Tomo keened as he was beaten across the back of his legs. The cane whistled through the air landing with a snap. Tears flowed freely down his cheeks from his first punishment since arriving at the farm.
The lashes next landed on the front of his legs, sending his noises to a higher octave and he begged for mercy. His handler, Jennifer, looked furious as she rained blows down on her bull for losing the spot as alpha of the bulls.
"You have been here nearly three times as long as he has!" she screamed. "And he beat you with little effort! Now, you are restricted from breeding and have to be milked daily."
Landing the last lash across Tomo's cock he screamed and passed out.
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When Tomo came awake again his body was on fire from his beating, but his focus was started to focus on his hardening cock as it was manipulated by his handler. She touched and stroked lovingly bringing him near the brink of release only to stop and wait for a long moment.
He groaned and writhed at the loss of sensation. Having been so close but denied at the last moment. To his surprise her hands came back and started their ministrations once again. Faster and faster he climbed toward climax and just as he tipped over the edge, her hands retreated. He saw his semen loose from the end of his cock, but the normal pleasure of a release taken from him.
"That's only once today. We have many more to go. Perhaps you will fight harder next time." Jennifer snapped and stood up leaving Tomo restrained in a metal stall. He started to sob as she passed the entrance to the space.
* * * * * * *
Mika watched as Tomo was escorted to his stall later that night, sobbing and covered from head to hoof with stripes from a cane. He wanted to feel sorry for the former alpha, but did not regret taking his place. The experience of taming the heifer had not been like anything else he could remember, something he would do just about anything to maintain. He wondered if he would find the other females as enthralling as the one he was transported with, or if there was something about her.
He hoped in time, he would find out.
* * * * * * * *
Richie arrived at the farm in the middle of the night. He went to the office that had been assigned to him and brought up the camera that had been installed. There was one for each stall and six that covered the field where the cows frolicked, and two in each of the exam rooms.
A good view of how things were going.
The female that came with him was asleep on the bed in his assigned room. She was anxious to examine and sample the bulls, but knew she had work to do if she wanted to stay.
Flipping between the cameras he saw two of the males sobbing in their stalls, both covered with punishment marks and one in the female stalls.
* * * * * *
The breeding continued for three weeks before Tori's first check. She was visibly tired, having been worked over several times each day by the bulls. Yawning she waited for her handler to finish the tests he was running.
Over the time of her breeding she had been Mena's belly grow, carrying one of the bulls calves. When it was born, the handlers would run a DNA test to identify the bull who sired it and praise him.
"Well, Tori, it's official. You are going to have a calf." Isiah told her with a smile. Tori returned the smile, slightly apprehensive but happy her handler was pleased with her. "I have never been so lucky as being the last one to get assigned a heifer, and then getting you. There are rumours that some more heifers are arriving soon, that we will each have two to care for but I can't imagine getting one better than you." Tori mooed twice, ending with a questioning moo. "Because you and Mena have gotten pregnant with calves so quick, they are expecting to have more than originally thought."
Hearing the explanation, and not given a choice, she mooed her assent. There wasn't anything she could do to change her surroundings, so causing trouble would only get her lashed, or worse. Better to just accept and reap the benefits of obedience.
