Ryders Ranch is humble 10 acre plot of land, with plenty of farm land for various crops. Corn, Tomatoes, and wheat could be seen in several plots, with other empty ones showing the experienced Bull used the age old classic style of crop rotation. Cows, pigs, and chickens could be seen in other areas of the farm, each in the assigned land and with several stables and coops to house them. Ranch hands could be seen tending to the horses or collecting the eggs, while others could be seen helping with the harvests. Vegetables change by season, as do some of the workers there. Many are offered honest pay, and even room and board for the duration of their stay. However, due to how good some of the bonuses are, many tend to stay and live there, some even making families among each other.

However...the cattle the Ranch was really known for was none of the animals, it was in fact the many other Ranch workers that work more as “relief stations.” They each had their own “stable” as well, a stall they could be fucked for allotted amounts of times by workers there, or even city folk who come out for a romp on the country side. They pay so handsomely after all, it would be rude to refuse. The custom brothel had it all, cow sluts, beta bitch bois, fertile spade gifted whores and equine pussy bearing mares, anthro and otherwise. After all, not only are the workers there up for use, but so are the various prize animals of all shapes and sizes. Even one corner of the Farm had more mystical creatures, with their own specialized handlers to deal with them. Centaurs often went there, with dragons, griffins, and unicorns but often the two farms would intermingle. There was a use for everyone there, some preferred to be cum tanks for more dominant males and herms, while others would rather serve as floor matts and foot worshippers while others would rather be living urinals. Some cucks prefered to clean up the used holes of those paid and fucked, whick suited the Ranch owner just fine.

Pay them for their pleasure and everyone wins, plus a job well done? Why not? Other musk whores did their job tongue bathing the ranch hands after their day of work, and many others worked around the house as maids and butlers of various types, some with less clothes than others. Chastity was required on sissies who served on premise, but not all femboys. Now, some want a more...permanent position here and are often handed to the Ranch Vet for...conditioning. Nothing like mindwiping the life they once had away and replacing it with new purpose via brainwashing from hypno goggles and musk vapes. Attach some headphones to ingrain trigger words into their now weak, malleable minds and you have a perfect sex toy for use at any time. So...where do you belong? Why dont you come join us at Ryders Ranch and become one of the family, no more worries or reason to leave...but if you do want to go, be sure to come back again sometime, and maybe bring some friends? The more the merrier!~