A slight stir was heard. Soon, an uncomfortable moan followed by an all-out struggle. "What…What? WHAT?!" Grunts and words of frustration left the Doctor's mouth as he began to realize what was going on. "Ma-Master? What…why am I naked? Why, argh, why am I facing down, bound and naked in what feels like a bed? Why is it so damn dark? Where am I?! MASTER!" His arms were already numb from the tightened …rope? At least they aren't chains anymore, he thought. He looked around, going from one cheek to the other to finally rest on his chin. His neck felt sore and it was so dark he couldn't even see on what he was lying on top of, much less where he was. Suddenly, not even a second after he accepted his faith came the familiar laugh that would always send chills up his spine. "Aah so many questions… I should have gagged you as well." He giggled maniacally and walked closer, making sure the Doctor could tell that he stood only a few feet in front of him. Master watched as the man helplessly searched for the source of the voice that taunted him. The Master laughed like the madman he was, "What? Can't see me? But...I'm right in front of you." His voice, as always, came out cocky and full of his usual sarcasm. "Aren't you loving this? HA! Just the company of me…I'm sure you're honored." The last sentence came out almost as a growl as his voice only got closer and closer to the Doctor. The tied up man in front of him struggled more violently as his eyes filled with desperation. The Doctor could feel his predator getting closer and, as the Master always did, it scared him. Now he had to come to terms with the fact that he was completely and utterly vulnerable. There was absolutely nothing he could do but flop like a fish out of water atop of that bed and hope for the best. He thought he felt the ropes getting slightly loose so he tried harder, moving from one side to the other, forcing his shoulders up in an attempt to free his numb arms. "Oh please…" Before he could turn, the Doctor felt a strong hand force his neck down, almost obstructing his airway on the soft linen before turning his head to rest on his right cheek. He felt the Master put his whole weight on his hand before burrowing his fingers in his hair and pulling violently upwards. His neck strained backward and from the strength the Master was using he felt his chest leaving the bed. "Argh! O-ow!" The Doctor hissed between clenched teeth. "And now…we are going to have a little bit of fun." Not being able to see, the Doctor only felt two weights fix themselves one after the other next to his hips and could only guess it was the Master's knees. He felt his hot breath next to his ear, "Say my name." He could feel the arrogance in that whisper tickling his pride. A frustrated moan escaped his lips as he tried releasing himself, moving his head side-to-side. "Say it!" A growl and short after sharp teeth dug themselves into his shoulder blade.
To be continued…
