The following week followed the same routine. There was little to do but think and plot about rising in the ranks. Mika knew that he had a new chance to rise in breeding standards. He had not been beaten the previous week, as it was his first week, but if he didn't move, it would not stay the cane this week.
Mika was led from his stall with the other three males into the field. The females were not out, it was just the bulls. The handlers were giving them a chance to set the hierarchy for the next breeding cycle for the week.
Tomo, Mika decided, could stay as Alpha this week. Mika didn't want to be top, he just wanted to be out of the bottom, and given the chance to fuck the females.
As soon as the bulls were released into the field Tomo strutted around, daring any of the other three to challenge him. Mika moved away, looking to the other two. One was looking to Tomo for guidance while the other watched him warily.
Unlike the other males, Mika had not gotten to get rid of some of his stress. He was motiviated to dethrone one of them for his chance. He moved toward one who tried to move away, but was cut off by the new male.
Seeing the male move, Mika mooed at him, an obvious challenge. The male responded and tried to thrust out his chest, but Mika would not be deterred. He moved to Jona, letting out a sound, ordering the male to back down. Not wanting to be beaten, or lose his privilages Jona stood his ground, trying to snap at Mika.
As the other male moved to snap at him, Mika moved his hoof and caught the other bull under the jaw and threw him to the ground, standing over the downed male and mooing at him. A weak answer came as the defeated allowed Mika to stay over him.
"All right, bulls. Back off." came Jennifer's command. her bull came to her side. Tomo preened by his handler's side. "Take Jona and get them switched. Mika will participate in the next breeding. Jona will be milked for the next two weeks to build him back up."
Paige, unable to argue, collected her bull and led him out of the field. Mika looked to Elise who smiled at him and motioned for him to come to her. Eagerly he did, waiting to see what she would do. Reaching for a key, Elise unfastened the cup holding his cock against his body and letting the member swing free.
It became rock-hard with the slightest breeze and Mika mooed in despair at his inability to gain release.
"Oh, he's an eager one." Jo laughed watching the bull and his cock. "Tomorrow, bull. You will get to breed tomorrow."
Mika mooed in understanding and waited for his handler to direct him. She motioned that he should use the field, but he found it impossible while his cock was hard. Miserable he paced, trying to distract his mind from the overwhelming desire to fuck. The other two finished and were led back to their stall while Elise waited for her bull.
"Trouble, Mika?" Elise questioned and received a moo in response. Mika started to get more exited as his handler came toward him until she brought her hand back and smacked him on the leg. He cried out in protest. When his cock didn't soften, she struck him again. It took five such strikes until Mika was more focused on the pain than his cock. "That's a good bull. After tomorrow it will be easier. Now come on, feeding time."
Mika shuffled his hooves as he was led back to his stall, almost feeling betrayed by his handler. His leg hurt, and a small section was starting to bruise. He didn't answer as she spoke to him and went listlessly into his stall, turning from the food in the trough.
"You can pout, Mika, but I don't know what you expected. I don't fuck bulls. I fuck men. You have to wait till tomorrow. But I will tell you what the others don't know." Elise explained and Mika looked up at her. "Tori? The heifer you came in with? That's the breeding bitch tomorrow."
Mika gave a moo, long and strong.
"I can see if you can challenge Tomo tomorrow morning for first rights on the heifer?" Elise suggested and saw Mika's eyes widen. "If you want to try that, stomp a hoof."
STOMP Mika brought his hoof down as hard as he could.