       Abby?s Makeover ch-4
       As I approached the porch to my house, I got the distinct impression that there was no one at home. And, sure enough, when I checked inside, I found the house to be empty. I made some tea and sat in my rocker on the porch and began reminiscing. I had covered my experiences in the pool, but I had never told Elaine about my first real fucking experience with the beast. I leaned back in my chair and let my mind return to that time so many years before. I had arisen from the cot and gone to the edge of the pool where my morning meal awaited me. This had become my custom since I had achieved a certain proficiency in withstanding a constant stream of orgasms. I ate and then I was just about to step into the pool when the beast spoke,
       ?Come!?
       Except for intermittent roaring, this was the first time I had heard the beast?s actual voice. He spoke in a very guttural tone, but I had no difficulty in understanding him. I recalled that, at that instant, I was unsure of exactly what I was expected to do. So, to coin a phrase, I took the bull by the horns and stepped into the pool. The sex tingling that the pool water gave to my body was comforting and to some extent, reassuring. I waded across the expanse of the pool until I reached a large circular platform. This platform was made of some kind of rock and, when I stepped up onto it, I was staring directly at the beast.
       Since this was my first close-up view of his visage, a sudden thought crossed my mind,
       ?It certainly wouldn?t do to let a newcomer view this beast on their first day in the cave or most of them would run screaming for the door.?
       He was as black as the night and easily three times as large as I. His head and features were those of a bull and his head was adorned by two huge and very threatening horns. Just from glancing at those horns, I knew that they could easily pierce me through and through. The rest of his body was that of a human male except that he was so much more muscular than any human male I had ever seen. By this time, my eyes had wandered downwards to the male-sex portion of his body. This sight brought a combined feeling of fear, apprehension and excitement to me for that male member was so large as to be unbelievable!
       It was pointed straight at me and the head was large enough so that, even at this distance, I could make out the single eye in the very center of that massive head. It looked to me to be as large as a man?s clenched fist! As my eyes scanned back along the stem of this terrible instrument, I judged it to be about as long as a small child?s arm and certainly just as large around.
       As I stared at him, he looked me over. For some wild reason, I was hoping he would like me! Apparently he was not too disappointed in what he saw for he said,
       ?Now is the time that we begin the makeover that will transform you into a creature worthy of becoming a member of my bovine herd.?
       This shocked me for, as I recalled, ?bovine? referred to cows! Then I realized that, in his world, I was to be just another of his cows whereas in my world we would refer to ourselves as wives. In fact, his next remarks referred to, ?your world?.
       ?In your world, you will be considered as a wanton, lustful and lascivious bitch. You will become a bold and imprudent slut ? a true member of the class of bitches! For every day of your life after you leave this cave, you will project an overriding desire for sex. In other words, you will be in heat every second of every day and night and your lustful scent will excite extreme desire in others. These others may suspect, but they will be unable to discern your status with any certainty, thus your existence as a human-animal will be preserved and protected! You shall be bold and uncompromising in your search for new and exciting sex partners. TURN AROUND! BEND OVER! PUT YOUR HANDS UPON YOUR KNEES!?
       Now my fear grew into a frightening nightmare for I was not at all certain of just what his intent was so it was with some surprise that I felt his huge hands grasp my tits. His touch was light and he immediately began caressing my tits. Then, his hands began a touchy-feely survey of my entire body.  In just a matter of a very few minutes, he had me shuddering with desire and delight. He knew every desire-arousing point on my body and he touched them all. The more he caressed me, the stronger my arousal became and weaker I became until finally my head drooped and I gave myself over completely to the ever increasing stimulation of his hands. Somehow, he was able to form his hands so that his palms were on my tits while his fingers were tweaking my nipples.
       ?You must give of your milk! The pool needs that in order to show your past and to forecast your future. In addition, from this time on, you will continually dine upon your breast milk and any other person who you may choose to share that milk with, will be perpetually ready to fulfill your sexual desire. Now, send your milk into the pool!?
       Without thought, I peered down between my spread legs and watched drop after drop of my milk fall from my nipples and into the water. A picture began to form. I was totally astonished by what I was seeing. It was years and years ago. I was thirteen and Billy Monroe was fifteen. Billy had me bent over a chair and he was preparing to drive his immature cock into me! As I stared in abject disbelief at the scene that was unfolding before me, I saw Billy lunge forward and I heard my scream of pain! His cock had penetrated me to its extreme!
       Billy then began a frantic fucking of my writhing body and, sooner than I expected, I felt the convulsions of his body as he ejaculated and shot his seed into me. At that moment, I knew- without any doubt ? that I was pregnant! I wasn?t! Billy took me to the door ? we were in his family?s house ? and pushed me out. I had just received my second lesson in how most men would treat me after they had shot their wad of jism into my guts. I swore that I would never let that happen again and I didn?t. Since that was the extent of my sexual adventures, the scene soon faded to be replaced by sexually oriented scenes with others who I did not recognize.
       It was then that I realized that I was being shown something of my future. There were pictures of men of all ages. And women, too! What really astonished me were the pictures of me engaging in situations involving sex with animals! Numerous pictures contained examples of me having sex with very young children! Somehow, I was not as distressed by these pictures as I was by the animal ones.
       I don?t know how much longer I would have been treated to these revelations, but, suddenly, I was aware of something touching my pubic region. I got my answer indirectly.
       ?Use hands! Spread yourself! Now YOU FEED!?
       How I knew what the meaning of this bald statement was, I shall never know, but I knew that the beast was telling me to feed upon his cock! In an instant, I was struck by the ludicrousness of the situation. Here I was a forty-year old spinster pulling my ass cheeks as widely apart as I could get them in order to open my sex tunnel so this animal could drive his monster cock deep into me. Then, as I gazed down upon the surface of the pool, I could see the red insides of my cunt, but the most terrifying thing was the appearance of that huge cock-head! And, as I watched, it seemed to be getting closer and closer to my cunt opening. A sudden thought crossed my mind,
       ?Is that horrible thing moving closer to me or am I moving backwards in order to bring it nearer to my open lips??
       There was no longer any time in which to answer that question for, at that very moment the beast?s cock head encountered my cunt lips. There was a sudden violent charge of electricity that engulfed my entire body. Then, as that first charge began to wane, I wondered what his penetration of me would feel like. Billy?s cock had been nothing like the thing that now threatened me and that had caused me some pain. My apprehension caused me to close my eyes as if by not watching that huge head enter me it would make it more bearable. As I considered this problem, it suddenly became hypothetical for the beast had directed me again to
       ?FEED!?
       As the beast said this, he forcibly moved me backwards to a point where that massive head was inside my cunt lips. My stretching had begun. I hung there with my hands upon my knees in anticipation of the beast?s sudden and painful lunge. I waited and I waited, but I didn?t feel his lunge. So, in desperation, I opened my eyes and looked down into the reflection pool. HE WAS IN ME! And he was further in me than just a preliminary penetration!
       While I was busily considering what was being done to me, my cycle of orgasms began.  His cock slid effortlessly further and further into me and, as every millimeter of that cock entered me, I came! Oh, how I came! In a natural way of reacting to an orgasm, my belly would press downward and then it would be sucked up. This whole process gave by my cunt lips gave me the impression that my cunt was, ?eating? the beast?s cock! Now I knew what he had meant when he commanded me to feed!
       I couldn?t tear my eyes away from the sight I was watching in the pool. I stared and I stared as I watched his cock slowly disappearing into my cunt. Then all of a sudden, another motion captured my attention. A big something was sliding across his chest and down along that portion of cock that was yet to enter me. Without any warning, a head lifted up and two beady eyes stared into mine. There was no doubt. What I was staring at was a reptile! The snake ? for that was what it was ? continued its advance towards me and, at one crazy point, I wondered what it would do to me.  My uncertainty was soon answered.
       The snake had reached a point where it could actually touch my ass cheeks! I watched as that forked tongue tested the air for ----what? Then its head was thrust abruptly forward in such a way that it struck my puckered hole in its exact center. Before I could react in any way, that snake?s head was inside of my ass!
       ?Ahh. That is my friend. I call him, ?slither?. He likes warm dark places and your ass is warm and dark. We often share the cows!?
       In fucking the beast, I knew that I was fucking some kind of animal, but this snake was all animal! Frankly, I didn?t know what to do and, while I thought about being fucked by an animal, that damn snake was steadily progressing further and further up into my guts! In one respect, the passage of the snake?s body inside of my ass was very much like the passage of the beast?s cock into my cunt. With the passage of each additional piece of the snake?s body, I came! Lordy, how I came! I was receiving two stimulating forces that each, in its own way, was causing me to climax! I lost all sense of time, space and location. I existed solely on the ends of those two magnificent fuck machines. Just before I lost consciousness, I heard myself laugh and say,
       ?I guess this is the cave?s version of a threesome!?
       I awoke to feel a tender hand gently shaking my shoulder.
       ?There is porridge and milk on the tray along side your cot. When you have eaten, the beast will enjoy having you again.?
       I grabbed up the bowl of porridge and was surprised at how nourishing it was. When I drank of the milk, I couldn?t help but wonder if I were drinking my own milk. I was so depressed by my fatigue and painful stiffness that I wasn?t at all sure that I could even get up and walk to the pool.
       I started to rise from the cot only to discover that my legs and hips were so sore and tender I could hardly move them. I sat for some time upon the side of that cot trying to amass enough strength to get up. I wasn?t at all certain that I wanted to face another episode like that first one. When I recall how I felt at that moment, I cannot for the life of me understand what wild sexual impulse made me rise, pick up the pail that was beside me and start towards where the beast awaited me. I made a quick note that the cup of the previous session had somehow morphed into a small milk pail. I only got to the edge of the pool when I was forced to sit down. Like every kid, I immediately began to dip my feet into the water. Almost at once, all of my stiffness and soreness was gone! I slid off the pool side and stood upon the pool bottom. I looked over across the pool and noted that the beast was watching me.
       He was sitting in a low chair at the side of the pool with his feet in the pool. His phallus was erect and, in my imagination, aimed directly at me. He didn?t move nor did he signal for me to come to him. We both maintained our positions for a very long time. If he were sending me thought messages, I was not receiving them. I, for one, was trying to reach a decision. I knew that if I rose and turned my back upon him, I would be put out of the cave and never again allowed to enter. 
       If, on the other hand, I went to him I was certain that I might well remain in the cave forever. The insidious effects of the water in the pool made my answer for me. I suddenly became aware that the ebb and flow of the water was recreating that continuous stream of orgasms that I had experienced in the previous session. This made a decision not only essential but immediate. 
       I knew that the experience of the previous session had resulted in many cracks in my self-installed, sexually- conservative fa?ade and, I was equally certain that another such session would bring my protective wall tumbling down. This would transform me into the wanton slut the beast had said I would become. The longer I delayed my decision, the stronger my desire became. Finally, I could stand it no longer so I grabbed the pail, stood in the water and screamed at the beast,
       ?COME BEAST AND FUCK ME!?
       As I screamed this out at him, I started wading towards him as fast as the water would allow. When I stood before him, I defiantly turned and offered my back to him as it had been in the previous session. For what seemed like an eternity, nothing ? absolutely nothing- happened and, when I looked back over my shoulder at him, I was surprised to see that he had not moved one centimeter closer to me. Then his unspoken message hit me like a freight train. He was demanding that I fuck myself! He was demanding that I surrender to him and, for an instant, I was determined to refuse him. 
       Instead, I turned, bent my body slightly and began milking my udders. I gasped in surprise when I realized that I was referring to my tits as udders. Did this signify my transformation into the status of an animal? I wondered. I was also surprised to see the pail slowly filling with my body-milk! When it was full ? or nearly so ? I set the pail upon the edge of the platform in the pool.
       Again, there was that awkward period during which nothing happened. Nothing, that is, except that my tremendous urge for sex grew even stronger. I reached a point where I could not stand a further denial of my inner drives any longer. I reached back around my hip, took as much of a grip on his phallus as my smallish hands would allow and guided the head straight up to my cunt opening. But this did not satisfy him. His phallus did not move into my cunt even to part my cunt lips!
       By this time, I was nearly berserk with desire so, without any further thought, I slammed my butt backwards thereby driving his phallus deeply into me!
       ?Oh! Oh! Oh! That is soooo gooooood!?
       The eternal train of orgasms had definitely left the station and, as the orgasms gained in intensity, I gradually pushed myself further and further backwards along the track. I gasped, but this time it was because the beast?s entire phallus was in me! I felt his cool skin against my fevered butt cheeks.
       Once I got my breath back, I said to him,
       ?I am yours. Do with me as you will!? 
       He put his hands on either side of my ass cheeks and began pushing and pulling me forward and backwards on his phallus. Oh, heaven it certainly felt good. That phallus was pushing against some of my higher up internal organs, but the pain it caused me only made the fucking he was giving me more intense.
       He shifted his hands slightly so that his fingers were actually lying in my butt crack. Then, without any warning, two fingers from each hand were pushed into my puckered hole. Four of his huge fingers in my ass were three more than I thought I could accommodate. Not only did he stuff those massive fingers into my ass, but he began spreading each pair of his fingers wider and wider apart. He was slowly opening me! At one point, he stopped spreading his fingers, leaned forward and blew air into my butt channel! That sent shivers all the way up my spinal column and I couldn?t keep from wiggling my butt.
       For an instant, he pulled his fingers out of me and I started to breathe a little easier. That is until I felt fingers being pushed back into my ass. This time, the fingers were all from one hand and he didn?t stop until four fingers of one hand were completely inside of me. I was squirming with the pain he was causing me and I was totally unprepared for his next movement. Somehow, he merged all five of the fingers on that hand into a pointed assault engine and he thrust his whole hand into my ass!
       I screamed for the pain was almost unbearable. 
       His phallus was still embedded in my cuntal passage so I had, in effect, two phalluses vying for my holes. I was nearly choking with this invasion for, as far into me as his phallus went, that hand and arm went even further.
       ?I..I..uh?I..uh?.I ?oh, please stop. I can?t stand it!?
       But my pleas for cessation fell upon very deaf ears and he continued to use his hand and arm and his phallus as battering rams. He was beating me into submission. My head fell forward and I could not keep it up. Tears of pain and, yes, shame, were coursing down my cheeks as he pummeled my guts from two sides. I felt abused particularly by the hand in my ass. Abruptly, he spoke,
       ?You will come!?
       His remark astounded me and, to be honest, I didn?t think an orgasm was in the cards. As before, I was wrong! I noticed he had stopped fucking me and had turned my body slightly. This allowed him to use his hand as another phallus! It became obvious that he was fucking my ass and that he expected that this kind of perverted behavior would bring me to the point of orgasm. I didn?t agree, but there was nothing I could do to make him stop.
       That hand in my ass kept driving in and out of me when suddenly a spark was apparently ignited somewhere in my gut! Before I fully comprehended what was happening to me, I felt a bolt of excitement and stimulation blast into the deep recesses of my bowels!
       ?I?.uh?I..I?m commmmiiinnng!?
       The orgasm that his hand had triggered in my ass hit me fast and hard and I felt my insides convulsing as it roared through me. The convulsions from my ass had an immediate effect upon my cunt and soon a second orgasm ripped into my sensory system. It was more than I could stand and I lost consciousness.
       Gradually, as I spent more time in the cave and the beast fucked me, I became accustomed to the torrent of orgasms I experienced on a regular basis. My sleep periods became shorter and shorter so  one morning, I awoke just as another bride was putting my porridge and milk down upon the floor beside my cot. I was watching her through nearly closed eyes so I don?t think she realized that I was awake. As soon as she had deposited my meal, she turned, stepped into the pool and waded over to where the beast awaited her. She turned so that she was facing me and sat backwards. I couldn?t be certain which opening she employed, but I knew that the beast?s phallus was far up inside of her. She began the up and down movements that signified that she was being fucked.
       I lay there watching this vista develop when, suddenly, I realized that I wasn?t really looking at the bride- I was watching the happenings between her splayed open legs! At once I began concentrating my attention upon her and her reactions.  Her eyes were closed and she wasn?t even looking into the pool! I knew that she was totally absorbed in the feelings she was experiencing as that huge phallus made one inroad after another into her guts. A vague memory was tugging at the back of my mind, but I couldn?t bring it into my consciousness. Then I knew where I had seen this selfsame picture before. During my tour of Greece, I had come upon a picture of Greek women using a wooden statue of Priapus in an attempt to get pregnant. Or so the caption under the picture said. I couldn?t make out the expressions upon the faces of the women, but I was certain that they were identical with the expression upon the face of the bride. 
       As the truth underlying this procedure hit me, I wanted to laugh. Those devious Greek and Roman women, by establishing Priapus as a God of fertility, had found a sure fire way of using a huge dildo whenever their desires demanded it- even in the presence of their husbands. For, who could argue against the desire for children? Or a good fuck for that matter?
       And this bride who was currently spitted upon the beast?s phallus ? much like the Greek and Roman women ? was indulging in a form of masturbation. Although she had a living pillar of flesh in lieu of a wooden stature?s carved cock in her guts, she paid no attention to the satisfaction of the beast! If he experienced pleasure that was fine, but, if he didn?t, that made no difference to her. It was obvious to me that she was concerned with just pleasuring herself! This subtle lesson was not lost upon me. I knew in my gut that this was one of the things I was meant to learn. Use your sex organs and the sex organs of whoever or whatever happened to be handy to gain your own pleasure and to hell with the dildo! I said to myself, 
       ?After all, that?s all those cocks are. They are just human dildos made for the pleasure of horny females.?
       I viewed everything that happened from that time onward in an entirely different light. My sole purpose and goal was the achievement of the maximum pleasure and enjoyment for myself. If, during my pursuit of pleasure, I unintentionally pleasured the beast so much the better, but my enjoyment was to become supreme. I would decide which hole the beast was to use and, if there was any disagreement, I would employ my hands to manage the situation. So, when I wanted his cock in my ass, I would reach back and pull my ass cheeks as widely apart as I could. The first time I did that, the beast actually chuckled.
       I began to take more notice of what was happening to me both in an emotional way and physically. My udders had adopted that firm, projected status that I had noticed upon the old bride that first day and my teats had grown significantly larger. I was surprised when, as one session was about to begin, the matron bride quickly and efficiently clipped two teat clips to my teats! Later, I understood the purpose of the teat clips for my teats were constantly leaking milk. Evidently, I was to be given the cunt dangle at some later time.
       There was one position that I was totally unable to manage and that involved taking the beast?s cock into my mouth. It wasn?t a case of revulsion rather it was simply that my mouth as much too small for his phallus. I was determined to achieve everything the cave had to offer, but, try as I might, this was the one action I could not fulfill. As a result of what I considered a failure, I substituted licking in lieu of sucking. We developed a new procedure. The beast would fuck one of my holes and then pull out. With his glistening phallus in my hand, I would then lick the whole length of that marvelous phallus. Many times, when I reached this phallus head, he would have a little jism left. I would open my mouth and he would shoot his semen into my throat. Ooh, but that tasted good.
       My decision to fuck myself using the beast?s phallus, gave an added spice to every session. No longer did I hesitate once I had been awakened. I went to him as rapidly as I could and, without the slightest hesitation, I would swallow his phallus in one of my sex holes. Usually, he would stuff his hand and arm into my vacant hole so that I was, in effect, being fucked by a twosome!
       The effect of all this sex was to make me realize that I was rapidly becoming addicted to all forms of sex. I was being transformed into a fuck junkie! 
       But, like all good things, my stay in the cave had to come to an end. At what was to be my last awakening, the bride who was on duty as the cave matron, told me to follow her. I shot a quick glance at where the beast usually sat only to discover that he was not there! She led me through the door and into the anteroom. There I saw the first non-bride that I had seen in ? oh, how many days? She was a very old woman who looked more like a witch than a possible friend, but she really knew her business. I was told to lay down upon a small cot and she proceeded to inject me just above the Mons Venus with some kind of deadening agent. She waited until she was certain the agent had taken effect and then she made incisions in my lower belly.  I couldn?t bear to watch this being done to me so I averted my eyes. As a result, I was a little surprised when the bride said, 
       ?She?s done with you! You may get up now. Your time in the cave is over. You will be met and directed to where you may find shelter. Our worker has installed a small piece of bone in the incisions she made in order to keep them from closing. You will return here in six weeks so that the bone may be removed and your vaginal exciter installed. You may find that sex, with the bone still in place, will be a little painful and difficult. Use your own judgment in these matters.?
       After delivering this short and somewhat terse statement, she offered her hand to me, helped me to rise and led me to where the outer door stood open. I had become so accustomed to obeying every order that it wasn?t until I was standing outside the door that I realized that I was stark naked! I turned to ask about my clothing, but the door had already closed and for the life of me, I couldn?t find it! I had spent so much of my time without any clothes on that this didn?t really discomfort me.  
       It took me several minutes to once again accustom my eyes to the light. When I could see clearly, I started walking back down the rough path that I remembered from the first day and I was startled to see a young woman standing at the juncture of the two paths. She turned and I said,
       ?You!? It was the young woman guide who had previously led me to this point. 
       ?Of course, Abby!  Didn?t I tell you that I would be waiting for you when you returned from the cave? And here I am. Come, we have a small house available for you in a village that is not too far away. I think you will find that you can be very comfortable there.?
       We began retracing my steps of before when a thought came to me.
       ?How long have you been waiting for me? There was no sense of time in the cave so I haven?t the slightest idea of how long I spent in the cave. How long have I been gone??
       ?Don?t be frightened Abby, but I left you here six months ago!?
       The remainder of our walk was conducted in deep silence.
       I let my thoughts wander a little and I realized that, in my seven years of fucking the beast ? often slither, too ? I had never once heard the word, ?love? mentioned! So the cave and the beast did not possess any concept of emotional unity. We wives were intended as nothing more than sexual play things for the amusement of the beast and the entire atmosphere of the cave was one of nothing more than raw sexual pleasure! Where pleasure was defined in terms of orgasming.
       Then my thoughts centered upon me. My libido and my psyche had both been altered so that I could withstand numerous orgasms without pause. To be honest, I looked forward to my duty days in the cave for I knew that I would spend the entire span of time ? twenty-four hours ? spitted upon the beast?s cock!  And I enjoyed every second of it!  On the days that I was not scheduled for beastly duty, I spent the entire day seeking sexual fulfillment of one kind or another. I had become a kind of human-animal. I had become a sexual creature!
       As the impact of this thought hit me, my reverie was interrupted for I heard voices ? or, rather one voice ? approaching the house. It was Elaine and Jasmine and neither one of them looked happy. Elaine was angry and Jasmine looked crestfallen. I wondered what horrendous catastrophe had befallen then ? in this of all places.
       ?Hello, girls. How was your day??
       Elaine merely snorted and passed me by so as to enter the house. I looked at Jasmine with raised eyebrows and she shrugged. It seemed that I was not going to get any kind of answer from either one of them. Then Elaine, in a fit of anger burst back out onto the porch.
       ?You lied to me!?
       For several seconds, I was completely lost. I had no idea of what she was talking about. In a somewhat hesitant tone, I asked her,
       ?And just how did I lie to you? I have not intentionally told you anything that I knew to be untrue.?
       Elaine was choking on her anger so Jasmine finally told their story.
       ?She want go up path to fork and look for door in mountain. She asked me if I knew the way. I said , ?sure? so we go off looking for path. Long time, I not go there, but I find it. She take left path and go off looking for door in mountain. I wait where path begins. I wait and I wait and I wait. She no come back and I think maybe she been pulled into mountain so I just about ready to leave when she come back. She no find the door.?
       Elaine burst into the conversation at this point.
       ?I walked up and down that stupid path for over an hour. There is no door there! All you did was to tell me some old wives? tale. Abby, I never even considered that you would stoop so low as to tell a friend a story that is not true!?
       We all sat for a very long time without speaking. I was caught between two very bad options. If I assured her that the door was there, then she would come to the conclusion that she had been denied entrance into the cave. That, in all likelihood, would make her even angrier. Or, I could assume the burden of guilt and admit that the whole thing was just a folk story to amuse unknowing visitors. Either way, I was in trouble!
       Elaine broke the impasse herself.
       ?I am leaving here as soon as I can get my things together! And I have asked Jasmine to come with me!?
       Thus, Elaine attempted to administer the coup de gras! I turned to Jasmine and once more she shrugged. I knew, however, from the look on her face that she was pleased with the opportunity of getting out of this little town. And, to be traveling and living with an important American woman ? well, that was really a wonderful thing. I felt I had to at least make a gesture of objection.
       ?Elaine, be reasonable. What happened today can be easily forgotten and we can have a lot of fun together. Please stay. I have enjoyed having you here and I wish it could go on longer. So, please stay!?
       But Elaine had the wind in her sails and she was not to be denied. She knew that she was right ? that there was no such door and that she had been intentionally told a cock-and-bull story by an old friend. By morning of the next day, she and Jasmine were gone!
       Jasmine had taken enough time to tell me that her older brother would take up her duties of milkmaid and fucker after she left. She said that he would consider it an honor to serve the wife of the beast.         
          
            
       
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