Subject: Ziaxan Chronicles: Rape and Rebirth: Jennifer
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On Thu, 21 Feb 2008 15:26:47 -0500, Lord Ziax <lord_ziax@yahoo.com>
wrote:
>This is just one chapter of a series, as well as some other stuff I
>have available at my google group. Please feel free to join it!
>
>http://groups.google.com/group/ziaxan-empire
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>
The Courtesans Series, Chapter 2: Rape and Rebirth
I had been emperor of my new kingdom for several months now, and
as I sat back in my throne I caresses the hair of Corinna, who knelt
at her place alongside. My guards, Wendy and Hali stood to either
side of the throne, slightly behind it, as my elite guard. The throne
room was spacious, with marble pillars down each side, and benches for
those who wished to witness the proceedings as I held court. It was
quiet at the time, as the spectators and those who wished to come
before me with issues had left. As I petted my slave, she purred and
moaned slightly, her head rubbing against my lap. As I waited my
assistance walked down the chambers from the far doors. Gillian had
been a beautiful edition, not only a great fuck, she was obsessed with
my pleasure, and had been responsible for recruiting and kidnapping a
great number of my slaves. She dressed the part of the executive
assistant, her legs encased in stockings, high heels, a short business
skirt and a blouse that showed plenty of cleavage. She walked across
the chamber with a smile on her face, and I could tell her latest
quest had been a success. Heels clicking on marble she came to the
steps before my throne and knelt quickly on the pillows at the base of
the platform.
"My lord," she whispered, smiling at me deviously, "I bring news
of your latest request."
"Procede," I nodded at her. In my excitment I had tightened my
grip on Corinna's hair, twisting it as she knelt at my side, moaning
in delight from the pain. Gillian licked her lips hungrily as she
witness the scene, jealous that it was not her experiencing the pain
of my touch. Yet she knew it would come, if she had accomplished my
latest request, I would reward her well.
"I sent the Mistress Karen after those you told me you desired,"
Gillian began. Karen was from Earth as well, someone I had known in
my former life there. Yet, like so many who had been 'cloned' from
earth women over hundreds of years, her Sindaran spirit changed her
mind. Karen was sadistic to the core, and loved to hurt others, in
particular she seemed to have a penchant for those we had both known
in our prior lives. Lately, she had helped us to discovered how to
open a portal to earth so that I could send my soldiers through to
target specific victims for cloning/kidnapping. She embraced her new
role as kidnapper and slaver, and spent much of her time trying to
gain my favor through abducting women for my harem. This last mission
had been perfect for her and her team. "She was successful," Gillian
continued, "quite successful. The primary target has been obtained,
as well as two... bonuses." She handed me pictures, the first was of
the "primary" victim of which she spoke, but the other two were an
unexpected surprise. I smiled as I looked at the pictures."
"This is far better than I could have asked," I told Gillian, "You
have pleased me yet again. You will be greatly rewarded, this
evening, after I have finished with this one. I waved the picture in
the air." I smiled as I looked down at it. My cock was already hard
and throbbing. I hadn't been able to get Jennifer off of my mind for
days, and now she was mine, to use as I please.
Being able to have any woman you want changes you a great deal.
When you can have them, you want them more, you expect to have them.
As the true power I had available, to have nearly anyone I had ever
fantasized about or dreamed of fucking, became a reality for me, I
started to think back to all of those I had ever wanted to fuck but
never had the chance. Cynthia had started me out, by bringing Kari
for me to rape, but I was not prepared to stop there. In addition to
famous women and stars that of course anyone might dream of fucking, I
couldn't help but think of all the girls I had once fantasized about
when I was younger. And so eventually, I ended up obsessed with
having Jennifer. When I told Gillian and Karen of my desire, the
quickly went to work on getting her for me, and now a week later, she
was mine.
"She is in one of the rape chambers," Gillian smiled, "ready for
my lord."
I closed my eyes and imagined Jennifer tied and helpless, fear
welling up inside her as she lie there, knowing what horrible things
await her (as Gillian was sure to have already told her). The thought
drove me wild with desire and I tugged hard at Corinna's hair. Gillian
moaned as she watched me hurt the concubine, who groaned herself at my
attention, visibly envious of the attention she was being given.
Gillian, like many of my favorites, had an intense addiction for pain,
and undoubtedly was hoping that her successful abduction had earned
her the chance at some personal attention from her lord and master.
"Do not worry my dear," I answered the unasked question, "you will
get what you deserve. I will rape your cunt has hard as I will rape
Jennifer's, and her two little friends as well." I looked down at the
photos of my new victims that I held in my hand, Jennifer I knew
quite well. The other's were a pleasant surprise however: Kristen and
Deanna, two of Jennifer's best friends, and fellow cheerleaders.
Jennifer herself was asian, Korean to be exact. She was a
cheerleader, and loved to show off her legs. Even when she wasn't
wearing her uniform, she had a penchant for short little miniskirts
and high heels. And they were definitely legs worth showing off. Her
face was pretty, with dark almond eyes and long black hair. She had
nice sized tits for an asian girl, and a decent ass. She was slightly
on the heavier side, not fat but not skinny either. Her body we well
toned however, from cheerleading, and her legs were incredible. She
had the sort of large curvy calves that I had a strong appreciation
for, to the point of being nearly too large for some. They were tight
and curvy, tapering to slender ankles. Her thighs were strong and
lean, and served to accentuate the size of her calves. The curves of
her legs were accentuated by the shiny stockings she had tendency to
wear. To think that she now lay in my dungeons, bound and helpless,
awaiting my pleasure, drove me crazy.
"Guards," I said as I stood, my cock hard in my pants, throbbing
hard, "take Corinna to her chambers, and then return to the harem and
help yourself." Corinna, as my head concubine, was considered off
limits. As they left I grabbed Gillian by the hair and pulled her to
her feet, she moaned as I licked her neck hungrily, her head tilted
back under my control. "I'll rape you later my pet, and make you
suffer," I whispered to her, "but for now, let's go see our new
prize."
We walked through the corridors of my palace, past the harems
where my more willing slaves and concubines were held, and toward the
stars that lead to the dungeons below. Deep down we walked, the long
spiral marble steps leading into the dungeons. Down here was where my
less willing victims were held, as well as the portal room, through
which you could travel to the gate chamber in the north, the chamber
which led to earth. Off of that chamber were the induction rooms,
where victims were 'acclimated' to their new lives. Our destination
however, was none of those places, but the 'rape chambers' which lie
on the far side of the dungeon, where I did much of my fucking.
Identical to each other in most ways, the eight rape chambers were
spacious and well furnished, not your stereotypical 'dungeons' at all,
but looked more like elegant bed chambers. Each chamber contained a
large poster bed and several wooden rape tables, with straps and
chains for holding victims in place. The floors were covered with
plush carpet and the bedding was the finest silk. We passed two more
of my guards on the way into the dungeons, as well as several cells,
as we neared the portal room at the end of the hall, we turned toward
one of the eight large oak doors which lined the corridor. I licked
my lips with anticipation as Gillian opened the door for me and
gestured within. Karen stood at the doorway, and she bowed deep
before me.
"Lord Ziax," she stated, "I am pleased to present to you the slave
Jennifer. She gestured to the form which lay on the table. As I
smiled at her, indicating that she too would be rewarded with a good
fucking later, Gillian pulled my robe off, rubbing my bare back as
Karen rubbed my chest. "My lord, please rape her for me, use her and
make her scream," Karen whispered as she licked my chest. I pushed
her away gently as I walked over to the rape table. Her and Gillian
both took their places kneeling alongside the table, awaiting what
came next. Both hungered for this sort of thing, hungered to feed off
the power of the rape, the sexual energy that was released. They had
become addicted to rape, as I had I. Everything about this new world
revolved around the D'ala-Ki, the sexual energy which the Sindarans
possessed. As I fed off that energy, I became more powerful, and
nothing gave off as much energy as rape. The fear and pain of the
victim was powerful and intoxicating, and every victim made me
stronger. Every victim made me want more.
I looked over Jennifer and my cock throbbed with the sight of her.
She was just as I remembered her. She was strapped to the table,
lying on it face up, with her hands over her head bound tight to the
table. She was gagged and blindfolded and I could hear her whimper as
her head tossed about, trying to free herself from the blinfold. She
squirmed in the bonds but the straps on her wrists and across her
waist held her tight. She was dressed in her cheerleading uniform:
red sweater, pleated red skirt, and saddle shoes and scrunchy socks
over a pair of those shiny tights that used to drive me wild. Her
ass was just at the edge of the table, and her legs were held up in
the air, spread wide, by leather straps that hung from the ceiling.
Her calves were curvy and large, the muscles of them flexing as she
struggled to get free. As I walked along the table I ran my hand down
her leg, feeling the curves of her strong gams, squeezing her thigh. I
slapped her ass, her cheer panties exposed beneath the skirt as she
lie there on the table, feet in the air. She started to scream, her
cries muffled by the gag. As she tossed and cried out, I grabbed her
by the hair, wrapping her long black strands in my hand I shoved her
head back down hard.
"Shut up bitch," I ordered her as I removed the blindfold. She
looked at me and at the girls around me. It was clear she recognized
me, although I looked quite different these days. My body was taller,
stronger, toned. She recognized Karen as well as she cried out,
clearly shocked to see both of us there. I could tell she was crying
my name, as well as Karen's. "My name is Lord Ziax, and she is
Mistress Karen to you," I told her coldly, my gaze on her dark and
deadly, so much so she fell silent. "If you refer to us as anything
else, and if you ever use that name (meaning my true name) again, I
will kill you, Do you understand?" She nodded, her eyes filled with
tears, and so filled with fear that I had an orgasm just from looking
at her.
It was at that time I noticed that against the far wall from the
door, near to where I now stood, hung my two additional prizes.
Kristen and Deanna hung there, in their uniforms as well, tied to the
wall and gagged. The stared at me with fear and hatred as they hung
from the wall of the rape room. I gestured to Karen for her to deal
with them. Karen stood and walked to the wall, taking a crop from her
belt she struck each of the across the face, and then slid the crop up
under Kristen's skirt, pressing it against her clit. Kristen squirmed
in anguish as Karen spoke, "that goes for you two as well. He is Lord
Ziax, address him as anything else and you will die." With that she
pulled the ceremonial dagger she wore on her belt out and put it to
Deanna's throat, "okay?" she asked them. Deanna nodded and they both
fell silent. Karen stood there, teasing them both with the dagger,
caressing their legs with the blade, but not cutting them, as I turned
my attention back to Jennifer. Her eyes were filled with such fear it
was all I could do to keep from cumming in my pants. I could smell
her terror, her helplessness and it drove me wild, my blood burning
with hunger for her. I gripped her calf tight with one hands as I
tugged her hair with the other.
"That's it bitch," I told her, "you and your little friends here
are mine now. I am going to rape each of you, over and over again!"
With that they all began to cry and struggle, Karen quieting the two
sluts on the wall with a slap. I tugged harder at Jen's hair, her
neck aching as I forced her to stop her crying. "God I am gonna rape
this bitch Karen," I told my assistant as she licked Deanna's neck
roughly. Just hearing it made Karen cum as she stood there, toying
with the other two girls. I gripped Jennifer's sweater with my free
hand and an tore it open as she lie helpless and bound, bearing her
tits. Hungrily I ran my tongue up and down her breasts, sucking and
licking, teasing the nipple with my tongue. As I sucked her flesh, I
was devouring her life force, her d'ala-ki, like some sort of vampire,
a sex vampire. The Korean girl had a powerful sex-energy and I grew
intoxicated off of it. Karen had left the other two slaves gagged
and helpless and joined me, drawn to the ritual, and I felt her and
Gillian's hands on my body, their own tongues and lips sucking at my
flesh as I toyed with the victim before me. Their energy, mingled
with that of my victim and coursed through my body, which pulsated
with power and sex. The power intoxicated my prisoners as well as my
assistances, and soon the two that hung from the wall were moaning in
an odd mix of pain and delight, their minds overwhelmed by the sexual
power of their new master, of watching their good friend being raped
by that same master... me.
I tore open the crotch of Jennifer's panties and stockings, her
legs still writhing and tense as the hung bound in the air. I shoved
two fingers up into her cunt as I licked her gorgeous tits, she
screamed, and feeling the power and pain of the moment, Deanna and
Kristen screamed with her, their bodies thrashing in their bonds, all
joined by the D'ala Ki. I feasted on her tits as I raped her with my
hand, her body tight in the bonds which held her, those beautiful
shapely legs tense in the straps which hung from the ceiling. I
showed her no mercy, my hand pumping deep and hard into her, thrusting
inside her. Her energy was mine and I devoured it as she lie helpless
and weak before me. Her body thrashed in pain and protest as I became
intoxicated off of her suffering and sex.
Unable to take anymore I walked tot he end of the altar where her
ass and pussy hung at the edge of the stone table, her legs pulled
wide and up by the straps that hung from the ceiling. Karen and
Gillian pulled at my pants as they freed my cock, the two of them
groaning as the stroked it, making it harder and stiffer, preparing me
to rape the slut that lay before me. The both fell to their knees
before me, licking and sucking my cock, my body throbbing with delight
as the feasted on the power of my rock hard shaft. As they licked my
cock they also ran their hands up and down the helpless asian slut's
legs, making her squirm and cry. The two sluts on the wall were crazy
with fear and lust, their bodies shaking as they cried in fear for
themselves and their friend. The power of their suffering was
intense, I could feel the terrible mix of emotion and feeling that
eminated from them, their minds awash in fear, but their bodies
tingling with pleasure as they were unable to resist the power of the
D'ala-Ki. As for my victim, I had sucked part of her energy from her,
leaving her feeling as if her soul had been raped, and now I turned to
rape her body. Her mind raced with fear and disbelief, her body
thrashed with terror as her cunt spasmed from lust, betraying her. I
put my cock to her cunt and grabbed her by the calves. Unable to
speak she moaned and shook her head, begging me to let her go, her
mind making one final effort to resist the inevitability of her
situation. Licking my lips, my two assistants begged me to rape her
as the sucked at my cock. They then their tounges and hands along the
victim's legs, delighting in the taste of her sweat and fear. I knew
that Jennifer could feel their kiss, feel it's heat and power, that
she would sense her sexual energy feeding the two Sindaran's that were
aiding in her rape. She would wonder if this sexual feasting would
destroy her soul, leaving her dead or tainted. Yet at the same time,
the waves of pleasure and lust that filled her, from the fucking, from
the cries of her friends, as well as from myself and my assistants,
they would be new to her, intoxicating and delightful. Her womb and
her mind would hunger for more, her soul would hunger for more. The
realization that she was not Sindaran, that she was a mere mortal
compared to the powerful women who now participated in her rape, would
leave her empty and dead. Yet I had chosen to spare her, to allow her
to be impregnated with a Sindaran spirit and be reborn. The
anticipation drove me wild as I slammed my cock deep into her cunt,
and all of the women in the chamber: Jennifer, Karen, Deanna, Kristen,
and Gillian all cried out in wild lust and pain, some delighting it in
more than others, as they all experienced the same fucking through the
energy that now linked us. I threw my head back and reveled in the
power of the moment, my cock deep in the korean whore whom I had
dreamed about fucking, now mine as four other women watched on. I
looked at the two other prisoners, Kristen's eyes were wide open as
she watched her friend get it, Deanna was practically unconscious. As
my gaze met Kristen's, I thrust my cock again into her friend, and
Kristen felt it as well, her mouth open wide as her cunt took on a
life of it's own. I could tell she was cumming as she hung there, her
body shaking, her eyes open wide unable to break her gaze from mine. I
licked my lip and nodded as she came on the wall, having an orgasm
against her will. She would be next, and she knew it, yet her her
body still betrayed her, wracked by an intense orgasm as her mind was
filled with terror. Deanna was affected to as she began to shake ,
her head hanging forward as she dangled from the wall, apparently
passed out. I groped at Jennifer's tits and legs as I fucked her deep
now, thrusting hard into her, again and again, raping her wildly in my
own intoxicated state. I gripped Karen by the hair and pulled her to
her feet, forcing her head back as I licked at her neck. Karen's tits
were huge and lucious, encased in a tight black corset. I nodded at
them, licking my lips as I continue to rape Jennifer. Karen gripped
her corset and pulled it open for me at my non-verbal command and I
quickly began to feast of the gorgeous breasts. Karen, like Jennifer,
had been from earth, and was brought here and fucked by me, and
granted rebirth as a Sindaran. Infused with D'ala-Ki, she was reborn,
her mind twisted by the experience, turned into the sadistic mistress
that stood before me. Her already delicious tits were made firmer and
curvier by the transformation. I sucked wildly at them, tasting her
soul as I fed on her as I had fed on the helpless slut I was now
raping. Hungrily I sucked and licked the tremendous tits of my
assistant, ramming my cock continuously into the slut on the altar
before me.
Harder and deeper I fucked the helpless korean girl as I raped
her, Gillian groping at our bodies, licking at my cock as it slammed
into the girl's cunt. Karen stood by my side, completely intoxicated
as I enjoyed her tits while raping the girl we had both known in our
former lives. Karen and I shared a special bond as we both had come
to this world prisoners, victims, and arose as powerful figures in a
new empire, embracing our experience and taking advantage of it. While
she was by far not the most powerful of my harem, she had a special
place in that regard. Together we had decided to kidnap young sluts
like Jennifer, whom we had both known in our prior lives, and raping
them and fucking them like they deserved. She groped at Jennifer's
legs as I raped her, enjoying the tit sucking I was giving her. I
pushed her toward our victim's head and nodded, I could tell Karen
wanted to tease this little slut.
Karen leaned over Jennifer at the head of the table, her tits
pressing against her face as Karen groped at Jennifer's own tits,
pinching her nipples hard and licking them hungrily.
"That's it little slut," Karen whispered to the girl, "cry, moan,
squirm. Resist us, it only turns us on. We watched you for long
enough, walking around school in your short little skirts, showing off
those delicious legs. You had to know this was coming to you. We
will fuck you until you are dead if we want, and you can't resist us,
helpless bitch."
"Suck on those tits Jen," I ordered her, "suck on those gorgeous
tits!" I grunted as I slammed back into the girl again, her body
thrashing still.
"You like to wear tight little tops too if I remember," Karen told
her, "like to show off your tits. Well now these are tits bitch, suck
on them, lick them, worship them." Karen pulled off Jennifer's gag
and shoved her tit's in her face. Jennifer cried out, screaming,
begging to be let go.
"Karen!" Jennifer cried, "god please no, why are you doing this,
why are you helping..." she started to call me by my name and Karen
slapped her hard, leaving her reeling. "No..." was all she could
whimper.
"I'll kill you for him if you use that name," Karen told her,
gripping her hair tightly, and holding her knife to the slut's throat,
"he is Lord Ziax and I am your Mistress. You will address us as sir
and my lady. Do you understand?" The blade flicked lightly across her
skin, not cutting her, but making Karen's point quite nicely.
"Yes my lady," Jennifer gulped, grunting as I slammed into her
cunt. Karen forced the slut to suck on her firm, massive tits as she
herself toyed with Jennifer's own breasts. Karen had perfect breasts.
She had always had big tits, but her rebirth as a Sindaran had left
them firm and toned unlike any mortal woman. They were the tits of a
goddess, large, firm, round and throbbing with the power of the
d'ala-ki. They were a feast of power and lust. Karen's red hair was
a tangle mess around her head and she came in the passion of the
moment, grunting and moaning as she could still sense the power of my
cock tearing into the slutty korean bitch i was raping. Gillian,
weaker than Karen, was mad with lust and was shaking and thrashing on
the floor as she came. The two sluts on the wall were long overtaken
by the power, and appeared to be unconcious against the wall, bodies
twitching now and then, broken and twisted. As for Jennifer, it was
my will which forced her to remain concious, and experience every
thrust, every lick, every inch of pulsating cock as I raped her. Her
mind was mine now, her body nearly broken, her soul utterly shredded.
This was what was planned for her, for she was to be reborn a
sindaran. We had decided to break her as fully as possible, so that
her soul would be as twisted by the sindaran spirit we planned to
infuse into her as much as possible. In other words, she was to die,
and then be reborn.
I nodded to Karen and she grinned evilly, she pressed her tits
hard against Jennifer's face, suffocating her as I began to rape her
harder and deeper. I raped her wildly, mercilessly, holding her
calves tightly as Karen cut off her breathing with her tits. Jennifer
bit and screamed at the mounds which cut off her life like a wild
animal, but it only made the red haired dominatrix cum wildly and
press her tits harder to Jenn's face.
"That's it slut," Karen yelled at her, "you are dying at my hand,
dying because i wish to please my master. As your lungs burn and your
brain fills with utter fear, know that Mistress Karen, the red witch
of sindara, courtesan to the Lord Ziax is the one who has claimed your
life. Die for your mistress!" Jennifer's body shook and thrashed
violently as I slammed harder into her. I picked up the green crystal
which sat on the table alongside us. Harder, deeper.. I raised the
crystal and chanted words of power as Karen came, her orgasm driven by
the struggles of her victim. Her body shook as she struggled without
hope to take another breath, only to be overwhelmed by the power and
darkness of the spirit of the red witch Karen. Jennifer tensed, and
then collapsed, her body now dead, her mind in it's final moments of
anguish and protest, her soul shattered. Karen lifted her head to the
crystal which I held high now and moaned. "Do it my lord," she begged
me.
"Pushna don verath, pashna don verath," I chanted loudly, "Ver
Pushna! Ver Pashna! Don D'ala-Ki, Don Ziaxa Vas, Herasha don
D'ala-Ki, Herasha Sindarana!" With that, I held the crystal tight as
my own body shook with power, possessed by the spirit of the sindaran
that Jennifer was to become. The crystal grew dark, and my body began
to glow with the green light of the crystal. I moaned as I could
sense the sindaran soul within me. I hungered to comsume it, make
it's power my own, but I resisted and instead channeled the power
through my throbbing shaft. Then, with a single deep thrust, I came
hard into the now lifeless body of Jennifer.
And she was reborn.
My seed gushed forth into her, as I groaned loudly, gripping her
calves tight as I pressed my cock into her, allowing my hot cum to
fill her. My seed, my mind, my soul, all were one with her as the
sindaran spirit I had absorbed from the crystal was channeled into her
lifeless body, tainting her mind, embracing her soul, becoming one
with it. She began to seize and thrash on the table screaming loudly
as she was brought back to life. Karen tossed her head back, her wild
red hair a tangle around her face and she screamed herself as she came
from the intense power of the moment. Gillian was already
unconscious, unable to withstand the tremendous power being unleashed.
I came again, and again, filling her with my dark hot seed, making her
mine, giving birth to her new form. She lifted her head from the
table, her own hair tangled and her eyes wild with lust. She gazed at
me with an immortal hunger. "My lord..." was all she could manage and
then fell unconcious, Karen collapsing on top of her.
....
A week later, the girl Kristen lie on the same altar, bound in
much the same fashion. Her body tight, her mind awash in fear, she
lay there, helpless. This time neither Karen nor Gillian was present,
it was just Kristen and I alone for the moment. As I caressed her
stockinged legs, sliding my hand up her skirt along her thigh, she
looked at me with hatred and fear. I couldn't wait to rape this
girl's cunt apart. I had a surprise for her tho. I pulled off her
gag as looked down at her helpless body.
"Ready to get your cunt raped apart bitch?" I asked her, squeezing
her thigh.
"Fuck you asshole," she yelled at me, and tried to spit at me. I
brought a hand down hard across her face, silencing her.
"Watch yourself bitch," I told her, "this could get really bad for
you if you act up!"
"You killed my best friend," she sobbed, "you killed her, my best
friend Jen!" She sobbed and pulled at the bonds. I smiled at her as a
voice came from the doorway.
"I'm afraid I am quite alive Kristen," a sultry but familiar voice
called, "but you might wish otherwise once we are done with you." The
figure that stood in the door was Jennifer, but not like she was
before. She seemed taller, stronger, more confident. Her long, jet
black hair was pulled back in a pony tail, and a black lace choker
adorned her neck. She wore a black bodysuit that accentuated her
curves, her firm, round breasts and now slimmer waist. A black
leather, flared miniskirt, was cut midway up her thigh, and on her
legs she wore shiny flesh colored stockings. Her firm strong thighs
and large curvy calves were sexier than ever, but the calves were
accentuated now by the pair of black knee high boots she wore. Her
calves were nearly too big for the boots, which appeared tight on her
legs. She carried a black leather riding crop that she ran along
Kristen's thigh as she walked alongside her. Her almond shape eyes
were alight with an intense fire, a hunger... she wanted to rape her
best friend.
"Shall we get started my lord," she whispered.
(too be continued)
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