Chrono Trigger: Loyalty

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UPDATE:

Now, that wasn't as long, was it? ;) I hope you enjoy this one. It's turned out quite well, and as expected so far. I intend to go on with this subplot for several chapters, and I will be exploring numerous ways to make this interesting. I will not be taking suggestions for plot, or pairings, however, if you have some different form of sexual act that you would like to see, please, let me know, and I might include it. Once again, I will not take suggestions for plot, or pairings; I intend to take this in the direction I wish to take it. :)



I hope you enjoy it. Once again, read the warnings in Chapter 1; they apply here as well.

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Chapter 4: The Collar of Servitude



Marle was woken up by a loud, high pitched scream. Jumping up from the fur blanket spread across the ground, she looked around frantically, trying to find out where the scream had come from. Quickly, the memories of the past night came back to here, and she felt sick in the stomach. Luckily, Ayla was no where in sight. Completely alone, Marle quickly gathered her furs, the only clothing in sight, and got dressed; if you could honestly call wearing so little clothing being 'dressed'. As she tried to plan her escape, someone entered the tent. A familiar face. It was Lucca.



"Lucca?", Marle asked, wondering if her eyes were deceiving her. She had not been asleep too long; it was still night time outside. The lack of rest and food she's suffered through the past few days were making her weak, and made it somewhat hard to process simple thoughts.



"Marle; we have to get out here quick! I've handled them for now, but I'm not sure how long they'll be out, but I'm sure it won't be too long. I have the Epoch waiting. Let's go!", she shouted, grabbing Marle by the wrist, and dragging her into the cold outdoors. The scream that had woken up Marle now had an explanation behind it. Marle could not help but smile, knowing that she was finally going home. The sense of happiness she felt was so strong, that she could barely feel the rough rocks below her bare feet as they made a run for the Epoch. They made it, just as the clan of prehistoric men, and Ayla, woke up from their unconsciousness. With a flip of a switch, Marle and Lucca were both flying through the time gate.



"You would not believe how happy I am to see you, Lucca!", Marle said with a smile, and tone of extreme joyfulness.



"If Ayla is acting anything like most of the women I've come across, I would say I can't blame you for being glad to be out of there.", Lucca said, not sharing Marle's tone of joy.



"What do you mean?" Marle asked, confused.



"Ever since the incident in the Ocean Palace, everyone has been acting very differently lately, especially the women. It's almost as if everything is backwards now. A lot of the women have taken a strong liking to each other, and anyone who isn't feeling the same way is being forced to. If it weren't for the Epoch, those crazy women would've violated me as well.", Lucca explained. "I'm guessing from your situation that Ayla is acting similarly to what I just described?"



Marle remained silent for a few seconds, and then replied with a nod.



"It's probably Zeal; I could tell by the way she looked at me at the Ocean Palace that she was desperate for something. This is probably all her fault.", Lucca hypothesized.



Marle knew she was correct, especially after her whole ordeal with Queen Zeal. She didn't want to remind herself of the situation, or force herself to relive it, so chose to hold her tongue on the entire story for now, and just relax, knowing that she was free from the insanity of both Zeal, and Ayla. She nodded to Lucca, to give her support for her theory, which deep down inside, Marle knew was correct. Suddenly, Marle remembered that Zeal had told her that all her friends are dead. If Lucca and Ayla were both alive, then there was a possibility that everyone else was as well.



"What happened to everyone?", Marle asked.



"I have no idea... Ayla is the only person I've found so far, and that was just now. It seems that everyone's been scattered across different time periods. Ayla was lucky enough to end up in her own.", Lucca explained. Marle looked at the floor of the Epoch, filling with a sensation of sorrow; her hopes that Crono could possibly be at home waiting for her were quickly dashed to pieces.



"I've built a fort in the Guardia Forest; an area which has been unexplored. No one can find us there. We'll be safe from the insanity in the main towns if we hide there; it cost a lot of cash to get the materials, but I was able to manage with the funds we've raised on our adventure, with a lot to spare.", Lucca explained, as the Epoch exited the time gate to Marle's, and her own time period.



Marle was far too excited, and relieved to be home, to pay any real attention to Lucca's explanation about the fort. She was okay with the idea, she was just happy to be freed from Zeal, and the crazy cave woman. Leaning back, and taking a deep breath, Marle could only smile once again, as the Epoch descended deep into the Guardia Forest; deeper than she was ever allowed to explore when she lived at the castle. There was definitely no way anyone would find them there.



As they exited the Epoch, Lucca led Marle towards the fort, and opened the large metal door with a key. They both entered, and Marle instantly felt safe; there was no way anyone would be able to get inside unless they had powerful magic, or weapons, which she knew no one nearby had.



"You're probably exhausted. I know I am. The couch folds out into a comfortable bed. Make yourself at home, and relax. Tomorrow we'll try to find Crono, and the others.", Lucca said.



"Alright. Thanks, Lucca.", Marle said with a smile. This time, it was returned with a smile from Lucca, as she nodded her head, and climbed the stairs to where one would assume was Lucca's room. Folding out the bed, Marle quickly wrapped in the blanket provided, and rested her head on the pillow, and fell asleep instantly. Her sleep depravation had gotten the best of her, so the offered rest was well received.



Marle awoke feeling very cold. As she sat up, and tried to gain focus of her surroundings, she found that she had been stripped completely naked, and was no longer in bed. Shocked by her discovery, Marle began to look around frantically, desperate to find out where she was. As her thoughts became clear, Marle found herself locked in a cage, on the floor, next to a bed that she had not seen before. Unable to scream due to the severe confusion that clouded her, Marle sat there, in the small cage that would not allow her to stand, trying to catch her breath, continuing to look around in a panic. That's when she noticed Lucca sleeping in the bed that she had used the night before.



"Lucca! Wake up! Give me some help, here!", Marle shouted, happy to see her friend.



Lucca's eyes slowly opened, as a smile formed from her lips. She sat up in bed, and slowly pulled down the covers, revealing her black lingerie, then reached over to the nightstand to retrieve her glasses, and quickly put them on to observe Marle, who looked a bit relieved to see her. As if ignoring Marle's plea for help, Lucca walked into the bedroom's washroom, and started her morning routine.



"Lucca?! Hey!!! Get me out of here! Please!", Marle shouted, loud enough so she can be heard.



Once again, she was ignored. Her shouts and pleas for help went ignored for well over thirty minutes, as Lucca took her shower, brushed her teeth, got dressed, and put her make up on in the washroom. Finally, she emerged, dressed fully in a long black dress, and high black heels. Marle stopped her shouting for an instant, taking notice as to how good Lucca looked when she wasn't in her usual scientist attire. The instant didn't last long, as she began pleading for help once again. This time she wasn't ignored.



"It looks like you're awake.", Lucca said, with a twisted smile, as she squatted near the cage to look Marle right in the eye.



"Lucca, help me out of here. I don't know what happened, or how I got in here, just please help get me out!", Marle begged as she tried to push open the locked door of the cage.



"I don't think I'll be doing that anytime soon, dear. And I suggest you change the tone you take with me. For now on I'm your mistress, and you will not refer to me, or address me in any other way, understood?", Lucca asked, her smile now replaced with a serious, and almost angry, glare.



"What are you talking about?! Lucca, stop joking around! I need out of..." Marle tried to continue her pleads, but she was stopped, as Lucca kicked the cage.



"Now, listen to me, my little pet.", Lucca demanded, as she approached her nightstand and picked up a relatively large stack of photos. "I have several photos here of Guardia's princess and making sweet love with a beautiful woman in fur."



"Why do you have those?", Marle quickly asked, with a tone of fear, knowing what probably was coming next.



"You're still not addressing me the way I had asked. I suggest you start, or these photos will be circulated around the world so fast, that your reputation will be soiled almost instantly. I'm sure there's plenty of people around here who would love to see princess porn. I'm not too sure your father will be part of that majority though. You see, I lied earlier about the Ocean Palace affecting a lot of people. It's only affected a select few.", Lucca said, once again bearing her twisted smile, as she leaned down to stare at the captive princess.



Marle was overcome with the feeling to vomit, but managed to control herself. She looked away from Lucca, and tried to comprehend the situation to the fullest. She seriously considered the option of just letting the photos circulate; she didn't care if she had to sacrifice her reputation in order to avoid the scenario at hand. However, her thoughts kept drifting to her father, and the possibility that he may be forced to step down as monarch, due to his family name being soiled. They have had their differences in the past, but Marle still loved her father, and couldn't do that to him.



"Well? Have you decided whether or not you want to be my little pleasure pet for as long as I want, or have you chosen to become the neighbourhood whore? I assure you, Marle, it's all up to you. Do you renounce your freedom, and swear to become mine?", Lucca asked, with an unusually enthusiastic voice.



"Yes." Marle responded, in shame, as she looked to the cold metal floor of her cage. Tears began to stream down her face, as the stress of the situation began to collapse in her mind. She was trapped.



"Address me correctly, pet.", Lucca said, as she stood up straight, with her hands on her hips, attempting to be the dominant figure in the room.



"Yes, ... Mistress.", Marle said quietly, avoiding eye contact, as her tears stopped.



"Now, that's better. For now on, let's go with 'Mistress Lucca' though. I like the sound of that more. We still need to work on your enthusiasm, though; but don't worry, you'll be screaming my name by the time we're done with you.", Lucca said, giggling, as Marle retreated to the far corner of her cage, trying to, but failing to, block out Lucca's words.



The room became silent, as Lucca opened her closet, and began to dig around. She grunted, as she dragged a large box out from the back of the closet; a sight which worried Marle even more.



"I've been waiting to use this stuff for a while.", Lucca said excitedly, as she opened up the large box, and started to dig around in it. "Thanks to you, I not only have a slave to serve me, I have a princess to serve me. I bet that just eats away at you, doesn't it? Being used to being in the position of power, and authority, only to have the role reversed. Trust me though, my pet, I won't be as leniant or merciful as you were. Ah... here it is.", she continued, almost talking to herself, as she pulled out a yellow envelope and a pen.



Lucca quickly opened the envelope, and pulled out a long sheet of paper full of writing, and slid it through a small slot at the bottom of the cage, along with the pen.



"Read it, pet, and sign when you're done. And make sure you do it with your full title, and real name.", Lucca demanded.



Marle reluctantly crawled over to the sheet of paper, and began to read.



The paper read, "I hereby renounce my freedom to Mistress Lucca. I pledge, and swear on my family name that I will offer my body and mind to Mistress Lucca whether it be for servitude, or sexual purposes. I will give up any free will, and action and only will do and think as Mistress Lucca commands. I also swear that I will continue my service to Mistress Lucca for as long as she pleases, and will please her whenever Mistress Lucca deems a proper time, no matter where we are, or who we are with.", the slave contract ended with a line for a signature.



Marle felt dizzy as she began to understand what was written on the page before her. She looked up at Lucca from her cage, who looked down at her with a smile, nodding her head. Marle let out a sigh of disgust, and signed the contract, and slid it back through the slot along with the pen.



Lucca promptly picked up the page, and read it over, and signed it as well. The deal was made. Though Marle knew she could easily just disobey the terms of the contract, as all of the towns had laws to nullify slave contracts, she knew that she could not, as Lucca still held the pictures. The contract was nothing but a symbol, symbolizing Marle's forced willingness to sign the contract, and give up her freedom to her Mistress.



"I'll have to get this framed, and hung up on the wall with our new collection. Trust me, pet, there will be lots of beautiful pictures, certificates, and contracts to hang up on the wall in the near future.", Lucca said happily, as she placed the contract back in the envelope, and placed it back in the box, only to start digging through the rest of the contents again.



"Oh... now my favourite part.", Lucca said, as she pulled out a small black box from the larger box, and showed it to Marle. "I'm going to open the cage, and you will come exit, pet, and stand before me. Be warned; although the thought of attacking me, and attempting to kill me may be there, it will not stop the photos from being circulated. I have made copies, and sent them to two very reliable friends of mine. If anything should happen to me, they know exactly what to do.", Lucca said sternly, before unlocking the cage then opening the door.



Marle quietly crawled out, fighting every urge to attack Lucca, knowing that she still had the advantage in her twisted game, then stood up, and looked her in the eye with a look of dissatisfaction and anger in her eye. Lucca giggled at the sight of the naked princess before her, who was trying to be intimidating, but to no avail. Lucca opened the box slowly.



"I made this just for you, my pet.", Lucca said, as she removed a black leather collar from the box, before discarding it. With the collar in hand, she held it up for Marle to look at. The tag on the collar was shaped like a bone, that read 'Nadia. Property of Mistress Lucca'. Feeling very disturbed and scared of the collar, and what it meant, Marle's fear grew even more as she noticed that the collar was designed to be locked in place.



"Well, Nadia, turn around.", Lucca said, and Marle unwillingly obeyed. Lucca quickly reached around Marle, and fastened the collar around her neck; not too tight to cause any harm, but tight enough to prevent any looseness, then fastened and locked it in place. "You may thank me now, Nadia.", Lucca said, with a smile, from behind Marle.



"Thank you, Mistress Lucca.", Marle replied, disgusted with herself.



"You're welcome, pet." Lucca acknowledged with a smile, as Marle still stood still. "Now, there's something you need to learn about that collar you have on. Not only does it represent my ownership over you as my servant, but it also makes sure you obey my every command.", Lucca explained, as she pulled a small remote from cleavage, and pushed the button.



Instantly, violent, and painful shocks were sent through Marle's body, originating from the collar, causing her to scream loudly in agony, and forcing her to her knees. As soon as Lucca released the button, the shocks stopped, and Marle was left on the floor with tears streaming down her face, trying to catch her breath.



"Now... Disobey, and this button will be pushed. I adjusted the shocks so they will cause no permanent physical damage to you. However, mental damage is a possibility. Depending on your disobedience, and how much you defy me, will determine how long I hold down the button for. A swift push of the button will give you a quick, and relatively painless jolt; I will use that for friendly reminders of your place in my presence. Understood?", Lucca explained, in a very serious tone.



"Yes...", Marle said, struggling regain her composure. Lucca swiftly pushed the button again, sending a quick jolt through her body, causing Marle to jump in surprise.



"Yes, Mistress Lucca.", Marle quickly corrected herself.



"Good Nadia. You'll make a lovely pet. Now, I'm sure my sweet little girl is hungry. Let's go get some food.", Lucca stated. At this point, Marle was starving, and no matter how much she hated Lucca, and the situation, she couldn't turn down the chance to eat. She quickly rose to her feet, and moved towards Lucca.



"Nono, pet. Your place isn't with me. On all fours, now.", Lucca demanded.



"What?" Marle asked in confusion, only to get a large jolt from her collar, forcing her to her knees again.



"I guess you need a reminder of your place here.", Lucca said, as she approached the box, and removed a long, black, leather leash. Releasing the button, Lucca allowed Marle to catch her breath, as she attached the leash to a clip on her collar. "You will walk on all fours; pets don't deserve to stand with their owners. I suggest you remember that."



"You've got to be kidding me!" Marle shouted at Lucca, only to get another large jolt, causing her to scream in agony.



"I make the rules, Nadia. I can ruin your life in a heartbeat. I suggest you get used to this treatment, and start obeying me. If you do well, I may reward you for being a good girl.", Lucca said, as she released the button. "Now, are you ready to take your place, pet?"



"Yes, Mistress Lucca..." Marle nodded sadly, as she knew she was defeated for the time being. Lucca nodded back at her, and began to walk, holding the leash, forcing Marle to trail behind on her hands and knees. As Marle was led around the house, she was able to understand why Lucca had bought it for herself; there was absolutely no one to interfere in her plans, and sexual games. Lucca was blessed with privacy that Marle could only dream of at home, but that privacy was now becoming her nightmare.



Lucca led Marle into a massive, and elegant kitchen. It had everything, and more than Marle's castle's kitchen. There was no doubt that Lucca was able to afford it, considering the amount of money she made with the rest of the group on their adventures. Remaining on her hands and knees, Marle could only watch as Lucca poured Cereal into two separate bowls, then lead her back to the table. After placing her own bowl on the table, Lucca placed the second on the floor next to Marle; the bowl was designed like a dog dish, with Marle's name printed across it.



"There you are, cutie.", Lucca smiled, as she patted Marle on the head, yielding a disgruntled sigh from her pet slave. With that, Lucca sat in her chair, and began to eat.



Marle looked down at her cereal, still in a state of confusion and shock. She didn't want to eat, and give Lucca that satisfaction, but she knew that her body was starving for anything. She needed something to keep her going. Sitting on her bare behind, on the cold stone floor, Marle began to pick bits of cereal out of the milk, trying to get as little milk on her fingers as possible, then placing it in her mouth, but was stopped abruptly by a massive shock in her neck. Marle let out a loud, agonized scream in response, and fell on her side.



"Pets don't use their hands to eat, sweetie. I suggest you start digging in, using that pretty little face of yours. You haven't earned the right to eat like a person, yet.", Lucca said calmly, looking down at Marle from her chair. "Now, try it again, and try it now."



Taking in everything that was said, Marle could only shoot a look of disgust in Lucca's direction. Wanting to say something, Marle opened her mouth, only to be stopped by one of the swift 'reminder' jolts. In an effort to avoid another major jolt, Marle repositioned herself on her hands and knees once again, and stared down at her bowl of cereal. Taking a deep breath, Marle leaned down, until her chin made contact with the cold milk, then opened her mouth, taking in as much cereal as possible, making her face very wet. Lucca laughed at the sight, and watched her pet repeat the process several times, until she grabbed her ponytail, yanking upwards, causing her pet to straighten out and yelp in surprise, as milk dribbled from her mouth and chin, and down her chest and bare breasts.



"Now, cutie, I think it's time for dessert.", Lucca said menacingly, as she pulled Marle by the hair and leash until her pet was positioned under the table, earning some groans and cries of pain from her on the way. Lifting her long, black dress slightly, she revealed her pantieless, shaved pussy to Marle, who shyed away in disgust, which earned her a large jolt, causing her to scream yet again. "If you beg to lick and taste your mistress' hot, wet pussy, I may just let you wear clothes for the day. If you don't, I may just send those lovely pictures out, and I'll make sure you pleasure me anyways. I'm sure you know what side of that deal is the better one, hm?"



Marle looked down at the stone floor, as tears began to flow from her eyes once again. "Please... let... let me... lick...", before Marle could finish, she felt a strong tug on her leash.



"That won't do. Look up at me, and ask me. I want you to beg, and I don't this uncertainty. It's either you lick, or everyone on this planet finds out what kind of slut princess they have!"



Knowing that she had no choice, Marle took a deep breath, staring directly at Lucca, with a look of sadness and defeat. "Please, Mistress Lucca, may I lick and taste you?"



"Taste my what? You know what you were told to say! And start referring to yourself in the third person, as my pet. I'm serious about this, and you better be as well. Start over.", Lucca demanded.



With a massive sense of nervousness growing in her chest, Marle swallowed hard. "Please, Mistress Lucca, may your pet lick and taste her Mistresses hot, and wet pussy?", she asked.



"You may, my pet. Keep in mind that this will be the only way you refer to yourself, and me for now on.", Lucca remarked, as she placed pressure on the back of Marle's head, directing her, but not forcing her, towards her exposed pussy, already glistening with wetness.



Marle quickly played through every possible escape in her head, and found none that could save her reputation from Lucca's cruel blackmail. Leaning forward, she was forced to take a long breath of Lucca's scent, which like Ayla's, she find quite unpleasant when not in a state of ectasy herself. As her face made contact with Lucca's flesh, Marle felt darkness surround her as Lucca lowered her dress back down, covering her completely. Forced to work in the dark, Marle began feeling around with her tongue, tasting the thighs of her mistress. She could feel Lucca's legs close tightly, as her tongue made contact with her mistresses wetness. With her head locked in place by her mistresses legs, Marle began to slide her tongue lightly across the lips of the pussy presented to her, trying her best to perform in the dark.



Lucca began to moan loudly, holding Marle's head in place tightly with her locked thighs. She could tell Marle was trying to make swift licks, so she wouldn't taste much, but it felt like teasing to her mistress, something Lucca always found sexy and a turn-on. The small licks would only prolong her pet's humiliation, which was driving Lucca wild with pleasure, as it would ultimately delay an orgasm; afterall, she intended full to make sure that Marle would taste the deep end of her pussy near her climax anyways. Leaning back, and enjoying every sensation, Lucca released loud moans that filled and echoed through the house; she had never been able to relax and let go as she was.



Marle was having no such fun. Her head and neck were quickly becoming sore from the pressure of Lucca's thighs. Unable to move, and not daring to use her arms and hands to attempt to break free, she could only allow the hot fluids of her mistress to dribble and leak down her chin, and occasionally into her mouth. Tears filled her eyes, but she wouldn't allow herself to break down into a sobbing little girl; she wouldn't allow Lucca the pleasure of breaking her. Lucca though, had other ideas planned for later that night, but they would have to wait until her pet was done pleasuring her.



Lucca held her breath, and stopped moaning, in order to hear Marle's slurping and attempts to avoid swallowing the juices leaking from her love tunnel. The sound of Marle trying to lick and breathe for air simultaneously was music to her ears, only fueled her passion, and caused her to grow even wetter. The silence was having the opposite effect on Marle, however, as the sounds she was making became more obvious to herself without Lucca's moans to block them out. She tried her best to stop making any noises, but was not successful, and the awkwardness of the situation put a twisted smile on her mistress' face.



Lucca began to shiver from the sensations being caused my Marle's hot, wet, and very timid tongue. She knew she couldn't hold on much longer, and decided it was time to increase Marle's pace. "You're a very good pussy eater, Marle. You may, and will, plunge your tongue deep into your mistress' pussy now as your reward. Swallow all of my honey, pet, this is my reward to you.", she said, as Marle stopped licking altogether to listen.



Marle had stopped completely, to gather her breath. She knew she had no choice. When she had done this with Ayla, she was in a state of extreme pleasure and delusion, and had lost control of most of her senses. In this situation, however, she was wide awake, and being forced to feel all of it on every scale. With her face and lips being held against Lucca's pussy with her mistress' unusually strong legs, Marle stuck her tongue out once again, and slowly pushed it into the tight, and wet hold before her. Instantly, her mouth became flooded with the juices surrounding the walls of Lucca's pussy, which made her choke slightly in displeasure. Still, she pushed on, until her tongue was as deep as it could go; she had no choice but to allow wave after wave of juices to flow into her open mouth.



"Now, you're not accomplishing much by just doing that, pet. Move that sweet little tongue around. I want to feel it twisting and moving inside of me. Go on.", Lucca said with a smile, which was blocked from Marle's view by her dress, which was conveniently covering her pet's head. She began to massage her breasts, still covered by her dress, as she enjoyed every moment of her pet's actions.



Marle had just gotten as comfortable as she possibly could; by not moving her tongue, she was able to block out most of the taste. The plan was quickly ruined, however, with her new orders. Unwillingly, Marle began to move her tongue as best as she could within her mistress' tight walls. The response came quickly, as her mistress' legs began to squeeze even tighter, and the loud moans began to fill entire room once again. Juices began to pour even faster than before, along Marle's tongue, into her mouth, and down her throat. Suddenly, Lucca's moans elevated into screams, as her body began to tremble violently as she hit her orgasm, causing a massive wave of her fluids to pour from pussy, into Marle's forcefully opened mouth. Marle almost couldn't handle the total amount, and had no choice but to willingly swallow most of it to accomodate the rest. As she caught her breath, she was hit with another one of her mistress' orgasms, and another load of juices. She did her best to handle it as she did the first.



Lucca sat still, with a little sweat streaming down her forehead, as she tried to catch her breath. She could still feel Marle's tongue at work, as she didn't tell her to stop. Reaching down to move her dress aside, she could see Marle still licking madly and trying to catch her breath, avoiding eye contact with her. Grabbing her ponytail, and pulling upwards, Lucca successfully pulled Marle from her pussy, and forced her to look at her.



"I hope you enjoyed your gift my pet. You will be receiving much more of my honey from this point on. You may thank me for my generous gift.", Lucca said, still holding Marle up by the hair."



Marle looked down at the floor, and started to stutter again, "Tha... thank you for letting me.." She was quickly cut off.



"Now, what did we discuss earlier? Look at me while you talk, and don't forget your place!" Lucca said with a tone of anger.



Marle forced her eyes from the stone floor, and looked at Lucca's stern face. "Your pet thanks her mistress for letting her pet lick her mistress' pussy.", she said quietly, knowing she was defeated. She could feel her hair be released, as she was allowed to relax on the floor again.



"You're welcome, pet. Now we have the whooooole day to waste. We're going to have a lot of fun, you and me.", Lucca said with a creepy tone, as she grabbed Marle's leash and dragged her away.



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CHAPTER ADDED: June 5th, 2007, 11:00 PM EST



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