The Doctor knelt shivering inside the cage. He had been told horror stories, ever since he was a child, about how it was dangerous to go to Earth. How any alien who had even gone to Earth, had been dissected or if they looked human, sold into slavery never to be seen again. The Doctor hadn't believed the stories, of course, why would he. He had always compared them to stories of the boogeyman. They were told to keep children in line and to keep young Time Lords from traveling the universe. Gallifrey was safe and as long as they stayed on Gallifrey they would be too. That wasn't true as the Time War took his home planet from him, still he hadn't dared to set foot on Earth, until now.

He had been cautious as he carefully secured his TARDIS away, locking her tightly. Yet as soon as he had stepped out into the streets, he had been detected. Hands grabbed him roughly, pulling his arms behind his back and forcing him to the ground. A man came up holding a scanner that was well beyond Earth Technology. The blue light ran over him.

"Two hearts, the alien species is unknown, though," The man confirmed looking at the screen. "What is your name and species?" The Doctor gritted his teeth refusing to answer. The man leaned down grabbing his head and wrenching it to the side. The Doctor couldn't help the yelp of pain that escaped his lips as the man scanned his neck. "No chip either. That's alright we will take care of that soon enough. Get him to processing."

"Let me go," The Doctor hissed finally as he fought the men picking him up. He managed to get an arm loose, hitting the man holding him. The last thing he remembered was a fist hitting him squarely in the jaw before his world went black. He woke up once after that, inside the cage inside a moving vehicle. He had been stripped of his coat and was wearing just his trousers. That had been hours ago. The car had already made it to its destination and he had been carried out inside the cage and placed in a room with others. He couldn't help but notice that most of them were attached naked to poles by leashes. They all seemed at ease with the situation and one or two were even napping. There were two others in cages like him, yet they too had collars and didn't seem worried.

"This one was found on the streets of London, he has no chip and is refusing to speak. The boss wants him processed as soon as possible so that we can put him in the auction tomorrow," One of the young men who caught him spoke up. The Doctor glared up at him to see him standing next to a man wearing a long white coat and holding a clipboard.

"It says here you were unable to identify his species. Two hearts is uncommon but are you sure he isn't a Dyzemra, he has all the correct features," He wondered.

"You tell me," the young man spat. "That's what we pay you for." The man in the coat knelt down and opened the cage. Almost immediately the Doctor tried to leap out at him and knock him away. The young man was ready for him and he found himself flat on the ground. He fought as the man forced his arms behind his back, cuffing them together.

"Fiesty one. I feel sorry for whoever buys him. They are going to have their hands full. Now let's get him up on the table so I can examine him." The Doctor continued to fight as he was lifted off of the ground and carried to a low metal table. He was laid facing down on it.

"Don't you dare," He yelled as the young man picked up a leather collar. With his hands behind his back, he was unable to get away as the collar was put around his neck. The man then attached a short leash to it, forcing his head against the table. His trousers were pulled off of him, leaving him naked and feeling exposed.

"My name is Doctor Alex Kass. What is your name?" Alex questioned. The Doctor glared up at him as he continued to fight. He didn't answer Alex as the less they knew about him the better. For the first time in his long life he wished he had listened to the Gallifreyan elders and stayed away from Earth. He heard the sound of gloves snapping and then Alex placed his hand on his bottom separating his cheeks. He tried to roll away, but the young man grabbed his legs holding them down. He cried out as something long and thin was forced into his body. Turning his head as much as he could, he saw a thermometer sticking out of his bottom. Alex held it in place, not allowing him to dispel it early. Relief filled him as after three minutes it was removed. "16.2 celsius. He has to be a Dyzemra."

"I will list him as one for the sale. How come the scanners couldn't tell?" The young man questioned.

"I don't know, but he fits all the characteristics. He might be an illegal crossbreed since he isn't chipped," Alex commented as he pushed his finger this time against the Doctor's bottom. The Doctor bit his tongue as the man's finger slipped into his body. Alex paused. "He is a virgin as well."

"Are you sure?" The young man asked sounding excited.

"Most definitely," Alex confirmed removing his finger. He wiped the gel away and then forced the Doctor on his side. The Doctor tried to fight the man as he examined him. It didn't matter what he did though as he was poked and prodded. His ears, eyes, mouth, hearts, and lungs were all checked as well before he was pronounced in good health. The young man left the collar and handcuffs on him as he was forced back into the cage. The next man was taken out of his and the Doctor watched the same test being performed. Yet when the man was brought back he was only chained to a pole.

Hours passed before they were all finally alone in the room. Several of the men had been taken to another room to await a future auction while he was left with the others who would be sold tomorrow. He trembled in fear as he tried desperately to find a way out.

"You might as well get some sleep. It might be the last time you are allowed to sleep for awhile," A slave nearby informed him as he settled down.

"I don't need to sleep. I am going to find a way out of here," The Doctor responded. The slave shrugged closing his eyes.

"Good luck," he responded with a yawn. Try as he might, though, the Doctor couldn't find an escape. Morning came and they were all taken from the room and moved to a larger room. He was taken out of his cage and a set of shackles was placed on his legs to keep him from being able to run. He lay their miserable as men in dress suits wandered the room looking at the slaves for auction. He was tired, but he didn't dare close his eyes as he watched them all wearily.

"A virgin, huh?" A man with an American accent asked. He wasn't dressed like the others. Instead, he was wearing a pair of gray pants with a long gray coat over his white dress shirt. He glanced at the Doctor before turning to look at his information. He smiled and snorted as he read the species. There was no way this man was a Dyzemra, he was too tall and had brown eyes not the standard golden of the species. Jack couldn't help but notice the fight in his eyes as well. He had come to the auction with Ianto to help Ianto pick out a gift for his sister's wedding anniversary. He himself had never owned a slave, nor did he ever plan to. Looking in the slave's eyes, though, he couldn't leave him. Someone else would take great pleasure in buying him and breaking his spirit and Jack realized that he couldn't let that happen. This one wasn't like the rest of the ones in the room and for the first time he found himself placing a bid. He knew that being a virgin this one wouldn't be cheap. He didn't care, though, as he had to have him.

"What do you think Ianto?" Jack asked as a young man came over to him.

"I think he is a little out of my price range," Ianto commented. Jack laughed. He took Ianto's hand moving on. Others came over to stare at the Doctor and a few other's made a bid. As evening fell, the Doctor watched as the new owners came to collect their slaves. He watched growing more and more terrified as they were forced to crawl out of the room on their hand and knees. Some receiving, swats on their backs or bottom from a thin rod when then didn't listen. He looked up as footsteps approached and the man with the American accent came back to him. He had Alex with him.

"He is a lively one so you need to be careful. I have manuals and classes you can take if you need help with his training," Alex was telling him. The Doctor cried out as Alex grabbed his head forcing it to the side.

"Easy," Jack hissed.

"I have to place the chip," Alex told him as the Doctor felt the sharp pinprick of a needle enter his shoulder by his neck. The needle was removed and the Doctor glared at him. Alex shook Jack's hand then walked away. Jack knelt down in front of the Doctor.

"My name is Captain Jack Harkness. What is your name?" Jack wondered as he gently caressed the side of the Doctor's head. The Doctor ignored him as he laid his head back on the table. "I know it is has been a long day, I'm tired too. Let's get you home and get you settled." Jack didn't unbind him expect to unhook the leash. He was carried out to an SUV and laid in the back of it. Jack went around to the front and soon they were on their way. With each mile he could feel the TARDIS less and less and soon his was weeping quietly as he wondered if he would ever be free again.