You sit there at the auction. The lights of the stage are the only illumination. The waiter's, they can never get any waitresses for fear of enslavement, are serving food to all the superiors. Then the sounds of the auctioneer jolts your attention to the stage, "Men, free women, and slaves, are you ready for another auction?" Cheers fill your ears and the slave girls become restless, hoping no one they know shares their fate. The auction was intense but you successfully wrangled a girl of your own. The auctioneer yelled, "Sold to member 107"
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