Tagging a Bull
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The loud sounds of a drill whirling vibrated through the ground penetrating Jakes’ make-shift hood waking him up from a deep slumber. After hours of being tied up and struggling to break free he managed to sleep. In his groggy state and limited senses all he could make out was the lack of musky sweat and that Ruben had been drilling something close to him.
“Mmmmmhhhmmp” Jake said with a groggy tone from both the pain of being tied up as well as being a bit hungover from drinking. His head was pounding under the layers of tape, the build-up of sweat and heat didn’t help his situation at all. Suddenly the drilling stopped, and he heard someone approaching him. Laying on the floor Jake moved his head looking forward then something pressed against his face and the familiar scent of Ruben’s musk filled his nose as he inhaled. Ruben’s crotch was warm as he positioned himself nestled right in his face.
“Hey there bull, looks like you’re awake now. Sorry, if I had disturbed you while you slept but I had to make some revisions to your ‘pen’ here so I can get you in a more comfortable position, big guy.” Ruben spoke to Jake while he rubbed his head through the tape, listening to him moan in relief. “I really am sorry about this; I had planned to make the changes before claiming you but well you know how things turned out. I just couldn’t help myself.” Ruben smirked. “I’m almost done with your pen and soon you’ll be able to rest in a better position. Are you listening to me, Bull?” Ruben asked. “Mhmm mmmhhm.” Jake moaned acknowledging that he was listening to him. “Good boy, bull.” Ruben smiled and continued to rub his head admiring how beautiful he looked all rustled up. “If you promise to behave, I’ll undo your hood and give you some water. How does that sound, bull?” Jake nodded his head in agreement as best as he could. Grabbing jake, Ruben rolled him over to his side and undid his hogtie leaning him on the end of the bed sitting upright. With a pair of safety scissors, he cut off the hood from the back and fresh air began to cool his warm head. Jake almost immediately spat out the soggy socks that were drenched in saliva smacking his lips trying to rehydrate them and his mouth at the same time. “Here, drink some water, bull.” Ruben said holding a bottle of water in front of him. Jake opened his mouth wide to drink when Ruben threw in a couple of pills quickly closing his mouth and pinching his nose forcing him to dry swallow. Satisfied, Ruben allowed him to drink, quenching his thirst. “Fuck, stop calling me bull.” Jake spoke as he caught his breath, feeling more comfortable now. “I’m not going to play this sick game with you, you fucking creep.” Jake spoke with disdain and anger. Ruben Grabbed a handful of the bull’s hair and pulled his head back looking down at him he just smiled. “That’s why I picked you, dude. You’re such a dumbass. This isn’t a game, you’re mine now, I have no intention of letting you go. From this point forward you’ll address me as Sir or Master when I give you permission to speak. Otherwise, you’re only allowed to make grunts, moans or other animal noises like the bull you are.” Ruben’s tone was consistent. Over the years of knowing Ruben and working with him Jake learned when he was serious and when he was just joking. The cold look in his eyes and the matter-of-fact tone that he spoke with told Jake that he meant every word. “Fuck you, man.” Jake’s voice cracked as he sounded like he was about to cry. He took in a deep breath and started to scream. “HHHEELL-.” His pleading was cut short when a large red ball gag was shoved into his mouth forcing him to gag. Ruben quickly secured the gag and stood up, squatting in front of his bull. “You broke your promise, bull, for misbehaving you will have to be punished.” Ruben flashed a wicked grin and walked back to the closet. Jake sat in his bondage and watched his new Master prepare his pen that he would spend countless hours, days or months in.
Inside of the closet Ruben had covered the walls with padded foam that absorbed sounds and had mounted anchor points with extra large eye hooks to the walls and flooring. The floor had all sorts of tools, chains, and other bondage gear that Jake knew nothing about. Watching helplessly his cock had betrayed him yet again as he grew hard. He winched at the pain as the paracord wrapped around him balls prevented them from retracting. His cock throbbed from its binding leaking a steady stream of precum.
Ruben finished with his preparations and stood in front of Jake shirtless wearing only shorts as the sweat from working on the pen had built up. Lifting his arm up he took a whiff of his own musk. “Fuck, worked up a bit of a funk.” Ruben laughed as he approached his bull and stuck his face in his armpit. “Smell that, bull?” Jake tried not to inhale but broke as he took a deep breath of his sweaty scent. “That’s more like it.” Ruben grabbed his hard cock. “Stop pretending like you aren’t turned on bull your cock is giving you away.” Ruben chuckled. “Alright time to see your new home!” Ruben grabbed bull by his legs and dragged him into the closet, he struggled and squirmed but was powerless to stop him. Once inside Ruben grabbed the safety scissors and began to cut off his shirt without untying him.
“You are going to learn to be more appreciative of what I am doing here for you, bull. In case you haven’t noticed but this is an apartment and all these mods to the closet. Well, I can kiss my deposit good-bye.” Ruben spoke as he continued ripping off Jakes clothes.
“Fuck you dude, I didn’t ask you to do this for me!” Jake thought. Pulling the ripped shirt off, Ruben stopped and moaned softly under his breath. “Fuck bull, you know there are many things that I love about you and one of them is your massive chest and suckable tits.” Leaning down he started to suck and nurse on bull’s nipple slowly working it in his mouth playing with it on his tongue as it perked up. Bull moaned in his gag as his body relaxed for the first time since he arrived. With his other hand Ruben grabbed his massive cock lightly stroking it watching his bull twitch and enjoy being such a submissive bitch. “See bull, you fucking love this just as much as I do. I promise that I will take care of you and train you to be the best you can be. All you have to do is let go and be mine.” Jake was too busy to think or respond as he laid there feeling Ruben pull and tease his erect nipple while he stroked his cock.
Ruben stopped and stood up looking over his bull bound, gagged, naked and ready for the next step. He noticed that the bull’s eyes were fluttering. “Ah, perfect looks like the pills are taking effect.” Jake was starting to get sleepy as Ruben began to untie his legs and arms. Flipping him over he started to drool from his gag as his body went limp unresponsive to his commands. “Sorry bull, but for this next step I’m going to need you to be completely obedient and I can’t take any chances of you trying to escape.” Jake was going in and out of it. “When you wake up, your new life will begin!” Ruben continued to talk to his bull, but he was already fast asleep.
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*Ding*
Jakes’ sleep was disrupted from the sounds of his phone. His eye lids were heavy as he attempted to wake up. The first thing he saw were Ruben’s feet crossed rubbing each other. In a pathetic attempt he called out to him. “mmmhhpmmmm, rrrrrrrrrmmmmmiiinn.” The ball gag was working as each word was a struggle to get out. “Hey sleepy head glad that you’re awake.” Ruben shifted himself, now laying on his stomach facing bull. Jake tried to move but couldn’t, his arms were at his side and his legs were too. It was as if he was on all fours but with his forearms and shins lying flat on the floor. After a few moments Jake noticed that his head was strapped into a massage chair head rest and his body was resting on a bench lifting him off the floor. Unable to move his head he looked to the left and right and saw that his hands were duct taped together into fists and chained to the floor. The rest of his body was strapped into the bench as well as his limbs anchored to the floor preventing him from standing up or retracting them. “UUGGGGRRRMMM.” A stream of drool fell onto a towel under his face as his body was sore. He groaned feeling like he just went through an intense workout. “You still awake there bud?” Ruben asked. “MMhhhuuukkk uuuu.” Jake struggled to speak but was clear that he wasn’t going to cooperate with his new Master. “Atta boy.” Ruben praised. “Noticed anything different yet?” Ruben asked. Jake was confused since the only difference he could tell was that he was in a new position now but still bound. “Look at your nose dumbass.” Ruben chuckled. Crossing his eyes Jake noticed a shiny piece of metal dangling from his nose. “It’s called a septum ring, bull. I did it when you were asleep figured it was the best time to while you were knocked out.” Ruben was just barely out of jakes line of sight as he spoke. “I also took the liberty to pierce your nipples and cock head. You know something, all these years of medic training and I never once thought that it would come in handy for a situation like this!” Ruben laughed. Jake was more alert now as he started shaking, pulling at his restraints trying to break free. “Still don’t get it, huh? I will admit that I am woefully unprepared to keep such a beast like you, like this. But, where there’s a will there’s a way.” Ruben’s tone was more childlike, excited to show off his work. “Had to order a bunch of stuff online for you cause the sex shop here only sells generic toys and their bondage gear doesn’t even lock!” Jake tugged at his chains, but nothing budged. “Luckily, your Master is pretty clever, and I found a way to make things work, the hardware store had a bunch of chains and locks, and I got some straps and other stuff for you too.” Jake started to breathe heavily through his nose. “If you promise to behave, I’ll get you some water and food. Deal, bull?” Jake nodded the best he could. “Good boy.” Ruben removed the gag hearing his bull slurping and swallowing his saliva that was dripping from the gag. Holding his hand out he had 2 large off-white-colored pills. “Take these bull.” Ruben ordered. The bull took the pills as Ruben gave him a large bottle with a rubber nipple on it that looked like an overly large baby bottle to drink water from. As he drank Ruben stroked his bull’s hair massaging his head and back like real cattle calming him down. After he finished drinking Ruben fed him a protein bar watching him eat like a bull from his hands. He admired his muscular back and how well he maintained his physique. “Good boy, bull.” Ruben praised.
“You know Ruben, people are going to come looking for me if you don’t let me go.” Jake spoke, this was a desperate attempt to appeal to his captor to let him go. “If I don’t show up on Monday my work will come looking for me. It’s…”
“SSSSHHHHHHHH, that’s enough outta you bull. No one is coming to look for you, dumbass.” Ruben cut him off and plopped his phone in front of the bull. On the screen Jake read the following text.
-Jake: Hey, I wanted to start off by saying fuck you and fuck this company. I quit.
-Head of Security: WTF Jake, I stuck my neck out for you to get you this job. What do you mean you quit!?
-Jake: Like I said I quit, don’t bother me again.
-Head of Security: Fuck you dude. Don’t message me again or ask for anymore favors you’re on your own.
Jakes face was red, and he was pissed. “Why Ruben!? Why did you have to do this! Fuck dude let me out!” Before he could continue Ruben gagged him again. Bull started pulling at his restraints again thrashing about and crying like a baby. Ruben waited for him to calm down petting his back, cooing him like you would an animal in a frenzy.
“You know bull, when I first met you in basic I knew what kind of man you were. Not a leader but a follower. Its not that you wouldn’t lead but that you couldn’t.” Ruben spoke as he continued petting his bull. “First, you were discharged, basically you fizzed out of the Army after I left cause you didn’t have someone telling you what to do. Then you went to work but couldn’t do that right cause, again, there wasn’t anyone there to order you. Face it, you weren’t cut out to be on your own. Now, I’ll be taking control and making you into my pet. Growing up on the farm I had always admired bulls but hated living with my folks. Now I get to have my own bull to play with and train.” Jake started to calm down as he listened to his new Master. “I’ll be honest that what I am going to do to you will be hard, however knowing you I know you can do it.” Ruben encouraged his bull.
“Fuck, he’s right. My life was falling apart the moment we went our separate ways.” Jake thought to himself.
“Now that we’re done with your temper tantrum you will be punished for speaking without permission, bull.”
“Also, I have your keys, wallet and phone so I am going to start taking over your life little by little until you are all mine. I want you to know and watch me do this cause it’ll help you understand what a pathetic fuck you actually are. You need me, Bull. Without your Master to guide you, you’ll just end up making a mess of your life again.” Jake hated this, not just how he was being treated but knowing that Ruben was right. “You need to understand that I am doing this out of your best interest.” Reaching under his belly Ruben grabbed the bull’s flaccid cock. Stroking it softly it responded almost immediately to his touch, growing, pushing its large head forward as it bobbed with his bulging veins.
“Ugggggggmmmmmmmm.” Jake groaned into his gag as his sore dick head stretched out the PA.
“Your body seems to be on board with this.” Smiling feeling his Bull’s large cock throb in his hand. “Give into your desires, Bull. Clearly, you’re enjoying this, and your Master is enjoying this too.” Speaking he rubbed his ragging bulge in his pants.
Breaking Jake’s train of thought, Ruben thew a large blue plastic tag on the floor in front of the Bull’s line of sight.
93 V4564 USDA JAKE
Reading the lines on the tag, Jake had recognized the tag that livestock wear not only as a form of registration but also as identification marking him as a bull. His began to breath heavy.
“Look, Bull! I had this made for you a while back. Been thinking about this and you for a while now.” Jake felt Ruben rubbing his left ear lobe and the smell of rubbing alcohol filled his nose. Sweating profusely in his restraints he began to wiggle viciously but the chains held him in place. He started tearing up as he heard Ruben opening up packages and the sounds of latex gloves being put on.
“Now hold still bull, I wanted to do this when you woke up so that you can see yourself becoming mine. Just a dumb animal, a brute that needs me to guide and broken into an obedient pet.” Ruben grinned as he placed the piercing needle on the dot marking where to stab into. Jake screamed loudly into his gag feeling the pain as Ruben treaded the jewelry in place.
“Oh, calm down you big baby.” Ruben mocked. “I am going to gradually stretch out your piercings over time so that I can fit bigger rings and your tag later down the line. If I had used the REAL gun that they use on cattle it would have caused too much trauma to the skin and it wouldn’t have healed right. Luckily for us we have time to get you looking like the proper bull you are meant to be, Bull.” Jake blushed having overreacted. Ruben massaged his head gently cooing his big bull waiting for the pain killers to kick in.
“Don’t worry too much, Bull. I am going to take care of you from now on. You belong to me and the sooner you realize that the sooner things will be easier for you.” Ruben kissed his forehead, checking each of the restraints and picking up the garbage. He left for a few moments. Although the medication was kicking in, the pain from his humiliation still stung his wounded pride. Ruben walked back in and placed headphones into the bull’s ears and taped a bag to his back. Listening, Jake only heard a static white noise that blocked out all other sounds. In front of the blue tag Ruben threw a pair of socks that quickly stunk up the room with his musk almost as if he’d been wearing these for days sweating into them nonstop. Knowing full well that the bull couldn’t hear him he spoke to him as if he could.
“Later bull, while you relax and heal up, I need to start closing down your life cause animals don’t have things or possessions, now do they?” Ruben asked rhetorically. He locked the closet door and got dressed, leaving his apartment complex.
A familiar voice called him from behind.
“Oh, Ruben dear, I thought I heard some screaming again? Are you alright?” Mrs. Anderson asked, worried. “Yes, everything is ok, I was playing some video games sorry to disturb you.” Ruben laughed it off. “You boys and your video games. Take care now, aright?” Leaving they waved goodbye, closing and locking her apartment door. Ruben had the widest grin as he made his way outside.
