Lost in Argentina
by sadkins116



Category: Illustrated
Published: 2018-09-05
Updated: 2018-09-26
Packaged: 2020-04-29 15:32:58
Chapters: 2
Words: 12,925
Publisher: literotica.com
Story URL: https://www.literotica.com/s/lost-in-argentina-ch-01
Author URL: https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=1802990&page=submissions
Summary: 
1. A woman P.I. goes to Argentina to rescue a client's mother.
2. Amanda completes her training and is now at the farm.
Erotica Tags: Bdsm, Body Modification, Bondage, Denial, Drugs, Enema, Fetish, Hucow, Humiliation, Illustrated, Slavery, Transformation
Average Rating: 4.34





TABLE OF CONTENTS


Lost in Argentina Ch. 01

Lost in Argentina Ch. 02



	Lost in Argentina Ch. 01

Hello all. I am again working with Rebecca on this story. It is a departure from our usual stories in that it deals with a different fetish than our normal fare. Please be aware that this story has non-consensual sex, forced body modifications, drugs, and mind control. It is a dark story and if this is not your preferences please move on. It is a fantasy and has no place in the real world and should not or could not happen. I do welcome your comments and votes, although I have no idea of how this will go over. There are no persons under the age of 18 herein and all persons depicted are figments of Rebecca and my imaginations.  
  
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Amanda Baker unlocked the door to the office. She looked at the company name on the glass, 'AJ Investigations' and walked through the door. She stepped into a small reception area and glanced to her right. Jimmy Johnson, her partner's office door was closed. He usually didn't show up until after nine. She turned to the right and entered her office and turned on the light.  
  
Amanda and Jimmy had met a few years ago, when Amanda was still with the CIA. He was a cop working deep undercover trying to bust a drug cartel based in Argentina. Amanda was assigned the case in Argentina and had followed the cartel to Boston where Jimmy worked.  
  
Over the next couple years they stayed in touch until Amanda finished a particularly brutal case and retired. By then, Jimmy had been compromised and wasn't able to work undercover any longer. With his identity now known and his family in possible danger, he retired from the force and moved to Chicago.  
  
Amanda also lived in Chicago and with both out of work, they decided to combine their skills and start a Private investigation firm. That was last year and Amanda now 29 and Jimmy 44, were experiencing normal cash flow problems like any new business. For new companies in Private Investigation, its reputation that sells, or until they get the reputation, you take what you can get. They haven't been in business long enough to establish a reputation, so business was sporadic at best.  
  
She sat down at her desk and started her computer, scanning her email and voice mails for potential clients. She waved at Jimmy when he walked in and headed for his office. Seeing nothing, Amanda walked over to Jimmy's office and sat down.  
  
"Morning Jimmy," She said. "Any leads?"  
  
"No not yet." He answered. When the main door opened and in walked a young waif of a girl. Amanda stood as the girl nervously looked around the office. Before they could say a word, the girl walked into Jimmy's office.  
  
Amanda looked at her and asked, "Are you lost young lady?"  
  
  
  
"Are you a private investigator? I need to find my parents." The young woman spoke with a surprisingly strong voice.  
  
"Yes we are, my name is Amanda Baker and this is my partner Jimmy Johnson. And you are?" Amanda answered  
  
"My name is Lilly Parsons, although that's not my birth name. I was adopted when I was brought to this country at 5. I was adopted my Mary and John Parsons and was raised as their daughter." Lilly explained.  
  
"Well my adoptive parents died suddenly and I inherited their fortune. I always knew I was adopted but never knew who my parents were. When I was going through my parents papers, I discovered some papers that indicated my real parents may be still alive and possibly in Argentina." Lilly continued as she pulled out a stack of papers from her bag and sat them on the desk.  
  
"I will offer you $2,000.00 to start and see if you can bring me closer to finding them." Lilly stated.  
  
Amanda looked at Jimmy and smiled. This was just the cash cow they needed. She looked over to Lilly and smiled. "I think we can help with that. I was with the CIA and stationed in Argentina a few years back and I still have some contacts down there. However I'm afraid it might be costly. We will require the $2000 up front to cover the expenses and will bill you for any additional charges. Are you okay with that?" She asked.  
  
Lilly reached into her purse, pulled out an envelope and handed it to Amanda. "Here is $1000.00 and I will have the balance sent to you tomorrow. If that is agreeable, I expect a full report including at least some verification of your efforts. When do you think you can get to work?" Lilly stated firmly. She was obviously a lot savvier than her appearance.  
  
"We can agree to that. We will get right on your project and will report back within a week with an update, will that suffice?" Amanda replied.  
  
"Excellent, I will wait to hear from you." Lilly said and walked out the door.  
  
  
  
Over the next few weeks, Amanda spoke to Lilly a few times giving her updates on what they learned. Finally a month after their first meeting, Amanda heard back from her contacts in Argentina. She called Lilly to set up a meeting to discuss their findings.  
  
  
  
The next day, Lilly and Amanda met at a local diner. Lilly was obviously nervous and anxious to hear what Amanda found out.  
  
"Amanda, do you have news?" Lilly asked.  
  
"Possibly, I have been polling my contacts in Argentina and I believe one of them has a lead on what happened to your parents. However he can't investigate due to his position and the current government situation. I will need to go there myself to follow it up. Unfortunately I will need you to pay more." Amanda explained.  
  
"How real do you think the lead is?" Lilly inquired.  
  
"Well I trust my contact, but with the turmoil in Argentina back when you were sent here, records are sporadic at best. My contact knows a few people who were heavily involved back then and he believes they know more than he was able to find out. I know how things work down there and I think I can get more out of them." Amanda answered.  
  
"How much do you need?" Lilly asked.  
  
"Well travel will be about two grand, plus I will need expense money to loosen any lips. Can you afford ten grand?" Amanda asked.  
  
Lilly stared at Amanda for a few minutes before she answered. "Yes I can afford it, but I do expect results." Lilly demanded.  
  
"Lilly, let me explain, this is a fishing expedition. I cannot guarantee results. But I believe my contact; that he knows people who have information about your parents. I won't know unless I go there. The decision is yours." Amanda stated flatly.  
  
Lilly sat there for a few moments before she answered, "I'll have the money sent to you tomorrow," As she stood and walked out the door of the diner.  
  
Amanda and Jimmy sat in their office. Amanda was browsing the travel websites arranging her trip to Argentina. Jimmy was sitting in a side chair unusually quiet. Amanda looked over at him and asked.  
  
"What's wrong Jimmy?" She asked.  
  
"I have a bad feeling about this. You remember the last time we worked on an OP with a cartel in Argentina. You almost lost your life and when we busted them, they vowed to get revenge." Jimmy answered.  
  
"That was a long time ago. Besides this has nothing to do with the cartel. All I'm doing is a little fishing trip. Don't forget Lilly is our meal ticket. If she leaves we might have to close the doors. I'll only be gone a week, two max." Amanda explained.  
  
"I still don't like it. Just be careful while you're there, okay?" Jimmy said.  
  
"You're so cute when you try to mother me. Remember I was in the CIA. I know how to take care of myself." Amanda said and clicked the button to buy her tickets.  
  
It was two weeks later and Amanda was just returning from a meeting in Santa Fe at the junction of the Salado and Prana rivers. It is a city about 200 miles north of Buenos Aires. She was following up on a lead from one of her contacts. She was now about to meet Armando Ramirez. He is a powerful local businessman with ties to the underworld of Argentina. In her previous meetings, she learned all about what happened when Lilly was sent to the USA. Armando gained most of his money during those times. She was certain he would be able to fill in the blanks left over from her previous meetings with other contacts.  
  
The next day, she arrived at Armando Ramirez's villa. She was dressed in a sexy white dress with black pipping. She heard Armando was a lady's man and wanted to use her looks to get him to open up.  
  
"Good afternoon Mr. Ramirez," she said when she arrived in his office. "My name is Amanda Baker."  
  
"Please call me Armando," he answered as he kissed her hand.  
  
Armando was an older man, white hair and very distinguished. He obviously had a lot of money and was very well protected. There were guards everywhere.  
  
"Thank you Armando, it's a pleasure to meet with you." She answered.  
  
"So, tell me what does such a beautiful woman want with an old man such as me?" He asked. But Amanda figured he already knew.  
  
"Well, I am trying to locate a man and wife who disappeared a few years ago. Their daughter is trying to locate her parents. I've been told you might know where they are or what happened to them." Amanda said as she uncrossed her legs giving him a glimpse of her panties.  
  
"Well I don't know if I can help. Do you know their names? Or anything about them?" He asked, his eyes glued to her crotch.  
  
"Yes I do have some information about them. They were doctors; they had a clinic somewhere near Cordoba. Their names were Jonathon and Jennifer Martinez. They arrived in 2000 and were here when the depression hit in 2005. We believe when the depression hit, a warlord took over the area. The Martinez's sent their daughter back to the USA to escape the violence. Unfortunately, there was a mix up at the border and their daughter lost her identification. She was adopted and has lived in the USA ever since. She is now 18 and wants to find out what happened to her birth parents." Amanda explained.  
  
She watched Armando's expression closely. She had already learned about the warlord. They evolved into the cartel her and Jimmy brought down a few years ago. She also knew that Armando was a middle man for them and was very much involved with them twenty years ago. She sat back and waited for his response.  
  
Armando sat back and smiled. "I see you have done your homework Amanda. May I call you Amanda?" He asked. She smiled and nodded but said nothing.  
  
"I lived in Cordoba during those times. Those were difficult times. I owned a small shipping company back then. I do recall a couple of American doctors running a clinic about that time. I don't remember their names however. I know of the warlord you speak, he was very brutal and no one who crossed him had a long life." Armando said, watching Amanda's expressions closely. He too had done his homework. He knew exactly who Amanda Barker was and who she worked for when the cartel was taken down.  
  
"I don't know how much I can help you though. I believe they were captured by the warlord and forced to serve as his doctors during those times. I heard that the man was killed when he tried to escape. His wife was sent to a farm west of Cordoba, but I have no idea if she is still there." Armando knew exactly where she was and what was done to her. But he wanted to draw Amanda Barker in closer. If he worked it right, he would get a very big reward for delivering her to what remained of the cartel.  
  
"Thank you so much Armando. You have been a great help. Do you have any idea of who I could talk to, to confirm what you said?" She asked. "Or do you know where the farm is?"  
  
  
  
"I'm afraid the farm's location is a secret. I've heard rumors that it's a hucow farm. You know human mother's milk is more valuable than cocaine?" He answered.  
  
"Hucow, I didn't expect that," Amanda admitted, "No I didn't know human milk was so valuable. Do you have any connections with the human milk arena?" She asked.  
  
Armando knew right then he had her. All he had to do was reel her in. "Well I'm still in the shipping industry and I have delivered loads of milk before. But please, you should stay clear of those people. I would hate to have something happen to you." He said but prayed she had swallowed the bait.  
  
"Well Armando, any help you could provide we would certainly reward you for your time." Amanda said.  
  
Armando turned and picked up a phone. He made a call and then explained what Amanda would need to do to find Lilly's mother. About an hour later, Amanda walked out of the Villa and headed for the hotel. After arriving in her room, she called Jimmy.  
  
"Jimmy, call Lilly I have news. We need to set up a meeting with her. I think I've found her mother." Amanda explained. "I'm flying out in two hours. I'll be back in the states by noon tomorrow."  
  
  
  
Amanda arrived at the airport around noon the next day. She drove to the office to meet with Jimmy.  
  
Amanda walked into the office and saw Jimmy sitting at his desk. She smiled and walked in.  
  
"Hey Jimmy, I'm back." She announced.  
  
"Hey" he answered. "What happened, your call was kind of cryptic?" He asked.  
  
"I learned a lot, I met a man, Armando Martinez, he was in Cordoba when the McKinney's were there. He remembered them and filled in a lot of details. It seems after Lilly was sent to the USA, the warlord captured her parents and used them as his doctors for his men. He told me that Jonathon McKinney was killed trying to escape with Jennifer. As punishment, she was taken somewhere in the jungle to a secret farm. From what I've learned, she was turned into a hucow, and has been there ever since." Amanda explained. She left out that the warlord was the same person who was in charge of the drug cartel they took down years ago.  
  
Jimmy sat there for a moment before speaking. "So we know what happened to them. Great now let's tell Lilly and have her settle up her bill."  
  
"Jimmy, I talked with Armando for a few hours. He finally told me he knew who to contact to find the farm. I contacted him and I think we might be able to get her mother back." Amanda said.  
  
"What, how? And how do you expect to do this?" Jimmy asked his voice filled with concern.  
  
"Well, I told the man that I've always had a fetish about hucows. I told him I wanted to find out what it is like to be one." Amanda explained.  
  
"What the fuck are you talking about? You told him you wanted to be a HUCOW! Are you fucking crazy? How the fuck do you expect to do this? It's in Argentina for god's sake. It's not like in the states where we can call in the Calvary at a moment's notice. You would be on a farm in the jungle, miles from anywhere and with no way to contact anyone for help." Jimmy said his voice screaming with concern.  
  
"I know it would be dangerous, but I spoke to my friends in the CIA and they have been trying to bust this organization for the last couple years. This is the first time they would have a person on the inside. They said they would inject a GPS tracker under my skin and track my every move. I could be tracked from anywhere in the world. The CIA would be the Calvary." Amanda explained.  
  
"No, No way you are doing this. I won't allow it." Jimmy barked.  
  
"Jimmy, of course we won't do this unless Lilly funds it. But can you imagine your mother in that situation. Wouldn't you want someone to save her?" Amanda bargained.  
  
That's beside the point; my mom would never get in that situation." He responded.  
  
"Well let's at least tell Lilly what we found out." She said.  
  
Two hours later, the two of them sat down with Lilly to tell her what they learned.  
  
  
  
Lilly sat across from Amanda and Jimmy. She was nervously wringing her hands. You could tell she was excited. "Well, what did you find out?" She asked.  
  
"Lilly, we have good news and bad news for you. We found out what happened to your parents." Amanda explained. "That's the good news; the bad news is your dad was killed several years ago. Jonathan and Jennifer, your parents, were captured by a warlord and forced to serve as his personal doctors, as well as for his soldiers. Now we're not certain about the timeline, but a few years after you were sent to the USA, they tried to escape. They were captured again and your father was murdered." Amanda said and waited for what she said to sink in.  
  
Lilly sat the not moving so Amanda continued, "Your mother was sent to a secret farm somewhere in the jungle and we believe was turned into a hucow. We're not certain but we believe she is still alive and at that farm."  
  
"Hucow." Lilly asked, "What is a hucow?"  
  
"Well it's where women are bred to produce milk. Sometimes it's because they are pregnant, sometimes they are chemically or surgically altered to produce massive quantities of milk. They are kept in barns and milked daily like a cow. Human milk is very valuable, even more valuable than cocaine." Amanda explained.  
  
"I checked with my sources in Argentina and I do believe she is alive, but I can't absolutely prove it."  
  
Lilly sat there for a couple minutes then looked at the two detectives and said. "I'll give you one million dollars if you can get my mother back."  
  
Amanda and Jimmy looked at each other when Jimmy spoke, "I'm sorry Lilly but I'm afraid we can't do it. It is too dangerous. I won't risk it."  
  
Amanda looked at Jimmy and scowled. "We will do it for two million plus expenses!"  
  
"Deal but you have to bring her back alive." Lilly said without hesitation.  
  
Amanda looked at Jimmy, then back to Lilly and extended her hand, "We agree!"  
  


  
  

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Amanda arrived back at their office about a half hour later. Jimmy was pissed and Amanda was trying to calm him down.  
  
"What the fuck was that Amanda? You agreed to take the job and not even ask me? We are partners and you can't do that." He steamed.  
  
  
  
"Look Jimmy, I know I should have asked, but two million dollars would set us up forever. Think about it." Amanda reasoned.  
  
"You don't get it. It's too dangerous. You will be somewhere in the jungle with no back up, completely alone and under the control of a warlord or drug cartel. We're not sure who is in charge. Do you really think you can trust some CIA agent you've never met to keep you safe? You remember what you did when you were working for the agency. You've told me you would lie, cheat, and do just about anything to get what you wanted. There are no rules." Jimmy yelled.  
  
"Jimmy, I know I can do this. My contact has already set me up as an American Blogger that wants to write about the Hucow business. He has already met with them and established the rules. I'll also have a GPS marker embedded in my arm. I can be tracked from anywhere in the world." Amanda explained.  
  
"There will be a small army ready to come get me at a moment's notice. Look, we can accomplish two things here, plus make a lot of money. There's no way we could get her back alone, but with the agency's help, they can take down the operation and we get Lilly's mother."  
  
"Okay explain everything to me again. I want to know the details." Jimmy demanded.  
  
"Well Edwardo, my agency contact has already set me up with a new identity as an American blogger. I want to experience what it's like to be transformed to a hucow. I will have full access to their facility and can take pictures and videos while I'm there. I will also have internet access to send back my blog and all I capture on film." Amanda started to detail the plan.  
"Edwardo told the boss I wanted to experience the training and transition to a hucow." She continued.  
  
"Wait, you're going to be a hucow! No way, we need to get someone else to go. You can't do it." Jimmy screamed.  
  
"It has to be me; Edwardo had to show him my picture to get him to agree. We can't change now. Once he saw my picture he agreed, but with a few rules." Amanda detailed.  
  
"Rules, what rules?" Jimmy asked.  
  
"Well, as I said, I have access to the internet to send back the pics and videos. That's one of the way's the agency will track me. The boss will have final say as to what I send, and he will have full access to my blog. I get to go free after I finish the program, but the boss insisted that the training and transition is expensive and I have to produce 700 gallons of milk before I'm done." Amanda finished with the rules.  
  
"I know that sounds like a lot of milk, but it will never get to that point, as he will be busted long before that. The only other rule is once I get there, I can't back out until it's over." Amanda finished.  
  
Jimmy stood there looking at his partner; he shook his head and scowled. "I think this is crazy and I think you're in over your head. I hope you survive." Jimmy said and walked out of the office.  
  
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It was two weeks later and Amanda was back in Argentina. She was about to go undercover and was with Edwardo. "I assume you've been injected with the GPS tracker? Now have you memorized your new ID?" He asked. "And you know this whole operation is off the record? We couldn't bring a lot of agents in as the cartel has mole's everywhere." He added  
  
"Yeah, it was the first thing they did. Of course, plus it helps; my name is Amanda Wilson that makes it easier to remember. Wait, off the record? Where is my backup? Is there anyone else but you in on this?" She asked a bit of panic in her voice.  
  
"Look, I might have misled you a bit, but you're our best chance to get inside. Don't worry, you have the tracker in your arm, and you'll be able to contact us with your blog. I got this, don't worry." Edwardo explained.  
  
Amanda stood there for a minute. "I need some time to think about this. When will this go down?" Amanda asked.  
  
  
  
"Well, they will be here within the hour. All your stuff was picked up at the hotel about twenty minutes ago. But they insisted you that you are prepared for when they get here." Edwardo answered.  
  
"Prepared, how am I going to be prepared?" Amanda asked. She was very concerned now.  
  
"Well, to make sure you're not hiding anything, you have to wear a bikini. Plus your hands will be cuffed." Edwardo said as he handed Amanda a small bag.  
  
"A bikini, you have got to be kidding me." She huffed. "You wait until the last minute and tell me we're off the reservation, with no back up and I'm going into this almost naked and handcuffed? Edwardo this isn't good."  
  
"I know, I know, but it was the only way I could get you in. I've been assured that this is how all the girls are brought in. Look if you back out now, we may never get another chance and you will never get Lilly's mother out." Edwardo explained.  
  
Amanda grabbed the bag and stormed over to their car and changed into the bikini. She was pissed and Jimmy's warnings were ringing in her ears.  
  
A few minutes later she was standing in front of Edwardo, dressed in the bikini with her hands cuffed behind her.  
  
  
  
While she was changing, Edwardo had pulled a cart out from somewhere.  
  
"What's the cart for, Edwardo?" She asked.  
  
"Well that's how they are going to take you, now climb on." He demanded.  
  
Amanda was staring daggers at Edwardo but knelt down on the cart as he turned his back and stepped back to his car.  
  
  
  
Amanda knelt there for a minute or so when he came back. Before Amanda could do anything, Edwardo pulled out a gag and a leather hood. He shoved the gag in her mouth and strapped it around her head. Amanda was taken by surprise but wasn't able to say a word. He then took the mask, pulled it over her head and zipped it up. She heard a click and knew it was locked up tight. Now she was cuffed, gagged, and blind. There was no escape until they released her.  
  
"Don't worry Amanda I was told that nothing will happen to you. This is exactly how they bring in the new women to the herd." Edwardo said as he lay her down on the cart.  
  
  
  
Amanda squirmed and mumbled but knew she was trapped. A few moments later, she heard Edwardo's car start and drive away.  
  
Amanda lay there, trying to keep her emotions under control. She was helpless and almost naked on a cart in an alley in the middle of Buenos Aires. Being blindfolded distorted time as every minute felt like forever. She knew that the longer she was there, the better the chance she would be snapped up by a local gang.  
  
She had no idea how long she lay there and was about to try to get up, when she heard two voices. Amanda strained to hear what they were saying, but the mask distorted their voices. She jumped when she felt someone touch her breast and remove her top.  
  
  
  
Amanda was finally able to make out what they were saying and tried to remain calm.  
  
"Wow the boss is really going to love this one. But her titties are so tiny. She'll never put out enough milk to get out of this." The voice laughed and joined by the other voice.  
  
"Let's go man, we can't be late. Grab the cart and get her loaded." She heard but had no idea who spoke. At least she knew it was the men who were supposed to pick her up.  
  
  
  
Amanda felt the cart move and soon she was loaded into a vehicle of some sort. She was rolled off the cart and tied to the side of a truck.  
  
For the next several hours, Amanda bounced around the back of the truck. She replayed the plan over and over in her brain to keep herself calm. She was glad they implanted the GPS tracker in her arm. Finally the truck stopped and she was pulled out. Thinking they had arrived, she was mistaken however as a few minutes later she was strapped to another cart and wheeled somewhere. A few minutes later, she felt a prick on her arm and the tracker was removed. Amanda was scared now, without the tracker there would be no way Edwardo or anyone for that matter to find her. Her only hope now was that the boss would honor their agreement and let her have access to the internet.  
  
As soon as they finished removing the tracker, she was wheeled out and into another vehicle. This one she was dumped into a trunk.  
  
The vehicle started and she felt it move. The next several hours the ride was a lot bumpier as she bounced around inside the trunk. When it finally stopped, she was pulled out and into a building. They walked for a bit and then down several stairs. The air was damp and sticky. She could hear moans and screams all around her and her body was trembling now. She wished she had listened to Jimmy as she now felt very alone.  
  
  
  
So far no one had said a word to her and she was confused alone and scared. She was basically naked, gagged and blind. No one knew where she was and the moans and screams all around her was making her head spin.  
  
Finally she was pushed to her knees and the mask was pulled off her face. It took a few seconds for her eyes to adjust to the dim lighting and she looked around her. She was in a concrete block bunker; the hallway to the right was lined with heavy wooden doors. Each with a small window covered with bars. She was kneeling in front of one of the doors and it was open. Behind the door was a small four-foot square cell, the ceiling was so low she didn't think she could stand inside. Behind her was a large hook attached to a rope. It was above a trap door leading somewhere below.  
  
Amanda looked up at her captors and for the first time noticed how young they were. They looked barely 20 years old. She wanted to struggle, but knew there wasn't an escape. She knelt there passively and waited for them to speak.  
  
  
  
Finally one of the men knelt down beside her. She could feel his breath on her neck.  
  
"Well Puta, welcome to the training facility, you will be spending a lot of time here. We're going to lock you in the cell and turn out the lights. It gets very dark in here without the lights. You are special because we normally leave you here for a few days, but the boss said to cut you some slack. We call these cells the tenderizers. You get to listen to all the new cows as they moan and scream. It won't be long until you join them screaming and praying we let you out. Tomorrow or maybe the next day or maybe a week we let you out. Then the fun starts as you are lowered into the hole. There you hang until you break. It's a lot easier to train a new cow after you break." The young man laughed and was joined by his helper.  
  
They pulled her to her feet and roughly shoved her into the tiny cell.  
  
  
  
Seconds later, the door slammed shut and with it, Amanda stomach dropped.  
  
  
  
She was almost naked, her arms still cuffed behind her back, and gagged. She looked around the small cell and shivered. It wasn't cold but damp and scary. Before she could do anything the lights went off and she was in total blackness. She couldn't see anything, but the moans and screams were echoing around her paralyzing her with fear.  
  
Amanda had no idea of how long she was in the cell. It was impossible to distinguish time in total darkness. No one visited, no way to tell if it was day or night. The only thing constant was the moans echoing off the walls. Amanda tried to think of anything to keep her sanity. But the darkness was relentless. Her hands had long ago gone numb as well as her feet. She tried to stand but the low ceiling made it impossible. She lay on the floor and tried to sleep, but the moans only filled her brain with increasingly frighteningly scary dreams, each one worse than the previous dream. The darkness was so complete, she was unable to tell it her eyes were even open.  
  
Amanda had no idea when her moans joined all the others. She was crying hysterically as her world was taken away leaving her alone in blackness so complete she wondered if she was still alive. She was so distraught she felt her mind slipping away into insanity.  
  
Amanda didn't hear the door open or even see the light. Her eyes were sealed shut and she hadn't even realized it. Her mind had slipped into its own little world shutting out the darkness. It was a defense mechanism to protect her sanity.  
  
When she felt something grab her, she screamed as the nightmares streaming in her head had convinced her it was a monster coming to consume her. When her eyes flew open and she saw light and her captors she screamed in relief.  
  
She wanted to tell them she would do anything they wanted just to let her out of the darkness, but all that came out was gibberish around her gag. She was weak from hunger and thirst, her mind a confused mess. Gone was any embarrassment of her nudity. Her body was covered in her waste and her face filled with fear.  
  
She could hear their laughter as they pulled her out of the small cell.  
  
"I see you are ready for the next phase of your training Puta." She heard, her mind grabbing onto their voices as their words filled her brain. Her captors pulled the gag from her mouth and poured something down her throat. She was so hungry and thirsty she would have drunk battery acid. It tasted like ambrosia but she had no idea of what it was.  
  
It took the two men a few minutes to bind her legs and attach her arms to a rope dangling from the ceiling. She didn't care; there was light and something other than darkness. Soon she was hanging from the ceiling, her toes just touching the floor. In spite of the pain, Amanda felt relief at being out of the nightmare cell and away from the darkness.  
  
Amanda's mind was still barely functioning when another man appeared in front of her. She could tell he was older but that was about all.  
  
  
  
When he spoke she was surprise at how soft his voice sounded.  
  
"My oh my, you are quite beautiful. I really think you're more suited to be a pony girl instead of a hucow. Your little tits would look perfect as your arms are bound behind your back and you're prancing as you pull a cart. But since you volunteered and desire to be a cow, so be it. It will take us a little longer before your tits will be usable, but so be it." He quietly spoke.  
  
  
  
Amanda heard the words as they penetrated her confused mind. She was helpless but her mind suddenly realized what he was saying. They were going to modify her body. A look of panic crossed her face as the reality of her situation hit home. She started to pant around the gag. She tried to scream at the man telling him that wasn't part of the bargain when he spoke to her captors.  
  
"Here let me show you how to properly bind a slave to enhance her experience." He said as he pulled out a length of rope. He looped it around her neck and draped it between her tits and down between her legs. Amanda felt the rough hemp rope pull tightly on each side of her lips, pinching them between the two strands. He pulled it up her back and wrapped it around the rope around her neck. She gasped when he pulled it tight and tied it off.  
  
  
  
There now whenever she moves her neck the rope will rub her pussy. Soon every movement will drive her pussy crazy. By the time we pull her out of the hole, she will do anything to get off." He explained.  
  
"Now lower her into the hole." He continued.  
  
  
  
As Amanda felt her body slowly descend into the dark hole, the man knelt down beside her and whispered into her ear  
  
"You wanted to experience everything and that's exactly what is going to happen. You will be dropped until just the tips of your toes touch the floor, just enough to make you move and tease your pussy. I think a week should be enough to convince you to let us do anything we want, just to get out."  
  
Amanda looked up at him, her eyes pleading as the darkness below was enveloping her body. Being bound, her pussy already screaming at her was terrible, but it was the darkness that terrified her. She was already on the edge of sanity and immersed into total darkness again would certainly push her over the edge.  
  
Amanda started to scream as the darkness overtook her body. She tried to move praying her bindings would fail and release her. But all her movements did was rub the rough hemp rope pinching her pussy lips. She suddenly realized where the screams came from her entire time in the cell, as she screamed uncontrollably. It was the other women slowly losing their minds. As her toes touched the cold damp stone floor, she heard a scraping above her as an iron grate was pushed across the opening above her. Seconds later she was plunged into total darkness once again, leaving her to wallow in feelings of total despair and helplessness. Without even realizing it, she let out a wail her voice joining the other new recruits singing their sad song.


	Lost in Argentina Ch. 02

Hello all. I am again working with Rebecca on this story. It is a departure from our usual stories in that it deals with a different fetish than our normal fare. Please be aware that this story has non-consensual sex, forced body modifications, drugs, and mind control. It is a dark story and if this is not your preferences please move on. It is a fantasy and has no place in the real world and should not or could not happen. I do welcome your comments and votes, although I have no idea of how this will go over. There are no persons under the age of 18 herein and all persons depicted are figments of Rebecca and my imaginations.  
  
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Amanda had no idea of how long she was in the pit. She had long ago lost her voice as the darkness consumed her mind. She was only semiconscious when she heard the grate above her head move and her body slowly rising to the surface above. Once above the pit, she was pulled to the side and her arms released. She was weak and unable to stand on her own. The young men lowered her to the ground and set about helping her regain consciousness. The sprayed her with water and gave her an energy drink to replenish her fluids. It took them almost an hour before Amanda could speak and answer simple questions. The young men had seen this many times and knew that many strong, confident women that arrived only a few days before were broken by the pit. Her mind now accepted she was completely helpless and compliant. All they had to do was mention the hole and she would do anything they wanted.  
  
Sometime later, the boss showed up again. Amanda was still on the floor her legs bound and her arms, tied behind her back, her body almost useless after being suspended for so long. She looked up at the man who was in control over her, the fear in her eyes knowing that he could do anything he wanted to her and she wouldn't resist. She sat passively as he knelt down beside her and grabbed her chin and looked into her eyes.  
  
  
  
He could see the fear in her expression. He smiled and spoke in a soft voice. Well my beautiful Amanda are you enjoying your experience at becoming a Hucow? Is it everything you expected?"  
  
Amanda couldn't hold his eyes and looked away. She was petrified at what had happened so far. "Please sir, I can't go on. I never agreed to this. Please let me go and I will never speak to anyone about this." Amanda pleaded.  
  
"My lovely soon to be cow, the process is just beginning, and you've only experienced a taste of what my normal new cows' experience. You see we know who you are and we know it was you who had my family busted. The only reason you can still think now is because we want you to know what is being done to you. You only spent a couple of days in the hole. Normally new cows spend at least two weeks in there. By then their minds are gone and they're completely docile, like a cow. But with you we want your mind aware of what is happening to you. To experience the full effect of watching and feeling your body change into a human cow, an animal that's only purpose is to produce milk and be fucked." He snarled.  
  
"Now let me explain what the next steps in the process are. He shoved her head down to the floor and stood towering over her. Amanda lay passively on the floor, afraid to make a move. The boss raised his foot and pushed it down on her face, grinding her cheek into the cold stone floor.  
  
  
  
"Now my slut let me tell you what you can expect. We are starting a new program, very experimental. We have devised a new feeding method for our new recruits. All nutrition, hormones, and fluids will be done anally. For the next couple weeks, you will be totally cleaned out using our specially designed probes. All food, liquid of course, will also be injected the same way, as well as the drugs and hormones necessary to allow your body to produce large amounts of milk. Oh there are side effects to this process." The evil man snarled. "1. You won't have any solid waste any longer. All waste will evacuate as urine. 2. Your tiny tits will grow as well as your nipples. By the time we're done with you, standing will almost be impossible, and 3. Your body will crave sex. You will become insatiable. Because you won't be using your mouth to eat, that leaves it available for lots of cocks." The boss man crowed.  
  
Amanda's mind was almost clear now as she listened to what was about to happen. She screamed at the evil man standing on her face.  
  
"NO, YOU CAN'T DO THIS! YOU CAN'T MODIFY MY BODY! YOU AGREED THAT I WOULD ONLY BE EXPOSED TO WHAT IS DONE TO BE A HUCOW. YOU HAVE TO RELEASE ME!"  
  
"Oh so now I'm being dishonest? Our agreement was for you to be trained as a Hucow. You agreed to finish the program and to produce 700 gallons of milk before you are done. I am abiding by the agreement. If anyone was dishonest it's you, Amanda Baker, ex-CIA agent. You lied about your name, your occupation, and why you wanted to be here. Now you're here and no one is going to save your skinny ass, you will be modified, you will become a Hucow and you will produce a lot more milk than 700 gallons. By the time we're finished with you all you will be able to do is fuck, suck, and be milked." The man said and walked away.  
  
"Now take her to the training facility and let her get a firsthand look at what awaits her." He demanded as he walked out the door.  
  
Amanda groaned as the two young men who brought her into the dungeon lifted her up and placed her on a cart. They wheeled her out and up a ramp to a waiting truck. Amanda was pushed inside the truck and tied to the side. She had never been more frightened in her life as with each move, she knew she was further and further from any possible rescue. She sat in the back of the truck, her mind blank and broken. All her training was gone; she was in survival mode, only trying to survive the next minute. She had no idea of how long they travelled; time no longer had any meaning. The cell and hole had totally distorted her sense of time and space. For all she knew she had been captive for months.  
  
When the truck finally stopped and the rear door opened, she was blindfolded and roughly pulled from the truck. Once inside the building, the ropes and blindfold were removed and cuffs locked on her ankles and wrists. Amanda didn't resist, her body was weak from lack of food and water, as well as the time in the hole. Even if her mind was clear, she was in no shape to try to escape.  
  
Once her wrists were attached to her ankles, she was placed face down on a stainless steel table. She felt like a frog as her ass and pussy was completely exposed. Amanda looked around the room. It was brightly lit with white subway tiles lining the walls.  
  
Amanda was barely functioning when the young man grabbed her hair and pulled her face towards his.  
  
"I love this part of the training. We are going to get to know each other intimately." He laughed. He then proceeded to drop her head and pull over a stand with four large bottles hanging from it.  
  
Amanda's body was trembling as the words from the boss man echoed in her head. She jumped when her captor shoved something up her ass and turns a valve on one of the bottles.  
  
  
  
Amanda laid on the table the liquid filling her bowels, first one bottle then another, each doing a different function, yellow cleaner, red hormones, and clear food. Over and over Amanda endured each humiliating one, day after day.  
  
Each night she was bound and stuffed into a cage. Every second day she was chained to a wall to be cleaned with a horse brush and shaved. The young man who attended her never spoke to her but leered and took great pleasure fondling her and feeling her up.  
  
  
  
She tried to ignore his groping but after a day or two the treatments were starting to change her body. By the third day, every touch sent shivers up and down her spine driving her crazy with lust.  
  
By the end of the first week, Amanda craved the probes up her ass and the young man's touch. She tried to talk to him, but a sponge was shoved into her mouth effectively gagging her. Amanda was never unbound, she was either frog tied, or chained to a wall. She couldn't remember the last time she walked. She prayed to hear a voice, any human interaction. Finally at the start of the second week, the routine changed. Her intestines were now cleaned out; only clear liquids both in and out. When her attendant came for the he smiled. It was the first time he had shown any emotion for days. This time he blindfolded her and put her on a cart. She could feel it as it rolled down a long hallway. Amanda's body reacted with arousal; being blind it was the anticipation of something different stoked her fires. She prayed that someone, anyone would speak to her, just a voice. However instead she was placed in a cage. She felt her ass being plugged again, but with all the hormones and drugs fed through her ass she shivered with arousal. Her entire body was aroused.  
  
  
  
Her captor knelt down beside her and whispered, "Welcome to your new home. You should feel honored. You may not have noticed the box behind you. It is our newest piece of equipment. It does everything; it feeds you, eliminates your urine, stimulates your clit, and keeps you confined."  
  
"We'll start slow, only four hours today, but each day we add an hour or two, depending on how you're doing. Eventually you'll be in here twenty four hours a day. By then your legs will be useless and your tits will grow. Welcome to your new life, cow." He laughed.  
  
Amanda had gone so long without any human interaction, her brain cherished every word. But as their meaning took hold, she screamed as her world was now a two foot square cage.  
  
Amanda no longer had any sense of time. The hormones and chemicals kept her in a constant state of arousal. Her captors never spoke and as time passed her mind shut down with the exception of strange erotic dreams.  
  
A few days, weeks, months went by, Amanda had no idea how long, but the plugs were now in her ass for most of the time. In actuality it was about 5 days, she was pulled out of the cage and washed again. This time when she was returned the cage was noticeably smaller.  
  
She no longer was stooping but on her knees. Her hands still cuffed behind her, and her ankles cuffed to the floor. Her feet stuck out between the bars and the door closed around her neck.  
  
  
  
Amanda didn't resist, couldn't feel her legs and her mind was hardly functioning. When the boy pushed her plug up her ass, she orgasmed, this happened often now. She could feel her tits getting heaver now and leaning over actually felt good.  
  
Amanda couldn't look up any longer, her face pointed down at the black and white tile floor. The only change in her scenery was when the light went off and darkness enveloped her. That was when her mind drifted into a subspace of bondage, cocks, cum, and pain. Over and over she orgasmed as the plug filled and evacuated her intestines. Each time a new batch of chemicals filled her bloodstream leaving her an aroused mass of flesh.  
  
By the end of the second week, her cage had shrunk to where her nose was just a few inches off the floor. She couldn't remember what it was like outside her cage any longer. It was as if she was always in a cage. Her previous life was a distant dream.  
  
  
  
She was no longer bound, her hands hung limply at her sides, the cage effectively bound her. Amanda no longer tried to talk; she never got a response anyways. Besides her mind was somewhere else, as the hormones and drugs kept her so aroused it was one erotic dream and orgasm after another. Her tits were much larger now and milk was starting to leak out of the nipples. Amanda would slip her fingers to them and pinch, each time giving her another orgasm.  
  
Amanda had no idea how long she was in the tiny cage. She hadn't eaten solid food drank any liquids in weeks. All her nourishment was fed to her though her ass. Any waste was also eliminated the same way. Her body was changing rapidly now. She could almost feel her tits grow. When they finally pulled her out of the cage they were pressed to the bottom of the cage.  
  
This time they pulled her over to a small cell of sorts. The cell had stone walls and floor. Amanda didn't react as her mind and body was craving her machine and the stimulus it provided. Amanda was used to her feeding machine now and craved it when it was gone. They pushed her down on her knees and locked her ankles to the floor. Her arms were pulled up and behind her and attached to the bars around her machine. Again her ass was plugged and her mind slipped back into her world of sexual bliss. She didn't even notice the blindfold or the ear plugs filling her ears. All her senses were gone with the exception of touch and the wonderful plug in her ass.  
  
Time had no meaning to Amanda. Now blind, deaf, and bound tightly, her world was now only in her mind. Gone were all sense of self, rescue, and human interaction. The only things left were her erotic dreams and the wonderful machine that fed her. Each gave her increasingly intense orgasms.  
  
  
  
Amanda had no idea of what they were doing to her any more. She had been blindfolded for so long she wasn't even sure if she even had eyes any longer. The gag felt like part of her face, and bound as she was, her arms and legs no longer seemed to exist. Her tits were huge now, more like udders than tits. Bent as she was, they hung down to the middle of her thighs.  
  
Things were changing now; as every so often, something was attached to her nipples and it felt like someone sucking them. Just the touch of her nipples gave her intense orgasms. Amanda had no idea what was happening, only that when it happened her body was wracked with sexual lust and constant orgasms. With no other stimulus for days on end, Amanda's mind drifted off into a dream world; her body, with no physical contact with the exception of her feeding tube and nipple suction, almost ceased to exist, there was nothing left but the erotic world her mind created. Each time the machine was attached to her nipples, the intensity of her orgasms increased. She soon grew to crave the pleasure it gave her.  
  
It was almost three months since Amanda had arrived at the facility. She hadn't spoken or heard a word in over two months. Her udders were now producing over four liters of milk a day, not that she knew that. Amanda had been blind and deaf for over a month. The only physical contact with anything was the milking nozzles attached to her twice a day. Each time she orgasmed almost constantly during the milking. Twice she was pulled from the cell and pushed onto a padded bench. With hardly a touch, a cock was shoved roughly into her pussy and fucked hard and fast. The pain was intense but the orgasm was even more intense. Without a word, she was shoved back in her cell and the process started again.  
  
Amanda felt something different; it was a hand touching her wrists and ankles. She loved the touch, but when the plug was pulled from her rectum, she moaned at the loss. She felt her body being pulled out of her cell and roughly pulled to an upright position. Her legs no longer capable of holding her up, she felt a strap around her head and across her mouth. Her hands and feet were locked on place; and she was upright for the first time in a long time. Amanda actually felt dizzy and now realized how much her body had been modified; her large tits weighed a ton.  
  
Amanda was confused, her body ached from standing. Her legs and arms after not moving for so long burned at the new position. When she felt a human hand touching her breast, she had and orgasm with an intensity that left her almost comatose.  
  
  
  
Amanda passed out as the stimulus was too much for her to understand. She never felt a thing as she was moved to a vehicle and taken to another location.  
  
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Edwardo sat at in the American Embassy in Buenos Aires. He was frantically trying to locate Amanda. He knew that if his superiors in the states found out about his clandestine operation using a US citizen he would lose his job and possibly go to jail. Everything went well with the exchange, but in a few hours, the GPS signal dropped out and Amanda disappeared. At first he was able to track the vehicle via satellites, but when the jungle became too dense he lost it.  
  
After four weeks and no contact he was getting desperate. He needed to find her or she would be lost forever. Finally, he decided to go back to the original source of information, Armando Ramirez. He knew that he knew more than he told Amanda and Edwardo needed to persuade him to talk.  
  
It took a week of constant surveillance before Edwardo managed to capture him. It was late at night when he and a special team slipped into Armando's home and grab him and his family. The plan went off without a hitch and soon, Edwardo, his wife and two kids were spirited out of the city. They were drugged, bound and put on a plane. By the time they woke up, they were in another country.  
  
Edwardo walked up to Armando's bound body. He was chained to a stone wall of a cell. He grabbed a bucket of cold water and threw it on the groggy man just coming out of his drug induced stupor.  
  
"Where am I?" Armando groaned.  
  
"You are in Columbia my friend." Edwardo answered. "I'm sure you know where that is."  
  
Armando groaned, he was wanted in Columbia. He had ties with one of the drug cartels at one time and was wanted by both the police and the cartel. His life was in grave danger and he knew it.  
  
"What do you want?" Armando asked.  
  
"I want to know where Amanda Baker is and you're going to tell me." Edwardo spat.  
  
"Please, I don't know where she is. Besides by now she isn't Amanda Baker any longer. It's been too long. You don't understand, I can't help you or her even if I knew where she was." Armando pleaded.  
  
"Well then I guess I'll just have to turn your wife and kids over to the cartel and you to the police." Edwardo explained.  
  
"No you can't do that, they will kill my family. Please don't, please." Armando pleaded.  
  
"Unless you tell me what I want I have no other choice." Edwardo flatly stated and turned to leave.  
  
"Wait, I might know where they took her to start the process, but I don't know where the actual farm is. Please you have to believe me." Armando begged.  
  
Edwardo walked up to the old man and punched him in the stomach several times. "Not good enough," He barked.  
  
Armando slumped against the wall and groaned. Edwardo touched his ribs and watched as Armando grimaced in pain. "Oh did I break a rib or two? Too fucking bad, now tell me where they're taking Amanda." Edwardo demanded.  
Armando looked at his captor and nodded, "You have signed my death warrant. If I tell you I won't be able to go back. They will kill me and my family. If I don't tell you the cartel will kill my family and the police will lock me up forever. What choice is that? Please if I tell you, I need to have some place to go." Armando begged. Look, I'll tell you where the Amanda is and I know where the girl's mother is. She isn't on the farm but in a small village about 200 kilometers from Buenos Aires. Just take me and my family to the states." Armando bargained.  
  
"I can do that, but if you lie to me, I will kill you." Edwardo spat.  
  
That was two weeks ago and Edwardo managed to rescue Lilly's mother. However rescuing Amanda was considerably more difficult. Armando gave the location of the first facility the cartel had taken Amanda. But after days of surveillance it was too difficult to break in and rescue her. There was too much security and not enough manpower to attack the building. They would have to wait until they moved her to the farm and take her then.  
  
Edwardo knew that every day they waited meant the chance Amanda would be able to come back was less. He had no idea of what they were doing to her, but from what he was told, he could only hope she would survive.  
  
Amanda had now been under the cartel's control for almost three months. Edwardo was about to take a chance and break into the training facility when a truck showed up. He watched closely and saw a woman who could have been Amanda wheeled into the truck. But the woman didn't look like Amanda. She was naked and very frail, but her tits were massive and her face was almost covered with bindings. Edwardo took a chance it was her and followed the truck.  
  
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Amanda had no idea where she was, what day it was or how long she had been under the cartel's control. Her entire world had centered on the anal probe and the milking machines when they were attached to her tits. She knew she was being taken somewhere, but any thoughts of rescue or escape had long ago disappeared. When the truck finally stopped, her tits were hurting and she was craving to be milked. She could feel her ass pulsing as the probe was gone and she needed to be filed.  
  
Finally, she was wheeled into somewhere and placed on a flat cart face down. Her ass was plugged and her tits dangled below her through an opening in the cart. For the next few hours she drifted in and out of a sexual stupor as the constant sucking on her tits and the probe in her ass drove her to orgasm after orgasm.  
  
Amanda's mind drifted off into an erotic subspace as her body adjusted to the new position. Eventually she felt something touching her legs and arms. Still blind and deaf, the new sensations sent her to an entirely new level of sexual rapture. Finally between orgasms, Amanda realized that her arms and legs were being massaged and exercised.  
  
That soon became her routine as she was fed, milked and massaged over and over. Each time her body reacted the same way with absolute sexual bliss. Amanda had no idea how long this went on when her routine changed again. This time instead of a massage she was pulled up to stand, but still bound in an upright position. Her muscles burned from lack of use, but the burn only increase her arousal and enhanced her orgasms. Over and over the routine never changed except she wasn't bound in and upright position any longer, but her wrists where cuffed to a wall above her head.  
  
Amanda was able to stand on her own now, but still blind and deaf; her mind still locked in another world and without any human interaction, her world was still her body and dreams.  
  
Then everything changed, she was removed from the flat cart and stood against the wall. This time she wasn't cuffed to the wall, but her arms were cuffed behind her back. Amanda was confused as each change in her routine confused her mind. When her blindfold was removed, she screamed as the bright lights burned her eyes. After so long in total darkness the bright lights and white walls disoriented her to the point she almost collapsed to the floor. When the plugs were removed from her ears, Amanda's mind had trouble grasping the first sounds she had heard in so very long she had trouble handling all the noise.  
  
"Well slave, are you ready to see what your life is to be from now on?" A voice behind her announced. Still gagged and trying to grasp where she was and what was happening to her, she could only stare at the floor. She was broken and more animal than woman now. Her only thoughts were please plug me and empty my tits. Her mind and body craving the sexual relief and comfort the machines gave her.  
  
Amanda felt a hand on her back pushing her forward and down a hallway to a large room. She was staring at everything like a small child seeing the world for the first time. As soon as they entered the room, Amanda stopped dead in her tracks. In front of her were perhaps a dozen stations, each had a woman bound to a stall. Each bent over their arms bound behind their backs and legs were also strapped and spread wide. Each was bald, blindfolded, and their mouths filled with a feeding tube. All were moaning as their huge breasts were inside a fitted device that was pulsing and milking them.  
  
Amanda groaned her mind and body at war between terror and desire. She was having trouble comprehending what exactly what she was seeing. At that moment she wanted to go back to her table and the machines she had grown to love.  
  
  
  
Amanda stood there in shock. Her mind slowly clearing as the desire diminished and terror started to take over. She felt a push again as she was herded towards another room.  
  
"Don't worry cow, you will love every second of the milking. You will come to want nothing more than being milked." The voice behind her said.  
  
The next room was just as shocking. Here the crawling women were harnessed to a small rotating ring. She watched as a woman was being led to the ring, her breasts were so large they almost drug on the floor.  
  
  
  
"This is our state of the art exercise room. Once a day you will be brought in here to get your exercise. See how lovely their udders are? Yours will be like that in a few weeks. Until you grow some more we will continue to milk you like we have, but soon you will join your fellow cows." The voice chuckled, but first we need to mark you as owned. Follow me cow." The voice demanded.  
  
Amanda had no concept what the voice meant but she no longer resisted. She had no desire to experience going back for training.  
  
The man giving Amanda the tour of her future life led Amanda to another room and strapped her wrists and ankles to posts mounted to the floor. She was bent double and her heavy breasts hung down from her body. The man went to work with a small propane oven of sorts. He stuck a long metal bar inside and smiled at her.  
  
"I know you're scared and confused. But we need to brand your tits so if you should get out, whoever finds you know where you belong. There are several Hucow farms around here."  
  
  
  
By this time, Amanda's mind had cleared somewhat and she realized what she had become. She cried for the first time in a long time. It was now real what her life was to be and it crushed her very spirit.  
  
Amanda was about to totally lose her mind when the first shots rang out. Suddenly there was lots of screaming and gunfire. The man about to brand her ran to the door, still carrying the branding iron, when he backed up he had a look of fear on his face. Amanda looked at the door and in burst Edwardo, his gun drawn and pointing at the scared man now kneeling on the floor, the red hot iron on the floor beside him.  
  
  
  
Seconds later several other men, dressed in fatigues rushed in behind Edwardo, each in full combat gear and carrying automatic weapons. Edwardo quickly went to Amanda and released her from the posts. Amanda unable to comprehend exactly what was happening broke down and collapsed to the floor.  
  
"Oh god I'm so sorry Amanda, what have they done to you? Please I'm so sorry it took me so long to find you." Edwardo cried.  
  
Amanda just looked at him with a blank expression and closed her eyes. Her mind finally grasping what had happened.  
  
Edwardo pulled the gag from her mouth and held her close. A few minutes later, two men carried in a stretcher, placed her on it and carried her out from the hell hole she had been trapped. Amanda was taken outside to a waiting helicopter and whisked away.  
  
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The next few weeks went by like a blur for Amanda. She was put into a private room in the hospital and given food through a feeding tube. It had been so long since she had solid food they actually had to slowly ween her off the anal feeding system and reverse her body's system. It was almost two weeks before she even spoke.  
  
The raid was very successful. They captured everyone involved and even learned what they did to the women and what drugs they gave them. As the days passed, Amanda regained her voice and bodily functions. But the drugs had forever changed her body. Her massive breasts shrank slightly, but still produced a massive amount of milk each day. What made it more difficult was that the sensitivity of breasts meant milking them still gave her intense orgasms. She wasn't sure if that was all bad or not, as her mind kept slipping back to when she was bound and milked at the farm. She still craved the stimulation.  
  
It was almost five months before Amanda was somewhat back to normal. Edwardo wanted to send her back to the states, but Amanda demanded to be there when the evil men who did this to her were tried. It was a good thing she did, as the other women at the farm were nothing more than cows now. They had lost the ability to speak, or think, or care for themselves. They were for all practical purposes human cows. Amanda was the only one who managed to recover enough to testify against them and recall what they were doing.  
  
The entire operation, and everyone involved were convicted and sentenced to a lifetime in prison. Amanda demanded to be there as they were leaving jail and on their way to prison.  
  
Amanda waited in the hallway for the leader and two of her captors as they were about to be transported.  
  
She watched as they got closer and just as they started to pass, she stepped in front of the boss and screamed, "I HOPE YOU ROT IN PRISON! I WANT THEM TO PUT YOU IN A CELL LIKE THE ONE YOU PUT ME IN, LIKE THE HOLE WHERE ALL YOU HEAR ARE SCREAMS. I WANT YOU TO SCREAM LIKE A LITTLE GIRL AND BE DENIED FOOD AND WATER. TO HAVE YOUR BODY FOREVER CHANGED AND HAVE YOUR TITS GROW NICE AND LARGE. THEN I WANT YOU RELEASE TO THE GENERAL POPULATION AND HAVE THEM RAPE YOU EVERY DAY FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE. YOU ARE THE LOWEST FORM OF LIFE."  
  
  
  
The man didn't say a word but waited for her to finish. Bowing his head, the jailer pulled him past her and to a waiting bus to his new home.  
  
Edwardo watched it all and finally let Amanda know the truth. "Amanda, I need to tell you something. Lilly's mother was never at the farm. I learned that she was being held captive in a small village about a hundred kilometers from here. I'm sorry but you were the only way we could get someone on the inside. It wasn't supposed to go the way it did. It was supposed to be a couple days and you would be out. I did rescue Lilly's mom and she is back in the states with Lilly." Edwardo explained.  
  
Amanda stood there in shock. She stared at him as the anger filled her entire body. Without a thought she hit him as hard as she could.  
  
  
  
"You lousy fuck, you did this to me? You almost got me killed and you did get me permanently ruined, for the rest of my life I have to milk my tits so you could make an arrest! I'll have your job you mother fucker."  
  
  
  
"I should kill you where you stand. All you had to do was tell me the truth." Amanda said and stormed out of the jail.  
  
Amanda arrived back in Chicago the next day. She was exhausted from the trip. One of the side effects of her ordeal was her strength. Being bound and unable to move for so many weeks had sapped her strength and endurance. The twelve hour flight was grueling and her breasts hurt. She needed to milk them soon.  
  
As soon as she got to the baggage claim, she spotted Jimmy. He saw her and ran to her like a husband to his wife. "Amanda I'm so happy you're back. Please sit down and let me take care of you." Jimmy implored. Amanda looked up at him and could see his expression. She knew her modifications had shocked him.  
  
"Jimmy, I need to go to the restroom, but I need my bag. My new breasts hurt something awful." She groaned.  
  
"No problem, I'll get your bag. The restroom is over there." He said and pointed off to the side. "Is there anything I can do?" He asked unaware of what she needed to do.  
  
"No Jimmy, I need to milk my tits. I have to do it twice a day or they start to hurt. The only good thing is that when I do I orgasm. Got it?" She barked the embarrassment showing in her face.  
  
"Sorry I didn't know," Jimmy said. "I called Lilly and she will be by tomorrow morning to meet. She wants to thank you." He continued.  
  
"Just find my bag, I need to milk and I want to go home." Amanda quietly spoke.  
  
It took Amanda about 45 minutes to finish draining her breasts. It actually didn't take that long, but the orgasms were particularly intense and long. Two hours later she was back in her own apartment and lying in bed.  
  
The next day Amanda milked her breasts again. The accompanying orgasms were just as intense as always. She cried as she was coming to the conclusion that any semblance of a normal life was gone. Milking twice a day and the orgasms would make it impossible to ever be an investigator again. She called Uber and rode to the office. When she walked in she felt a sense of peace. Even though she knew she couldn't work, she was free and not bound.  
  
Lilly showed up just after one that afternoon. With her was her mother, Jennifer Martinez. "I want to thank you for bringing my mother home to me. I understand it came at a great cost to you. I know I promised you two million dollars to bring her back alive. But after hearing what you went through, I want to do something extra. I will pay your firm the two million dollars as agreed. I will also pay any doctor bills to cover undoing what they did to you." Lilly explained.  
  
"Thank you Lilly, I greatly appreciate your generosity. However I'm afraid there isn't much that can be done. I will check into it though. I'm very happy we were able to find her and return her to you." Amanda answered.  
  
"I'm afraid you will have to excuse me as I need to take care of something. It's a side effect from my trip." Amanda said as she looked down at her blouse to the two large wet spots covering her breasts.  
  
"I understand and please send any doctor bills to me. I will take care of everything." Lilly quietly spoke as she and her mother got up and walked out of the office.  
  
As soon as they left, Amanda ripped off her blouse and pulled a small battery operated breast pump out of her bag and stuck it to her nipple.  
  
"I'm sorry Jimmy, I can't wait, I need to do this." Amanda said blushing. As soon as she turned on the pump, her body erupted with a very intense orgasm.  
  
Jimmy stood, mesmerized at the sight of Amanda massive tits. When she opened her eyes and looked at him, he blushed and rushed to his office.  
  
The next few weeks were pretty quiet for Amanda and Jimmy. Lilly paid as she said she would and Jimmy worked on a couple small cases. Amanda would visit the office a couple times a week, but always left before she needed to be milked.  
  
Finally Jimmy needed someone to help with the jobs and they hired a new investigator and Amanda became a silent partner. Amanda spent most of her days at home now; usually naked and milking her tits, and in an erotic stupor. Her life as a cow was real except she was alone.  
  
The End


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