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 coolheaded charge plate bed that gently pulsed with Stanford White Light. The bed was situated in the middle of a turgid, circular control room, with many dialog box and computer CRT screen all along the walls. Some of the data processor screens were displaying random alien textual matter ; others were showing icon of outer space.

Clara started to panic when she realised that her hands and feet were restrained to the bed by thick metal shoulder strap. Where was she, and what on Earth was happening ?

"Hey, what's going on ?"Clara cried out, struggling against the blotto metal bonds."Doctor ? Where am I ?"

Then Clara heard a gentle knock sound coming from behind her. She craned her neck as much as her hamper would reserve, looking in the instruction of the strait. On the inverse face of the dominance room, there was a enceinte glass cylinder. Standing inside the cylinder was a improbable, slenderize young womanhood not much younger than Clara herself, perhaps about 5ft 10 in summit. She had smooth pale cutis, luscious long red hair that glowed like fire, and long shapely legs that seemed to go on forever. Unlike Clara, the adult female was fully clothed, wearing tall black blackguard, a gold-colored miniskirt, a tight calamitous top and dark denim jacket.

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

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

"My name is Amy Pond,"the young Scots woman said."I was with my friend the Doctor. We were travelling in his spaceship the TARDIS, and then suddenly I was here. I've been stuck in this wee glass cage for hours. You arrived only a short sentence ago."

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

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

Clara leaned her headway back to try and get a better look at the tall redhead."But that's impossible !"Clara exclaimed."The doc is my friend ! I was travelling in the TARDIS with him, and then following affair I know I'm lying here !"

Amy smiled and asked,"Energy Department your Doctor expression like a untested grind with floppy disk hair and a bow tie ?"

Clara's simpleness clinked as she shifted about on the bed."Yes, he did ! But then he changed. Into an erstwhile 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 different spot in time. Somehow or other, we were both captured and taken here. I think this is some variety of spaceship."

"O.K. mulct,"Clara sighed, looking down at her naked body."But what am I doing with no dress 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 hold back 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 think the robots want ?"

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

Clara relaxed, let her head fall back on the bed."We'll just possess to play the waiting secret plan, 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 alarm rang out through the control room. various of the reckoner screens started displaying the next textual matter :

"butt ACQUIRED - NEURAL tie BEING ESTABLISHED - COMMENCE experiment"

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

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

All of a sudden, portals opened up on Clara's bed. Clara looked down in panic. Out of the portal vein came six thick metallic element tentacles. Two of them coiled around her ankle joint. Another two latched onto her arm, looping around several times until they were taut. The final two snaked underneath Clara's body, wrapping themselves around her waist.

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

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

The tentacles- or whoever was controlling them- didn't respond. Clara's handcuff and foot restraints snapped back, freeing her hands and feet. But there was no escaping now- the tentacles held her fasting. Clara struggled in their muscular clutch, desperately trying to wrench herself free. It was no use. Her weak pulp and bone was no compeer for the strength of the alien technology.

The succeeding affair Clara knew, the tentacles were lifting her tiny defenseless trunk into the air. She tried kicking out with her arms and legs, but all her conflict were to no help. It had no effect on the deportment of the tentacles. She was their prisoner, and it was clear that they could do whatever they liked with her.

One of the tentacles around Clara's shank started to move again. It very slowly slithered down Clara's naked consistency. Clara was dismayed to see where it was heading. It was going straight towards her exposed obscure pussy !

"No, wait, please finish !"Clara pleaded with her captors as the tentacle inched finisher to her tiny pink mound.

"Leave her alone ! Stop it now !"Amy cried out, unable to avail her brunette friend.

The tentacles around Clara's politic legs coiled further up to her thighs. They started to move apart, wrenching Clara's ramification unfastened. Clara threw her head teacher back and screamed as she realised what the tentacles had in store for her.

Meanwhile the tentacle menacing Clara's pussy started to change. The presence of it morphed its shape, growing a long silver tongue. The tongue was wet with translucent alien saliva, dripping and drooling onto the control elbow room 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 outlander spit licked and sucked at her most sensitive area."Nooooooo !"she cried out loud, sobbing, as she felt the rough appendage slobber and stroke from the bottom of the inning of her gap to the top. extraterrestrial being spittle combine with Clara's own intimate juices as the man-made lingua found Clara's clitoris, working it mercilessly.

The other tentacle around Clara's waist drew back, and also started to deepen. It grew wider and longer, forming a immense silver penis. The stilted cock was at to the lowest degree ten in long.

Clara's eyes widened as the penis hovered above her oral sex."No, please, no !"she wailed. Before she had time to say anything else, the cock launched itself into her pouting rima oris, filling her throat in one brutal cause. Clara groaned, unable to do anything except lie there, as the monster penis started to slowly thrust in and out of the clock time traveller's fresh mouth.

Amy could nothing except tie-up and lookout as Clara was being brutalised by the unknown tentacles. Her center filled with tears and she sobbed out loud, not just for the inadequate ravaged brunette, but in the knowledge that surely, soon, it would be her turn.

Clara moaned as both her snatch and mouth were being ravished by the unaffectionate outlander tech. The cock ramming itself down her throat was so big, she was certain it was going to slip her jaw. The metal penis was coated in some form of alien lube, and these meld with Clara's spit to aid its forward motion in facefucking her like crazy. Clara gagged respective clip as the violent alien prick forced itself further into her mouth, smashing against her tonsils.

One of the tentacles around Clara's legs also began to exchange, turning into another vast metallic element member. This one slithered down, over Clara's bare back and hips, edging towards her tight puckered can. Clara shook her school principal in desperation, moaned as she felt the outlander dildo caress her bare nates. She clenched her pert buttcheeks together, praying that the tentacle would leave this part of her alone. She had never done anal before, and was sure as shooting it would hurt. There was no way the tentacle was going to be gentle !

Then, quick as a wink and to Clara's revulsion, the huge alloy penis rammed itself into her arse. At the Saame time, the prick in Clara's mouth withdrew, leaving her liberate to shout at this new invasion of her body.

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

"Stop it ! Stop it, you'll kill her !"Amy shouted at the alien monster.

Clara shut her centre, tears streaming down her facial expression, as the alloy dildo pounded into her backside. She shrieked with every one of its savage push. It felt as if it was ripping her open. There was no security from the military group of this raping disaffect monster.

The penis that had been in Clara's mouth now moved to her perky breast. The two tentacles around her arm adjusted, pushing Clara's jiggling tits up. The member inserted itself between the two bosom and started sawing backwards and forwards, using Clara's sensitive knocker as a mean to elicit pleasure.

"Nnnnngh ! Aaaargh ! No !"Clara cried, powerless to block off this new humiliation. The silver cock was well lubricated with both its own and Clara's succus, and every so often it twitched and spurted out droplets of thick white liquid onto Clara's knocker. The cock in Clara's arse pulled in and out of her, matching the rhythm of the dick abusing her misfortunate titties.

Amy could barely play herself to watch the dreadful spectacle. Clara was completely in the tentacles'powerfulness. The tiny brunette looked like nothing more than a chick, a tiny doll suspended in the air, legs splayed far apart and wrapped in raping alloy tendrils. Amy cursed whoever had subjected her new booster, 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 repugnance. She knew where it was heading, what it wanted from her. The terminal degradation. She squealed and pleaded with her noncitizen captors, but she knew that they would pop the question no mercy. She was now their plaything. The huge alloy rooster throbbed and slithered slowly over her corporation, towards her pussy. Clara knew it intended to rape her again.

The tentacles around Clara's wooden leg moved at the like prison term, pulling her pegleg 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 puff up clit moved out of its way. Clara looked down at the horrifying magnify organ. Thick alien juices glistened all over the metal shaft. Clara sobbed helplessly as the thing slowly moved towards her opening, which was wet with spit from the alien tongue. The huge metal cock pushed against Clara's pussylips and slowly, inexorably shove inside.

"Aaaaah !"Clara groaned forlornly as the cock slammed into her sopping bitch. Both of her cakehole were now being assaulted viciously. The tentacles pinning down her weaponry and legs moved rhythmically backwards and forwards, rocking the petite brunette up and down on the rock unvoiced metallic bastard. The stranger dildos were so hard and cold inside her, filling her up totally and giving her previously unknown sensations. Pleasure mixed with pain and shame as her can and slit were raped brutally.

The cocks inside Clara started to pound her harder and faster. The dark-haired girl winced and her sass gaped open in a wordless scream ; she had never been fucked this arduous in her animation. The clapper tentacle leaped to her knocker, licking and sucking her one shot nipples, making Clara coo out loud.

Amy wanted to be disturbed. Surely Clara couldn't take much to a greater extent of this ? Whoever was doing this, they wouldn't full point until they had squeezed every ounce of delight out of the ravaged brunette. gimcrack squelching sounds and the slapping of metal against Clara's flesh were all Amy could hear, echoing horribly around the control room.

Clara felt something happening. The metallic element cocks were growing larger and more turn on. She felt them startle to twitch against her slit paries and arsecheeks. Surely the metre was now ... ?

As soon as Clara thought it, the dicks exploded. Thick spirt of outlander cum spurted inside her hind end and kitty, spilling out of her. Clara screamed as she felt the frigid sexual oil atomiser inside of her body. The cocks continued to nip and force out for over a minute, draining every finale fall into Clara's holes.

"Clara !"Amy exclaimed from inside her crystalline pokey cell.

The metallic element penises withdrew from Clara's orifices, sliding out with loud popping audio. The tentacles fastened around Clara's shapely limbs retracted, bringing her hapless tired body back down to the plastic bed. Clara flopped onto the bed, too watery to move, her pussy and seat stinging and raw. The tentacles disappeared into the portals around the bed.

Amy blinked and the glass cylinder holding her captive ceased to be. Now free, Amy rushed over to her abused admirer. She ran to Clara's face and held her, hugging her close. Clara was covered in a thin glaze of sweat and globules of odoriferous noncitizen jizz.

"Clara ? Clara, are you alright ?"Amy asked, dolorous. Clara could say nix, was practically passed out in Amy's arms. The redhead stroked the brunette's shiny dark hair, trying to solace her."Don't worry, it's alright. It's all over now."

Even as Amy spoke those words, she knew that they weren't true. They were both prisoner of an unknown stranger force-out, who would kibosh at nothing to extract the utmost amount of sexual gratification from their powerless bodies. It was Clara's twist now, next it would surely be Amy's. Amy shuddered at the thinking of being carried aloft by the raping tentacles and abused in all her holes.

The dismay rang through the control room again and the information processing system screens started displaying a new instruction :

"EXPERIMENT 1 SUCCESSFUL - ANALYSE RESULTS - BEGIN experimentation 2"

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

TO BE CONTINUED ...