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Martha bit her lip in anticipation as Tom ordered the Doctor to kneel at his feet. He was surprised that Martha had brought him home with her, and even more so that he had agreed to allow himself to be submissive. When the Doctor was asked about his sudden submissive air, he had replied, "sometimes, you have to let go and let other people take control of you for a little while." He had allowed Martha to remove his clothes and smiled as Martha had removed hers in a slow striptease. He eagerly devoured Martha's naked body with his eyes and his fingers itched to get a hold of the soft skin that he had been dreaming about for a long time. Ever since they were trapped together in Lazarus' machine, in fact
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Jenny/Mickey - Daleks made us do it.
anonymous
May 28 2008, 21:23:28 UTC
(Sorry it’s this short.)
"WE ARE SICK OF PLAY-ING WITH OUR SINK PLUN-GERS! WE WANT TO WATCH HU-MANS OR HU-MAN-OIDS GET-TING IT ON!"
Pretty Time Lady Jenny and her super, super hot companion Mickey Smith were on their first adventure together when they encountered the Cult of Secks, a secret (and very horny) order of Daleks which had survived the Time War.
"SHAG OR YOU WILL BE EX-TER-MI-NA-TED!" their cry sounded as they approached the duo.
And so Mickey found out that Jenny does not only have two hearts, but two breasts as well.
warning: also very non-con and some electro stuff
anonymous
May 29 2008, 10:05:04 UTC
"I don't understand," Peri said, trying to keep the whine out of her voice. "If you want to control me, why not just hypnotise me, or do that thing you do with the brain chemicals?"
She was stood stark naked in a bare chamber, seemingly made of stone, deep in the Rani's TARDIS. Her hands were folded behind her back, her feet planted on the floor a precise distance apart from each other, her head held perfectly straight. She didn't want to be standing like this, but if she deviated in the slightest from the prescribed posture she would be punished, electric shocks radiating out from the metal disc attached to the back of her neck. Her nipples were hardened nubs. She tried to tell herself that was because of the cold.
"Oh, you are foolish, girl," the Rani said from somewhere behind her. "Hypnosis really isn't my style. And tampering with your neurochemistry would remove the whole point. Mindless drudges are one thing." The Rani walked around to look her straight in the eye. "Willing slaves are quite another. And that's what
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The Master leaned luxuriously against the bed, wrists and ankles tied to the bedposts. He smiled at Lucy as she slipped from her black silk kimono, taking the opportunity to feast once more on her pale bruised skin. She was so beautiful, not even just by human standards. He moved his gaze to the Doctor, standing slumped in the middle of the room, feigning disinterest. But he could see the bulge in those pinstripes. Yes, de-ageing him had been a good idea, old men just didn't have the stamina or circulation.
"You may touch me," he said to both of them. "By which I mean you must." He smirked at the Doctor as Lucy walked to the bed with a vacant smile on her red lips. She got between his legs and leaned down to lick his cock from base to tip, running her red nails against his balls.
The Doctor joined her with an expression of pain. The Master knew he couldn't resist, he never could. He watched as the self-righteous idiot knelt beside his Master's thigh. Such a good boy
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"You bad boy," said Rose as she spanked him with her open hand. Jack moaned and Rose moved to walk around him. He looked so pretty like this, tied up and covered in red marks.
"I'm so naughty," whimpered Jack, cock rigid.
"Yes. You are." She was sweating from the leather and the thigh-high boots were a bad idea in retrospect, but she was incredibly turned on. Her crotch throbbed with arousal and she couldn't resist reaching down to rub her hand against her clit. She saw Jack looking at her and slapped him across the face. She eyed his cock. "Don't you dare. You don't come until I tell you to."
"Yes, Mistress Rose."
Mistress Rose. She liked that. She liked it a lot. She picked up the riding crop and slapped it down across his ass. Jack jolted against his retrains and cried out deperately. "You may worship me," she said, unzipping her PVC hotpants and pulling them down a bit. She pressed Jack's head against her and gasped as he licked her slit, dipping his tongue in and swirling it around her clitoris. "Oh, you're so bad." She
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"WE ARE SICK OF PLAY-ING WITH OUR SINK PLUN-GERS! WE WANT TO WATCH HU-MANS OR HU-MAN-OIDS GET-TING IT ON!"
Pretty Time Lady Jenny and her super, super hot companion Mickey Smith were on their first adventure together when they encountered the Cult of Secks, a secret (and very horny) order of Daleks which had survived the Time War.
"SHAG OR YOU WILL BE EX-TER-MI-NA-TED!" their cry sounded as they approached the duo.
And so Mickey found out that Jenny does not only have two hearts, but two breasts as well.
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She was stood stark naked in a bare chamber, seemingly made of stone, deep in the Rani's TARDIS. Her hands were folded behind her back, her feet planted on the floor a precise distance apart from each other, her head held perfectly straight. She didn't want to be standing like this, but if she deviated in the slightest from the prescribed posture she would be punished, electric shocks radiating out from the metal disc attached to the back of her neck. Her nipples were hardened nubs. She tried to tell herself that was because of the cold.
"Oh, you are foolish, girl," the Rani said from somewhere behind her. "Hypnosis really isn't my style. And tampering with your neurochemistry would remove the whole point. Mindless drudges are one thing." The Rani walked around to look her straight in the eye. "Willing slaves are quite another. And that's what ( ... )
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"You may touch me," he said to both of them. "By which I mean you must." He smirked at the Doctor as Lucy walked to the bed with a vacant smile on her red lips. She got between his legs and leaned down to lick his cock from base to tip, running her red nails against his balls.
The Doctor joined her with an expression of pain. The Master knew he couldn't resist, he never could. He watched as the self-righteous idiot knelt beside his Master's thigh. Such a good boy ( ... )
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"I'm so naughty," whimpered Jack, cock rigid.
"Yes. You are." She was sweating from the leather and the thigh-high boots were a bad idea in retrospect, but she was incredibly turned on. Her crotch throbbed with arousal and she couldn't resist reaching down to rub her hand against her clit. She saw Jack looking at her and slapped him across the face. She eyed his cock. "Don't you dare. You don't come until I tell you to."
"Yes, Mistress Rose."
Mistress Rose. She liked that. She liked it a lot. She picked up the riding crop and slapped it down across his ass. Jack jolted against his retrains and cried out deperately. "You may worship me," she said, unzipping her PVC hotpants and pulling them down a bit. She pressed Jack's head against her and gasped as he licked her slit, dipping his tongue in and swirling it around her clitoris. "Oh, you're so bad." She ( ... )
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