a punana; question and answer

Sir David asked a punana whether it had ever used a belt or some other instrument on itself.

a punana replied.

Sir,

punana has done this several times. it strips naked and lies on the bed, then it raises its legs into the air and back behind its head so that it is looking up between its spread thighs.

Then punana reaches for the belt which it has placed next to it. it swings the belt against its ass; usually 20 strokes. 20 delicious stinging strokes, though not hard enough to cause marks that last more than a few minutes.

Next time, punana will imagine that it is You, Sir David, administering the strokes; watched, of course by Sir John and the others.

And, as for humiliation, Sir, if You wish punana to be humiliated, then it must endure it. What punana wants is of no importance.

Your punana

XXXXXXXXXXXXX

Following this, a punana was ordered to administer 100 strokes to itself. A report on this task will follow shortly. 

painslut_jake: finally, sweeet release

i want to thank my Goddess for finally letting me masturbate to orgasm today. It happened like this:

i made arrangements for two hours of alone-time today. i emailed my Goddess and told Her i would be online at noon. i begged Her to meet me in a chat and abuse me to Her Delight. She graciously agreed. When i got online, She was there. 

i typed my assigned opening line: "Goddess, may i entertain You?" Without hesitation, She typed "get naked." i stripped off my pants, shirt, underpants, shirt and socks and put a towel on the chair. i sat back down and typed "done Goddess."

She asked me why i hadn't sent Her a description of my masturbation attempt last night. i told Her i had posted it. She told me to pinch my nipples hard and hold them while She read my post.

i sat for over four minutes, pinching myself. my left nipple always slides out from my fingers, even from nipple clamps, and i was constantly readjusting my grip. Each new re-grip sent another wave of new pain through me. Even thought i tried hard not to, my eyes were watering by the time She said 'let go." This is what i read from My Goddess while i abused my nipples:

pinch long and hard slut
my little slut couldn't cum from vanilla, could he?
couldn't empty his sore and full balls without the naughty little thoughts and actions he's come to crave?
think how much cum would have surged from you if you'd managed to cum
think how good you would have felt
but you couldn't, could you? 
not while thinking vanilla thoughts.

My Goddess had me hang my balls over the edge of the chair. "Rub them," She said. i touched my balls with the palm of my hand and began rubbing softly. my cock sprang to life. it had never done that before, not like this. i was puzzled, wondered what i was reacting to.

She asked me whether or not i was still interested in pain, or if i wanted to stop and go back to jerking off the way normal guys do. A little embarrassed, i found myself typing: "i need my balls smacked by You, Goddess". She asked, "are you certain?" Hesitantly, i typed "yes".

The rest of the hour was filled with pain, and eventually pleasure.

She began by having me smack my balls as the hung over the edge of the chair. She counted each stroke on the screen. She alternated the strokes, six or seven in a row, fast, then a pause, then three or four slow ones. She got to 35 before She "lost count" and told me She would start again at 1. She started again, a group of fast ones, then a pause. i was going insane. my body would adjust to the onslaught of my palm smacking my balls, then, just as it adjusted, She would slow down, or, even worse, stop. my world would shift again, the feelings fresh everywhere between my legs. After the pause, She started up again. The pain was like the first time, stomach turning and shooting all through my belly and thighs.

The thing that threw me off was the way my cock responded. It was stiff and jerking in the air. i didn't know what to think, it must have been a physiological reaction. Either that or i was adjusting to the pain. Liking it? Craving it? i pushed the thought out of my head and watched the numbers on the screen. "Do you want more, slut?" i typed, "yes, Goddess, please, please more."

She paused and told me to hold my fingers around my ball sack like they were rubber bands. i told Her that i had rubber bands nearby. She just typed "pain whore". i blushed and typed 'y'. "you want them on, don't you?" i typed, 'y'. "Do it."

i wrestled with my balls for a while. The sack was tight and my balls had gone up inside my body, probably trying to avoid the beating. i stretched my sack flesh, tried to relax, felt for my balls. As they dropped, i took a small rubber band and snapped it around the sack, trapping the balls below. i used a second then a third to squeeze the sack as tight as i could, my balls swelling in the smooth-skinned sack below.

She told me to start smacking them slowly, adjusting until the pain was about 8. i typed 'y' and started smacking my balls. After the third, i saw Her type '1' on the screen. i'd been so anxious i'd started without Her. i didn't tell Her, there was no need. i just started at 1 again, grateful for Her Attention.

When She got to 5, She asked me how i was feeling. "scared" i typed. "Why?" I answered, "That You will make me go to pain level 10 or that i will lost control and won't be able to stop when You tell me to."

"Are you more afraid that you will not be able to stop, or that you will not want to stop?"

i froze. She was right. i was afraid i was going to love it. What would that say about me? That i was loving smacking my own balls with my hand. That it made me hard, my cock stiffen and twitch? But i typed the truth: "Goddess, i am afraid i will not want to stop, that i will be unable to because i will crave it."

The screen didn't move for several seconds. i stared at what i'd written. Was it true? Was i becoming that?

"You will stop when I tell you to stop because you are an obedient little whore."

I typed "y".

She told me to begin. She typed 1 2 3 4, indicating fast smacks. i did it, feeling the pain starting up again. it hit level 8 quickly and i held it there while She counted to 15. At 15, she slowed down. With one hand, i typed, "please".

She stopped. "Please what, whore?" i felt my cock going limp as the pain subsided slowly from my balls. i needed the pain to make my cock stiff. i typed "please Goddess, may i continue smacking my balls and then cum afterwards?"

She didn't answer and i added: "please Goddess, let me strike them 100 times. or a thousand or a million. Just please let me cum afterwards." my mind was slipping away, all i knew was the hunger between my legs. 

Again, She made me wait nearly a minute before She answered. my Need was getting greater. i was about to offer 150 when i read "1". A rush of embarrassment and excitement went through me as my hand swung up quickly and smacked my sack. The pain was intense, i must have gone to 9. i backed off as she led me from 2 to 25. At 25, i was gasping for breath, my cock stiff and swollen, my balls aching. 

She typed, "you are one quarter of the way to cumming. Hmmm. I wonder if you'll be allowed to cum or if there will be rules." i was about to type something in reply when i saw "26". My hand went up between my legs as if on instinct and swarred my balls.  She sped through 27-35, then slowed to a crawl. Again, the feeling was horrible as i went from the feeling of adjustment to nothing. My cock continued to respond like it was being sucked or jerked off. The head was swollen and bright red now, the shaft twitching up and down like it was being hit instead of my balls.

At 40, my legs started shaking. i opened them wider and felt my ass moving on the towel. i flexed my ass, opening it up, fantasizing about a huge cock up there. It distracted me from the pain for only a few seconds, then the scene felt dirty and disgusting to me. 

At 50, She stopped again. "Is it still worth it, whore?" 

"i don't know, i don't know, Goddess. i am rocking  back and forth, imagining cock up my ass to keep me from thinking about the pain..."

"Do you want to continue?"

"i want to serve You. i want to continue even if You choose not to let me cum, Goddess. Are You enjoying this, Goddess?"

"I am enjoying this, whore."

"Then, please, more Goddess." i looked down between my legs. my balls were swollen and purple. It hurt intensely but i was committed and i wanted to finish. i needed to finish.

Some time around 65, i had the sensation that i was going to cum. my cock twitched and the muscles inside me did exactly what they do before an orgasm, i recognized the feeling. It made me proud and totally humiliated at the same time. i'd read about it a thousand times, but it was alway women. They would cum from a tit whipping or an ass fuck. i'd never read about a guy cumming from having his balls beaten. i was turning into a very special kind of pervert.

When She stopped me at 75, i reported what had happened. i begged her to allow me to touch it while i continued. Her Answer was a firm "no". Then, She added, "if you can cum from just the ball smacking, be my guest." i wondered if i might. i wondered if i wished i would or if i wished i wouldn't. i felt my gut twist as i realized that i lose either way. i am either a sick pain slut who can cum from having his balls beaten or a slut who will beat his own balls even without an orgasm as the reward.

My Goddess worked me hard 76 - 99, speeding up, slowing down, pausing. my balls were going wild. At 99, She stopped and waited for a long, long time. When She typed again, She wrote "1 last one. HARD".

In a haze of pain and lust, i swung hard, harder than i should have. i screamed, grabbed my balls in my hand and tried to comfort them. i doubled over from the pain and held my breath. When i looked up, My Goddess had typed, "untie your balls, whore."

Gently, i undid the three rubber bands holding my balls in place. She told me i was allowed to cum with the condition that i lick my hand clear when i was finished.

Thrilled, i leaned back in the chair and started stroking furiously. This was unusual, i usually start slow and speed up, but i was so close. i thought. After a few minutes, i realized i wasn't cumming. i started smacking my balls. my cock responded by stiffening. i hit them again and again, feeling my cock's approval more each time. my balls slid up inside me again and i was able to smack my crotch hard, like women have their cunts smacked in porn. i felt dirty and twisted when i had that thought, smacked my crotch harder. 

It took nearly 10 minutes of stroking and playing with my nipples before i came. When i did, it was incredible, i jerked up and down, side to side, while a stream of cum shot all over my belly and ran down my sides.

As ordered, i licked my hand clean, then said 'good bye' to my Goddess and turned off the computer.

 

painsult_jake: results

i am destined to another day without relief. My Goddess and my body have played cruel tricks on me. As She knows, i have been running hard and getting very little sleep this week.

i lay in bed and closed my eyes. i pictured My Goddess walking across the stage toward the podium to give Her Talk. She was wearing a long dress that swayed as she walked. The skirt was a light colored print. Her blouse was white and she wore a printed waistcoat and two scarves. Her hair was up and she wore a necklace and several bracelets. A brilliant gypsy scholar. 

We had been talking online for six months, since we became aware of each other when i read one of Her papers. We'd agreed to meet face-to-face at this conference. Since some groundwork had been laid, i felt confident. i will admit, i barely heard the contents of her paper. my eyes were locked on her face and upper body, fantasies already swirling. The first time i would see Her naked Body. Her letting Her Hair down around Her Shoulders. Kissing Her Neck. Finally, that moment of infinite sweetness when She would open Her Legs and i would lay between them.

i fantasized through dinner quickly, we made small talk and ate light. We agreed to limit ourselves to two glasses of wine, then one more each back at the hotel. Her Eyes sparkled when She talked, i was entranced the whole night. She was so strong and confident. There were moments i was not sure i would be able to seduce Her, other moments i was positive She was mine. 

in RL, i had my legs open wide and was running my fingertips lightly over my belly and the insides of my thighs. i touched my balls and nipples occasionally and felt my cock jerk erect. my body was responding so differently than it had before. The slightest touch made me hard. i'd looked in the mirror earlier and noticed my balls were swolled and red. They were so much more sensitive than ever before!

We went back to the hotel and sat on the couch, sipping wine and necking like teenagers. i had Her top unbuttoned and was kissing Her Neck.

Suddenly, i woke. i realized i'd fallen asleep. i almost cried from the frustration. my exhausted body was torn between the need for sleep and the need for relief. i reset the fantasy from the point we walked into the hotel room and went to the couch. in RL, my cock responded immediately. i let my fingers graze it lightly, moving up and down the shaft. i felt like i would cum right then. In the fantasy, i was sliding my hand up the inside of Her Thigh. She leaned in closer to kiss me. 

my finger and thumb were in a circle now, sliding up and down over my cock head. i imagined Her Mouth on me, Her Lips closed around it. i stopped myself cold. Vanilla! Vanilla! i yelled in my head, the frustration sweeping over me again. i was not to enjoy My Goddess Mouth even in fantasy.

i began stroking again but then drifted off for the second time. When i woke, i lay in bed shuddering in my frustration. my desperate cock was losing the battle between fatigue and arousal. i tried to get back into the fantasy, but it was now just snapshots. Us at dinner. Her behind the podium. Us in bed, under the covers (as vanilla as i could imagine), me humping gently while She clenched down on my cock with Her Cunt. i stroked myself, but the fantasy was too fragmented and i failed.

After another few minutes, i resigned myself to another day of oversensitive balls and nipples and yet another day of orgasm denial.

And this time, i was the one who had denied me.

painslut_jake: an attempt at vanilla

it's 2:30 in the morning. i just finished catching up on my blog posts, you now know everything that has happened since My Goddess agreed to waste Her Precious Time with me.

Tonight, thanks to Her Gracious Offer, i will attempt to jerk off. i will be thinking of Her Body but, as She instructed, i will limit my fantasy to vanilla sex. We will have met at a conference on education. i will see her giving a talk. i will buy her dinner and seduce her. She will insist we fuck strictly vanilla. 

i will not touch my asshole or pinch, gouge, or twist my nipples. i will not torture my balls. if the fantasy begins to get out of hand, i will stop myself and either rein it in or forego my orgasm.

Thank You Goddess, for this opportunity to relieve myself.

painslut_jake: more lingerie shopping

This afternoon, i found myself with just under an hour of free time. i had errands to run for the household. One of them was to pick up some things at a local thrift store, a resale shop that sells used clothing, appliances, books and the like.

As i walked through the shop, i found myself circling the women's clothing section. The first time, i dismissed it as just being silly, a perverse flashback to my adult bookstore shopping trip. The second time, i felt a little more uneasy. The third time, i knew i was on a mission. i wanted to find something pretty that i could photograph myself in.

This raised some serious questions for me. It's one thing to buy panties and put them on because your Goddess is telling you to. It's quite another thing to be browsing through lingerie that has been worn by another woman, then taken to the resale store as a donation.

And it's even quite another thing to be caught. i was going through the pretty things, sliding my fingers over the fabric, going from hangar to hangar looking at the colors and the material, wondering which would fit me and which would not. i looked down the aisle and saw to young women, maybe in their mid- twenties, whispering and giggling. They were no doubt amused by the middle aged man shopping for his wife. i must have turned slightly red because they froze for a second, whispered something else, then both walked away. That was the kind of humiliation i'd wanted, the kind i felt in the adult store last week. And the kind i knew my Goddess might grant me again when She is finished with Her pain and ass games.

i chose a red satin nightie that would just barely cover my ass. i rushed back to my hotel room, stripped and tried it on. It fit well and i felt pretty. i took a handful of pictures in different poses, trying my best to look sexy, remembering the pictures i used to respond to in Cosmo or Vogue.

i sent them off to my Goddess with the hope She would find at least some of them entertaining.

painslut_jake: first serious edging session

It was three days before i could spend any alone time with my Goddess. During that time, i obeyed Her Orders about my behavior. No cumming was Number One on the list. i masturbated regularly, bringing myself as close as i could then stopping. Every time i went into the bathroom to pee, i smacked my balls hard 5 times before and after.

When i finally had a window coming, i emailed my Goddess. She agreed to meet me online.

i was online nearly 30 minutes before My Goddess arrived. As soon as i saw her, i typed: "hello". She didn't respond. I typed the following: "Goddess, may i entertain You?" She answered "depends, whore. How do you plan on entertaining me?"‪me: Goddess, may i entertain You?‬

i answered:
 
  ‪Goddess, i can offer You my skills licking Your Precious Cunt online‬
‪  or embarrassing myself‬
‪  here in my room, standing near the open window‬
‪  naked and exposed‬
‪  or beating my balls‬
  ‪until i am crying from the pain and curled up on the floor‬
‪  or torturing my nipples with pens as before‬
‪  ‬
As i typed it, i realized i was typing from my brain, not really my cock. i didn't want pain, i wanted embarrassment, i wanted her attention. But not pain. Her answer was: "I am impressed, my little whore, how much you really do enjoy pain."

i answered: "no, Goddess, not at all. i dread all of those, but i want to please You." i hoped that my answer would get her interested more in my obedience than in my pain. i was wrong. She was interested in neither. Tonight, She was going to tease me blind.

i was told to strip naked and did immediately. She asked what toys i had with me. i had only the small anal vibrator. She found that amusing. "you love your ass filled, don't you?" i blushed and typed ' y'. She told me to slide forward on the chair until my balls hung off the front. i did. "Now, scoot back in the chair without standing up." i did. As my balls came up over the edge of the chair, i felt uncomfortable but it wasn't painful.

"now lean forward," She typed.

i did and immediately felt the pain. i typed "y" and then "how long Goddess? it hurts". She wrote for a long time: "i think you want your ass filled, don't you? lean forward more… think of my hand squeezing them… think of how you talked about me kicking them…" and more. After about five minute, she typed "sit up".  i felt a flood of relief, i'd lost of track of the pain until i shifted upright. "Thank You Goddess".

my balls were starting to feel better. i watched the screen, eager for Her next command. "get your vibrator whore. turn it on and hold it against your balls." i did. i wasn't too worried, i'd tried that over the years and it hadn't ever really turned me on. This time was different though, maybe because i was following orders. my cock responded right away, though only a little. She typed "you're rather be fucking it, wouldn't you?" To my surprise, that aroused me. i wanted it in my ass and asked for it. She laughed at me and said "we'll see. ‪I wonder if my little slut knows there's more than one way to torture a cock‬."

That made me nervous. She knew about the bruise and i'd already decided i wasn't going to do anything i felt might lead to a physical problem. She kept typing: "‪torture thru pleasure‬. ‪Something that feels soooo good till its too much‬,‪ especially when you're not allowed to cum‬. H‪old it on the sweet spot ... right behind the head ..‬ ‪where you wish my tongue was rubbing‬."

i was surprised, i found myself responding. Vibrating my cock had never worked before. i put it right behind my cockhead, then rocked it slightly right to left. It got stiffer. She said, "T‪hink of doing this with a more powerful vibrator‬…" i felt it. Then, "…‪ while you ride a huge dildo‬. ‪but not allowed to cum ... such sweet torture‬… ‪think of that dildo rubbing your prostate pushing you closer and closer to the edge‬."

It was really getting to me, but feeling it all in one place wasn't enough. i looked around and found a pair of socks. i wrapped them around my cock, trapping the vibrator against my cockhead. It felt amazing and i told Her about it, feeling a little proud of my invention.

Her response was "well, since you're so clever, ‪smack your balls now that your hands are free‬." i felt a rush, instead of complimenting me, She used my invention against me. i felt that rush of humiliation i'd been seeking. i began smacking my balls, sure She let me get to 10 then let me stop. i counted them on the screen as i did it, smacking rather hard this time. By the time i got to ten, i noticed that the pain in my balls helped distract me from the vibrator that was still teasing my cock. At 24, She typed "you may stop smacking". But i didn't. i couldn't take the vibrator at my cockhead, it was too sensitive and starting to drive me crazy. i typed "25" then "i need this to distract me from the vibrator Goddess" She didn't answer until i'd typed 32. Then all she did was laugh at me: "ohhh, ‪how my little whore learns so quickly‬." i begged Her to let me turn off the vibrator but She didn't answer.

Then, the batteries died. i felt the rush of relief and typed "the battery just died!"  But something surprising kicked in, some part of me i didn't know about, and i admitted to Her that "i was playing with the vibrator a little yesterday. i will see if i have spare batteries".

If you've ever done a chat on the Internet, you know that things get delayed sometimes. After i'd typed those two lines, i read my Goddess' response: "awww, lucky you. I guess we have to stop." I felt another flare of humiliation. i could have quit! But instead, i'd admitted i'd put it in my ass on my own, and i'd offered to look for fresh batteries. i wondered what i was becoming.

My Goddess didn't miss a beat. She typed: "‪you must have used it a lot‬ for the batteries to be dead. y‪ou're such a fucking ass cunt whore you had it up your ass even when i didn't tell you to‬.
‪you just couldn't live without it shoved deep in your ass‬, ‪you had to fuck your own ass cunt‬, didn't you?"

i stared at the words as they came across. What could i do but admit it and admit what i was becoming…

‪i changed the battery and entered a new level of degradation. The motor was so much more powerful my cock was stiff in seconds. i asked Her to allow me to smack my balls but She said "no". Instead, She had me start pinching, twisting, and finger-nail-gouging my nipples. She made me hold while She counted oh so slowly from 1 to 20. Then, i wasn't allowed to release then, but change from a twist to a pinch. She switched her tactic then to "flick them until I say stop. The tips.". ‬

‪By number ten, the t ears started welling up again. My whole world was just those painful nipples, the vibrator between my legs was forgotten. At 22, She typed "stop" and asked me how aroused i was. i reported a 9 for pain and a 7 for arousal. I typed, "the pain overwhelmed my and my cock went soft…" She answered, "exactly."  That surprised me too. i thought the ideas was to make the pain arouse me. i asked Her about it. She answered, "you are not trained yet. Wrap My Hand around your cock and press the vibrator tighter." i did and my cock sprang  back to life. i was at arousal level 9 in seconds. i'd never felt anything like it before and i needed to cum so badly!‬

‪After only a few seconds, My Goddess told me to turn it off and shove it in my mouth. i did but just as quickly, She told me to shove it up my ass, all the way this time. i pushed it hard and fast but it stalled at the same spot as the other night. She kept telling me "further" and i pushed, sliding it out and in over and over until i felt that strange indescribable feeling of the widest part passing through, then my anus closing around the slimmer part past the flair. it was the first time i'd ever felt that. i panicked. What if it wouldn't come out? Also, there was a noise and something drizzled out of me and onto the towel. i felt myself turning red.‬

‪When i reported to My Goddess what had happened, She answered: "you are still learning. i am thinking of how to make sure that doesn't happen again though. ‬i am ‪really curious how open my new little whore will be to it‬." i shuddered. Was She thinking diet change? Smaller dildo? Bigger dildo? Enema? Any of those would be terrifying. Mercifully, She changed the subject.

"T‪ime to work your legs fuck toy‬. B‪ounce up and down a little‬. F‪uck your own ass‬." i did. In just a few strokes, i closed my eyes and let myself drift into a fantasy. i was standing bent over a chair, my ass high in the air, someone standing behind me, their cock buried deep in my ass. It might have been a man or a woman with a strap on. It might even be My Goddess just using a dildo. But i found my ass craved it. The feeling of that little shaft pushing up into my body was opening me up and i wanted more. Through half-glazed eyes, i saw myself typing: "i want a bigger one. i want myself stretched, my holes filled." Seeing myself type "holes" made my cock stiff, i was losing my mind, losing my identity, becoming an open hole for cock meat. i started flicking my nipples, typing in between: "begging you to find someone to fuck my cunt ass, shoot his load up into me then shove the plug back in so it stays there."

i typed: "Goddess, may I jerk off?" She allowed me to get to 9 but no more. i got there over and over, smacking my balls to bring me back from the edge, the pain though starting to be less effective. i was afraid i would cum and begged Her again to let me turn off the vibrator. She said "no". i pinched and twisted my nipples hoping the pain would cancel the arousal but it wasn't working either. 

Out of the blue, She typed "STOP. everything. stop fucking, touching, get the cock out of your ass." i tried but it felt stuck inside me. my body was so alive, on the edge, electrified. i tugged and squatted until the little dildo slid out.

My Goddess said She was finished with me. i felt that same feeling i'd had before. i was in this to cum, not just to be abused then left hanging. i'd read plenty about orgasm denial and it seemed like a wonderful game to play with a woman, but it wasn't anything i was interested in having doe to me. I asked "may i cum tonight, Goddess?" expecting the answer "yes".

Instead, she told me to flick my nipples. Dreading a fresh wave of pain, i went ahead. Sure enough, it was horrible. The pinching and twisting i could take but flicking was terrible, especially since the twisting had sensitized them. She made me do it 20 times, then use my nails for three long, long gouges.

i asked Her again, saying that i'd done my best to keep Her interested. She asked how long it had been since my last cum. It was at least five days and i told Her. Her asking was more of a turn on than i'd expected. In having to think back to my last cum, i realized how much of myself i'd given over to Her control. It had only been about three days since She took me over, but i hadn't cum a few days before that.

She waited a long time before typing Her reply back to me. "you may cum tonight ONLY IF you do so just by rubbing your cock. nothing in your ass. no pinching or slapping. you my think only of vanilla sex."

i had four or five more hours of RL to deal with before i would be alone again and able to attempt masturbation. i asked Her if i could use the Photos of Herself that She'd sent me. She restricted me to a single Photo of Her, not even naked, just wearing a plain tan dress and standing, turned 3/4 view.

i have no idea whether or not i can cum from a plain vanilla sex fantasy. i opened the Picture of My Goddess and looked at it earlier tonight. i have decided i cannot use it to masturbate. i cannot look at the picture without imagining myself at Her Feet, waiting eagerly to server Her.

Little Ass Slut's Progress

jake's proven to be a little more interesting that I expected. I hear an interesting tension I hadn't expected. She wants it, she doesn't want it. He's fighting with himself. I'm not bored yet. I'm going to keep him on for a while.

He's still catching up on blog posts. I told him I am not going to play with him again until he's caught up. Also, he's not to cum until at least then. Probably not for a long time after.

To her credit, the little slut went out of her way to shop for a nightie without my even asking! I'm still deciding whether or not I want to share the pretty pictures he sent me.

XXXX
Tiffany