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Dinner at Cassie’s
- Thread starter thehangingtree
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Cassie Thrower is in her mid-twenties in spring of 2053. She is a pretty woman that would be considered prime meat on the ‘cooked meat’ market.
She and her boyfriend, Todd, often joke about how good Cassie would look as part of a real dinner instead of just a sexy, tasty sample while they are having sex.
Cassie would joke that Todd would bust his balls to really eat her instead of just licking her cunt.
By 2053, women served as dinner has become quite popular, both for the diners and the dinee. No longer could a woman simple sign up and be cooked, she must apply to be chosen in a lottery. Feeling bold one day, Cassie sent in her application. Several months passed and Cassie had forgotten she had sent in the application. Then one day she receives a special delivery letter. Curious what it could be about, Cassie sat at her desk and opened the envelope. The letter bore the fateful news…
Dear Ms. Cassandra Thrower,
We are pleased to announce you have been selected as a Prime Meat Contender! A selection by our judges will happen this Saturday morning. Make sure you attend because even if you are not selected as our annual ‘Prime Meat’, you will enjoy our preparation that will ready you to be one of ten women grilled to perfection that day!”
Cassie stares at the letter and whispers ‘Damn, I’m going to be Todd’s dinner this Saturday!’
Cassie could be the live barbeque of the year!!!
She and her boyfriend, Todd, often joke about how good Cassie would look as part of a real dinner instead of just a sexy, tasty sample while they are having sex.
Cassie would joke that Todd would bust his balls to really eat her instead of just licking her cunt.
By 2053, women served as dinner has become quite popular, both for the diners and the dinee. No longer could a woman simple sign up and be cooked, she must apply to be chosen in a lottery. Feeling bold one day, Cassie sent in her application. Several months passed and Cassie had forgotten she had sent in the application. Then one day she receives a special delivery letter. Curious what it could be about, Cassie sat at her desk and opened the envelope. The letter bore the fateful news…
Dear Ms. Cassandra Thrower,
We are pleased to announce you have been selected as a Prime Meat Contender! A selection by our judges will happen this Saturday morning. Make sure you attend because even if you are not selected as our annual ‘Prime Meat’, you will enjoy our preparation that will ready you to be one of ten women grilled to perfection that day!”
Cassie stares at the letter and whispers ‘Damn, I’m going to be Todd’s dinner this Saturday!’
Cassie could be the live barbeque of the year!!!
Cassie waited till Todd got off work Friday evening to break the news to him. He was hardly surprised as he had received a letter from the Dolcett Barbeque shop congratulating him on Cassie’s selection as a Prime Meat candidate. He said “I thought you might skip the contest since you’d either be hanged then barbequed or you’ll be live spitted and start cooking while you are still alive.”
Cassie was somewhat pissed that Todd would even think that. She angrily (but with more than a bit of pride) says “You think I would let some other bitch win the contest because I backed out?”
“So it’s my last night alive. Can you make it one I won’t forget while I’m roasting over the fire?” Cassie asks as she looks at his cock growing in his jeans.
Todd helps undress Cassie, promising her he will give her the best night of her soon to end life.
Now naked, Cassie sucks Todd’s cock, making his penis a monstrous hard-on.
Cassie and Todd fuck the night away with no regard for the passing hours.
As daylight breaks, Cassie gives Todd the last blowjob she would give him.
She doesn’t swallow, coyly saying “I’m the meal today.”
With unhidden excitement, Todd drives Cassie to the Dolcett Barbeque shop. It is still early in the morning but there is much to do before Cassie’s contest and, even if she doesn’t win, it still will take hours to cook her to perfection.
Cassie was somewhat pissed that Todd would even think that. She angrily (but with more than a bit of pride) says “You think I would let some other bitch win the contest because I backed out?”
“So it’s my last night alive. Can you make it one I won’t forget while I’m roasting over the fire?” Cassie asks as she looks at his cock growing in his jeans.
Todd helps undress Cassie, promising her he will give her the best night of her soon to end life.
Now naked, Cassie sucks Todd’s cock, making his penis a monstrous hard-on.
Cassie and Todd fuck the night away with no regard for the passing hours.
As daylight breaks, Cassie gives Todd the last blowjob she would give him.
She doesn’t swallow, coyly saying “I’m the meal today.”
With unhidden excitement, Todd drives Cassie to the Dolcett Barbeque shop. It is still early in the morning but there is much to do before Cassie’s contest and, even if she doesn’t win, it still will take hours to cook her to perfection.
Being tied to a spit and slowly rotating over an open fire really excites me. A sexy peril.A bit of Tree’s own brand of tongue in cheek fractured history on display here. Outrageous, but quite entertaining.
The woman selected for the Dolcett Barbeque are chosen solely by the quality of their meat bodies. Their personalities really don’t matter as soon they will be cooked.
You might think judging women by their bodies is somewhat demeaning, but the finalists only want to be selected as Dolcett’s ‘Prime Meat’ for the year.
Todd drops Cassie of at the reception area and goes to the waiting area. There the men (and women) can watch on a large screen TV as their woman compete to be chosen as the ‘Prime Meat’ Cow of the Year without influencing the judging.
Cassie is surprised to see an old friend of hers is a finalist in the competition. She warmly greets Karen and says “I didn’t know I’d be competing against you!”
Karen is less enthused and says “Damn, Cassie, they might as well hang me now! There is no way you aren’t going to win the ‘Prime Meat’ contest.”
Cassie pulls her hair up and coos “You are being too kind! You are a fine piece of meat yourself!”
The pair go to the reception desk to sign in. Another woman is there escorted by her boyfriend. The receptionist sternly tells him he must go to the waiting area. Cassie looks the woman over and thinks she too is fine meat and she may have some competition.
The contestants are brought to the staging room and told to undress as they will be judged solely on their bodies and not by how well they dressed. As Cassie and Karen disrobe they look about at the other contestants and realize they are competing against a fine bevy of women.
As Cassie pulls of her panties, she sees there are several women that could win the ‘Prime Meat’ contest.
‘I’m going to have to be damn lucky to win this thing’ she thinks, completely ignoring if she does win she will be skewered and barbequed alive if she does win.
The contest is over (to view it you must subscribe to CCTV, the Crux Chronicle Television channel). The women are brought back to the waiting area. Half are dressed and the others are still naked. A moderator comes into the room and announces the nude women finished in the lower half of the contest. Most go willingly to the Dolcett gallows room where they will be mercifully hanged before they are barbequed. Cassie and Karen look at the last naked woman to leave, comforted by the fact they are still in the running to be selected as the ‘Prime Meat’!
Time passed and of the remaining five, only Cassie and Karen are left, one will join the others to be hanged before she is cook. The other will be skewered alive and placed over the barbeque to breathe her last as she cooks over the fire.
Cassie and Katen hug each other as they wait to find which of them will be selected the ‘Prime Meat’ cow…
You might think judging women by their bodies is somewhat demeaning, but the finalists only want to be selected as Dolcett’s ‘Prime Meat’ for the year.
Todd drops Cassie of at the reception area and goes to the waiting area. There the men (and women) can watch on a large screen TV as their woman compete to be chosen as the ‘Prime Meat’ Cow of the Year without influencing the judging.
Cassie is surprised to see an old friend of hers is a finalist in the competition. She warmly greets Karen and says “I didn’t know I’d be competing against you!”
Karen is less enthused and says “Damn, Cassie, they might as well hang me now! There is no way you aren’t going to win the ‘Prime Meat’ contest.”
Cassie pulls her hair up and coos “You are being too kind! You are a fine piece of meat yourself!”
The pair go to the reception desk to sign in. Another woman is there escorted by her boyfriend. The receptionist sternly tells him he must go to the waiting area. Cassie looks the woman over and thinks she too is fine meat and she may have some competition.
The contestants are brought to the staging room and told to undress as they will be judged solely on their bodies and not by how well they dressed. As Cassie and Karen disrobe they look about at the other contestants and realize they are competing against a fine bevy of women.
As Cassie pulls of her panties, she sees there are several women that could win the ‘Prime Meat’ contest.
‘I’m going to have to be damn lucky to win this thing’ she thinks, completely ignoring if she does win she will be skewered and barbequed alive if she does win.
The contest is over (to view it you must subscribe to CCTV, the Crux Chronicle Television channel). The women are brought back to the waiting area. Half are dressed and the others are still naked. A moderator comes into the room and announces the nude women finished in the lower half of the contest. Most go willingly to the Dolcett gallows room where they will be mercifully hanged before they are barbequed. Cassie and Karen look at the last naked woman to leave, comforted by the fact they are still in the running to be selected as the ‘Prime Meat’!
Time passed and of the remaining five, only Cassie and Karen are left, one will join the others to be hanged before she is cook. The other will be skewered alive and placed over the barbeque to breathe her last as she cooks over the fire.
Cassie and Katen hug each other as they wait to find which of them will be selected the ‘Prime Meat’ cow…
Attachments
The announcer stands before the two women and the Crux Chronicle camera and states “…and the 2053 winner of the Dolett ‘Prime Meat’ contest is Cassie Thrower!”
Unlike most other contests, the two finalists must be cooked and work has just begun for the staff of Dolcett’s Barbeque. A worker swiftly handcuffs Karen’s hands behind her back and prepares to take her to the Dolcett gallows where she will be hanged with the other top finalists in the contest prior to being barbequed.
Karen screams “Damn it, Cassie, you get spitted and cooked alive and I’m just going to be another dead cow over a barbeque!”
With her hands cuffed behind her back, Karen is taken to the gallows where (honestly, mercifully) she will be hanged to death before she is barbecued.
Once in the gallows room, Karen is helped onto her stool so she is high enough for her neck to reach the noose.
The other women, already wearing the noose that will end their lives react in various ways from sobbing at the life is about to end by being hanged to mocking Karen, making sure she knows finishing second in the contest is no better that the fifth-place woman’s fate.
The women are hanged one at a time with the fifth-place woman hanged first and working their way up to Karen. As it turns out, Cassie is led past the gallows on her way to her preparation. Karen angrily hollers out “Make the bitch watch me hang! Let her know how it is to finish second!”
Cassie, not a subscriber to Crux Chronicle TV, has never seen a person hanged before. Somewhat meekly she asks if she can watch Karen’s hanging before they proceed to the preparation room for her own…
The staff member can’t see the harm in Cassie taking a few minutes to watch Karen’s hanging. Cassie is startled when Karen screams as she is jerked off her stool.
As mentioned, hanging the women before they are cooked is said to be merciful, but the few minutes Karen bucks as she is hanged by her neck feels like hours to Cassie.
It takes Karen just over two minutes to choke to death as she is hanged by her neck. A generous pee streams from her limp body.
Cassie walks up to Karen and touches her still warm body. Curiously she asks “Is she finished?”
A staff member puts his hand on Cassie’s shoulder and says “She’s dead but hardly ready to be eaten. She still has to be cooked.”
He grabs Cassie and says “Of course, she won’t feel a bit of that. You will get to feel the spit pushed through you and feel the fire under you before you are roasted.”
“Now let’s get you to the display room” he says with a cold sternness…
Unlike most other contests, the two finalists must be cooked and work has just begun for the staff of Dolcett’s Barbeque. A worker swiftly handcuffs Karen’s hands behind her back and prepares to take her to the Dolcett gallows where she will be hanged with the other top finalists in the contest prior to being barbequed.
Karen screams “Damn it, Cassie, you get spitted and cooked alive and I’m just going to be another dead cow over a barbeque!”
With her hands cuffed behind her back, Karen is taken to the gallows where (honestly, mercifully) she will be hanged to death before she is barbecued.
Once in the gallows room, Karen is helped onto her stool so she is high enough for her neck to reach the noose.
The other women, already wearing the noose that will end their lives react in various ways from sobbing at the life is about to end by being hanged to mocking Karen, making sure she knows finishing second in the contest is no better that the fifth-place woman’s fate.
The women are hanged one at a time with the fifth-place woman hanged first and working their way up to Karen. As it turns out, Cassie is led past the gallows on her way to her preparation. Karen angrily hollers out “Make the bitch watch me hang! Let her know how it is to finish second!”
Cassie, not a subscriber to Crux Chronicle TV, has never seen a person hanged before. Somewhat meekly she asks if she can watch Karen’s hanging before they proceed to the preparation room for her own…
The staff member can’t see the harm in Cassie taking a few minutes to watch Karen’s hanging. Cassie is startled when Karen screams as she is jerked off her stool.
As mentioned, hanging the women before they are cooked is said to be merciful, but the few minutes Karen bucks as she is hanged by her neck feels like hours to Cassie.
It takes Karen just over two minutes to choke to death as she is hanged by her neck. A generous pee streams from her limp body.
Cassie walks up to Karen and touches her still warm body. Curiously she asks “Is she finished?”
A staff member puts his hand on Cassie’s shoulder and says “She’s dead but hardly ready to be eaten. She still has to be cooked.”
He grabs Cassie and says “Of course, she won’t feel a bit of that. You will get to feel the spit pushed through you and feel the fire under you before you are roasted.”
“Now let’s get you to the display room” he says with a cold sternness…
One could say it has been a strange day for Cassie Thrower. She and nine other women have been in the Dolcett ‘Prime Meat’ contest and have been broadcast worldwide naked on Crux Chronicle TV as their bodies were judged as to who would be the human cow of 2053. Cassie won the contest but the grand prize is being spitted and placed over the fire to be roasted to death as she is cooked.
She has seen the top runners-up, including her friend Karen, hanged to death before her so that they are not barbequed alive. And then the staff member tells her “Now let’s get you to the display room.” Cassie is somewhat hesitant to go into the display room. It is not the thought of having a spit shoved through her body but that it will be shown live on CCTV.
Cassie looks back at her escort and asks “Must I be nude when I go in there?”
“I’ve never seen a prime meat woman get skewered and barbequed wear any clothes” he replies.
He points Cassie into the display room where she is met by an equally nude woman. Cassie asks if the woman is going to put the spit through her. The woman laughs “No, silly, we have professionals to do that! And you might be comforted to know they have never lost a cow when she is spitted! Now have a seat.”
Cassie sits down an wonders what it will feel like having a metal pole shoved in her ass and through her body.
A much better dressed woman walks in and checks her folder. She glances up at Cassie and says “Congratulations, Ms. Thrower, for being selected Dolcett Barbecue’s ‘Prime Meat’ cow of the year. Please go in the adjoining room.”
Cassie steps into the room and is surprised to see a horde of people outside the window. She covers herself and turns away from the window.
“I wasn’t excepting a crowd out there” she exclaims.
Don’t be shy. They have come to see you barbequed. What else did you expect from a place called the display room. Slowly Cassie turns to face the crowd.
She turns to look at the woman when she is told that they seem to approve of her selection. She woman admonishes Cassie saying “They paid good money to see you! Turn around and show them your face!”
As Cassie turns to face the crowd outside, a staff member walks in carrying the spit that she will be mounted on and barbequed riding it. Forgetting the watching crowd, Cassie turns to the man, cups her breasts, and says “I’ve got to know. Are these what won the contest?”
With professional indifference, he cups one of Cassie’s breasts, jabs it with a probe, and calmly says “They are fine tits that certainly didn’t hurt your judging!”
“Now hop up on the table. It is time to skewer you.”
Cassie dutifully climbs onto the table. Kneeling, she asks “Is this OK? I’ve never seen this done before.”
He grabs the spit and says “I usually bind my women before I spit them…”
She has seen the top runners-up, including her friend Karen, hanged to death before her so that they are not barbequed alive. And then the staff member tells her “Now let’s get you to the display room.” Cassie is somewhat hesitant to go into the display room. It is not the thought of having a spit shoved through her body but that it will be shown live on CCTV.
Cassie looks back at her escort and asks “Must I be nude when I go in there?”
“I’ve never seen a prime meat woman get skewered and barbequed wear any clothes” he replies.
He points Cassie into the display room where she is met by an equally nude woman. Cassie asks if the woman is going to put the spit through her. The woman laughs “No, silly, we have professionals to do that! And you might be comforted to know they have never lost a cow when she is spitted! Now have a seat.”
Cassie sits down an wonders what it will feel like having a metal pole shoved in her ass and through her body.
A much better dressed woman walks in and checks her folder. She glances up at Cassie and says “Congratulations, Ms. Thrower, for being selected Dolcett Barbecue’s ‘Prime Meat’ cow of the year. Please go in the adjoining room.”
Cassie steps into the room and is surprised to see a horde of people outside the window. She covers herself and turns away from the window.
“I wasn’t excepting a crowd out there” she exclaims.
Don’t be shy. They have come to see you barbequed. What else did you expect from a place called the display room. Slowly Cassie turns to face the crowd.
She turns to look at the woman when she is told that they seem to approve of her selection. She woman admonishes Cassie saying “They paid good money to see you! Turn around and show them your face!”
As Cassie turns to face the crowd outside, a staff member walks in carrying the spit that she will be mounted on and barbequed riding it. Forgetting the watching crowd, Cassie turns to the man, cups her breasts, and says “I’ve got to know. Are these what won the contest?”
With professional indifference, he cups one of Cassie’s breasts, jabs it with a probe, and calmly says “They are fine tits that certainly didn’t hurt your judging!”
“Now hop up on the table. It is time to skewer you.”
Cassie dutifully climbs onto the table. Kneeling, she asks “Is this OK? I’ve never seen this done before.”
He grabs the spit and says “I usually bind my women before I spit them…”
Kneeling, she asks “Is this OK? I’ve never seen this done before.”
He grabs the spit and says “I usually bind my women before I spit them. Put your hands behind your back so I can tie them.”
Cassie, still kneeling on the spitting table, does so. As the man ties her wrists, Cassie takes a deep breath, pushing her breasts out.
She stares out at the crowd watching her being bound and thinks ‘They came for a show. I might as well give them one.”
She gasps and says “Damn, that is tight!” as the man ties a knot on the rope binding her arms.
He replies “Can’t have your wings… um, arms burn over the fire.”
“Wings? I’m a trussed bird now?” Cassie asks as he leans her forward and places her neck in the U-shaped trough.
“You can say that. In a few minutes you’ll be like a barbequing chicken over the pit” he answers.
A pair of hands spreads her buns as the pointed spit is lined up with her rectum.
“You might feel some discomfort when we shove the spit in” he warns.
The stainless-steel spit is pushed into her rectum. The two-inch diameter shaft is bigger and harder than any cock Cassie has taken in her ass before. She groans “Jeez, it’s too big!”
The assistant strokes Cassie’s head and says “Nonsense, Cassie, it won’t kill you even when we run it through you!”
Then she adds “Not right away at least. The heat of the fire will finish you off. Now let’s give you some distraction that will help you take the shaft.”
The assistant rubs Cassie’s pussy and asks “Is that better?”
Cassie hisses “Oh, yes, that’s better!”
The assistant observes “Girl, you are all wet down here.”
In a horny-fed rage, Cassie shouts “Shove it trough me! Do it NOW!”
He grabs the spit and says “I usually bind my women before I spit them. Put your hands behind your back so I can tie them.”
Cassie, still kneeling on the spitting table, does so. As the man ties her wrists, Cassie takes a deep breath, pushing her breasts out.
She stares out at the crowd watching her being bound and thinks ‘They came for a show. I might as well give them one.”
She gasps and says “Damn, that is tight!” as the man ties a knot on the rope binding her arms.
He replies “Can’t have your wings… um, arms burn over the fire.”
“Wings? I’m a trussed bird now?” Cassie asks as he leans her forward and places her neck in the U-shaped trough.
“You can say that. In a few minutes you’ll be like a barbequing chicken over the pit” he answers.
A pair of hands spreads her buns as the pointed spit is lined up with her rectum.
“You might feel some discomfort when we shove the spit in” he warns.
The stainless-steel spit is pushed into her rectum. The two-inch diameter shaft is bigger and harder than any cock Cassie has taken in her ass before. She groans “Jeez, it’s too big!”
The assistant strokes Cassie’s head and says “Nonsense, Cassie, it won’t kill you even when we run it through you!”
Then she adds “Not right away at least. The heat of the fire will finish you off. Now let’s give you some distraction that will help you take the shaft.”
The assistant rubs Cassie’s pussy and asks “Is that better?”
Cassie hisses “Oh, yes, that’s better!”
The assistant observes “Girl, you are all wet down here.”
In a horny-fed rage, Cassie shouts “Shove it trough me! Do it NOW!”
Cassie would not have to make the demand twice. Much stronger than he looks, the man shoves the spit deeper into her bowels. With hardly a slowdown the pole rips through her intestines and tears through her gut. Cassie coughs and makes a choking sound as the spit enters her esophagus and enters the base of her throat. Her eyes bulge as the thick shaft enters her mouth and she looks amazed she is still alive when the spit exits her mouth.
She watches in awe that the spit has passed through her body and she is still alive. The chef declares “Yes! She is still twitching! She’ll go over the coals alive!” as he pushes the shaft farther out her mouth.
His assistant strokes Cassie’s chin and proudly she says “See, you’ll start cooking while still alive!”
The chef orders his assistant to get the guidepost. As his assistant feels the post shard point the chef almost yell to her “Hurry! I want to see her jerk when we shove that in!”
Cassie looks at the guide post and wonders how that will fix inside her. It was without concern for her comfort when they pushed the thick shaft into her soaked pussy.
By himself the chef picks Cassie’s spitted body up and carries her to a cart.
He lays her face down on the cart and says “This little bitch is going to be a fine barbeque!”
Cassie looks around as much as she can.
She thinks to herself ‘I thought I was supposed to be marinated!’
She watches in awe that the spit has passed through her body and she is still alive. The chef declares “Yes! She is still twitching! She’ll go over the coals alive!” as he pushes the shaft farther out her mouth.
His assistant strokes Cassie’s chin and proudly she says “See, you’ll start cooking while still alive!”
The chef orders his assistant to get the guidepost. As his assistant feels the post shard point the chef almost yell to her “Hurry! I want to see her jerk when we shove that in!”
Cassie looks at the guide post and wonders how that will fix inside her. It was without concern for her comfort when they pushed the thick shaft into her soaked pussy.
By himself the chef picks Cassie’s spitted body up and carries her to a cart.
He lays her face down on the cart and says “This little bitch is going to be a fine barbeque!”
Cassie looks around as much as she can.
She thinks to herself ‘I thought I was supposed to be marinated!’
Cassie is indeed marinated before she is placed over the fire. There is a large crowd of spectators there to see her cooked.
One can only hope she enjoys her time still alive as she cooks over the flames.
Even if she was given immediate medical attention there is less than a 50% chance she would survive. She may as well enjoy being the 2053 ‘Prime Meat’ being cooked to her death. People watching her being cooked certainly are!
In her last moments alive, special attention is given to basting her pussy.
Cassie jerks about on the spit. Did she have a final orgasm during her last minutes alive or was it just spasmic twitching?
Three-quarters of an hour has passed since Cassie was placed over the fire. She thinks ‘This is not fun anymore. Take me off the fire.’
Of course, as a well-barbecued cow she is not removed. She entered the contest and one of the rules is the winner will be cooked over the flames. Besides, she is almost dead now.
Medical and legally, Cassie was declared dead once the spit was driven through her. The hours over the pit were solely to cook her to perfection.
That evening, Cassie was presented on a serving plate. The chef carefully sharpened his carving knives. Todd (always the bastard) is there with his new girlfriend. She excitedly asks him “Are we really going to eat her?”
He takes a sip of his drink and proudly says “Of course we are. Cassie will be a far better dinner than she was a girlfriend!”
He doesn’t tell the new girlfriend he has already entered her in 2054 ‘Prime Meat’ contest.
The End
One can only hope she enjoys her time still alive as she cooks over the flames.
Even if she was given immediate medical attention there is less than a 50% chance she would survive. She may as well enjoy being the 2053 ‘Prime Meat’ being cooked to her death. People watching her being cooked certainly are!
In her last moments alive, special attention is given to basting her pussy.
Cassie jerks about on the spit. Did she have a final orgasm during her last minutes alive or was it just spasmic twitching?
Three-quarters of an hour has passed since Cassie was placed over the fire. She thinks ‘This is not fun anymore. Take me off the fire.’
Of course, as a well-barbecued cow she is not removed. She entered the contest and one of the rules is the winner will be cooked over the flames. Besides, she is almost dead now.
Medical and legally, Cassie was declared dead once the spit was driven through her. The hours over the pit were solely to cook her to perfection.
That evening, Cassie was presented on a serving plate. The chef carefully sharpened his carving knives. Todd (always the bastard) is there with his new girlfriend. She excitedly asks him “Are we really going to eat her?”
He takes a sip of his drink and proudly says “Of course we are. Cassie will be a far better dinner than she was a girlfriend!”
He doesn’t tell the new girlfriend he has already entered her in 2054 ‘Prime Meat’ contest.
The End