Author's Notes: It's surely basically canon that Twelve and Clara were having kinky bondage sex every night. This is the first in a series I've written of Twelve/Clara encounters. I've going to upload the first two pieces now then drip-feed you the rest over time. But let's just say if, like me, Twelve dominating Clara is what you're here for then you're in for a treat.
The Doctor found Clara in his Tardis bedroom, bent over the bed with her hands and legs bound with leather straps. Her slim body was completely nude, except for the leather collar around her neck. She looked like a captive ready for punishment. The Doctor liked that.
"Clara, you know what happens to bad girls who wander around the Tardis without permission," The Doctor said as he approached her.
"They get spanked by a handsome Time Lord," Clara replied, her voice filled with excitement.
The Doctor smirked and ran his hand over Clara's ass, feeling the soft skin beneath his fingers. He then raised his hand and brought it down hard on her ass, leaving a red mark on her skin. Clara let out a moan of pleasure.
"Again," Clara demanded, her voice filled with desire.
The Doctor obliged, spanking her again and again, leaving her ass red and sore. Clara's moans filled the room, her body writhing in pleasure with each spank.
"You like that, don't you, my Clara?" The Doctor asked, his voice filled with dominance.
"Yes, Doctor. I love it," Clara replied, her voice filled with lust.
There was a pause where he disappeared from sight. When he reappeared her eyes widened. He was holding a riding crop in his hand, and Clara could see the anticipation in his eyes. She knew what was coming next.
The Doctor raised the riding crop and brought it down on Clara's ass with a loud crack. Clara gasped as the pain spread through her body. She could feel her pussy getting wet. She liked the pain. She liked the way it made her feel.
The Doctor continued to spank her, alternating between her ass and her thighs. Clara could feel her body getting hotter and hotter. She could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm.
"Please, Doctor," Clara begged.
The Doctor then untied Clara's legs and spread them apart, exposing her wet pussy. He ran his fingers over her pussy lips, feeling the wetness and warmth. Clara moaned louder, her body shaking with pleasure.
"You're so wet, Clara. You want more, don't you?" The Doctor asked, his voice filled with desire.
"Yes, Doctor. Please," Clara replied, her voice filled with need.
The Doctor then entered Clara's pussy with his fingers, moving them in and out of her wetness. Clara's moans grew louder, her body shaking with pleasure. The Doctor then increased his pace, fingering her harder and faster. Clara's moans turned into screams of pleasure, her body shaking with orgasm.
The Doctor then pulled out his fingers and tasted Clara's wetness, savoring the taste of her juices. Clara watched him, her body still shaking with pleasure.
"You taste so good, Clara," The Doctor said, his voice filled with desire.
"I want you inside me, Doctor," Clara whispered in his ear, her voice filled with desire.
The Doctor growled with lust then entered Clara's pussy, moving in and out of her wetness. Clara's moans filled the room, her body shaking with pleasure. The Doctor then increased his pace, fucking her harder and faster. Clara's moans turned into screams of pleasure, her body shaking with orgasm.
The Doctor then pulled out and came all over Clara's rear end, leaving her covered in his juices. Clara watched him, her body still shaking with pleasure.
Clara slumped forwards, exhausted but satisfied. She grinned, thanking him for the best orgasm of her life.
The Doctor then looked at Clara, a smirk on his face. "You're welcome, Clara," he said. "But we're not done yet."
Clara's eyes widened as she realized that The Doctor was going to keep her in bondage for the rest of the night. She couldn't wait.