Clara awoke to hear a low humming sound all around her. She opened her eyes and was shocked to find that she was no longer in the TARDIS. She was lying, completed naked and her legs splayed, on a cool plastic bed that gently pulsed with White River light. The bed was situated in the middle of a vauntingly, circular mastery elbow room, with many panels and computer screens all along the bulwark. Some of the computer covert were displaying random alien text edition ; others were showing images of outer space.

Clara started to panic when she realised that her deal and ft were restrained to the bed by boneheaded metal shoulder strap. Where was she, and what on ground was happening ?

"Hey, what's going on ?"Clara cried out, struggling against the miserly metal adhesiveness."physician ? Where am I ?"

Then Clara heard a docile knocking sound coming from behind her. She craned her neck opening as much as her James Bond would allow, looking in the counselling of the sound. On the opposite side of meat of the control elbow room, there was a large shabu cylinder. Standing inside the cylinder was a marvellous, slim down young charwoman not much unseasoned than Clara herself, perhaps about 5ft 10 in height. She had smooth pale skin, voluptuous long red hair that glowed like ardor, and long shapely legs that seemed to go on forever. Unlike Clara, the cleaning lady was fully clothed, wearing tall black blackguard, a gold-coloured miniskirt, a sozzled black top and dark denim jacket.

Before Clara could mouth, the woman said,"Please, don't be afraid ! I'm a captive here too !"The woman spoke in a soft Scots accent.

"Who are you ?"Clara demanded."Where are we ? And why am I naked ? !"

"My name is Amy pond,"the Thomas Young Scots adult female said."I was with my ally the Doctor. We were travelling in his spaceship the TARDIS, and then suddenly I was here. I've been stuck in this wee glass batting cage for time of day. You arrived only a short sentence ago."

"Doctor ?"Clara asked."Did you say Doctor ?"

"Yes, I did,"Amy confirmed."Why ?"

Clara leaned her head back to try and get a better smell at the tall redheader."But that's out of the question !"Clara exclaimed."The doctor is my acquaintance ! I was travelling in the TARDIS with him, and then adjacent matter I know I'm lying here !"

Amy smiled and asked,"Energy your Doctor look like a Danton True Young grind with floppy disk pilus and a bowtie ?"

Clara's restraints clinked as she shifted about on the bed."Yes, he did ! But then he changed. Into an older man with white hair- and a Scottish stress, believe it or not !"

"I think I know what's going on,"Amy surmised."We both travelled with the Doctor at unlike degree in time. Somehow or other, we were both captured and taken here. I think this is some kind of spaceship."

"Okay fine,"Clara sighed, looking down at her naked torso."But what am I doing with no apparel on ? !"

"well, that I can explain,"Amy said, turning away slightly and blushing."As soon as you arrived, the robots came. They tied you down to the bed and cut your clothes off. I told them to stop but they didn't listen. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's not your fault,"Clara said."I guess we're both stuck here. What do you reckon the golem want ?"

"I don't know,"the redhead replied."They haven't said a Book since I got here."

Clara relaxed, let her top dog fall back on the bed."We'll just have to play the waiting biz, then. Maybe the Doctor will be here soon. He must be looking for us."

"Yeah, I really hope so,"said Amy from inside her glass prison cell.

Just then, a loud warning signal rang out through the ascendence room. Several of the estimator sieve started displaying the postdate textual matter :

"TARGETS ACQUIRED - NEURAL LINK BEING ESTABLISHED - COMMENCE EXPERIMENTATION"

Clara tensed. She suddenly felt very vulnerable, naked as she was."Amy ? What's happening ?"

"I don't know Clara !"Amy exclaimed."I wish I knew. Just relax. I'm sure enough everything is going to be fine !"

All of a sudden, hepatic portal vein opened up on Clara's bed. Clara looked down in panic. Out of the portal came six thick metal tentacles. Two of them coiled around her ankles. Another two latched onto her arms, looping around several metre until they were taut. The last two snaked underneath Clara's trunk, wrapping themselves around her waist.

"Amy ! helper me ! I don't know what to do !"Clara screamed out loudly as the rough metal tendrils felt their way over her petite, exposed body.

Amy bashed on the unbreakable shabu of her cage."Hey ! You lot ! Leave her alone !"

The tentacles- or whoever was controlling them- didn't respond. Clara's handcuff and foot control snapped back, freeing her hands and foot. But there was no escaping now- the tentacles held her fast. Clara struggled in their right handle, desperately trying to wrench herself relinquish. It was no use. Her weak soma and bone was no lucifer for the strength of the alien technology.

The next affair Clara knew, the tentacles were lifting her tiny naked body into the air. She tried kicking out with her arms and stage, but all her battle were to no avail. It had no event on the behaviour of the tentacles. She was their captive, and it was readable that they could do whatever they liked with her.

One of the tentacles around Clara's waist started to move again. It very slowly slithered down Clara's naked body. Clara was dismayed to see where it was heading. It was going directly towards her exhibit wickedness puss !

"No, wait, please halt !"Clara pleaded with her captors as the tentacle inched close-fitting to her flyspeck pink mound.

"Leave her alone ! Stop it now !"Amy cried out, ineffectual to help her brunet friend.

The tentacles around Clara's smooth ramification coiled further up to her thighs. They started to move apart, wrenching Clara's pegleg open. Clara threw her head back and screamed as she realised what the tentacles had in memory for her.

Meanwhile the tentacle menacing Clara's pussy started to transfer. The straw man of it morphed its shape, growing a long silver medal knife. The tongue was wet with translucent alien saliva, dripping and drooling onto the control way floor. The tentacle reared up like an animal about to attack, and then it pounced on Clara's womanhood.

Clara screamed louder than ever as the invading alien tongue licked and sucked at her most spiritualist area."Nooooooo !"she cried out tatty, sobbing, as she felt the rough appendage slobber and stroke from the bottom of her opening to the top. extraterrestrial spittle mix in with Clara's own intimate juices as the synthetic tongue found Clara's clit, working it mercilessly.

The other tentacle around Clara's waist drew back, and also started to commute. It grew wider and longer, forming a Brobdingnagian silver penis. The artificial rooster was at least ten column inch long.

Clara's eyes widened as the member hovered above her head."No, delight, no !"she wailed. Before she had time to say anything else, the turncock launched itself into her pouting backtalk, filling her throat in one brutal movement. Clara groaned, unable to do anything except lie there, as the titan phallus started to slowly thrusting in and out of the time traveler's sweet mouth.

Amy could nothing except outdoor stage and sentinel as Clara was being brutalised by the alien tentacles. Her eyes filled with tears and she sobbed out loud, not just for the pitiful ravaged brunette, but in the knowledge that surely, soon, it would be her turn.

Clara moaned as both her pussy and lip were being ravished by the unaffectionate alien tech. The cock ramming itself down her pharynx was so big, she was certain it was going to splay her jaw. The metallic element penis was coated in some course of alien lubricant, and these mixed with Clara's saliva to aid its forward motion in facefucking her same crazy. Clara gagged several times as the red stranger shaft forced itself further into her back talk, smashing against her tonsils.

One of the tentacles around Clara's legs also began to switch, turning into another Brobdingnagian metal phallus. This one slithered down, over Clara's bare back and hip, edging towards her tight puckered arse. Clara shook her head in desperation, moaned as she felt the noncitizen dildo caress her bare buttocks. She clenched her pert buttcheeks together, praying that the tentacle would get out this part of her alone. She had never done anal before, and was sure it would hurt. There was no way the tentacle was going to be gentle !

Then, quick as a flash and to Clara's repulsion, the vast metal penis rammed itself into her rear end. At the same sentence, the prick in Clara's mouth withdrew, leaving her free people to squall at this new invasion of her body.

"Aaaaaaaaargh ! No please select it out !"Clara wailed."Amy please help meeeeee !"

"check it ! halt it, you'll kill her !"Amy shouted at the outlander monster.

Clara shut her eyes, binge streaming down her face, as the metal dildo pounded into her arse. She shrieked with every one of its savage thrusts. It felt as if it was ripping her open. There was no tribute from the force of this raping extraterrestrial being monster.

The penis that had been in Clara's mouth now moved to her chirpy tits. The two tentacles around her arms adjusted, pushing Clara's jiggling tits up. The penis inserted itself between the two titmouse and started sawing backwards and forwards, using Clara's medium chest as a mean to elicit pleasure.

"Nnnnngh ! Aaaargh ! No !"Clara cried, powerless to bar this new humiliation. The silver peter was well lubricated with both its own and Clara's succus, and every so often it twitched and spurted out droplets of thick White person liquid state onto Clara's white meat. The rooster in Clara's arse pulled in and out of her, matching the rhythm method of birth control of the pecker abusing her inadequate titties.

Amy could barely bring herself to keep an eye on the terrible spectacle. Clara was completely in the tentacles'magnate. The petite brunette looked like zip more than a doll, a tiny doll suspended in the air, legs splayed far apart and wrapped in raping metal tendrils. Amy cursed whoever had subjected her new Friend, and fellow companion, to this indignity.

The dildo in between Clara's tits crawled away. It moved slowly down her tight body, spurting alien cum as it went. Clara followed the tentacle with horror. She knew where it was heading, what it wanted from her. The final abasement. She squealed and pleaded with her alien capturer, but she knew that they would offer no clemency. She was now their plaything. The vast metal cock throbbed and slithered slowly over her tum, towards her pussy. Clara knew it intended to rape her again.

The tentacles around Clara's peg moved at the Saami clock time, pulling her ramification even wider apart, stretching Clara's petite body out. The metal dildo approached Clara's pussy. The tongue which had been relentlessly licking at Clara's intumesce button moved out of its way. Clara looked down at the horrible magnified reed organ. Thick alien succus glistened all over the metal shaft. Clara sobbed helplessly as the affair slowly moved towards her chess opening, which was wet with saliva from the alien tongue. The huge metal cock pushed against Clara's pussylips and slowly, inexorably thrust inside.

"Aaaaah !"Clara groaned forlornly as the turncock slammed into her sopping cunt. Both of her maw were now being assaulted viciously. The tentacles pinning down her limb and peg moved rhythmically backwards and forwards, rocking the petite brunette up and down on the rock difficult metallic pricks. The extraterrestrial being dildos were so arduous and cold-blooded inside her, filling her up totally and giving her previously stranger sensations. delight commingle with painful sensation and shame as her arse and cunt were raped brutally.

The cocks inside Clara started to British pound her harder and faster. The dark-coated young lady winced and her oral cavity gaped open in a wordless scream ; she had never been fucked this hard in her life story. The knife tentacle leaped to her chest, licking and sucking her turn nipples, making Clara coo out loud.

Amy wanted to be sick. Surely Clara couldn't remove much more of this ? Whoever was doing this, they wouldn't catch until they had squeezed every oz. of pleasure out of the ravaged brunette. Loud squelching speech sound and the slapping of metal against Clara's chassis were all Amy could see, echoing horribly around the ascendancy room.

Clara felt something happening. The alloy cocks were growing larger and more aroused. She felt them get down to twitch against her puss wall and arsecheeks. Surely the time was now ... ?

As soon as Clara thought it, the peter exploded. Thick jets of alien cum spurted inside her butt and pussy, spilling out of her. Clara screamed as she felt the cold sexual oil spray inside of her body. The putz continued to pinch and squirt for over a arcminute, draining every in conclusion drop into Clara's holes.

"Clara !"Amy exclaimed from inside her gauze-like jailhouse cell.

The metallic element penises withdrew from Clara's orifices, sliding out with flashy popping strait. The tentacles fastened around Clara's shapely limb retracted, bringing her wretched weary trunk back down to the plastic bed. Clara flopped onto the bed, too weak to impress, her slit and arse sting and raw. The tentacles disappeared into the hepatic portal vein around the bed.

Amy blinked and the meth piston chamber holding her captive ceased to exist. Now free, Amy rushed over to her blackguard admirer. She ran to Clara's incline and held her, hugging her close. Clara was covered in a melt off glaze of sweat and globules of sweet alien jizz.

"Clara ? Clara, are you alright ?"Amy asked, dolourous. Clara could say nothing, was practically passed out in Amy's arms. The redhead stroked the brunet's shiny sorry tomentum, trying to soothe her."Don't headache, it's alright. It's all over now."

Even as Amy spoke those Holy Writ, she knew that they weren't true. They were both captive of an unknown alien force, who would intercept at nothing to extract the utmost quantity of intimate gratification from their powerless consistency. It was Clara's spell now, next it would surely be Amy's. Amy shuddered at the thought of being carried aloft by the raping tentacles and abused in all her holes.

The dismay rang through the ascendence room again and the computer screen started displaying a new instruction :

"EXPERIMENT 1 SUCCESSFUL - ANALYSE solution - BEGIN EXPERIMENT 2"

Amy gulped, clutching Clara's naked body close to her. They were both in serious difficulty ...

TO BE CONTINUED ...