You chose this

Even though the farmhands intimidated you to your core, you didn’t flinch away as they approach and roughly grabbed you from each side. “New cowgirl, let’s get them set up on machine number four.” One said to the other. They drag you to one of the few empty stalls, quickly and efficiently binding you in place. Your hands are bent behind into arm binders, lifted to bend you over at your waist. Your ankles are spread past shoulder width then chained to the ground with no give. This combo makes you feel constantly on the edge of losing your balance, but still secure enough you don’t fall. A harnessed ring gag is looped over your head, with two built in tiny cow horns, causing your moans and drool to freely flow.

You are already quivering with anticipation in your new bonds when you here one of the farmhands say “this one looks decent. Let’s set them to 10 hours of edging to break them some more and ripen the cream.”

10 hours! No, they have to be kidding! You try to say something, but all you can do is moan in aroused fear as they position the machines around you. It starts with a large cool pressure at your ass. You whimper when the intruder pushes past your ring, the stinging feeling of it being forcibly stretched quickly over taken by a combination of fullness and pleasure. You aren’t sure the shape or size, but it set on a slow thrusting rhythm that seems to be set 1/3 of your heartbeat. The next machines they set is something cool around your cock. It moistens and squeezes it up and down your shaft in a matching rhythm. Finally the farmhands added two nipple clamps and a funnel that went into and down your exposed throat.

You’ve never felt less human in your life, bound and filled in every hole, only able to suffer what they choose as you watch other human cows from your narrow viewpoint experience the same. Despite all of this, you loved it, especially once the edging truly began. All the machines worked in harmony, thrusting, stroking, and vibrating together. It felt wonderful, and soon you felt yourself approaching climax. But just as it was almost in reach, everything slowed down.

You knew it’d be coming, but still to experience it was horrible. You thrashed in your bonds, trying to hump or grind something to help, all to no avail. You had to stew in your sweat until the process started again. It took less time this round to near cuming, but again it was denied.

You whimpered, thrashed, tried to do anything, but you were in a helpless situation of your own choosing. That’s when you remembered they said 10 hours of this... no, you’d mind couldn’t handle that! You’d break into who knows what! You realize you can’t exit the game bound like this either! So you can either try to survive the hours with your mind intact, unlikely as that is, accept your fate as a broken cow, or try something truly ****.