This is the second in my first fetish series. If you made it this far, I hope you are enjoying it. Again, like my other stories posted here, I have much more written, just need to get it set for publishing here.
If you are actually enjoying it, I would like to hear it. As per my standard disclaimer:
All parties are older than 18. If this is not your cup of bog water, please move on to other things. Thank you
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Richie watched his newest test. They spent the night resting then returning to the bench to fuck. He was a little bummed that he wouldn't have one of them to modify, taking even their voice, but he couldn't wait to move with them to the farm to oversee the exercise.
The female with him looked down at her books, touching each column in the ledger with her pen as she counted. He smiled at her although she didn't notice. They had been assigned together, and although the beginning had been rough, they had fallen into an understanding. She was as eager to get to the farm as he was, the bulls made any girl drool.
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M1 lay in his stall sated. His cock still amazed him. Whatever they had done made it grow at least four inches flaccid, and boosted his stamina to levels he could only previously imagine. It came at a price of his freedom and mobility, but the feeling he achieved when he fucked was mind-blowing.
Just thinking about it hardened him and made him glance at the female in the next stall. She was pretty, and currently had breasts that were plump and round and desirable. He clamoured to all fours and shuffled over to the female, nudging her with his head. She stirred and smiled when she saw him.
Eagerly she moved to the bench and waited to once again be mounted. This time she didn't even try to speak, just make the sounds the gag allowed urging her bull to go harder, faster, to drive her more into the bench.
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The slaves woke to the light overhead being turned on and groaned in their gags. The door opened and in walked the two techs. One held a lead and cup while the other had a harness with the lead.
"Hello cattle. Today is your transport day. You are leaving our humble facility for your new home, a brand new farm where you will be among your own kind." the second tech started as he approached the male. "Right now, I am going to secure you for transport. First, a mild sedative," she explained as she injected something into his neck. "And then making sure our goods aren't damaged in transit."
The second tech moved the cup underneath the male, making sure his cock was gathered into the space and buckled it around his waist. He immediately started to feel tired and gave a groan in protest.
Seeing the male contained, the first tech sedated the female and put the harness under her breasts, almost like a bra. She sighed, letting her handler know that she appreciated the treatment.