Sellout

I opened my eyes. Slowly waking from the sedative that made my limbs go weak and forcing themselves to go into a deep trance of sleep. I rubbed my eyes. It reeked of cat piss and metal.
'Agh shit'
I mumbled. I must be getting sold again. It's not like it's any different from any other place or person. You get bought. Or adopted,as they say. You're a slave for a while. Even sometimes an object for a sexual kink. And he rarity, a pet. You heard me correctly folks! A pet! That's right! Then once you're owner has had enough of your shit,they dump you here to get re-bought. And so the cycle starts again. The cage empty next to me was taken out and mine was open and the dude yanked my leash and pulled me out of my cage and practically threw me on the stage. As I tried to stand I come to find out I'm still shaking and wobbly from the effects of the sedative. I steady myself and the guy explains me
Neko
Color:black
Height:5'2"
Eyes: undetermined (they change)
Numbers go flying out of the seller's mouth as buckets of sweat emerge from his porcelain,red hot forehead. Then finally. He stopped at 25,000
*sigh* sellout. Here we go again