The Doctor had fallen right into Missy's trap. The two had a long history together, old friends who became enemies. And now, The Doctor was hanging from the ceiling, bound and gagged, and completely naked.

The Doctor's head dropped in defeat. She'd been the victim of Missy's tricks once again. The beautiful blonde Time Lady hung from the ceiling, naked and bound. Missy circled her prey like a predator.

"Look at you, Doctor," she said with a wicked smile. "Completely at my mercy. What do you think I'm going to do to you?" Her voice got higher as she mocked the Doctor.

The Doctor glared at her captor. Missy had always been a manipulative bitch, but The Doctor never thought she'd go this far.

Missy circled her, admiring her body. The Doctor was proud of it, and she had every right to be. She was young and curvy, with full breasts and round hips. She had always been fit, even with her regeneration. And her blonde hair hung down to her shoulders, significantly more of a mess than normal now.

Missy reached out and ran her fingers down The Doctor's arm, feeling the soft skin under her fingertips. The Doctor shivered, but she couldn't help the small moan that escaped her lips. Missy smiled and leaned in close, her lips brushing against The Doctor's ear.

"I've always wanted to do this," she whispered. The Doctor's heart rate quickened, and she felt a thrill run through her body. She had always known that Missy was dangerous, but she had never expected this.

Missy stepped back and picked up a whip from the table. The Doctor's eyes widened, and she struggled against her bonds. But it was no use. She was completely at Missy's mercy.

Missy walked over to The Doctor and ran the whip over her skin. The Doctor closed her eyes, bracing herself for the pain. But it never came. Instead, Missy traced the whip over her body, teasing her.

"Open your eyes, Doctor," Missy commanded. The Doctor did as she was told, and she saw that Missy was watching her intently. "You like this, don't you?"

The Doctor didn't answer, but her body betrayed her. She was wet, and she couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips. Missy smiled and leaned in close again, her lips brushing against The Doctor's ear.

"I knew you would," she whispered. "You've always been a dirty little slut, Doctor. And I'm going to make you scream."

Missy stepped back and raised the whip again. Again the blow never came. Instead, Missy traced the whip over her body, teasing her. She ran it over her breasts, her nipples hardening under the leather. She ran it over her stomach, her muscles clenching. And then, she ran it over her pussy, and The Doctor couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips.

Missy stepped back and raised the whip. This time, she didn't hesitate. She brought it down on The Doctor's body, the leather cracking against her skin. The Doctor screamed, her body writhing in pain. But she couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips. She was wet, and she couldn't help the way her body responded to the pain.

Missy continued to whip her, her blows getting harder and harder. The Doctor screamed, her body writhing in pain. But she couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips. She was wet, and she couldn't help the way her body responded to the pain.

Finally, Missy dropped the whip and stepped back. The Doctor hung from the ceiling, her body covered in welts. She was panting, her chest heaving with each breath. She was in pain, but she couldn't help the way her body responded to it. She was wet, and she couldn't help the way her body craved more.

Missy stroked The Doctor, running her fingers over the bound woman's skin. Finally, she reached up and ungagged The Doctor.

She reached down and cupped The Doctor's breast, squeezing it roughly. The Doctor winced in pain but didn't make a sound.

"Is that too hard, girlfriend?" Missy asked, her voice dripping with cruelty.

The Doctor silently glared at her.

Missy chuckled and moved behind The Doctor. She reached around and grabbed the Time Lady's other breast, squeezing it just as roughly.

The Doctor gritted her teeth, trying to keep her composure.

Missy leaned in close, her breath hot on The Doctor's ear. "You know, Doctor, I've always found you attractive. Even when we were friends, I wanted to fuck you."

The Doctor's eyes widened.

Missy continued, "But I knew you were too uptight, too proper. So I had to find another way to get you naked and at my mercy."

She reached down and ran her fingers through The Doctor's wet pussy. The Time Lady gasped and writhed.

"Oh, Doctor, you really are so wet," Missy said, her voice dripping with lust. "You must have been thinking about this too."

The Doctor didn't respond. She was too caught up in the pleasure Missy was giving her.

Missy continued to tease The Doctor, her fingers dancing over her clit and then plunging into her pussy. The Doctor moaned and writhed, trying to get more friction.

"Please, Missy," she begged. "I need more."

Missy chuckled and pulled her fingers out. She brought them to The Doctor's mouth, forcing her to taste her own juices.

"You're such a dirty little slut, Doctor," Missy said, her voice filled with disgust. "I can't believe I ever thought you were my friend."

She reached down and grabbed The Doctor's hips, pulling her closer. She rubbed her pussy against The Doctor's ass, grinding against her.

The Doctor moaned, her mind a haze of pleasure. She didn't care what Missy thought of her. She just wanted to cum.

Missy continued to grind against The Doctor, her fingers finding their way to The Doctor's clit. She rubbed it roughly, sending The Doctor over the edge.

The Doctor screamed as she came, her pussy clenching around nothing. Missy chuckled and pulled away, leaving The Doctor hanging from the ceiling, spent and satisfied.

"I hope you've learned your lesson, Doctor," Missy said, her voice filled with cruelty. "Don't ever cross me again."

The Doctor glared at her, too exhausted to respond. She knew she'd never be able to defeat Missy, but she'd never stop trying.

Missy turned and walked away, leaving The Doctor hanging from the ceiling. The Time Lady closed her eyes, her mind still reeling from the orgasm.

She knew she'd never be able to forget this moment, no matter how hard she tried. Missy had marked her, claimed her. And there was nothing she could do about it.