"So what about if I do this...?"
"Mmm..!"
"But when I do that..."
"No! Noooo!"
"Thought so. So what about if I did this...?"
"Ahhh!"
"Never tried that before."
"Do it again!"
"Yes madam!"
He disappeared between her thighs again, his tongue taking broad swipes over her clit before plunging deeper to join his magnificently huge and strong fingers arched inside her and currently trying out all sorts of new ideas he had come up with while he had been tied up on the last planet they visited. Without a word of explanation he had dragged Rose down to his room without so much as a 'i'm glad we're not dead' hug.
"Oh fuck!"
"Yeah, that's an old favourite."
"Doctor...?!"
"See now what if I add this one..."
"Doctor!"
"And twist..."
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
Rose pulled so hard at the scarves around her wrists she feared she was going to bring the whole bloody bed down on top of her. Oh God, but when he did THAT. He had that mad glint in his eye that she just knew meant he was going to torture her. Drive her to within an inch of her sanity. And boy was he doing a good job. He had her strip and kneel, on all fours, in the middle of his bed. He walked around, observing her from all angles before quite unexpectedly grabbing his hair brush from the cabinet and spanking her hard across her arse. She yelped but stayed resolutely on all fours, starring at the pillows and chewing through her lip. He repeated it several times before loosing the hair brush and choosing the more tactile approach and using his hand.
"Sure you don't want me to stop?" He had a grin that would put the devil to shame.
"You dare!"
"Ok, if you're sure."
"Fuck me!"
"What's the magic word?"
"NOW!"
The last slap had left her tingling and she felt him climb on to the bed behind her. Still fully clothed he rested his hips against her arse and began trailing his hands across her back, her shoulders, down her spine until they came under her body and found her dripping pussy. One finger, just one, circled her clit while the other hand went unseen and more importantly, unfelt.
"You know, I should probably go and move the Tardis, I think we're still outside that castle, probably got hundreds of evil minions trying to break in as we speak..."
"If you leave..." Rose gasped unable to finish the threat.
"If I leave...?"
"I'll...oh!"
"You'll...?"
"Oh please, there, there!"
When he pulled away she groaned but before she was able to turn her head he was back, naked and hard and right...there. She felt weak all over as he pushed inside her, slowly, so slowly she could count the inches. Pulling out with the same steady gate until he left her body with a 'pop'. He had commanded that she turn over and she did so, spreading her legs wide and beckoning him closer. He repeated his cruelly unwavering pace, once, twice, and then pushing in so hard Rose had to remember where she began and he stopped. He had fucked her relentlessly, no pause for breath until she had cum screeching like a banshee, her whole body rocking so hard he briefly wondered if she was having some kind of fit.
"There?"
"Yes!"
"Here?"
"YES!"
"And again?"
"YES YES YES...NOOOOOOOO you bastard!!"
It was then, in her limp, post-orgasmic state that he had tied her up. "I wanna experiment" he had said as in explanation and thus the evening had become decidedly more...frustrating for little miss Rose Tyler.