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The day had started out like any other. I had arranged to meet my sister, Sarah, at a small coffee shop in town.
Now aged 52, she had spent the last 14 years home schooling her daughter, and while we were able to meet regularly, it was sometimes difficult to arrange amutually acceptable time. I was pottering around the house doing a few small jobs prior to leaving in around an hour.
The knock at the door came as a shock. I had few visitors, and certainly wasn't expecting any deliveries. Cautiously I opened the door just to peep round the side. I saw two uniformed policeman and a stern, quite masculine looking woman who i took to be a senior officer.
"Police. Can we come in sir?"
I nodded and opened the door. I had no clue what my visitors wanted. My mind was racing. Had I done something wrong? Was I about to be arrested?
"Let's have a seat sir. We have something we need to discuss"
They followed me in to the living room and we sat opposite each other.
"There's no easy way to say this sir, so I'll come straight out with it. We know you are intending to meet with your sister today. We regret to inform you that she has been the target of one of our investigations for a while now. We strongly believe that her failure to engage with the state education system has radicalised her and her daughter. We cannot allow such beliefs to be held in our society. I am telling you this because we intend to arrest your sister and her daughter today."
I stared at them blankly. I didn't know what to say so I merely nodded. The inspector continued.
"We need you to facilitate our capture of these two dangerous women. It is your duty to comply. Contact your sister now, and insist that she brings her daughter with her to your meeting today"
"No" I stammered "I won't betray my sister. And my niece, she's only 18. She's hardly old enough to be held resposible"
"I must inform you sir that failure to comply will be seen as an act of treason. The penalty is death by firing squad. I advise you to reconsider"
I'm not proud of my reaction, but the thought.of being shot certainly focused my mind. I agreed to set up.the meeting. After all, surely they would at worst fine my sister. She hadn't done anything wrong....
I arrived at the cafe 10 minutes early and chose a seat outside, as the inspector had instructed me. Right on time I saw Sarah and her daughter Ellie walking towards me. I had told Sarah that I had a gift for Ellie and I wanted to give her it in person. She had only just had her 18th birthday, so the excuse was plausible. They were laughing together and waved happily when the saw me. I smiled weakly, for I had seen the police enter the street behind them. My sister was small in stature and had short hair which was now mostly grey. Her daughter, blonde and taller than her mother, had a very angular face, and wore thin rimmed glasses.
I was.about to shout a warning, my scruples finally returning, when the pair were set upon by the police, roughly thrown to the ground, handcuffed, then bundled into a waiting van. The look of horror on the two women's faces will live with me for ever. What had I done?
The inspector walked up to me and handed me a piece of paper.
"I don't advise you read that until you've finished your coffee sir" she whispered, then turned and walked.back to the van. It sped off down the road, with the screams of my young niece audible even over the over revved engine.
Slowly I unfolded the note and read what it said.
Sir
Your actions today are in the interests of our nation.
Your sister and daughter have been identified as dangerous degenerate members of society.
They have been detained pending trial for sedition and radical thought.
Their trial has been scheduled for tomorrow morning, thereafter a verdict and sentence will be pronounced. You will be able to visit them only after the trial is completed. We will contact you to inform you of how this will be arranged.
Your country thanks you again for your cooperation.
I was shaking as I finished my coffee and then, folding the note and pushing it into my pocket, I paid my bill and returned home.
It was 2pm the next day when I reviewed the phone call
"Sir. Your sister and niece have been convicted of their crimes after a fair and just trial. We would advise you to attend Hopemarsh Prison at 9 am tomorrow morning if you wish to see them before their sentence is carried out. Further details will be given to you then. Goodbye"
The phone went dead. I was shaking. What did they mean "carried out" That sounded very odd. I am prone to over thinking, so I knew I had to just distracted myself. I'd know the answer tomorrow. I just had to wait.
The day dawned, I was up with the sun. I hadn't really slept in truth. I showered, got dressed and set out in my car for the prison, roughly a 30 minute drive. I arrived early, and made my way to the prison reception desk.
Behind it sat a young women, not much older than my niece it appeared. I explained that I had come to see my sister and her daughter. She smiled, but with no real emotion.
"Those two are being held in the last mile wing. Follow the signs for the end of the line cells - it's the black arrows"
I looked at the sign above her head. The sign for the end of the line cells pointed left. I followed and walked down a corridor brightly lit with artificial light, no artwork of decoration livened up the bare, iintimidating walls.
At the end of the corridor I reached another desk. I explained again the purpose of my visit. A young man this time asked me to wait, then picked up the telephone.
"Hello Ma'am. This us reception"
"Yes he's here"
"No I've not told him"
"OK I'll send him down"
He nodded towards an open door andni went through it. I was soon met by the familiar form of the inspector.
"Hello sir, this way please"
I followed and she led me to a row of cells, the last of which contained Sarah and Ellie. They both sat on the floor, holding each other and crying loudly. They were wearing just a white vest and knickers.
"GET UP SCUM. VISITOR" screamed the inspector.
They both stood up slowly and walked towards me. I could see they had both been crying for a good while, and their tops were both stained with snot and tears.
"Hi David" my sister croaked. "I can't believe this. Can you help us? Call a lawyer, anyone, please "
"What exactly is happenjng" I asked.
"They haven't told you? Someone has grassed us up for teaching Ellie about things the governemnt doesnt approve of. They say we are dangerous. They found us guilty of treason! They are going to kill us David. Both of us. Help us "
I looked.in desperation at the inspector. She smiled visiously.
"That's right. Two guilty bitches. They've been sentenced to death. And here's the fun bit sir. To prove you are not influenced by them, you are to be their executioner. You get to choose how they die, when they die and you will dispatch them. And, take my advice here, the more brutal degrading and painful you make it,the less chance of us thinking you have any sympathy for them or their cause. You have only 10 minutes and then we need you to choose your method, and when you wish to carry it out"
I mentioned earlier that shopping my sister and ellie to the authorities was not my finest hour. Well, is surpassed myself in this moment.
Growing up around my sister had led me to fantasise about her naked body. She had really large tits for such a small girl, and apart from the occasional glance down her top id never seen them. And as for her young daughter, well any red blooded male would be interested in seeing her charms.
My thought process went as follows...
You have no choice
They will kill you if you don't play along
You've always been slightly aroused by hangings in films etc
You've always wanted to see your sister naked
If her mother dies it's only fair Ellie doesn't have to live without her
It's definitely a way of showing loyalty to the country
"I've decided. I want them to hang. I want them both to be naked, and I want them to die slow."
The inspector smiled.
"That's excellent. Do you have any prefer for when you would like to execute your sister and her daughter?"
I thought. I doubted they would allow a delay of more than a couple of days. And I had paid to park for a whole day!
"Can I do it now?" I asked. Is that possible?
"Tell us what you have in mind"
I explained and the inspector nodded and grinned.
"We need 3 hours to get everything and everyone ready. I'll let you break the news! They will both die at 1pm"
I nodded. Slowly I walked back to the cell. Sarah walkedup to the bars, seeing my face I think she realised it wasn't good news. I took a deep breath and explained what was about to happen. She gasped the reached through the bars and slapped my face.
"Bitch" I thought."I'm in an impossible position her. Yet she makes out I am being cruel"
My mind hardened at that moment. I convinced myself that she deserved her punishment,that she was a danger to society. And funnily, once I began to believe her guilt. I became more and more excited about execution her, and her daughter. I felt a tingling in my groin as I told her exactly how I was going to kill her and Ellie, what they would be wearing, who would be watching, and how long they would take to die. She screamed, then ran back to her daughter and held her tight. The countdown had begun.
10 am. 3 hours until execution
I was instructed to check the gallows. There was a large wooden crosshead.above a platform.onlu about 18 inches off the floor. The only other item was an upturned bucket. I asked about the lack of a second noose. Budget cuts allowed only for one. Only one bucket? Same reply. A trapdoor? The regular joiner was on sick leave. I had to improvise.
10.30 am.
2.5 hours until execution. I checked the list of those subpoenad to attend. All of my family would be there. Including my wife and daughter. Only one year older than Ellie. I wasn't sure I could hang them in front of all these family members, but I didn't have a choice
11 am.
2 hours until execution
I was told to return to the cell and begin to get the two poor women ready for their hanging. I instructed them both to take a shower then change into their.clothes for their last walk. Sarah had chosen a pair of loose fitting dungarees over a blue t shirt. As always she wore no bra. Ellie dressed herself in legging and a hooded top.
12.am
1 hour until execution
The crowd had begun to gather in the prison yard. I saw my wife and daughter in the front row, along with Sarah's husband. A prison guard was on the platform testing the strength of the noose, and making crude jokes to the audience.
12.50.
10 minutes until execution
I opened the cell door and explained to the two unfortunate women that it was time for them to die. Ellie began to scream, but the two guards who accompanied me grabbed her and dragged her outside. He mother, attempting to remain defiant, walked out slowly in front of me.
12.55
5 minutes until execution
We reached the platform and myself and my two condemned relatives climbed up. The crowd hushed. I had to say something
"These two women are guilty. Our laws require punishment. I have chosen to hang them now infront of you all. It is time. Ellie, step forward.
Ellie screamed again, theen looked helplessly at her mother. I shouted.
"Take off your clothes Ellie. You will leave the world how you entered. Screaming and naked.
I undid her handcuffs, and she slowly began to undress. She had a cute body under her baggy top. Her small breasts were pert, with nipples erect either from excitement or cold. She had obviously shaved her pussy recently, as only a small patch of stubble was visible on her mound.
I refastened her cuffs behind her back and positioned her under the noose.i grabbed the bucket and placed it in front of her, before forcing her to step up.
She was sobbing now, slightly more accepting of her iminent fate. I grabbed the noose and forced it roughly over her head, tightening it around her neck so roughly she gave out a yelp in shock.
I let her stand there, naked and terrified until the clock ticked up to 1pm.
"GET ON WITH IT, WEVE COME TO SEE HER DIE,NOT SNIVLE" yelled her father! I noticed he had one hand deep in his trouser pocket. Dirty bastard!
"Ellie. It's time" I said. And as she let out one final scream I kicked the bucket from beneath her. She fell merely centimetres before the noose tightened and she began to hang. Straight away she began to struggle, her arms trying desperately to escape the cuffs so.she could reach the noose. Her legs kicked wildly, and yhe crowd in the front row got a spectacular view of her 18 year old pussy.
Her face began to take on a bright red hue, and her attempts at breathing became more panicked. 2 minutes in, to a great cheer.from the crowd, she lifted up her legs and released her bladder with a loud splash into the bucket I had placed the correct way up under her twitching body. When she finished missing she let out a loud, resounding fart then hung almost still, only slight twitches revealing that she was not yet quite dead.
I called Sarah forward. She was struck dumb by what she had just witnessed. Her only daughter hanged infront of her, and her knowing she was next.
I told her to strip and she began in a resigned way to remove her clothing.
For 53, she had quite a good body. She wasn't too fat, and her breasts, though sagging from 3 years of breastfeeding, were large and full. Her pussy was much hairier than her daughters, with a few grey pubes mixed in with the dark brown.
As there was only one noose, I instructed the now naked Sarah to lift her daughters corpse up while i undid the rope from her neck. I threw Ellies dead.body onto the floor and began the process of noosing her mother.
It is here I feel I must admit. I was turned on. I'd loved watching my niece strangle, but the thought of watching her mother, my sister, choking in a noose while her big tits bounced, made me hard as a rock. I emptied the bucket of her daughters piss, then made her stand on it, tightening the noose. I whispered I. Her ear
"Put on a good show Sarah. There's a crowd here to see you die. Try to have some dignity, and not piss yourself like your whore daugher"
I laughed, and ran my hand over her body, tweaking her nipples. She yelped in pain but was cut off as I kicked the bucket. The rope caught her and tightened, cutting off her air supply. She had obviously planned to die with as much dignity as possible, and had taken a deep breath before she hanged. She hung still for 30 seconds before her body forced her to try and breath. Of course she could not. Panic set in. She desperatly began to kick and thrash. Her large jugs bounced uncontrollably. I could see how her neck was beginning to stretch, and her face went from crimson to blue. Her tongue poked from her mouth, and in her panic she bit right through it. The huge stream of piss that gushed from her pussy was the signal that she was done.
I left her hanging. Someone else would cut her down I was sure. As it turned to leave I noticed her husband climb onto the stage. I'm sure he just wanted to say a last goodbye - although his hand remained still deep in his trouser pocket.
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The day had started out like any other. I had arranged to meet my sister, Sarah, at a small coffee shop in town.
Now aged 52, she had spent the last 14 years home schooling her daughter, and while we were able to meet regularly, it was sometimes difficult to arrange amutually acceptable time. I was pottering around the house doing a few small jobs prior to leaving in around an hour.
The knock at the door came as a shock. I had few visitors, and certainly wasn't expecting any deliveries. Cautiously I opened the door just to peep round the side. I saw two uniformed policeman and a stern, quite masculine looking woman who i took to be a senior officer.
"Police. Can we come in sir?"
I nodded and opened the door. I had no clue what my visitors wanted. My mind was racing. Had I done something wrong? Was I about to be arrested?
"Let's have a seat sir. We have something we need to discuss"
They followed me in to the living room and we sat opposite each other.
"There's no easy way to say this sir, so I'll come straight out with it. We know you are intending to meet with your sister today. We regret to inform you that she has been the target of one of our investigations for a while now. We strongly believe that her failure to engage with the state education system has radicalised her and her daughter. We cannot allow such beliefs to be held in our society. I am telling you this because we intend to arrest your sister and her daughter today."
I stared at them blankly. I didn't know what to say so I merely nodded. The inspector continued.
"We need you to facilitate our capture of these two dangerous women. It is your duty to comply. Contact your sister now, and insist that she brings her daughter with her to your meeting today"
"No" I stammered "I won't betray my sister. And my niece, she's only 18. She's hardly old enough to be held resposible"
"I must inform you sir that failure to comply will be seen as an act of treason. The penalty is death by firing squad. I advise you to reconsider"
I'm not proud of my reaction, but the thought.of being shot certainly focused my mind. I agreed to set up.the meeting. After all, surely they would at worst fine my sister. She hadn't done anything wrong....
I arrived at the cafe 10 minutes early and chose a seat outside, as the inspector had instructed me. Right on time I saw Sarah and her daughter Ellie walking towards me. I had told Sarah that I had a gift for Ellie and I wanted to give her it in person. She had only just had her 18th birthday, so the excuse was plausible. They were laughing together and waved happily when the saw me. I smiled weakly, for I had seen the police enter the street behind them. My sister was small in stature and had short hair which was now mostly grey. Her daughter, blonde and taller than her mother, had a very angular face, and wore thin rimmed glasses.
I was.about to shout a warning, my scruples finally returning, when the pair were set upon by the police, roughly thrown to the ground, handcuffed, then bundled into a waiting van. The look of horror on the two women's faces will live with me for ever. What had I done?
The inspector walked up to me and handed me a piece of paper.
"I don't advise you read that until you've finished your coffee sir" she whispered, then turned and walked.back to the van. It sped off down the road, with the screams of my young niece audible even over the over revved engine.
Slowly I unfolded the note and read what it said.
Sir
Your actions today are in the interests of our nation.
Your sister and daughter have been identified as dangerous degenerate members of society.
They have been detained pending trial for sedition and radical thought.
Their trial has been scheduled for tomorrow morning, thereafter a verdict and sentence will be pronounced. You will be able to visit them only after the trial is completed. We will contact you to inform you of how this will be arranged.
Your country thanks you again for your cooperation.
I was shaking as I finished my coffee and then, folding the note and pushing it into my pocket, I paid my bill and returned home.
It was 2pm the next day when I reviewed the phone call
"Sir. Your sister and niece have been convicted of their crimes after a fair and just trial. We would advise you to attend Hopemarsh Prison at 9 am tomorrow morning if you wish to see them before their sentence is carried out. Further details will be given to you then. Goodbye"
The phone went dead. I was shaking. What did they mean "carried out" That sounded very odd. I am prone to over thinking, so I knew I had to just distracted myself. I'd know the answer tomorrow. I just had to wait.
The day dawned, I was up with the sun. I hadn't really slept in truth. I showered, got dressed and set out in my car for the prison, roughly a 30 minute drive. I arrived early, and made my way to the prison reception desk.
Behind it sat a young women, not much older than my niece it appeared. I explained that I had come to see my sister and her daughter. She smiled, but with no real emotion.
"Those two are being held in the last mile wing. Follow the signs for the end of the line cells - it's the black arrows"
I looked at the sign above her head. The sign for the end of the line cells pointed left. I followed and walked down a corridor brightly lit with artificial light, no artwork of decoration livened up the bare, iintimidating walls.
At the end of the corridor I reached another desk. I explained again the purpose of my visit. A young man this time asked me to wait, then picked up the telephone.
"Hello Ma'am. This us reception"
"Yes he's here"
"No I've not told him"
"OK I'll send him down"
He nodded towards an open door andni went through it. I was soon met by the familiar form of the inspector.
"Hello sir, this way please"
I followed and she led me to a row of cells, the last of which contained Sarah and Ellie. They both sat on the floor, holding each other and crying loudly. They were wearing just a white vest and knickers.
"GET UP SCUM. VISITOR" screamed the inspector.
They both stood up slowly and walked towards me. I could see they had both been crying for a good while, and their tops were both stained with snot and tears.
"Hi David" my sister croaked. "I can't believe this. Can you help us? Call a lawyer, anyone, please "
"What exactly is happenjng" I asked.
"They haven't told you? Someone has grassed us up for teaching Ellie about things the governemnt doesnt approve of. They say we are dangerous. They found us guilty of treason! They are going to kill us David. Both of us. Help us "
I looked.in desperation at the inspector. She smiled visiously.
"That's right. Two guilty bitches. They've been sentenced to death. And here's the fun bit sir. To prove you are not influenced by them, you are to be their executioner. You get to choose how they die, when they die and you will dispatch them. And, take my advice here, the more brutal degrading and painful you make it,the less chance of us thinking you have any sympathy for them or their cause. You have only 10 minutes and then we need you to choose your method, and when you wish to carry it out"
I mentioned earlier that shopping my sister and ellie to the authorities was not my finest hour. Well, is surpassed myself in this moment.
Growing up around my sister had led me to fantasise about her naked body. She had really large tits for such a small girl, and apart from the occasional glance down her top id never seen them. And as for her young daughter, well any red blooded male would be interested in seeing her charms.
My thought process went as follows...
You have no choice
They will kill you if you don't play along
You've always been slightly aroused by hangings in films etc
You've always wanted to see your sister naked
If her mother dies it's only fair Ellie doesn't have to live without her
It's definitely a way of showing loyalty to the country
"I've decided. I want them to hang. I want them both to be naked, and I want them to die slow."
The inspector smiled.
"That's excellent. Do you have any prefer for when you would like to execute your sister and her daughter?"
I thought. I doubted they would allow a delay of more than a couple of days. And I had paid to park for a whole day!
"Can I do it now?" I asked. Is that possible?
"Tell us what you have in mind"
I explained and the inspector nodded and grinned.
"We need 3 hours to get everything and everyone ready. I'll let you break the news! They will both die at 1pm"
I nodded. Slowly I walked back to the cell. Sarah walkedup to the bars, seeing my face I think she realised it wasn't good news. I took a deep breath and explained what was about to happen. She gasped the reached through the bars and slapped my face.
"Bitch" I thought."I'm in an impossible position her. Yet she makes out I am being cruel"
My mind hardened at that moment. I convinced myself that she deserved her punishment,that she was a danger to society. And funnily, once I began to believe her guilt. I became more and more excited about execution her, and her daughter. I felt a tingling in my groin as I told her exactly how I was going to kill her and Ellie, what they would be wearing, who would be watching, and how long they would take to die. She screamed, then ran back to her daughter and held her tight. The countdown had begun.
10 am. 3 hours until execution
I was instructed to check the gallows. There was a large wooden crosshead.above a platform.onlu about 18 inches off the floor. The only other item was an upturned bucket. I asked about the lack of a second noose. Budget cuts allowed only for one. Only one bucket? Same reply. A trapdoor? The regular joiner was on sick leave. I had to improvise.
10.30 am.
2.5 hours until execution. I checked the list of those subpoenad to attend. All of my family would be there. Including my wife and daughter. Only one year older than Ellie. I wasn't sure I could hang them in front of all these family members, but I didn't have a choice
11 am.
2 hours until execution
I was told to return to the cell and begin to get the two poor women ready for their hanging. I instructed them both to take a shower then change into their.clothes for their last walk. Sarah had chosen a pair of loose fitting dungarees over a blue t shirt. As always she wore no bra. Ellie dressed herself in legging and a hooded top.
12.am
1 hour until execution
The crowd had begun to gather in the prison yard. I saw my wife and daughter in the front row, along with Sarah's husband. A prison guard was on the platform testing the strength of the noose, and making crude jokes to the audience.
12.50.
10 minutes until execution
I opened the cell door and explained to the two unfortunate women that it was time for them to die. Ellie began to scream, but the two guards who accompanied me grabbed her and dragged her outside. He mother, attempting to remain defiant, walked out slowly in front of me.
12.55
5 minutes until execution
We reached the platform and myself and my two condemned relatives climbed up. The crowd hushed. I had to say something
"These two women are guilty. Our laws require punishment. I have chosen to hang them now infront of you all. It is time. Ellie, step forward.
Ellie screamed again, theen looked helplessly at her mother. I shouted.
"Take off your clothes Ellie. You will leave the world how you entered. Screaming and naked.
I undid her handcuffs, and she slowly began to undress. She had a cute body under her baggy top. Her small breasts were pert, with nipples erect either from excitement or cold. She had obviously shaved her pussy recently, as only a small patch of stubble was visible on her mound.
I refastened her cuffs behind her back and positioned her under the noose.i grabbed the bucket and placed it in front of her, before forcing her to step up.
She was sobbing now, slightly more accepting of her iminent fate. I grabbed the noose and forced it roughly over her head, tightening it around her neck so roughly she gave out a yelp in shock.
I let her stand there, naked and terrified until the clock ticked up to 1pm.
"GET ON WITH IT, WEVE COME TO SEE HER DIE,NOT SNIVLE" yelled her father! I noticed he had one hand deep in his trouser pocket. Dirty bastard!
"Ellie. It's time" I said. And as she let out one final scream I kicked the bucket from beneath her. She fell merely centimetres before the noose tightened and she began to hang. Straight away she began to struggle, her arms trying desperately to escape the cuffs so.she could reach the noose. Her legs kicked wildly, and yhe crowd in the front row got a spectacular view of her 18 year old pussy.
Her face began to take on a bright red hue, and her attempts at breathing became more panicked. 2 minutes in, to a great cheer.from the crowd, she lifted up her legs and released her bladder with a loud splash into the bucket I had placed the correct way up under her twitching body. When she finished missing she let out a loud, resounding fart then hung almost still, only slight twitches revealing that she was not yet quite dead.
I called Sarah forward. She was struck dumb by what she had just witnessed. Her only daughter hanged infront of her, and her knowing she was next.
I told her to strip and she began in a resigned way to remove her clothing.
For 53, she had quite a good body. She wasn't too fat, and her breasts, though sagging from 3 years of breastfeeding, were large and full. Her pussy was much hairier than her daughters, with a few grey pubes mixed in with the dark brown.
As there was only one noose, I instructed the now naked Sarah to lift her daughters corpse up while i undid the rope from her neck. I threw Ellies dead.body onto the floor and began the process of noosing her mother.
It is here I feel I must admit. I was turned on. I'd loved watching my niece strangle, but the thought of watching her mother, my sister, choking in a noose while her big tits bounced, made me hard as a rock. I emptied the bucket of her daughters piss, then made her stand on it, tightening the noose. I whispered I. Her ear
"Put on a good show Sarah. There's a crowd here to see you die. Try to have some dignity, and not piss yourself like your whore daugher"
I laughed, and ran my hand over her body, tweaking her nipples. She yelped in pain but was cut off as I kicked the bucket. The rope caught her and tightened, cutting off her air supply. She had obviously planned to die with as much dignity as possible, and had taken a deep breath before she hanged. She hung still for 30 seconds before her body forced her to try and breath. Of course she could not. Panic set in. She desperatly began to kick and thrash. Her large jugs bounced uncontrollably. I could see how her neck was beginning to stretch, and her face went from crimson to blue. Her tongue poked from her mouth, and in her panic she bit right through it. The huge stream of piss that gushed from her pussy was the signal that she was done.
I left her hanging. Someone else would cut her down I was sure. As it turned to leave I noticed her husband climb onto the stage. I'm sure he just wanted to say a last goodbye - although his hand remained still deep in his trouser pocket.
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