie cut my top with scissors and tore it off along with my bra, revealing my plump and perky breasts. Now I was only wearing panties and pantyhose, as well as the rope that bound me like a rice dumpling and the ball stuffed in my mouth.
He pulled down my pantyhose, and then, with scissors, he slowly cut open my underwear. The underwear, soaked with urine, still dripped down like rain. He turned around, and the ball in my mouth was removed. Just as I was about to clear my throat, a wad of cloth was immediately stuffed into
my mouth. Oh my god! My underwear was shoved into my mouth, and the smell of urine choked me. It was then held in place, this time using my pantyhose. I closed my eyes in discomfort, but Jack didn't let me off the hook. He took out a hose and sprayed water all over me, soaking me completely.
"Heh... wash it clean, or it'll smell!"
What followed was even crueler. Jie took out an electric fan, turned it on, and the cold air poured directly onto me. My soaked body shivered from the strong wind. I curled up and struggled to hide in a corner. The merciless wind kept blowing on me, but I couldn't even scream. Tears streamed down my face.
After a brutal ordeal, my hands and feet were finally untied, but I wasn't freed. It was dinnertime, and I was taken to a room and placed on a wooden chair with a backrest. My hands weren't bound by ropes, but instead, they were handcuffed to the back of the chair, and my feet were tied together to the crossbars of the chair legs. The panties were removed from my mouth, and I immediately vomited several times. The pungent, nauseating smell was unbearable. Just like in the morning, Jay took a plate, filled it with food, and tried to feed me bite by bite. How could I possibly eat at that moment?
"Ah! It's almost time. After you finish eating, I should go pick up your best friend to keep you company. You stay home and wait for me to come back." "Jie! I beg you, let Ling go. I'll do whatever you want with me, just please let Ling go..."
He acted as if he hadn't heard me, turned around, straightened the rope, and casually took out the ball again. He grabbed my chin, forcefully shoved the ball into my mouth, still securing it with the belt. Then he used a rope to tightly bind my upper body to the back of the chair, making my breasts swell and become more erect.
"Ling is also a pretty girl. I will treat her well. You better behave yourself and don't make any noise later, or you'll be sorry!"
Then came a heavy slap on the back of my neck. I felt dizzy and passed out again. I don't know how much time passed before I gradually regained consciousness. I opened my eyes groggily and saw a beautiful girl before me—a familiar figure—it was Ling! I felt a surge of relief, forgetting the ball stuffed in my mouth, and desperately tried to make a sound! "Ugh...ugh! Ugh...ugh..." (Ling, help me! Untie me!) I thought to myself. But unexpectedly, Ling didn't untie me immediately. She just looked at me with a faint smile. She walked closer to me, looked at me, then went behind me, stroking my long hair, and said teasingly,
"Nee! You're so beautiful. I like you just the way you are, really!" Another sweet smile followed. (Ling, you're crazy! Let's run away together! If Jie comes back, we won't be able to leave.)
Ling couldn't hear me; she only saw me crying, shaking my head, struggling and swaying my body, sobbing from deep within my throat. What happened next almost filled me with utter despair. I never imagined such a thing would happen! Ling slowly walked up to me. I looked her up and down. She wore a white sleeveless, form-fitting dress that tightly hugged her alluring curves. Her long, glossy black hair cascaded down her left chest. Her face was lightly made up, revealing large, watery eyes, sweet dimples, and a provocative smile. On her feet were white stiletto heels, and her long, shapely legs, visible through a thin layer of nude-colored pantyhose, were even more captivating. She slowly placed her hands behind her back, revealing her model-like figure.
At that moment, Jie appeared behind me, holding a rope. He walked over to Ling and effortlessly tied her hands behind her back. He then wrapped the same rope around her chest, tightening it around her breasts. Next, he began tying her feet. After tying her feet, Ling was pushed to kneel in front of me.
"Heh... compared to you, Ling is much more obedient. I thought she would resist fiercely, and I planned to tie her up in the car. I didn't expect her to be so cooperative. She even asked to be tied up in front of you. It turns out Ling is like me, with SM tendencies. Heh... what a coincidence!"
"Ni! I really want a man to tie me up and torture me. I like it!" Ling said with a smile. What followed was a scene that ignited my lust. Jie pulled down his pants, his erect penis already pointing upwards. He then ordered Ling to open her mouth and swallow his penis. Watching Ling suck on it, I bit down hard on the ball in my mouth, a surge of excitement coursing through me.
He watched them thrust back and forth, growing more and more excited. Finally, Jie ejaculated, shooting his semen all over Ling's face. Ling licked the hot semen off her face with her tongue. Jie picked up his underwear, squatted down, and started wiping Ling's face. As he wiped, he moved from her forehead to her mouth, then casually stuffed the semen-soaked underwear into Ling's mouth and tied it tightly with another piece of cloth to secure it inside her mouth. At this point, Ling was unable to speak.
My hopes of escaping were completely shattered. After blindfolding Ling, Jie took an electric dildo and forcefully inserted it into Ling's vagina. He turned it on, and hearing the motor's whirring, seeing Ling curled up at my feet, that intoxicating sense of satisfaction brought tears to my eyes again. And so, amidst the sound of the motor and Ling's moans, I spent my second night.
(The next day)
The morning sunlight streamed in through the window. I felt weak and powerless, slumped in my chair, my mind blank, unable to think of anything. Ling had spent the night lying on the floor; the vibrator had stopped working because the battery was dead. The girl before me was a familiar figure, yet now she felt strangely unfamiliar. Jie came out of the room, shirtless, holding a leather whip. He looked at me, then at Ling, kicking her. Ling groaned a few times. Jie yelled and swung the whip mercilessly, striking Ling's body. Ling cried out in pain, writhing and curling up.
"Get up! There are different games waiting for you today!" The ropes binding me were untied, leaving only my handcuffs and the ball in my mouth. I was first taken to another room, which was more like a storage room with a bed added. Then, my hands and one leg were hoisted high up, and I was completely naked. The pain of being suspended was unbearable. Because I was standing on only one leg, I was unbalanced, like a doll dangling in the air.
Then Ling was brought in. Jie pushed her forward, but didn't untie the ropes on her hands and feet, so Ling hopped into the room. After a while, Ling was pushed onto the bed, and only then were her hands and feet untied. The underwear in her mouth and the cloth covering her eyes were also removed. The ball in my mouth was then removed, and after breakfast in the same way, Ling's clothes, shoes, and socks were stripped off completely. Her naked body was then bound tightly. This time, Jie used several hemp ropes to tie Ling's body in a pattern like a tortoise shell, and even her genitals were tightly bound with hemp ropes. The ropes were knotted near her sensitive areas. Ling lay face down on the bed, her legs bent behind her back and tightly bound to her hands, unable to move. Then, a ball was stuffed into her mouth and fastened behind her head with a leather strap, causing her to drool continuously. Then the cruel game began. Jie lit two candles, the fiery red candlelight dripping wax onto Ling's back and buttocks. He turned her around, not sparing her pert breasts either. The wax dripping onto her body looked like tattoos. Ling couldn't bear the high temperature and screamed. I couldn't bear to watch.
"Jie! I beg you, let Ling go, don't torture her anymore, she's in unbearable pain..."
Jie turned his head and glared at me, tucking the candle between Ling's legs. He walked closer to me and slapped me hard twice. He grabbed Ling's panties and stuffed them into my mouth, then wrapped Ling's pantyhose around my mouth several times to fix them in place, preventing me from speaking. "You'd better behave yourself, okay? Want some punishment too? Fine!"
The vibrating dildo, with its new batteries replaced, was inserted into my vagina and started operating. Instantly, my whole body went limp. It burrowed inside me, and a surge of exciting pleasure welled up inside me. I kept writhing, experiencing that masochistic pleasure for the first time, a unique feeling I had never felt before. Gradually, I lost the strength to resist. In this strange feeling, I lost myself in a daze, not wanting to resist at all. Before the candle had burned out, Ling's body was covered in wax marks, her face was covered in tears, yet she showed a sense of satisfaction. Jie began whipping Ling, each lash leaving several wax marks on her body. Ling screamed and circled the bed as the whip continued to lash her, her body convulsing. Dozens of lashes followed, leaving Ling's body red and swollen, the wax marks falling off.
The entire morning passed in a cacophony of groans, and Ling, exhausted, collapsed onto the bed. In the afternoon, I remained naked, thankfully all my restraints removed. However, to prevent my escape, Jie locked me in a large iron cage, ordering me not to shout, or he would tie me up and gag me again. So, to avoid being bound, I obediently complied. On the other hand, Ling was locked in another iron cage, but she wasn't as lucky as me. Besides being stripped naked, her hands were still tied behind her back, her legs were tightly bound together, and her mouth was gagged. She lay helplessly in the cage, her body still swollen and red, her weak form pitiful. Around dusk, Jie brought in a bunch of things, seemingly hospital enema equipment: an oversized syringe, a bedpan, and some unidentified instruments. He placed them all in front of Ling's cage, then led her out, making her lie on the ground like a dog, her buttocks raised high. The syringe was filled with liquid, probably several hundred cc! One syringe after another was poured into Ling's anus. Ling frowned, enduring the uncomfortable pain. After several repetitions, Jie put down the syringe, brought the bedpan, placed it on the ground, grabbed Ling's hair with one hand, and forcefully slapped Ling's buttocks with the other. I saw Ling biting down hard on the ball in her mouth, her eyes tightly closed. Within minutes, I could feel Ling's abdomen rumbling. The liquid that had entered, along with some excrement, all poured out, filling the bedpan to the brim. Jie looked at it, smiling smugly. Ling, on the other hand, looked exhausted and lay motionless on the floor. Jie wasn't finished; he grabbed Ling's head and forced it against the bedpan, almost touching the disgusting excrement. Ling struggled, shaking her head and roaring, but no sound came out.
"Heh... look at what you've excreted. How does it taste? Ha..."
Ling glared at him, but was unexpectedly slapped across the face and fell to the ground. The bedpan was overturned, and the entire room was filled with a foul odor.
"Fine! You'll have to endure the stench in this room all night! If you disobey, I'll punish you!"
Just as he turned to leave, Jay suddenly turned back to look at me, leering as he spoke.
"Ah! You almost got off easy, thank goodness! Otherwise, I wouldn't have let you off so easily."
The result was predictable: my hands and feet were tightly bound again, my mouth was gagged, and I was locked in an iron cage. Then Jay swaggered away. And so, the night passed.
(Day Three)
I've been tied up here for three whole days, suffering unprecedented abuse and humiliation. The physical restraint and lack of freedom, the shame and helplessness in my mind—I've never experienced anything like this before. It's like entering a new world, encountering entirely new things. Ling is a good friend and colleague. Our deep friendship has suddenly turned into a strange feeling of tenderness and affection. I've discovered she's not what I imagined. She looks so beautiful when she's bound up.
I don't know if I've gotten used to it or if I truly love it, but I've come to accept, even love, the constraints on my body. I find myself gradually liking these constraints; I like being bound, tightly tied up.
Today is the last day. Early this morning, Jie washed us both thoroughly. Neither of us resisted; we even splashed water on each other while showering. After we showered, Jay took us to the room. There were two sets of clothes, underwear, a makeup case, high heels, pantyhose, etc. on the bed. He told us to put them on. First, he applied foundation and makeup, then purple eyeshadow and lipstick. Then we put on underwear and pantyhose. Next, we put on the clothes, which were a very short black leather jacket and a tight-fitting pencil skirt. They looked really hot on us. Then we put on a pair of extremely sexy high heels. Looking at ourselves in the mirror, we couldn't help but be attracted. Jay told us that he was taking us to meet the "Queen" of the SM world. Ling shouted excitedly. I didn't understand what was going on. But according to Ling, the Queen doesn't show herself to people easily. It was our good fortune to meet her, so the opportunity was rare and we had to perform well.
Our hands were handcuffed behind our backs, and balls were stuffed into our mouths. A little while later, the Queen's car arrived to pick us up. Once inside, our eyes were blindfolded, supposedly to keep us from knowing the Queen's residence—it was truly mysterious. After about an hour's drive, the car stopped, and Ling and I were led out and inside. Only then were the blindfolds removed. It was a very grand hall, spacious enough to park dozens of cars. Men in sharp suits stood on either side. Jay led us forward, finally stopping in front of a round platform. A woman, around forty or fifty years old, sat on it, flanked by female attendants. Two heavily made-up beauties lay at her feet, completely naked, their hands and feet tightly bound with ropes, their mouths gagged with balls, their drool soaking the carpet. Jay bowed politely and then knelt on one knee.
"Your Majesty, I have brought the people you requested to see."
It was the Queen. She looked Ling and me up and down carefully.
"They're both quite good-looking! Quite cute, and have great figures!"
The Queen spoke with satisfaction, then gestured to the maid beside her. The maid nodded and came down to us. Our handcuffs were removed, and at that moment, another maid came over carrying a tray with several ropes on it.
The two maids each grabbed one of the ropes and tied our hands behind our backs. Their practiced movements were astonishing. In just a few minutes, Ling and I were completely bound hand and foot, forced to kneel before the Queen, heads bowed, drool constantly drooling. Then a burly man came over, holding a leather whip, and lashed us dozens of times. Ling and I both let out painful howls, tears streaming down our faces. Then we lay flat on the ground, our feet were tied with another rope, and we were slowly pulled up, gradually becoming upside down. I felt a rush of blood to my head and felt uncomfortable. We were hanging upside down in the air, and if we struggled or swayed even slightly, the whip would fall mercilessly on our bodies. Our screams filled the room, while Jack watched from the side.
After being tortured, we both knelt on the ground again. Two men came forward, removed the balls from our mouths, and at the same time unzipped their pants, took out their hard penises, and put them into my mouth and Ling's mouth respectively. It was the first time I felt that thing in my mouth. Ling, having been trained by Jie, was already very skilled and began to suck. I slowly thrust in and out, feeling the penis pressing against the depths of my throat. I would occasionally lick the smooth head with my tongue. The man made satisfied sounds because of my actions. After a few minutes of thrusting, I felt the penis instantly become harder and thicker. The man let out a cry, and then the hard object in my mouth twitched as if convulsing. With a final, forceful thrust, I felt hot, slippery liquid rush into my throat, filling my mouth. After a few thrusts, the man pulled his penis out, his semen still shooting out, this time onto my face. At the same time, Ling's man also ejaculated, and we were both sprayed with semen. The Queen nodded happily, very satisfied with our performance.
"You two are great, I like you. Welcome to the SM world. From now on, you will be given missions to help our SM world flourish!"
Afterwards, the Queen went inside to rest, and Ling and I were brought out again. We were handcuffed, gagged, and blindfolded. The car took us away again, back to where we came from. In the following days, Ling and I went back to work as usual. We never mentioned this extraordinary experience to other girls. Occasionally, when we met at the company, we would smile at each other with an unspoken understanding. These three days changed my life and some of my views. I altered the pencil skirt of my company uniform to be shorter and narrower, and wore stockings. The friction between my legs when I walked produced unparalleled pleasure. Ling and I, besides our friendship, developed a deeper, more complex relationship. Sometimes we'd meet at home, or even during our lunch break at a hotel, where we'd tie each other up, torture each other, and enjoy the pleasure together! Jie loved me more and more. After work, he'd pick me up directly from his place to play our SM games. Sometimes he'd even park the car on the side of the road and do it in the car. Under his skillful use of ropes, I lost myself in the world of SM…
I liked it. I liked being tied up, being bound and tortured in the lonely nights, enjoying the masochistic pleasure!

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