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Your eyes slowly opened, allowing the hazy world to overtake you once more.
The walls were pure white, undecorated and cold and there was a strong scent of pungent chemicals lingering in the air. Just where on earth was this place?
And then you heard his laugh, his arrogant laugh festering with evil desires that made you shiver, and also helped you realised that you was currently bound to a chair like some kind of criminal in the movies.
"Hello, traveller," Dottore's voice rang through your ears as he stepped towards you, looking down at you like you're as worthless as gum beneath his shoe. You could faintly see the outline of his pompous smirk, throughly entertained by your predicament.
"Where am I?" You croaked, your voice hoarse as if you hadn't spoken in a long time.
"Where are you? Haven't you guessed already? Come on Traveller, use that pretty little brain of yours," He playfully reached his knuckle out to tap your forehead, causing you to involuntarily wince. "You surely remember some things right? I didn't give you that a high of a dose."
A dose? Your brain ran a million miles, fast as lightning, trying to think of something that could explain everything and anything, yet nothing could come to mind. You assume he saw the puzzled expression upon your face as he let out a sly chuckle, adjusting his mask with his hand.
"You were trying to save Columbina, does that ring any bells?" He whispers tauntingly.
That was the switch in your head. It was slowly becoming more visible, you remembered trying to send Columbina back to her home, the beautiful moon, only to be captured by Dottore whilst trying to save her.
"Where's Columbina?!" You asked nervously, tensing and writhing in the bound chair.
"Dont fret now, my dear. I ultimately decided that you would be a far better sport than that pretentious mood goddess," Dottore calmly replied. "Besides, I think you secretly enjoy being in my hands, don't you? You may be trying to escape now, but I can assure you, you'll soon be begging to stay by my side."
"Never! I wouldn't ever-"
Before you could finish, he gently slid his ice cold hand under your chin, tilting it up ever so slightly so he could firmly grasp the soft skin of your neck, yet there was a touch of care and gentleness regardless. His sudden, bold actions left you speechless, your mind completely blank.
"Sit still for me, Traveller, be good for me..." He whispered sweetly in a melody-like tone as he gently reached for a syringe on the sterile table beside him. Without even looking, he flicked it with his free hand and gently placed the needle against your neck, before quickly injecting the clear liquid into your veins. The initial feeling stung, causing your wide eyes to water, but quickly it felt weirdly soothing and nice, like dancing on a summer's pure fluffy cloud.
Cautiously, he pulled away and simply observed with a calculating gaze, noting every twitch your muscles made and every breath you took. Honestly, being watched so carefully made your heart beat faster in your chest.
Perhaps it wasn't just that though.
Like a knife to your gut, you felt the intense burning desire stab you, causing a choked gasp. Your mind became clouded with the most filthy, disgusting fantasies, causing your thighs to clench and desperately try to find friction. Dottore simply did what he did best and chuckled at your reaction.
"How do you feel Traveller?"
"What- ah- what did you do?" You try to ask but your voice sounds like a needy, breathless whine.
"Remember, I can be the one to soothe your indelicate desires. Do you really still want to argue with me or will you be a good little experiment for me?"
"F-Fuck you...." You grumble through gritted teeth.
"Tsk, not good enough, sweet thing. Listen to me, and I can help you. How about we join forces, you could be my darling little experiment for eternity...and as a result I will forever meet your every wish. I could treat you far better than any other friend of yours could, and besides...I could help you reach all your silliest of dreams. Wouldn't it be nice to have a supporter for everything you accomplish and achieve, instead of drowning in the loneliness of people who want to use you for their benefit?" He continued to taunt.
Your breaths became more laboured, and small moans and whines already escaped your mouth. Whatever he had given you was definitely powerful, it made you want to plead and beg for release.
"You're like a star, Traveller. You coruscate your beautiful rays of light everywhere, its so blinding. Oh, but I can promise you that once I'm done with you, you'll be shining far brighter than humanly possible, far more than your adorable little mind can comprehend," He cups your voice and murmurs lowly into your ears, the deep, velvety tones of his voice ringing through your ears like the best piece of music. His words, his smirk, your desires; it was a recipe for a horrendous disaster yet you could no longer differentiate the morality of this whole twisted scenario.
"Okay," You whimper pathetically. "Okay, I agree with you, just can you please help me?"
His expression, though half hidden behind a mask, seemed to be full of intense pride and joy. His thumb gently stroked your face lovingly, "Really? You have no idea how happy that makes me. Do you still feel aroused, Traveller? Too much for you?"
You nod fucking desperately, not even caring how you appear, all you wanted was to be filled up all nicely. Almost as if he could read your mind, his hand moved to grip your thigh, gently separating one from the other as he knelt between them. He hitched your skirt upwards and hooked his finger on your soaked underwear to previously tear it off. The feeling of air finally hitting that area made you whimper in satisfaction and desire.
He took a moment to seductively peel off his gloves with his teeth, revealing his eccentric bare hands, which were pale, adorned with an abundance of scars yet extremely veiny and girthy, they looked so good you could have just sank your teeth straight into them. Then, dragging you out of your head, you felt two finger penetrate that area, curling and scissoring again and again. You moaned, your head flying backwards in delight as you let him stretch out the tight muscle.
"Who knew you were so excited for this? Pathetically wet just from some aphrodisiacs, how utterly foolish of you. But don't you worry, I'll soothe this ache for you, my sweet experiment," He carried on moving his fingers.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you Dottore," Your voice trembled with each, grateful gasp.
"Mhhmm...that's it, keep praising me."
After what felt like a while, he removed his fingers, leaving you feeling empty. Quickly, he sucked the juices off his fingers and untied you from the chair. Without even thinking, you tried to stand up but your legs were so shaky, they practically felt like jelly, and you couldn't hold yourself up for very long.
"Unable to stand already? I haven't even fucked you yet, do I really arouse you that much?"
"No, its the-"
"Hah...dont lie to me, I will leave you to suffer alone," He picked you up by your waist like you weighed nothing and sat you upon the table. Your legs eagerly wrapped around his waist, your heels digging into his back, wanting him to penetrate your insides as soon as possible.
"Please Dottore, please, Im sorry," You beg, your words slurring together.
Swiftly, he undid his belt and revealed his already hardened member, a small gasp escaping him as his hand wrapped around it and pumped it a few times. It looked painfully sensitive, mirroring your own quivering insides. Roughly, he moved it towards your gaping entrance and tried to thrust it in, the first few times he missed but finally it penetrated deep. Your moans were as loud as a scream, your fingers clawed at his back like you couldn't get enough of him. One of his hands reached the back of you head, threading through your hair, whilst the other gripped the table as he started to lazily thrust into you.
"Youre still so tight, Traveller, God, eagerly sucking me in..." He breathed unevenly.
"More, please, please, faster, please-!"
"I won't last long if i give it my all now," He reminded you, his movements still tantaslingly slow. "I want to savour this, its been a while since I had a sport so willing to participate with me."
Your greedy hips grinded against him, moving all on their own, hoping to make you see a whole shining galaxy as soon as possible. A snarl teared through his throat at your wild, frantic actions.
"You- You- You promised you'd give me everything, you promised if i agreed with you, so please Dottore, fuck me like you mean it!" You whined, your fingers gripping his shirt harder.
"Mhhmm...I suppose I did...how clever of you, my sweet. Alright, but only if you really do swear to stay by my side forever. No more chasing after that fucking moon goddess and her minions, okay? You promise me?" He grabs your face with one hand, forcing eye contact. Your eyes were half lidded with intense desire, yet you managed to nod and blabber "yes!" a whole bunch of times, which seemed to satisfy him enough.
Both of his hands gripped your hips, pulling himself out nearly all the way, then slamming forcefully back into you with a grunt. The sound of skin slapping was obscene and vile, the scent of sex filled the air as your groans and moans harmonised. Now, his penetrations were dangerously fast and crazy, like a beast taken off it's leash. Perhaps in this moment, you really began to love this sick, twisted man.
His thumb rubbed the sweet bundle of nerves between your legs, making you moan far much louder.
"Come on, baby girl... finish with me deep inside your fucking pussy..." He groaned as his movements became more sluggish, his stamina wearing thin.
Then, at the same time, you both reached the flavourful peak. You clenched tightly around his twitching, squirming cock, which released ropes and ropes of thick, warm seed into you. You both gasped for air, you felt completely yet perfectly overwhelmed however he managed to gain some sense back, one of his hands grabbing your shaking leg to gently press bruising kisses along it.
"You was truly amazing...Just like at everything you do, Traveller," He chuckled breathlessly against your leg.
Then, he slowly, agonisingly began to pull out of you. Now the heat of thr moment was over, you felt a strong tense of guilt and disgust; had you really just let the Doctor fuck you full of his sperm? And worse; without protection?
His fingers carefully pushed any leaking mess back into you, then roughly tilted your hips to make sure it stays inside longer.
"D-Dottore- dont- I- I-"
"Dont speak, pet. Catch your breath, let me take care of this. I dont really care for whatever arguments you have for me anyway, best to keep them swallowed down."
Your mind was far too clouded to reason with him so you obeyed like a loyal puppy, keeping quiet as he toyed with your hips for a few moments. Then he finally let go, helping you off the table, his hands never leaving your waist as he sat back on his chair, dragging you on his lap with your back against his chest. His head lowered down to rest upon you shoulder.
"Thank you, Traveller..." He whispered.
Being praised felt nice however...now you realised you had signed your life away to this man.
It was only going to get worse from here.