The next morning I rode the Honda Trike to the store where I bought a faucet cap. It would prevent the pipe from dripping until the plumber came to re...ove the line supplying water to the pipe which I had used for the cold water supply.I went to the circuit breaker box and tripped the circuit to the camper. Then I read on the internet how to remove the wiring to my camper. It took almost a half hour before I was satisfied that it was safe. All that was finished before the tow truck arrived to. I have no rights. I have no name. I am presently called 57-5. That is lot 57, number five. That number is painted on my front and back.My new owner will probably rename me if he feels like it. Legally, I am considered to be livestock, an a****l to be owned or used. I have no past or no family. I am enjoying being a sex slave too much. Before the auction I am put on public display. There is no barrier between myself and the public. They can look at me and touch me. I cannot prevent it and I. Chapter 5 Dressed in a halter top , jeans & short heels Franny was on her knees sucking Todd's dong in the living room . In his favorite armchair Todd was watching a pissdrinking video from Germany . A 65 year old granny was being pissed on & drinking piss from a group of young men btwn the ages of 20-25 . Franny could tell that Todd was enjoying the xxx video from the way he roughly fucked her face & made her gag on his big wang .. It didnt take long for her son to give her a cumfacial. &. Rayne reached between Meg’s legs and rubbed at her through the crotch of her tight jeans, feeling a hint of wetness through the material. Meg grabbed the arms of the chair and moaned, the tip of her tongue slipping into the hole of Rayne’s lip-ring and tugging lightly. Rayne moaned softly even as Meg did the same, a rush of wetness greeting Rayne’s fingers even as she felt Meg shyly do the same.Rayne bit her lip, her hand forcing its way down Meg’s pants for the second time that night, finding.