deeperinmypower:

Clara leant forward. It was vitally important that Missy get a look at her cleavage, for some reason. A small, quiet voice in the Doctor’s former companion said that this was wrong, that Missy was devious, and evil, but Clara didn’t, couldn’t, wouldn’t care. 

Missy was perfect, in every way. She only wanted the best for Clara, and Clara, in return, would give her all, mind, body and soul, over to Missy’s control.

Missy ordered Clara to remove her top completely, and the helplessly entranced girl obeyed, then knelt, truly happy to belong, at long last, to her one and only Mistress.