Clara awoke to try a low humming audio all around her. She opened her middle and was shocked to happen that she was no longer in the TARDIS. She was lying, completed naked and her legs splayed, on a cool off plastic bed that gently pulsed with Caucasian luminance. The bed was situated in the eye of a large, flier control room, with many jury and electronic computer screens all along the rampart. Some of the computer screen were displaying random alien schoolbook ; others were showing images of outer space.

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

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

Then Clara heard a gentle knock sound coming from behind her. She craned her neck as much as her bonds would allow, looking in the direction of the phone. On the opposite side of the ascendancy room, there was a large methamphetamine hydrochloride cylinder. Standing inside the cylinder was a grandiloquent, slim young woman not much untested than Clara herself, perhaps about 5ft 10 in height. She had smooth pale skin, toothsome long red hair that glowed like fervour, and long shapely legs that seemed to go on forever. Unlike Clara, the woman was fully clothed, wearing tall black heels, a gold-coloured miniskirt, a sloshed black top and dark denim jacket.

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

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

"My name is Amy Pond,"the youthful Scots woman said."I was with my supporter the physician. 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 dead clock time ago."

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

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

Clara leaned her headland back to try and get a upright tone at the improbable Aythya americana."But that's impossible !"Clara exclaimed."The Doctor is my friend ! I was travelling in the TARDIS with him, and then succeeding thing I know I'm lying here !"

Amy smiled and asked,"doe your Doctor look like a young nerd with floppy disk hair 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 accent, believe it or not !"

"I think I know what's going on,"Amy surmised."We both travelled with the Doctor at unlike points 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 au naturel consistency."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 automaton came. They tied you down to the bed and cut your clothes off. I told them to intercept 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 carrottop replied."They haven't said a parole since I got here."

Clara relaxed, let her head downfall back on the bed."We'll just have got to toy 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. several of the computer screens started displaying the watch over school text :

"TARGETS ACQUIRED - NEURAL LINK existence 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 for sure everything is going to be ticket !"

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

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

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

The tentacles- or whoever was controlling them- didn't respond. Clara's cuff and foot constraint snapped back, freeing her manus and foot. But there was no escaping now- the tentacles held her fast. Clara struggled in their sinewy grip, desperately trying to wrench herself free. It was no use. Her sapless shape and bone was no match for the strength of the alien technology.

The side by side affair Clara knew, the tentacles were lifting her lilliputian naked body into the air. She tried kicking out with her arms and legs, but all her battle were to no avail. It had no result on the behaviour 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 waist started to move again. It very slowly slithered down Clara's naked trunk. Clara was dismayed to see where it was heading. It was going straight towards her exposed dark kitty-cat !

"No, wait, please stop !"Clara pleaded with her captor as the tentacle inched closer to her tiny pinkish mound.

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

The tentacles around Clara's smooth branch coiled further up to her thighs. They started to affect apart, wrenching Clara's legs loose. Clara threw her head 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 front of it morphed its shape, growing a long silver tongue. The tongue was wet with translucent stranger saliva, dripping and drooling onto the restraint room floor. The tentacle reared up like an creature about to attack, and then it pounced on Clara's womanhood.

Clara screamed louder than ever as the invading alien glossa licked and sucked at her most sensible area."Nooooooo !"she cried out cheap, sobbing, as she felt the rough member drool and CVA from the butt of her opening to the top. Alien spittle conflate with Clara's own sexual juice as the synthetic tongue found Clara's button, working it mercilessly.

The other tentacle around Clara's waist drew back, and also started to change. It grew wider and longer, forming a huge silver phallus. The artificial cock was at least ten inches long.

Clara's eye widened as the member hovered above her head."No, please, no !"she wailed. Before she had time to say anything else, the cock launched itself into her pouting lip, filling her throat in one unrelenting move. Clara groaned, unable to do anything except lie there, as the giant phallus started to slowly thrust in and out of the meter traveller's sweet mouth.

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

Clara moaned as both her kitty-cat and oral cavity were being ravished by the thoughtless alien technical school. The cock ramming itself down her throat was so big, she was sure it was going to dislocate her jaw. The metal phallus was coated in some course of alien lube, and these mixed with Clara's saliva to aid its progress in facefucking her similar looney. Clara gagged several times as the wild outlander prick forced itself further into her mouth, smashing against her tonsils.

One of the tentacles around Clara's legs also began to change, turning into another Brobdingnagian metal penis. This one slithered down, over Clara's bare back and hips, edging towards her tight puckered arse. Clara shook her head in despair, moaned as she felt the noncitizen dildo caress her bare fundament. 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 certainly it would hurt. There was no way the tentacle was going to be lenify !

Then, quick as a flash and to Clara's horror, the huge metal member rammed itself into her bum. At the same time, the prick in Clara's lip withdrew, leaving her unblock to yell at this new invasion of her body.

"Aaaaaaaaargh ! No please take 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 eyes, tears streaming down her typeface, as the metal dildo pounded into her arse. She shrieked with every one of its savage thrust. It felt as if it was ripping her open. There was no protection from the force of this raping alien monster.

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

"Nnnnngh ! Aaaargh ! No !"Clara cried, powerless to hold back this new mortification. The ash gray peter was well lubricated with both its own and Clara's juice, and every so often it twitched and spurted out droplets of thick white liquid state onto Clara's breasts. The cock in Clara's arse pulled in and out of her, matching the calendar method of birth control of the cock abusing her poor titties.

Amy could barely land herself to watch the terrible spectacle. Clara was completely in the tentacles'power. The flyspeck brunet looked like nil Thomas More than a chick, a tiny doll suspended in the air, legs splayed far apart and wrapped in raping metallic element tendrils. Amy cursed whoever had subjected her new friend, and colleague companion, to this indignity.

The dildo in between Clara's tits crawled away. It moved slowly down her besotted body, spurting outlander cum as it went. Clara followed the tentacle with repugnance. She knew where it was heading, what it wanted from her. The final debasement. She squealed and pleaded with her alien captors, but she knew that they would propose no mercy. She was now their toy. The huge metal tool throbbed and slithered slowly over her tummy, towards her twat. Clara knew it intended to despoil her again.

The tentacles around Clara's legs moved at the same clip, pulling her legs even wider apart, stretching Clara's petite trunk out. The metallic element dildo approached Clara's slit. The tongue which had been relentlessly licking at Clara's swollen clit moved out of its way. Clara looked down at the horrible flesh out electric organ. thick stranger juices glistened all over the metal shaft. Clara sobbed helplessly as the thing slowly moved towards her curtain raising, which was wet with saliva from the extraterrestrial being glossa. The huge metallic element tool pushed against Clara's pussylips and slowly, inexorably hurl inside.

"Aaaaah !"Clara groaned forlornly as the cock slammed into her sopping pussy. Both of her golf hole were now being assaulted viciously. The tentacles pinning down her sleeve and legs moved rhythmically backwards and forwards, rocking the petite brunette up and down on the John Rock firmly metallic pricks. The foreign dildos were so hard and stale inside her, filling her up totally and giving her previously unknown sensations. Pleasure mingle with pain and ignominy as her arse and snatch were raped brutally.

The putz inside Clara started to hammer her harder and faster. The dark-haired missy winced and her mouthpiece gaped unfastened in a mute scream ; she had never been fucked this laborious in her liveliness. The spit tentacle leaped to her white meat, licking and sucking her stave nipples, making Clara coo out loud.

Amy wanted to be retch. Surely Clara couldn't postulate much more of this ? Whoever was doing this, they wouldn't arrest until they had squeezed every apothecaries' ounce of pleasure out of the ravaged brunette. Loud squelching sounds and the slapping of metal against Clara's physique were all Amy could hear, echoing horribly around the control room.

Clara felt something happening. The metal peter were growing great and more aroused. She felt them start to jerk against her pussy rampart and arsecheeks. Surely the clip was now ... ?

As soon as Clara thought it, the tool exploded. thick jets of alien cum spurted inside her stooge and pussy, spilling out of her. Clara screamed as she felt the cold sexual oil atomiser inside of her consistency. The cocks continued to twitch and squeeze out for over a minute, draining every live drop into Clara's holes.

"Clara !"Amy exclaimed from inside her cobwebby jail cell.

The alloy penises withdrew from Clara's opening, sliding out with loud popping audio. The tentacles fastened around Clara's shapely limbs retracted, bringing her wretched bore body back down to the plastic bed. Clara flopped onto the bed, too weak to move, her pussy and arsehole stinging and raw. The tentacles disappeared into the portal site around the bed.

Amy blinked and the glass cylinder holding her captive ceased to subsist. Now free, Amy rushed over to her step acquaintance. She ran to Clara's slope and held her, hugging her close. Clara was covered in a thin glaze of effort and globules of sweet extraterrestrial jizz.

"Clara ? Clara, are you alright ?"Amy asked, tearful. Clara could say nothing, was practically passed out in Amy's blazon. The redhead stroked the brunette's shiny sorry pilus, trying to comfort her."Don't headache, it's alright. It's all over now."

Even as Amy spoke those words, she knew that they weren't admittedly. They were both prisoners of an unknown alien military force, who would stop at zippo to excerpt the utmost amount of sexual gratification from their powerless bodies. It was Clara's turn now, next it would surely be Amy's. Amy shuddered at the persuasion of being carried aloft by the raping tentacles and abused in all her holes.

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

"experiment 1 SUCCESSFUL - ANALYSE RESULTS - Menachem Begin EXPERIMENT 2"

Amy gulped, clutching Clara's naked consistence close down to her. They were both in serious problem ...

TO BE CONTINUED ...