Anna's head was pounding. Her first thoughts were of a hangover. Her mouth felt like cotton and she was just a little warm. She sat up stretching, taking in her day as she normally did. But something was off. She was not in her bedroom or even her house. No, she was in the middle of someone's yard, surrounded by trees and several…fences? She was in a cage in a yard, her heart racing as she frantically looked around.

With a jolt, memories of the previous night flooded back to her. She remembered the intruder, then getting raped by several men? No that wasn’t right either. Suddenly it hit her. The introducer was her husband and the other men? Dogs. She remembered him tying her up and being fucked in front of him.

He also fucked her after the dogs and told her he was going to get ride of her? Was this her punishment?

But how had she ended up here?

As she tried to piece together the events of the night, she noticed a figure standing just outside the fence. It was a man, dressed in all black, and he was watching her intently. Panic rose up in Anna's chest as she realized she was being held captive.

Anna had been in this cage for hours now, her body aching and her stomach growling. She had been given no food or water, and the hot sun beat down on her relentlessly. She could hear the sounds of animals all around her, but she couldn't see much beyond the small fenced-in area that she was trapped in.

Her mind was racing with questions and fears. Who was this man? What did he want from her? And why had he taken her to this secluded farm?

As the day wore on, Anna's thoughts turned to her husband. How could he have done this to her? They were married for eleven years, and she never would have thought he was capable of such cruelty. But then again, she never would have thought he would rape her with dogs either.

The sound of footsteps approaching snapped Anna out of her thoughts. She looked up to see the man in black walking towards her cage again. This time, he was accompanied by another man – tall and muscular with a menacing aura.

"Who are you?" Anna demanded as they stood outside the fence.

"We're here to take care of you," the man replied with a wicked smirk on his face.

"What do you want from me?" Anna asked, fear creeping into her voice.

"All will be revealed in due time," the other man said cryptically before turning away and leaving Anna alone once again.

The sun began to set, casting an eerie orange glow over the farm. Anna shivered as she realized nightfall would bring even more darkness and danger.

As if on cue, she heard a loud howling coming from the woods behind the farm. The hair on the back of her neck stood up as she recognized it as a pack of wild wolves.

"Great," Anna muttered to herself, "now I'm trapped in a cage with no food or water and surrounded by wolves."

She could hear other things first. The first thing was a bunch of dogs but there was other too? A few horses, some goats, and lots of chickens. It was a farm in the middle of the forest from what she could gather.

Eventually the man came back holding two bowls. The first one was filled with other and the other - left overs. He came up to her gate then kneeled in front of it. There was a foot by foot hole which he slipped both of the bowls inside of her cage after unlocking it.

“Eat bitch.” The farmer said securing the fence once more. Anna was shocked at the treatment.

Anna cautiously approached the bowls of food, her stomach grumbling in hunger. She couldn't believe this man was treating her like a wild animal, throwing scraps at her and leaving her in a cage. But she also knew she needed to eat if she wanted to survive whatever ordeal she had been thrown into.

She picked up the bowl of water and gulped it down thirstily before turning to the other bowl. It was filled with some kind of stew, and although it looked unappetizing, Anna's hunger overcame her hesitation. She ate quickly, trying not to think about where the meat came from.

As she finished eating, Anna noticed a figure approaching from the shadows. It was a woman – tall and slender with long dark hair – and she seemed familiar to Anna.

"You," Anna said as recognition dawned on her. "You were at my house."

The woman only smirked in response before unlocking the gate and stepping inside the cage with Anna.

"What do you want from me?" Anna asked again, feeling angry and scared all at once.

"You know what I want," the woman replied with a coldness in her voice that sent chills down Anna's spine.

"I don't understand," Anna said, genuinely confused.

"You will," the woman said as she grabbed Anna's arm roughly and began dragging her out of the cage towards a nearby barn.

Anna struggled against her captor's grip, but she was no match for the woman's strength. As they entered the barn, Anna saw another man standing there – tall and muscular like the one who had accompanied the man in black earlier.

"Is this her?" he asked, eyeing Anna greedily.

"Yes," the woman replied with a hint of satisfaction in her voice. "She's ready."

“Ready for what?” Anna was still unsteady on her feet causing herself to fall to the ground. The two women wrestled a bit, the men whisteling with a bit of excitement and laughing some.

Eventually one of the men would step up grabbing Anna by the hair. He drug her over to a rig set up for hoofing. Tying her in place she was left bent over but fully clothed.

“All right get her pants down.” Said the head of the group, the oldest farmer who looked to be in his late 60s. Later she found out his name was Greg.

“No! Leave me alone! If you let me go, I won’t tell anyone!” Anna was horse from screaming again. Greg came to her other side grasping her cheeks making her look up at him.

“Scream all you want, no one will hear you here.” A wicket smirk pressed his lips. “Now, I’m going to get you branded. Your husband sold you to me. You’re mine now.”

Anna's heart dropped as she processed what Greg had just said. Sold? By her own husband? Tears began to pour down her face at the betrayal.

"No, please," she begged, struggling against her restraints. "I don't even have a husband. I came here looking for work."

Greg laughed and the other men joined in, finding her desperation amusing.

"Liar!" he spat, slapping her across the face. "We know who you are. The man who brought you here told us everything."

Anna's mind was racing, trying to figure out how they could have mistaken her for someone else. But before she could question any further, one of the men grabbed a hot branding iron from the fire and held it up to her skin.

"Please, don't do this," Anna cried, closing her eyes tightly.

But the searing pain that followed was like nothing she had ever felt before. She screamed and struggled as they branded her with their mark – a crude symbol of ownership burned into her flesh forever.

When it was over and they released her from the rig, Anna collapsed onto the ground in agony. The men laughed and taunted her as they left the barn, leaving Anna alone to weep in pain and despair.

Hours passed before Anna was able to gather enough strength to stand up again. The barn was closed from what she could see leaving her alone with the horses. There was only a crude light from the manager office that was left on.

Anna stumbled over to one of the horses in the stalls and buried her face in its soft mane. The animal whinnied softly, as if sensing her distress. Anna wrapped her arms around its neck, finding solace in its comforting warmth.

"I don't know what's going on," she whispered to the horse. "But I need a friend right now."

The horse nuzzled her back, and Anna took it as a sign that maybe, just maybe, things would be okay. She stayed there for a while, finding comfort in the presence of the gentle creature.

After some time, Anna knew she had to figure out a way to escape. She couldn't stay here forever, branded like cattle and at the mercy of these cruel men.

As the night wore on, Anna's mind was racing with thoughts of escape. She knew she couldn't stay here forever, but she also knew that her chances of getting out were slim. The barn was locked from the outside, and even the windows had been boarded up.

Anna decided to explore her surroundings further, hoping to find some sort of weakness in their security. She walked around the barn, checking every door and window. But they were all securely shut and locked.

Frustrated, Anna went back to the stalls where the horses were kept. She found a water trough where the animals drank and plunged her face into it, splashing water on herself to clean off the dirt and grime.

She took a long drink from the trough as well, quenching her thirst after hours of crying and screaming. The cool water felt soothing against her burning skin from the branding iron.

Feeling slightly refreshed, Anna decided to give herself a makeshift bath in the trough. She took off her torn and dirty clothes and dunked herself in the water repeatedly until she felt somewhat clean.

As she dried off with some hay from one of the stalls, Anna realized how hungry she was. It had been hours since she had anything to eat or drink. She rummaged through some sacks of horse feed and found a few apples that were still edible.

Eating them quickly, Anna felt a pang of guilt for taking food meant for the horses. But at this point, survival was more important than morality.

With nothing else left to do for now, Anna curled up in a corner of one of the stalls and tried to get some rest. Her body was achy and sore from being restrained earlier in the day, but eventually sleep overtook her exhausted mind. Anna was woke abruptly with a bucket of ice cold water splashed onto her. With the sudden wake up she almost forgot her situation but her ache joints and sore ass quickly grounded her. Standing above her was old man Greg.

Part 4

“Get up. Time to get you trained.” He spat his tabaco out beside her then nodded up for her. He wouldn’t wait for her to stand instead he just started for the open door before speaking again.

“I wouldn’t bother running either. One, we already put one of my animal trackers on you. And Two the collar..” This is when Anna brought her hand to her neck feeling the leather held down by a lock.” And three- well..” He chuckled to himself before speaking again. “I aint got no neighbors. My yard is fenced in. Even if you escaped and let’s say we didn’t find you.. you aint gonna survive in the woods with the bears and wolves.”

Anna limped behind old man Greg. She was gonna have to give the missing food thing a try sooner then later as she could feel her stomach grumbling.

They walked across the yard to a huge barn with a chain link fence keeping the other side covered. Old man Greg pulled out a set of keys from his pocket and unlocked one of the doors before stepping inside.

Inside, after her eyes adjusted from being in the bright sun, she could see that it was filled with steel cages stacked on top of each other. A few held pigs while some held goats and so on.

Greg lead her over to a cage holding two dogs.. one male and one female... then unlocked it for her to get in.

She looked between him and the cage not sure what else she was supposed to do or what he had planned.

“Well..” He started up again taking a step back so he wasn’t as close and blocking away any chance of escape for Anna. “This is where you’ll stay till your trained properly.”

Anna’s heart dropped at his words, but she knew there was no way out of this situation. She took a deep breath and stepped into the cage, trying to prepare herself for whatever training he had in store for her.

“Now, I know you’re probably thinking this is all crazy and unfair,” old man Greg continued, leaning against the cage door with his arms crossed. “But let me tell you something girl, life ain’t fair. And if you wanna survive in this world, you gotta learn how to adapt.”

Anna didn’t respond, just stared down at the ground as he talked. She knew he was right, but that didn’t make accepting her fate any easier.

“I’m gonna train you how to be tough,” he said with a sly smirk. “And trust me, I know what I’m talking about. Been through my fair share of tough times in my life.”

Anna spent the next few days in the cage, with old man Greg coming in to feed her and give her water. She had tried to escape a couple of times, but each time she was met with electric shocks from the collar around her neck.

The water and food was served to her out of dog bowls and the food was still kibble like the first night she been there. She tried to plead with him a few times but it was left on deaf’s ears. He ignored her or sometimes would shake the cage to rattle up her and the dogs.

She only could sleep with the dogs but at least they gave her comfort and warmth. The worse thing for her was learning to use the bathroom out door. The first night she held it till she almost pissed herself.

She was disgusted to find the dogs lapping up her piss as if they were trying to remember her taste. All Anna could think about is wanting to be home and with Cooper and surprisingly her husband as well.

On the second night Greg came back but this time he had a gun on his hips as he stood in front of the fence. With a sadistic grin he eyes her up and down.

Anna’s heart raced as she noticed old man Greg standing in front of the cage with a gun on his hips. She swallowed hard and slowly backed away, her eyes never leaving the weapon.

“I suppose you’ve had enough time to heal and adjust,” he said with a sadistic grin, eyeing her up and down. “Strip.”

Anna’s heart dropped at his command. She had hoped that maybe he would have some mercy on her after a few days of being locked up like an animal. But it seemed that he was just as cruel as she had feared.

“Please...I don’t do this,” Anna pleaded, tears welling up in her eyes. “I’ll be good, I promise.”

Old man Greg just laughed and reached for his gun.

Anna could feel her heart racing even faster now, knowing that there was no way out of this situation.

“Come on girl, don’t make me use this,” he taunted, cocking the gun. “I’ll give you one more chance to do as you’re told.”

Anna's pussy twitched in unwelcome arousal at the command, despite the fear coursing through her veins. She knew there was no escaping this sick game he'd trapped her in. Slowly, shakily, she began to remove her clothes, every fabric peel feeling like an eternity as Greg's lust-filled gaze bore into her breasts and between her thighs. Her nipples tightened and her sex clenched with anticipation and dread as she bared herself before him.

“That’s better.” Old man Greg grinned wickedly as he took in the sight of her naked body. “You’re not so tough now are you?”

Greg grabbed one of the lawn chairs near the pen and sat down, opening a cold beer for himself. "Now, I'm wondering... do you recognize your cage mates?" He motioned to the male dog beside them.

"N-no?" Anna stuttered, her hands trembling as she tried to cover her aching womanhood.

“Oh? Really?” Beer sipped he took off his hat as he relaxed back staring at her. “Not even from your last night at home?”

Anna’s cheek flushed as she looked down to the dog remembering the last night. Some of it had been blocked but she did remember being raped by multiple dogs then her husband before waking up here. Was this one of them?

“Spread your legs and let him get a whiff.” Greg commanded.

“No Greg.. I” She stammered.

“I SAID SPREAD YOUR LEGS BITCH.” Greg lifted the gun again causing Anna to cry. She did as commanded letting her thighs come apart as she stood spreading from them.

“Good bitch. Now, call him over by slapping your thigh. That way he knows what you want.” Greg set the gun on his thigh casually holding it as Anna

reluctantly did what she was told.

As the male dog approached Anna, saliva dripping from his mouth and his eyes full of lust, Old Man Greg chuckled darkly. "He's such a horny beast, isn't he?" He took another swig of his beer before continuing. "But he's trained not to hurt you unless I say so."

Anna looked at the dog in horror as it licked its lips slowly, clearly eager to taste her once more. She couldn't help but shiver as it got closer to her pussy, its hot breath making her quiver with anticipation mixed with fear. With a resigned sigh, she closed her eyes and braced herself for what was coming next.

The dog gently nuzzled against her sex, its rough tongue lapping at her folds like a cat licking cream from a bowl. It was surprisingly gentle at first, sending shivers down Anna's spine as it circled her clit and dipped its tongue inside her slick entrance. The sensation made her gasp in surprise, and she fought the urge to push the dog away as it began to feast on her arousal.

She could feel every lick and every gentle nip on her sensitive skin as the dog continued its relentless assault on her womanhood. The taste of herself on its tongue only added to the disgusting yet arousing sensation she felt deep inside of her body.

Greg watched with a mix of satisfaction and amusement as Anna squirmed under the animal's ministrations. "See? It's not so bad," he said with a smirk. "You just have to learn how to be tough."

At this point the dog’s cock was coming from it’s sheath leaking precum from it’s flesh.

“Now now Bitch, he can’t be the only one giving some. Suck his dick.” Greg by now was rubbing his cock through his pants.

Anna's stomach churned as she watched the dog's massive cockhead poke out of its sheath, a string of precum dripping from it. She wanted to vomit at the thought of having to taste it, but she knew that disobeying would only earn her more pain.

With shaking hands, she lowered herself to her knees and gingerly wrapped her lips around the hardened tip of the cock. The taste was revolting - a mixture of musk and dirt and worse - but she couldn't help but gag as she took more of it into her mouth.

Old Man Greg let out a satisfied grunt from his seat, watching as Anna struggled to take in more of the dog's cock. His own hands clutched tighter around his beer bottle, every flex of his fingers making Anna flinch inside. "That's it baby girl," he purred, his voice thick with lust. "Take it all in."

Baby girl - the nickname her husband always called her. She couldn’t help but to tear up at the moniker. She knew Greg was telling the truth he had sold her to him, how else would he know to call her that?

The dog's hips jerked forward slightly, pushing further into her mouth as she gagged on its thick shaft. She could feel its hot cum shooting down her throat, bitter and metallic against her tongue. She tried desperately to swallow around the intrusion, choking on the salty liquid as it filled her mouth. Her eyes watered from the effort and from the disgust she felt bubbling up inside of her.

After what felt like an eternity, Old Man Greg finally called the dog away, leaving Anna panting and gasping for air. She looked up at him through tear-filled eyes, pleading silently for mercy or release from this nightmare.

“You did well. Tell me, have you ever ate a pussy?” The male dog was panting by now his tongue licking at his own cock. The female dog well wasn’t part of it yet but with that request Anna knew where this was going.

“No, I…” Anna shyly stated.

Greg interrupted her with a laugh. “A fucking whore like you never ate a pussy? Guess it’s my lucky day.“ He nodded towards the female dog, Lucy.

Anna felt an icy chill run down her spine as she stared at the female dog's pussy, her heart thudding in her chest. She had never done anything like this before, but she knew that disobeying would result in further punishment.

Slowly, hesitantly, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to the soft pelt above the dog's opening. The scent of canine musk and dirt assailed her nostrils, making her gag reflexes kick in.

The female dog let out a low growl of discomfort but didn't move away from her touch. Anna could feel its warmth against her cheek as she tentatively licked along its folds, tasting the mix of sweat and urine that coated them. Her stomach lurched at the unfamiliar taste but she forced herself to continue, wrapping her tongue around the elusive bud between the dog's lips.

As she began to explore deeper, Anna's eyes widened in surprise when she felt something hard press against her face. The female dog was already reaching climax, shuddering underneath her touch as it released its juices onto her tongue and across her cheeks. She tried not to vomit as the hot liquid filled her mouth, gagging on the strong flavor of canine arousal mixed with fear and submission.

Greg chuckled darkly from his seat, watching his captive squirm beneath him. "That's it baby girl," he purred again, his voice heavy with lust. "Show me what you learned from Lucy."

Anna swallowed thickly before turning back towards Lucy's dripping sex, determined to show Greg that she could follow orders no matter how repulsive they were. She lapped up the liquid her ass high in air as an invite for her other cage mate.

From behind the male dog, Frank, would start to mount her suddenly. Her heart pounded as she felt Frank's massive cock pressing against her ass cheeks, teasing her entrance. With a deep breath, she closed her eyes and prepared for the inevitable penetration. S

he couldn't help but shudder at the thought that this was happening to her - that she was being forced into such degrading acts by a man who seemed to delight in her pain and humiliation.

As Frank's hips pressed forward, his thick shaft forcing itself inside her, Anna gasped loudly. The sensation of being filled from behind was unlike anything she had ever experienced before; it was hot and tight and unpleasantly slick with dog cum and musk.

Her eyes watered from the burning sensation as he began to move within her, his pelvis slapping against her ass cheeks with each thrust.

She could hear the wet smacking sounds of their bodies colliding, mixing with the growls and moans of the dogs around them. The stench of sweat and dirt and urine filled her nostrils, making it hard to catch her breath.

Through it all, old man Greg sat back with a satisfied grin on his face, watching intently as Anna was violated by the beast. By now his cock was out and he was jerking off to the sight of Anna being fucked.

Anna bit her lip hard, trying not to make any noise as Frank pounded harder into her rear end. His hands gripped her hair tightly, pulling on her scalp as he found a rhythm that sent shivers down her spine despite herself. She could feel every vein in his cock pulsing against her insides with each thrust, a reminder that this wasn't just rape - this was training for something worse.

Lucy didn't seem to mind being left out this time, licking herself clean from her own pleasure while watching them with hungry eyes. Her tail wagged slightly but there was something unsettling about it - like a predator sizing up its prey before striking again.

As Frank picked up speed, Anna closed her eyes tightly, trying to block out the images of their bodies colliding or the smell of sweat and dirt that permeated everything around her.

However, she couldn't help but feel an unwelcome twitch between her legs each time he hit just right within her depths. She bit down on her bottom lip hard enough to taste blood but still couldn't help the moan that escaped when he buried himself fully inside her ass.

Her body trembled under the force of Frank's relentless pounding as he pulled back then slammed forward again with brutal precision. Each thrust sent shockwaves through her entire body; it felt like an invasion deeper than just his cock penetrating her rear end – it felt like he was claiming ownership over every inch of her being.

Next thing she knew, the large knott of the K9 was starting to push inside of her claiming her as his own. This was the last straw for Anna causing her to cum on the doggy dick.

Anna couldn't believe it as Frank's knot formed deep inside of her. Her walls clenched around him, milking his cock of every last drop as he pumped his hot seed deep into her womb. A low moan escaped her lips as the mixture of pleasure and pain coursed through her body, making her feel both violated and strangely aroused.

Old man Greg's voice echoed in her ears, "Be a good girl and get that messy slut to finish," further adding to the humiliation she felt.

Lucy's tail wagged faster now, eagerly anticipating her turn. She positioned herself underneath Frank, ready to receive his spent cock as he pulled out of Anna's ass with a wet pop. The sting from his withdrawal made Anna flinch, but she didn't dare protest or give Greg any reason to punish her more.

Instead, she crawled over to Lucy and offered up her mouth once more, tasting the faint remnants of Frank's cum mixed with Lucy's own arousal.

Lucy let out a low growl as Anna licked at her pussy, clearly not enjoying this particular part of their arrangement.

She knew better than to disobey Greg; after all, he held all the power here. With shaking hands, she guided Lucy's hips upwards until their bodies were flush against each other once again. This time there was no hesitation on Lucy's part—she pushed forward greedily into Anna's mouth, taking advantage of the warmth and wetness within.

The taste was even worse this time around; stronger and more musky than before due to Frank's recent ejaculation inside of her. Anna gagged on the powerful flavor yet still managed to swallow greedily.

Greg would stand coming to the gate then finished off into the cage moaning loudly enough that it made Frank come over lapping up the cum. A ‘good boy’ was given under his breath. Spent himself, he collapsed back onto his chair giving Anna one more command.

“Push your clothes through the feed slot. You’ll need to earn them back.” Anna still laying on the ground would whimper softly. Gathering her clothes she pushed them out of the slot into Greg’s waiting hands.

“Good bitch.” Clothes were propped into his lap as he finished nursing his beer all the while looking at Anna’s naked and abused pussy leaking dog cum dog her thighs.