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The fairy's dilemma (Vixen_Mistress x Me)

Looking down at her as she sat as his feet Mitka frowned, displeased she was attempting to cover her bruises. Reaching out he brushed her hair behind her hair then tilted her head to look into her face. "Don't hide the marks I leave on your body. It pleases me to see them and all the others to see" he said before drinking some wine. "You begged for a drink now drink. You want me to pour that wine down your throat instead slave?" He glared down into her face a mix of anger and lust growing in his eyes.

Moving as fast as he could Silvas neared the spot where he collapsed as the sun finally descended and darkness enveloped everything. Everything shimmered with a faint silver glow to the elf's sensitive eyes as they quickly adjusted to the low light of the moon. He had to slow as he was not fully certain of the path he needed to take. At this pace he'd make it to the camp a few hours before dawn. Hopefully they were still there and Lili had not given up hope.
 
Feeling his hand come up and brush away her hair made her flinch and looked up at him fearfully, hearing his order, "Why does it please you to see my injury, and the damage to my body? It is humiliating for the others to see and hurts thinking it mars my skin." She said, not seeing what he did at all. Hearing his words she looked worried and took another sip of the wine, not wanting him to force her to drink, but also not wanting to be drunk either, since she did not know what her reaction would be, and while she knew what it had been with Silvas when she had asked for a drink she did not want to truly give into him as she had her love. Taking another sip she tried to appease his want for her to drink, waiting to see if she had drank enough to satisfy his want for her to drink, and while it was making her feel a little more warm and her body relaxed she did not allow herself to fall into a false sense of trust or security, knowing he just wanted to use and abuse her, and that was not what she wanted. Watching the anger and lust in his eyes she tensed a little and scooted away from him a little, hoping he did not notice how unease he made her at the moment, she only hoped that Silvas was alright and thinking of a way to save her soon, but from what she had seen he was just as exhausted as she had been if not more or even less since she had been satisfying everyone with her juices, a show and then a brutal throat fuck as well as raping her already abused womanhood. The pain seemed to dull a little more the more she had sipped on the wine, but she made sure to pace herself, not wanting to get so far gone that she became careless or not as cautious as she had been until now.
 
As Silvas finally entered the woods he had to slow down to ensure he was heading in the right direction. It also helped him save his energy which he realized he was quickly losing. Resting against a tree he wondered if he should have listened to Ellen and rested before doing this. Before long he was resting more often and for longer periods of time. As he rested it only made him angrier and more frustrated knowing any delays would make Lili be put to more abuse but he had little choice or he'd be too exhausted to do anything when getting to the camp. Sighing he looked up into the sky hoping she was still holding out.

Mitka smirked hearing her question and watching as she sipped more wine. "It pleases me because all who see it know why those marks are there. Your humiliation pleases me because it shows me your sweetness and purity. My last slave was discarded because she turned into a slut and enjoyed it too much" he said gazing at the marks upon her skin and watching as she moved way slightly. Picking up his goblet he drank more wine feeling its effects on his body as he relaxed and his arousal grew looking at her bruises. He said nothing about her moving away knowing she could go nowhere attached to the chain and collar that he couldn't get to her.
 
Listening to him she shook her head, not liking the story of the other slave, knowing at some point someone was bound to snap and just break to ease the pain and try to adapt to prevent themselves from getting hurt even more. Taking another sip of wine she set the cup down, hoping he would not force her to drink more, but she did not stop herself from letting the hair fall back over her face, covering the bruise while she remained still and silent sitting on the floor since she could not really go anywhere. "The others of course would become like that, to avoid being hurt like this, and to avoid the pain they adapt to it and give in... that is survival, not being a slut." She said softly, at least that was how she saw it in her opinion since that was what she was doing to keep herself from giving up, that and the thought of her love coming back for her. However she was getting exhausted and leaned her head against the post she was chained to while her eyes looked to her bruises on the rest of her body, tears forming in her eye at the thought of him using her again, since she was already in so much pain and did not want more on top of what she had, and she did not want to be in constant pain or she would never get any rest and begin showing how tired she was and how much pain she was in, mentally and physically. But she told herself she had to hang in there, for Silvas, or else she would have started dying at about this time from the despair and her position of enslavement within this place, being this horrible monster's pet and rape toy.
 
Sitting there he listened as she refuted his twisted view on his past slaves. While he felt her opinion to be wrong he fully believed that he was right and that eventually she would beg for him to fill her with his cock. When she leaned against the pole and her hair fell back in front of her face he scowled in displeasure. Having just recently told her he should be able to see her bruises he took this as blatant defiance on her part never thinking she may be too tired to realize what had happened. Getting up from his chair he stood and stretched slowly letting his stiff muscles gain new life. Opening his pants he let them fall to the ground and stepped out of them. Crossing over to the fairy he looked down at her his anger clear on his face. "What did I just tell you?" he asked coldly.

Moving through the woods silently Silvas heard the sounds of the nocturnal creatures coming out. Following what he believed to be the trail he'd left earlier on his escape from the drow camp. Stopping in a clearing he sat and went through all his supplies ensuring he had everything. After a few minutes he got to his feet and headed off through the woods again. Believing himself to be getting closer he slowed his pace keeping alert for sentries that may have been placed.
 
Seeing his displeasure she looked up at him, sincerely confused shaking her head a little, "I Am sorry master... What have I done to displease you?" She asked before she realized what had happened and quickly she brought her hand up, gently touching her hair to move it back to show her bruise again looking up at him in fear, "I am sorry I'm just exhausted and I did not mean for my hair to fall, it is just so thick and long and I have nothing to tie it back, please forgive me, I meant no disobedience or disrespect, I am just exhausted after everything for the past few days." She said softly, realizing he had no idea of what had happened at Silvas's home, his torture of her, and her illness that still left her a little weak, and then their love making at the lake before she was taken, or he might have possible understood why she felt as fatigued as she did. Seeing his pants fall she moved away from him again her tears falling down her cheeks, "Please Master, not again, I am so tired and hurt so much," She pleaded as she went to the end of her chain, but knew it was useless since he could take the chain and bring her to him. She was still on her hands and knees as before and looked like a terrified animal trying to flee from a cruel owner.
 
Seeing the tears roll down her face he smirked as his shaft twitched starting to grow erect. Letting her sit at the end of the chain he stared at the pitiful picture she presented thinking her more attractive than when she arrived. Moving around the tent he ignored her and let her wonder what he was doing. Looking in a chest he found what he wanted, four slender spikes that would slide into the opening in the chain links. Holding them in one hand he moved over towards her chain grabbing it in the other and pulling her slowly towards him. As she neared him he chuckled to himself in enjoyment. Once she got to him he wrapped the chain around each wrist and ankle then slide the spikes between the chain and into the ground. Once done she was pinned with her arms spread out and her head on the ground while her knees where tucked under her pushing her ass into the air for him.

Roughly two miles from the camp Silvas noticed an unnatural shape sticking out from the forest further up the path. Slinking slowly through the trees he moved closer. As he approached Silvas recognized it as a drow obviously a sentry from the camp. Crouching among the plant life he thought about what he wanted to do. Deciding he slowly began to whisper the words of a spell and making the necessary hand signs as he crept closer. The leafs rustled as he moved and the sentry turned as Silvas lunged towards him. Placing his palm onto the drow forehead he completed the spell and sent the drow into a deep sleep. Checking the unconscious sentry over Silvas relieved him of the knife on his belt and continued toward the camp.
 
Watching him she felt worried, not sure what it was he was going to do and it was not until she saw him retrieve something from the chest that she tried to pull away, whimpering a little while he pulled her to him, "W-What are you going to do? Please don't hurt me anymore Master," She pleaded her body shaking before she found her herself pinned to the ground and in a very uncomfortable position her body weak and she could not get up. "Why use those to do this to me? What are you going to do Master?" She asked again, wondering if she would have obeyed if he had just ordered her like this, but then again it did depend on what he was going to do. Struggling a little she tried to work the spike through the chain out to get herself out of this position, but it was no use, she could not get herself up and instead went limp against the ground, no longer seeing much reason to struggle, the tears on her cheeks and flowing still onto the ground under her, her small body shaking in pure terror, "Please Master, don't hurt me anymore, I don't think I can take much more and I will become ill if not taken care of better than how I have been treated." She explained, knowing it was true and she was forcing herself to remain as healthy as she could, although she was pale it was not to the point that she would become sickly as Silvas had seen her.
 
Looking down at her Mitka grinned as he listened to her pleas hearing the fear in her voice. As her body shook in fear of what he might do he kneeled behind her excited and pleased by her reactions. Rubbing his hand up her thigh to her ass he squeezed it firmly. "Relax" he said softly as his fingers kneaded the flesh under them. "I think instead of using you as a fuck toy again we will begin training your other hole so it can accommodate me" Rubbing his thumb teasingly against her he slowly adds more and more pressure while watching her reaction.

Slinking through the dark trees Silvas stopped frequently to listen and look. The closer he got the more worried he became of stumbling into a lookout. Hoping that Lili was ok he continued on. Seeing a soft glow ahead from what had to be the fires of the camp. Moving closer toward the tree line he stayed in the shadows watching for signs of life.
 
Feeling the hand being gentle was strange, she was not use to it and it calmed her a little, a little more when he said to relax and she had little choice, either she be torn to ribbons in moments, or obey and have her small body handled a little more gently. She tried to relax, trying her hardest while her small body shook hard tears flowing from her as she muttered softly to herself, not bothering to beg him to stop since she knew that would probably only make things worse for herself. Once his thumb pressed against the tight little entrance she let out a whimper of discomfort shaking her head, "I... I'm not use to this... please be slow..." She pleaded softly, her voice a soft sob of humiliation and pain, her her she made sure to keep back so it did not hide her, as much as she would have like to hide that bruise on her face. Her mind remained on Silvas, hoping he had escaped and made it home, or somewhere safely, if she knew he was alright this would be so much easier to endure or even to put up more of a fight.
 
Continuing to rub at her tight little hole he smiled seeing her shake the hair from her face allowing him to see the bruise on her face. His hard shaft throbbed in eagerly as he became excited seeing her showing off the humiliating mark. Letting it slip between her thighs, the head rubbing against her stomach as the shaft grazed her clit. "Don't worry slave your master knows what he is doing. I'm not going to permanently damage you your first night" he said with a smirk. While he may delight in her sexual pain he had no desire to see her truly harmed yet. Letting a gob of spit fall to her ass he rubbed around her hole and teased the entrance with his index finger finally pressing the first segment inside.

Waiting in the shadows of the wood Silvas watched the camp intently. He moved silently around trying to come up with a plan to free Lili. Torn between rushing in and finding a mostly abandoned area of camp he circled the camp giving in to caution. There were handfuls of drow scattered about finishing their tasks or lounging about small fires. Pressed close to the trunck of a tree he watched and began to form a plan that would allow him to sneak in. No sense fighting his way to Lili only for them to both die in the camp.
 
Feeling him behind her she kept her face to the ground crying softly to herself and hearing his words she could only nod her head and mutter a soft thanks to him for being gentle with her at least a little, knowing it would not last long. When he spat on her she felt she was at a new low, no special lubrication or something sweet like her love might do, just a simple thing to get what he wanted. Closing her eyes tightly she felt him pushing against the tight ring of muscles and let out a yelp, trying not to tense, but the thing invading her did not want it entering her there, not use to such invasions, not yet at least. "W-Why did you want a fairy? Just to rape me like this, or did you have any other uses, or intents for me Master?" She asked softly, wanting to know what he would intend to do with her when not constantly fucking the poor fairy girl in his tent. Almost right away she shook those thoughts away, thoughts that Silvas might now get there in time and loose her, and not be able to get her back, or not getting her back before she was completely broken.
 
Grinning with delight at the tightness of her other entrance Mitka grunted in amusement at her question. Continuing to work his finger slowly he answered her. "Is a master not allowed to use his slave how he sees? Don't worry tonight is just some fun before you are put to work and your juices collected and sold. You will make me very rich slave" he said lightly more interested in toying with her. Pushing harder against her body's resistance he smiled down at her as he felt his finger slide deeper the resistance increasing as the knuckle pressed against the muscle and slowly worked in. "How does this feel slave..my finger stretching your ass? Soon it'll be your masters cock instead." His voice low and filled with delight at the invasion of her.

Biding his time Silvas crouched near the edge of the camp. There were few people in this part and he was able to begin a spell. Pulling a small vial from his pocket he emptied the grey powder into his hand and began reciting the chant slowly. Finishing the last word he blew the powder from his hand. As he did a fog began to rise from the forest spreading out and covering the camp. The thick grey fog making it impossible for any to see more than a few feet. His heart pounding with nervousness and anticipation as he stepped out of the woods.
 
Shaking her head she gave a groan of pain biting her lip to silence herself. When he asked about his fingers she shook her head, "I-It hurts a little...." She managed to whimper, trying to breath slowly and relax so she would not get hurt quite from being tense. Looking at him for a moment she simply sighed finally getting use to the feeling of his finger in her, "Please Master don't do that, I am too tight there, you would never fit without hurting me." She tried to convince him while she felt her hips moving a little to ease the slight stinging sensation of his finger thrusting in and out of her, but she did not believe that he would do anything other than hurt her when he put his cock up her tight little hole. Thinking about the process of collecting her juices she knew her human form was just about the same, not as potent, or he could force her to change from the collar he put on her and do as Silvas had done and hold her in a frame and have her teases and forced to cum over and over again, the idea of it making her eyes water from remembering how it had felt when Silvas had done it, but she had forgiven him, and she wondered if he would get here in time to prevent them from torturing her like that.

The rest of the camp outside did not seem in too disarray figuring it was a normal fog, just very thick, making it easier for Silvas to slip past most if not all the people, most remaining where they were or entering their tents to escape the fog.
 
Grinning at the sounds she was making Mitka moved his finger faster in and out of her loosening hole. "You may be right, I may be too much for you. Perhaps that pleasure will be given to another as a reward." he mused thinking how nice it would be to watch her get impaled anally by one of his men. Continuing to probe her he spanked her ass lightly with his free hand then slid it up her back to tangle in her red locks. Pulling firmly he bent her head back slightly as he pumped his hips. "Does that sound better?" he asked as his shaft rubbed over her stomach precum starting to leak out and smear over her skin.

Moving slowly through the camp hidden by the fog Silvas made his way toward the large central tent he knew Lili to be in. As he passed by the tents he heard the muffled voices of their inhabitants. A flap opened as he neared one causing him to dive to the ground beside it. Laying on the damp ground he hoped whomever exited wouldn't pass his way or notice him. Heart pounding in fear he watched intently as a drow stumbled out and made his way off toward the other end of camp cursing the fog as he went. WAiting to ensure no others came out Silvas slowly lifted himself from the ground and crept past resuming his path. Anxiety filled him the closer he got worried that she may have given up hope satisfied that he had escaped.
 
Feeling him moving faster she whimpered and held a scream behind her lips, clenching her teeth shut tightly to stop herself for begging him to stop but it was no use, "No I don't want to be taken like that, I can't stand you doing this to me, but for one of your men to take me would just be worse, please stop, I don't want your finger inside me..." She whimpered softly before a scream came from her lips when he clenched her hair and pulled her head back making her body arch even as her hands tightened into little fists and her body tensed from the position, squeezing her muscles around his fingers only making it hurt more, her face red and her breaths heavy pants while he rubbed himself against her, "I don't want them touching me again, I don't want you touching me, but I know that will never happen." She said as she lowered her eyes, her tone calm if not a little weak and she knew she might get in trouble for her words, but she had not said them in anger, just her opinion and what she wanted, not as insult, since she did not want to lie and get in trouble for that either. Her heart pounded in her ears as she looked back at him for a second then brought her gaze to the ground, still in the position on her hands and knees but her back arched by his grip on her hair and the bruise anyone could see on her now, not just him.
 
A grunt of pleasure escaped his lips hearing her scream then voice her displeasure. Pulling his finger out he let go of her hair and grabbed her buttocks firmly with both hands. His strong fingers digging into her flesh he spread her cheeks wide causing both her holes to open slightly. "Why should I care for your wants? You are a slave nothing more Lower than even a pet." he stated in response before spitting on her ass again. Watching the glob of saliva trickle down her he let go of her with one hand and began to press two fingers into her this time. Grinning as he felt the resistance of the ring of muscle lining her entrance he pressed harder feeling his fingers slowly work in as her exhausted body could not resist much. Mitka's cock throbbed eagerly against her stomach needing attention Reaching down with his free hand he pulled one stake then the other out of the ground that were holding her arms down. "Massage my shaft little one and do a good job. If I'm not satisfied I may need to do something more to you"

Slipping past a small gathering of tents Silvas heard a scream pierce the night. He bit his lip hard tasting blood as anger and fear coursed through him wanting to cry out her name and run to her. From the tents several chuckles could be heard as the occupants laughed at the scream of pain they heard, a not uncommon thing from their leaders tent. Waiting until he felt his rage subside slightly Silvas once again began moving toward the central tent, this time at a slightly faster pace.
 
His words hurt her so much, shaking her head she sobbed softly, "You are wrong, and should treat me better than this, despite being your slave, I have been obeying very well Master and have only been treated with cruelty and abused, although I have been behaving and doing everything you command the best I can, please be a little more kind to me..." She pleaded before her hand was released and quickly she moved it to do as he said her tears falling to the ground under her and she looked to be a mess again, her eyes red from stress and she was so upset she was surprised she was not hickupping. Feeling the second finger she let out another scream her hand working the drow's cock while she tried to relax but it was impossible for her to when she did not trust him and when he was so rough with her small fragile body. Her hand worked at pumping his cock faster and to please him before he damaged her poor little body.
 
Hearing her words he ignored them concerned now only with what he was doing to her. Feeling her hand upon his cock he moaned lowly as she stroked him. Pressing harder he felt the muscles of her ass give reluctantly to his fingers as he gasps and whimpers of pain filled the tent. Bucking his hips slightly he moved his cock in time with her hand urging his climax to arrive faster.


Finally nearing Mitka's tent Silvas stopped couched next to crate at its back. Pressing his ear to the rough fabric he held his breath as he listened able to hear the sobs and whimpers coming from Lili. Hearing those sounds a tear ran down his face as he new she was suffering for him. Slowly he removed the drow's knife from his belt and pressed it against the tent. Feeling the knife pierce the fabric he slowly dragged the knife down cutting a slit in the tent as the sounds were muffled by the heavy fog. His heart racing Silvas knelt beside the opening gripping the knife tightly in one hand as he pulled out a vial with the other. Taking a deep breath he let it out then slipped quickly into the dim light of the tent
 
She continued to obey the best she could her tight little rear trying to relax and let the muscles unclench, but his thrusting was painful and every time he thrust in it tightened around his fingers her head bowed still and she looked at the floor, trying to focus on her hand moving and to keep it moving so she could get this over with and hopefully sleep since her eyes were heavy and she was overly exhausted, everything he had been doing to her seemed to wear her out even after her short nap, which seemed so long ago to her in comparison. Her hand moved quickly, keeping a grip on his cock the best she could while her bucked his hips against her small hand. She did not hear the fabric being cut or anyone entering the tent, which was good since she would not want to give Silvas away, but she would have liked to know he was there so she could stop her worrying about him never returning for her, or something horrible happening to him at the moment.
 
Sliding silently through the shadows Silvas could hear the soft grunts of the drow across the tent. Slowly moving closer he began to be able to see more with each small step as they came into view. His knuckles white as he clutched the knife tightly in his rage at what was occurring before him. Creeping closer his heart was pounding as he saw Lili stroking the drow's shaft and watched disgusted and angry as the drow came with a loud moan. With a strangled yell Silvas ran to the rest of the distance slamming his body into the drow as he finished cumming on Lili's hand and stomach. "Bastard" he hissed scrambling to grasp the drow and trying to choke him having lost focus.

Mitka heard nothing but the sounds of his own pleasure as Silvas cut his way into the tent. As she gripped his cock tighter it pulsed with his orgasm coating her hand and lower body in his seed. A surprised grunt escaped his lips as he was quickly brought down from his orgasmic high. Caught completely by surprise he was unable to do anything as he hit the ground and suddenly found the elf on top of him trying to choke him.
 
Lilli felt the drow cum and felt just as disgusted as Silvas was, but at least now he would leave her alone to rest a little for the night, but hearing a yell from somewhere in the tent even before the drow she knew something was happening and then to her surprise she saw Silvas on top of the drow knocking him to the floor, forcing Mitka's fingers from her tight little rear, making her clench her teeth to stop a scream of pain from being anything more than a muffled groan. Once she recovered she knew they were too far away for her to help unless she could get the spikes out of the ground that had her other hand and legs pinned to the floor. She quickly moved her free hand covered in the drows cum to the spike in the floor holding her other hand and as quickly as she could tried to pull the spike from the ground, hoping Silvas would be careful, not wanting to see him dead for trying to save her. She worked at getting the long stake out from the chain and it had taken her a moment before she managed to get it and moved to get the other two that were on her legs so her chain would lengthen and give her some room to move, but she would need Silvas to remove the collar from her or at least the chain so she could move freely.
 
The two men were oblivious to her actions as they fought. Silvas continued to attempt to choke Mitka forgoing the use of any magic or weapons However, Mitka was recovering from the initial shock and fighting back. As Silvas tightened his grip the drew clenched his right hand and swung his fist repeatedly hitting Silvas in the head and face until he was knocked off the drow. Moving slowly the Mitka rolled onto his knees and yelled in rage. With a push of his foot he launched himself at Silvas and they wrestled around the tent with Mitka slowly gaining the upper hand the longer they fought. Locked in a struggle with the drow Silvas found himself overpowered and began to fear for himself and Lili. Clutching at the ground his hand closed upon the knife he dropped earlier. Gripping it tightly he stabbed it into Mitka's thigh as he felt the drow's fist connect squarely with his face. Both yelled in pain distracted from the fight. As his head rolled back Silvas's saw the chain holding Lili and he moaned softly. Reaching out he held his hand out toward where Lili was and quickly chanted a release spell hoping it would work from this far away.
 
She watched in horror as the males went at it and yet she went back to getting the steaks out of the ground, finally getting them off her feet and able to stand up while watching the two wrestle on the ground feeling worried for Silvas as he was hit by Mitka, not really concerned about the bastard drow with the knife in his thigh. However when he moved his hand toward her and began say the spell she knew what was happening and the moment the collar released her she already was ready to help her lover. Lilli became very angry at the sight of the drow and without warning her hand moved toward the drow her eyes turning from violet to white and from underneath the drow the roots began to wrap around his legs and moved up to his arms restraining him while using her powers to make the roots bring the furs she had been using as a blanket up and wrap around her in a dress changing it into a fur gown. Once finished she began hovering over to the drow seeing the knife in his thigh she smirked and took her hand gripping it and twisted it in his leg giving a soft giggle, "I will kill you for what you did to me, as well as the rest of them who enjoyed seeing my pain, humiliation and abuse. I will make these roots hold you and the rest of your camp and rape you as you raped me until you die of starvation, dehydration, or unable to make relieve yourself of the waste that will not be released from your rectum when the roots rip your ass apart." Already outside the others were being bound by the roots, some trying to fight, but it did not help and soon all of them were bound by roots on hands and knees and being stripped of their clothing whether it was ripped off or just moved aside but they just toyed with their victims waiting for the order to penetrate their prisoners

The woman who had touched her lover was the first to see what was going to happen to them all, like tentacles the roots forced themselves into her body in her mouth, as well as womanhood and ass pumping in and out of the bitch making her scream in fear of what was happening and no doubt confused about what was going on as her holes were raped by the rough roots around them, and even the males were not spared from this Mitka would be the last after she spoke with him once more. "You never should have captured us, you should not have touched me like that and use me in such a way. I never doubted Silvas would come back and I was planning on what to do to you and all your people here during the whole time, I think this is fitting seeing how use hurt and abused me. Speaking of abuse I owe you for the bruise on my cheek," She said before her hand came up, but it had rocks around it as though a stone glove, and pulling back she struck him across the face with all of her strength. She knew it would leave a mark and she was hoping it would last for a while.
 
As the roots came out of the ground and wrapped around the drow Silvas crawled away. Watching with a sense of wonder and fright a chill went through him as he heard muffled screams rip through the camp. Looking towards Lili he saw her now clad in a fur dress and was frightened by the delight she took in torturing the drow by twisting the knife still buried in the thigh. Opening his mouth he wanted to call to her and make their escape but his voice was silenced as she began to talk.

A startled cry escaped Mitka's lips as suddenly roots sprung from the ground and wrapped around his arms and legs the bark scrapping his skin as they tightened their hold. "Bi....Bitch!!!" he roared struggling mightily his muscles straining with effort. "How dare you do this to me!! I'll kill you and your elf once I'm free" he spat as he began to focus his energy and chant attempting a fire shield to burn the roots away.
 
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