Over three hours later and they were still on the road. Jack had remained quiet the entire time, but the Doctor could feel him keeping one eye on him through the rearview mirror. The Doctor had long since given up crying. He instead lay there feeling the TARDIS slip away from him mile after mile until she was barely a whisper in his mind. He couldn't tell where he was and the way he was bound without his screwdriver made it impossible for him to escape. Even if he did get out, according to the humans he belonged to the man driving the SUV and they would scan the chip in his neck and return him to the man. He looked up as the SUV came to a stop and Jack got out. He waited and when the door to the back didn't immediately open, he squirmed towards the window looking out.
He was surprised to see that they were at a small store and he could see Jack through the window picking up a few things. Now was the time to try to make his escape. Laying on his stomach, he pulled his legs closer to himself so that they were bent then lift his stomach off of the floor. He managed to get upright on his knees with his back slightly bent to keep his head from hitting the top of the SUV. He walked on his knees over to the seat, pushing himself against it, then using his legs to push himself over. He slid head first over the seat, his legs up in the air. Rocking his body, he fell sideways, hissing in pain as his head slid off the seat hitting the floor behind the drivers seat. He tried to squirm but with his hands still trapped behind his back he couldn't get the leverage to pull himself up. He paused taking a deep breath to calm himself as he tried to think it over. As he did, the front door to the SUV opened.
"What are you doing there?" Jack wondered as he saw the Doctor's bare legs sticking up in the backseat. Jack sat the bad on the driver's seat before going to the back seat. He opened the door and took in the alien, lying at an angle on the backseat. "I asked what are you doing?" The Doctor didn't answer him as he was pulled off of the floor roughly so that he could look at Jack. He narrowed his eyes as he looked into Jack's bright blue ones. "That is a very bad boy. You will remain in the back where I put you," Jack scolded. The Doctor closed his eyes. He felt himself being lifted up and was carried to the back of the SUV once more. Jack closed it, trapping him before he heard the door to the front open. He opened his eyes and watched Jack throw a bag on the passenger seat before the SUV started.
"Now just be good a little while longer we are almost home," Jack told him. The Doctor really wanted to comment that it would never be his home, but instead he kept his mouth shut, making the decision that he was never going to talk to this human. This human may own his body by human standards, but it would never own him or his mind. He would let the human come to trust him, then run away back to the TARDIS. Once there he would send the Shadow Proclamation to deal with the humans taking aliens as slaves. They normally wouldn't interfere with a level five-planet, but the Doctor was sure he could convince them otherwise.
The SUV came to a stop again and Jack picked up the bag along with a second one the Doctor didn't see him place there. He carried them around to the back of the SUV then opened the door. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a key and unlocked one of the shackles around the Doctor's ankles. The Doctor kicked at him with his now free leg.
"Oi, that is one and I haven't even explained punishments to you. Now I am assuming you can walk. Get up out of the SUV and follow me into the house," Jack told him. The Doctor glared at him getting out of the SUV. Rather than follow Jack to the house, though, he tried to run away. Jack dropped the bags chasing after him. He was surprised how fast Jack was as Jack caught up to him and tackled him to the ground. He fought and kicked as Jack picked him up and carried him towards the house.
"Knock it off," Jack snapped at him as they made it to the door. The Doctor fought Jack harder as Jack had to release him with one arm to unlock the door. He managed to get loose again and took off once more. He made it halfway across the yard before Jack brought him down again. He expected to be carried to the house, but Jack sat on the grass and put the Doctor over his lap. With a firm hand on the Doctor's back, he held his legs down. Since he had never owned an alien before and decided to follow the standard rule of punishment that most owners had. Ianto owned three and Jack knew that he tended to spank them before bed. He had witnessed Ianto administering punishment in the middle of the day on several different occasions.
"For the most part you will be punished by spankings. I will administer your punishment every evening before bed for the day for minor offenses. For major offenses, you will be punished at that time as I see fit. You will count ever slap and then thank me afterward for your punishment. Now I am going to spank you and then we are going into the house, is that understood?" Jack wondered. The Doctor refused to answer him, continuing to squirm in his grip. He felt Jack's hand release his legs and then felt as well as heard the slap as Jack's hand connected with his bottom. Jack took no pleasure in the punishment as he continued to spank the Doctor. He had only intended to spank him ten times to begin with but when the Doctor continued to squirm and refusing to count, he kept going. By twenty-two, the man finally went still and Jack spanked him three more times before stopping. They were both breathing hard and Jack leaned the Doctor up so he could look in his eyes. The brown eyes were full of hatred even as tears filled them.
"Let's try this again," Jack told him as he stood up. He grabbed the Doctor's arm with one hand and picked up the bags with the other. He had to practically drag him the entire way, but finally they made it into the house. The Doctor looked around the sparsely furnished living room as Jack closed and locked the door behind them. It was obvious that Jack wasn't home much as the only things he had were a dark blue couch, a tv stand with a telly on it and a bookshelf with only a few books. A laptop lay on the kitchen table in the dining room. "This is where you will be living. You will also show me the proper respect regardless of whether or not I am here. I tend to be at work a lot and once I can trust you, you will have full run of the house while I am gone. I, of course, expect you to take care of the upkeep and cooking. Also normally it will be your job to carry the bags to the kitchen and put the groceries away. I will do that today since I can't free your arms. In the mean time, you will kneel and wait for me so that we can go up to bed once I am finished." He stared at the Doctor waiting for him to kneel. When the Doctor didn't listen, he put a hand to his shoulder pushing him down to his knees. Jack hated the fact that the slave was making him be mean to him. He hoped that once they learned to trust each other he could be easier on him, for now he had no choice but to make him realize that he was in charge. He took the bag of groceries to the kitchen, leaving the other on the table. He put the food away and then returned to find the Doctor trying to unlock the door.
"That's two. Now let's go to bed," Jack told him. He pulled the Doctor away from the door and up the stairs to the bedrooms. He had two rooms in his house, one of which he had set up as an office though he tended to work at the table and the other was his room. It was also simply furnished with just a king size bed and a dresser. Jack pulled one of the blankets off the bed and laid it at the end of the bed. "You will sleep here. Now lay down." Once again they had a fight as Jack forced the Doctor to lay down. Jack wanted a shower so he shackled the Doctor's feet back together. Leaving the room a moment he came back with rope. He tied the rope to the end of the bed and then tied it around the shackles. He then went to the head of the bed and did the same with the handcuffs, making it so the Doctor couldn't escape.
Jack left him alone again as he went to the bathroom and showered. He was wondering if he made a mistake buying the slave after all. It was clear from his actions that he wasn't used to listening to anybody and would be better off in the hands of an experienced trainer. Jack couldn't do that to him, though. He was going to show that alien that he was only trying to help him, even if it killed him. Finishing his shower, he went to the living room and retrieved his laptop before heading to bed. He saw the Doctor laying on the blanket squirming, but he couldn't get free. His eyes went wide upon seeing Jack naked, but Jack ignored him heading to bed.
"Try to get some sleep. Tomorrow we begin your training and I expect that we are going to have a long day and you will have a very sore bottom by the time we are done," Jack informed him. He heard the Doctor huff at him. He climbed under the blankets and propped up the laptop to begin researching the best way to train a stubborn alien like the one he had. "It would really help me to know what to call you. If you don't tell me your name I will have to come up with something to call you. I would rather call you by your preferred name as I know it is hard enough on you being in a new home. It will make it a little easier if you just tell me your name," Jack spoke up again after a little while. He wasn't surprised when he didn't receive an answer. They didn't mention at the auction house if the alien was mute or not. He was going to have to call them and find out in the morning.
He read until his eyes began to feel heavy, closing the laptop he rolled over and turned off the light. Getting comfortable, he closed his eyes. As he drifted off, he heard light snoring coming from the end of the bed as the Doctor's body gave into exhaustion as well.