Welcome to the farm!
He leads you around the outside of the house and into what distinctly looks like a barn.
'See, I knew had somewhere to keep wild animals for a bit. Now, if you're under my roof, you're my responsibility, and I don't want you running off - look what a mess you got into being left to your own devices.'
Before you can react, he picks up a heavy metal collar, puts it around your neck, and snaps it in place. It clicks, likes its automatically locked, and you notice the chain that runs from it to a large ring on the floor in the centre of the barn. [Put on your collar, and tie it to something waist-high or lower.] You open your mouth to protest and he slaps you in the face [slap your face, hard.]
'I don't want to to hear anything but gratitude from you. You accost me in the middle of the night and I'm kind enough to help you out, and you want to complain? Would you rather I turned you away? Thank me...no no, not like that. Be respectful, I'm doing you a favour.'
[say 'Thank you Sir.']
'Much better. Now, this is actually a cow shed, it's not really fit for humans, but it's all that's available. And if it's good enough for you, that must mean you're a cow.'
You try to complain again.
'Shut the fuck up, what did I say about being grateful?! You're chained to the floor in my cowshed, with no way out, I don't think you want to piss me off. I think you want to agree with anything I say or else this might get very uncomfortable for you. So, what are you?'
[Say 'I am a cow, Sir']
'Better. Do cows wear clothes? No, I didn't think so.' He pulls your dress down to your ankles in one movement [remove dress]. 'Look at those udders swing, good cow for not wearing a bra. I knew you were a slut. But the panties are too much.' He pulls out a knife and slices through your panties before you can stop him. You open your mouth and start complaining again, but it's met with another slap before you can get many words out. [Remove your panties. Slap your face again, other side, nice and hard.]
'What did I fucking say?! Besides, cows don't speak you idiot.' He holds your nose to force your mouth open and puts in a ring gag. [Put on your gag]. 'And they definitely don't stand on two feet.' He walks to the ring on the floor and pulls at the chain attached to the collar, till you have no choice but to get all fours. [Get on all fours, and if you can, tie the collar so you physically can't stand back up.]
'Some dumb slut knocking on my door crying help is a nuisance, but a useful new cow? That I can work with.'