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You wake up, chained and weak, in an unfamiliar location. You see me leaning over you, wearing an evil grin and a pair of shiny, leather gloves. We met at a bar the night before. You thought you were going to get lucky, but your fate couldn't have taken a more unfortunate turn. I explain that I'm selling you as an asset on the black market. As my leather clad hands close around your throat, I tell you that by the time you wake up, you'll have been sold at auction and be beginning your new life as a slave for whomever decides to purchase you. Enjoy your new mistress or master, because you'll be with them a very, very long time...