Annabelle's life as an owned cow continued. As a warning to readers, there are elements of non consensual sex in this series. I highly recommend starting from part 1. I always love hearing from readers who enjoy my work, it helps fuel my passion for writing. Feel free to comment, message, or vote.

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It was another night of Annabelle sleeping in the barn naked. Another night restrained in an awkward position. However, having been fucked hard and deep by her new bull, Annabelle slept more soundly. She wasn’t dreaming of being at home in her bed, she dreamt of Eduardo’s cock. She pictured him walking into the barn, slapping her bare flesh, as he made his way behind her bound body, preparing to breed her.

The fertility medication that was making her incredibly horny was also impacting her dreams. Sex was all she could think about. With her hands tied, she couldn’t touch herself. She hadn’t been denied before. Annabelle had always been free to touch, play, and cum whenever the mood struck her. This was another side effect of her ownership. Robert wanted his cow to be in heat but unable to achieve the release she so desired, unless he allowed it.

Her dreams were hot and filled with aggressive, rough sex but without the ability to masturbate, Annabelle awoke more horny than before, if that was possible. Despite only having a few doses of the medications, her breasts started to feel larger. As the first ray of light broke over the horizon, she noticed a stirring outside of the barn door. It was earlier than she had been woken the prior day. The barn door opened and closed again, she noticed two men entering. Both were wearing dirty, old, ratty wife beaters and overalls. It seemed clear to Annabelle that they worked there but neither of the men were familiar to her.

“Well, look what we have here!” The older, fatter of the two men exclaimed.

“Jesus christ Rich, keep your voice down,” the taller man whispered. He swiftly made his way over to Annabelle and started to untie her. “If Mr. Smith catches us, we are fucking dead!”

“Relax Tim,” Rich replied. Annabelle recognized based on the conversation that these men were breaking Robert’s rules. With Tim now only a few feet away from her, she could tell he had a rather filthy job on the farm. His hands and clothes were caked in dirt, he smelled like manure, and he was a sweaty mess. She imagined that Rich looked the same but he was making his way over to the side of the barn to grab her prod. “Robert shouldn’t be up for another hour, we have plenty of time to play.”

That response didn’t seem to comfort Tim. His hands were shaking as he tried to undo the knots in the rope. He took a deep breath to calm his racing heart and then focused on his efforts to free the cow. Annabelle watched him work. He wasn’t attractive, in fact, he was rather disgusting, but he was a man with a cock.

“Are you going to be a good, little obedient cow for us?” Rich asked. He held the prod directly against her teat as he asked the question. Rich was less scared of getting caught and far more concerned about her running. He didn’t want to use the prod, he just wanted to scare her.

“Fuck… me…” Annabelle said. The words escaping her mouth were clearly not those of Andrea, the girl who had hucow fantasies only a few short days ago. They were the words of Annabelle, a sex crazed, imprisoned slut. Just the way Robert had intended. Well, almost how he had intended. He hadn’t wanted these men fucking his expensive cow.

“What was that?” Rich questioned. He was fairly certain he had heard correctly, but he wanted to hear those words coming out of her mouth again. He pulled the prod away and bent down close to Annabelle.

“Please, FUCK ME!” Annabelle repeated, looking directly into Rich’s eyes. This time her words were louder, more desperate. Rich could see the hunger in her eyes. Days ago, she would have given anything to be free. Her life now revolved around cock.

Robert had been very clear to his workers that only Alex and Victor, and other invited guests, were allowed in the barn. Once Annabelle had been allowed outside for exercise and everyone had seen the naked hucow, he had a further meeting with his staff to ensure they all understood the consequences of touching her. However, for Rich and Tim, the temptation was far too much. Once the ropes were removed, Rich grabbed her legs and Tim her arms and they pulled her away from the beams.

“I think Mr. Smith has her drugged. We shouldn’t need the prod,” Rich surmised. He threw the prod a good ten feet away before quickly removing his overalls. Tim on the other hand was more hesitant, he was still concerned about getting caught.

“Are you really sure that this is a good idea?” Tim questioned.

“The longer we wait, the more likely we are to get caught,” Rich stated. He seemed annoyed by Tim’s anxiety. Perhaps he shouldn’t have suggested to Tim that he join. He didn’t care to wait any longer. As Tim stalled, Rich positioned himself between her legs and started to thrust his cock into her wet hole. It felt amazing, for both of them. Annabelle was swollen from last night’s fucking and yet, she craved this stranger’s cock deep inside her. This was her first fuck ungagged and she was making the most of it. Her moans started to fill the barn.

“Tim, get your cock out and gag this cow!” Rich yelled. Tim was more horny now and slightly less anxious. Seeing Rich buried inside of the slut, he too wanted a piece of the action. He stripped off his clothes and knelt down beside her face with his knees spread. Annabelle was too focused on the cock inside of her pussy to notice that Rich’s cock was waiting for her mouth. He grabbed her head and positioned her mouth to take him inside. As she opened her mouth to moan again, he stuffed his cock inside of her ensuring she would only be able to make muffled noises.

With a new cock now inside of her mouth, Annabelle came. Neither of these men were Eduardo. They didn’t have his skill or his enormous dick, but they were still able to satisfy her urges at that moment. What she didn’t realize is that with every fuck, every orgasm, Annabelle was slowly becoming more conditioned to be nothing more than an owned animal. Her life had been taken from her but her humanity was being stripped away as well. Each orgasm brought her closer to being a brainless, wanton cow.

The two dirty farm hands explored her body. Rich especially loved fondling her tits. For her size, they felt rather full. They weren’t yet producing milk but the medication was already causing her breast cells to grow and divide. If she were allowed to wear a bra, she might have been a new cup size by the end of the day. Rich started to squeeze and pull at her nipples. He was hoping to milk her. He didn’t know that there was no milk in her tits. He started to slap them, hard. Rich thought that maybe by hitting them, he could start the flow of milk. Rich certainly wasn’t gentle with the cow’s teats.

“Rich, you are going to bruise her!” Tim noted. Of course, Tim was worried again. But he did love the sight of her tits being smacked. Paired with her eager mouth working his cock, he was in heaven. It didn’t matter to Annabelle that these men had been working for hours spreading manure in the far corner of the farm and that they reeked, being fucked by these foul men was exactly what she needed.

“Let’s switch, I want to finish in the cow’s mouth while I squeeze her tits,” Rich ordered. He was clearly in control of the encounter and Tim obeyed. Rich wasted no time inserting his cock deep down her throat. With Annabelle laying on the ground, Rich was kneeling over her head. As his cock entered her throat, his ass was directly over her face. She tasted his sweat and her juices as he thrusted into her. He rode her mouth and face like it was her second pussy. Rich also grabbed her tits hard, using them as leverage to fuck her face. As he got closer, Annabelle could feel Tim’s cock entering her pussy. She had two cocks in two of her holes. She wished for a third in her ass, simply because she was a needy, desperate slut.

“We should probably hurry…” Tim stated. He would have love to continue fucking her but knew that it was close to the hour. Alex and Victor would soon be arriving to take care of the animals. Mr. Smith would soon be awake and wanting to attend to his prized possession. Hurrying wasn’t an issue for Rich, he was ready to cum.

“Drink it all, cow!” Rich yelled, as he erupted with his cock buried in her mouth. Annabelle obliged, she swallowed over and over, making sure that none of his seed escaped from her mouth.

It was at that moment that Robert, accompanied by Alex and Victor, opened the barn door. Tim and Rich had been caught and both of them rushed to pull out of Annabelle. She had been on the edge of her second orgasm of the morning when they pulled out, leaving her empty and unfilled. She clearly wasn’t aware that others had joined them in the barn.

“No, NO! FUCK ME!” Annabelle screamed.

“Alex, this cow is a fucking mess. Get her cleaned up,” Robert said. His voice was stern. He was upset yet not surprised. Victor marched over to the location of the prod and picked it up as Robert continued. “And make sure she is back in her stall. It’s time for her procedure.”

Robert and Victor escorted Tim and Rich out of the barn. Robert had planned to make an example of these men, ensuring no one else would consider using his cow.