Curiosity killed the cat 3

Author: Farmerslave
Title: Curiosity killed the cat 3
Date: 16 April 2017

I woke up, to the annoying sound of my clockradio buzzing. I kicked my blanket off and turned to look at the red digits 3.41, i could barely keep my eyes open, but i knew very well that i needed to be in the stable at 4.00 or there would be hell to pay. I pressed the off button, and rolled on to my back, the room was pitch dark, and I was really tired. I heard my phone vibrate, and a second later beeping. I had made a habit of setting my alarm to 3.41 and my phone to 3.45. I wouldn't want to be late again, as i was on my first day here.

Its been a month and a half, and i still hated everything about it, and i spent every free minute i had applying for other jobs. But no such luck. The farmer hadn't collared me since my first day, but he sure was a mean son of a bitch, my first month ended up with me only getting paid five pounds, after he deducted the hours he wasn't satisfied with, and for room and board. I tried arguing about that, but he only said i was free to leave, if I wasn't satisfied. I decided to stay, sure i was hard and disgusting work, but it put a roof over my head, and food on the table.

I sat up in my bed, and for a minute listening to my phone beeping away on the desk. I got on my feet and turned off the alarm. I flicked the switch on the wall, and the fluorescent light bathed the room in cold white light. My eyes struggled to adjust to the bright surroundings. I looked in the mirror, and saw my reflection, my hair was getting a little long, but other than that i looked normal, or did I? I looked somehow bigger than I did when i worked at the bank. I opened my closet and picked out a shirt, i pulled it on, and to my horror it could barely be buttoned certainly not over the chest. I had grown much more muscles during my time here, and i hadn't even noticed because i hadn't used my own clothes since i started. I hadn't any money to spend in town, or money to fill the tank of my car. I took off the shirt, and put it back in the closet. I grabbed the t-shirt from yesterday from the chair and pulled it on. It was a little tight across the chest, but not so much i had noticed. But now that i thought about it, i did remember it was much more baggy when it was given to me. I put on the overalls, and fastened the suspenders. I looked in the mirror again, how far i had fallen, it actually shocked me. I put on my boots, and looked at my phone 3.57, it was time.

I went to the stable and started the feeding and milking, after an hour or so the farmer, came to see how i was doing. Good morning he greeted me, i nodded at him and said good morning back. He watched me work for a couple of minutes, I was used to having him watch over me. You are doing significantly better boy, he said. Thank you sir i said. Its good to see you becoming a good worker, opposed to that spoiled piece off shit brat you were when you started. I wasn't a brat I said. No he said. You think you were a good worker? I tell you something, had i not made the commitment while you were in rubber, and I sexually satisfied I would NEVER have hired you. What a prick i thought, he got the better deal with me because I had no alternative. I am actually quite surprised you haven't tried the rubber since, you seemed very keen. I turned and looked at him, I didn't think that was for me to play with i said. He smiled, well I wouldn't object to a willing rubberslave. In fact you might find that it would enhance my satisfaction with your work. I was so puzzled was he actually suggesting i should prostitute myself? Well something to think about he said, he walked closer and grabbed my crotch, i wiggled a little, oh yes you would like it too he said. He let go and said, breakfast at seven. I was so confused, had my boss just grabbed hold of my cock and suggested a sexual relationship? My dick was rockhard by the very thought, but boy was this a bizarre morning. I got back to work and continued with the milking. At 6.30 I was all done, and i wanted to go and wash up before breakfast, on my way to my room, i stopped by the play corner. I hadn't been in here since the day i started here. The farmer had closed it off so it was out of sight, and i hadn't dared enter it. He sure had a lot of stuff, and for some reason i had a deep desire within myself, burning to try some of it on. I kicked the thought and went to wash up, and when the time came i went to the main house.

The farmer had the oatmeal ready, i took of my boots and sat down by the table. He talked about my chores for the day, and I made it clear that the orders were understood. Have you given it some thought? he asked. I looked at him, what do you mean sir? Do you want to try on some gear, you seemed to like i very much the last time. Well i didn't have much choice last time, I had put myself in an awkward situation i said with a smile. I felt my dick harden, and i was very pleased he didn't have a glass table. Yes you had he said, and boy you looked good. Thanks i said. You would look even better today, you have been filling out since then. Yes i noticed, perhaps we should try that again one day. He smiled and poured me another glass of orangejuice, and himself another cup of coffee. I drank my juice, and was ready to leave. I could get a an hour rest before i had to continue with my chores. But the farmer wanted to go through my chores again. He was very detailed, he told me about cleaning the plough, and how to oil it properly. Somehow his words started echoing in my ears, and the room started tipping, like i was on a boat. My head felt heavy. I looked up at him, and i felt myself sliding of the chair, and fall on the floor. I tried to lidt myself, but somehow my arms didn't work. I looked at him and he smiled, ah the wonder of chemicals he said. I wanted to scream, but my voice didn't work. Somehow my vision got a black frame, that kept getting bigger and bigger and bigger, and suddenly I saw nothing...

Once i came to, it all came back to me, falling to the floor in the kitchen, and the satisfied smile on the farmers face. I opened my eyes and looked around, i knew this place very well it was the play area. I tried turning my head, but that wasn't possible. I tried yelling, but all i could do was grunt. I was sitting in a very sturdy chair, not much different from an electric chair, just without the helmet. My arms and legs were fixed to the chair by heavy leather belts. I let my tongue feel the gag it was a generic ball-gag but held in place by a heavy muzzle harness. My neck was obviously placed is a solid posture collar. There was some kind of intruder in my ass, and my cock was caught in some kind of chastity contraption. But something was lodged inside my piss slit. I screamed in my gag, and i heard footsteps. The farmer stepped in front of me, well boy ready to be a slave? I tried to shake my head but the posture collar kept me from doing so. I screamed no in my gag. The farmer laughed and said well you will get there. Let me tell you what i have done. You are in the rubbersuit you were wearing the first time we met, you are plugged, but this plug, is a smart vibrating type. I can make i vibrate if i want. Your penis is put in a chastity with a catheter tube. With means your potty breaks can be taken care of without you leaving your suit. I started to protest but again, to no good. To make sure the rubber isn't damaged i have put you in a regular coverall with kneepads, and of course boots. I will chain your legs together so your steps are limited, and your collar will be leashed to the wire as it was on your first day. Do you remember your tasks? lift your index finger if you remember them. I lifted my finger. Good this is what you will be doing today. From now on you may call me master.

The farmer started releasing me, as soon as he did I tried removing the head harness, it was locked. Stop slave the farmer said. I was not fucking slave, and he couldn't do this. So i ignored him, within seconds he had tackled me to the ground, secured my hands behind my back and tied them to a chain between my feet. I could only just sit in a kneeling position og lie hogtied on the floor. The farmer locked the chain from the wire in the ceiling to my collar. Then he stepped in front of me, do as you are told, or you will be sorry. I screamed no in my gag. The farmer sighed and pulled out his cock and walked over to me, I would never suck his cock, after what he had done. But before I thought that through a stream of yellow piss hid my eye, i wiggled and fell to the floor. He kept pissing all over me, me head my coverall literally everywhere. After he had emptied himself he sat down and looked at me. Do you get the picture sweetheart? I nodded, I was shocked. He removed the chain that kept me hogtied, and asked me to stand. I got on my feet, and he removed the wrist chains as well. I grunted please let me wash up, but apparently he didn't understand. He just sniffed me and said, that smell could have been avoided. Well get to work. He showed me a long whip, and said i would start working, or it will get infinitely worse. I did as instructed, thinking that soon he would free me, and then i would leve, no matter where. Anywhere would be better than this.

After i had completed my chores the farmer came to the stable, he made me kneel in the middle, even though it was terribly filthy. My knees sank into the shitty hay, as he removed the muzzle and gag. I looked at him i won't suck you, you bastard I growled. Suit yourself he said, and kicked me in the groin, i almost threw up from the pain, but me gagging gave him the opportunity to gag, and muzzle me again. He left me there, i didn't take long before i heard him drive the small loader. He came through the door, with at cage on the loader. He placed it in the middle of the stable and drove away. He came back and opened the cage, you will spend the rest of the day in here. No i grunted, he grapped a remote from his pocket, and pressed a button. I felt a strong jolt zap my ass. I grunted in pain. That was 4 out of 10 - do you want to go for 10? No? Then crawl in. I did as told, head out he said. He closed the door, and the cage was made, so it fit my collar, keeping my head fixed in the now locked door. He padlocked my hands to the bars in either side of the cage. I was so puzzled what the fuck did he have in mind. He then put blinders on my harness making sure i didn't see his preparations. I heard him place a rather heavy thing on the floor, but had no idea what. Suddenly i felt him remove my gag, i started pleading with him, but i didn't take many seconds before he placed a new toy in my mouth. I felt like a dildo, but it was only barely in my mouth. But due to the collar, i couldn't move my head and be free of it. Then he removed my blindfold. No no no i gurgled with the fallos in my mouth. The dildo was placed on a fuckingmachine, and I could easily imagine what would come next. The farmer smiled at me, and said, this is a special kind of dildo, it can squirt out lube on its own when used on a fucking machine. Or when used for mouth training it can be filled with semen. Unfortunately he hadn't got a lot of his own semen, so he had taken some bovine semen instead. I tried to pull away, I could move a lot, except my head, which couldn't move the slightest. The farmer hit the switch and i felt the dildo go in very slowly. Soon it hit my uvula, and I started gagging, but it kept on, until it filled my throat, i felt my gag reflex kick in harder, and actually a little vomit came up. I thrashed in my cage, but i was held in place. I screamed and tears rolled down my cheeks. The machine pulled back and I regained control, then it pushed forward again and i started all over, I felt something slimy in my mouth. I wanted to scream, but the dick in my mouth made screaming hard. The machine stepped up its pace, and I fought as well as possible to keep from vomiting. The farmer who I hadn't seen had moved suddenly grabbed hold of my groin. I knew it you like this you little perv. To my surprise my dick was rockhard. The machine pressed the dildo deep into my throat, I somehow saw stars before my eyes, and as it pulled back i felt it release another load of goo. I felt saliva and semen drip from my mouth at the machine kept raping my mouth and throat. The farmer looked at me and said well an hour with this, and you will be ready for a mans size.

What had happened, I thought as the machine kept fucking my head, and semen dripped from my mouth. Why... But mostly why, did I hear voice within me screaming, faster faster, and come back here and fuck me hard.