Down On The Farm 03 Processing

Morning came quickly for the two tired cows. Stretching as she struggled to her hands and knees, she went to her trough and put some water on her dry throat.

She heard noise down her hall, cows being moved out of their stalls and into the field. Finally Isiah came and collected her. She was still on a lead and she saw why when she was brought into the field where this time she was not alone.

The other heifers eyed her, trying to size her up. They narrowed their eyes and made loud noises to challenge the newcomer to prove herself. Isiah's lead prevented her from doing so. Instead he reached into his pocket, puling out a handful of something she couldn't make out and threw them into the field.

The others abandoned her for whatever he had thrown, giving her the privacy she needed to use the bathroom. When she was finished Isiah led her back into the building, but not into the area with her stall.

Someone else was waiting for her with a clipboard. "Has it been a problem?" the waiting female asked taking the lead from Isiah and leading her to a scale on the floor for dogs.

"No, not an issue. I think it's still a shock." Isiah responded, watching as the second woman took his ward to a piece of metal in the floor. Once she was standing on it, it started to lift into the air. The slave cried out only to receive a correction on her ass.

"Quiet." the female said as she approached. The left had brought her back near even with her eyes. "Do you have an idea for a name, or should I just use the next generic in line?"

Isiah shrugged. "Tori." he suggested. The female nodded and turned to a table. There was tapping on a piece of metal out of sight before she returned with a thicker collar.

"Carefully remove the other one. You know how irritated Chase gets when they get damaged." the female commanded and Isiah gently unsnapped the collar that had been around her neck. As soon as the first one was clear, the second was snapped into place. "Now, 'Tori' that is your name. See on the tag here?" a small gold disk proclaimed the name she had been given. "We are going to make sure your new collar works. Do not be alarmed at what you hear. Just stand there or I will stripe you before you leave."

Turning back to a handheld computer the female pushed a button, making light on Tori's collar flash. Second a sharp pinch on her neck forced her to cry out and shake her head. Next, a foul aroma filled Tori's nose before dissipating. Finally a loud alarm sounded in the small room which made Tori panic and move around.

"Well, it works, but you couldn't maintain any sort of calm. Ten stripes for the noise, ten for the panic." the female yanked Tori over to a wall where her collar was secured.

Isiah led Tori out of the room a half hour later, stripes covering her back and pained her to move. Every time she moved, the tag at her throat jingled, reminding her it was there.

"Ah, This might be good for you to see. Mel, one of the other heifers, are up for breeding." Isiah led her to the edge of the enclosed pen.

Inside the pen was a female cow, breasts still confined, but her eyes were darting around. Tori saw why when three bulls moved to surround her. Their cocks were fully erect, and they were practically salivating at the thought of getting to the female.

One came forward only to be challenged by one of the other males. They scuffled for a moment, the larger of the two surprisingly defeated, who backed up. The victor looked to the other who stayed where he was leaving the winning male to approach the female.

His fight was not yet finished. The female wasn't prepared, or perhaps not too keen, on being bred and tried to move from the male. He ran up to her, knocking her to the ground with his full weight. She screamed a moo in protest, cut off by the bulls cock ramming into her throat.

The male gave a shout at the female to dominate her into accepting his breeding. He tapped her with his back hooves as she kept his cock in her mouth.

Finally the male retreated and the female turned over, allowing the male to mount her. He fucked her roughly and quickly, giving a strong grunt with each thrust. Even though he wore the same mask as the females, just as he was about to climax he put his head down and managed to get a piece of skin on her back and give a semblance of a bite.

It was what the female was wanting, because as soon as he did, she screamed a release of her own, falling further onto the grass. When the male was finished he turned, throwing dirt back on her with a back hoof. The other males lowered their heads as the winner passed.

As soon as he was gone, the other two males moved in to take their turn. They each fucked the female in turn, giving her some sort of outlet for her own release. When both were done, they abandoned the female, heading back to the bar separated from Tori's.

"Exciting, huh? Heifers are bred everyday for a month until they conceive. After birth, they are given two months before they are put back onto the program."

Tori gave a small noise in approval. It reminded her of when the other slave cornered her and fucked her. She wondered if the bulls liked it more if they fought. When her time came, she would find out.

Isiah motioned for her to follow him back to her stall. Once there he paused, reaching into his pocket. "Can you be a good girl for me. Tori?"

Tori looked up at his, questioningly until his hands moved to his belt buckle. He pulled out a small piece of chocolate out of his pocket. The aroma wafted toward her and she shuffled forward a step.

"Be a good girl, and you get the treat." he coaxed. With a nod Tori moved her head toward his crotch, taking his hard cock into her mouth. The gag didn't allow much stimulation other than her tongue, which she started moving furiously. Feeling him move she noticed that the same grooves that caught food on her gag acting to provide sensation to him as he pumped in and out of her mouth. "Oh, that's nice." Ten minutes later he shoved his cock all the way in and unloaded down her throat.

As he retreated he pulled the chocolate out of his pocket and moved to her gag. Comforting her by petting her hair he moved the edge of the gag out of the way and placed the chocolate into her mouth allowing her to savour the flavour until it melted.

Seeing this small kindness, she nuzzled his hand as he stroked her hair, closing her eyes from the taste of the chocolate. "See, I can be kind. I don't promise it every time, but it is an option at times. Now, Tori, into your stall. You get to meet the others tomorrow."

Tori went into her cell satisfied. As she found a comfortable position to sleep, the taste of chocolate still dissolving in her mouth.

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Elise woke the male slave the following morning by rattling the door on his stall. Startled, he looked up and saw her smiling at him. Even confined in the cup from travel the previous night, his cock stirred at the face in the morning.

"Let's go, big boy. Time to get you processed and named then show you what is going on here." she entered his stall with a lead and got him to his hooves and out the door in record time. "First things first, oh wait. There's Mel. I think you might enjoy this. Watch."

The slave turned where directed and saw a female surrounded by three other males, all erect and looking with hunger at the female. Watching her scuffle with the first male, she eventually relented and was fucked quickly and without preamble by the three males.

He groaned in appreciation, looking up at Elise for explanation. "Oh, the heifers are bred one a month until they conceive. During that time, they are open to sex at any and all times by all the bulls. Maybe if you are a good boy you will get to taste her later this week."

Bemoaning his status, he still followed Elise through a door and seeing a male sitting with a clipboard.

"Any problems so far?" the male asked his handler who shook his head. "Excellent. They reported no problems with the female either. Nice to see some docile ones every so often."

"He has done what I asked him. He just watched some of Mel's breeding. I think he's interested." Elise told the male who smiled at the slave.

"Do you have a pet name for this one, or should I go to next on the list?"

"Name him Mika. I like the way it sounds." Elise told him and he jotted a note on a paper.

"All right, 'Mika' get ready to swap your collar." he told him. "If you make noise, I am going to punish you, right here in front of Elise. Don't make me do that." he warned.

The male slave, now Mika, nodded. He was led onto a piece of metal set into the floor, looked once over and then the man jotted on the paper. A loud hissing sound caused him to startle and receive a slap on his ass. The metal was lifted into the air, making Mika shake.

"Now, now. That is not a good boy." the man scolded. Mika cried out when a sharp pain came from his neck and coughed at the foul odor. "He will have to be punished."

"Yes, sir." Elise agreed, her voice sad as Mika was led to a corner and striped with a cane fifteen times. "Come on, Mika. Let's get you settled."

Still stinging from the blows Mika moved slowly, but turned his head as they passed the field where he had seen Mel and the other three males. He saw them still there, the female on the ground and the three males facing each other.

They each let out a sound that was part moo, part roar. The smallest one being the loudest. As the others tried to come toward him, he turned and kicked, sending one to the ground. The second male backed off and watched the small bull move toward the female. He moved his with his head, stamping his hoof next to her head.

She let out a tired moo, but the male nudged her again, snapping at her ear. She recoiled and allowed herself to be mounted, too tired to do anything but be fucked.

Once the bull was finished the other two took their turns and a horn sounded. Each stamping a hoof in dominance the bulls moved toward the edge of the grassed pen and the female crawled toward the other side.

Coming into their section the three males glanced over the newest edition. The two more submissive ones looked at him curiously, sparing a glance to the smaller but intimidating bull. The small one had thrust his chest forward, challenging him to a brawl, but Mika cowered back unfamiliar with the protocol.

Seeing his opponent cowed, the three other bulls moved toward their stalls. Elise caressed his hair. "It's ok. They are nice as long as you aren't competing for mating. The one who mates the most usually has the calves. Calves are important. If they are good, you may get pulled for a solo breeding of a heifer from somewhere else."

Elise motioned to his stall and he obediently shuffled into the small space. The female smiled at him. Surveying the additions to the stall, he noticed there was no bathroom corner. He gave a questioning moo to the person still outside his stall.

"Do you need the field?" she asked and he nodded, hanging his head embarrassed. "No, that's good. We like obedient bulls. Come on then." Elise led him to the field that was now empty. Reaching down she freed his cock, making him moan as it swung free, "Sorry, no relief. We find that it makes bulls more motivated when it's their time to breed. The little bull, Tomo, is getting a small hat with little horns. He's been Alpha since he got here. So be careful. He's bred four calves from three heifers."

Mika listened to the female, trying to relax his bladder to empty it in front of her.

"Don't worry. I know it's hard, but you will get used to it." she encouraged and finally a stream of urine flowed into the grass. "All right. Let's get you back to sleep.

Back in his stall, Mika tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable, trying to get the smell of Elise out of his nose which cramped his cock in its restrictive cup.

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The next day Tori's stall was opened and she was encouraged to go out with the other five females. She moved slowly into the field, finding herself surrounded within minutes of clearing the grass. One of the females raised her head and let out a moo. Tori repeated the action, trying to be assertive to her new barn mates.

Two of the herd were obviously submissive and they bowed to the new female as soon as she raised her head. The third female watched the other more dominate females to see where the confrontation would do. Tori stepped forward, her head high challenging the other female to either submit or fight.

The other female moved to try and shoulder Tori who responded first, knocking the female back. The pushed female struggled to recover until Tori moved to stand over her, nipping at her ear with her gagged mouth.

The defeated female lowered her head, mooing a sad defeat before Tori retreated. The three other females crowded the new victor, rubbing their heads against her showing support. Tori let out a aggressive moo, getting louder as it continued.

"Looks like the new heifer takes the herd, eh Lucas?" Isiah prompted as five males walking into the field. The red headed man looked disappointed, but nodded as he moved to the defeated female. "I know Tori was a prize. Too bad none of you wanted her." the man boasted. "Make sure you take Beth for her strapping for being Omega."

"Yea, yea. You don't need to rub it in." the male named Lucas clipped a lead to his heifer who started to protest. He responded with three hard slaps to the female's leg, leaving red handprints where he contacted. "Move it, cow." The female squealed as her handler slapped her and pulled on her lead.

"That's a good girl." Isiah praised Tori. "Although you might want to watch her in a few days. The heifer on the bottom gets strapped every week, especially when they lose. She will be coming to fight for her place back."

Tori looked to the other three females now standing with a handler, then back to hers.

"This is Mena." the blonde handler motioned to one of the submissive cows. "I'm John."

"Wila." the brown haired handler spoke up. "Mike."

"And this is Celia." the last handler motioned to the indecisive female. "I'm Brad."

"It looks like Beth is taken from breeding this week. Mena is next, yes?" Isiah questioned and Tori saw the named heifer perk up at the thought.

"Unless you wanted yours, since she won." John offered, obviously wanting his female to have a chance.

"I think it's best if she sits out this week. There is still much to learn for her and I wouldn't want to overwhelm her." Isiah told the other three. "She's gets her turn before Beth does again."

The handlers took their females out to the field. The other three looked over toward the bull barn, seeing the three males watching them, all erect cocks pointing at them. Mena blushed at the attention, but moved from the other three, mooing at the males who were watching her. As she turned she made sure to shake her tail eliciting loud noises from the males.

"I'll let Mena stay in the field with the males." John told the trio left. "Why don't you take Tori to watch Beth so she knows what happens, then take her to see the other two."

"Good idea. Thanks John." Isiah agreed, leading Tori away who glanced back at Mena practically strutted into the field. "Don't worry. You will get your turn. Before that, you have service and maybe even some rewards if you do well." he promised.

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On the other side of the field the males strained at the fence that contained them. They mooed and shouted incomprehensible words to the female who remained in the field.

Elise came to Mika, touching him on the back as the other three handlers came to their wards. "Don't worry. Your turn will come. You need to see first, before you participate and find your place."

"This is Jona." one of the handlers motioned to one of the other two cows. "I'm Paige."

"This is Tomo." the Alpha's handler motioned to the bull who had a hat on his head with little horns either to prompt the female, or ward off the males. "He's been Alpha for nearly a year now. You will only get to breed when you beat out one of the males. They will go into the cup and you will come out. The Omega is always beaten after a breeding session. They like to think it's "motivational". I'm Jennifer."

"This is Rime." the last of the bull's handlers. "I'm Jo. I hope you get out of the bottom soon."

Finally the bull's handlers saw that Mena had finished whatever she was doing and was now looking to the male pen with desire. Jennifer leaned down and whispered to her bull, Tomo, who gave a grunt in reply. Seeing that the other three bulls were still on leads, she opened the gate for him to charge the waiting female.

Mika watched the bull charge the female, head down. He expected her to submit or being skewered, which she did. Seeing the bull she moved into breeding position. Tomo barely slowed as he met her and jammed his rock-hard cock into her with one shove. She mooed a scream, her head thrown back. Tomo reached forward with his gag and caught a piece of her hair in his mouth as he continued his assault.

After the first few minutes Mena began to respond to the bull's harsh treatment. She made noise as she approached climax, but not quick enough for the male who unloaded and shoved the female aside with his new horns. Mika whined, gasping noises as she begged for one of the other bulls to come to her. Seeing the alpha bull was finished, the three other handlers released their bulls.

The other two ran to her, shoving each other to mount her first while Mika moved to her head, nuzzling it with his own. She looked at him, interrupted with a moo as another bull found it's home inside her, and looked at his cupped cock that was straining at it's restraints and let out a sigh. She tapped it with her nose. He mirrored her sigh, and saw that she was falling into the fucking she was getting. Slower than the alpha, Mika was starting to rise again toward her own pleasure.

Mika continued to nuzzle her as she was fucked, feeling her nuzzle him back, even nip at him with her gag. He gave her a moo, nipping at the junction of her neck and shoulder. Pushing onto him, she gave a loud, long moo as her release overcame her. Mika held her up, his head under her neck.

When the second male was finished, the third took his place, but Mena stayed close to Mika. She nudged his cup, trying to unlodge it to no avail. Finally he could do nothing but watch as the third bull fucked the heifer, and he remained enclosed.

Finally the handlers came and retrieved both the males and female, leading them back to their own barn. Mika looked at the other two males, unwilling to think about Tomo yet. As he was led into a room with a strange table, a plan was forming.

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Across the yard, in the heifer office Beth was being led into a similar office, Tori watching close behind. The female was led over the short table and hooked down with two leads.

As soon as she was positioned, the table started to rise, coming up to lift her off her hands and knees and unable to escape the punishment.

She mooed in protest as the female who had processed Tori entered the room with a cane. The human female circled the incapacitated heifer, tapping her with the cane she wielded.

As the first lash came down, the heifer was screaming, begging if she had words. Twenty welts rose on the female before she was taken back to her stall. Tori watched both in horror and fascination. While the thought to be caned was outweighed the thought of being fucked by three bulls.

Tori was led back to her stall, thinking about what she would do when it was her turn.