(Captured again! You feel your little body roughly placed in the plastic molding machine, a few loud pops, and you've been plastic-wrapped once more. You can't move your limbs or head at all. You can't even speak or yell with the ???????? in your mouth. All you can do is look around as you fall down the factory belt and shipped away to the market store. The bored super-market employee on the other-side of the transparent plastic film looks at you with a slight prudish disdain as he places you on the shelf for sale. Looking around the container, you can see the sex toys you're being sold with. Collars, leashes, butt-plugs, and beads! This time is serious, you're being marketed as a genuine sex toy! At-least they left some clothes on you. Whoever purchases you is gonna be a absolute pervert. Speaking of which, here they come now to ogle you...)

(Describe your new Master! Be as descriptive or vague as you wish.)