Discovering Bondage Part 3
By Master2124
When we arrived at the house Sarah led me through to the garage out back where
she led me up stairs. At the top of the stairs was a door that I had never been
through. Jack had told me it led into the large attic in the roof. He had told
me it was dirty and pretty gloomy and had promised me we would be able to make a
room up there someday. An so as to fulfil his promise he and his friends from
work had been in and out with timber and stuff but he said I was allowed to see
it until it was finished.
Sarah opened the door and pushed me through in front of her and told me to climb
up the narrow stairs I found there. I did so and found a large brightly lit
room at the top of the stairs. In it were several pieces of strange looking
furniture. As I walked around I saw what looked like an old fashioned rack, a
couple of what looked like stocks, a metal framework of tubes much like
scaffolding, and a couple of metal cages, plus, of course, a double bed. There
was also a large platform at one end positioned under a couple of beams that ran
width ways under the roof.
Sarah let me look around and then suggested I try one of these contraptions. I
was too surprised to comment or to resist as she took me over to one of the
stocks. The waist height stock part only had one hole; there was a second part
to the stock set just above floor level. This had several pairs of holes set at
different distances from the median. Sarah opened both parts of the stocks and
told me to step into the holes on the horizontal stock that were set furthest
apart. I did so with some difficulty because the spread was quite wide. Sarah
closed this stock and secured it with a large padlock.
Having secured my ankles within the stock to her satisfaction, she instructed me
to bend and place my neck into the vertical. I tried to do so but my feet in the
horizontal stock were too far away for me to accomplish this. Sarah eased the
horizontal stock forward gently, until I was able to place my neck in the hole.
It was lined with soft kidskin, to give me as much comfort as possible. She
lowered the boom down over my neck and secured it in place with a second large
padlock.
Sarah then brought over a box frame on wheels that she positioned over me. She
kicked at a catch on each wheel, firmly setting them in place. The top of the
frame had a moveable hoist attached. I had seen Frank using it for lifting
engines out of cars when he was doing "homers". She positioned the pulley
behind me and lowered the hook until she was able to link it into the wrist tie.
Pulling on the chain that worked the pulley resulted in my hands being pulled
towards the ceiling. This put a strain on my shoulders but it ensured that I
would not be trying to lower my bottom. I was now firmly fixed into position
bent over for whatever plans she had for me.
Sarah moved round in front of me with something black hanging from a short
chain. The chain had a hook on the opposite end to the black thing which Sarah
informed me was a lead weight. She fixed the hook in the middle of the chain
joining the nipple clamps and then gently lowered it until the chain was fully
extended then released it. The weight pulled on the nipple clamps extending my
nipples and pulling my breasts downwards.
She stood in front of me with her legs spread, removed the gag and ordered me to
bring her off again. I noticed that she had this whip hanging from her right
hand. It had a dildo shaped handle and a number of rubber straps dangling from
it.
"I am going to encourage you to make me cum by using this on your ass, "she told
me. "Just so you know, it won't leave any marks, but it will sting. She
proceeded to demonstrate. My ass cheeks stung from the whips, and I hoped that
she was right about the marks. I didn't fancy the idea of welts on my ass, it
would make sitting down very painful.
She continued to slap my naked ass cheeks, alternating from on to the other,
whilst my tongue was busy on her naked twat. She must have been excited or my
technique was improving because it wasn't long before she was thrusting herself
into my face as she came hard, squealing as she did so.
She slid down onto her knees on the floor in front of me and stared glassy eyed
into my face. Gradually she came back down from her orgasm. Then she grinned at
me, picked up my gag and re-gagged me.
Sarah left me there tightly secured in the stocks, my ass red from the spanking,
my nipples extended by the weight dangling from the chain joining the nipple
clamps, my ass and cunt filled with hard rubber and my mouth distended by the
ball gag. My arms drawn above me the way they were soon caused my shoulder
muscles to ache with the strain imposed on them adding to the two other areas of
gentle pain. I could only wait and contemplate my fate. Positioned as I was I
couldn't even bend my knees, for to do so put an intolerable pressure on my
arms. So I just had to stand there bent at the waist, my legs spread and my
naked ass cheeks protruding from the rubber of the body suit, their globes
separated by the thick rubber strip which held the dildos firmly in place in my
body. The soft latex clung to my skin and I sweated gently. I could see myself
on the screen of my imagination just as I must look to anyone who might enter
this playroom that Frank and his friends had built secretly. The picture that I
could see in my mind's eye was so vivid that it was keeping me turned on. This
together with all the enlarged photographs of Sarah and me in sexual bondage
that were pasted to the walls in front of my eyes. I moved my head as much as I
was able to contemplate the various pictures. I wondered how many others would
join the photo gallery over the next few weeks. How many would be of me being
fucked by men other than my husband? Would all the men I could see in the
pictures who had fucked Sarah whilst she was in bondage get to do the same to
me? I hoped so!!! Up to now there had only been one man in my life, but I had
fantasised over others. Now I looked as if I would get to live out those
fantasises.
Sarah left me there for what seemed like hours. When she returned she wasn't
alone. Frank was with her. Frank led Sarah over to the centre of the room in
front of me.
She was now totally naked except for rings through her pierced nipples,
bellybutton and clit and labia lips. These rings were joined together by a
network of fine chains. She was also wearing a leather collar in the front of
which was a large ring through which the chain ran linking to the nipple rings.
The chains that ran through the cunt rings ran on to end at rings let into the
leather of her thigh cuffs. Her arms were strapped behind her and a chain ran
from the clit ring, between her legs to end in the metal link between the wrist
cuffs. She made a pretty sight with her wonderfully trim figure adorned by this
tracery of fine chain, leather and rings. The outfit was finished off with a
wide leather waist belt that was cinched as tight as it could comfortably (?) go
which made her waist very trim. She was now wearing knee length form fitting
leather boots with heels that must have been 6 or 7 inches high. Frank led her
over to stand beneath one of the hanging pulleys from which dangled a rope with
a metal spring catch on the end that he lowered behind her and hooked into the
link between the wrist cuffs. He turned her to face me then set the small
electric motor to tighten the rope and pull her arms upwards, forcing her to
bend like me. In addition this pulling tightened the chain that ran between her
legs and back to her clit ring. This pulled her clit into a tight fleshy cone
and back between her legs, which looked very painful to me. Frank went to a
cabinet let into one of the walls and came back with a rod of wood from the ends
of which dangles a couple of leather straps. He knelt behind Sarah and fastened
her ankles into the straps. She was now standing bent well forward with her
legs held spread well apart by the wooden rod.
Frank stood up and walked over to a walk in closet where he removed his clothes
and hung them up behind the door. He then stood looking at us, his cock
standing proudly to attention, contemplating, I was certain, which of us he was
going to fuck. He chose to come over to me and remove the ball gag. Having
done so he took a firm hold of my hair and placed his cock against my lips. I
opened them and took him into my mouth. I closed my lips around his the bulb of
his firm rod and played my tongue against the hole in its end. He sighed
gently, leaned forward over the headboard and took my breasts in his hand,
playing with the nipples, tugging gently at the clamps so that the weight swung
backwards and forwards beneath my body. "That's it, bitch, suck your master's
cock. Make me nice and wet so that I can fuck your friend's ass. You can watch
me fuck her. She loves to get it in the ass. You will, too. Ted (The Hunk from
No 8) and Wendy will be over soon. I've promised him he can fuck you tonight.
He watched you walk down the street. You made him as hard as a rock. Wendy is
one of us you know. You excited him so much he's fucking her now. She sucked us
both till we were hard after you had entered the house then we tied her to the
coffee table in their lounge. We bent her backwards over the table with her arms
tied along her lower legs. I told her she could come over later and fuck you
too, She swings both ways, and likes to fuck women with a double-ended strap on
dildo. It has one end that she stuffs in her own cunt and the other end she
loves to stuff into a cunt or an ass. She loves to stuff it into male asses. We
have some guys who are slaves, you know. You might like to see her giving one
of the guys a good ass fucking. She likes a good ass fucking herself, but she
also loves to fuck ass. So she'll be over later to fuck you. That's of course
if we go back and untie her from the coffee table." All the time he was talking
to me he was moving his cock backwards and forwards in my mouth. Sarah was
moaning as she watched us. She was very obviously turned on by watch us, and by
what she though Frank would be doing to her soon.
His sexy talk was making me hot and the tugging of the weight on my nipples was
having a decidedly erotic effect on me too. I found myself clenching my ass and
cunt muscles over the rubber dildos, milking them as if they were real and could
splatter my insides with creamy cum. I found myself wishing that they could.
How I would love to feel the hard thrusting of a man's organ in my ass right
now, spewing its sweet contents into the receptacle of my anal cavity. My nose
was filled with the sexy smell of Frank's deodorant that he must have sprayed
over his crotch area. I never knew men did that as well as women. I could
taste the salty, tangy taste of cum on his prick. I wondered if perhaps he had
already availed himself of Sarah's always-ready cunt before bringing her
upstairs. I wouldn't be at all surprised if he had done so, the randy bastard.
Each thrust of his cock had gone deeper into my mouth until I was now taking the
whole of it, so much that its head was going deep into my throat and I was
finding that I was having to concentrate on subduing the desire to gag. Now
that the whole of his cock was wet he withdrew and walked over until he was
behind Sarah. He turned he so that she was sideways on so that I would be able
to see the action. Then locking his gaze on mine, he grabbed hold of her hips
and rammed his cock hard up into her ass lifting her feet of the floor with the
impact. He leaned back and then began to piston in and out slowly in such a way
as to allow me to see his cock as it moved in and out of her body. Sarah
looked across to me her eyes slightly glazed and unfocused but wanting to share
her pleasure with me. Each movement of his cock into her body jerked on the
chain that was attached to the clit ring. She must really be feeling something
from that alone.
I watched as my husband fucked my best friend in the ass, glad that I had
already had the pleasure of him in my body already and anticipating the upcoming
visit from Ted and Wendy when my body would be the centre of attention. As I
watched Frank's eye's moved briefly to a point in the upper corner of the room.
I followed his gaze and saw that he had set up a video camera to record what
happened in his bondage playroom. I looked around and spotted two other
cameras. I wondered if there was a fourth behind me, zeroed in on my naked
bottom. I wriggled about trying to get a look over my shoulder, but was unable
to do so as the stocks held me pretty firmly in place.
Frank had not spared any expense in setting up this playroom. I wondered
whether he would sell the resulting videos. I was sure that there must be a
lucrative market out there some where for them. I bet they would sell for quite
a bit of money. It would make a nice lucrative sideline for us to supplement our
wages. I liked the idea of becoming a porn star.
My attention came back to the two heaving bodies in front of me. Frank was
reaching his peak and would be coming soon. I could identify the signs. He was
pumping more rapidly, his head was thrown back and his eyes were closed, his
breath was coming in short hard gasps and his legs were tight with tension as he
buried himself deeper into Sarah's body with each upward thrust. Sarah was also
noisily reaching her climax, screaming at him, "Fuck me harder, you prick.
Shove it in, you bastard! Make me cum; make me cum. Give it to me baby. That's
it. Deeper, deeper. Fuck me. Bastard. Fuck me. Bastard." Her voice rising in
volume on each shout, each word or phrase punctuated by the wet slap of his
balls hitting her cunt lips. He had matched his rhythm to her shouted
exaltations. Sarah always had been a noisy, demonstrative lover as long as I had
known her. Sarah screamed, almost deafening me with the power of her voice as
she went thundering over the top. Her whole body spasmed with the force of her
climax. Frank held still standing with his cock buried in her to its fullest
depth whilst she jerked around in her ecstasy. If it hadn't been for the firm
hold he had on her hips I felt certain sure that she would have pulled her arms
out of her sockets with the violence of the spasmodic reaction. Amazingly,
Frank did not come himself, possibly because he had already had several marathon
sex sessions already today.
Sarah eventually quietened, at which time Frank pulled himself away from her and
went to the pulley rope and gently lowered her down. She sank face forward onto
the floor, almost unconscious from the violence of her climax. Frank left her
there to recover, went to a door at the far end of the room which I observed as
he opened it led to a shower room. He quickly showered, taking care to ensure
that his cock was thoroughly cleansed, went over to the closet, dressed and went
out of the room, leaving the two of us in our respective bondage, to contemplate
the forth coming attractions. At least I would do so, I wasn't so sure Sarah
was particularly interested at the moment, but I was certain that eventually she
would recover enough to pay attention again.
I felt I couldn't wait for Ted and Wendy to arrive to take care of my pleasure,
but of course, due to my current position, I had no choice but to wait. I hoped
they wouldn't be too long!
Frank left me and Sarah bent into our respective bondage positions for about 45
minutes after he had fucked Sarah's ass whilst I watched. During that time we
talked, at least we did once Sarah had recovered sufficiently to do so. We
talked about how we felt about each other, about what I had felt me as I watched
my best friend being fucked by my own husband, and Sarah about how knowing that
I was watching had increased her enjoyment. I told her that the next time I
would make sure that she was the one watching and that I would be the one
getting fucked. She told me that she would love to suck my cunt whilst Frank
was fucking my ass and that she would love to have me do the same for her. She
told me how she loved having her bottom smacked, especially when she was tied
up. I told her that I would make sure that Frank gave her good spanking the
next time her ass was in the air. I asked her when and where she had gotten her
nipples, belly button clitoris and cunt lips pierced. She told me that her boss
at the agency had insisted and had arranged it for her. She had been without
sex for a week whilst the punctures healed. She told me that he liked to put a
padlock through the rings in her cunt lips and clitoris so that her honey pot
was sealed from entry by anyone else. He had even made her wear the lock to and
from the office. Of course, when her rings were locked like that she had not
been able to wear panties under her dress. So the excitement had been doubled
as she had walked the streets and ridden the subway. He had added an extra
refinement to that a couple of days previously. She had gone to work that
morning in a wrap around skirt, because she liked the way that one side or other
would slip whilst she was sitting on her typing stool, revealing lots of leg.
It was even possible to allow it to fall open in such away as to reveal glimpses
of her panty crotch. Her boss had loved this and had made her remove her pants.
He had then locked the rings and had attached a two-foot chain with a little
weight attached to the end. He had then had her parade up and down the office
watching the weight swing backwards and forward between her legs, nudging her
skirt open on the forward sweep. He had sent her on several errands that
required her to walk down the busy town centre street with this weight swinging
between her legs. She had gotten very excited because of this. Late in the
afternoon her boss had called her into his office and had tied her on her back
to the long, leather bench in his office still fully dressed, and had carefully
arranged her skirt so that it draped away from her waist, accentuating her lower
body, and had fucked her merrily. He had then given her the body chains and she
had worn them for the rest of the day. She told me that he had a butt plug with
a ring in the end that also formed part of the set. She had worn that too. He
had taken her ten pin bowling that evening wearing it under her sweater top and
micro mini skirt. Each time she had bowled she had felt the tug of the chains
against their anchor points. She had been so aroused that she had begged him to
fuck her as soon as they were back in the car, but he had just smiled and tied
her into the seat and had made her wait until he had taken her back to his
house, where his partner had been waiting to join in the fun. She had been most
royally fucked by both of them, before being sent home in a taxi, complete with
body chains. He had not removed the chains until she got into the office the
following day.
Frank came back and released us and told us to shower and prepare ourselves for
the visitors who would be arriving shortly. We went to the shower together, on
the way Sarah grabbed something from the top of a cabinet as we passed. It was
a set of handcuffs. When we got into the shower room she snapped the cuffs on
my wrists and looped them over a hook set in the roof of the shower stall,
obviously for this very reason. She didn't turn on the shower but proceeded to
soap me all over with shower gel. She started from my shoulders and worked down
to my breasts, where she spent a considerable amount of time massaging the gel
into a lather, then down my belly to my cunt, then from behind from my shoulders
and worked her way down to my backside, massaging the shower gel to a lather all
down my back. When she got to my bottom she spent an extra amount of time
rubbing the gel into a lather over my backside. Then she did something that
startled me, she coned her fingers, and using the shower gel as lubricant gently
forced her hand into me. I looked over my shoulder and watched it slide up my
anal cavity until her whole hand disappeared up into my ass. I felt painfully
full and my body wanted to expel the invader. I had to force myself to relax. I
was afraid yet very excited. Having entered my back channel she proceeded to
enter my cunt in the same way. I was now "on the prongs of a dilemma" so to
speak. She grinned up at me. "Better get used to the feeling, you're going to
spend many hours now with both of these cavities filled, one way or another. I
love it when I'm filled "fore and aft" as the sailor boys say. I love it even
better when I have a nice hard cock or clit to suck on as well." I grinned back,
relaxing even further, enjoying this new invasion of my body. I was amazed that
it was possible for me to take both her hands in my body like this. I would
never have dreamed it was possible until now that I had seen it with my own eyes
and watched it happen to my own body.
Sarah slowly withdrew her fists from my body, stepped back and turned on the
shower. She rinsed off her hands and then watched my squirming around as I
rinsed off all the shower gel. I had just enough freedom to move around to
allow the water to rinse off without having to ask for any more assistance.
When I had finished rinsing off, Sarah released the handcuffs and helped me out
of the shower. I quickly dried my self on the large fluffy bath sheet that she
had given to me and then followed her from the shower room, out from the attic
and into my bedroom where Frank had lade out the clothes that he wanted us to
wear to greet our guests.
For me he had laid out a black peephole satin playsuit over which I was to wear
a see through white blouse and harem trousers. The harem trousers had no crotch
either so I was naked there. I was also to wear a set of leather straps at
neck, upper arms, wrists, waist, upper thighs and ankles. These straps had
spring-loaded D rings set into them. These would be used later I guessed as
anchors for putting me quickly into bondage.
He had laid out a long; leather sheath that Sarah told me was an arm binder.
Sarah removed the chain set and I helped her to put on the arm binder. It
required her to put her hands together behind her back. The sleeve was then
strapped together around her arms and I then laced it together. She insisted
that I pull each loop as tight as possible. By the time I had gotten to the very
top, and tied it off, her arms were pulled sharply together and her shoulders
pulled well back. At the top of the arm sheath there were two straps that went
over her shoulders. These were designed to cross between her naked breasts and
then they went around her back where they went through a loop in the sleeve,
then back around her waist where they buckled together. There was a third strap
which went from the gloved end of the sleeve which I pulled up between her legs
and this buckled into the junction of the other straps at the waist. This
strap was quite wide and would need to be unfastened before anyone could fuck
either of her lower holes; the remaining item on the bed was a tray. This tray
had two leather straps attached to two of the corners and two chains attached to
the other corners. Sarah grinned and told me that she was to be the waitress
for the evening. She told me that the two straps were to go around her waist
and the two chains would be clipped into her nipple rings! Then whoever served
the drinks would put the glasses on the tray and she would deliver them to the
recipients! It was something that she often did when at the Club. Then, of
course, she wouldn't be wearing an arm sheath, she would be naked, generally her
hands would be strapped together high up between her shoulder blades, leaving
all her body available for the pleasure of the Club patrons. She giggled as she
told me that if she spilled any drinks she would be punished. I asked her what
the punishment was. She laughed and said "Depends on who was in charge, but
they can be very inventive. I spent the whole of one Saturday evening hanging
upside down over a rubber paddling pool in the front of a small stage near the
toilets and any one who wanted too was aloud to come and stand on the stage and
piss all over me. You would be surprised how many did so. Many of the
masters came over but they really enjoyed sending their women slaves especially,
to come and piss on me. That was the most humiliating thing that has ever
happened to me and I can tell you I've been very careful since. I've learned to
control my natural reactions when someone has me stand by his table and wanks me
for the amusement of his guests whilst I'm carrying a full tray."
Frank called us to go down. He wanted to check us out before his guests
arrived. He checked us over, running his hands over both over us. He told us
that there were to be several guests not just Ted and Wendy but also Sarah's
boss Ewan who was the Master of the Roles at The Club, but also another couple
who were friends of ours, Ted and Lois. Frank told me that Lois had only just
been introduced to bondage, just like me, and so Frank had invited them both so
that Lois could see that there were others into the scene.
Frank told us that when the others arrived he would open the door, Sarah would
be standing next to him with the drinks on the tray for the masters to take and
I would be kneeling to greet the masters and their slaves with a genital kiss.
I asked what he meant by that and he told me that I would greet our guests by
sucking cock and cunt, as appropriate.
The first ring came on the doorbell. Sarah and I followed Frank into the
entrance hall. Sarah went to stand beside the hall stand where our guests would
hang their out door coats. Frank placed me in the centre of the hallway facing
the front door and gently pushed me down to my knees. When he was satisfied he
opened the door to greet our first guests. He paused for a moment before
opening the door and looked deep into my eyes and smiled to see how aroused I
was by the idea of kneeling better than naked, ready to suck cock and cunt at
his instruction.
He opened the door to admit Ted and Lois. Ted led Lois into the house and
presented her to Frank who took her in his arms and kissed her thoroughly. She
was wearing a long cloak that did not appear to have any armholes. When he had
finished kissing her, Frank removed the cloak. Her arms were tied with ropes
behind her back at wrists and above her elbows, her breasts were bound tight and
her nipples stood out proud. Apart from the ropes she was totally naked. Frank
led the couple over to Sarah where Ted took one of the glasses from the tray
that he held to Lois mouth and tipped it so that she could drink. He held it
until she had drunk the complete contents of the glass. Frank then walked in
front of them towards me, smiling at me all the way.
When he reached me he stood behind me and beckoned Lois forward until she was
standing right in front of me. I leaned forward the few inches necessary to
allow me to place my mouth over the juncture of ser thighs. She thrust her hips
forward into my face. I took this as encouragement to be bold. I thrust my
tongue into her cunt and stuck my tongue deep into her sex. My hands
automatically rose to grasp her bottom to hold her in position. Her new master
slapped my hands and in response my own master took hold of my wrists and pulled
them behind my back and clipped the two D rings on my wrist cuffs together. So I
was not to have the pleasure of holding any of the guests whilst they used my
mouth. Ted gave Lois a couple of swats to her naked ass and pulled her away
from me and passed her over to Frank who pushed her to her knees, released his
cock from his trousers and pushed it into her face. I watched as she opened her
mouth and fastened her lips around my master's cock.
Ted unzipped his trousers in imitation and grabbed hold of a handful of my hair
and pulled my open mouth on to his cock. "Suck my prick, slut," he demanded. I
obliged because that was just what I wanted to do. My cheeks distended as I
sucked on his fleshy rod. I loved my new role of sex slave.
Another ring came on the bell. The two masters stud back from us. I couldn't
speak for Lois, but I suddenly felt bereft. I wanted that cock back. I almost
fell forward as I blindly leaned forward to find it again. (Blindly because I
had closed my eyes in pleasure.)
This time it was Ted and Wendy. Ted like the rest of the men, was fully
dressed. He was casual, with jeans and T-shirt. The T-shirt, though, had a
picture of a semi naked woman bent over with her hands tied to her ankles with
rope, her legs spread at ankles with a spreader bar. She wore rubber open crotch
pants. A closer look revealed that it was a picture of Wendy!!! Fancy walking
down the street with a bondage photo of his wife displayed for the entire world
to see!!!
Wendy wore a short black cocktail dress. The dress was high necked with a heart
shaped cutout over her bosom through which her naked breasts thrust. I looked
up at her and saw something that totally amazed me. Her tongue protruded
between her lips was pierced and ringed. From the ring in her tongue a chain
ran down to her pierced nipples. Her tongue was thrust out as far as it would
go and the chain between her tongue and nipples was pulled tight so that her
nipples were pulled upwards. What a unique way to gag your slave I thought. I
hope Frank never does that to me. She was not bound in any other way. Frank
gave her an appreciative whistle and she gave him a half bow in return. Ted
shook Frank's hand and wished him a good evening. Frank suggested he take a
drink for Wendy. Ted went over to Sarah picked up one of the two remaining
glasses from the tray and passed it to Wendy. She of course could not drink it
so she brought it over to me and held it so that I could drink. She
deliberately tipped it faster so that I was unable to drink it quickly enough so
that the liquid ran down my chin and on to my body. Having emptied the glass
she lifted her skirt so that I might greet her. Her genital area was shaved
clean. Her clit was pierced and ringed. She stood over me, her legs wide apart
and thrust herself at my face. I opened my mouth and took her ringed clit
gently between my teeth and worried at it whilst I lapped at it with the tip of
my tongue. She gave a big sigh of pleasure as I did so.
"Your slave knows how to pleasure a woman, Frank. You could make a fortune with
her, you know" she called over to him.
Ted had gone over to the kneeling Lois and had presented his prick to her for
her to kiss in welcome. She took him into her mouth eagerly. Our last guest
arrived at his very moment and our party was now complete. When he had all had
been suitably greeted by Wendy and I we moved up stairs to the new bondage room
where Frank took me into the centre of the floor. I was to be the centre of
attention for the evening. The rest of the group spread themselves around the
room and made then selves comfortable on the various chairs and couches that
were placed against the walls to await the forth-coming entertainment.
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