and is met with a surprise.

The sound of rattling chains roused Lisa from her deep slumber, a groan escaping her lips as she rolled over to face the source of the noise. Her whole body screamed in pain, so bad was her state that she couldn't pinpoint one single source but rather felt completely and utterly broken. Squinting against the harsh sunlight that beamed through gaps in the shack walls she eventually made out the shape of Jane, the large woman clearly having just returned home carrying several items.

"Ahh good, yer awake." She boomed loudly as she stomped in, placing some of her load down on a bench before lowering the rest to the floor.

With great effort Lisa rose into a sitting position, still wrapped in the musty blankets she settled down upon the night before. Rubbing the crust from her eyes she watched on as Jane pottered about.

"Managed ta rustle ya up a bunch of stuff I did, ain't you the lucky one." She said as she began to fuss over her haul, organising things before finally turning to address Lisa properly.

"Here... as promised. A proper breakfast." said Jane as she handed Lisa a tin bowl. It was still warm to the touch and it smelled amazing - a mess of eggs, sausage and root vegetables that Lisa attacked eagerly as Jane turned back to continue tinkering. Lisa watched on, scoffing down her food as Jane emptied a bucket of water into several smaller containers, then brought one over just as Lisa finished her meal.

Much to Lisa's surprise, Jane then set about washing her bruised and battered body, wiping her down methodically with a wash cloth. While the water was cold it felt indescribably good to finally be rid of the layer of muck and grime that coated her skin. Not to mention when Jane went to work between Lisa's legs. There was pain there, yes but Lisa gritted her teeth and endured, knowing that to leave her broken womanhood untended for much longer would be to risk infection.

Jane had to constantly hush Lisa as she worked, the grateful cowgirl whispering her thanks repeatedly to the point that Jane eventually snapped. "Quit it now girl, no thanks, just remember what I said. I'll look after ya right, but ya gotta do what I say. Show me respect... no questions asked. Got it?"

Lisa began to respond but held her tongue, instead nodding silently before lowering her head and allowing Jane to finish in peace.

Once she was clean and dry, Lisa was given yet another gift - new clothes. While they were nothing fancy, just a simple knee length skirt and basic blouse, the gesture almost brought a tear to Lisa's eye. She fought the urge to thank Jane, instead keeping quiet as the large woman helped her into the new garments. Lisa remained similarly quiet when the final piece was fitted around her neck, an unexpected accessory that cinched around her tight enough to just be uncomfortable. Jane grinned ominously as she clasped the leather collar shut, staring into Lisa's questioning eyes as if challenging her to protest.

Lisa didn't of course, knowing that this was part of the deal. She knew that all she could offer Jane in return for her kindness was to accept her place at the woman's feet, in turn boosting her status among the other women. Still, despite knowing and accepting this, Lisa couldn't help but feel conflicted when Jane attached a leash to her collar before leading her outside. She wanted to speak up, to question whether such a demeaning display was really necessary but she already knew the answer. Of course it was.

With head lowered in shame Lisa followed closely behind Jane as she led her through the camp, some of of the men they encountered chuckling or mumbling rude remarks as they passed. When the pair arrived back at the women's place where several familiar faces from the night before were already gathered, their voices fell quiet. Jane pushed her way through the small gathering, taking a seat upon an overturned barrel, looking to Lisa with a knowing smirk as the others watched on in a mix of amusement, jealously and awe.

Lisa knew what was expected of her and every fibre of her being screamed out not to do it, but as Jane and all the others stared at her expectantly, she knew she had to do something.