Write for Mistress Lynne

Dear Potential Writers,
Do you love to write about submission and have something important to share with the BDSM community? Mistress Lynne requests your stories, experiences, personal letters, photos, etc. I enjoy all the things that are written to Me although you won’t find them all here on our blog.
For this blog, we require a certain intensity, creativity, and a desire to share submission through the writing process. I also enjoy sharing other people’s photos.
It is also a fact that I remain close to the subs who do write for Me and share their experiences. I am a writer, obviously, and having this in common with Me will give you My best attention.
Creativity sparks My interest.
Please email directly at MistressLynne777@yahoo.com
Mistress Lynne
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  1. A sissy is a man who enjoys cross dressing in many forms. All sissies tend to be submissive. Their surrender and adoration of women is truly a unique quality I do not see in most men. A sissy can appreciate the beauty of a woman by having an alternative lifestyle that is a lot more normal than society accepts. All sissies desire to become more feminine. They are softer, vulnerable, and sometimes experience a euphoric feeling from the layers of feminine clothes they wear down to the female persona taking them over on the inside. Sissies come in many varieties and should not be stereotyped. Most of all, a sissy can be a member of your family, a friend, or even a lover.

  2. The feminizing effects of estrogen on the male body can be considerable if taken in large enough doses. The growth of breast tissue, tenderness around the breast, enlargement of the nipple, softening of the skin and a reduction in the size of the testes are all effects that may be observed. Estrogen intake can also reduce the incidence and growth of facial hair and promote a more feminized body shape. In cases where testosterone levels are already low, smaller amounts of estrogen can have visible effects too.

    Something I so want to try, I dream this dream from time to time it has been with me since I started wearing my sisters panties at age 13. I still so enjoy feeling the soft feel of silk on my body .It is something that brings out the submission in me to serve a mistress and submit. I enjoy chastity, The feeling of being feminized to serve,

  3. ight ive had enough. your cute lynne, but all of your ideals are wrong… i have an 7.5 maybe 8 in dick idk i dont measure, an ive pleased way more attractive girls then you. and 98% of the shit you like isn’t pleasurable. except to somone sadistic. ask any real girl who isnt a pysco. dick size dont matter, its how you use it. and nowadays people like respect and to be put on equal terms. not slaves. slavery is for the weak

  4. Thank you Mistress Lynne for saying

    Your Mistress requests your stories.

    How it all started for me

    I was brought up in a female dominated family. My mother being the boss. I was the only boy, I have two sisters, one older than me, and one younger. Both my sisters were taught from an early age by our mother that girls are superior to boys, and that if they wished to do so they were at liberty to treat me as she does their father.

    They needed no persuading, and as they say, took to it like ducks to water. And it no time I became their servant. Both Girls could hardly believe their good fortune, and I soon found myself waiting on them hand and foot, and doing whatever they told me to do, usually this amounted to cleaning their room, running errands for them, and a multitude of menial tasks.

    I am by nature submissive to members of the female sex, who I know are superior to us males. Strange as it may seem, I enjoyed being used by my sisters.

    In fact I was envious of them, as I myself always regretted not having been born female, at least that is since puberty.

    All that was a long time ago, and since then, I have a married a Dominant Woman who I am pleased to say treats me as my sisters did, and in fact still do whenever they visit us.


  5. My Owner who’s property it is my privilege to be has a Black female friend called Victoria. Her Husband wanted Her to give Him oral sex. She was not keen to do this, but offered to ask my Owner if He would loan me to Her husband for that purpose.

    My Owner said She was only too pleased to oblige, and in no time I was sitting on the floor between Her Husbands feet whilst He sat relaxed in a comfortable reclining chair, having just finished a huge meal which resulted in Him having a full erection.

    He put both his hands under His fully distended belly lifting it up so that I could take His magnificent 9″ by 2″ Black Manhood into my mouth and as far down my throat as it’s length would allow it to go, so that I could massage it’s very base with my toothless gums, I had already removed my dentures for this purpose.

    He removed His hands, allowing his stomach to descend, and cover my head, this enabled me to hear the sounds of His last meal being slowly digested, which was a great turn on for me as I continued to masturbate Him by mouth.

    One thing I love about Black Men is that they are able to maintain a full erection much longer that most white men can, and for this reason it takes them longer to ejaculate. I drew back and continued to massage it’s shaft until the head was back inside my mouth, so that I could lick it all over again before swallowing it once more.

    This back and forth movement I continued to do for what seemed an age, until at long last I heard Him start to groan, as He put both His handle behind my head and pulled me right in, and held me there to stop me from pulling back.

    I then felt His powerful weapon move, and pulsate several times , as it delivered His load of lovely thick creamy cum down my throat.

    He then gave me his promised reward for a job well done by keeping my head firmly in contact with His body as His monster slowly began to soften, thus allowing Him to empty the contents of His by then fully distended bladder right down my throat, thereby using His urine to wash all His semen down into my stomach, I thought He would never stop, it must have been more than a Litre.


    In addition to having been peed inside down my throat, I have also at my request been peed inside my rectum by those who having penetrated me anally, and shot their load, have been kind enough to leave their manhood inside me long enough to soften sufficiently so as to enable them to empty their bladders as well.

    Afterwards I defecate everything into a suitable container, and then swallow it all, often more that a pint.

    Yourstouse, a Man’s urine receptacle.

  6. Slave of a Slave

    By Yourstouse.

    Victoria who I mentioned in my previous post employs a maidservant called Cynthia.

    Victoria told Cynthia that whenever I was on loan to Her, she was to take time off, have a rest, and use me as her servant in the same way that Victoria used her.

    When Cynthia heard this she was overjoyed, and it was not long before she was relieving herself into my mouth.. The beauty of it all was that the gift being given to me then by Cynthia was the very same that Victoria had previously given her, I therefore had the unique privilege of consuming the waste products of two women at the same time.

    After she had finished, she got up, turned round, looked down at me with contempt, said nothing, smiled and spit on my face before lowering the seat.

    She then went back to her Mistress and thanked Her so much for allowing her to use me as a toilet, and that it had been for her an experience that was out of this world, she then asked if she could do just whatever she wanted with me, why yes of course you can She replied, only you must not do anything which results in permanent injury, or ill health, he is yours to enjoy yourself with, whenever he is not being used by either Myself, or my husband.

    My owner had to go away to attend a week end conference, and as She was unable to take me along, She loaned me out once more to Her friend Victoria, from Friday after noon, till Monday morning.

    As the weather on Saturday was great, Victoria and Her husband went out for the day leaving me alone in the house with my tormentor Cynthia who Was absolutely delighted to have me all to herself for most of the day, she must have had some idea that both would go out, for she did not use my mouth for her first urination after getting out of bed, but used a large drinking glass instead, and put it at one side for later use.

    She usually prefers to go barefoot when in the house, except of course in the kitchen as the floor can sometimes be cold, and then she wears slippers, but on this occasion she remained barefoot, and ordered me to lie naked face up on the floor, so that she could use me as a carpet to walk on as she prepared a meal for herself.

    She is a very provocative young woman, and had chosen to wear a short mini skirt so that as she stood on my chest I could be in no doubt as I gazed upwards, that it was a female who was on top of me, and I was nothing more that an inanimate object under her feet, she was in charge, she was the boss.

    She took her food to the table, but before sitting down, ordered me to move the padded bench seat so that it was at right angles to the table, she then put two large square cuss ions on the end nearest the table, told me to lie face upwards with my head on them, inserted the two reinforced plastic tubes into my nostrils, and sat herself down on my face, she moved around a little in order to find the best position, and started her meal.

    She likes her food, and takes her time over consuming it, Just how long she sat there I don

  7. Continuation of the above.

    When Victoria and Her husband returned home that evening, both of them used me for liquid relief, then Victoria asked Cynthia if she had enjoyed herself whilst they were away.. Oh yes Mistress she replied, thank you thank you so much for letting me use him, It was out of this world, it was awesome he really worships me, it’s a shame I can’t have him for keeps.

    Well you can have him tomorrow Victoria answered, he dose not have to be returned to his owner until Monday morning, and I will ask Her if I can take you along when She invites me to Her next, “Girls night in”, evening. Oh great replied Cynthia, thank you very much Mistress.

    Your slave.


  8. Continuation of the above.

    A girls night in.

    Go and get me a drink She said, and don’t have any yourself. When I returned She continued. From now on I will supply all that you drink, when you drink, where you drink, how much you drink, and how often you drink, but don’t worry there will always be enough, and may very well at some future time be more than you can manage,, we will have to see wont we?.

    At the time I was not quite sure just what She meant by this, but I was soon to find out.. She is a nurse in a nearby Hospital, where She has made friends with other nurses of like mind, all of whom know of Her dominant relationship with me, Her slave husband.

    Many of these friends were keen to see just how She uses me, and to this end it was not long before She invited six of them to our home for what She described as, “a girls night in” , each one had been told to feel free to use me in the same way that She does..

    The wine flowed freely, and it wasn’t long before each one it turn had to use me as Her toilet, and some of them more than once mainly for liquid relief only, but two of them also for defecation as well. Fortunately I was not used by them in quick succession, and was therefore able to swallow all their waste products, I estimate that I must have drunk a gallon at least of their different flavoured honey that evening.

    One thing for sure, my stomach was full to capacity on that occasion, and I loved it.

    Usemefor a Woman’s toilet.

    • Her second stomach

      I adore swallowing anything that comes out from Her magnificent body, in fact this puts me in mind of something else She does. She really enjoys Her food which as you know She takes whilst sitting on my face.

      She will eat, and eat, and eat until Her stomach can take no more, She will then leans back, puts both Her hands for a while on Her bloated belly in order to continue to enjoy the pleasure of having had a huge meal.

      However, She has no desire to put on weight, and therefore will tickle the back of her throat to bring it all back again into a suitable bowl for me to enjoy the incredible pleasure of being allowed to consume the partly digested food She had recently eaten.

      Being fed from Her mouth, is so much easier than being fed from Her anus as the material is much softer, and being more liquefied it is so much easier to swallow, chewing is not necessary, as She has already done that for me, and in no time my stomach is once more full to capacity.

      Yourstouse, Her second stomach

  9. My Mistress Wife who’s property it is my privilege to be said I know you enjoy having me use you for my pleasure just as much as I enjoy using you.

    However, I want to find out just how much more enjoyable it is for me when you don’t want it, and therefore, I am going to beat you for making a mess on the carpet, but I haven’t I protested.

    Oh, but you will She replied, and slapped my face for speaking without Her permission, now get your clothing off, She said, and sit down there on the floor with your legs wide apart.

    She moved forward, and placed Her stocking clad foot on top of my soft penis, pressed it down a little, and began to move it slowly back and forth.

    I was unable to prevent my cock from growing bigger, and in no time at all it was fully erect, a firm rampant 7″ by 2″.

    She continued to massage it until at long last, I was unable to stop myself from shooting off a huge load of spunk on to the carpet, and the underside of Her silky nylon clad foot.

    She must have felt the pulsations, for She stopped, lifted Her foot, ordered me to lie on the floor with my face directly underneath.

    She then wiped it all over my features, and then ordered my to lick the under side of the nylon spotlessly clean, swallowing everything, after which I was to do the same to the carpet.

    Then as promised She beat me, which I must confess I enjoyed, but not as much as at other times.

    That was out of this world She said, and next time I am want to use you as a toilet, I shall masturbate you just before I fill your mouth.

    Your slave.


  10. My girlfriend and I were sitting side by side on the sofa in Her parents home watching TV, they were away at the time, and we had the house all to ourselves. At the advert break She got up saying She was going to the kitchen to get Herself a drink, and did I want one.

    I replied no thanks not at the moment. When She returned, She was surprised, and not a little annoyed to see me lying full length and face up on the sofa. Where am I going to sit She said?,

    I suppose you’ll have to sit on me I answered. Without another word She turned Her back on me and sat Herself down on my chest, there are no words to describe my feelings as I looked up at Her statuesque figure, and felt Her full weight on my body. In no time at all I had a huge bone hard erection.

    Although I don’t think She noticed it. after a while I asked Her if She was alright, Yes She said, and how about you? Oh I’ am fine I said, I like having you sit on me, but I would like it a lot more, if you sat on my face.

    Hardly was the word face out of my mouth, than She had got up. moved sideways, and those lovely well rounded bottom cheeks of Hers were right above me and descending fast. I was plunged into total darkness, and all noise had disappeared, except I now heard a new type of sound that I had never heard before.

    It was a type of distant rumbling gurgle almost continually from deep inside her body. This I concluded was the sound of Her digestive juices doing their work on the meal She had recently eaten.

    Listening to those sounds coming from inside Her, I wondered what it would be like if She possessed magic powers, and could reduce me in size until I was about 2 inches tall, pop me into Her mouth, take a drink, and swallow me whole and alive down into Her stomach.

    Once there She would use Her magic powers again to increase my size until I completely filled that organ to its capacity. She would then sit down in a comfortable arm chair, lean back, close Her eyes put both hands on Her by now bloated belly, and enjoy the incredible sensation of digesting an unwanted, and useless slave.

    Now at long last I was serving Her in the way She liked most, my excruciating pain, was Her greatest pleasure. It was particularly enjoyable for Her, as She had to do absolutely nothing but sit back relax, and let Her normal bodily processes do the job for Her.

    She would drink a lot of water in order to dilute Her digestive juices, so that my pain, and Her pleasure would last all that longer, She would still feel me moving around inside Her, and just about hear my muffled screams as I was being slowly very slowly digested, and changed into nutriment for Her benefit, and excrement for disposal in due coarse.

    Well I always said I wanted to be a part of Her, and now I am, but what part I wonder?

    Hopefully, the walls of Her rectum.

    Your slave.


  11. Well there is not much that is new, as most of what happens is mere repletion, however,the “Girls night in”, evenings continued at fairly regular intervals of approximately 4 to 6 weeks, sometimes the date chosen was that of a nurses birthdays.

    On one such occasion, the birthday was that of a nurse, who is a Lesbian, and the present She received from Her lover was a strap on dildo. She said “I can’t wait to use it, but not here”, at this point my owner said, “Why not here, would you like to use it on my slave”.

    Oh, may I She said, and without more a do put on Her brand new toy, and ordered me to bend over.

    Although I have been penetrated anally by men, It is no where near as enjoyable as when it is done by a Woman with a strapon.

    Firstly Women take much longer to reach orgasm, and also the strapon never goes soft, and is normally larger than most men. This is also a role reversal which both of us enjoy.

    My mistress insists that I do not use an enema, so that after She has finished, She can further humiliate me by putting it into my mouth, and ordering me to lick it spotlessly clean, thereby forcing me to swallow my own excrement.


  12. Of all the Women including my owner, who have used me as a toilet, only one has ever spoken to me upon rising from Her seat. I think of Her as Victoria, although, that is not Her name. She is a magnificent mature Woman in Her mid to late thirty’s, having a lovely dark brown skin, indicative of Her African ancestry.

    She is almost six feet tall, and weighing, I would think about 220+ pounds. I first made contact with He, or should I say She first made contact with me when She was a guest at one of my wife’s all girl evenings.

    I had already been used by at least three others before She felt the urge, and took up Her position above me, I heard Her give a deep sigh as She relieved Herself directly into my mouth, She is a big Woman, and I must have swallowed a pint and a half at least before She moved forward to place her anus directly over my mouth.

    I want you to lick it first She said, and don’t stop until I tell you to. She must Have really enjoyed it, for it was quite a while before She told me to stop. My lips were in contact with Her flesh and surrounding Her anal ring.

    I heard Her groan, and felt it slowly expand until it must have been more than two inches in diameter, then slowly, very slowly the first huge turd began to descend, it was far too large to be swallowed whole, and had to be chewed up mixed with saliva and eaten bit by bit.

    I was afraid that I might not be able to take it all in, but fortunately for me, She was in no hurry, and took Her time in replacing what had gone down my throat until Her rectum was empty. Then She said, “Lick it all over nice and clean”, and don’t stop until I get up”.

    Just how long She remained seated I don’t, know, but there came a knock on the toilet room door, Victoria rose, turned round, looked down at me, smiled and said, “I really enjoyed that,, will see you again later on”. She smiled at me again, lowered the lid down, and left the room. Another guest entered, a young nurse, but She only wanted to pee, which was great as this washed out my mouth and cleaned my throat.

    Victoria waited patiently until my wife and all Her guests had used the toilet at least once, and when She felt that She was not likely to be disturbed for a while, returned lifted the seat, looked down at me and said, “you did a great job, and now I am going to give you your reward,, You know what to do”.

    Whereupon She turned round held Her bottom cheeks apart, and sat down placing Her anus once more over my mouth. I kissed the puckered rosebud presented to me and began to lick and suck same to my hearts content, She waited for a short while, and then started to groan and make other inarticulate noises as She attempted to empty Her already empty rectum.

    This resulted in Her back passage slowly turning itself inside out, causing Her anal ring to get bigger and bigger until it was about the size of a small doughnut, this meant that I was liking the actual flesh from the inside of Her rectum, skin that would normally be 3 inches or more up inside Her body. Whilst I was doing this, She must have been fingering Her clit, because She then had a violent orgasm.


    I will tell you later of the fantasy I had at the time.

  13. In my fantasy, I am naked a mere 4 inches tall, and when Victoria has pushed hard and turned Her back passage inside out.

    She sellotapes my ankles together, and my arms flat against my sides, before inserting me feet first into Her anus.

    But only up to my knees, Her flesh is tight against my legs, am I hanging there upside down, looking at Her massive anal ring.

    She stops pushing, and slowly, very slowly relaxes allowing everything to return to it’s natural state, that means that She has to do absolutely nothing in order to enjoy the supreme pleasure of my being swallowed whole, and alive into Her rectum.

    Her flesh rolls down over what remains of my body, I take my last look at the world outside, as I shall soon be it total pitch darkness, my head is drawn up, Her anus closes tightly behind it, leaving me helpless, and alone inside my dark, but very warm prison


  14. Continuation of the above

    At last, at long last I was where I most wanted to be, in my new home, Her empty rectum, and I feel sure that She also was pleased to have me where I was. There are no words to describe the incredible sensations I felt, I was helpless ,still upside down, bound hand and foot, unable to escape even if I wanted to.

    It was really warm inside my new residence, and I began to sweat, how long would I be there, could I go on breathing, or would I suffocate, food, no problem, there would be plenty of that, in fact more than enough if I was to be completely surrounded by what was left of the meals. She who I worshiped had eaten.

    Would my Goddess forget about me, would I become in due course nothing more than an integral part of the next huge turd She expelled?

    Lets wait and see.


  15. My wife was greatly impressed with the way in which I was used by Her Lesbian guest at the birthday party already refereed to, and shortly thereafter She purchased a strapon, which I am pleased to say She frequently uses on me.

    Regarding, “Strapon parties”, we do not have these as such, but from time to time individual friends of Hers ask if they may come round to use me in this way, and of course permission is always granted.


  16. The relationship I have with my owner, is not all Femdom, but can also be Vanilla for some of the time, however, She is the boss, and It is She alone who decides when it is to be vanilla, and when it is to be Femdom,

    I have no say in the matter. Once when it was vanilla, She asked me if there was anything in particular that I would like Her to do to me during the Femdom period.

    Yes I replied, I would very much like you to bind me, make me completely helpless, immobile, unable to move a muscle, putting me entirely at your disposal, so that you can use me in whatever way you wish.

    I also said I hoped that She would enjoy doing this.. She smiled and said oh yes I will, and what’s more, I know exactly what to use, leave it to me.

    She made a number of purchases, and a few days later said, “Come with me”, led me upstairs, and told me to lie on the bed face upwards, with my head at the foot end nearest to Her dressing table.

    Now She continued “I am going to put you to sleep ( As you know he is a Hospital nurse), and when you wake up your dreams will have been fulfilled”.

    She injected the anaesthetic and I was soon unconscious.. When I at last regained consciousness, I found my entire body apart from my head encased inside a strong elasticated lycra tube made up entirely of a number of Woman’s firm support foundation garments.

    There are no words to describe the ecstatic feelings I had as I woke up, and found myself totally immobilized, completely unable to move anything except my head, but best of all I had been restrained using only intimate Female related material, and this was indeed joy unspeakable.

    Then without another word, She turned around, and sat on my face, and proceeded to take care of Her appearance in Her dressing table mirror.


  17. What Cynthia had said put me in mind of what another Woman had said about using a man as Her toilet, She wrote,

    “The first time I heard of a man wanting to become a full-time toilet, I thought the idea was preposterous too. Eventually, once I got over my initial disgusted reaction, I slowly began to realize beauty in it.

    There is such a Marquis de Sade appeal to reducing a man to such a pathetic device… No fate is more pathetic than this.

    To strip away all of a man

  18. For me there is no greater smell or more enjoyable taste than that of Female urine.

    The pungent aroma of Her golden liquid is indeed a great turn on for me, in fact just holding a glass of it under my nose is enough to give my flaccid cock a bone hard erection, and then the tangy acrid taste of Her precious gift is simply out of this world, further more.

    I have always been able to drink faster than She can supply, and have never had any problem consuming the entire contents of Her bladder in one go.

    The longest and strongest is is always the first of the day.

    I am addicted to drinking Female urine, and cannot get enough,

    I always want my stomach to be filled to capacity, This does happen from time to time, but only when my Wife invites a number of Her friends round for a, “girls night in”.

    The drinks flow, and sooner or later each one of Her guests will use my mouth to relieve herself into, and that is indeed bliss unspeakable.


  19. Misstress,
    Thank you for giving me the opportunity to chat with you. I hope that you will see that I’m an obedient sub who will submit you your will

  20. My prospective new Black Mistress

    So, said my prospective new Black Mistress, you want to be my white male slave do you. Well, if I am to accept you, then there are certain terms and conditions that will apply.

    You will be nothing more than property for me to use in any way I wish. When in doors, you will always be naked, with the exception of a dog collar round your neck, to which from time to time I wall attach a leach.

    When not in use, you will be housed inside a locked metal cage made of iron bars. Your food will be a mixture of meal left overs, kitchen scrapes, and cheap dog food.

    When out of your cage your food and drink will be supplemented by my waste products whenever I use you as a toilet.

    You will wait upon me hand and foot. You will at all times obey my commands immediately. You will never speak unless spoken to. If you wish to speak you will say “Please Mistress permission to speak”. However, only if I give my permission will you do so.

    If at any time I punish you, you will always afterwards thank me for doing so, and will continue until I tell you to stop.

    If all that I have said is acceptable to you, and you still want to be my slave. Then get down on your hands and knees, crawl forward on all fours up to my feet, and kiss them until I tell you to stop.

    I was overjoyed, and crawled forward to where She was sitting, and did exactly what She required.

    “That’s enough” She said. Now turn over and lie on your back with your head between my shoes.

    She then lifted Her left shoe, and placed it over my mouth, and ordered me to lick the dirt off the underside and swallow it.

    When She was satisfied with my efforts on Her left shoe, She exchanged it for the other one so that I could do the same on that also.

    She then stood up, and said. Your mouth must be very dirty, let me wash it clean for you.

    She then lifted Her skirt, removed Her knickers, lowered Herself down, so that Her pussy was directly over my wide open eager waiting mouth, and proceeded to wash all the filth from Her shoes down my throat and into my stomach.

    After She had finished, I thanked Her, over, and over again until She ordered me to stop.

    There are no words to describe the joy I felt at having my new Mistress using Her new slave in this way. The lovely tangy taste of Her golden nectar, Her kind and generous offering was simply out of this world, it was certainly out of Her, and now a part of me. Her seal of approval.

    My new owner than said, Is there anything you would like to ask me ?

    Yes please Mistress, I replied, so far all that you have done has given me pleasure, If I am to demonstrate my devotion, I must cost me something, I must experience pain.

    No problem She replied, follow me.

    She took me naked down into the cellar, fastened my wrists together, and secured them to a steel hook attached to the ceiling. She then separated my feet and clamped them to the opposite ends of a short wooden beam, after which She covered my mouth with several strips of sticky tape.

    All this was done in complete silence. She then left the cellar, and went back up stairs for a while. Leaving me strung up for an indefinite period to contemplate what She would do to me when at last She condescended to return.

    On the wall in front of me were erected two large full length mirrors, so that I could see Her behind me as She punished me. This was done with a broad leather belt.

    Again this was done in total silence, She never said a single word, and I could not make any sound due to the gag. The only noise to be herd was the sound of the leather belt as it struck my flesh

    She took Her time, She was in no hurry. there was as much as ten seconds between each blow. After She has given a dozen or more strokes, She left once more for an unspecified time, before returning to continue my punishment which hurt a great deal.

    However, the knowledge that I was completely helpless, unable to move, and totally in Her power for as long as She liked, was joy unspeakable.

    When She at last released me, I knelt down in front of Her, to kiss Her feet, and thank Her profusely for what She Had done.

    Only when She said

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