My Wife Cooperates with My Adulterous Wife (The Flower Master's Training 3) by Soft Tutor

The result was the same as "a stone sinks into the sea," with no response. I ejaculated, and I wasn't in such a rush for Hua Lian's reply. I sent a message: "My wife screamed just now, what did you do to her?" More than an hour later, I received another message from Hua Lian: "Haha, your wife is serving other men like a bitch, and you can only masturbate? You're really cuckolded." Then, a while later, he sent another message: "That was some dirty talk training. I teased your wife until she really wanted to have sex, and I made her say things that she would be ashamed of herself. But your wife is a bit bad at this; she couldn't say them. Later, I changed some words, but she was still too embarrassed to say them, and she wouldn't call me master. So I had her lie flat on the bed, hoping she could have an orgasm. I stopped when she was almost at her climax, just forcing her to say those few words. When she couldn't say them, I thrust my penis in hard and pulled it out, and she screamed, haha." Actually, Hua Lian was right. My wife really dislikes swearing, like "penis" or "fucking," which she has never said. A moment later, another audio clip came through, this time of the wife's voice: "Ah... ah... husband... Master Hua is making me feel so good... ah... you can masturbate yourself... ah... Master Hua is better than you... ah..." "Get to the point, don't worry, I've already talked to your husband, and he agrees," said Hua Lian. "Ah... from now on, I'm... Master Hua's Yao Yao slave... ah... are you satisfied now... ah, ah... from now on, he'll fuck me as his master... ah... if he's in a good mood, he'll let you watch... ah... Master Hua can fuck me anytime... my hole belongs to Master Hua... ah... ah... ah--!" The last part was clearly the sound of the wife's orgasm. My God, Hua Lian had actually made his wife so submissive, calling herself "Yao Yao slave" and calling Hua Lian "master, Master Hua." Hua Lian had completely controlled my wife with his powerful sexual abilities. In later conversations, Hua Lian said that he actually wanted my wife to say, "Please, Master Hua, use your big cock to fuck Yao Yao's cunt," but my wife just couldn't say it. Later, he changed "cock" to "penis" and "cunt" to "vagina," but my wife still had difficulty saying it. However, she eventually said it. Hua Lian and I basically agreed that my wife's lewd language was relatively weak, and she was embarrassed to say it. She needed more practice. When she could casually say very vulgar things, that would be an upgrade. After all, she had broken through a psychological barrier, and she should be more casual and willing to be played with. Hua Lian said, "Didn't I mention that my wife has some sadomasochistic tendencies?" So he also used the method of having my wife talk to me, making her say some humiliating things about me, of course, in a submissive tone. By taking advantage of her habits with me, she could easily say things in front of Hua Lian that she couldn't say before, such as saying that she was a slave and that she could let Master Hua fuck her at will. The man with the painted face specifically mentioned that although his wife was cooperating well with various forms of BDSM, she wasn't quite there yet. This was because she had tried similar things before, treating them like a game. That wouldn't work; she needed more training until she felt it was normal and nothing special, and then she would become a slave. Haha, basically, he just wanted to train my wife a few more times. After that, there was no further news. Until the next day, my wife finally texted me: "You little green devil, this time it's great! Your brother really had his fun! I became bad because of you two." Haha, how did I become bad? I immediately replied: "Wife, was it good? I heard you didn't blame us when you climaxed yesterday." My wife replied: "You're so annoying, you little pervert! Your wife is someone else's slave, and you're still so happy?" I replied: "Happy, no matter whose slave you are, no matter who fucked you, I love you, wife." My wife replied: "You're so shameless! You just like your wife being played with by other men. How did I even marry you?" But it's good, your brother really made me feel very, very good. I replied: Will you be happy marrying me? My wife replied: Yes, you rascal, in terms of sex, Flower Face is really, really good, very good at sex, very good. I replied: Haha, it seems you really enjoyed being fucked by him, he kept saying he's good at sex and makes you feel good, shouldn't I call him Flower Master? My wife replied: Ugh, that's when we're playing, now we're going to eat, go to the city to eat, not at the hotel, so it's not Flower Master, it's Flower Face!! Haha, whatever, I think. Flower Face told me that slaves also develop step by step, first they feel like they are M when they are playing, then they feel like they are M when they see S, and finally they always think they are M. My wife is obviously still at the initial level, but she can calmly say things like "Flower Master" to me, so she has already accepted this kind of SM play. Flower Face is right, my wife has a strong submissive nature, under her very self-centered and strong appearance, she has an extremely strong M potential. Next, I'll roughly describe what happened on the second day. However, I only learned about this a few days later when I chatted with Hua Lian after returning to China. Of course, I didn't forget to ask my wife about the entire New Year's Day training process, to experience the stimulation from different perspectives. My wife's account was largely the same as Hua Lian's, just less intense and with different focuses. Listening to my wife recount how she was played with by others a few days prior while having sex with her was truly a great enjoyment for a cuckolded husband. Here, I'll mainly use Hua Lian's account, which is more stimulating: After dinner, my wife and Hua Lian returned to the hotel for another round of training. As Hua Lian instructed, as soon as my wife entered the room, she obediently stripped naked and knelt on the floor next to the sofa. Hua Lian sat down on the sofa, and my wife took off his shoes, clothes, and pants. Hua Lian said this was called "serving," a training exercise. My wife did it very well, quickly removing all of Hua Lian's clothes, and then consciously began sucking his not-fully-erect penis. The painted-face man specifically mentioned a scene where he casually lit a cigarette, and my wife immediately crawled to the table to get an ashtray, then crawled back and placed it on the round table next to the sofa. The painted-face man said, "Your wife is quite good at serving people; that's called being perceptive. Such a submissive is hard to find." The painted-face man even rewarded my wife for this: he pressed her down on the floor, then pressed himself on top of her, inserting his enormous penis into her vagina, making her squeeze and move. He occasionally thrust in and out, and my wife experienced a powerful orgasm. The painted-face man said my wife orgasmed very easily; this position alone could bring her to orgasm, which provided him with very convenient conditions for "training." Orgasm became a means for the painted-face man to coerce his wife into doing things she didn't want to do. Of course, it also served as a reward; when my wife satisfied him, he would nod, and my wife would eagerly lie down, waiting for her master's huge penis to enter her vagina, then exert all her strength, using the flesh inside her vagina to repeatedly squeeze and thrust the penis, finally reaching orgasm. I asked my wife about this too. She said that Hua Lian's penis was too long, and the glans wasn't ideal for her to rub against her sensitive spot by squeezing her legs together. However, Hua Lian's penis was thick enough to fully penetrate her, naturally touching her so-called "G-spot." So, no matter how she squeezed her hips, she could reach a high orgasm after a few thrusts. My wife submitted to Hua Lian just like that. Hua Lian said the second day's training was actually more extensive. The first day, he was worried my wife was too sensitive, so he didn't do much training. The second day was different. She wore a collar, a fishnet top, and an electric vibrator was opened and buzzing inside her. There were also handcuffs. Hua Lian bought all these things. He said we didn't need the old ones anymore and could throw them away. These new ones were for my wife to use, and we could keep them with us. I'd never seen my wife wear handcuffs before. Hua Lian said that with her hands cuffed behind her back, kneeling down and giving him oral sex, she'd look like a slut. It made me want to see it too. Then there was an even more intense shopping trip than the first day. My wife wore stockings, had a vibrator inserted into her vagina, a tail in her anus, and nipple clamps with two bells attached. Then she put on her coat again and had to go down from the 7th floor to the 1st floor, through the lobby, to the small supermarket to buy water. Hua Lian said that when they came back, they took out the vibrator, and a stream of fluid flowed out. My wife got a lot of stimulation and pleasure from this. My wife also mentioned this, saying that Hua Lian bullied her, always making her feel awkward, with a tail in her anus and her coat sticking up slightly. She was especially afraid that others would notice something strange, and she didn't dare to take a step, afraid that the nipple bells would make a sound, or that the foreign objects in her vagina and anus would fall out. If a tail or vibrator fell out in public, wouldn't that be incredibly embarrassing! Haha, my slave wife, this is probably the kind of stimulation Hua Lian wanted you to experience. I asked my wife if it was fun. My wife hit me and said it wasn't fun at all. I said, "Then you'll have to come back with soup and water?" My wife blushed even more, playfully punching me a few times, saying she wouldn't play with Painted Face again, because he talks nonsense! Painted Face's current confidence isn't about turning his wife into a slave, but about transforming her into the most enviable woman among S's, the one everyone...I wanted a submissive. Hua Lian made many concessions, accepting my subtle suggestions to help my wife adapt to being a submissive, not pushing her too hard, and breaking down tasks she felt embarrassed about, gradually allowing her to unconsciously reach the level expected of a submissive. Hua Lian said my wife was quite easy to train, readily cooperating with many techniques, but it just needed to become routine. I thought about it, and that was the reason—my wife had played many similar training-style sex games before, including enemas with Yi Wen and the others, which should all be considered SM, making it very basic for her. Because we woke up around noon on the third day, there wasn't much training content; we ate something and drove home. I returned home on January 6th. Back home, I basically had sex with my wife every day. The new stimulation made me feel that she was too cheap, too lewd, and that I would be missing out if I didn't have sex with her. My wife was extremely cooperative, meticulously and slightly exaggeratedly recounting her lewd affairs with Hua Lian during each sexual encounter. I also looked through the sex toys that Hua Lian had bought. The tail was a bit more advanced than ours; it was battery-operated, with a hairy tail at the back and a ten-centimeter-long rubber tip with a protrusion like a glans to prevent it from falling out of the anus. Because of the battery, it could vibrate, vibrate in the anus… I quickly asked my wife if she kept the anus vibrating when she went out to buy water. My wife said, "Of course! Otherwise, how could it be so stimulating?" Stimulating? I asked my wife, "You like playing like this?" You little slut! My wife admitted, "Yes, I listen to whatever Master Hua does. He always has something fun to do~. Every step I take, those two things vibrate, making me involuntarily think about that big thing… I can't wait to go back… but I don't dare to walk too fast, afraid it will fall out…" The result of my wife's teasing was that I pinned her down on the bed and fucked her. My wife laughed lewdly and said, "Hehe… ah… without my Master Hua's big thing, try your little bug… ah…" Basically, the few days I was back were this stimulating. I begged my wife several times before she finally agreed to let me have oral sex while handcuffed. Heh, I even blindfolded her, watching this slut kneel and suck my cock, thinking about how she used to serve others like this, I really didn't know how to fuck her properly. The collar and handcuffs were black, covered in metal rings. I could just grab any ring with the leash and lead my slutty wife around like a bitch. There were also many sets of fishnet stockings, all unopened and brand new, probably for future use. The vibrating egg and massager weren't anything special; ours would have been fine, but Hua Lian insisted on buying new ones, probably because he thought other men had used our stuff and he was disgusted. There was also a gag, but my wife said it was useless, though it didn't seem very comfortable. Hua Lian became my most anticipated online chat partner, constantly asking about his New Year's Day training sessions, and of course, I was also arranging another training session with him—I wanted to see it with my own eyes. However, Hua Lian refused my request, saying that my wife needed to consolidate the results. He felt that if I were present, the training effect would be poor, and he was afraid my wife would be embarrassed, since she was still new to this. He worried she might be hesitant to say or do certain things in front of me. So he hoped I wouldn't rush things; he wanted to train my wife alone for a while longer, and once he felt it was ready, he would call me in, guaranteeing I would be stunned. I thought that made sense, so although I desperately wanted to see Hua Lian train my wife, I restrained myself, anticipating the exciting scene when he called me in to witness the results. Moreover, as a slave wife, Hua Lian said he really enjoyed the feeling and pleasure my wife gave him, so he wanted more opportunities to play with her alone. After all, he would later bring her to his friends' enjoyment, and before that, he needed to enjoy my wife's body enough. Haha, that proves my wife still satisfies this self-important Hua Lian who has slept with models. As someone who enjoys cuckolding, I feel very proud that my wife is liked by others and wants to be raped multiple times. I asked Hua Lian when he could take my wife to meet his friends, specifically to have her participate in the group sex he arranged. Hua Lian laughed and said, "Don't rush. If my wife had only slept with me before, he would enjoy her for a while longer. After all, fewer penises penetrate her vagina, and there's the point of having her all to himself. But my wife is already a cuckold; she's been with many men before, so he won't enjoy her alone for long. Soon, once she's completely obedient, he'll invite his two sadistic friends to group sex with her." This made me hard. It meant at least two things: first, my wife was exceptional, making him reluctant to share her and wanting to keep her to himself; second, he felt that such a good wife was already a slut, so he had to share her. It was a bit like: "It's a pity such a good woman is so promiscuous; so many men have slept with her, so there's no need to cherish her. The more exciting the better." I quite like that feeling, especially when others are with my wife. However, I wasn't in a rush to have my wife group-trained; I just wanted to know when she would reach that level. Hua Lian said it shouldn't be long, and my wife's previous experiences would be very helpful in turning her into a perfect "Yao dog" (a term for a submissive female sexual partner). So, I didn't participate in the next session a week later. Hua Lian specifically chose a weekday lunch break, as my wife's lunch break wasn't long. She and that otaku, Da Ma, had previously used their lunch breaks for sex, but for Hua Lian, was such a short time enough? Besides, my wife couldn't carry such a large bag of training equipment to work. In the afternoon, I chatted with Hua Lian, who said his recent task was to get her body used to semen. Hearing this, I realized that basically didn't need any training, because my wife had already swallowed semen, played with other people's semen inside condoms, and even masturbated with other people's semen while giving me oral sex. The painted-face man laughed loudly and said, "No wonder she accepted it so easily! That's great! Your wife is a born slave, cut out to be a bitch. Why didn't you meet her sooner? But that's for you. Hopefully, it's for anyone. She can play with anyone's semen at will. For example, you can ask her to spit the semen from a blowjob into her hand, do some demonstrations, then suck it drop by drop into her mouth, demonstrate again, and then swallow it." "Oh," I quickly asked, "Did you do that today too?" Because although my wife swallows semen, she dislikes spitting it out, including spitting saliva on my penis for lubrication; she finds it disgusting. The painted-face man said, "Of course, your wife did it perfectly." I asked the painted-face man, "Besides playing with semen, is there anything else?" The painted-face man laughed and said, "Your slutty wife, would she be so obedient if I didn't fuck her? Of course, we had to try different positions." Hua Lian also suggested that I cooperate with the training. Since my wife was quite skilled at playing with semen, we could move on to another kind of training. He would have my wife complete some tasks, and I was to cooperate as much as possible. He also wanted to talk to my wife more about training, calling Hua Lian "Master," and making her feel that these things were said often and naturally. Of course, I would fully cooperate with this. Just one day later, Hua Lian invited my wife out again at noon. The day before, he asked her to wear his favorite high heels and stockings, but no underwear. He said she could wear thick stockings and a short skirt, and bring a collar, a leash, and a vibrator to work—not to wear them on her body, but to carry them with her. My wife was hesitant and embarrassed, and told me about Hua Lian's demands when she got back. Naturally, I did my best to help my wife. The collar and vibrator were easy to handle; I found a black bag, put them in it, sealed it, and put it in my wife's bag. I figured no one would bother to rummage through it. However, my wife hesitated about not wearing underwear, feeling it wasn't appropriate, especially since she had to go to work. It's really just a matter of habit, like sleeping naked. Those who aren't used to it feel uncomfortable, but those who are used to sleeping naked feel cramped in pajamas. After much persuasion, my wife finally agreed to Hua Lian's request. The next day, I watched with a hard-on as my wife, bare-bottomed, put on a pair of thick stockings, a short skirt, and her long, stockinged feet slipped into her blue high heels, swaying her hips as she went to work. But today, I didn't get a good result. Hua Lian didn't come online all afternoon, and when my wife came home in the evening, she seemed a little dejected. I quickly asked what was wrong, and to my surprise, she burst into tears. It turned out that around noon, Hua Lian had texted my wife, telling her to go to the bathroom, insert a vibrator into her vagina, turn it on full blast, and then go to a hotel to meet Hua Lian. My wife said that around noon, everyone was out eating, and there were many people, so she didn't do as Hua Lian asked and went directly to find him with the items. "Oh?" I asked my wife, "Did that guy get angry? Did he bully you?" My wife said, feeling wronged, "It was just inconvenient... How could he be so insensitive... How can he play like that? What kind of person is he... When I came in and found I hadn't listened to him, he gave me a long face... I don't owe him anything... Why should I put up with this?" I comforted my wife, "So you came straight back? Didn't you play?" My wife sobbed, "Yes..." I laughed out loud, but my wife cried even harder.I quickly apologized and asked my wife what was wrong. Weren't we just playing around? My wife said, "Hua Lian didn't say a word, didn't touch anything, didn't even ask her to perform oral sex, just penetrated me, and then pulled out and ejaculated on the sheets. When has he ever ejaculated anywhere else? Isn't this obvious anger and dissatisfaction? It's just because I didn't do what he said, is it really that big of a deal…?" I didn't know what to say. This wife of mine was brought to tears by Hua Lian's cold violence. She didn't realize that she naturally assumed Hua Lian ejaculating elsewhere was an act of anger. Therefore, my wife naturally assumed that Hua Lian should ejaculate inside her body—either her vagina, anus, or mouth—anywhere outside her body. From this, it's clear that Hua Lian's previous training and methods were at least successful. Of course, I also deserve a large part of the credit. --The pride of a cuckolded man. I tried to persuade my wife, saying, "Can't you just ignore him? If you're happy, talk to him; if you're not, don't talk to him. That's fine." --I said this on purpose to see my wife's reaction. My wife didn't say anything. We chatted about other things and then went to sleep. For three or four days, Hua Lian remained silent. My wife seemed a bit down when she came home. Although everything else was normal, I could tell she was depressed. We hadn't made love for several days. I texted Hua Lian, but he didn't reply. If he wanted to whet my wife's appetite, he should have done it by now. About two days later, Hua Lian finally responded, sending me a WeChat message: "I just texted your wife, why didn't she reply?" Well, I thought to myself, "So my wife is angry too. A day or two of silence will do. Too long, too much distance, and she won't respond." Hua Lian said he wanted to wait for his wife to text him first, to reach out to him, so that she wouldn't be able to refuse his requests. Sigh, although my wife is promiscuous and shameless, she still has that proud streak of a Beijing girl. We both held back, and my wife wouldn't text Hua Lian either. This is when I, the husband, had to step in. I told Hua Lian to send a text message saying that he hadn't been considerate of his wife's situation that day, and that he shouldn't be angry. Then he should ask his wife out again; it shouldn't be a problem, but he had to make her feel that he had gone too far. Hua Lian objected, saying, "Where does a S apologize to a M? How am I supposed to train them then? These two are both hot-tempered and need others to give in to them." I told Hua Lian, "How did it go last time when I asked you to back down? You should back down again this time. My wife will reward you even more. Don't worry, I know her." Then I told Hua Lian my assessment: his wife really wanted to maintain the relationship and didn't want it to end like this. Seeing his wife's expression when she came home that night, I knew Hua Lian had listened to me. --Even this tough guy, Hua Lian, has compromised with his wife quite a few times. It seems that although my wife, as he said, doesn't have the figure and face of those models, her unique wifely charm is something he can't resist. My wife was overjoyed when she got home. She said that Hua Lian had been texting her all morning, basically saying he wanted to meet and that she shouldn't ignore him. He wanted to talk things out in person, since they had a bad experience last time, so they needed to communicate more. Haha, although Hua Lian didn't completely follow my advice, at least he backed down, and this backing down was necessary to win my wife over. My wife has always been like this: if you're good to me and you give in to me, then I'll give in to you even more and go along with you. I said to my wife: "You've forgiven him already? Don't pay attention to him anymore, he's always making you angry. Let's find someone new, let him cool off somewhere else!" My wife sat on my lap and said: "You're the one who should cool off somewhere else! I've already forgiven him, so what? If we ignore him, where am I going to find such a big cock?" Haha, I said: "You still can't live without someone's cock, you little slut." My wife said, "Yeah, it's because yours isn't as long as hers. His feels so good, I orgasm as soon as he puts it in! I just love it, I just want to have sex with him!" Hehe, what followed was naturally another intense sexual encounter. Although my wife had been "trained" by Hua Lian many times, our sex life hadn't changed much. We still talked about specific details of her group sex with Hua Lian or with Yi Wen and the others, using these as stimulation to make her orgasm while I ejaculated. Only occasionally, when there was something I was interested in, would my wife demonstrate it for me, but I always had to beg her many times before she reluctantly agreed to demonstrate with me. Hua Lian had arranged to meet my wife, and in the morning, she prepared the collar and vibrator she had prepared before, wore stockings and those blue high heels to work, without underwear. In the morning, Hua Lian told me that his request was the same as last time, except he told his wife that if it wasn't convenient, she didn't need to install the vibrator; if it was convenient, the sooner she installed it, the better. But if she installed it before 10 AM, there would be a reward at noon! You know, after two conflicts with my wife, Hua Lian really knows her tricks better and better. I thought to myself, since Hua Lian changed his request and made some concessions for my wife, she might actually comply and secretly put the vibrator in her vagina before 10 AM, during her work hours. -- I can't help but feel excited just thinking about it. Sure enough, right at 10 AM, Hua Lian sent a WeChat message saying: "Haha, you slutty wife! I can't even describe it! She went to the bathroom and installed the vibrator herself, and even recorded the sound as I requested. I've got this slave for you, you're such a fucking slut. She's probably sitting at her desk working with her pussy vibrating right now." A little while later, Hua Lian sent a voice message. I listened to it, and it was the sound of a vibrating egg. Then it suddenly went quiet; it must have been the moment my wife inserted it into her vagina. I could also hear a very faint "Ah" from my wife. Haha, she's so slutty. After that, there was no more sound. At noon, I was still thinking that my wife was probably being fucked by Hua Lian, sucking his cock, and being trained by him. I finally waited until the afternoon when Hua Lian came online and couldn't wait to ask about what happened at noon. Hua Lian said that he brought takeout food, mainly to have his wife "serve" him. She was completely naked except for high heels and a collar. Hua Lian sat and led his wife, and she fed him bite by bite, then poured him water and gave him water to drink. The painted-face man said he had given his wife special permission to stand while serving him. Firstly, kneeling to feed him was inconvenient and uncomfortable for him. Secondly, "standing punishment" was originally part of the program—the master sits, the slave stands—but my wife was so obedient when crawling and kneeling, and she crawled so gracefully, her big buttocks swaying back and forth, that he had always let her crawl, and hadn't yet used the standing punishment. The painted-face man was very satisfied with his wife's performance. In his words, she stood when she was supposed to stand and knelt when she was supposed to kneel, very obedient and performing perfectly. I quickly asked the painted-face man about the vibrator. He said, "When your wife came in, I asked her to give me the remote. I saw it was still on, so I turned it off. Your wife couldn't take it anymore. I touched it, and her stockings were soaked through. That huge patch, when I lifted her skirt, it was all shiny, haha." Hearing this made me hard. I really wished no one was around so I could masturbate. My wife, dressed so provocatively, not wearing underwear, her vagina vibrating, walked all the way to the hotel… The man with the painted face said to me: “Your wife licked my feet, are you excited?” I was genuinely surprised; my wife had never licked my feet before. Was turning into a bitch really that simple? I quickly pressed for details. The man with the painted face laughed, saying he knew I would be excited, and then he recounted the process. He said that after having sex with my wife, he took a quick shower, then sat on the toilet while she washed her genitals. When she washed her feet, he waited until she was clean, then lifted his foot and played with her breasts. My wife let him do as he pleased. Then he used his foot to tease her chin and said to her: “You little rascal, I want to see you lick my feet.” My wife paused, seemingly hesitant, but he immediately added: “This is my master’s order~, my order~.” My wife didn’t hesitate any longer, but instead stuck out her little tongue and gently licked the man with the painted face’s instep. The woman with the painted face said it felt good, praising her wife's tongue. Then she said her legs were a little tired, and her wife immediately reached out and cupped them, gently licking them. The woman gradually put her feet down, and her wife followed suit, now kneeling on the floor licking the back of his feet. Leaving aside this little bit, I spent the whole afternoon asking around to find out what happened; the woman's storytelling ability is really weak. I really wanted to see this slut's performance live. The woman said her wife would make him very proud, and when he showed her off, his two friends would be incredibly envious. This time, his wife only licked the instep and ankle. The woman said she would let him see her holding his feet and sucking on each of his toes! Before leaving get off work, I went to the bathroom and masturbated; I was dying to hold it in! When I got home, my wife and I had a passionate encounter, but she mostly just went along with it, saying she had two orgasms at noon and was exhausted. Damn, this bitch, she's tired from playing with other men, and she doesn't even take care of her own husband. However, my wife said she didn't leave the vibrator on the whole time; she took it out as soon as she left the bathroom, otherwise it would have been a real problem if she could detect or hear the sound. Haha. Then, before looking for the face mask, my wife put it back in herself.So when Hua Lian entered the room, he saw his wife drenched in sweat. There was something else Hua Lian didn't tell me—his reward. I always thought his reward was just making her orgasm a few times, but it turned out he gave her a small gold pendant, a zodiac sign, and even the receipt for 1440 yuan. No wonder! My wife was so compliant this time, even licking his feet. She was already satisfied with Hua Lian's apologetic attitude, and with the little gift, she was bound to serve her "flower master" wholeheartedly. Hua Lian is quite wealthy and not stingy. He's very particular about these gifts, and the meals and hotels he takes my wife to—except for the recent times at a Home Inn, because that's the only hotel near my wife's workplace. He's willing to spend money and provides great sex; no wonder so many women submit to him, including my proud wife. My wife also said that because her high heels exposed her feet, Hua Lian lovingly warmed her feet, saying it was to prevent them from getting cold, which she greatly appreciated. I had the intention, the material things, and two orgasms, so I figured my wife's actions wouldn't be too much to ask. My wife didn't tell me about licking Hua Lian's feet, and I didn't press her. Actually, I was afraid she'd be embarrassed and wouldn't do it again. As a cuckolded husband, I'm pretty shameless, haha. But kissing my wife was even more exciting; I felt like I was sucking on a tongue that had licked other people's feet. Actually, my wife's little tongue had even licked other people's anuses, but licking feet was a new thing, it just felt exciting. But Hua Lian told me that licking feet had a different meaning, a master-slave feeling. Hua Lian was quite funny; he didn't tell me about covering my wife's feet. Did he think it didn't fit his S/S persona? This reconciliation between Hua Lian and my wife was perfect. The following weekend, Hua Lian asked me to find an excuse to go out so he could arrange for my wife to train me at my house. Of course, I was more than happy to do so. For my wife, fucking her was secondary; cooperating with Hua Lian's training of her was primary. I asked Hua Lian when I could join in and watch. He said that it would be best if my wife and I appeared as a submissive couple, but I disagreed. He explained that if the wife is the submissive and the husband isn't, it actually makes the training more difficult. The husband's presence can have a negative effect on the wife's wholehearted service to her master. That's why he hasn't let me participate yet—to allow my wife to better adapt to her submissive role. After saying all that, Hua Lian still refused my request to join, telling me to wait and promising a surprise. Of course, I could wait; I was just eager to see my wife's lewd and depraved face, haha. The following weekend, I made an excuse to work overtime and left early. For my wife, who was at home, Hua Lian's invitation was a natural fit. From around 10 a.m. when Hua Lian picked me up until after 6 p.m., he finished training my wife for the day and took her out to dinner. When I got home, they weren't there—all of this was Hua Lian's arrangement. My wife came home not long after, about an hour later. Following Hua Lian's instructions, I texted him to tell him my wife had arrived home. Hua Lian immediately replied: "Look at my Yao dog, your darling wife's little cunt! There's a gift for you, two of them!" Damn, Hua Lian's text immediately got me excited. My wife had just taken off her coat, revealing a fitted long sweater that reached her thighs, so she was only wearing thick stockings and high-heeled ankle boots. I hugged her tightly and asked, "Aren't you most afraid of the cold? Why are you dressed like this in the dead of winter? Did your master make you wear this again? You little slut, why didn't you dress like this before?" My wife let out a soft "ooh," giggling as she said, "Okay, he didn't make any demands, he just wanted me to dress according to his preferences, so I wore this. Besides, I was driven around, and I wasn't outside, so I wasn't cold at all." "You little slut," I cursed inwardly, "she even knows how to make excuses for her master now." I suddenly noticed that my wife wasn't wearing a bra. Her hands were outside her clothes, grasping her soft breasts. I kneaded them, and she giggled. "Where's your bra? Were you not wearing one, or did your master take it off? Tell me!" My wife laughed even harder, saying, "I'm exhausted! They played with me all afternoon, and now you won't let me go." They? I was shocked. Had that bastard found someone else to have sex with my wife? He didn't even tell me beforehand? And my wife agreed? She's started listening to that bastard and letting anyone have sex with her? Seeing my hesitation, my wife immediately gave me a deep kiss. Many questions swirled in my mind, but I had to enjoy that wanton little tongue first. I held my wife as we sat on the sofa, still kissing. I suddenly realized that it had been many years since we'd had such a passionate kiss. Kissing had become part of our sex life. My wife kissed me earnestly, and I tried my best to respond, as if I were thinking back to the time when we first got together, when kissing was more about expressing affection. I don't know how long we kissed before my wife and I separated. She looked at me and said, "Honey, will you ever leave me?" "Why wouldn't I leave you?" I asked. She smiled and said, "Because you think I'm dirty..." "No," I said firmly, "If you don't play with my cuckoldry, I'll love you forever. If you play with my cuckoldry, I'll still love you forever. We can't separate now. No woman can tolerate my hobby, and no man can tolerate being constantly cuckolded by you. I don't think you're dirty. This is my hobby. Don't you think I pay more attention to you than before? Look at other couples; after a few years of marriage, their interest in each other diminishes." My wife seemed a little reassured by what I said and asked, "Then... then everything I do is with your consent and your wishes. If you dare to betray me, see how I deal with you!" Haha, my wife seemed a little different today. Our relationship was already quite solid, and we both knew this, so we rarely seriously discussed relationship issues before. I hugged my wife and said, "We've been together for so many years, where would I find another woman as suitable as me? A relationship of over ten years only happens once in a lifetime." This wasn't just idle talk; my wife and I often share the same views on many things, or rather, we have similar morals and sense of right and wrong. Occasionally we disagree, but we discuss it. This kind of mutual understanding is truly rare. My wife looked at me for a long time, then suddenly kissed me again. This time it was different; her little tongue darted around, and my penis immediately became hard. My wife giggled and showed me her phone. It was a conversation between her and Hua Lian. Apparently, in my wife's WeChat, Hua Lian called her "Master Hua." What my wife showed me was a few lines of dialogue between Hua Lian and her. Hua Lian said: "Yao Quan, do you remember which one belongs to the master, your vagina or your ass?" My wife replied: "I remember~," the unforgettable Hua Lian said: "Good, when you get home your husband will ask you that, so just let her enjoy herself." My wife replied: "How annoying!" Hua Lian said: "Yao Quan, have you forgotten how to talk to me?" My wife replied, "Master, Yao Yao understands~, I'll do as you say when we get home." These words only whetted my appetite further. Later, I noticed my wife's sudden seriousness and conversation with me likely stemmed from her realization that she couldn't resist engaging in master-slave games with Hua Lian. It was a different kind of game than before, requiring my submissive wife to completely obey Hua Lian's demands, be played with by him, and even surrender her body to him, allowing him to do as he pleased and invite others to join him. I think my wife was just afraid I wouldn't accept it, so she tested the waters and, upon determining I wouldn't be disgusted by it, returned to her usual self. I quickly groped my wife's crotch, finding nothing unusual. My wife giggled, told me to sit on the sofa, and said, "Don't rush, my little turtle husband, Master told me to show you, wait patiently..." She spoke with extreme allure and utter lewdness. Then she took off her sweater in front of me, then her bra, leaving her upper body naked. She slowly removed her stockings and boots until she was only wearing a small pair of black panties. My wife suddenly became embarrassed, then spread her legs and stood on either side of me, so her genitals were directly in front of me. She pulled her panties aside, exposing her genitals, protected by her labia. With one hand holding her panties, she used the other to separate her labia and insert her fingers into her vagina. Perhaps from the stimulation, my wife let out a soft "Ah." Had she aroused herself? I thought to myself, but I knew I would have to remove something from her vagina. While checking WeChat earlier, I had wondered if it was semen or vaginal discharge, since it wasn't her safe period, and doing this would be too risky. But seeing how she was removing it herself, it wasn't vaginal discharge, haha. My wife frowned slightly, pulled the object out of her vagina to the opening, but didn't take it out again. Then she sighed in relief and said to me, "Honey... suck it out..." I was already incredibly excited. My wife's genitals, still glistening with cum from being fucked by someone else, were right in front of me.I leaned in and sucked on her entire vulva, causing my wife to cry out. I licked her vagina and, sure enough, found something. She had already pulled it to the entrance. I sucked and bit, then pulled it out with a whoosh, accompanied by my wife's moan! "Damn!" I cursed. This bastard, not only did she have sex with someone, but she also made me use my mouth to remove the condom he'd left inside her vagina after ejaculating! --A slight sense of humiliation only fueled my excitement. I had to admire how skilled Hua Lian was in this area. The condom slapped against my chin. I held it in my hand; it was covered in sticky fluid, the end tightly tied with several knots, clearly to prevent the semen from leaking out. Because it had been inside my wife, it was still warm. I don't know what expression I had. I stroked it, pushing all the semen into the small pouch at the top. Good grief, quite a lot! The pouch was full, with about half a centimeter of semen still sticking out. My wife nestled seductively in my arms, looking at the semen in my hand, and said, "My master shot way more than you..." I held the semen-covered condom to her nose, and she inhaled, looking ecstatic, saying, "It smells so good...it's all the smell of semen..." My wife's appearance was so slutty that I couldn't resist fucking her, but she told me to wait, saying there was one more. Then she lay down on the sofa, sticking her plump ass out towards me. Damn, I saw the knotted base of a condom outside her anus; obviously, the rest was inside. Just as I was about to use my hand, my wife let out a soft "Ah," then covered her anus with one hand and said to me, "Honey...use your mouth..." "Is this what your master wants?" I asked my wife. She'd made me remove the condom from her body twice in a row; I figured there must be a reason. My wife looked at me seductively and nodded. Sure enough, this slut of a wife... I thought my master's training was successful; my wife was even following his instructions at home. Of course I'd cooperate; my wife being a slave was my dream too. Without hesitation, I bit down on the knotted part sticking out of my wife's anus and pulled hard. With a groan of pure pleasure from my wife, a condom smeared with semen was pulled out. I ignored my wife and immediately took it to the toilet to wash it. Although it wasn't dirty, it was still something taken from her anus, and I couldn't bear to throw it away directly; it was better to wash it clean. This bag of semen contained even more than the previous one. I suddenly remembered the text message Hua Lian had sent to my wife, the one that said, "Do you remember which one is the master's?" I suddenly felt a surge of excitement. I had this suspicion earlier—Hua Lian had taken my wife to another man! This bag of semen belonged to another man; I felt it was almost certain. Sure enough, my wife straddled me, holding a semen-stained condom in one hand, wildly twisting her waist, and admitting that Hua Lian had taken another man to have sex with her! "Ah... ah... husband, your wife had a threesome with another man, are you excited?" my wife moaned. I thrust my belly in and out of my wanton, filthy wife, saying, "Excited, you little bitch, now you're doing threesomes without me? How shameless!" "You're the shameless one, ah... you just like other people playing with your wife... ah, ah... whoever the Flower Master tells me to play with, I'll play with... are you satisfied now..." To be honest, I was really excited. My wife had done a threesome with Yiwen and Daqing before without me, but I was present the first time. This time, Flower Face completely controlled the threesome, and I didn't even know who the man was. My wife was being fucked. The thrill and heartache were still very strong. Flower Face told me that after he had his fill of playing with my wife alone, he would definitely bring others to play with her, and that it wouldn't be long because my wife had already been played with by many people. It seems that his interest in fucking my wife alone has ended, and this time he brought a friend to fuck my wife together. I lost control and shoved the bag of semen from the woman with the painted face into my wife's mouth. She immediately kissed me, and our tongues became entangled, frantically swirling in our mouths. The thrill of this cuckolding was indescribable. Suddenly, I smelled a strong odor of semen. My wife had deliberately torn the condom. I quickly stopped kissing her, pulled my tongue away, and said, "You little slut, isn't it enough that you're eating other people's semen yourself? You want your husband to eat it too?" My wife smiled seductively, then knelt between my legs, looking at me. She then removed the condom from her mouth with her hand. How to describe it? It was like sucking on noodles—one sucking, the other spitting out. This way, all of the woman's semen remained in her mouth. She looked at the deflated condom with a seductive expression. Then my wife started giving me oral sex, her mouth full of semen spilling all over my penis. While sucking, she tore open another condom, pouring the second man's semen onto my penis. Both of them ejaculated quite a bit; even my stomach was covered in sticky semen. My wife seemed very excited, kissing me while her hands flew up and down, stroking my penis. Already extremely stimulated, I offered little resistance and was easily brought to climax by my wife's manipulation of the two men's semen… We were both panting, my wife playing with the mixture of three men's semen on my penis, and then she started stroking it again. A tingling sensation came from the head of my penis, and I tried to pull away, but my wife wouldn't let up, saying, "No, honey, I want to make you come again, don't move!" My wife grabbed the base of my penis with one hand and started stroking it again with the other. I endured the tingling sensation, enjoying the excessive stimulation. My wife, while masturbating, said, "My good husband, let me play one more time. This time I brought back the semen of two men, all three of you mixed together. Doesn't it feel good to use other men's semen? It's all from when they played with your wife!" My wife's words stimulated me so much that I quickly became erect again. I felt my glans burning hot. My wife continued, "Is it good? Your own wife using other men's semen to masturbate you?" I nodded and said, "It feels good..." "Then I'll bring back more semen in the future. Others will have fun with your wife, and your wife will have fun with you. Isn't that harmonious? Do you know why I don't let you use your mouth? Because the Flower Master said I can only eat his semen. That male slave's semen can't touch my tongue, so I can only use my hand... You can only use my hand to ejaculate today... I won't let you use your little hole..." Listening to my wife's lewd words, I ejaculated again. There was still quite a lot of white semen. My wife laughed and played with the sticky semen in her hand. My wife and I shared another deep kiss… After ejaculating twice, I finally had time to find out exactly how my wife had been played with today. It turned out that this time, Hua Lian had called in one of his male subs. Hua Lian had told me about this man before; he was the husband in one of the couples he had trained, and I had even seen some photos of them. The wife of that couple had been with Hua Lian a few times before quitting because she was divorced. I asked Hua Lian if she got divorced because of this, and he said that when he met them, they were already divorced, but they maintained contact and had sex. Later, they started playing together with Hua Lian. Then the woman got married and left the game, but the sub stayed; he was one of Hua Lian's male slaves. I asked Hua Lian how he played with the male sub. He said he had only had him perform oral sex on her, and hadn't done anything else. He wasn't interested in men, so he waited for a woman like my wife to join before he would play with her. The painted-face man didn't tell my wife about the other man; she only found out after entering the house. However, he was convinced she was alright and wouldn't object. And indeed, things turned out as he predicted. After several encounters, my wife, already largely submissive, readily accepted the man her master brought. The male slave was the lowest in status; he wasn't allowed to have sex with my wife and was even ridden around by her several times. But the painted-face man made the male slave lick my wife's vagina until it was completely wet before he inserted his enormous penis. Speaking of which, another thing comes up: the painted-face man has never performed oral sex on my wife. He said he dislikes licking women's genitals, finding it uncomfortable. He's only licked his own wife a few times. He's licked other women—a model a few years ago, maybe once, because she was young and had only had one boyfriend. He hasn't licked any others. Although my wife satisfies him in every way, her vagina has already been penetrated by too many penises, so "I would never even consider licking your wife's rotten vagina"—the painted-face man's exact words. The painted-face man started having sex with my wife, while the male slave knelt and served her. After a while, he even told the male slave to get water for my wife to drink. Then he watched as my wife reached orgasm under the painted-face man's penetration. The painted-face man said that even a spectator's actions had excited him, and that group sex was more interesting. Later, the painted-face man gave my wife and...The male slaves were all collared and led around the room like dogs, two dogs at a time! The man with the painted face was very satisfied, saying he hadn't played like this in a long time, it was very exciting. He even made the male slaves follow behind his wife, her crawling and the male slaves crawling too, their mouths never leaving her anus, they had to lick and suck it, the two of them connected like this were exceptionally pleasing to the eye. I said it looked like a horror movie called "Human Centipede," the man with the painted face laughed, saying he'd seen it too, but it wasn't as fun as his, that one was too bloody and disgusting, his "centipede" only brought a lewd aesthetic. Later, the wife lay on the male slave's back, legs spread, being fucked by the man with the painted face, saying that if the person below her was her, he would find it even more exciting, and she would find it exciting too. I just chuckled and didn't answer. And so, the male slave assisted the painted-face man in having sex with my wife, including her vagina and anus. The painted-face man made my wife put a condom on the male slave, using only her hands, not even her mouth, to help him ejaculate, as a reward for his performance. Then he made the male slave remove the condom, and my wife lay face down on the bed, sticking her buttocks out, letting the male slave slowly insert the knotted condom into her anus, saying, "The Yao dog's husband still needs to masturbate with this bag of semen." I wonder what the male slave felt when he heard that, whether he thought I was even lower than him, the lowest-ranking submissive. Then the painted-face man lay down and made my wife ride him, moving her buttocks until he also ejaculated into the condom. Then he gave my wife a task: she could enjoy the painted-face man's own semen, even swallowing it, while the male slave's semen was for me to use; she had to use the male slave's semen to masturbate me. Haha, my wife basically completed Hua Lian's task. Hua Lian listened to how my wife and I played, and said she still needed further training because it differed from his expectations. Hua Lian was quite satisfied with bringing in a male slave to play with my wife this time. Afterwards, he told me he wanted to slightly change his training methods, saying that a woman as capable as my wife shouldn't just be a dog; that's completely passive. He wanted her to be more proactive while remaining obedient, training her towards a "slutty female slave." He wanted her to actively seek love while being trained—that would be perfect. For me, I've always thought my strong-willed wife was more suitable as a "slutty woman," but Hua Lian's assertiveness also brought out her submissive nature. If these two aspects could be combined, I certainly wouldn't have any objections. The term "slutty woman" probably comes from Japanese AV; it refers to someone who is very proactive during sex, unable to resist the urge to be fucked when seeing a man's penis. Hua Lian finally said that the male slave's penis was always hard, showing he also wanted to fuck my wife. I said, isn't that male slave the lowest in status? "Can't have sex with my wife?" The painted-face man laughed, saying he'd soon let male slaves have sex with my wife. After all, my wife is a woman, the one to be fucked, and the male slaves are the lowest in status. But he also wanted to be able to have sex with my wife, who is of higher status. This class misalignment is quite fun, like a noble French white woman being fucked by a black man they all look down on—it's actually more exciting. If she couldn't have sex with him, it would be much less fun and fun. In short, although this time I didn't bring the painted-face man's two sadistic friends along as I had imagined, it was still a very successful attempt. My wife was able to completely accept the men the painted-face man brought, which was a big breakthrough. Before, even the men I brought, my wife would carefully select. This increasingly casual approach shows that my wife doesn't see her body as so high and mighty anymore, and is more focused on the content of sex. Of course, my wife still said it was because of me, because she knew I liked her doing this, otherwise, she wouldn't strip naked and play with random men. Hehe, if that's the reason, then I'm even more satisfied. My wife's cooperation makes my wife-cuckolding even more meaningful. Another thing my wife mentioned is that when the male slave and she were alone in the toilet, he hugged her from behind and rubbed her breasts, from gentle caresses to forceful squeezing. It didn't last long, just a moment, and neither of them made a sound. The male slave's hot penis was pressed against my wife's buttocks. Haha, it seems that although this male slave is controlled by the painted face, he can't help but want to have sex with my wife, proving my wife's excellence once again. Moreover, the fact that "neither of them made a sound" also intrigued me. The male slave didn't say anything, and neither did my wife. What does that mean? It means that the painted face didn't allow the male slave to have more physical contact with my wife, and my wife was consciously trying to abide by that. This means that my wife's habit of obeying the painted face has already been cultivated. Also, this time my wife told me about licking the painted face's feet, but she only touched on it briefly. She said the painted face really liked her feet, holding them and playing with them, and she found his feet very peculiar—how to put it, "beautiful" wouldn't be an exaggeration. Since his master asked her to lick them, she kissed them a few times. I'm curious what "beautiful feet" means. Does it even matter if it's related to appearance? My wife said she'd seen Yiwen's feet before; they were clean and white (yes, I remembered my wife washing Yiwen's feet, and Yiwen playing with my wife's firm, round breasts with his feet). But Hualian's feet were several times better than Yiwen's. Although not as white, they were very clean and delicate, or rather, indistinguishable from the skin on her face and hands. I still don't quite understand. Let's just assume my wife is making excuses for licking Hualian's feet. I didn't ask too many questions, afraid that if I did, she'd develop a resistance to licking feet. After all, I actually want my wife to be promiscuous. Haha, sometimes I'm shocked by my own cuckolding thoughts. The more rotten and promiscuous my wife is, the more I love her and the more interested I become in her. Most men probably only have a "playing around" attitude towards promiscuous women. The painted-face man's version was different. He said he sat while my wife and the male slave knelt on the ground, each taking one of my feet. Because the male slave licked my entire foot and sucked my toes, my wife, who had only previously had her insteps and ankles licked by the painted-face man, started licking my toes too, influenced by him. While not as thorough as the male slave, it was still progress. Having someone to compare and contrast with, and being led astray, was effective. Therefore, the painted-face man kept trying to get me to be a slave too, to train us together. He thought if I did everything, my wife would quickly follow suit. The reason I hadn't agreed to be a slave was twofold: firstly, I didn't like that feeling; secondly, since we were doing this, and my wife was being raped, I needed to give her the feeling that no matter what happened to her, I was there for her. I had to establish an image of reliability to ensure the bond and trust between my wife and me. If I were shamelessly trampled underfoot, my wife would likely lose her dependence on me and feel insecure. That's what I thought, so I could only endure some humiliation within the limits my wife could accept. The Spring Festival is just a few days away, and Hua Lian will be going back to his hometown for the New Year. He won't be back in Beijing for over half a month. I guessed he wouldn't just leave like that, given how much he was enjoying playing with my wife. Sure enough, Hua Lian arranged for his wife to have her final "closing session" of 2013 on the night before he left, the 29th of the lunar year! This time I didn't miss it; Hua Lian directly told me to come too, knowing I couldn't hold back any longer. Haha, it's true. After hearing so many stories of my wife being "disciplined" by Hua Lian, plus the last time another man was involved, I wasn't satisfied with just listening and imagining. I wanted to see with my own eyes how my little slut was being played with by Hua Lian and his group! That day, everyone had to go to work, and my wife and her colleagues even had a small meeting. My wife, who had switched to administrative work, went to her workplace dressed formally: high heels, tight-fitting trousers that accentuated her round buttocks, a short, fitted blazer over a white shirt that covered her ample breasts—a complete office lady look. Everything seemed ordinary, but no one would ever imagine that this office lady would transform into a promiscuous bitch after get off work. I had nothing else to do, so I arrived at my wife's workplace more than an hour early to pick her up after get off work, and then we'd head to the hotel room run by Hua Lian. While waiting in the car, I kept imagining what would happen, and my penis remained hard. In the car, I saw my wife and a few others talking in the lobby of her workplace. My wife's little suit was incredibly alluring. There was also a female colleague next to her who also caught my eye; I knew her name was Sun Rui. She was wearing the same suit as my wife, a different kind of allure. My wife is reserved and subtly seductive, while Sun Rui has a fiery personality. Her short hair made her look capable and energetic, but her breasts were enormous, looking restless under her white shirt—it seemed like the cleavage might burst open at any moment. I wasn't very close, so I couldn't see clearly. A moment later, my wife came out, put on her coat, grabbed her bag, and got into the car. We exchanged a glance; everything was clear in that one look. A sex slave, a bitch, soon to be displayed before her husband.Indeed, after hearing so many stories of my wife being "trained" by Hua Lian, and considering that another man was involved last time, I wasn't content with just listening and imagining. I wanted to see with my own eyes how my little slut was being played with by Hua Lian and his group! That day, everyone had to go to work, and my wife and her colleagues had a small meeting. My wife, who had switched to an administrative job, went to work in a suit—high heels, tight-fitting trousers that accentuated her round buttocks, a short, fitted blazer over a white shirt that covered her ample breasts—a complete office lady look. Everything seemed ordinary, but no one would ever imagine that this office lady would become a promiscuous bitch after get off work. I had nothing else to do, so I arrived at my wife's workplace more than an hour early to pick her up from get off work, and then we headed to the hotel room Hua Lian had booked. While waiting in the car, I kept imagining what would happen, and my penis remained hard. In the car, I saw my wife and a few others talking in the lobby of her workplace. My wife's little suit was incredibly alluring. There was also a female colleague next to her who also caught my eye; I knew her name was Sun Rui. She was wearing the same suit as my wife, a different kind of allure. My wife is reserved and subtly seductive, while Sun Rui has a fiery personality. Her short hair made her look capable and energetic, but her breasts were enormous, looking restless under her white shirt—it seemed like the cleavage might burst open at any moment. I wasn't very close, so I couldn't see clearly. A moment later, my wife came out, put on her coat, grabbed her bag, and got into the car. We exchanged a glance; everything was clear in that one look. A sex slave, a bitch, soon to be displayed before her husband.

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