#197498 - Now barely [pun intended] conscious, still writhing intentionally in a nonetheless mostly reflexive struggle to escape, Jeff was, through the purely physiological mercy of his cooking brain, somewhat if slightly spared the otherwise intensifying pain from the growing heat of the briquettes. They could hardly wait. They had attracted the favorable and predatory attention of his potential employer, who had hired him to begin with and then, after the economic catastrophe, had made behind-the-scenes arrangements with the newly incorporated slave dealership and with the auctioneer, and had easily and economically purchased the recently unemployed, then hopelessly indebted, criminalized, then sentenced and enslaved Jeff in a carefully scheduled apparent lull in the bidding.
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