In Charge of the Farm

"Please! What are you doing!? Let me go!" the male protested and struggled moving toward the small room. "Why are you doing this? If I get free, I'm going to kick your ass."

The male screamed as Richie lashed him four times with a cane and shoved him into the room. Catching his balance, the male sprinted for the door only to be knocked to the floor.

"Phase two starts when you learn to live on your knees." Richie explained and shut the door, locking it from the outside. The only way Richie could know what the male was doing was through the window. The thrall could see the male's mouth moving but the soundproof doors carried nothing to the outside. The last thing Richie did was push the button to start the recording inside the male's cell.

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It took six days for both the male and the soft female to finally give in to the demands being made of them. Both of them rested on all fours, held down by chains and bars. They had been living that way for two days, female still sobbing and the male looking resigned.

"I'm going to move the male today to level two. Keep him hobbled, but start with the drug regiment." Richie explained to the female who currently rode his cock while straddling him. Her breasts bounced nicely, her fingers keeping the nibs erect.

"I want him when he's injected. There is nothing better than a bull cock bending you over and tickling your throat." Tina moaned. Richie's hands came up and grabbed her breasts, encouraging the bouncing.

Richie didn't respond. He could not compete with the cock of a bull, but even though that's what she preferred, she was still in his bed. Tugging on Tina's breasts he thrust into her ass and forced her to keep pace.

"Oh, fuck, Richie." Tina moaned, her words filled with pauses as she was thrown up and down. "Please, baby, hit me. Please, Richie."

Flooding her ass Richie slapped her breasts with both hands, one on each side. That sent the female creening and convulsing. The action kept pressure on his cock and he enjoyed the sensation of her spasms squeezing every drop out of him.

"You coming back tonight, baby?" Tina questioned him as she composed herself. There were bruises forming on her breasts from where Richie had hit them, and one healing on her ass from days before.

"Depends on how much I get done. I'll be back eventually. You going somewhere?" Richie asked his own question. Tina was a pathetic cock sucker and a bull junkie, but Richie enjoyed her for what she was. She loved pain, demanded it for her own climax, but was not replaceable.

"I have to go and collect some more females. The barns we supply have been demanding more heifers. They are making a mint on offspring." Tina climbed off the bed and started to dress as well. "I should be gone more than a week."

"Well, let yourself out." Richie told her as he finished his preparation for the day.

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"Come on, male." Richie coaxed the male who had learned to stay on his knees. "There is a surprise for you. Crawl out here, bull."

The male walked out of the single room into the start of the second leveled room. Once the door closed behind him, he would not go back unless he was physically violent and eight days of solitude and boredom was enough to convince most it wasn't worth it.

Once he stepped out of the room the door slammed behind him and two others moved to put the permanent hobbler on him with the gloves. Secured Richie showed him to the new room, letting him walk around on his new hooves.

"Here is your new food trough and water container. Both will be filled daily. I encourage you to eat and drink as much as you can, you will be needing the calories and liquid. If you feel like fucking something, there is a hole in your bedroom wall that you can stick your cock in and relieve yourself. I also encourage you to try that. It is a vital part of a bull's life and it is best if you get in the routine early." Richie explained. The male nodded but gave no other response.

Richie took the water bottle out to fill it with him. The water would be laced with Viagra every fill up, forcing the bull to relieve itself and thus training him to fucking something every day. After the injections in about two weeks, the drug would not be necessary, the sheer size of his cock would take its place.

The thrall reset the water container and approached the male who started to try to stand. Finding himself unable he made angry noises through the gag, warning the man to stay away.

"Take it easy, little bull. I would hate to show you who was boss right now, especially before you get your tail. A forcible ass fuck before you are conditioned is damaging to your psyche right now. But rest assured I would gladly do it if you raise a single hoof at me." Richie threatened and saw the male shrink back.

Thee hours later the male's cock was throbbing with help from the drug in his water. He paced the two rooms, but the erection would not abate. Finally he remembered what he had been told and explored his sleeping and eating room.

Sure enough there was a hole in the wall right at cock height. It seemed intentionally large, the hole, and dwarfed his cock next to it. Tentatively he put the tip of his cock into the hole and immediately moaned. A second later he fully thrust into the hole and repeated the action fiercely.

With the drug in his system it took the male a little longer to achieve release, but he bellowed it out when it finally washed over him. He retreated, panting to catch his breath. To the bull's surprise his cock didn't soften and he eyed the hole again.

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A week later the bull was ruled by his cock. The drugs kept him hard most of the time, and when he wasn't eating or sleeping, he was fucking the wall. He threw himself into the fucking, slamming his hooves into the wall as he exploded.

Richie watched one such session, seeing the bull thrust furiously and roughly. He cared not for what was on the other side of the wall. He wanted his release and would do anything to get it. That was where Richie wanted him. Bull's were not gentle to the heifers, so training them to be so was a disservice to both.

The following week the bull's drugs were lessened, but the scent from the heifer's collars were pumped into the room in small doses to get him used to the smell. On his third week in level two the drugs were completely gone and only the scent drove the bull. While not as often as when the drugs were flowing, the bull still visited the wall at least three times a day.

It was time to move him to a heifer. There was one in the facility that was docile enough to be patient with a learning bull. She enjoyed the breeding, but couldn't maintain a place in any herd she had been placed in. Instead of destroying her, she was given purpose as a training aid.

Richie came into the bull's rooms, finding him resting on his pallet. He mooed low, warning the intruder in what was essentially his stall. The thrall held up a lead rope.

"It is time you are moved to the next stage, bull. While a wall trained you, a wall is not a live heifer. You need experience with a heifer in the flesh. Come here and let me lead you." Richie commanded. Cowed, the bull came over, head down and didn't resist as a muzzled was placed over his mouth and attached to a lead.

The bull followed silently. The thought of a heifer hardened his cock. Once he was led through a door in his shower room, he was in something that resembled an outdoor field. It had the scent of fresh air, but something about the feeling was wrong.

"If you breed well this time, you will get to the last part of being a bull. You will go through the injections to make you a real bull, the bull she is begging for right now."

The bull looked where Richie was pointing and saw a female out in the middle of the field. Her breasts swayed as she walked and the tail moved seductively from side to side. She would walk four steps, pause and look back at the pair.

Seeing the female he pulled on the lead, trying to get free and to the object of his lust. Richie restrained him for a moment longer, letting the feeling build before unlatching the lead and letting the animal run free.

The closer the bull got, it was enthralled by the scent coming from the female's collar, specifically designed to entice bulls. He made it to the female and tried to mount her immediately, only to be rebuked by the heifer who turned away. A angry sound escaped from behind his gag, demanding and protesting at the same time. The heifer gave a dismissive sound and moved away.

Fury escaped the bull and he charged the female, trying to knock her to the ground. When he was close enough to touch her, a hoof came and smacked him across the jaw. Stars flew in the bull's eyes as he recoiled from the strike, but her collar still enticed him.

He looked up and finally saw her. She was willing as long as he wasn't violent. Demanding, but not dangerous. Seeing a different look in his eyes, she gave a positive sound and wiggled her tail as she moved. The bull made a loud sound, demanding of her and she paused, looking at him expectantly. As he moved forward, she moved away, forcing him to chase her. A moo and a stomp of his hoof stopped her again, another positive sound greeting him. He inched closer and she didn't move.

Finally the bull was close enough to touch the heifer, the scent from her collar forcing his cock to its limits. As he went to mount her, she allowed his cock to slide inside of her, giving a moan as it did. Overcome with lust now, the bull wasted no time fucking the willing heifer, pulling her tighter with his front hooves. She moaned and writhed under his thrusts until he exploded inside her cunt.

As soon as he was finished Richie came forward and moved to herd him away from the female who was giving sad moos, left wanting by the bull. The bull was taken back into his two rooms and secured.

"That went relatively well. Heifers like strong, dominate bulls, not erratic, violent ones. You will have a field of them laying down for you if you show them you are in charge, but hurt one and the whole herd will turn against you." Richie advised. "I am going to give you an injection. It is going to hurt, I won't lie. If you resist, I will tie you down and do it anyway. Once you have it, tomorrow you will be a full bull and will be able to give that heifer out there a fucking that will leave her panting in the field."

Richie led the bull to a table and helped the animal onto the stainless steel surface. The syringe he retrieved was full of four hundred cc's of liquid, a long needle sticking out from the tip. The bull stared at it, eyes growing wide.

"Jen, assist, please." Richie called out. A female in scrubs entered the room, a thick cane in her hand. "If you move, she will strike you. At this level you will be corrected for bad behavior. She is quite good at her aim. I would hold still."

The bull turned away from the male, trying to not see what he was doing. Two minutes later soft hands massaged his balls, rousing his cock. Te two people spoke quietly for a minute and the pressure on his balls increased, giving a similar reaction to his cock. A sharp pinch on the side of his cock had his screaming out, trying to move away. The action was followed by three sharp strikes on his ass from the cane. Needle removed from one side, Richie moved to the other and applied the needle again. Once again the bull screamed and once again he was caned.

When Richie retreated the manipulation of his balls also stopped and he was allowed to get off the table. He started to move back to his bed when pain as he had never experienced overwhelmed him and he screamed louder than he ever had. On and on the scream went as the pain was never-ending. Eventually the bull passed out in the hallway, a scream now silent on his lips.