It's a start.

You make your way through the street and find a general store. The store is actually pretty big and offers quite a range of items. You are surprised at how well kept it is too. You make some quick purchases for you **** to start with. Firstly you find some cloth clothes for your ****. A simple button up shirt is your first purchase and your **** hastily puts it on seemingly relieved to be a bit less exposed. Next you find some pants for her. The pants seem to be made of a denim type material. She quickly shuffles out of the loin cloth she was in by bending at the waist to pull it down. You can't help but glance at her athletic butt as she does so. You also get a good view of her pussy which is glistening from the earlier effects of the collar. You notice she is watching you stare so you quickly look away and pretend to be looking at an item on the shelf. By the time you look back she is buttoning up her new pants with a slight smile on her face. Shoes and socks are next and you find some of each for her.

You decide to look around the shop some more for any future supplies you might need. You gather up the following: A backpack for her, a few sets of clothes for both of you so you don't have to wear the same thing everyday, some more trail rations, an oil lamp and oil for it, a couple bars of soap, about 100 feet of rope, some water proof tunics, a jacket for each of you as well as a thick wool coat for each of you, a couple skinning knives, a common short sword and its sheath, some matches, a tent, a pair of bedrolls which consisted of bedding and a wool blanket, a wood cutting axe, some flint and steel, a shovel, a pickaxe, a couple hammers, a few boxes of nails, a two person wood saw, a bag of salt and sugar, what appeared to be coffee, and finally some cooking equipment.

As the clerk was totaling everything up you noticed your **** was spending some time looking at and touching something. She noticed your gaze and abruptly put her hands at her side and briskly walked away to go look at something else. Curious, you walked over to where she was. Surprisingly the woman you thought was a barbarian was looking at the dresses. The one she was in front of was a nice looking blue sundress. Hoping the size fit her you quickly grabbed it and added it to your pile. At the counter you noticed they had some full wine flasks and added those in as well, and tossed in a couple cups too. All said and done you spent another 200 copper pieces.

"Is there a Dino equipment vendor in town" you asked the clerk.

"Yes, Jane Smith's place. She'd be closed by now, but she should be open tomorrow" he replied.

"Thanks...oh...and is there a nice Inn in town" you asked he again.

"Well, the nicest would be the Drunken Rex" he replied "they are just north of here, just look for the T-rex statue out front" he said smiling.

"Thank you again" you said tossing him five silver coins. His eyes went wide as he realized what he had just caught in his hands.

"Sir...this is five silver pieces, I don't think you meant to throw me something worth five hundred copper" he said holding the coins back out for you to take.

"Nope, I know what I tossed you, have a good night" you said smiling. The clerk just held the coins in reverence.

"Thank you sir, may the Gods reward your generosity sir, if you need anything at all just let me know and I'll be happy to help" he said with giddiness in his voice. You waved as you and the **** walked out the door.

It didn't take long to find the Drunken Rex. In front was a large T-rex holding a mug. You smiled at the imagery. Fortunately there was a stable area for Copper as well, so you made arrangements with the caretaker for Copper to stay. Making sure he had food for the night as well. Looking in the stable you noticed you had the only predator Dino there. Most everything else was ankylosaurs with the only notable Dino in there being your raptor and a parasaur.

You and your **** walked into the inn's common room next. It was nicer than you expected for this primitive of a town. Clearly the owner maintained it well. In the center was a large fireplace with a fire going, and the tables seemed to be spread out from there. There were a decent amount of people, but it wasn't packed as there were still empty tables, but it was enough to keep the barmaids moving around. To the left was a bar with a big portly man serving drinks and cleaning glasses. You walked to the bartender and asked to see the innkeeper to inquire about staying the night.

"You're looking at him" he says with a smile. "Bill's my name" he said holding out his hand to shake yours.

"John" you say taking his hand and shaking. He had a pretty strong grip.

"So do you have a room with two beds, preferably with a bath" you asked. He looked at your **** and his gaze stuck on her collar.

"No rooms left with two beds, but we do have one with a large bed, and it has a bath as well, we even have running water here, nothing but the finest for my guests. It'd be 50 copper a night" he replied.

"That'll have to do I guess, um...could we take a meal in our room" you ask. Again he looks to your **** before replying.

"I don't have no **** rations here, so she'd have to take a regular meal" he stated.

"I wasn't asking for **** rations, two meals will be fine, what's on the menu" you reply. Raising his eyebrow he looks you up and down.

"Steak and potatoes, some beer or wine, and apple tart. 10 copper a serving" he replies holding out his hand for payment. You gather out two silver pieces and hand them to the innkeeper surprising him.

"Have the meals sent up right away" you say.

"Do you want wine or beer" looking at your ****.

"Whatever you provide master" she responds. You cringe slightly when she says master.

"What I want is for you to choose" you smile.

"Oh...uh...ummmm...beer then" she says surprisingly demurely.

"That'll be with two beers please" you say holding up two fingers.

"Yes sir, right away sir...oh...here" he says pulling a key from his jacket. "It'll be the last room on the right up those stairs" he says pointing at some stairs.

"Thank you" you say taking the key and you start off for your room.

Arriving at your room you open the door and hold it open for your **** to enter. She pauses waiting for you, and you just motion her inwards. Finally understanding she walks into the room. Depositing your backpacks on a nearby dresser you take in the room. Nothing fancy about it, but it is clean and the bed is big. A door on the other side must be the bathroom you assume. Shortly after you hear a knock on the door, and opening it a couple barmaids enter and deposit your meals and beers. There is a table with two chairs and you motion for your **** to sit in one chair and you bring her the meal.

"Let's enjoy our meal and get to know each other a little" you state. Your **** is clearly uncomfortable with the situation, she sits down, but doesn't start eating.

"My name is John Doe. What is your name" you ask.

"Whatever you decide it is" she responds coldly.

"No, I want to know what your name was before you were a ****" you respond in turn. She looks up at you and searches your eyes for some question she has in her head.

"Yvette" she responds "My name was Yvette".

"Your name still is Yvette...uh...Yvette. I don't want you to lose yourself in this being a **** business. I regret not knowing what it entailed buying you...well...I don't regret buying you...I mean...I do...I regret being the one doing it to you, the buying part that is, but I couldn't stand by and watch that fat pervert buy you. Uh...does that make sense" you ask. You can see her mouth give a slight smirk.

"Yes, master, I understand what you mean" she answers. You cringe when she calls you master again.

"Uh...Yvette, you don't have to call me Master anymore ok. Just call me John ok" you put on a half smile knowing she might not agree.

"If I don't call you master it will look bad for you and I might be punished" she responds. You reach over and place your hand on top of hers and give it a slight squeeze. She tenses up a little, but doesn't withdraw her hand.

"Yvette, you will never receive punishment from me. That part of your collar doesn't exist for me" you respond.

"But other's might" she starts and you interrupt her.

"Fuck what other's think, and as long as I'm alive I will not let them punish you because of me treating you like the human you are" you blurt out. Yvette stares into your eyes and you see that same determination return.

"Ok, John" she pauses as she says your name "I will not call you master anymore" she says turning her hand up and holding your hand back. "I will trust you in this".

"Great Yvette, now let's eat" you say withdrawing your hand and digging into your food. Yvette stares at her food but hesitates.

"It has been over a year since I was captured. I've not had anything besides scraps or gruel since. This almost doesn't seem real right now" she says with tears welling up in her eyes. You reach over and stab a little potato with your fork and pop it into your mouth to chew.

"Tastes real to me" you joke. You thought that was pretty funny, but Yvette just starts crying. Unsure of what to do you wait a moment. You know what you'd want if you were her so you stand up, move over to Yvette, and draw her into a hug. She stands there for a moment with her hands at her sides and you wonder if maybe this was a mistake when suddenly she wraps her arms around you and begins to fully cry into your shoulder. You stroke her back as she cries. This was probably the first time she's been able to grieve the loss of her freedom you figure.

You sway back and forth stroking her back and telling her it's going to be ok and that she's safe now. Slowly but surely her cries diminish and soon all that remains are some hiccups. You continue holding her swaying back and forth.

"I think I am ok now John, I would like to eat now if that is ok" she says quietly.

"Of course" you say disengaging from her and sitting her down. Yvette launches into the meal and although you had a head start she easily finishes before you. You see her eyeing the remainder of your food. You chuckle and slide your plate over to her. She stares at you as if to ask if you are sure.

"I'm sure Yvette, have at it". You walk over and bring back the mugs of beer and set one in front of her and take a sip from the other. She stares at it a moment and then brings it to her mouth almost reverently. She takes a big swig and lets out a loud belch after and freezes as if she just broke a window. You laugh and let your own belch out, albeit smaller than hers, and you both burst out laughing. She quickly finishes her meal and beer as you finish your beer. Finally Yvette eyes the tart in front of her and hesitantly reaches out as if it is going to disappear. She picks it up whole and gives it a deep sniff, inhaling its scent. With half lidded eyes she takes her first bite and moans as she chews. You have a hard time keeping your cock in check as the whole process is slightly erotic. She swallows her first bite closing her eyes and savors the experience a little before she comes back to reality giggling at your stare.

"Sorry" she says "where I'm from sweets were rare to start with, and I never expected to taste something like this again" she explains.

"No need to apologize, just enjoy your meal" you reply waving your hand for her to continue. She slowly eats the rest of her tart and sits back in her chair content. Looking into your empty mug you decide to get a little more serious.

"Yvette, I was serious about what I told you before. You may wear a **** collar right now, but I will figure out a way so you can be free again" you state plainly. "I know this might seem like I'm lying, but I promise you I will do this".

"I...you..." Yvette starts and stops. She is clearly thinking about what to say. "When I was captured I was beaten constantly as they 'conditioned' me as they called it. I always tried to believe that something would happen and I'd be saved. I just had to survive to the next day. I was moved from one slaver to the next until I ended up here. Even when I was up for auction I believed something would happen and I'd be free. Then that fat man who looked at me like a sex **** almost won and my resolve disappeared. I was about to be chained to that man until I died or he grew bored of me. Despair set in..." she looks away as tears form again.

"I searched through the crowd looking for my salvation, but all I could see were lustful stares in return. I saw you staring back with concern on your face and I wanted you to do something. And then you bid on me, another master who wanted to buy me, and although you were much more handsome, I was still being sold...and then it was over. I was fully a **** to someone."

"I was stunned and couldn't comprehend why the Gods abandoned me in this way. I was someone's property. I barely remember them putting the collar on me. I could see your revulsion of it and what it meant, and your acceptance once you had no other choice. I remember the pain it **** on me." She blushes and looks away from you a smile creeping onto her face "And the pleasure after." Her smile fades.

"But I was still someone's property. I realize now it was foolish to hope for a miracle allowing me to escape. They'd just have caught me somewhere and killed me." You want to stop her and tell her it's all going to be ok, but she continues.

"Now I realize I was hoping for the wrong miracle. I should have been hoping for a person like you to buy me. You've sworn to free me, and even though I don't think it is possible I still can't help but feel hope again. You clothed me, something no one else would have done. You treat me like a person, something no one else would have done. You are allowing me to be in your room and not sleeping with the Dinos, and you've fed me the first real meal I've had since I was captured. Something no one else would have done". She stares into your eyes as if waiting for something.

Moving in and kissing her is what your body is screaming. To feel her against you. It takes all your willpower not to do so. Instead you remember something else she might enjoy.

"I have one more thing for you on the topic of clothes" you change the topic a little. You walk over to one of the backpacks and summon out the dress. Yvette following you over. You hold out the folded up bundle of blue cloth to her. She takes it and holds it up allowing it to unfold into the sundress that it is. Her jaw drops as she looks at it and then she tightly holds it to her chest. She starts to cry again, but this time laughter laces her crying. She looks up at you with a beautiful smile.

"Where I come from dresses are very rare, worn usually only twice in your life. At your wedding and at your funeral. I had always wanted to know what I looked like in one. I had always hoped I'd get one, and when I saw it at the store I couldn't help but at least touch one, but I knew that was never going to get one as a ****, and it was one of those nagging thoughts in my mind that I'd never get to know what they were like. Now here I am, a ****."

"Temporary ****" you interject. She lets out another laugh.

"A temporary ****, and I finally have my own dress. Is this a sign of some sort. Maybe...maybe the Gods guided me right where I needed to be, or guided you to me perhaps" she muses.

"Well try it on. I didn't know if it would fit you or not, but we can always get another if it doesn't" you urge her on. She looks back and forth between you and the dress as she holds it out. A smirk growing on her face.

"Here" she says holding out the dress for you to hold.

"Don't move a muscle" she commands as you take it from her.

"Yes ma'am" you reply, your mouth seems so dry all the sudden. She quickly takes her pants and shirt off. She watches you as you can't help but stare. That same smirk on her face. She's gorgeous. She stands almost 6'. Her red hair falls past her shoulders to mid back. Her skin has some scars, but is otherwise flawless. Her blue eyes stare right into yours as you look her up and down. Her beautiful perky tits have tiny nipples that are almost the same color as her skin. She has a flat stomach that you can make out her abs on, and her hips flare out and back into her athletic legs. Her pussy looks amazing and appears to be trimmed as best she can, with red hair down there as well. She stands there allowing you to stare. Finally she giggles bringing you back to reality, and you hold out the dress looking away from her like you weren't just ogling her. She chuckles at your reaction.

She takes the dress and fits it over her head letting it slide down her body. Fortunately it fits her pretty well. She strokes her sides and twirls around letting you catch a glimpse of her ass cheeks as it twirls up.

"It's something I've always wanted and now I have it" she repeats.

"I...I don't know how to thank you for this and for giving me hope again after it was stolen from me" she says staring at you. You aren't really sure what to say that won't be entirely cheesy. So you just stare back smiling.

"It is also nice to be seen as a woman and not a piece of meat" she says blushing and looking away with a smile. She looks back to you and she slowly steps forward. You find yourself face to face with her. Her eyes are half lidded as her eyes dart between your eyes and your mouth. She wants something from you.