188. Captivity Meme!

[this_time_i_win]

THE CAPTIVITY MEMEYou've been captured - or maybe you've been held captive for a while now. Whatever the case, you've lost your freedom, and there's a specific person responsible for that. You might be a prisoner, a mental patient, a kidnap victim, or someone's pet. Maybe you're there willingly, or maybe the choice has been taken away from you

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A combo of sorts with 3?

[captoftardis]

[This was a turn in events... the Doctor had been drugged - he didn't know by what - and had been kept hostage somewhere - he no longer remembered where or by whom. But when the door opened, casting light into the blackened room, the last person he expected to see saving him (was he saving him?) was the Master.]

...Koschei...?

D'aww

[captoftardis]

[The doctor opened his mouth not knowing what to say.]

I don't want to go back there. I don't want to remember what happened... but I don't want to kill them.

[He chuckled for a moment.] I just want to run.

With a little 1. He's protecting his Doctor while the Doctor heals!

[ofdrumsthesound]

Always running, my love. *His lips quirk a bit at that.* And like I said, you won't be the one killing them.

Just one moment, alright? I have to make them presentable. *He's back a few minutes later, with the men who hurt his Doctor in tow. They're chained together, in their underwear, with bloody chunks torn out of them.* Want more soup, dear? I'm happy to make you another bowl.

The Doctor never knows what to expect from him, poor guy

[captoftardis]

No, no, no, you didn't!

[The Doctor fell off of where he was sitting, and although he was mostly healed by now, he still was weak and uncoordinated.]

No, get them away. Get them out of the TARDIS!

:D But he means well!

[ofdrumsthesound]

They're going away soon, no fear. *He hently sets the Doctor into the infirmary's bed, then turns to the prisoners and smiles sadistically.* Beg for forgiveness and maybe I'll just toss the lot of you into deep space

[captoftardis]

[He was getting hot, and if possible, felt like he was hyperventilating. He felt along the lines of when he was with Martha on the S.S. Pentallian and when he was burning up in the stasis chamber.]

Stop it... Stop it! Get them away. Get them out of my TARDIS! I said I didn't want to see them.

[He tugged at the collar of his shirt, ripping the top most buttons trying to get cooler and search for air. Clutching his head, he thrashed about.]

Stop it, stop it, Master... Stop...

Feel up to playing the victims, or should I skip?

[ofdrumsthesound]

Alright, don't panic Doctor. *He smiles horribly and drags them into an out-of-the-way room the TARDIS seems to have made just for this. She's almost as angry as the Master is, it seems.*

You hurt my friend. You scared him badly. You're going to pay, oh yes you are. *He licks his lips and grabs the naked one.* You're going to pleasure me. You're going to take it up the arse and then you're going to suck me clean. After that we'll see.

Now, you. Let me help. *He smiles at the first one, who is trying to disobey the order and not getting very far--the spit is quite firmly in his ass, and the upside of the struggle for control is that he's essentially pleasuring himself with it. The Master laughs at this, then gives it a nice strong shove that makes the man scream.* There, almost through . . . got it.

*Once the first man is set to cooking he checks up on the Doctor.* Are you alright? You were having a bit of a panic attack. Don't worry, though, you'll never see those bastards again.

Go ahead and skip. We can use our imagination

[captoftardis]

[The Doctor was sprawled out on the infirmary bed, staring up at the ceiling when he heard the Master finally return. Without moving his head, his eyes glanced over to him with mixed emotions.]

You saved me, yet you go and disregard anything I say...

This'll be afterwards, then

[ofdrumsthesound]

Sorry, Doctor. *He smiles slightly* I was in a bit of a rage, but I'm calmer now. Promise.

Calm and well-fed, mmm . . . satisfied lower down, as well, but lets not get into that.

[captoftardis]

I didn't want them to die...I just wanted to heal, move on... run and forget about it - tell the TARDIS to never go near this location.

[He swallowed to try and keep himself calm, as his panic didn't feel gone quite yet.] Of all the people in the universe, I didn't expect you to be the one to save me... and I just wanted... Well, I don't know what I wanted. Hell, I don't even know what I'm saying.

[ofdrumsthesound]

You're panicking, Doctor. *He smiles and sits down next to his old friend. His teeth are slightly bloody.* You're also badly in need of a bath and a shave, but that can wait.

Now then, are you sure you don't want any more soup? It's good stuff, sort of like revenge . . .

[captoftardis]

I don't believe in revenge. [And yet he had his own moments of being a hypocrite and vindictive, but he was trying to change that, which started when he decided to watch over the Master and his feeble attempt at healing him. Oh, how the tables always seem to turn.

He felt disgusting, but imagined he wasn't much worse than the Master who smelled of blood and semen. Yet that strangely didn't stop him from resting his head on his thigh.] I just want to forget...

[ofdrumsthesound]

You can, now. They're gone for good. *His stomach makes a satisfied kind of noise, and he chuckles.* Ooh, that feels nice . . . I'll be starving again before long, but five in one meal was enough to make the hunger ease a bit.

[captoftardis]

[A wave of nausea churned in his stomach.] Please don't talk about it... I don't want to think about your hunger.

[ofdrumsthesound]

Alright, that's understandable.

Is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable, Theta? Anything at all?

[captoftardis]

[And at that, he actually smiled.] Tell my racing thoughts to stop? I don't know where to begin... Maybe just... let me stay here.