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Joy shivered as she tucked her hands into the pockets of her white puffer. The lengths of her light brown hair which were sticking out from under her beanie were blowing wildly in the win. The streets were essentially dead at the moment, the majority of people being smart enough to avoid being out in this sudden Arctic blast. Joy however had a package she needed to mail as soon as possible so she had trudged to the local post office and was now making her way home as quickly as possible.
The young woman soon discovered the streets weren’t quite as empty as she would have liked. Just as she walked by a beat up old SUV the back door flung open and a pair of rough hands reached out and grabbed her, dragging her into the vehicle. Joy opened her mouth to scream but was immediately greeted by a wad of fabric which was easily the worst thing she had ever tasted. The filthy material stifled her attempted screams and reduced them to unintelligible gurgling.
“Mmmm a mighty fine heifer for sure, you’ll do nicely.”
Joy grunted a protest at the insulting language, but she was greeted by another piece of fabric which she now realized was filthy socks. She shuddered as her brief look at made it clear why the socks tasted so bad. The material was stained and crusty, looking like it had never been washed. In addition to torturing her tastebuds the growing mass of fabric was incredibly effective at silencing her. Even if the streets weren’t dead from the weather it was likely no one would have heard her cries for help.
“Been looking for a good cow for awhile and look at you, already have the nose ring like one already.”
The man gave her nose ring a little flick before he began ramming yet another sock into her mouth. Joy would have likely been more indignant about being called a cow if it weren’t for the fact she felt like she was literally choking on the socks. She couldn’t tell what was causing her more difficulty, the taste of the socks or the sheer size of the large mass of them that now had her cheeks bulging outward.
“Your muffled grunting even sounds like a dumb piece of cattle, you really are perfect.”
The rough looking man continued to mockingly compare the poor woman to a common cow much to her embarrassment. He seemingly felt he had stuffed her mouth a much as he could as he took a dirty sock with a large knot tied in it and tied it around her head. The knot essentially functioned as a ball gag, making sure the wad of dirty socks filling every corner of her mouth would not be going anyway.
“Good milk makers too, just like you want from a stupid little dairy cow.”
The man began roughly groping Joy through her jacket, she gurgled protest and tried to use her hands to push him away, but her efforts were utterly unsuccessful. The young woman did seem to be annoying her captor however as he stopped feeling her up and forced her to lie facedown in the back seat. Joy’s arms were wrestled behind her and a rope began to be lashed around her wrists, binding them tightly together. She winced as the rough cord dug into her wrists, biting her skin and making any attempts to squirm rather uncomfortable.
“Speaking of which, I should probably go ahead and give you your shot.”
A syringe was jabbed into Joy’s ass through her tight athletic pants causing her to give a muffled yelp of surprise. She was expecting the drug to knock her out or make her weak, but the young woman felt entirely normal. Her captive provided no additional information on what the shot was supposed to do, instead he grabbed another rope and began tying it around her forearms. The brown cord sank into her white coat and forced her forearms tightly together. The position was somewhat straining, but there wasn’t much the girl could do as the rope as cinched and knotted off.
“You are going to make a lot of money you dumb cow, I’m confident of that.”
Joy was about to angrily protest the continued degrading insults but she was cut off as the man began wrapping a rope just below her elbows. Her attention was turned to the sudden jolt of pain going through her arms. The young woman had never been exceptionally flexible so the contortion had her arms feeling like they were literally on fire. It didn’t help the man was showing no mercy on the tightness as he made twelve wraps before tightly lashing the rope off. That rope was quickly followed by another just above her elbows, leaving everything from Joy’s elbows to her wrists tightly fused into one.
“Alright you dumb heifer sit up.”
The man issued it as an order but didn’t really bother giving Joy a chance to respond. Instead he grabbed a handful of her coat and used it to force her into a sitting position. She tried to wiggle away, but the small confines of the back seat really didn’t give her anywhere to run to. As such he was able to begin wrapping a rope above and below her breasts with relative ease. The rope pressed her upper arms into her back, reducing her movement even further. The man made ten wraps before tying the rope off behind her back then immediately grabbing another which he began to wrap between and next to her breasts. The second rope caused the first to tighten even further, sinking deeply into her coat.
Joy whimpered, the chest harness framed her breasts and caused them to swell forward. While a charming effect from a looks standpoint, it was not particularly comfortable. Her breasts felt sensitive and were being pushed out so much that her jacket was feeling like it was smashing them. Upon finishing with her chest harness the man began roughly groping her, which only served to make her breasts feel even more sensitive. Joy tied to pull away but the man literally grabbed her by the breasts and pulled her forward.
“Mmmm look at these milk bags, I will make a lot of money off these.”
Joy cried out into her filthy gag, both insulted and terrified. Was this man some sort of human trafficker who was going to sell her off? Images of being trapped in a dingy brothel overseas raced through the woman’s mind, terrifying her. She continued to struggle and cry out though despite her increasing helplessness, hoping that maybe a passerby would notice. Unfortunately due to the weather there continued to be no one else out and about, not even cars lazily going by on the roads.
“Just one more thing then we’ll get on the road to the farm cow.”
Whether the man had noticed her attempts to summon help or it was a simple coincidence she didn’t know, but he appeared to have decided they had lingered long enough. The cruel kidnapper grabbed another rope and wrapped it snug around Joy’s ankles, binding them together tightly. Seemingly satisfied for the time being, he pushed the girl down into the floorboard out of sight then scooted up to the front seat.
“Now just shut up and chew that cud I gave you you dumb animal, we’ll be home soon enough.”
Joy whimpered and continued struggling against her bindings, but her efforts were proving fairly fruitless at anything but tiring her out. As the terrified drive continued the young woman began to notice something strange, her breasts, which had already been sensitive from the harness seemed to be getting worse. Her jacket was quickly feeling like it was a size or two too small around her chest and as she looked down her breasts legitimately looked larger. Surely she was imagining things though and it was just the effects of the harness over time…
The drive went on for quite some time, the kidnapper taking his prize far away from her modest sized hometown and deep into the sparsely populated rural farmlands that surrounded it. Joy occasionally would steal a glance at the car’s clock and realized they had been driving for hours. Somehow the length of the journey seemed like a bad sign although she really couldn’t put her finger on why. Eventually however the vehicle began to slow, coming to a stop.
“Home sweet home, let’s get you to the barn so you can get to work.”
Joy was more terrified and confused than ever now. Did the man run some sort of backcountry sex den? She realized she wouldn’t have to wait long to find out, the man got out of the car and flung her over his shoulder like she was little more than a sack of potatoes. Joy’s blue eyes were wide with fear as they darted around what looked like a fairly dilapidated old farm. It looked like a scene from a horror movie and images of masked chainsaw wielding maniacs were now haunting her.
The kidnapper and his prize made their way into one of the rundown looking barns. Much to Joy’s surprise, the building seemed to just truly be a mundane barn, no signs of a sex den or torture porn studio to be had. The barn had multiple stalls in it, seemingly having been a livestock barn once upon a time. The man carried Joy over to one of the stalls and tossed her onto a pile of hay. The stall was fairly empty other than the hay and a horizontal wood beam running from wall to wall.
“You look right at home in here cow, rest for a moment while I get the supplies to get you to work.”
Joy let out a confused grunt, not understanding what ‘work’ she would be doing in a dilapidated old barn. Her captor didn’t bother giving any explanation however, walking away without a word. Joy squirmed on the ground for a moment, letting out a gasp of pain when her chest hit the ground, jostling her oddly sensitive breasts. The young woman would have sworn she maybe felt something moist in her bra, but wrote it off as sweat from her struggles.
Within a few moments her captor returned, carrying even more rope along with some duct tape and a leather posture collar which had what looked like a cowbell attached to it. The man took the rope and set about binding her legs more thoroughly. The ankle rope was soon joined by ropes at her calves, above and below her knees, and at three places around her thighs. Joy’s legs were now brutally melded together, and there was no way she was going to be wiggling free.
“You moan and groan like the dumb animal you are with that gag. Let’s make absolutely certain you don’t loosen it and try talking like you are a person or something like that.”
The sadistic man continued to dehumanize his captive, seemingly truly viewing her more as an object or animal than a terrified human being with feelings. He began pulling the heavy duty tape from the roll then began to wrap Joy’s head in the extremely sticky material. The tape squeezed her head painfully tight, adding a headache to the various miseries she was suffering through. The man made dozens of passes, covering Joy’s lower face in a thick layer of tape. Her grunts and cries were sounding even more garbled and inhuman at this point, much to her horror.
“Now let’s get the moneymakers out…”
The man began unzipping Joy’s coat, managing with some effort to run the zipper under the chest harness. Once the jacket had been unzipped to her stomach, the man took a pair of scissors and cut away her shirt and bra. Joy’s eyes went wide with surprise as her breasts looked positively massive, at least a couple sizes larger than normal. She began to grow frightened as this seemed to be something worse than the chest harness simply making them more prominent.
“Mmmm the shot seems to be doing its job, but let’s just check to make sure…”
The man gave Joy’s right nipple a little squeeze and much to her revulsion a bit of white liquid squirted out.
“Excellent, ready to go to work as the dumb dairy cow you always were.”
The man took the posture collar and tightened it around Joy’s neck, making it impossible for her to even turn her head. The bell on the front loudly clanged with even the slightest movement, but worse than the physical discomfort and annoying sound was how dehumanizing the collar was. The man truly seemed to view her as little more than a cow.
With Joy bound and collared, the sadistic man picked her up and bend her forward over the wooden beam running through the stall. This left Joy, and her breasts, facing downward. A rope was tied to a ring anchor in the collar then run down to a metal anchor in the ground, forcing her to remain bent over the wooden pole. For good measure a rope was tied around her ankle bindings then tied off to another anchor in the floor, essentially leaving Joy stationary.
“Now just tag you, I see you already pierced that spot though. Between the nose ring and ear piercing some part of you always knew you were a cow didn’t you?”
The man sneered as he removed an earring that Joy had in the cartilage of her ear and replaced it with a plastic tag similar to the type actual cows wore. The kidnapper gave his ‘livestock’ a final looking over then left her alone to whimper in her rapidly worsening nightmare.
“Some rich perverts will pay really good money for human milk. Used to just sell girls but if this works out I think I’ll make even more money using you as cattle.”
He had returned wheeling a machine on a cart. Joy grew red with humiliation, she had seen enough nursing mothers to recognize a breast pump when she saw it. This one was far larger than the kind mothers used tough, being much more industrial in nature. Her captor parked the machine next to her and grabbed two tubes coming off of it which ended in what looked like oversized suction cups. Joy shook her head no and protested, causing the man to smirk.
“Moo all you want heifer, you are going to earn your keep. You are my test animal to see if this works and if so I’ll get some more cows for my little herd.”
The suction cups were placed around her breasts and the man turned and activated the machine. A powerful suction hit her breasts, causing an unpleasant mixture of pain and odd pleasure. Joy was humiliated to admit she made a sound that did sound disturbingly like a laboring animal as the strange sensation began to assault both her swollen breasts.
“That stuff I injected you with sends your milk bags into overdrive. I should be able to milk you for hours at a time so you can be a nice and profitable little milk slut.”
Joy pitifully moaned into her gag, at this point she would have honestly preferred to just be sold to a brothel as opposed to suffering through this horribly dehumanizing experience.
“I would strip ya naked like the dumb dairy cow you are but it’s cold enough I’ll let you keep clothes for now. Don’t get confused and think that means you are a person, that life left you the moment I dragged you into my car heifer.”
Joy squirmed weakly, but with all the ropes surrounding her she was essentially immobile, unable to do much but watch her milk move through the tubing into the machine. The man was watching as well, but unlike the expression of pure humiliation on Joy’s face the man looked eager as he watched his little scheme working.
“I think you are going to be a good cow for me milk slut, maybe if you are good I’ll give you a little prize.”
The man grabbed Joy by the crotch causing her to protest into her gag, but the man merely gave her a sharp slap on the ass.
“Oh shut up, you just focus on making me money milk slut. Your body is mine now so I’ll do what I want. Keep mouthing and I’ll brand your ass to remind you that you are just a dumb piece of livestock now.”
With that final degrading comment the man turned and left Joy alone. The barn was eerily quiet except for her pathetic whimpers and the whirling noises of the milking machine. The woman was humiliated and terrified but knew with dread that unless police found her, she had little choice but to be trapped in her degrading new life with no hope of freedom…