Transformed

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Transformed - Chapter 21: Punishment

Red grunted as it rested on the wooden platform and felt the milking machine pull on its udder. The beast could feel the suction on its enormous shaft that had swelled inside the specially made tube. Its massive sack hung behind it. The melon-sized testicles within had stored semen over the evening hours, and they felt sore. It had long lost the ability to talk. Its vocal cords had been cut when it came to the farm. But, it had learned to communicate in other ways with its fellow cattle brothers. The distinctive moo it uttered had a gurgling sound in the middle, and as it bellowed out its call, it felt a brush run down its legs, combing the thick, long hair that covered its body.

The ginger-colored beast breathed in deeply. Its large, muscled chest expanded and filled the stall it was in. It could smell the scent of the fresh hay that the worker Ralph had put down, and a tickle went through its sinuses before it sneezed. The sound was loud and startled Blue, who was being milked to its left.

"That was a big one, Red!" came the young man's voice behind it as he patted its ass. "Bless you!"

Red smiled and hung its head as it enjoyed the rhythmic pulsing along its engorged shaft. The morning milking had always brought the most pleasure to it. It had forgotten how long it had been at the farm. It had forgotten a lot of things. There were still some faded memories of once being a normal-sized human and living in a foggy area with a bridge that was called golden but was clearly painted red. It had memories of sleeping on sidewalks and begging for food, but they were distant images. Now, its life was one of being milked to orgasm multiple times a day, weightlifting, eating, and sleeping. It cared little for what was going on around it and loved to nuzzle on the young man called Slave that took care of it. However, the new boy named Sub, who had arrived only a month before, had quickly become one of its favorites. This newcomer was grooming it now, and he had soft hands and a gentle voice. He made sure all the tangles were out of its body hair every morning and loved to pet and give it extra attention.

As the milking device pulled harder, Red could feel a movement in its udder. A warm feeling began to spread through its balls and groin area. It curled its hooves in anticipation of what was coming next. Its shaft swelled even larger, and then the first pulse of thick, white fluids shot out and blasted against the transparent walls of the milking sleeve. The intense orgasm rushed through its body, and it felt the endorphins saturate its brain. Its pale blue eyes widened and dilated. The feeling was addictive and satisfying. It let out a loud gurgling moo and raised its head to the ceiling as more shots of semen were expelled from its hefty balls.

"That's a good fella," Sub said as he rubbed Red's ass. "You sure had a big first load this morning!"

Red grunted in response and smiled as it felt the pleasure in its body radiate out to its arms and legs. The machine attached under it struggled to pull all the fluids away, and the slurping sounds could be heard throughout the barn as the other cattle were being milked.

"I sure wish I could have an orgasm like that!" Sub replied.

"How are you coping?" Lucas asked from behind him.

Sub turned to look at his fellow slave.

"I'm learning to live with the soreness and frustration," Sub replied. "Also, my testicles seem to be growing, and I can tell that my testosterone levels are higher. I am a lot hornier all the time, and when Master fucked me last night, I had a huge load of cum that came out. It shocked me."

"I am sorry that you are being prevented from feeling the pleasure of orgasm," Slave said. "I feel guilty that you are suffering, and I was cured."

"Don't you be concerned," Sub said. "You aren't the one that disobeyed Master. You have always been a dedicated worker here. I am glad you can enjoy that release and pleasure."

"Is the cream they are putting on your cock still burning?" Lucas asked.

"Only right after," Sub replied. "Master blindfolded me and removed my cage to check on things the other day and increase the weights on my balls. He said there is already shrinkage happening. He expects by this fall I won't even need my cage anymore."

"How do you feel about that?" Lucas asked.

"I've accepted it," Sub said. "After all, I am Master's property now. If he wants me to have a tiny cock and big, swinging balls, then that is what I will have."

"It's a good attitude to have," Lucas replied.

Sub turned back and brought his hand over Red's large testicles and felt them as they pulsed and delivered the last of their load.

"I'm nothing like you, am I, Red?" Sub said softly. "You've got huge, virile balls meant for breeding and pleasure!"

Red grunted as the tube pulled away the remaining cum to a waiting metal container on the floor. It continued to suck but at a slower rate. Red still had at least three orgasms to give before it would be done. The warmth of the beast's hairy sack and the sheer weight of the orbs that floated inside were still something that amazed Sub.

Sub's sack had been stretched over the last thirty days per Richard's orders. The metal band installed around his testicles had been replaced with a larger, heavier version. His balls had enlarged due to daily injections, and while they were impressive to begin with, they now started to swing widely whenever he walked. His chest had been tattooed with three large letters 'S U B' to mark his new name the day after he joined the farm, but the words 'for decoration only' had been inked a week later above his caged cock. A reminder that he would never feel pleasure from his genitals again. While he was used frequently by Richard and Chad, precum constantly dripped out of his chastity cage.

Red sighed as it relaxed and awaited the next orgasm and Sub stood to stretch and grab the clippers to trim the long red hair that had grown around the beast's groin. Ralph walked behind, bringing in some water that would be used to bathe the animals after they were done, and he smiled.

"Good morning, Sub! Good morning, Slave!"

"Morning, Ralph," Sub replied with a smile.

"Hey, Ralph," Lucas said at the same time. "How are you today?"

"Doing well," Ralph replied as he poured the water into a trough. "I'm going to need some help working on the addition to the barn today. I hope you two are up for some manual labor."

"Not a problem, Sir," Sub replied.

"Good," Ralph replied. "Some of Richard's friends will be here starting tomorrow to assist with the big stuff, but I wanted to get a few small things taken care of today."

"Just let us know what needs to be done!" Slave replied.

Ralph smiled and then moved over to Blue to groom him. A figure crawled into the barn on its hands and knees as he sat down on a stool. Lucas looked over at it and grinned. A naked boy in a brown leather dog hood and black knee pads had appeared. It wore a chastity belt, but the cage that encased its cock pointed upward towards the front of its body and was covered with a bright red sheathe in the shape of a canine phallus complete with a knot. The shaft that it contained was permanently limp. Pup had his dorsal nerves that caused erections cut when he was brought into the household. But, its mate, Brutus, a large Great Dane, always made him orgasm when he knotted, fucked, and filled him. This morning, Brutus had been especially rough, and Pup was still leaking dog cum out of his ass as he crawled.

"Making your morning rounds, Pup?" Lucas asked with a smile.

Pup shook its head, barked in affirmation, and then crawled over to Sub, who bent down to scratch the human dog's neck.

"Looks like Brutus really scratched your sides today!" Sub said.

"Yeah," Pup replied with a muffled voice under his hood. "My ass is sore too. He tried to pull away before he was done and nearly ripped my hole out."

"Ouch!" Sub replied.

"I'll live," Pup replied. "I just needed to get some fresh air and recover in case he wants a second round."

"You know he will," Lucas said with a laugh. "That is one horny dog."

"Tell me about it," Pup replied as he sat back on his legs. "How are the cattle today?"

"Doing well," Sub replied as he sat back down behind Red and turned on the trimmer. "Just need to trim their groins and beards this morning."

"Mind if I observe?" Pup asked.

"Not at all!" Sub replied as he moved under Red and carefully cut away at the dense red bush that had grown.

Red grunted as the hairs fell to the floor, and its pale, white, callused hooves curled.

"Hold still, fella," Sub replied. "I definitely don't want to nick anything down here."

"How's life in the house?" Lucas asked.

"Mistress June is here today," Pup groaned.

"Ugh, I can't stand her," Sub replied. "She always tries to fondle me."

"Well, I expect you won't see much of her," Pup said. "With Richard away on a business trip, she and Chad are spending the day inside."

"I see!" Sub replied. "Well, with as horny as Sir Chad has been lately, I suspect we might not see him for a while!"

"He better be careful," Ralph replied. "Connor expects her to be a virgin on her wedding night, and Chad is already in deep shit with Richard again."

"What happened this time?" Lucas asked.

"Ever since he has been going out with her, he has become more moody and derelict in his duties," Ralph said. "I don't know what is going on. I would think he would be happy to have a good job and a hot-looking girl like that. But, anyway, he forgot to order some supplies again last week, and Richard had to scramble to get replacements and yesterday he messed up the billing for a client."

"I see," Lucas replied.

"He needs to get his head in the game," Ralph replied. "But, I am staying out of it."

"That is probably a good idea," Lucas replied.

It took another hour before the bulls had shot their last loads. Slave inspected all their groins to make sure they were well-trimmed, and Ralph assisted by grooming their beards at the same time. Once they were sent out of the barn, the morning collection of semen was scanned in and put in storage, the equipment was sterilized, and the barn was swept clean. Then the two boys followed Ralph around to where the new addition had been framed. Some of the siding on the old barn had to be repaired and replaced, and Ralph had the boys start on that while he continued to work elsewhere.

In the afternoon, Lucas and Sub heard the rumble of a truck coming up the driveway. They put down their hammer and nails and walked around to see Richard getting out and grabbing a bag from the truck bed.

"You are home early, Sir!" Lucas remarked.

"One of my meetings with a distributer got canceled, so I just came back from the city," Richard replied.

"I need to fuck Pig and get a foot massage. I am beat!"

"Yes, Sir!" Lucas said with a smile as the large man headed for the door.

Lucas and Sub had just turned to head back when they remembered that Chad and June were inside the house alone. They both looked at each other and spun around just as Richard walked inside.

The lights were out in the house as Richard entered. Brutus came bounding up to the man, and as he petted him, Pup crawled in to greet his master.

"Why is it so quiet in here?" Richard asked.

"Sir Chad sent Gimp on an errand, Master," Pup said. "He and June are upstairs having some time alone."

"Oh, are they?" Richard said with a frown.

Richard walked upstairs. At the end of the hall was the bedroom that he had set aside for his nephew, who had moved in just after Christmas. The door was closed, but he could hear the unmistakable creak of the bed frame and mattress. As he swung the door open, he saw Chad and June in the middle of having sex. The young woman was riding the boy and had her head back and eyes closed.

"What the fuck!" Richard shouted.

June jumped off Chad and onto the floor, grabbing her clothes to cover herself.

"Don't you knock?" she screamed.

"Pardon me?" Richard shouted. "This is my house, and the last I heard, your body was supposed to be off-limits!"

"Oh, fuck my father!" June shouted back. "He doesn't control me!"

Chad was nervous and pulled the sheet over his body. He started to get out of bed before Richard looked at him.

"Don't you fucking move, boy!"

"Quit talking to him like that, you piece of shit!" June screamed.

Richard's eyes turned red. His body clenched, and Chad was genuinely scared to death.

"Get your fucking clothes on and leave!" Richard growled. "You have sixty seconds!"

June scowled as she collected her clothes and stood. She turned to blow a kiss at Chad and then walked by Richard as she put her shirt on and left. Richard turned to the boy when the door closed, still shaking under the covers.

"I gave you one major rule!" Richard said. "Don't touch her! Was I not explicitly clear? Connor will be furious!"

"You were, Uncle Rich, but..." Chad said nervously.

"Sir!" Richard boomed. "You will address me as Sir!"

"Yes, Sir," Chad said as he bowed his head.

"Look at me, boy!" Richard replied. "Are you scared?"

"Yes, Sir," Chad replied.

"Not scared enough," Richard responded. "Apparently whipping your ass hasn't been enough to get through to you. Get out of that bed and stand and face me!"

Chad slowly moved out of the bed, and Richard huffed.

"Now!"

Chad quickly jumped to his feet. His cock had gone soft, and precum was flowing from the end.

"Did you cum in her?" Richard asked.

"No, Sir," Chad said. "I was close, but I didn't cum."

"I knew this was a fucking mistake," Richard said as he paced back and forth. "I told Connor that it was a mistake. You could have had any girl in this area. Why the fuck did you have to spoil her?"

"I actually prefer guys, Sir," Chad said.

"You prefer to be fucked by dogs!" Richard shouted. "Let's be honest with one another."

"And what is wrong with that?" Chad asked. "Pup gets it all the time!"

"And pup was acquired for that purpose!" Richard said. "You don't see me getting fucked by the dog!"

"Sir, I know you told me you wanted me to start a family," Chad said. "It was Connor's idea to date her. I've been nervous around her, but lately, she figured out how to stimulate and get me hard. It rarely happens with women. The last time was this girl at college and she looked like a guy."

"A real man is a bull," Richard growled. "Just like my cattle, bulls are built to breed. Whether that is a fine-ass gal, a nice piece of ass, or a willing slave. Hell, I've had plenty of women in my day. I have cuckolded men in front of their wives!"

"I'm just not wired that way," Chad replied.

"That is obvious!" Richard responded. "And, fuck, if she could get you hard, why couldn't you wait till you were married to breed her?"

"Frankly, I didn't want to marry her, Sir," Chad said. "She is very demanding. I thought maybe if she got pregnant, then you would get the kid you wanted, and I would be off the hook."

"I see now you are a fucking moron," Richard replied. "Is that why you have been forgetting things and pissing me off?"

"I guess, Sir," Chad replied as he looked at the floor.

"God, you are a timid peace of shit," Richard replied. "I thought I could mold you into a dominant like me, but I see now that is just not possible. Follow me!"

Richard walked out of the room, and Chad bowed his head and quickly followed the man as he returned to the main floor and out into the front yard. The air was cool in the late afternoon, but the sun was still on the horizon. Chad put his hands in front of him to hide his groin as they walked into the front yard and over to the barn. Slave and Sub were finishing their work on the siding when they saw the two of them.

On the corner of the barn, several metal chains were hanging down from an old rusty pulley. They had been used to hang buckets and equipment to bring it up to the storage area at the top. Richard pointed at a dirt spot below them and turned to the boy.

"Stand there and wait for me."

Chad nodded and did as he was told as Richard entered the barn. When he returned, he was carrying a pair of leather cuffs. He grabbed the boy's wrists, buckled them securely, and connected them to the chain. Richard then grabbed another chain and pulled it down. The pulley above squeaked and then started to move. It yanked on the boy's arms and brought them upward. Richard kept pulling till Chad was on his tiptoes, and then he secured the chain on an old nail at the side.

Chad was shaking as he hung naked in front of the man.

"Please, Sir, I'm sorry!"

"Do I need to muzzle you, boy?" Richard asked.

Chad shook his head in response.

Richard pulled the belt from his waist and slapped it in his hands a few times as he eyed the boy. He then pulled back and swung it hard on Chad's side. The end whipped around and smacked against the boy's exposed ass and Chad screamed. Richard repeated the movement twice more and then moved to the other side to hit the boy three times again. Chad's ass and side were red and he was crying.

"I'm calling your father," Richard said as he moved to head to the house. "Hang there silently until he arrives."

Chad was balancing himself on his toes, and his legs were starting to hurt. The pain swapped to his arms when he tried to relax, pulled upward by the chain. Slave and Sub stared in shock. They did not know what to do. When Ralph came around to determine what was happening and saw the boy, Sub filled him in on what had transpired.

"You two better get back to work," Ralph replied. "This does not concern you."

"Yes, Sir," Sub and Slave replied.

Chad hung from the chain and watched as the sun began to set. He felt a shiver as the cool air hit his body. Slave, Sub, and Ralph finished their work and put things away. They passed him several times but kept quiet. Chad had his eyes closed, embarrassed, anyway. Eventually, an old truck came up the driveway. When it parked, Chad's father, Jim, got out and shook his head.

"What the fuck were you thinking?" Jim asked as he walked over to his son.

"I was just horny, Dad," Chad replied.

Jim put his head in his hand and groaned. Richard came outside soon after and walked over to stand near him.

"What do you plan to do?" Jim asked.

"Well, first off, he's lost the right to use my slaves," Richard replied. "And he can forget about management duties. I need someone I can trust, who has the attitude to run a farm."

"Do you want me to take him home?" Jim asked.

"Not yet," Richard replied. "He can be a good worker, at least he has been in the past. Perhaps he just needs to have an authority figure over him to monitor him. He also needs a lesson when it comes to rules and obedience."

"It's those supplements he is on," Jim said. "They have helped him buff up and grow that prick of his, but they have given him raging hormones, too."

"You raised a pussy," Richard replied. "Let's be honest, Jim. He might act dominant at times, but he is nothing like me."

"You aren't wrong," Jim replied. "I should have stepped in a long time ago. You were always the strong one."

Chad grunted as he stared at the ground. The truck that had once belonged to Pig before joining the farm drove up as Richard, and Jim talked. Gimp stepped out, dressed in some overalls, and walked over to investigate. He stripped down and put the clothes over his shoulder.

"What happened, Master?" Gimp asked.

"Slave, Sub, and Ralph!" Richard shouted into the barn. "Come out here!"

Pup crawled out on the house's porch followed by Pig when he heard his master shouting. Richard motioned them over, and when they all were assembled, he turned to them.

"This piece of shit disobeyed me," Richard replied. "You all understand that I expect total obedience. Should he stay, for his infraction, he has lost the title of 'Sir', and he will not be allowed to use any of you for sexual pleasure. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Sir," everyone replied.

"Be lucky you are my blood," Richard said to Chad before walking over to talk to Jim.

The two quietly talked for several minutes before Jim turned and walked over to his boy.

"I have given Richard permission to punish you. You will accept it or be terminated and move home with me. And I promise you. You don't want to do that. I'll turn you over to the monastery to become a celibate monk. So, grow the fuck up!"

"Yes, Sir," Chad replied.

Jim shook his head and turned to get in his truck and leave as Richard walked over to Gimp.

"Grab a syringe and fill it with two doses of the yellow serum," Richard said.

"Please, Sir!" Chad screamed when he heard. "Please, no!"

"Silence!" Richard shouted as he walked to Chad and slapped his face. "You have two options. You can take your punishment, or you can leave. Your punishment will be in three forms. First, to control your dick, Gimp will inject you daily with the serum we give Sub. You will be then locked in a chastity cage for thirty days for your inability to control your hormones. Second, to set an example, you will be displayed naked on the farm from sunup to sundown for three days with your infraction written on your chest. One day will be for disrespecting me. One day will be for disrespecting Connor. And, one day will be for violating June. The workers that will be here this week should have a nice view of you. Finally, to drive home your punishment, you will meet with Connor to apologize to him and promise you will never see or touch his daughter again."

Chad was shaking as the man spoke.

"What is your decision, boy?" Richard asked. "Are you staying or are you joining the church?

"I'll take the punishment," Chad responded.

"Gimp!" Richard shouted.

"Yes, Sir!" Gimp replied as he walked away.

"It is obvious you will never be the man I need around here," Richard said. "But, as you are the only fertile male in the family, we need to figure out a way to continue the bloodline. Since you seem to prefer animals to humans, I will have to investigate other means of spreading your genes."

When Gimp returned, he had the syringe in his hand. Richard grabbed it and stood behind the boy. As he plunged it into Chad's ass and the chemicals spread into his bloodstream, the boy began to cry.

"It will take an hour for that to take effect," Richard said to Gimp. "You may take him down after that amount of time. Make sure he is taken directly to his room. Lock him in there. He has forfeited his supper. I will leave it to you to ensure he is strung up here every morning and taken down every evening. Give him a small ration of food for breakfast and dinner and make sure he is hydrated. I will tell you what to write on his chest."

"Yes, Sir," Gimp replied.

"Let this be a warning to all of you," Richard said. "I've already had to punish Sub and now my fucking nephew. I do not tolerate disobedience from anyone or anything! When Chad's punishment is over, he will return to work. You will obey his command, but only as it relates to the working of this farm. If you have a concern or question about any other order, I want to be informed. I also want to know if you see him fucking anything other than his hand on this farm. He won't be getting any pleasure from that cock for the next month, anyway."

Richard turned and left, and Sub looked up at Chad, who was crying.

"I feel so bad for him," Sub said quietly to Lucas.

"Come on," Lucas said. "We have work to do."