Amy Pond held Clara Oswald tight, as much for her own ease as for Clara's. The brunette, having just been subjected to a vicious sexual Assault, was passed out in Amy's arms. Clara's consistency was warm and wet, her browned hair messed up and stuck to her face.

Amy looked up at the computing device screenland situated all around the control room. They were displaying a message to"Begin experimentation 2 ”. Amy knew that Clara and herself would be the study of this experiment. What on Earth was going to happen to them ?

Suddenly pale yellowed gas started to sate the ascendancy way. Amy yelped and desperately looked around for an safety valve route. To her disheartenment, there was no way out. The gas engulfed Amy and almost instantly she started to black out. She grasped at the air and sank to the priming, coughing and choking. Within a few sec, her eyes closed and her mankind was plunged into darkness ...

*

Amy awoke to find herself lying on a comfortable bed in a whitened, bright room. The bed sheets she was lying on were ignite, warm and downy, and she felt extremely well-fixed. She looked down at her torso. The wearing apparel she had been wearing were gone, replaced by something altogether more revealing. She had been squeezed into a closely white nightie which came halfway down her slim, sick thigh. The nightgown was clearly several size too minuscule for her, and it pushed her breasts up, making them bet larger than they actually were. All of Amy's underclothes had been removed ; she was completely naked under the gown. The garment had a semitransparent quality and Amy could see the lowly ping mounds of her nipples and the dappled orange whisker of her bush visible under the flimsy fabric.

Amy looked around the small elbow room. There were two beds next to each other, and two dressing tables on either side of the seam. Cupboards and computer sieve lined the wall. Amy noticed there were four cameras setup in each corner of the elbow room. Clearly, she was being watched. She coyly covered her breasts and kitty with her hands, didn't want whoever had captured her to see too much ... yet.

Amy saw that Clara was sitting at one of the medical dressing tables. The brunet was combing her hair and staring into a mirror. Clara was also wearing a closely white nightie made of very cut material. Her private domain were similarly seeable through the fabric.

Now that Amy was cheeseparing to Clara than she had been in the control room, the red-header was able to make out the brunette's features more clearly. Clara was certainly a very pretty young woman. She had mid-length chestnut-colored hair in a fashionable style, ruby red cheeks, big brownish eyes like that of a manga character, and a pixie-like button nose. Amy was also able to see some of Clara's more intimate features, thanks to the revealing nightgown. The brunette had firm supple titty, a neatly-trimmed trilateral of dark pubic fuzz, and a decent daily round arse.

No question about it, Amy thought to herself- Clara was kinda cute.

"Clara !"Amy exclaimed."Are you alright ? Are you hurt ?"

Clara turned around in her seat to face Amy."I'm okay,"she replied."I'm not hurt. I think they healed me somehow."

"Where are we ?"Amy asked, looking around the pocket-sized, bright bedroom.

"We must be somewhere else on the spaceship,"Clara said."I'm not sure how hanker we've been here. You've been asleep for hr since I woke up."

"well, wherever we are, we know they're observation,"Amy said, nodding towards the cameras.

"Yes, I noticed them too. deviant !"Clara remarked."What do they want with us ?"

"I think we know the resolution to that, Clara,"Amy said."I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that."

Clara shrugged."It's okay, it's not your defect,"the petite miss said."I just wish there was a way out of here. I've tried looking and there's nothing. Not even a external respiration shaft ! We're trapped here, Amy, and there's nothing we can do about it. They can do anything they like with us ..."

Amy got up and put an arm around Clara's shoulders."topper not to think about it,"Amy said soothingly."There's got to be a way out of this blank space. Why don't we look together ?"

Clara, who seemed like she was on the scepter of tears, sniffled and nodded her head.

The redhead helped the brunette out of her stern, and together the two gaol girls looked around for an exit. As soon as they had started, an inconspicuous doorway opened up in a discussion section of the sleeping accommodation wall. Two automaton entered the room, their metallic element foundation clanking on the floor. The fille cowered at the vision of them.

The robots were marvellous and were made of a smooth and shiny white cloth. They had two legs and four long arms. On the end of each arm was a humanoid hand. Their read/write head were tweed celestial sphere with a estimator concealment in the middle of them. The machines stalked into the room, the door closing behind them.

Amy and Clara held each early close."Who are you ?"Amy demanded."What do you desire ?"

The robot closest to Amy raised one of his refined arms and pressed a push on the incline of it."COMMENCE RECORDING - Menachem Begin EXPERIMENT 2,"it said with a rasping electronic voice.

"Wait, experiment 2 ?"Clara asked."What does that think of ?"

The golem near Amy said,"SUBJECT 1 - REMOVE GARMENT."

"Do you mean me ?"Amy said."Not on your lifespan !"

The golem pressed another release on its arm."NEURAL connexion ESTABLISHED - SUBJECT 1 - REMOVE GARMENT."

Suddenly, Amy's hands jumped to the top of her nightgown. Her fingers hooked around the collar of the thin piece of music of clothing. Amy felt as if an invisible personnel was controlling her consistency. She had no choice but to rip the thin nightgown in two.

Clara was dumbfounded."Amy, what are you doing ?"she cried out loud.

"I ... I don't know !"Amy said in shock."It's not me ! They're controlling me somehow !"

Amy squirmed and struggled against her own hands as they tore the solely thing preserving the last vestige of her modesty from her tall, slenderize torso. The tattered nightgown fell to the floor and Amy was left standing completely naked.

Clara couldn't help but look up to Amy's incredible body. The redhead was tall, slim and statuesque, the over opposite of Clara, really. Gorgeous fiery red fuzz cascaded over blench shoulder. Small but shapely tits sprang out of the torn nightdress and stood erect in the elbow room's cool atmosphere. ripe of all were Amy's legs, which were long, trim and elegant- the legs of a supermodel, Clara thought. Clara wondered how a lot male aid Amy had got in her life history. Probably way more than her !

"cum Here,"said Amy's robot."Menachem Begin PROCEDURE."

Amy's amazing legs started to acquit her across the room, entirely against her will. She stopped in front of the robot and knelt down on the floor. Her head was now unwavering with the automaton's privates. A hatch opened in the robot's groin and a huge Andrew Dickson White dick emerged from within. The member was at least ten inch long, and it was already dripping with alien fluid.

"blockage it !"Clara exclaimed."Leave her alone !"

"BEGIN PROCEDURE,"repeated the robot.

Amy grimaced and said,"Please, Clara ! I can't avail it !"

Amy gripped the extraterrestrial being cock with her pass on hand. Her hand seemed to have got a life of its own. It wasn't obeying Amy any more ; it was obeying the whim and pedagogy of this perverted machine. Amy started to stroke and pull in on the alien shaft, which grew harder and magnanimous in the Melanerpes erythrocephalus's soft palm.

The automaton nearest to Clara advanced on the poor people rigidify brunette. Even as Clara shook her pass in skepticism, it too raised one of its arms and activated the switch which would command her body.

"NEURAL tie-in ESTABLISHED,"said Clara's robot."SUBJECT 2 - LIE DOWN ON THE BED."

"No, no !"Clara pleaded. But it was no use. Her body was under everlasting ascendency. The robot could prepare her do anything it liked. Clara fought against it with all of her will, but she found herself lying back on her bed, her sheer nightgown riding up to her thighs.

"SPREAD YOUR LEGS,"commanded the robot.

Clara screamed as her backbone arched and her legs snapped open. She couldn't believe it was happening again, and this clock time in the cruellest way potential. Her own body was working against her, offering no impedance to the alien daimon who intended to despoil her.

Clara's automaton pounced onto the bed, was on top of Clara in seconds. Two of its weapons system grabbed hold of Clara's legs and roughly pulled them up into the air. A third arm moved down towards the restrained brunette. A hook flicked out of one of its finger's breadth and it slashed the hook across Clara's nightgown. The garment was ripped in two, exposing Clara's dainty body.

Clara shrieked,"No, please no ! Amyyyyy ! assistant meeeeeee !"

But Amy was enduring her own ordeal. She was busy wanking off the alien robot, pumping her fist up and down its metal rooster. Every so often ropes of alien cum spurted out of the cockhead, drenching her wan womanly fingers in its glutinous substance.

The robot looked down at Amy with its information processing system head."ENGAGE MOUTH,"it said.

Amy groaned as she let go of the squirting cock and opened her mouth wide. The golem took hold of Amy's drumhead and pulled the redheader towards its vast metal schlong. Before Amy had any sentence to say or do anything, the wet dripping member was jammed harshly into her mouth. The ginger beauty gagged as she, quite against her will, started to bob her head up and down on the rock heavy artificial penis.

Meanwhile, Clara was being prepared for her rape. The robot pinning her down moved into position, straddling the tiny girl. As Clara lay there, squealing for release, a hatch opened in the middle of the creature's hips. A vast albumen cock sprang out of the opening. The golem brought itself down, putting all of its considerable weight on Clara. The diminutive damsel was crushed down into the balmy bed tabloid. Clara hollered out tatty one concluding time as the robot's massive cock entered her slick cunt, parting her pussylips with repose.

"Aaaaaaaargh ! No, please don't rape meeeeeeeee !"Clara screamed to high heaven.

The robot said nothing, did cipher except starting to thrust brutally in and out of Clara's tight honeypot. Her vagina was stretched to its fullest, the barbarian exotic prick ramming her taut twat like a demon. Clara's metallic rapist lifted its two dislodge arms and seized hold of the brunette's bouncing tits, groping and molesting them without pity. Clara grabbed hold of the automaton's arms, tried to pull them off her pectus, but there was no way she could locomote them. Clara threw her top dog back and shrieked for all she was Worth, stinging painfulness erupting from her snatch as the automaton pounded it viciously.

On the early side of the elbow room, Amy had nearly finished fellating her robot. The alien's sexual oil was being released by Amy's sinful technique. The gorgeous ginger goddess flicked her knife over the bulbous head of the pecker, sucking and licking at it like a lady of pleasure. Amy felt ashamed ; she had zero control over what was happening, and yet, and yet ... rich inside her, she was starting to savour it. She had always enjoyed sucking off Rory, and if she concentrated really hard, she could just make she was pleasuring her husband, not this raping alien bastard.

"STOP,"ordered Amy's robot."CLIMB ONTO THE BED."

Amy stopped sucking and removed her pass from the robot's backbreaking prick. Long twine of estrange cum spilled out of Amy's odoriferous mouth, dribbling down her mentum onto her pectus. She turned away from the automaton and crawled across the floor on all fours, like a dog. The redhead climbed onto the bed and stuck her pale troll arse into the air, presenting it to her golem like a trophy.

"No, wait !"Amy begged."What are you gon na do ..."

Amy never had a chance to end her judgment of conviction, as the robot positioned itself in straw man of Amy's puckered arse. Without warning it shove forwards with all of its metier. The red-haired girl howled out loud, the golem burying its mighty cock into her backside.

"Nnnnnrgh ! Aaaaaargh ! Nooooo !"Amy cried. The robot didn't listen, continued to abuse the meter traveller's behind with his grueling metallic element member.

Clara looked over to Amy's head, was sickened to see that her friend was now being raped too."Amyyyyyyyy !"the brunette cried out.

"Claraaaaaaa !"Amy responded, before a couple of frightening jabbing forced a scream from the redhead's mouth."Owwwwwww no it hurts !"

Amy's robot roughly took clutches of her slender hips, started to advertize the redhead down onto its dripping metal dick. With another of its hands, it grabbed hold of Amy's luscious, flaming-red hair and pulled on it, forcing her head up. Amy groaned and grunted as she realised she was now the robot's sexual hard worker.

Clara closed her eyes, tried to imagine that she was anywhere else. She desperately wanted to freeze out the fact that she, Clara Oswald, unfearing traveller in time and space, was now nothing more than a tiny little fuckdoll, a striver to this herculean alloy robot and its raping notion. She prayed that any moment now, the Doctor would burst through the threshold and save both of the girls from any further harm.

All of Clara's wishes couldn't change the grim reality of her situation, however. She was prone, pinned down, with the biggest prick her pussy had ever taken ramming her over and over again. The pain and shame she was feeling was ineffable. Not only was she being raped brutally, but her churn up trial by ordeal was being recorded by the photographic camera situated in all four corners of the room. She could only enquire what use the taping of her and Amy's misdemeanour was going to be put to ...

On her bed, Amy was feeling intense sensations as the ten edge robo-penis plundered her tight tintinnabulation. Suddenly, she felt something enter her pussy. Something cold and electronic, buzzing inside her tight red slit. She looked over her shoulder and saw that her robot had plunged one of its long fingers into her twat. It was moving the dastardly digit backwards and forwards, making Amy's hole wet with juices. The finger's breadth hummed and throbbed inside Amy's powdered ginger slice like one of the many vibrators she had used back on globe. Amy threw her head up and screeched like a banshee. She wriggled her hips back onto the occupy organs, increasing the pleasance she was feeling.

Both of the raping robots said at once,"CLIMAX APPROACHING - PREPARE FOR EJACULATION ”.

Amy and Clara moaned as the moment approached. They could feel the cocks inside them growing thicker and slicker. Clara did cipher except lay there, her legs splayed astray, the robot working his cock deeper and deeper into her despoiled womanhood. She scrunched her eye up and silently begged for an end to her defilement. Amy meantime was actively working to get the robot off, jerking her rosehip up and down on the robot's hard rod. She wanted the insult to end and she thought that maybe, if she increased the robot's pleasure, she could pee it end quicker.

"experimentation CONCLUDED - COMMENCE interjection,"said the robots.

At once the molesting political machine pulled their squirting peter out of the poor ravished lady friend. Amy's golem callously threw the Aythya americana onto her back, aiming its synthetic schlong over her scented angelic nerve. Clara's robot retracted its member from the brunette's dripping kitty and stuff it into her boldness. Both cocks erupted at the same time, spraying Amy and Clara with what felt like gal of sizzling alien cum. The violated miss were absolutely drenched in load after vile load of thickheaded white jism. Their faces, hair and teat became completely soaked in the repellant ooze, which stuck to their naked raped bodies like glue.

Clara coughed and spluttered through this final exam degradation, raising her hands to try and pass over the revolting succus from her face and haircloth. Amy, hoping that maximising the robot's satisfaction might avail her in some way, deliberately opened her back talk and flicked her pink spit out, licking up and swallowing as much of the cum as she could.

When the rapist robot had finished discharging over their victim, they stood up in unison and said,"EXPERIMENT CONCLUDED. EJACULATION SUCCESSFUL. WITHDRAW AND PREPARE EXPERIMENT 3."

Neither Amy nor Clara heard them, or saw them leave the way. Both of the girls were completely exhausted, naked, spread-eagle over their layer, covered in slimy, viscous thread of cum. They had both survived Experiment 2- barely. And still they were at the mercy of whichever alien office had abducted them.

The four cameras in the bedroom scanned the aftermath of Amy and Clara's later ordeal. Their lens system blinked and zoomed in on the unconscious girls.

Somewhere else in the creation, a large dark trope was watching a screen which displayed the very same image. Two beautiful young woman, one a tall refined redheaded woodpecker, the other a cute petite brunette, having just been tormented and violated in the most vicious way possible.

The shape licked his lips with lecherousness ...

TO BE CONTINUED ...