Aaliyah:  https://mlps.pika777.eu.org/GAC0E2D9/1D70391
Other 2:  https://mlps.pika777.eu.org/GAC0E2D9/76F133F

Dairy Farm

"Kneal, don't move!"
The order was sharp and brokered no disobedience. The man who issued it pushed Aaliyah to her knees. Aaliyah could feel the moisture from the mud soaking through her jeans. She let out a sob, the sound changing to the squeal of a pig in the ballgag. Her hands instinctively jerked to remove it, but the cuffs held them behind her back. She watched as the man returned to his van for the other two girls. Aaliyah turned her head and saw the woods. Her heart raced as she prepared herself. She somehow managed to get to her feet without her hands. Even her first few steps were silent. She opened to a run, her cowgirl boots digging into the mud and keeping her moving. She could see the trees nearing. Then the lasso fell around her neck and pulled back. 
Aaliyah let out a terrified and defeated squeal as the lasso pulled her backwards and onto the ground. Her black shirt and red hair quickly became the brown of the mud she was being dragged through. She tried to push with her legs to release some of the suffocating force of the lasso, but her captor just pulled faster, all the while yelling at her disobedience. When she was at his feet, all she could do was cry, an act that just let out more of the animal noises.
"You squeal like a pig, disobey like a pig, now you dirty as a pig," The man said as he flipped Aaliyah to her belly, "Now I gonna bind you like a pig."
The other two girls knelt in horror, watching as the man bent Aaliyah's legs and wrapped rope around her ankles. Her then took the lasso round her neck and tied it to her feet in a chock-tie. Aaliyah fought to keep her boots against her ass as the man lifted her by her Ponytail. Besides the pain in her head from all of her being pulled, Aaliyah also felt the rope full on her neck. She had to fight for what little breath she got. Once inside a large barn, the man tossed Aaliyah to the ground. She rolled to her back to pin her legs with her weight. Her new pose gave her an unavoidable view of the other two girls.
The man had led them in by ropes around their necks. They both had their hands tied behind their backs, and wore ballgags like Aaliyah. The man tie the blonde girl's lead to a post, a cow's moo slipping from her gag as she voiced her discomfort. The other girl, whose sobs were sounding like the bleating of a lamb, followed the man to a pair of horizontal posts set waist high. The tanned brunette continued her barnyard crying as the man cut away her red tank top with a rusty pair of scissors. Aaliyah could tell in the girl's volume each time the shears caught flesh. Next her shirts were cut away, then the white bra and thong. With only her boots still on, the brunette was bent over the closer of the posts, and her rope lead tied to the second, leaving her bend uncomfortably. The man then tied a rope into her hair and used it to pull her head up before tying the other end to an ass hook. The girl let out a loud bleat as her tight ass stretched to allow the hook in place. The blonde's fearful mooing played over her receiving the same treatment.
Aaliyah watched, with tears in her eyes, as the man walked back to her. She let out a squeal as he rolled her back onto her chest, and pulled back on her legs. Aaliyah's squeal was cut off along with her airway.
"Hurt, don't it cunt?" He taunted as Aaliyah squirmed, "But I would have saved your dumb ass. Now you get same as those two dumb cunts."
Aaliyah was coughing in an attempt to regain air as she was stood up and her clothes cut away. She became aware as she felt her head pushed to the beam. She squealed as vigorously and fruitlessly as the other two. But she wasn't prepared for how tight her ass really was as the cold steel ball of the ass hook pressed in. She then felt a prick in her arm and a shot of something going into her muscle. 
There was no time to process their predicament before a group of men came in. Three took places behind the girls and took advantage of their exposed pussies. The girls let out their sounds of displeasure. The men grew more excited and thrust even harder. Aaliyah began to cry, wishing she had chocked herself out. Whenever one man finished, another was there to take his place. The trio received no rest for the first day. On the start of the second day, they learned the rules.
"I'm gonna take off your gags," Their chief captor said as another man began the work, "You forget what kind of animals you are, the gag goes back in. You gagged, you don't eat. You not gagged, whatever in front of your mouth goes in."
The first thing to be set before the trio's faces were food trays. The tasteless slop was a chore to eat, but the moisture trapped within was all they could hope for. It wasn't long before the rays were replaced with cocks. Aaliyah let out an oink in protest, her cheeks turning bright red at the willing use of the sound. The cock's owner smiled and pet her head as he rammed his thick member between her lips.
The trio would get food once a day, only the blonde cow being regagged for a day after she spoke up to say her tits hurt. Aaliyah could feel the pain in her tits as well, but she merely squealed in sympathy. When the brunette sheep bleated as well, Aaliyah began to get worried. After a week of captivity, Aaliyah's tits felt like they would pop. The chief captive came in, grabbing each hanging, swollen breast and giving a hard squeeze. He gestured to someone. The next thing the trio knew, metal hooks dug into the breasts and soft rubber rings pressed against their areola. The feeling of suction against their plump nipples gave away that they had just been, rather permanently, fitted with breast pumps.
For the next week, life was a constant rotation of food, fucking, and being milked. Eventually, each girl got cheese in her food, cheese they knew was made from the milk of the others. Aaliyah was embarrassed to find she liked the flavor of the sheep's milk.
She was more embarrassed to realize she no longer fought to escape.