Tomel stood erect and proud not letting the white slave dealer or buyers see a broken man like some of his fellows looked like. So far he had escaped his "owners" place over thirty times in since he was brought to America. His old "owner" had gotten sick of it and had put him up for sale at the next auction.
Tomel knew he cut a distinct figure standing over six feet tall and well muscled not only from the work he had been forced to do but also some rituals he did on his own volition. Also despite what the white fools thought he was no idiot having taught himself to read, write as well as notice patters which had lead him to find the flaw in his old "owners" place letting him escape time and again.
When it was Tomel's turn to be up the slave dealer tried to make him kneel before the white crowd but the fat white man could not bring the tall Black man to his knees even through the use of his whip. Seeing the Black man stand tall several of the crowd decided not to vote for him while others gave him excited looks as if eager to break him in.
After a round of bids Toeml was "sold" at the highest price yet and handed off to a older white male who tied the chains that kept Tomel's hands bound to the back of his carriage and made his new purchase run after it all the way to his Manor a couple of miles away thinking that would break the slave.
The white man was thus shocked to find Tomel, while breathing a little heavy, not all that unconvinced from the three mile jog. Biting his lip the man glared at his new slave and stated "I am Master Hanson and this is my place everything it it is mine including you boy." Tomel just looked down his nose at the man who could not help but gulp a little before he counitued calling forth his family which was....
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