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gimme some of that cold cash
With his current stable of breeders properly settled, He Ming is on the search for new specimens to add to his collection.
He goes to the livestock section of the slave market with this motive in mind. After some searching around he finds a pretty one. The purchase goes smoothly, and the seller even helps him load the slave into the back of his van, still shackled at his ankles and wrists. At his request the seller had also provided him with a bit, which he's currently keeping in his pocket in case he needs it later.
First, it's time to process his newest acquisition. He Ming opens the back doors of his van and grasps at the slave's hair, pulling him along without much regard for how much it probably hurts. "Here we go," he cajoles. "Come on. Let's get you all cleaned up."
He goes to the livestock section of the slave market with this motive in mind. After some searching around he finds a pretty one. The purchase goes smoothly, and the seller even helps him load the slave into the back of his van, still shackled at his ankles and wrists. At his request the seller had also provided him with a bit, which he's currently keeping in his pocket in case he needs it later.
First, it's time to process his newest acquisition. He Ming opens the back doors of his van and grasps at the slave's hair, pulling him along without much regard for how much it probably hurts. "Here we go," he cajoles. "Come on. Let's get you all cleaned up."