Almost [Chapter Six]

Kinks: Edging, Bondage, Roleplay

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Day 6

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POV: Oliver

"No... not today, Oliver, not today..."

"No? Palaban ka today?"

"Oo, tangina, palaban ako today, I need to make a new record, tangina, I want to make you give up first today!"

Raymond sat restrained on my swivel chair, his feet tied at the base and spread slightly apart to give me space to work on his vulnerable cock. His hands are raised and pulled behind him, then tied and secured to the base as well, where it joins the knots with the ropes binding his legs.

Right now, he's a grand view while I sat in front of him and worked my magic on his hard, twitching cock. Moist lube had been generously applied and re-applied on the erect member and my hands alternate sliding up and down his manhood whilst he fought to keep his defenses holding against my relentless sexual maneuvers.

Of all my edgees, si Raymond ang pinaka-palaban. Never accepting anything less than top dog, he always aspires to be the edgee who ranks first above all the guys I've edged. Lagi nyang tinatanong sakin yung mga experiences ng ibang nagpapa-edge sakin and he always makes it a point to have me do the same techniques and moves on them, to edge him longer and harder than I've edged any of these guys.

"F-fuck... you... you did this to Dennis, talaga...?" Raymond's legs were shaking slightly as my slow edging moves sent current after current of electrical pleasure traveling down his limbs and up his spine. Sweat ran down his raised arms and flexed biceps, moistening his hairy, sexy pits. "T-tangina... libog talaga ng hayop na yon... fuck..."

"He resisted better than you, to be honest." I jeered at him with a smirk, cupping his dick head with a heavily-lubed hand and performing the rosy palm on the head of his cock. He bit down a moan of mixed pain and pleasure as I made slow, circular rubbing motions, like how one would polish a little glass ball.

Truth be told, Dennis resisted for less time and intensity. Since Raymond is one hell of a competitive bastard, I raise the bar for him specifically to cut his pride down a notch. Sadly, it's only served to inflame his lust and determination more. Ace edgee, he wants me to refer him someday.

"P-pano, p-puta... fuck, FUCK, SARAP!" The entire swivel chair shook and almost bounced as Raymond tried to struggle out of my movements, "Ha-a-aaa... tangina, di ko alam if masakit o masarap, HA-A-AAAA, OLLIE, PUTA, OLIVER, OLIVER!"

I had quickened my polishing at this point and his eyes widened at the overload of sensation I sent coursing through his veins - the combined pain and pleasure magnified by the increase in speed and friction. A long trickle of drool oozed from his parted lips and ended in a droplet at my hand.

When they start drooling, you know the animal has started to take over. The primal urges of sex and lust are in full control.

"That's, what, eleventh? Twelfth?" I tighten my fist around his dick as I felt it pulse in rhythmic motions, indicating yet another cumshot sent back to his balls. Despite being seated, his feet were on tiptoe at this point and shaking with pleasure, a tell-tale sign of pleasure rolling in and out of his system. "Almost two hours, too. Mukhang matutupad mo yung gusto mo last time."

"Yes, pu... puta ka..." Raymond's voice was starting to get wild. His dick has never left its rock-hard state since I started working on it, and precum and lube have now essentially mixed together to form a truly moist coating around it. "Di ka pa pagod? Suko kana diba...?"

"Really? I can do one more hour, probably. Maybe more." I smirk as I focus on his dick again and run my fingers on the ridge of his dick head and rub my thumbs on his frenulum area - one of his most sensitive spots.

He thrashed on the chair again, against my bindings. Nice try, Raymond, but those ropes are not going to save you.

"Hmmmnnnnhnnnn!" his moans are nothing more than hums at this point, heavy breathing interspersed with guttural ululations of pleasure. "HNNNH! I... fuck... I..."

"Ano?" I asked, rubbing at his frenulum with my thumb and flicking it between the two hard, bumpy ridges that form the back of his dickhead. His dick was so well-polished at this point that my thumb just slides back and forth with barely any friction, which I'm sure is overloading his pleasure right now.

I actually want to end the edging session already, not because I'm getting tired (hardly, actually) but because I can tell from his engorged and angry cock that it needs to release soon. While edging is nice and fun and all, over-edging can be quite frustrating since the dick becomes so charged-up and loaded with sensitivity from pleasure that it literally numbs up and refuses to hit orgasm. In my earlier days I've made the mistake of playing with a guy's dick too much for too long and it ended with them not getting any release for that day (they still loved the experience, of course).

"Ay... ayoko na, puta... suko... suko na ko, Ollie... you win, fuck, please... release... hurry..." Raymond finally broke and slumped in resignation, staring right into me with burning need in his eyes.

"Is that so? Tsk tsk." I shake my head in feigned disappointment, smirking as I begin stroking his dick in my usual make-you-cum movement. Raymond knows this so well that he's been trained at this point to expect orgasm when he feels those movements start.

"Yan na... yan na... YAN NA, TANG INA AYAN NA OLLIE, PUTANG INA...!" Raymond rolled his head back and screamed at the ceiling as his entire body shuddered and shook, welcoming my familiar movements and his lust rearing up for that final sprint and leap over the edge of bliss. "TANG INA, FUCK, LALABAS NA OLLIE, AYAN NA, AYAN NA... F-FUCKKKKK...!!!"

The first shot literally went off like a fountain jet, a single, pressurized shot of cum that his dick spat out in a single, intense pulse, going past his head and landing on his face. The second and third shots erupted in a similar fashion, although the heights they reached diminished, only reaching his neck and then his chest. More pumps accompanied that and unloaded dribble after dribble of cum, oozing down his dick, his balls, my hands, and down the cushion of my chair.

Talsik kung talsik, putok kung putok.

Raymond shook throughout this experience, his moans filling the room with every shot, diminishing to a low growl and his senses in disarray as it always does.

"Good boy, Raymond. You really don't know disappoint as my top edgee." I admire the cum that now heavily soaked my hand and then Raymond's wasted, spent form.

Not gonna lie, this is just a prelude and a preparation for my main event tonight.

Jeff's big release.

I'm ready.

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POV: Oliver, post-edging

"So, is Jeff coming in today?" Raymond asked, now fully clothed and having a breather and a drink before he heads out. His more intense edging sessions often involve him hanging out for a bit - ganun sya katindi mawalan ng ulirat pag naulol.

"How did you know that?" I turn my attention towards him, having checked my social media in my laptop while waiting for him to recover. Did he see Jeff walk in to my place?

"Kita ko sya pumasok dito nung isang araw." Raymond confirmed my thoughts for me. "Grabe, pati pala si Cap nadale mo na, Matagal ko nang iniisip if nagpapa-edge din sya sayo."

"Recent lang yon." I reply, turning my attention back to my laptop, where I navigate to my Telegram app and see a message that absolutely turns me on:

Basky: Fuck, Ollie, class just ended. I'm on my fucking way. I want to cum so bad.

"Talaga ba, akala ko matagal nang nagpapa-edge si Cap." Raymond snickered. I forgot he plays under Jeff's team and the two are practically close on that level.

"Bakit, gusto mo sumabay, no." I jeer at him, smirking as I type in a reply to Jeff.

J O: Don't hurry. I'm not going anywhere >:)

"Hell yes, oo." Raymond replied with gusto. "Kaso, I don't know if Cap is into that, or even me, for that matter. Bros lang talaga kame sa court, so we haven't really tried being malibog with each other like that."

Now there's a thought that made me smile. Jeff and Raymond - my dream edgee and my ace edgee - edged together and made to release at my whim.

Not gonna lie, it made me hard at the thought.

Gotta train Jeff good first, though.

Basky: Fuck you, I'm hard right now and I don't care if people see it habang tumatakbo ako papunta dyan. You owe me a cumshot! >_<

So cute, Jeff. Beg harder.

"Si Cap ba yang kausap mo?" Raymond had peered over my shoulder and into my Telegram. "Fuck, is he coming over right now?"

"So you should clear out before he sees you." I close the laptop and turn to face him with a smirk. "Jeff's still new to my ways, so baka nerbyosin yun pag nakita kang nandito, kakilala ka pa naman and all."

"Shit, tangina." the tent that formed in Raymond's shorts easily told me that he's horny again and lusting at the thought of his team captain coming over here to be edged. I can even see the precum that had stained the fabric.

Touché.

"Tell me all about his edging session next time, Ollie, please." Raymond begged, massaging my shoulders as I got to my feet to show him out. "I want to gauge myself up against Cap, it's like a dream come true. Pwede ko din ba sya makasama in the future?"

"That depends on him if he's a good boy. Medyo need ko pa i-train." I just reply as I open the door for him. "And if you stay a good boy as well, maybe I'll discuss it with him too."

"Fuck, anything, Ollie, I'm yours." Raymond was like a dog eager to please. "I'll save weeks of cum for you, not jerk off for as long as you tell me, heck, I'll even make sure you're also well-pleasured din all the time! Just let me be on the same room with Cap and have both our dicks at your mercy, please!"

"All right, all right, you can stop begging, I'll think about it." I sigh and shove him out of my unit. "I gotta ask his permission first if he's open for it."

"FUCK, THANKS, MAN!" he happily bounced back to his unit, infused with the energy of promise of being edged alongside Jeff.

I clean up Raymond's mess, which was a lot this time, and made a little harder by the stains he's left on my seat. I don't bother to spray some air freshener in this case, however.

Pag naamoy ni Jeff yung libog sa ere, it would add to his already-pent-up lust.

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POV: Oliver, Edging with Jeff: Round 2

Jeff must have run real fast, because he was already knocking by the time I prop up the pillows again, ready for the next round.

"May nagmamadali papunta dito." I smirk as I open the door to a sweaty, panting Jeff. He practically stopped to collect his breath as I close the door behind him, beads of sweat dripping down his neck.

What a hot mess.

"Fuck. You." Jeff heaved between breaths. "Di ako makapag-isip ng maayos buong araw habang nasa klase."

"That's the point, Jeff." I took a seat and eyed him from head to toe, admiring the view. "If I gave you your release too soon, you won't appreciate the kink as much as you do now."

"Tangina ka." Jeff just retorted, though the boner on his sweatpants hasn't subsided throughout. "Bawat sulok kanina gusto ko tirahin and kiskisan ng tite ko. Lahat ng tumingin and kumausap sakin gusto ko kantutin. Ganto ba talaga to?!"

"Did you do it, though?" I ask with a raised eyebrow. "Kinantot sila, nagpalabas sa loob nila like you always do?"

"No. Baka mamaya di mo na naman ako palabasan e..." Jeff groaned.

"See, you're learning control already, then." I smile approvingly. "Hubad na."

It took him less than a minute to shed his every clothing. As usual, minimalist ang varsity team captain nyo - just his sweaty t-shirt, sweatpants, and sneakers. This guy is practically always ready for quick-and-dirty sex.

"Fuck, Ollie, don't tease this time, please." Jeff begged as I ordered him to the bed, turning to me with pleading eyes. His boner was already rock-hard and twitching with excitement, parang save file na nag load starting from our last session. "I've been a good boy, make me cum agad, pwede ba yon?"

"We'll see." I shrug as I pull up a chair beside him. "Before we start, Jeff, usap muna tayo."

"U-usap...?" there was an expression of teased annoyance on Jeff's face. It's quite clear he's very impatient and is gung-ho about his releasing today. "May usap pa bago ako labasan today? Ollie naman..."

"This is important, Jeff." I shoot back with stern firmness. "You've started your journey down a very kinky path, one that will likely change how your body responds to pleasure. Kelangan mo maintindihan na kapag nawili ka magpaedge sakin, you are essentially surrendering some control to me during these sessions. I'm sure you realized that when I refused to make you cum yesterday."

"Yeah, gets naman." Jeff said timidly, folding his hands in front of him, his boner declining somewhat. Good, at least he feels the gravity of my words. "When I told you na nothing feels the same anymore and I wanted a solution to my... issues, I knew that edging is the key to solving my problem. I mean, you proved that yesterday!"

"At the same time," he continued, biting his lip in a mix of shame and excitement. "it's an experience unlike any I've had, and gusto ko syang ma-experience ng todo."

"And I can give you that experience. We just need to be clear na while you are here on my bed and experiencing my hands - among other things that I will make you experience - you allow me power over your pleasure and release, but also tell me if something I'm doing isn't feeling right or fun for you anymore. Libog-libog man tayo dito, Jeff, pero you are always free to call things off if hindi na masarap. Got that?"

"Yes, Ollie. Gets." Jeff nodded firmly. "Fuck, this feels like I'm serving you or I'm bound by something, parang legit agreement."

"It is what it is." I reach for my lube - a rather special one for the occasion, my special water-based one - and lather my hand with a generous amount of it. "Surrender is part of the immersion into the edging kink, Jeff. Surrender to me, and trust that all I do is to elevate your sexual experience and take it to the next level."

"Fuck, that's so hot." Jeff's dick rose of its own accord from its flaccid stupor, encouraged by the lust in my words.

"Brace yourself, then."

I start caressing his cock in a single upward stroke. He bit his lip and gave a long and satisfied moan, like a guy receiving an ecstatic high.

"Fuck, kahapon mo lang sya hawak pero na-miss ko agad..." Jeff had started to fuck my hand slowly, already seeking pleasures that only my hand can seemingly give at this point. "Tangina, I don't want this feeling to end, bakit ganon?! Mas masarap pa sa puke o sa pwet!"

"Anong ginagawa mo?" His words registered in my head, but I decided to focus instead on how he's practically having sex with my fist.

"Fuck, sorry... sarap kasi sobra, I missed it talaga, Ollie." He grinned at me and continued to fuck my fist with a cheeky smirk and one eyebrow rising up and down. Typical cocky vibe. He even put his hands behind his head and flexed his biceps for me to see while he did so.

"And what makes you think you can do what the fuck you want?" I smirk back and tighten my fist around his dick so hard that it stopped his fucking and constricted his cock, the upper end slowly turning a bright, angry red. "Sinong in charge dito sa tite mo, Jeff?"

"F-fuck, ikaw... ikaw, Ollie. Sorry, please do as you like with it." Jeff winced at my sudden cutting of his pleasure train and behaved again. "I'm... I'm sorry, I know kakasabi mo lang kanina. I'll be a good boy and let you do your thing na."

A sneaky thought crossed my mind and made me smile.

Yes, that's what you'll deserve today, then. How fitting.

"Well, since you've done a good job of holding it in, we'll make it nice and quick today." I brightened my mood and smiled at Jeff, releasing my grip on his cock and getting to my feet.

"Fuck, seryoso?" Jeff sounded eager at the thought. "I get to cum quickly today?"

"More than two minutes pa din, syempre." I walk over to my cabinet and take out two pairs of straps and cuffs - my standard fare for restraining edgees. "Still gotta train you on that level. Siguro mga ten minutes today."

"A-ano yan...?" Jeff fixated on the cuffs as I sat on the bed beside him and started putting them on his hands. "Para... para san to, Ollie...?"

"I thought I can do as I like?" I smile at Jeff again. "Don't worry, di kita sasaktan or papaluin. This is just... a precaution. Para di mo ko itry pigilan ulit."

"F-fuck..." Jeff bit his lip with suppressed excitement as I secured the cuffs on the bedposts, then did the same process on his feet. Now he lay strapped on my bed, spread-eagle and completely restrained. He tested the bindings and found them resisting him from big hand and feet movements.

His dick twitched. Good, you know you're vulnerable now.

"I don't like it when edgees restrain me from my movements." I calmly reply as I resume my seat kanina and give his dick a good stroke, immediately silencing his protesting look, replaced with the satisfied high. "Shall we start your ten minutes?"

"F-fuck, yes sir." Jeff moaned, the pleasure in his voice palpable and obvious.

Good, he's feeling the added lust brought out by being restrained.

I turn on my stopwatch app sa phone and it starts ticking as I lube up my hands once again. The moment I slipped my fists in alternating downward strokes at Jeff's cock, his eyes rolled back and he did a few involuntary thrashes against my restraints, to no avail, obviously.

"FUCK!" Jeff growled, the veins on his arms and neck rising as he fought against the cuffs, the body involuntary making the moves to stop the sensations from being too much. "FUCK, SARAP, PUTANGINA, THIS IS THE BEST FEELING, OLLIE!"

"We haven't even gotten to the best part of what you'll experience yet." I was already fantasizing how loudly he'll scream when I do get there.

"SHIT!" Jeff was insatiable now. "GIGIL AKO, OLLIE, SARAP MO! Kamay mo palang gusto ko na tirahin paulit-ulit! TANG INA! Kantutin mo pa tite ko, please! FASTER!"

"Inuutusan moko?" I slowed down my stroking to a deliberate, torturous pace, sliding down his cock and then up and really feeling the skin and muscle tense.

"NO! NO SIR, HINDI PO!" the team captain seems to have found a higher entity to respect in the social food chain as he resigned himself to his pleasure and regretted his bravado. "Shit, tang ina, sarap, sobra...!"

With my free hand I moved to caress his balls - and what nice, saggy balls they were, indeed - feeling loaded with all the milk he'll be releasing for me soon.

"Ooooh, shit, ang sarap nyan, wala pang gumagawa sakin nyan..." Jeff moaned and his thighs shook at the electrifying sensations I'm sure to be sending as I ran my finger lightly around the testicles and tickled them lightly, letting the soft sac just roll off against my fingers whilst my dominant hand multiplied his sensations with strokes that vary in speed.

"Things you fail to appreciate because you reach orgasm so quickly." I stop my jerking as I sensed an orgasm coming from Jeff at, you guessed it, roughly the two-minute mark, prompting him to lash at me in frustration and rattle my bed as he struggled at his cuffs.

"TANG INA! HINDI PA BA TEN MINUTES?!" Jeff protested as his orgasmic high suddenly broke again.

"Start getting used to that sensation, Jeff." I admonished him, leaning forward to his chest, close to an erect and definitely-sensitive nipple. "It's your new normal now."

Without warning, I bit into his nipple and enjoyed his surprised moan.

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POV: Jeff

FUCK!

Kinagat ni Oliver utong ko!

FUCK!

I never knew my brain can be hardwired to interpret this sting of pain as nerve sensations that made my currently-ignored dick twitch harder in pleasure. He continued to nip at it with his teeth and each clamp sent electrical charges that made precum ooze out of my cock, begging for it to be attended to ASAP.

Oliver didn't stop there, though. As if to soothe my pain, he suddenly enveloped my nipple in his mouth entirely and I felt the erect nipple being flicked by... shit, was that his tongue?

TANGINA! MORE!

He was doing things with his tongue that bordered on ticklish and arousal, I can't help but let out a string of curses interspersed with laughter and moans.

"T-tangina, Oliver... HA HA HA!... wait, shit... FUCK, sarap, HAaaa... Ollie, sarap, t-tama na, F-fuck, HA HA HA HA HA!" I flailed against the cuffs that bind me, willing my body to move and shove Oliver out of the way, pero shit, sobrang lakas nung cuffs or whatever this is.

I'm powerless.

"Sarap?" Oliver looked up to me and licked his lips, like as if he enjoyed a meal. "Your nipple tasted of sweat and musk, Jeff, I love it. Mukhang may lalantakan ako habang ine-edge kita in the future."

Fuck, yes, edge me more in the future!

Lantak lang!

EAT ALL YOU CAN!

Just give me my edging release.

My new guilty pleasure.

Oliver seemed satisfied with what he tasted and the next few minutes passed like a blur for me. I can only remember drifting in and out of euphoria, my paradise punctured every now and then by quick and immediate trips to a hellish cum deprivation, his hands working like the switch that controls when I can and cannot feel release.

My only feelings of relief came from his regular announcements of the time, during moments where he's stroking me at his best:

"Five minutes."

"Seven minutes."

"Eight and a half minutes."

Fuck, he's literally reprogramming my brain. Changing my stimuli inputs and overwriting what makes my pleasure centers tick.

Is that even possible?

Fuck, I definitely feel my libido evolving into something else at this point.

"Ten minutes. Ready, Jeff?" the words came to me with a sweet, blissful rush of pleasure. He was stroking my cock with a pace that has rendered me lost for words, lost in my ecstasy.

Oh God.

Fuck.

Here's the familiar feeling.

But this time, you're eight minutes late!

YES!

PROGRESS!

MAKE ME CUM, OLIVER! REWARD ME FOR MY GOOD BEHAVIOR!

"Still with me, Jeff?"

FUCK.

FUCKITY FUCKING FUCK YOU FUCKERIFFIC FUCKERHOLE!

In a single instant he has torn me off my heavenly throne and buried me neck-deep in hellish torment. I blinked pure frustration and tears off my eyes as I felt myself literally shaking his bed with my thrashing.

"PUTANGINA NAMAN, OLLIE, PARA MO NANG AWA!" I heard myself protest like a slut. Shit, I am becoming a slut.

FUCK.

"Sorry, I wanted to check if you're still with me." Oliver snickered as I heard him squeeze another batch of his divine lube. "I wouldn't want you to miss out on what's coming."

"F-fuck, yes... please..." I was weak. Weak from the pleasure, from the ordeal.

Deliver me from my agony, please.

End it.

Give me... release.

YES! I felt his hand close in on my cock again and stroke it with a brisk, rapid pace. SHIT, HE'S REALLY GONNA DO IT!

"Ready na, Jeff? Don't blink." I heard Oliver talking, but my eyes have opened wide and I'm now staring at my dick, gearing up for that big finish as Oliver's hand became the perfect pussy and ass that is driving me all sorts of insane.

Here it comes.

The point of no return.

I PASSED WITH FLYING COLORS!

I saw and felt my dick tense against Oliver's hand and spray out my milk in all directions, his hand moving down in the perfect rhythmic motion to pump out another intense load, like a hunter repeatedly cocking and firing a shotgun. Shot after shot went all over my chest, legs, abs, and a jet of it even struck my cheek!

My toes curled up in blinding pleasure and my fists clenched as Oliver kept pace and pumped out every last drop of cum off my dick.

I LOVE IT.

FUUUUUUUUCKING PERFECT.

NO WORDS.

I DON'T WANT THIS FEELING TO STOP.

...wait.

STOP.

STOP!

Have you ever seen a bell curve? I practically rode out that rise in the curve of pleasure with the patience and effort that I never even thought possible.

PERO TANGINA, FUCK, TAMA NA!

I now lay soaked and spent in my own generous cum, yet Oliver hasn't stopped stroking my still-erect cock, even making sure to - FUCK! - move his fist higher up and also caress my fucking super-sensitive dickhead.

STOP, PLEASE!

I grit my teeth and stare at him with a begging look, fighting down my agony with tensed gigil and willpower.

Pure electricity shot up my entire body and began flooding my brain with a mixture of irritation, shock, and agony. It responds by desperately sending hormones that will my body to STOP, MAKE THAT SENSATION STOP BEFORE I GO CRAZY.

My muscles respond automatically to that, but FUCK, THEY CAN'T COME TO MY AID!

My brain is screaming HELP, and my body is HELPLESS!

"O-OLLIE... STOP NA, FUCK, OLLIE...!" left with no other choice, my brain could only do one final, desperate act.

Beg loudly for the external stimuli overload to stop.

"OLLIE, PUTANG INA, TAMA NA, OLLIE, DI KO NA KAYA!" I was senselessly thrashing and I heard my own voice break at the increased tone - putangina, napaos na ata ako kakasigaw and kakahiyaw sa sarap at sakit.

"Stop na?" Oliver seemed to only realize it now.

"YES, TANG INA, PLEASE, STOP NA!" I begged loudly, my eyes wide with madness.

And then came bliss.

Tranquility.

Fuck...

The bed swallowed me up as my muscles relaxed - apparently, kanina pa sila tense na tense, parang pulikat na ewan - and the overload of sensations eased up, replaced by an angry throbbing of my over-stimulated cock.

Fuck, please don't touch it muna. Siguro mga one month, ganon.

I don't think I want to touch it anytime soon.

"Welcome to your first post-cum torture lesson, Jeff." Oliver leaned forward and whispered at my ear, a sadistic glee in his voice. "Remember this feeling, because ipaparamdam ko sayo to pag nag misbehave ka ulit sa kin."

"I... what...?" My body was still reeling from that sensory overload.

"I own this cock now, Jeff. I fucking decide what to do with it when I hold it, not you." Oliver's words were very severe, echoing with a dominance I never thought possible from an introverted nerd like him.

SHIT.

Di na po, sir. Promise.

FUCK.

Pero is it wrong if gusto ko sya maulit...?

Am I fucked up like that now?

DAMN.

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Continued on Chapter 7