This morning, I was told to prepare myself for the auction. Master Ballard was stern as usual but I knew what to do and got myself cleaned up with my black jock and bow tie. The time arrived and he had me follow him to the dark room. I recognized the scene and realized that I was going to be auctioned off again, the third time. With that I have mixed feelings, more confident in my duties, but also with some fear of the unknown. Since I have been here, I have been auctioned off twice, and now, once again, I will have to learn to please and serve a new master.

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