Prepared for breeding

Sarah gets closer to me. I can feel her breasts against my back, and her bulge as well. She feels so warm and so solid, and I feel mushy and weak beneath her touch.

"Before we start milking you, you'll have to be bred, dear little Annie."

She starts rubbing her crotch against my ass, and I can feel it getting harder. I can't speak or move, I feel overwhelmed by Sarah's mere presence.

"Would you like to go to a private breeding stall, or a public one?" Sarah asks, her hands moving all over me and caressing my curves.

I'm here to become a filthy pornpet, I don't want to be fucked in private. And I have a strong feeling that Sarah wants to claim me in front of an audience.

"Public," I finally manage to eek out.

"Right answer," Sarah growls, her dominant voice oozing with lust. She picks me up, as if I weigh nothing, and carries me past the other hucows. Some are too lost in their lustful haze to even notice us, but most of them watch us closely, curious about the new cattle that will soon join them.

I’m brought to a spacious glass stall, set up with cameras on each side. Sarah drops me down, and gives me a gentle yet firm push towards it.

“Undress. Get in position.” Her voice is ice cold. This is not a demand; it’s an order.

I slowly comply, taking off my clothes in silence. As I pull off my top, I notice two farmhands standing close by. They’re both rubbing the large bulge at the front of their pants. One of them shoots teasing little kisses my way, and I feel too embarrassed to maintain eye contact.

Once I’m finally naked, I turn back towards Sarah, and then instantly let out a surprised yelp. She has a dick. I mean, I suspected, with the bulge and all. But the thing is, her dick is out. And it’s enormous. And she’s slowly jerking it, while watching over my naked body.

“Get in position,” she repeats, breaking me away from my entranced stare. “I won’t ask again.”

I panic a little, hoping I’m not disappointing her already, and get down on my hands and knees. There are little cushions for my limbs, and the position feels surprisingly comfortable. It feels… natural, like I was made to be down here, ready to welcome a fertile bull.

Speaking of bull, Sarah gets on top of me, her muscular arms on either sides of my head, her strong legs coming against mine, and her large veiny cock resting on my ass. Her dick twitches, restless, eager, ready to get snug inside my wet cunt. Fuck, I need it so bad, I feel my whole body burning up with desire.

“There’s no coming back from this,” she whispers. “I want you to beg for it. Show me that you truly want this.”

I look up, meeting the front camera, then I look down at Sarah’s hand next to mine. I move one my finger onto her hand.

“I want this,” I begin, not sure where my sentence will end. "I... I want to be a good hucow. Please breed me. Please, please please please, I need it, I need your big bull cock inside me!"

Her lips brush against my ear, and then my whole body shiver with lust when she says, "good cow."