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Suzanne?s Return

Part I

By: R.J. Silverwood

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I stood in the middle of the small, musty-smelling, motel room towel-drying my hair as I watched Suzanne twist and squirm, lying naked and hog-cuffed on the bed. I?d give anything to have a picture of this, I thought.? Her wrists handcuffed behind her, her ankles cuffed together, pulled back and pad-locked to her wrist cuffs.? The same padlock was also used to lock both sets of cuffs to a small steel ring, which is anchored to a thick, four-inch-wide black leather belt that encircled her small waist. The belt is buckled in the front, absolutely no way for her to reach around and release it. Being locked to the ring limited the movement of both her hands and feet. The black leather hood enveloping her head was tight and secure.? The leather is soft enough that it conformed to her head and face perfectly.? It zipped closed in the back and locked at the base of her neck with a small padlock.? Her dark hair could be seen curling up around the thickened neckline of the leather hood.? A short, thick penis gag, which was held firmly in place by two hood-mounted straps, was probably too large for her mouth but she seemed to tolerate it ok.? There were no openings in the hood except for a small triangular hole, which allowed her small, straight nose to breath air.? Her head was securely encased in a dark, leather prison.

I walked over to the bed and gently pushed my hand between her closed, bent knees. I could hear her quick, shallow breaths between the inaudible sounds coming from the hood as she tightened against the steel restraints.?? I waited, holding my hand in place.?? After a moment she slowly opened the area between her thighs, spreading her knees as far as her cuffed ankles permitted.? I caressed her inner thighs while directing my hand toward her crotch.?? When I was within inches of her womanhood I could feel her thigh muscles vibrating.? The vibrating dildo that I placed in her vagina before I showered was still at a slow, but strong and steady hum.? As my hand reached the strap that secured a hard, rubber butt plug and the vibrator deep inside her I knew they both were serving their purpose.? The leather strap was soaked with her juices and the sheet beneath her was evidence of several orgasms. I tugged on the one-inch wide leather strap that was pulled tight between her legs and she responded with a quick jerk and loud moan.

The crotch strap was fastened in back to the waist strap, pulled tight, between her butt-cheeks, down, under to separate the outer lips of her vagina, then proceeded up and buckled to the front of the waist strap.? The crotch strap has four snaps on the inside, a choice of two in the rear, and two in the front, which assures that a snap is perfectly located for each hole.?? When used, the rear snap will firmly attach to the six-inch, butt plug, concealing and securing the anal device in place. The plug has an oblong shape to its base, which seats itself perfectly between her ass cheeks, and also prevents it from being swallowed by her anus if the snap came loose. The other two snaps are positioned a few inches away, allowing either to be used to attach the vibrator to it.? This particular vibrator is penis-shaped, seven-inches long, an inch and a half across and has one-half inch, round, finger-like projections set around and along it length.? Two ?D? batteries are sealed inside it, and an adjustment for two speeds at its base. Tonight, I chose the slower, stronger vibrations.

I knew the vibrator was uncomfortable for her.? Suzanne isn?t built for a large cock.? I stood over her remembering our past and how difficult it was for her to take all of me inside her. I always loved how responsive she was to my touch. And tonight I learned that that hasn?t changed over the past few years.

I walked over and seated myself at the table, pulled the curtain slightly to one side and could see a caf? across the street.? I noticed that the street wasn?t very busy for a Friday night.? A cappuccino sounds good, I thought, as I closed the curtain.

?Mmmmpppmmrr?.? ?You say something hon?, I asked. Her moans were becoming a little louder.? I had purposely rented an end room, just in case.? I reached into a small overnight bag I brought and removed a comb, cigarettes and lighter.? After combing my still-damp hair I lit a cigarette, sat back in the chair and savored the scene before me.

Suzanne?s skin was glistening with perspiration as I watched her hands struggle in vane to reach the strap that held her vagina and anus captive.? She is 100 percent woman, I thought.? And her helplessness and vulnerability only enhances everything she already is, instilling within me an animal-like desire for her.? I found myself wanting her again, even more than I did just minutes ago.? As I sat watching her, I wondered . . . Who?s really the captive here??

Somehow the past few years have humbled her, I thought.? She?s would?ve never come to me before, much less allow herself to be put in this position.? And she doesn?t easily admit to being wrong about anything.? But she did come to me, and at the place of my choosing.? Though she didn?t say it, in an almost an apologetic manner. Or is she just tired?? I didn?t see the ?determined?, ?always in control? Suzanne I once knew.?? Is it loneliness? Her two girls are off to college now.? Maybe it?s the madness in the world today, causing her to reevaluate her priorities.? Or perhaps it?s guilt over a hasty divorce two years ago, ended our 12-month marriage.? Our marriage was very difficult, for both of us and her solution to the problems was a divorce.? No ifs, ands or buts about it.? But she?s remarried now.? Is it that bad of a bad marriage I wondered, as I considered the reasons why she so willingly set herself up to be used in any way it pleased me.

Was she prepared for it to go this far?? Maybe she wanted this all along and I never realized it.? I often joked that she needed a good spanking and her reply was always, ?That?ll be the day?.? Did she really expect to come here and just talk? Whatever her reason for coming here tonight, its almost irrelevant now, as she?s in no position to deny me anything I want, nor can she stop me from taking her as many times as I wish and in any way I please.

I met and started dating Suzanne five years ago when I went to work for a company where she is employed as a bookkeeper.?? She was a 33 year-old divorced mother of two teenage girls.? I was 37, never married and I had no children.? I was attracted to her the first time we met.? She?s intelligent, a bit stubborn, opinionated, independent, controlling, and was used to having her way.?

She?s a hard worker but takes everything too serious.? But these are the things that attracted me to her, I thought to myself.? She isn?t glamorous, but she is attractive. The typical ideal of the girl-next-door.? She?s five foot four inches tall and it looks like she?s maintaining her idea weight of one hundred fifteen pounds.? I suppose she still does her aerobics three times a week.? Her dark hair just touches her shoulders and she keeps it feathered back.? She has sparkling green eyes, which is accented by thin eyebrows and high cheekbones.? She?s always been fanatical about personal hygiene and her appearance, I thought, remembering her daily, two-hour morning bathroom ritual.?

Why did she call me, I wondered.? I?ve talked to her twice since the divorce.? About a year ago I stopped in her workplace to get some papers I needed.? She wasn?t unfriendly, just . . . indifferent.? I noticed the nameplate on her desk, still using my name and, she wasn?t wearing any rings.? Maybe I should ask her out to lunch, I thought.

But, as our conversation went on I decided against it.? And again about three months ago when I called her to get a contact number of an associate I worked with while I was there.? The company doesn?t give that information out, but I thought she would.? While talking to her I asked her to lunch.

?Well, You know I?m married now.?? She said.

?No, I didn?t know that.? I replied.

?I am, she said. ?But it?s ok, we can still go to lunch?.? She went on to say she got married several months ago and they were very, very happy.

?Ooook?, I said.? ?I didn?t know.? We?ll just forget that idea?.? But she insisted we do lunch anyway, that it would be ok.? I decided against it. I really didn?t want to hear about how happy they were and how much better off she is now.

?Well, call me if you ever want to talk?, she said.

?Ok?, I said and hung up the phone.

Until last week, this has been my only communication with Suzanne.? Last week when she called, I recognized the incoming number displayed of my cell phone.? It was the private line to her office.? I had mixed feelings about talking to her, so I let it ring. If it?s important she?ll leave a message, I decided.? And she did leave a message:? ?Hi Russ, it?s Suzanne.? Sorry I missed you.? I was hoping maybe we could get together, maybe have coffee and talk awhile.? I?ll call back tomorrow afternoon.? Bye-bye?.

I spent the rest of the day thinking about her message.? What could she want to talk about??? Is she single again?? I wondered. The thought of how easily she walked out of a marriage, and my life and how easily she thinks she can walk back into it almost angered me.? Actually, I don?t believe I?ve really gotten over the anger I felt toward her for walking out.? Yes, she is single again, I concluded.? And I would like to see her again, but it will be on my terms.?

I?ve been involved with only one woman since Suzanne.? I met Shannon about six months after the divorce.? I moved back to my hometown and Shannon was a cute, perky 24 year-old cashier at the corner convenience store.? After a few weeks of seeing and talking to her on my morning coffee stop the subject of dating came up.? She talked about the immaturity of boys her age and expressed her interest in older men.? Understanding this to be an invitation to ask her out, and meeting the main requirement, I suggested that we go out sometime.? She agreed, and it was the start of an eight month relationship.? Shannon made it clear on our first date what she wanted.? We had spent our first date at a Renaissance Faire.?? On our way home the conversation was mainly about the events of the day and life in the fourteenth century.

There was a lull in the conversation and after a few minutes of silence, she asked, ?Have you ever spanked a little girl before??? I couldn?t believe what I just heard.? And I wasn?t sure how to take her question.?

Shannon was little, but she was no girl.? She was a woman and wore the cloths to prove it.? She looked at me waiting for an answer.?? ?No.? I answered. ?But I?ve threatened to several times.?

?Would you like to spank me?? She asked.

?Why, have you been bad??

?Yes.? she whispered.

Shannon was a submissive searching for a Dom.? And it was with her that I discovered and explored the world of bondage and discipline.

I received Suzanne?s call the next afternoon as she promised.

?Hi Russ, did you get my message?, she asked.

?Hello Suzanne, yeah I did?.

?And??

?Is there something wrong?? I asked.

?No, I was just hoping we could talk a while.?

?But not over the phone??

?No?. She said.

?Won?t your husband care??? I asked, thinking my question would confirm my idea she was again single.

But she went on to say that he and some friends are going out of town on a fishing tournament Wednesday and would be gone until Sunday night.? But it wouldn?t matter anyway, he would be ok with it, she said.

Ok, so she?s still married, I thought.? However, I didn?t believe all was well with them.? I told her I?d like to see her, but I didn?t know my schedule next week.? I?ll call you Monday, I said.? We talked a few more minutes, how?s the girls, job going ok, that kind of stuff but hung up with the understanding I would call her Monday afternoon.

I knew exactly what my schedule was for that next week but wanted a few days to think about this ?meeting?.

She still looks better than most women do at half her age, I thought, as I watched her struggle onto her side, her breasts falling slightly toward the bed.? Her 34C-28-35 measurements would be the envy of any women her age, and younger.? I noticed the large wet area on the white sheet when she rolled to her side.? Yes, I thought to myself, she?s enjoying it whether she wants to or not.

?Hmmmphhh?, Suzanne moaned again.

I should talk with her, I told myself.? After all, that is why she came here tonight.? She didn?t really resist my advances, though.? She even allowed me to handcuff her.? But, after that she had little choice of how the evening would proceed.

I stood up, walked back over to my leather bag and removed a short chain that had small metal clamps connected at each end.? I turned to Suzanne and placed one hand on her upper arm, bracing her on her side.?? ?Mmmphhhheeemmmm?, she moaned in anticipation of something to come.? I laid the chain on the bed and cupped one of her breasts.? With a milking motion and a firm squeeze I worked my hand to the small firm nipple.? ?Mmmmrrphhh?, she moaned again as she stiffened her back..? As I slowly rolled her nipple between forefinger and thumb, it hardened.? I gave it a firm pinch and then picked up the clamp and fastened it onto the awaiting nipple. ?Arrrmmmmfff?, her body stiffened again in protest of the clamp.

With my forefinger I gently caressed the other nipple in a circular motion.? It was already erect and waiting to be clamped.? I picked up the other clamp and caressed her nipple with the cold metal.? After a few moments, it too was flattened by the clamp.

?Mmmmpphhhhaarrrr?, was her reply as her body stiffened and twisted again and again.? But the steel cuffs held her secure in her hog-tied position.

I had forgotten just how sensitive her breast and nipples were.? She was one of the few women I ever knew whom could orgasm just from having her breasts fondled.??

I released her arm and watched as she rolled onto her stomach and back to her side in an attempt to loosen the clamps, but they held firmly.

I walked over to where my clothes were hanging and heard her moan several times while I got dressed.? Her muffled and distorted sounds seemed to be more of a plea than protest.? Perhaps she heard me dressing and feared I?d leave her like that.? But I had decided to go for that cappuccino; the night?s still young.? I?d only be gone a few minutes, but she wouldn?t know that.? After dressing I walked over to her, bent over to speak into her ear and said, ?Suzanne, I?m going for ice?. ?Yyyyhhyyoo?! She tried so hard to make it a clear ?no??. ?I?ll be back soon.? Don?t make too much noise now, I?m leaving the door unlocked and you never know who might come in to investigate that noise?.? ?Yyyyhhyyooh?! She again muttered her disapproval.? ?Yes, yes, I?ll be sure to bring back enough to last awhile?, I said.? ?Oyyynhhaat?! She tried again to express her disapproval as she jerked her body back and forth on the bed.

That should keep her mind swirling for awhile, I thought, remembering our past games. Suzanne can?t stand it when her nipples are teased with ice cubes; it drives her into an uncontrollable frenzy.? I walked over to the table, picked up my cigarettes and lighter and walked to the door.?? ?NYYYHHHYYYAA?! She sounded almost panicked as I opened the door.? ?Shuush, I?ll just be a short while?, I said as I closed the door behind me.

Suzanne?s Return

Part I

By: R.J. Silverwood

([email protected])

I stood in the middle of the small, musty-smelling, motel room towel-drying my hair as I watched Suzanne twist and squirm, lying naked and hog-cuffed on the bed. I?d give anything to have a picture of this, I thought.? Her wrists handcuffed behind her, her ankles cuffed together, pulled back and pad-locked to her wrist cuffs.? The same padlock was also used to lock both sets of cuffs to a small steel ring, which is anchored to a thick, four-inch-wide black leather belt that encircled her small waist. The belt is buckled in the front, absolutely no way for her to reach around and release it. Being locked to the ring limited the movement of both her hands and feet. The black leather hood enveloping her head was tight and secure.? The leather is soft enough that it conformed to her head and face perfectly.? It zipped closed in the back and locked at the base of her neck with a small padlock.? Her dark hair could be seen curling up around the thickened neckline of the leather hood.? A short, thick penis gag, which was held firmly in place by two hood-mounted straps, was probably too large for her mouth but she seemed to tolerate it ok.? There were no openings in the hood except for a small triangular hole, which allowed her small, straight nose to breath air.? Her head was securely encased in a dark, leather prison.

I walked over to the bed and gently pushed my hand between her closed, bent knees. I could hear her quick, shallow breaths between the inaudible sounds coming from the hood as she tightened against the steel restraints.?? I waited, holding my hand in place.?? After a moment she slowly opened the area between her thighs, spreading her knees as far as her cuffed ankles permitted.? I caressed her inner thighs while directing my hand toward her crotch.?? When I was within inches of her womanhood I could feel her thigh muscles vibrating.? The vibrating dildo that I placed in her vagina before I showered was still at a slow, but strong and steady hum.? As my hand reached the strap that secured a hard, rubber butt plug and the vibrator deep inside her I knew they both were serving their purpose.? The leather strap was soaked with her juices and the sheet beneath her was evidence of several orgasms. I tugged on the one-inch wide leather strap that was pulled tight between her legs and she responded with a quick jerk and loud moan.

The crotch strap was fastened in back to the waist strap, pulled tight, between her butt-cheeks, down, under to separate the outer lips of her vagina, then proceeded up and buckled to the front of the waist strap.? The crotch strap has four snaps on the inside, a choice of two in the rear, and two in the front, which assures that a snap is perfectly located for each hole.?? When used, the rear snap will firmly attach to the six-inch, butt plug, concealing and securing the anal device in place. The plug has an oblong shape to its base, which seats itself perfectly between her ass cheeks, and also prevents it from being swallowed by her anus if the snap came loose. The other two snaps are positioned a few inches away, allowing either to be used to attach the vibrator to it.? This particular vibrator is penis-shaped, seven-inches long, an inch and a half across and has one-half inch, round, finger-like projections set around and along it length.? Two ?D? batteries are sealed inside it, and an adjustment for two speeds at its base. Tonight, I chose the slower, stronger vibrations.

I knew the vibrator was uncomfortable for her.? Suzanne isn?t built for a large cock.? I stood over her remembering our past and how difficult it was for her to take all of me inside her. I always loved how responsive she was to my touch. And tonight I learned that that hasn?t changed over the past few years.

I walked over and seated myself at the table, pulled the curtain slightly to one side and could see a caf? across the street.? I noticed that the street wasn?t very busy for a Friday night.? A cappuccino sounds good, I thought, as I closed the curtain.

?Mmmmpppmmrr?.? ?You say something hon?, I asked. Her moans were becoming a little louder.? I had purposely rented an end room, just in case.? I reached into a small overnight bag I brought and removed a comb, cigarettes and lighter.? After combing my still-damp hair I lit a cigarette, sat back in the chair and savored the scene before me.

Suzanne?s skin was glistening with perspiration as I watched her hands struggle in vane to reach the strap that held her vagina and anus captive.? She is 100 percent woman, I thought.? And her helplessness and vulnerability only enhances everything she already is, instilling within me an animal-like desire for her.? I found myself wanting her again, even more than I did just minutes ago.? As I sat watching her, I wondered . . . Who?s really the captive here??

Somehow the past few years have humbled her, I thought.? She?s would?ve never come to me before, much less allow herself to be put in this position.? And she doesn?t easily admit to being wrong about anything.? But she did come to me, and at the place of my choosing.? Though she didn?t say it, in an almost an apologetic manner. Or is she just tired?? I didn?t see the ?determined?, ?always in control? Suzanne I once knew.?? Is it loneliness? Her two girls are off to college now.? Maybe it?s the madness in the world today, causing her to reevaluate her priorities.? Or perhaps it?s guilt over a hasty divorce two years ago, ended our 12-month marriage.? Our marriage was very difficult, for both of us and her solution to the problems was a divorce.? No ifs, ands or buts about it.? But she?s remarried now.? Is it that bad of a bad marriage I wondered, as I considered the reasons why she so willingly set herself up to be used in any way it pleased me.

Was she prepared for it to go this far?? Maybe she wanted this all along and I never realized it.? I often joked that she needed a good spanking and her reply was always, ?That?ll be the day?.? Did she really expect to come here and just talk? Whatever her reason for coming here tonight, its almost irrelevant now, as she?s in no position to deny me anything I want, nor can she stop me from taking her as many times as I wish and in any way I please.

I met and started dating Suzanne five years ago when I went to work for a company where she is employed as a bookkeeper.?? She was a 33 year-old divorced mother of two teenage girls.? I was 37, never married and I had no children.? I was attracted to her the first time we met.? She?s intelligent, a bit stubborn, opinionated, independent, controlling, and was used to having her way.?

She?s a hard worker but takes everything too serious.? But these are the things that attracted me to her, I thought to myself.? She isn?t glamorous, but she is attractive. The typical ideal of the girl-next-door.? She?s five foot four inches tall and it looks like she?s maintaining her idea weight of one hundred fifteen pounds.? I suppose she still does her aerobics three times a week.? Her dark hair just touches her shoulders and she keeps it feathered back.? She has sparkling green eyes, which is accented by thin eyebrows and high cheekbones.? She?s always been fanatical about personal hygiene and her appearance, I thought, remembering her daily, two-hour morning bathroom ritual.?

Why did she call me, I wondered.? I?ve talked to her twice since the divorce.? About a year ago I stopped in her workplace to get some papers I needed.? She wasn?t unfriendly, just . . . indifferent.? I noticed the nameplate on her desk, still using my name and, she wasn?t wearing any rings.? Maybe I should ask her out to lunch, I thought.

But, as our conversation went on I decided against it.? And again about three months ago when I called her to get a contact number of an associate I worked with while I was there.? The company doesn?t give that information out, but I thought she would.? While talking to her I asked her to lunch.

?Well, You know I?m married now.?? She said.

?No, I didn?t know that.? I replied.

?I am, she said. ?But it?s ok, we can still go to lunch?.? She went on to say she got married several months ago and they were very, very happy.

?Ooook?, I said.? ?I didn?t know.? We?ll just forget that idea?.? But she insisted we do lunch anyway, that it would be ok.? I decided against it. I really didn?t want to hear about how happy they were and how much better off she is now.

?Well, call me if you ever want to talk?, she said.

?Ok?, I said and hung up the phone.

Until last week, this has been my only communication with Suzanne.? Last week when she called, I recognized the incoming number displayed of my cell phone.? It was the private line to her office.? I had mixed feelings about talking to her, so I let it ring. If it?s important she?ll leave a message, I decided.? And she did leave a message:? ?Hi Russ, it?s Suzanne.? Sorry I missed you.? I was hoping maybe we could get together, maybe have coffee and talk awhile.? I?ll call back tomorrow afternoon.? Bye-bye?.

I spent the rest of the day thinking about her message.? What could she want to talk about??? Is she single again?? I wondered. The thought of how easily she walked out of a marriage, and my life and how easily she thinks she can walk back into it almost angered me.? Actually, I don?t believe I?ve really gotten over the anger I felt toward her for walking out.? Yes, she is single again, I concluded.? And I would like to see her again, but it will be on my terms.?

I?ve been involved with only one woman since Suzanne.? I met Shannon about six months after the divorce.? I moved back to my hometown and Shannon was a cute, perky 24 year-old cashier at the corner convenience store.? After a few weeks of seeing and talking to her on my morning coffee stop the subject of dating came up.? She talked about the immaturity of boys her age and expressed her interest in older men.? Understanding this to be an invitation to ask her out, and meeting the main requirement, I suggested that we go out sometime.? She agreed, and it was the start of an eight month relationship.? Shannon made it clear on our first date what she wanted.? We had spent our first date at a Renaissance Faire.?? On our way home the conversation was mainly about the events of the day and life in the fourteenth century.

There was a lull in the conversation and after a few minutes of silence, she asked, ?Have you ever spanked a little girl before??? I couldn?t believe what I just heard.? And I wasn?t sure how to take her question.?

Shannon was little, but she was no girl.? She was a woman and wore the cloths to prove it.? She looked at me waiting for an answer.?? ?No.? I answered. ?But I?ve threatened to several times.?

?Would you like to spank me?? She asked.

?Why, have you been bad??

?Yes.? she whispered.

Shannon was a submissive searching for a Dom.? And it was with her that I discovered and explored the world of bondage and discipline.

I received Suzanne?s call the next afternoon as she promised.

?Hi Russ, did you get my message?, she asked.

?Hello Suzanne, yeah I did?.

?And??

?Is there something wrong?? I asked.

?No, I was just hoping we could talk a while.?

?But not over the phone??

?No?. She said.

?Won?t your husband care??? I asked, thinking my question would confirm my idea she was again single.

But she went on to say that he and some friends are going out of town on a fishing tournament Wednesday and would be gone until Sunday night.? But it wouldn?t matter anyway, he would be ok with it, she said.

Ok, so she?s still married, I thought.? However, I didn?t believe all was well with them.? I told her I?d like to see her, but I didn?t know my schedule next week.? I?ll call you Monday, I said.? We talked a few more minutes, how?s the girls, job going ok, that kind of stuff but hung up with the understanding I would call her Monday afternoon.

I knew exactly what my schedule was for that next week but wanted a few days to think about this ?meeting?.

She still looks better than most women do at half her age, I thought, as I watched her struggle onto her side, her breasts falling slightly toward the bed.? Her 34C-28-35 measurements would be the envy of any women her age, and younger.? I noticed the large wet area on the white sheet when she rolled to her side.? Yes, I thought to myself, she?s enjoying it whether she wants to or not.

?Hmmmphhh?, Suzanne moaned again.

I should talk with her, I told myself.? After all, that is why she came here tonight.? She didn?t really resist my advances, though.? She even allowed me to handcuff her.? But, after that she had little choice of how the evening would proceed.

I stood up, walked back over to my leather bag and removed a short chain that had small metal clamps connected at each end.? I turned to Suzanne and placed one hand on her upper arm, bracing her on her side.?? ?Mmmphhhheeemmmm?, she moaned in anticipation of something to come.? I laid the chain on the bed and cupped one of her breasts.? With a milking motion and a firm squeeze I worked my hand to the small firm nipple.? ?Mmmmrrphhh?, she moaned again as she stiffened her back..? As I slowly rolled her nipple between forefinger and thumb, it hardened.? I gave it a firm pinch and then picked up the clamp and fastened it onto the awaiting nipple. ?Arrrmmmmfff?, her body stiffened again in protest of the clamp.

With my forefinger I gently caressed the other nipple in a circular motion.? It was already erect and waiting to be clamped.? I picked up the other clamp and caressed her nipple with the cold metal.? After a few moments, it too was flattened by the clamp.

?Mmmmpphhhhaarrrr?, was her reply as her body stiffened and twisted again and again.? But the steel cuffs held her secure in her hog-tied position.

I had forgotten just how sensitive her breast and nipples were.? She was one of the few women I ever knew whom could orgasm just from having her breasts fondled.??

I released her arm and watched as she rolled onto her stomach and back to her side in an attempt to loosen the clamps, but they held firmly.

I walked over to where my clothes were hanging and heard her moan several times while I got dressed.? Her muffled and distorted sounds seemed to be more of a plea than protest.? Perhaps she heard me dressing and feared I?d leave her like that.? But I had decided to go for that cappuccino; the night?s still young.? I?d only be gone a few minutes, but she wouldn?t know that.? After dressing I walked over to her, bent over to speak into her ear and said, ?Suzanne, I?m going for ice?. ?Yyyyhhyyoo?! She tried so hard to make it a clear ?no??. ?I?ll be back soon.? Don?t make too much noise now, I?m leaving the door unlocked and you never know who might come in to investigate that noise?.? ?Yyyyhhyyooh?! She again muttered her disapproval.? ?Yes, yes, I?ll be sure to bring back enough to last awhile?, I said.? ?Oyyynhhaat?! She tried again to express her disapproval as she jerked her body back and forth on the bed.

That should keep her mind swirling for awhile, I thought, remembering our past games. Suzanne can?t stand it when her nipples are teased with ice cubes; it drives her into an uncontrollable frenzy.? I walked over to the table, picked up my cigarettes and lighter and walked to the door.?? ?NYYYHHHYYYAA?! She sounded almost panicked as I opened the door.? ?Shuush, I?ll just be a short while?, I said as I closed the door behind me.

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Buck woke up Saturday morning to Suzanne's soft hands caressing his stomach and chest. Suzanne was lying on top of him. His Cock was rock hard lying flat across his groin and stomach surrounded in the valley between Suzanne's hard nippled breasts. Suzanne was sliding back and forth fucking him in the valley between her breasts. Every now and then she would duck her head and suck the end of his 11 Inch Cock into her mouth as it poked out the top of her breasts and run her tongue into the...

Suzanne 5

Introduction: Suzanne visits in Sydney This is the sequel to Suzanne 1 to 4. Im assuming that you have read them first. As I flew home to my wife in Sydney I was worried. I was worried because the next step that I was about to take might cost me my marriage of more than 30 years. That morning Jerry and I had met to discuss the progress that we had made on the joint project that we had been working on for the past week. We both agreed that the project had progressed extremely well, and both...

Suzanne 3

Introduction: A dinner party with friends This is the sequel to Suzanne 1 & 2. The next morning I dreamt that my cock was in someones mouth. Eventually I woke up enough to realise that my cock really was in a mouth, Suzannes mouth. By then she had been bobbing up and down for some minutes and I realised that I was about to cum. When we had been together in Melbourne she had always swallowed my cum when she sucked me off, so I did not warn her that I was cuming. She swallowed the lot, then sat...

Suzanne 3

The next morning I dreamt that my cock was in someone's mouth. Eventually I woke up enough to realise that my cock really was in a mouth, Suzanne's mouth. By then she had been bobbing up and down for some minutes and I realised that I was about to cum. When we had been together in Melbourne she had always swallowed my cum when she sucked me off, so I did not warn her that I was cuming. She swallowed the lot, then sat up and smiled at me. “Good morning sleepy head. You took ages to wake...

Suzanne

Copyright November 2002 Suzanne was gorgeous. 5 feet 1/2 inch tall, 105 lbs, brown shimmering chestnut hair that hung down to her shoulder blades, hazel eyes that changed color like a chameleon depending on what she was wearing, and flawless, creamy smooth skin. She was 21 years 6 days old in June of 1991. She also appeared to have an outstanding figure. She was working as a food waitress at a major hotel. She was also attending a Christian college across from a major state university. Buck...

Suzanne 5

As I flew home to my wife in Sydney I was worried. I was worried because the next step that I was about to take might cost me my marriage of more than 30 years. That morning Jerry and I had met to discuss the progress that we had made on the joint project that we had been working on for the past week. We both agreed that the project had progressed extremely well, and both had identified new possibilities that we had not thought of when we started. Unfortunately, neither of us could devote...

Suzanne The Perfect Wife

Hello, My name is Greg Davis and I want to tell you that I have the perfect wife, one who every man dreams of and so out of sight beautiful, most women kill to look like her. Do I say this because I am married to her? No, I am telling you this because it is true. She is not only drop dead gorgeous with a killer body, she is kind, witty, and in the sack, she does everything to please me. Of course she enjoys that part of our life also, and is always seeking new things to please me. On the...

Suzannes Slutwife Weekend

I wrote this for a friend yesterday with a hot wife named Suzanne. Much of the action is based on what he likes her to do and the rest is me filling in the blanks. I hope you enjoy!!!Suzanne’s Slutwife Weekend ….. by cyote57 June 2016Hubby’s StoryEarlier this week, I had told my wife, Suzanne, that she had been rented for the weekend. I like to give her plenty of time to get prepared and get her mind wrapped around her performances. Suzanne has been my hotwife / slutwife / submissive petwife...

Suzanne 4

After our rather wild evening with Sally and Jerry, we got dressed, although the girls had very little to put on, and set out for home. Suzanne was driving and Maria pushed me into the front passenger's seat and climbed in on top of me, side ways across my lap. As soon as we were underway, Maria grabbed my hand and encouraged me to explore her pussy. Since she wore no panties, I soon had two fingers inside her and my thumb was caressing her clit. My other hand was stroking up and down her...

SuzanneChapter 4 A Special Visit

On Sunday morning I packed and said good-bye. Suzanne cried and begged me to stay just a little longer. Her words rang in my ears as I drove to the airport, "Sir, please stay. Don't leave me. I love you, Master. If you stay until this afternoon, I'll do anything you want. I'll do it with anyone you wish. Just please don't leave me." Even with such a tantalizing offer on the table I felt I had to get away or I would never leave. Besides, I had a life to return to. Even as I loaded my...

Suzanne 2

After I had met Suzanne at the conference in Melbourne, I had a strong incentive to make a trip to Adelaide. I had a standing invitation to visit a colleague at Adelaide university. I'd been putting him off until I had other business in Adelaide, but now I decided to bring my visit forward. I arranged to spend a week with him, and nights with Suzanne. Suzanne met me at the airport wearing a very short denim skirt and a white singlet top that did not quite reach the top of her skirt. It...

SuzanneChapter 2

I was dead serious when I wanted to stop Jewel, but she was making it harder, in more ways than one. "Haven't you ever thought about my soft red lips around your dick, Siggy? My mouth is so hot and warm and I've never had a complaint about my blow-jobs and I never make a mess. I'll swallow all you have to give. Suzie will never know and we can both fulfill a fantasy." Jewel Marie was whispering in my ear to my weakening constitution. I was pretty needy at the time and looked forward...

Suzanne finally makes me a cum slut

Suzanne had been telling me for weeks how much everyone had loved the weekend we agreed to be used. In part, I think while she was right, she really, really liked getting used hard, and liked watching me get used hard, too. I couldn't blame her... I was starting to enjoy it, myself. "Let's do it again! I've got a few new ideas you'll like..." she said in her sultry, suggestive tone. "I'm game. " I agreed. "But I want to be thoroughly used this time. ""You weren't last time?! My, what big balls...

SuzanneChapter 3 New Friends for Suzy

Suzy woke me up Saturday morning with the sweetest blowjob ever. It was in those moments of the morning where a man's bladder is just starting to become uncomfortable and his morning hard-on is raging. That was when I felt her lips wrap around my cock. I became fully awakened when I felt the head of my cock slid into Suzy's throat and her chin rest on my bloated nuts. Then slowly she began that wonderfully agonizing trip to the tip of my dick. Her tongue was very active on my gland and her...

SuzanneChapter 2 A Relationship Develops

I woke up with a splitting headache, note to self never drink Jack Daniels again, and my cock feels like it has been munched in a vise. Every pore on my skin reeked of last night's sex. All and all though, I was satisfied. Now, all that was left for me to do was to get ready for my ten o'clock meeting. I showered, dressed and grabbed a cup of coffee and a crescent in the hotel lobby. The cab ride out to the account was uneventful and I suspected that the meeting would be just as uneventful...

Suzanne 1

I stood chatting with some of the other attendees that I had met at other such conferences. A very attractive young woman joined our group, I guessed that she was a student, and so I made an effort to include her in our little group. “Hi! I'm Bill Smith. I'm guessing that you are a PhD student. Am I right?” “Yes. I'm Suzanne Jones. I'm in my first year of a PhD at Adelaide Uni.” I introduced her to the rest of our little group, and we all chatted together for a while, until the...

Suzanne and I get used at abdsm orgy pt 1

It had been a couple of weeks since the last party, and Suzanne came home from work one evening with Kait in tow. It wasn't unusual, but they both seemed preoccupied as we all conversed. After a few minutes, Kait finally looked at me and said: "So we have an idea about the next party we need to run by you..." her gaze sliding from me to Suzanne.Suzanne quickly said "We're going to have a few more people this time. ""Ok...." I said, feeling like I was missing something. "And we want to have a...

SuzanneChapter 3

I have to admit that she had a convincing sincerity to her pleas. My heart ached for her as I began to take her to heart. I wanted to forget the problems I had with her story, but didn't see how I could, until now. She poured her heart out to me so convincingly, that I forgot that I was as much the fault of our break up as she. "We'll try to make it right babe, I promise." I told her. "Don't cry anymore. If it doesn't work out, it won't be not for trying. I promise you that. Just...

Suzanne and the church janitor

Suzanne had always tried to be very active and helpful with many of the church activities. Tonight she was there getting the fellowship hall decorated for a charity auction for Saturday night. Her little group was made up of a few other women that she knew well and also the church maintenance man, Chester. He had always been very helpful to all the various groups and tonight he did a lot of the heavy set up work while the women did the signage, decorating and seating arrangements.Gradually the...

Suzanne has a strapom

My conservative secretary Suzanne was a sexy old lady in her early fifties. One day after hour, I had gone back to her office to pick up some papers I had forgotten there; but, instead of those documents, I had found there at her empty desk just a pair of dirty panties. I had smelled the cloth and had stroked myself sitting at her own chair… Some days later I invited Suzanne for a drink after office and she accepted.We became regular lovers; since she was divorced and my sweet wife Ana allowed...

J the BBC returnd

This an account of one of the best BBC fucks I have had. It happened when I was part of a swinging bi couple. We are a both bi couple I (M for short) stand 5’ 9” 195lbs short brown hair and brown eyes. She (A for short) is 5’ 3” 138lbs with long red hair hazel eyes and a full D cup, yum yum. So I was chatting on yahoo with a few friends when I received a message from someone I did not recognize. Of course after a min or so I realized it was a guy we have played with a few years ago and had...

The Yellow Sundress Ch 19 Returnee

19 - Returnee His planned heart-to-heart with Judy never eventuated, at least not then. As he approached home he recognised the black jeep. Uh-oh, seems like Sharon's back. He walked in to find Judy and Sharon sharing a bottle of white wine. Unusual as Judy seldom drank, and then only with a meal. It seemed that Sharon had been dumped by her girlfriend and was now in a very "I hate girls" mode. Despite his femininity Adam was very aware that Sharon knew he was really a boy so when...

The First Realm Lee Ki Jungs storyChapter 6 Returnee

Ki Jung feels something isn’t right as she is waking up the next morning. The bedding is different, there’s light coming in where there was no window, and there are familiar sounds that she hasn’t heard in about a week. It’s like being hit by an out of control truck when the realization hits her; she’s home! She is in her own bed, in her room back in the world she was born to. Dressing in only her panties and a tee, which need cleaning, Ki Jung flies out of her room calling for her mother,...

Suzanne Is A Very Bad Girl

Introduction: The gorgeous, extremely promiscuous mother of the bride-to-be, and the filthy rich single father of the groom-to-be, negotiate the terms of a prenuptual agreement, body to body SUZANNE IS A VERY BAD GIRL It was the morning after the party at Stone Daviss mansion, an event hosted by Stone to celebrate the formal announcement of the date of his son Brads wedding to Suzannes daughter, Paige, who also is the reigning Miss California in this years Miss Universe contest. Suzanne came...

Suzannersquos video

The morning after the 50th reunion party…I opened my email to see a message from Suzanne. We had never corresponded much…but our emails were available on the class website.I assumed she had some comment to make about the previous night’s “activities”. She mentioned those “activities” only in passing…she wrote” I thought a pervert like you might find the attached video interesting”.That was all she wrote. Intrigued I started watching the video…half expecting a nudie film of Suzanne... Instead I...

Suzanne Is A Very Bad Girl

It was the morning after the party at Stone Davis’s mansion, an event hosted by Stone to celebrate the formal announcement of the date of his son Brad’s wedding to Suzanne’s daughter, Paige, who also is the reigning Miss California in this year’s Miss Universe contest. Suzanne came awake from a deep, champagne spiked sleep. She looked over at her still sleeping husband, Walt, and then slipped quietly out of the huge bed leaving him there to continue his rest. She went into the...

Suzanne Closes The Deal

Introduction: A mother uses her sexual skills and body to negotiate her daughters prenuptual agreement SUZANNECLOSES THE DEAL CHAPTER 2 REVIEWING THE DIRTY SEX REPORT: When Stones balls were completely empty, he pulled out of Suzannes gasping, glistening wet mouth, released her head and dismounted from the back of the couch She lifted her head and watched him come around the sofa, while she choked and licked her well stretched, puffy from hard use, lips. He picked up her purse and handed...

Suzanne Closes The Deal

CHAPTER 2 REVIEWING THE DIRTY SEX REPORT: When Stone’s balls were completely empty, he pulled out of Suzanne’s gasping, glistening wet mouth, released her head and dismounted from the back of the couch She lifted her head and watched him come around the sofa, while she choked and licked her well stretched, puffy from hard use, lips. He picked up her purse and handed it to her, saying, “Put on a fresh coat of lipstick and straighten your clothes out.” Doing as she was...

Suzanne

It was a lazy afternoon when Madame Joan rang me with a special request from one of her dominatrix, Madame Alison. She asked: “Could you please bring Madame Suzanne to my establishment to impose some discipline and humiliation on a wayward slave?” “Of course” I replied. I immediately rang you to see if you were free, and, yes, you were, so I arranged to pick you up. “Come as you are, it’s urgent”, although I knew that you would have a shower first. “And don’t wear any underwear!” You were...

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Suzanne and I get used day 2

I woke the next morning to Suzanne's moaning, the bed violently swaying, and the feeling of a mouth wrapped around my rock hard cock.Upon opening my eyes, Suzanne grabbed the side of my head in her hand and pulled me to her lips, filling my mouth with her tongue and a long, full moan. She was on her knees, and a very well put together gentleman was pounding away at one of her holes. Her tits swayed with each thrust, and her top lip curled up as she took each deep thrust. I looked down to see a...

Suzanne and Heather Graduate

Learning to make love was a graduation for me, both literally and figuratively! My best friend, Heather and I were seniors at East High. Although all the seniors were all excited about graduation, Heather and I were especially keyed up. I was the Valedictorian and Heather was going to be presented with a full scholarship to the State University. That should have been enough to satisfy both of us, but we had one more thing going. Both Heather and I had been dating our boy friends for...

Suzanne Peeing in the MDs Office

Suzanne had stripped naked, the office building all locked up for the weekend. She could make her escape via a fire exit once she had finished her fun, the evidence of her upcoming exploits safely dried away by the following Monday.Her bladder was fit to bursting and she was desperate to start. Opening the Managing Director's office she slipped inside, her nipples hardened on her small pert breasts as she ran on bare feet towards the imposing chair situated behind the long conference table and...

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Suzanne and I Enjoy the Cabin

About two weeks after our first time by the pool, John invited me out to his cabin for the weekend. School had just ended, so I agreed. It wasn’t much of a question really, since I hadn’t seen his mom Suzanne since, either. After what happened last time, I couldn’t wait to see her again. So I packed up my bag and hit the road. When I knocked oh John’s door, Suzanne answered. ‘Hey, Dave! Long time no see!’ she said with a wink. ‘Yeah, not since that day in the pool!’ I replied with a grin. Just...

Suzannes first gangbang

College parties weren't anything new to me. A break from the drudgery of classes, they happened almost every weekend, and more frequently around exams, at the small northeastern school I attended. It was late fall in my sophomore year, probably just before Thanksgiving break, when I was inspired to try something new. I asked my friend, Jin, if she wanted to join me. We were both becoming sexually adventurous, and I thought this might be something she would want to try."If it's going to be a...

Suzanne Goes Shopping

I'm 36, 5'10" and fortunate to be slender enough to fit into a size 12 dress. I've been dressing for about half of my life, but it had always been in private. My wife allows me to keep my body hair-free but she doesn't like the fact that I dress and will not participate in it. I think I make a cute girl but I had never been able to show her off to anyone - until... Suzanne Goes Shopping By Suzanne Evans After starting a new job in a town about twenty miles from home, I...

Total Return

1. The Leaving Party The time of day was .663 by the decimal clock; late afternoon, as anyone with their head in the present day would know. To a small minority, though, to those annoying individuals who are forever making a nuisance of themselves with their insistence on clinging to an antiquated and obsolete method of keeping time, it would be 15:55 or (even more annoyingly) five to four P.M. The date: 2342.115, which to the aforementioned reactionaries would be the 26th day of the...

Suki II Sunshine Returns

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Chapter 6 Mommy Returns

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The Last Return

A continuation to an ending, of Wonder Woman's Sexual Misadventures. Princess Diana flew back to Paradise Island considering her future. She had to bring these 35 blocks of Amazonium back to the Amazon and then return to man's world and resume her duties there as Wonder Woman, the Amazon Ambassador. She had enjoyed her time on Wently Island and wished it could go on forever, but she was First Princess of the Amazon, next in line to the throne. Her duties and responsibilities to the Amazon...

Suzanne

It was a lazy afternoon when Madame Joan rang me with a special request from one of her dominatrix, Madame Alison. She asked: “Could you please bring Madame Suzanne to my establishment to impose some discipline and humiliation on a wayward slave?” “Of course” I replied. I immediately rang you to see if you were free, and, yes, you were, so I arranged to pick you up. “Come as you are, it’s urgent”, although I knew that you would have a shower first. “And don’t wear any underwear!” You were...

Suzanne and Kait head to State

Kait kept in pretty close contact with me over semester break that year. Early in January she asked: "Has Jin gotten ahold of you at all?""Not since the holidays. Why?" I replied."Well, it seems she has some friends over at the state college in the city that would like to meet us..." She said. I could hear the smile on her voice."Well, I'm game if you are." I said. "Get the details and let me know where and when." "Oh, that's easy. First Friday back at their house. I'll text the address." Kait...

Suzannes repeat performance

Waking up the next day, Jack and I traded numbers and spent the entire week in almost constant contact. Just like Jin had said, there were more than a few videos of the evening making the rounds on campus. They’d been pulled quickly from most platforms, but there were definitely more than a few making the rounds. To be fair, a few were actually pretty good, and one in particular was a great view of me getting spit roasted right up until both guys finished within a few seconds of each...

An Early Return

You are alone in the hotel room, I had to leave for a several hours and told you I’d be back around 10:30. You didn’t want me to leave, but when I promised you extra special treatment when I returned, you graciously didn’t argue with me. After an hour or so you decided to draw a bath, and prepare yourself for my return. You soak and luxuriate until you feel as if your skin is going to slough off if you stay in any longer, and then rinse the suds off with the showerhead as the tub drains. I...

The Point of No Return

The Point of No Return By Callie Messenger I read and re-read the advert every day for a fortnight before replying. SWM seeks same, 18-30, submissive, to train/transform into the woman of your dreams. On the fifteenth day I replied. It was a Thursday. There was nothing special about that day. There had been nothing special about any day for quite some time now. I worked, I got home, I watched TV, I slept. On weekends I drank. Sometimes I met people. I had few friends - had had few...

Point of no return

I can't believe I walked through the door. I told myself over and over that it would never happen, that it would always remain a fantasy.Here I am on my knees and the the most perfect specimen is mere inches from my face.It is cut, long, smooth, and capped with a large mushroom head.I know I want to taste it, to run my tongue up an down it, to take it inside my salivating mouth.I can't, I can't go beyond the point of no return.But I can grab it, I can stroke it, and so I do.I feel it throbbing...

Beyong the point of no Return

I can't believe I walked through the door. I told myself over and over that it would never happen, that it would always remain a fantasy.Here I am on my knees and the the most perfect specimen is mere inches from my face.It is cut, long, smooth, and capped with a large mushroom head.I know I want to taste it, to run my tongue up an down it, to take it inside my salivating mouth.I can't, I can't go beyond the point of no return.But I can grab it, I can stroke it, and so I do.I feel it throbbing...

Mistress Nandis return

You instruct me to meet You at the airport in my best suit, carrying a MUCH larger sign this time :) You will finally be coming home to Your boy after spending two months abroad. You instruct me to meet You at the airport in my best suit, carrying a large sign that says ?Mistress Nandi? You and i kiss deeply, then You pull away, and say "I've had a lot of time to think, my kgotso. I love you with all my heart, and you belong beneath me, but things will be changing. You are a wonderful...

Lee Returns

Introduction: A dear friend returns. LEE RETURNS Its been a long time since weve seen Lee. He moved away a few years ago and until today has not been able to return. In that he has come to town for a conference, he has arranged to stay with us. He and his gigantic rock hard cock will be very welcome. Lee arrives, rings our door bell and we invite Lee in. As you may remember, Lee is a very tall, very handsome black man. He and his wife have been our friends for a very long time. Unfortunately,...

Lenias Return

Lenia's Return by MadQuill Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. This story is a prequel to the story titled "For Womanhood". It is not necessary to read that fantasy to understand the plot of this tale. The story develops the character of Lenia's leaving Giuliana and her lovers to re-establish a relationship. Lenia's Return, for Womanhood When she called my cell I was surprised. The picture in the Hudson's advertisement was...

Three Square MealsChapter 138 A triumphant return

Alyssa slipped her arm around John’s and admired his reflection in the mirror. “I have to hand it to Mael’nerak, the man really knew how to make an impression. You look magnificent.” John glanced down at the beautifully tailored suit, with its high neck and stylish lines, then gave her a self-conscious smile. “There’s certainly no fading into the background wearing this ... but are you sure it says ‘benevolent protector’ not ‘tyrannical overlord’?” She turned to face him and stroked his...

Bordello of No Return

Bordello of No Return by Bill Hart I couldn't believe I was standing here. Here was the porch of an abandoned old house, although some preferred to call it a mansion. But what it had been was perhaps more important. Some had called it a brothel, while others referred to it as a house of ill-repute, a bordello, or even a cathouse. Which name was used made no difference in the long run, for it was simply the house on the hill where women had been paid to make men feel like...

Far Future Fembot DarleneChapter 67 Bills Return

Thoughts Fifty-nine years, four months, thirteen days, four hours and several minutes after he last left us, Bill returned to Anna. I heard about this a couple hours later when Anna finally had a moment to divert her mind enough to message me this vital tidbit — along with the admonition to, "Keep this to yourself for now, please." I was happy to comply. She estimated that they could maintain the secret of his return for nearly a week. In truth, they managed to keep it nearly three...

Plain Joe 2 The Return

I have to mention I am just a plain man from earth. I do, however, have abilities that have been handed down from a distant relative, apparently from an agent from Jenny's planet that had crashed on my planet thousands of years ago. Jenny's planet is the home of the peace keepers of this galaxy, a fact that she swore me to, under potential destruction of earth. Though I do, and can, return to earth I don't as often as I used to, as it worries Ari and Sandy as I call them now. I am not...

Randis Return

Randi's Return Randall reached over and silenced the alarm clock that had brought him out of his sleep. He lay there looking around his room trying to get completely awake. He felt a little saddened looking around his own bedroom; it wasn't the bright place that was Denise's where he had woken up just yesterday. At last he decided he best get ready for work and swung his legs over the side of the bed. He sat there for just a minute longer looking down at himself sitting there in his...

The Return

Jolene looked at herself closely in the mirror, She hoped Danny liked the silky pink bra and panty set that she bought for her return home. Blushing, she thought of when he might first see them. She wondered if it would be at their new house or perhaps before they left the airport. Thankful for the two-hour layover before the final leg of the flight home, she stood examining herself from every angle, making sure she knew just what Danny would be seeing. When the flight had arrived at the...

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