She just wants to get out of there!

Rose whimpered.

"Turn around," the Doctor said, finally finding and pulling out a long, slim silver instrument. Rose squeaked for a moment, before recognising the sonic screwdriver.

That didn't make her blush any less as she fidgeted around, exposing her ass to the Doctor and lifted her bound wrists.

She heard the buzz as he held the screwdriver to her handcuffs, and felt a brief vibration; Rose bit her lip, struggling desperately to pull her arms free and at least try to cover up.

"Come on, come on..." the Doctor murmured.

"Doctor?" Rose said, her voice high. "What is it?"

"It won't unlock," he said. "Must be... Damn. Fiction. There's no conventional lock in any way the sonic knows to deal with, it's just written to be locked. It's words, not a mechanism. Maybe if I ask her for the key..."

"Do you think she'd give it to you?" Rose said. "At least without making things worse?"

Awkwardly she shuffled back around to face the Doctor. The collar chafed slightly, comfortable enough that she could easily wear it, but just uncomfortable enough that she couldn't forget that she had one on.

That alone would have made her cheeks red, being seen like this, even without her nudity.

Oh god, this was easily the most mortifying trip she'd ever been on.

"Perhaps not," the Doctor conceded. "Do you, uh..."

He lifted his hands, as though offering use of them. Rose blushed deeper; clueless Time Lord behaviour.

"N-not right now," Rose said, scarlet. "Can we just get out of here? Fast?"

"Right," the Doctor said after a moment.

He turned, pulled out his scanner, and surveyed it. Rose fidgeted, steadfastedly keeping her eyes straight ahead on the back of the Doctor's coat, rather than looking down and being reminded of her current state.

The Doctor started moving. She walked too, bare feet against the ground as she stumbled along. Her centre of gravity felt entirely off with her hands behind her back, making her stumble.

"Can we, uh, run?" Rose said.

The Doctor picked up the pace. Rose breathed a sigh of relief and sped up too, eager to leave this humiliating display behind.

They passed countless rooms with open doors, places Rose did not want to look into whether for fear of seeing what went on in this place, or for seeing how many people were watching her.

She had no hope of covering the slightest part of herself. Whimpering, flushing, frantic, Rose ran for it.