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Subject: {ASSM} A Psychopath and his Toys Part 3 (M/g, pedo, tort, rape, sad)
Date: Sun, 22 Apr 2001 21:10:03 -0400
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Here is Part 3.


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A Psychopath and his Toys Part 3 (M/g, pedo, tort, rape, sad)

By Alocer Loki (SadBastard)

Email me at Alocer_Loki@yahoo.com

WARNING:
	This story is not for everyone and may contain some quite 
	graphical depictions of girls and more specifically 
	children in extreme sexual situations.
	These may include rape, and sexual torture. If this 
	subject matter offends you or you are under 18 then don't 
	read it.

	The Things depicted herein are purely fiction. I as the 
	Author do not support any of the actions depicted.

	If you've got past that I'm going to assume that like me 
	you are a sick fuck who gets off on the rape and torture 
	of pre-teen girls.
	If not what the fuck are you doing reading this?

Thanks, enjoy the story.

Chapter 3


Paul led the teen stumbling and staggering along behind him as she 
was pulled along by her arms. She would have followed him quite 
readily only she as too tired and too sore to keep up with his long 
quick strides. They came to a welcomed stop just before the iron door 
of the holding room; Paul turned to the panting teen and grinned. 
"Now my Piss Drinking Slut, are you thirsty?" he asked.

Alice licked her dry lips and looked at her tormentor wondering just 
what was planned for her now, "Yes master," she whispered.

"Good, that'll make things a little easier for you," he said and 
forced the girl onto her knees.

She was just too spent to figure out just what he had intended for 
her. Even when he shoved his semi-hard cock into her mouth. She 
started to work on it sucking it like a good slut obviously thinking 
that was what he wanted. She jumped back in surprise as the hot 
liquid filled her mouth. Paul who had been expecting this reaction 
tried to stop himself quickly, but was unable to prevent some piss 
spraying directly into the girl's face. Besides it served the little 
slut right. "If I wasn't so fucking tired I'd punish you bad for 
that." He said, "But that will have to wait until morning, now suck 
and I want you to drink every drop,"

Letting out a whimper the girl leant forwards and took his cock back 
in her mouth. Her body was still in immense pain from the tortures 
she'd already received and she didn't want to find out what else he 
could do to her.

Alice started to work on his cock again only this time she was ready 
for it when the piss shot into her mouth. The girl's cheeks expanded 
as he pissed faster than she could swallow but the teenager 
miraculously didn't spill any more.

Paul stroked her hair, "Good Piss Slave," he said, "Now what are 
you?"

The girl lowered her head in shame and mumbled, "I'm a Piss Drinking 
Slut."

"You're a piss drinking slut MASTER," he corrected with a rough slap 
on the cheek.

"I'm a Piss Drinking Slut Master," the girl said.

"Good, now have a rest, I'll bring you down some food in a minute and 
then it's bed."

The girl gave a sigh of relief and said, "Oh thank you..." then she 
added, "Master,"

Paul patted her gently on the head. "In you go," he said and unlocked 
the iron door. Alice walked in past him. Everything was much the same 
as he'd left it. Hanna was still out for the count and Beth sat in 
the back of the cage looking a little worse for ware. Paul locked the 
door back up and made his way from the cellars to the kitchen of his 
house. Toys' tend to last longer when you feed them, Paul had learned 
that quite quickly he also learned, although you had to feed them it 
didn't really matter what you fed them, it wasn't like he wanted the 
bitches to last forever. In fact no matter what you fed them the 
girls would become `worn' in time anyway. 

The kitchen was quite large and had loads of utensils most of which 
hadn't been touched for almost five years. Paul lived on microwave 
food and takeout.

Paul went into the larder which was almost empty except for a dozen 
tins of dog food and a big bag of dog cereal. It was food and quite 
edible by humans.  Taking out three tins of the dog food and the 
cereal he carried it into the kitchen and sorted through the 
cupboards until he came across the dog bowls. He had more than a 
dozen all made from stainless steel. He had brought them cheap in a 
sale. Taking out six of the bowls he stacked three of them up at the 
side and to mixed the food in the other three. Then stacking them all 
together he carefully made his way back into the cellars, stopping 
off to pick up another pair of cuffs.

Near to the holding room was a tap connected directly to the mains 
Paul used it to fill up the bowls with water. After opening the door 
he took two bowls in at a time and set them near the wall. Beth and 
Alice were sat together in the cage, and looked up at Paul, who 
smiled at them, "It's dinner time," he said, "Now Alice I want you to 
tie your sister's arms behind her back with her cuffs."

Alice quietly unfastened the cuffs that Beth wore and pulled her 
hands behind her back and fastened them up. While they did this Paul 
knelt by Hanna and tuned her onto her stomach. He smiled when he saw 
she still had the dildo stuck in her ass, he pulled it out gently and 
set it by the girl and tied her arms behind her back. He then opened 
her tiny mouth a little and reached into his pocket and pulled out a 
bottle of tablets. Taking two out he slipped them into her mouth and 
with his fingers moved them to the back of her throat, and then 
massaged her throat to try and get her to swallow them. Then for good 
measure he pushed the dildo inside her mouth as well.

He stood up and looked at the two older girls, "Okay you two come out 
here Alice I'm going to tie your hands behind your back too."

The two girls crawled from the cage and walked over to Paul who took 
Alice and cuffed her hands behind her back. "Okay," he said, 
"considering your hands are tied up I think you can figure out how 
you've got to eat it."

Alice fell to her knees right away and shuffled over to the bowl. She 
looked at it and let out a whine but said nothing as she leant over 
and put her face in the bowl and started to eat. Beth copied her 
sister except when she looked into the bowl she pulled a face and 
turned to Paul; "This is dog food!" She exclaimed.

"Oh you are clever," muttered Paul, "Eat it."

"But it's DOG food." 

"Look at your sister she's being a good girl and eating her dinner 
unless you do the same, I'm going to start torturing you now," As 
opposed to in the morning but he wasn't about to tell her that.

The child looked down at her sisters cut and welted ass, even though 
hers looked much the same, she had also seen the cuts on her sisters 
breasts, and pussy also how Hanna just wouldn't wake up. She leant 
over and put her face in the bowl and slowly started to eat.

Paul watched them eat, they took lots of water to wash it down with 
so much so that the water ran out before the dog food did. Too bad 
for them. It took a while for them to finish it all, but Paul made 
sure that they finished every scrap of food. Once finished the girls 
turned around and looked at Paul, both of them had dog food covering 
their faces. Paul smiled, "Good doggies," he said, "Now Alice I want 
you to clean the rest off of Beth's face and when you're finished 
Beth clean it off Alice."

Alice moved forwards and started to lap the dog food from the nine-
year-olds face Beth kept still until Alice had finished and then 
performed her task. By the end of it both girls looked a little sick. 
But it was all they would eat while they were alive so they would 
have to get used to it. Paul reached back for his bottle and tipped 
two tablets in either hand and held them out to the girls, "Now I 
want you to swallow these."

"What are they?" asked Beth.

Paul glared at the girls and they quickly buried their faces into his 
hands and took their tablets. All they were, were iron supplements to 
help with the blood loss they would be suffering, but they didn't 
need to know that. "Now back into the cage both of you."

While they crawled back into the cage, Paul gathered Hanna, and her 
dildo and carried her over to the cage pushing her in he then 
collected her food and drink, and put it in the cage with her. "Now 
if she wakes up, I want you to feed her some thing and make her 
drink. If she doesn't wake up you don't touch the food or the water 
to do so will mean hard punishment. Also if she doesn't wake up make 
sure the dildo stay's in her mouth." 

That said he left the room locking it behind him back into the house 
he heated up a microwave meal and sat down in front of the TV, and 
flipped over to the sport.


			*****


Alice curled in the corner of the cage the taste of piss and dog food 
hung heavy in her mouth and no matter how much she spat or swallowed 
it just stayed there. So she tried to ignore it. Her mind was foggy 
and she was exhausted so ignoring the bad taste was pretty simple. 
Ignoring Beth's incessant whining was not so easy. "Dog food. I feel 
ill." She moaned.

"Shut up and go to sleep,"

"How can you sleep he hit us he killed mummy and nearly killed Hanna, 
and you want to sleep."

Alice groaned and sat up, "Don't you see, he will kill us if we don't 
do what he tells us."

"But he hurts us when we DO do what he tells us. Look at Hanna,"

Alice turned and took Beth's hands, "I know Bethy I really do. How 
can we hurt ourselves? But we must do what he tells us to do or he 
will kill us. If we want to live we've got to do what he says."

"I don't want to be hurt I want to go home. I want mummy and daddy." 
The child began to cry.

Alice could have screamed, but she stopped herself, Beth was right. 
Why did they have to do what he said? Alice didn't want to die and 
she knew that he would kill them if they tried to fight and that was 
enough to make Alice do what ever he wanted. No matter how sick it 
was, or perverted, and no matter how much it hurt.


			*****


Paul pushed open the iron door and stepped into the room, the girls 
were all asleep although Hanna hadn't moved an inch from where he'd 
left her the night before. Beth was propped against the side of the 
cage her head was in her chest. Alice was laid out beside Hanna and 
fast asleep. Three naked young girls in such a serene state well to a 
lot of people it might have been a turn on but for Paul, the bruises 
and welts across the three young bodies, were what aroused Paul. 
"Alright wakey wakey." He called.

Beth jerked her head turned from side to side trying to figure out 
where she was. Alice groaned and sat up looking through the bars and 
chicken wire she smiled, a sweet smile, and definitely forced, but 
Paul smiled back, she was trying a different tactic now, get into his 
good books and he might let them go, or at least go soft on them.

"Good morning bitch slaves," he told them, he looked down at Hanna's 
motionless body and frowned, she was still breathing but wasn't 
moving. Then she groaned and turned over. Her eyes opened a crack and 
she looked up at him she pushed the dildo from her mouth and tried to 
speak but all that came out was a croak. Paul smiled, "Hurry up Alice 
give her a drink," he said.

"How?" she asked, moving her hands that were still cuffed behind her 
back.

Paul sighed and explained, "Take some of the water into your mouth 
and kiss it into hers. Don't tell me you didn't play that game with 
your boyfriend."

The girl blushed red again but set about on her task. Awkwardly in 
the limited room the cage allowed she put her face into the bowl and 
took some of the water then leaning over her sister, she pressed her 
lips on her mouth.

Hanna had no idea what was going on, she was still in a pretty bad 
state but she felt the water drip onto her lips and opened up her 
mouth for Alice's water filled kiss.

"Now keep doing that, and give her some food once she's had enough to 
drink,"

Paul watched the older sister feed and water the six-year-old child 
with tender kisses, well not quite tender it was more like press 
mouths together and spit. He watched until most of the water and 
about half of the food was gone, Hanna was looking better all the 
time and he was getting board with the game, "Okay that's enough," he 
said.

Hanna was looking a little stronger but he wasn't happy, he'd 
definitely have to get Anne to have a look at her, but that would 
have to wait until later. He walked over and unlocked the cage door. 
"Okay you two get out," he said.

Alice and Beth crawled out of the small door and stood up beside him. 
Paul reached inside and pulled Hanna out gently, "Can you walk?" he 
asked the girl.

The child just looked at him, and after a while shrugged. After a 
moment she tried to get to her feet with which she managed if just. 
She leant up against the cage watching Paul witch cautious eyes 
trying to decide weather this was the man who had hurt her.

Paul turned to the other two; "Well first of all I need a piss. Alice 
you know your job," he said.

"Yes master," Alice said and knelt down in front of him, she unzipped 
his trousers and took his cock out and placed it between her lips. 

Now this was fun. Alice started to work on his cock running her 
tongue around it in her mouth. She was ready for it and when the 
stream of piss hit the back of her throat she swallowed it all. Paul 
waited for a few minutes before he took his gland from her mouth.

Reaching into his pocket Paul took out three collars, although they 
looked pretty good while strapped around a young girls throat they 
served a more practical purpose, in that it was far easier to control 
a bitch when you've got them by the throat. He quickly strapped them 
around the necks of his three toys. The collars were thick leather 
and would take some force to break them having been made to keep big 
dogs. At the front of each of the collars was a large iron ring once 
used to fit the lead, (leash) onto them and it was that ring that 
made them so practical. 

"Okay follow me now I suggest you don't try to run because there is 
no way out of these cellars and I have cameras everywhere and you 
won't hide for long and when I do find you I'll hurt you, and I mean 
bad." That got Hanna's head ticking over and she backed away from him 
knowing now that he had hurt her. "But if you are good and do what I 
tell you, I won't do anything bad yet."

Of course that didn't do much to get on Hanna's good side, she hadn't 
done anything bad when he'd started to hurt her. She stayed away from 
him, Paul continued his speech, "So if any of you feel like you won't 
be able to help yourselves speak now and I will put a lead on you and 
treat you like a dog."

The three girls remained quiet.

"I'll take that as a sign of co-operation and if you would now follow 
me,"

The girls started to follow Paul as he left the room Alice had to 
practically drag Hanna along with her, Paul led the girls to a large 
tiled room, it looked like the shower room of a school or a gym which 
was what it was. There were eight places for the girls to shower and 
at each place was a red mat with a hole in the centre. On the wall at 
each place was a ring each had an open padlock on them. This is where 
the collars came in handy. Paul had added this to his grandfather's 
cellars; there was nothing he hated more than dirty toy's. Especially 
when washing them could be so much fun. He turned to watch his girls 
looking at the showers with some suspicion, "Now you've been locked 
in that cell for a long time and I thought that it would be nice for 
you to get washed up," he said. He walked over and took Beth by the 
collar, he pulled her to the first showerhead, "Now you see the red 
mat?"

"Y-yes sir," the child said.

"If your feet move from that I will punish you, is that clear." 

The girl nodded, and walked onto the mat. Paul pushed her top half 
forwards and locked the collar to the wall. With that done Paul 
inspected the work from the day before. Her ass was coming along 
nicely most of the welts had gone down but some bruising remained, he 
squeezed them and got a little moan from the girl. Leaving her there 
he motioned for Alice and Hanna to enter. He locked them both under a 
showerhead. Hanna was last she was still too weak to put up a 
struggle as Paul moved her to her position and clipped her in, "Now 
don't move from the red mat or I'll go and get some more of my toys. 
Do you understand."

The tiny child nodded she was trembling on the mat and Paul ran his 
hands down the tiny body. Smiling he gave her a hard tap on the ass 
and left the three girls locked to the showers.

In a room behind the showers was a control room. It was nothing more 
than a broom cupboard with a computer at one end. The computer was an 
old piece of machinery, (A 486 DX no less) but it served it's purpose 
all it was used for was to control the heat and pressure of the water 
in the showers.  Leant up against the corner of the control room was 
a long cane, more than quarter an inch in diameter. A nasty thing to 
be hit with, it would leave some deep bruising. 

Paul left the cane where is was for the moment and leant over the 
computer to set the shower. The showers were deceptive they looked 
like any normal shower but along with the water coming out from above 
them, it also shot out from the centre of the mat between their legs. 
Also although the showers could be set at any temperature Paul only 
ever used his three pre-sets, which were labelled on the program as 
Damn Cold, Hot, and Fucking Hot. He didn't want to burn the girls too 
badly this time so he set the water to hot but the pressure to high. 
He picked up his cane and made his way into the shower room. "Right," 
he said, "We're going to play a little game, the water is going to 
start soon and it will be hot, but you've got to stay on the mat. The 
every time you put a foot out of the mat I'm going to hit you with 
this," he held up the long thick cane, "The one who has the most 
welts on their ass when we're finished will get an extra punishment."

With that he stripped off his own clothes, and stored them outside 
the shower room. He locked the door hit the extractor fan to on, 
there would be a lot of steam. He went over to the handle to turn the 
water on. He pulled it and steaming water shot from above their heads 
scalding their sensitive backs. The girls screamed and moved 
desperately trying to get away from the water. Hanna was the first to 
step off the mat and Paul moved quickly to her and landed a hefty 
blow on her ass, she screamed again and moved back onto the mat. Then 
the water shot out from below, hitting their legs and cunts with a 
hard stream of steaming water. The girl's screams intensified and 
they tried anything to get away from the water. Paul suddenly found 
himself inundated with his work of hitting their nice asses, not that 
he was complaining. 

The water pelted the girl for almost ten minutes before it suddenly 
died leaving three panting girls with red blotches on their backs and 
legs and nasty welts across their asses. Paul inspected each of them, 
Hanna actually had the most welts, but he wasn't happy with her 
condition yet, and Beth had come out a close second and besides he'd 
already played with Hanna. He walked over to Beth and unhooked her 
from shower he said, "You lost."

"But..." Paul slapped the child across the face as soon as she started 
to speak.

The blow knocked her off her feet. Paul grabbed her collar and pulled 
her up, "I was thinking about only fucking you, I've got stuff to do 
today and that'll hurt your small cunt a lot, but now darling I'm 
going to hurt you bad."

"No! Please don't hurt me, I'm sorry."

Paul hit her again this time he kept hold of her to stop her falling, 
"I suggest you shut up," he said.

The girl seemed to get the idea and closed her mouth tears flowed 
down her wet face, "Now follow me," he said and keeping hold of her 
collar he led her from the room.

He led her down the hall and through three doors until he got to a 
large room, the room was one of the largest in the cellars at fifteen 
foot by twelve, the walls were bare only a large wooden board leant 
up against the wall at the far end. But the most defining thing in 
the room was the torture horse. It was nothing more than a wedge of 
wood standing almost five feet tall. It was only one and a half-foot 
at the bottom and extended to a cruel narrow edge. This meant a girl 
sat on it would have as much pressure on her pussy as possible. If 
that wasn't bad the edge of the horse was covered in small sharp 
stones glued in place. It would only take a few moments sitting on 
that thing to bring intense agony to a girl. Chains and straps hung 
from the ceiling above it to hold the girl in place and two large 
weights sat at it's base both were connected to a strap used to 
secure them to a girls leg. 

Paul pointed to the torture horse; "I'm going to sit you on that for 
most of the day does that sound nice?"

The child stared at it in horror wondering just how it would be used 
to hurt her. She shook her head.

"Don't worry toy I'm not going to put you on it yet, first off I want 
my early morning fuck, but just to make it worse for you I was 
thinking about pushing a dozen or so nails into your feet."

"No!" the child cried and tried to make a run for it but Paul still 
had a firm hold on the collar. To ensure she couldn't escape he 
closed the door and locked it. He let her go and she ran to the 
nearest corner, Paul laughed at her but left her there for the time 
being. He walked to the far side of the room and took the board 
leaning against the wall. The board was about two foot square and 
about an inch thick, and filled with small thin nails extending from 
about a quarter of an inch to, half an inch but still an evil device 
to stand on. The nails were different sizes to make sure they would 
pierce the skin rather than allow her body weight be spread across 
them. 

He put the board on the floor and walked over to the girl who shrank 
further into the corner. He grabbed her by the collar and pulled her 
to her feet and then towards the board. Somehow in her panicked and 
hysterical state the girl managed to miss the board with her feet as 
she screamed and fought against Paul. 

Paul slapped her hard across the face in an attempt to calm her down 
and it worked the girl just stared at him breathing heavily, Paul 
smiled at her, and said, "Are you ready?"

"Please don't..." the girl screamed as Paul pulled her forwards and her 
foot involuntary set down on the board. The girl fell over backwards 
her foot pulling from the nails leaving several small wounds in the 
bottom of her foot.

Paul shook his head and walked to horse, he pulled off one of the 
straps and went back to the girl. Beth took no notice of the man she 
just sobbed and stared at her bleeding foot. Paul quickly pulled her 
legs together and strapped them to one another. He picked the crying 
child up. The girl refused to put her feet down, so he held her over 
the board, "You either stand on it or I'll drop you on it."

"Don't PLEASE!"

Paul dropped the girl and she let out a shrill scream as she landed 
on the board. The nails dug straight into her left thigh. Paul bent 
down and picked the crying girl back up, "Put your fucking feet 
down." The girl wailing loudly put her feet on the board due to the 
strap they were both placed near the centre of the nail board. Paul 
held the tearful girl with her feet on the top of the nails for 
several moments before pushing her onto them. The girl screamed and 
tried to pull her feet off but Paul and the straps didn't allow her 
to pull her feet off and Paul held her to stop her from falling over 
again. "Please let me OFF!" the girl screamed.

Keeping one hand to stop her going anywhere Paul put his other hand 
between the girl's legs and stroked her cunt. The girl just screamed 
and cried. Those screams were like a choir's song this morning. Paul 
inspected where the blood ran down her leg from the small puncture 
wounds in her thigh. None of them seemed serious, they would all stop 
bleeding in a short while. The child's screams stopped him from 
talking to her, so he placed his free hand over her mouth. It quieted 
her a little. "Shut the fuck up, I want a fuck now so I'm going to 
let you off the nail and I'm going to throw you on the floor and fuck 
you hard I've got no lubricant with me so I think I might tear your 
little cunt while trying. If I do that you might bleed to death, is 
that what you want?"

The terrified child shook her head, "Now to stop it you've got to 
suck on my cock, make it as wet as you can with your spit. Will you 
do that?"

The girl nodded she was so desperate to get her feet off of the nails 
she would have agreed to anything. "You must kneel on the nails to 
suck my cock." He said.

The girl didn't understand she either knelt on the nails or she died 
was that what he was asking? The small child realised that it was and 
that she didn't want to die. So she leant forwards bending her knees. 
Paul guided the girl down but as the nails started to dig into her 
shins the girl changed her mind but Paul, wouldn't let her up no 
matter what she screamed and begged and thrashed he just pushed her 
knees onto the cruel spikes. The girl screamed and cried with 
desperation but Paul held her fast until she shut up, "Now darling 
open wide,"

The tiny girl opened her mouth as wide as she could and Paul pushed 
his already stiff cock inside. "Remember now lick it all around get 
as much spit on it as you can,"

He gazed at the child kneeling in an ever-growing pool of blood, 
although there looked worse than it was. She sucked on his cock with 
desperation knowing that that was the only way to end the pain. Paul 
was soon satisfied with the girl. He wanted to fuck her anyway so he 
pulled her off his cock and lifted her from the nail board. The board 
came up with her for a second but slipped from her leg and hit the 
floor with a loud clatter. Paul kicked the board away and laid the 
girl down and undone the bonds that held her feet together. With that 
done he spread her legs wide and tested her small hole with his 
fingers, "Oh boy you're almost as tight as Hanna," he said. "I'll be 
nice considering you tried your best," he then dipped his fingers in 
the blood seeping from the small wounds in her legs and started to 
work it into her cunt.

 There was less blood than it looked and Paul had to keep going back 
before he was satisfied the child's cunt was properly lubricated. The 
girl didn't move during this she didn't even speak. Finally Paul lent 
in and guided his cock into her bloody hole. He pushed slowly 
forwards and the girl began to moan in agony. It was a slow process 
getting his cock inside the nine-year-old child. He hit the hymen but 
kept driving in slowly. The increasing pressure finally tore threw, 
the child cried and moaned every moment of his agonising entrance. 
Paul then began to slowly pull out and then back in. It became easier 
with each motion as fresh blood lubricated the hole. Paul slowly 
picked up speed and the girl's moans picked up in desperation, the 
fuck was sheer torture for the child. 

It took a long time for Paul to draw near climax and the girl was 
just panting now with every thrust. Paul withdrew completely and 
looked down on his bloodied cock. He loomed over the girl and said, 
"Suck it now," he said.

The child opened her small mouth and Paul pushed it inside her and 
let her suck on it. Paul soon felt himself cumming and held the girl 
in place as he exploded into her mouth. The child choked as the thick 
fluid hit the back of her throat and with Paul keeping his cock 
inside her mouth she had no choice but to swallow. When Paul pulled 
out her head fell back against the stone and she closed her eyes. 

Paul leant over her and slapped her face, "Oi I'm not finished with 
you," he said and slapped her a second time.

The girl sobbed, "Please stop..." Paul slapped her a third time and 
picked her up.

He carried her over to the horse and said, "Now open your legs so I 
can sit you on this."

Still sobbing loudly the girl did as she was instructed and Paul sat 
her on the horse. She moaned loudly as the rough and pointed stones 
on the sharp edge dug into her sensitive and tortured cunt. Paul used 
the rope above her to tie her in place. With her unable to move he 
gathered the two heavy weights and hung them from either leg causing 
the girl to start screaming again, "Well good bye," he said, "I'm 
leaving you here for a couple of hours. Oh and don't even think about 
pissing yourself I am not in the mood, besides it will REALLY sting 
if you do."

He chuckled to himself and left the room locking the crying and 
screaming child in a world of pain.


The end of Part 3



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