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Chapter 8 by Eugene_Oregon Eugene_Oregon

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The Doctor to the rescue!

Rose was awoken from her slumber by the sound of the door unlocking. She'd developed the nack of waking up quickly during her captivity; she'd had, to avoid interested onlookers seeing her at her most ****. Even though she was weak, Rose sensed an opportunity. A burst of energy shot her to her feet and allowed her to make a break for freedom. She twisted her body away from the guard's grasp but was only able to take half a dozen more bare footsteps before a current was sent through her collar, and the blonde collapsed to the floor.

The other guard attached a lead to her collar and dragged the perspiring teenager back to her bare feet. Previously, Rose would have struggled and resisted, but the nude blonde had had all the fight driven out of her. All she could do was cover herself with her arms, and try to keep up as they half-walked, half-dragged her through the corridors.

"You know, I'm surprised humans have lasted so long, if this is how fragile they used to be," one of her guards remarked, squeezing and prodding her. He continued to fondle the naked blonde, despite her best efforts to keep him away from her privates, Rose was panting, flustered, and red-faced by the time they reached their destination.

Rose stumbled away from the duo the moment they unhooked her leash, shivering violently and craving a long, hot shower to wash away the sensation of their hands on her pale skin.

"She's all yours, Doc," one of the guards announced, giving Rose a sharp, parting slap on her buttocks.

"Ow!" Rose cried, rubbing the stinging area. She quickly slammed her hand back over her crotch, turning vermilion after realising what she had done.

"Surprise!" a familiar voice shouted once they were alone.

"Doctor!" Rose gushed, temporarily forgetting her nakedness to throw her arms around his shoulders as he embraced her. "Where have you been?!"

"You think it's easy to infiltrate this place?" He pulled away, placed his hands on her bare shoulders, and grinned excitedly. "Guess what? I can be the Doctor, and actually be a doctor!"

"T-that's great," Rose mumbled, arms back across her torso and eyes fixed on her bare toes. "Can we get out of here?"

"We need to get that collar off you first, don't want them tracking us!"

"O-okay," Rose said, taking a seat on a high stool, crossing her legs to hide her womanhood, and hugging herself, shivering violently. "Do you think I could borrow your jacket?"

But the Doctor wasn't listening. He was walking around her examining her collar and occasionally buzzing it with his sonic screwdriver. Rose gasped involuntarily and instinctively cringed away whenever his rough fingers touched her neck.

"It looks like it's hooked into the skin," he monologued, "it won't be a case of just pulling it out, not if you still want a head!"

"At the moment, what I'd really like more is some clo-" the embarrassed girl said, before being interrupted by the Time Lord.

"Stay still," the Doctor interjected. "I've found the weak spot, but don't move a muscle; don't even breathe."

Rose could feel her hair blowing as he breathed on her neck, concentrating on the delicate work.

Suddenly, Rose felt the collar loosen, and the Doctor plucked the cold metal off her body.

"You OK?" he asked her.

"Yes, but can I PLEASE have some clothes-?"

The nude girl was once again interrupted; this time by a loud beeping from the discarded collar.

"That doesn't sound good," The Doctor remarked. "I think we should get going-"

The beeping of the alarm was replaced by an alarm blaring throughout the facility.

"Scratch that: run!"

The Doctor grabbed her hand, and pulled Rose to her bare feet, out of the medical ward, and down the corridor.

Rose was still reeling from the fact that the Doctor's hand had brushed her chest and was still trying to get her boobs within the grasp of her one free arm even as she ran after him.

"Doctor, wait!" she panted, utterly mortified at the sensation of the cold air on her exposed crotch.

She just needed a moment to sort herself out and pull something around her bare shoulders, but with the Doctor pulling her one way, and the sound of footsteps coming from another, Rose Tyler had **** but to run in her birthday suit.

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