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I am SO sorry for being so late with the updating I had major writers block and I'm not even sure I've fully gotten over it I just really had to get this posted.

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CHAPTER 4

OBEDIENCE

Jack had gotten no sleep; panic was washing though him every second that he was alone. His ear was firmly planted on the thick cell door; he could hear nothing through it but kept convincing himself he needed to listen. That eventually he would hear something to reassure him on his lover's safety. But there was nothing, seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned to hours of deafening silence. Jack's heart beat thundered around the tiny room.

It seemed like forever before any real sound was heard. Jack however wished he hadn't heard it. Heavy footfalls erupted from just behind the door, Jack did his best to scramble back before the door opened but only managed to scramble back a few feet before he collided with the solid wall behind him. A small grunt of pain escaped his lips, and then he silenced himself so he could listen to the happenings just behind the door.

Two people were talking; he recognized one voice, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand to attention and his blood freeze within his veins. But the other was a mystery to him, he could tell that they were raising their voices, but he could hear no anger in their tone. Did they want him to hear? Jack was dumbfounded, in the blackness of the cell he furrowed his brows and pulled his bare legs up to his trembling chest.

After was seemed like hours of listening to the heated discussion the silence was back, but only for a few seconds then the sound of metal against metal echoed. The sound of keys in the lock, soon followed by a small gap of light filtering through the darkness and the concrete door was slowly pushed open. A shadow emerged Jack couldn't help but flinch at the unwanted presence in his sanctuary (however small it may be)

"Hello, how's my little freak doing this fine Monday morning?" The Master taunted as he side stepped into the small cell, barely big enough to fit both men inside. There was a minutes silence before The Master gave a loud sigh and crouched down beside his captive. "Why are you not talking to me?" He whispered leaning into Jack so his hot breath ghosted over the icy flesh, goose bumps rising where the warm air tackled the cool skin.

"I'm fine" Jack muttered, purposely ignoring the second question as he tried as hard as he could not to look at the man leaning over him possessively. "What's the matter?" The Master asked coolly, stroking a tentative hand down Jack's cheek and tracing the line of his jaw bone with the backs of his fingers. He waited exactly 30 seconds, then when Jack had still not replied he wrapped his hand around Jack's chin and forced his handsome face closer to his own with a bone crunching grip.

"I asked you a question… are you going to answer me willingly or am I going to have to force it out of you?" He asked, not trying to hide the anger in his voice as he gritted his teeth together. "Nothing…" Jack grunted through the pain, struggling to move his jaw around the Masters Death grip. "…Is the matter" Jack tried to pull his face free but only resulted in the Master gripping harder.

"I think you're lying to me" The dominant murmured against his prisoner's ear. Before he had the chance to finish his threat Jack interrupted him "You smell like blood" his rough voice matched the look of anger printed on his masculine features. "Who's is it?" Jack snapped, lowering his gaze, wondering if he really wanted to know who had lost so much blood.

"Just some annoying human" The Master replied without thinking and a wild look of panic exploded across Jack's face. He began to struggle in the Master's grasp, allowing small whimpers to escape his throat, the Master released his and Jack scrambled to the other end of the cell, he was still within arms distance but his back was against the door before he had a chance to run. He hadn't seen the door close, or heard it, but it was locked now. Meaning he was locked, alone in a small room with a psychotic maniac.

"No, not your human, another one Ianto is fine… so to speak" The Master winked, Jack knew that at least Ianto was alive, but in what state he didn't know. He tried to push all thoughts of Ianto's wounded body out of his mind so he could focus more on why the Master was staring at his with an unnerving glint in his eyes.

There was a long silence between them, the Master continuing to glare at Jack with a hint of a smirk on his devilish face. "Come with me" he suddenly beamed, jumping to his feet and taking one small step to stand directly above Jack, holding his hand out for Jack to take so he could help heave the man to his immortal feet. With great caution Jack took the unwelcoming hand, still covered in some innocent's blood.

With little effort Jack was standing, wiping the dried blood off his hand onto the pair of white boxers he had been given to wear. And that was all he had been given to wear. The Master banged twice on the large concrete door and in seconds it was opening, revealing a blinding light. Jack was without his vision for a few seconds as the Master hauled him out of the tiny room by the shoulders.

Wincing in the light Jack stumbled out of his cell, stretching his cramping legs as he went. "Where are we going?" Jack mumbles as he was dragged through corridor after corridor of blindingly bright white lights, his bare feet catching on the tiled floor, making him trip every once and a while. But the Master's hands were always there to catch him before he fell to the floor.

Finally regaining his sight Jack could see the floor was tiled back and the walls painted white, there was no furniture in the hall ways, just never ending corridors. "I'm taking you to my office" The Master chuckled slightly to himself, wrapping a sturdy arm around Jack's exposed waist. Jack flinched at the contact but said nothing.

Many Corridors Later

"Are we there yet?" Jack complained, the blisters on his feet becoming agonizing as he was half dragged half pushed down a smaller corridor. "Almost" The Master snapped, infuriated by Jack's whining but he refused to unleash his anger just yet, he had plans. When they reached a grand oak door the Master's grip on Jack tightened just for a moment, clearly indicating for Jack to stop. So he did and he watched carefully as the Master pulled out a set of keys, choosing the largest golden key before placing it on the lock and turning it once.

Through the grand door was an office. The Master regained his grip on Jack and led him silently inside. Pushing Jack ahead of himself the Master pressed his back against the door, closing it with an audible click before strolling carelessly to his desk, leaving Jack standing in the middle of the room with a shocked expression plastered on his face.

Jack was silent for a long moment, staring blankly around the vast room with an unfocused gaze. The Master used Jack's distraction to his advantage; slipping a large hand into the top left hand draw of his desk he removed a small piece of leather and a chain. Moving almost soundlessly across the room to where his prey stood, unsuspecting, he weaved his way behind the younger man.

With deadly precision and accuracy the Master wound his nimble hands round Jack's throat and tightened the black leather collar around him. Before Jack had the chance to take in what was happening to him he was hauled onto the ground as the Master attached the chain as a leach.

"Stay!" The Master barked as Jack made a futile attempt of lifting his body up into a sitting position only to have his superior jab his foot in Jack's rib cage. Jack nodded mutely, taking in deep painful breaths of air to try and calm his frantic heart.

He mentally went through what had happened, being very careful not to move as the Master hovered dangerously above him.

He took me personally into his office

We are alone

He left, when we returned there was something on my neck

A collar

Judging by the pulling on my collar I guess there's a lead there too

He has Ianto and the Doctor…

Coming to a conclusion Jack remained motionless until the Master would give him a command. He would follow this order, deciding he had no choice if he wanted those he loved to remain safe. The silence lingered, the Master looming over him with a dark smirk on his face, drooling satisfaction.

"Up!" He commanded lightly, tugging softly on the leach restraining his prisoner. "Come sit by me" he continued as Jack scrambled to his feet and wobbled behind the Master following him to his desk. Once the elder of the two was seated in a large office chair, the younger placed himself neatly on the floor beside him with his strong legs folded.

"Good Boy" The Master cooed ruffling Jack's hair with his left hand. There was that silence again. The Master didn't speak, therefore neither did Jack so the only sound passing between them was the constant tapping of keys as the Master worked on something no doubt of high importance.

"Don't suppose you could do me a favor could you?" The Master asked the rhetorical question like it was necessary, Jack had no choice but to nod in fear for his lovers should he disobey. "Go down the hall to the kitchen and make me a coffee, no milk and two sugars please and no pit stops on your way there or back understood?"

Jack remained still for a moment then when the Master cast a warning glare at him he indicated that he was still attached to the Master via the leach. With almost gentle hands the Master unclipped him and practically shooed him from the room ordering that Jack close the door behind him. With quick steps Jack obeyed the order and returned in no more than 10 minutes after him departure.

He handed the Master the cup then when the older man made no move to reattach him Jack shuffled over to a chair on the far side of the room before he was called back to the Master's side and the leach was placed firmly back in place.

They sat in contempt silence for a long while before the Master broke the silence. "Can you wash that up for me please? And while you're there grab some of the rich tea's in the cupboard" The Master sounded truly enthusiastic about the promise of biscuits. Not that Jack could say no to the soft command. He was touched that the Master had bothered to say 'please' even knowing that Jack was unable to disobey.

With practiced movements the Master undid the leach and allowed Jack to leave the room. Once again Jack did exactly as he was told with no exceptions. Only this time Jack sat obediently at his Master's side and showed no resistance as the Master re-clipped him to the leach that was now tied to the chair.

The day passed quickly for Jack, the Master continued to give him minor commands making it easier and easier for Jack to obey without letting his pride get in the way. He wondered if that was why the Master was giving him such small responsibilities, and Jack guessed that every time Jack left the room the Master was watching him on the CCTV.

As the sun began to set Jack's eyes were like lead and his head rested, regrettably on the Masters thigh after he discovered that he leach was too short for him to lay down on the carpeted floor and that they would be sitting there for another hour at least.

The Master began to slowly run his fingers through Jack's hair, almost suggestively. But only almost he wasn't going to spoil his plan before he had had any fun.