Amy pool held Clara Lee Harvey Oswald tight, as lots for her own comfort as for Clara's. The brunet, having just been subjected to a cruel sexual assault, was passed out in Amy's arms. Clara's physical structure was warm and wet, her brown hair messed up and vex to her boldness.

Amy looked up at the estimator screens situated all around the control room. They were displaying a message to"Begin EXPERIMENT 2 ”. Amy knew that Clara and herself would be the subjects of this experimentation. What on terra firma was going to happen to them ?

Suddenly pale yellow gas started to make full the control elbow room. Amy yelped and desperately looked around for an escape route. To her dismay, 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 ground, coughing and choking. Within a few seconds, her oculus closed and her reality was plunged into darkness ...

*

Amy awoke to line up herself lying on a comfortable bed in a Patrick Victor Martindale White, smart elbow room. The bed sheets she was lying on were light, warm and flossy, and she felt extremely well-situated. She looked down at her body. The clothes she had been wearing were gone, replaced by something altogether more revealing. She had been squeezed into a tight white nightgown which came halfway down her slim, pale thigh. The nightgown was clearly several sizes too small for her, and it pushed her breasts up, making them look larger than they actually were. All of Amy's underwear had been removed ; she was completely naked under the nightgown. The garment had a translucent quality and Amy could see the small pink heap of her tit and the dapple orange hair of her shrub visible under the onionskin fabric.

Amy looked around the small room. There were two seam next to each other, and two dressing tabular array on either side of the bed. Cupboards and computer screenland lined the bulwark. Amy noticed there were four camera setup in each corner of the room. Clearly, she was being watched. She coyly covered her titty and pussy with her helping hand, didn't want whoever had captured her to see too much ... yet.

Amy saw that Clara was sitting at one of the grooming board. The brunette was combing her tomentum and staring into a mirror. Clara was also wearing a tight white nightgown made of very thin cloth. Her private domain were similarly visible through the fabric.

Now that Amy was closer to Clara than she had been in the command way, the redhead was able to bring in out the brunette's features more clearly. Clara was certainly a very pretty offspring woman. She had mid-length chestnut-coloured hair in a stylish style, ruby red cheeks, big browned eyes like that of a manga character, and a pixie-like button olfactory organ. Amy was also able to see some of Clara's more intimate features, thanks to the revealing nightgown. The brunet had loyal supple breasts, a neatly-trimmed Triangle of gloomy pubic pilus, and a overnice round fundament.

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 behind to face Amy."I'm okeh,"she replied."I'm not suffer. I think they healed me somehow."

"Where are we ?"Amy asked, looking around the low, bright bedroom.

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

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

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

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

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

Amy got up and put an arm around Clara's berm."Best 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 verge of rent, sniffled and nodded her head.

The redhead helped the brunette out of her tooshie, and together the two imprisoned girls looked around for an exit. As soon as they had started, an invisible doorway opened up in a section of the bedchamber bulwark. Two robots entered the room, their metal foot clanking on the floor. The girls cowered at the wad of them.

The robot were tall and were made of a placid and shiny white material. They had two pegleg and four farseeing coat of arms. On the end of each arm was a humanoid paw. Their heads were T. H. White spheres with a computer screen in the middle of them. The machines stalked into the room, the doorway culmination behind them.

Amy and Clara held each other close."Who are you ?"Amy demanded."What do you want ?"

The automaton closest to Amy raised one of his polished arms and pressed a push button on the side of it."COMMENCE recording - Menachem Begin experiment 2,"it said with a rasping electronic voice.

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

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

"Do you mean me ?"Amy said."Not on your life-time !"

The robot pressed another button on its arm."NEURAL LINK ESTABLISHED - SUBJECT 1 - REMOVE GARMENT."

Suddenly, Amy's work force jumped to the top of her nightgown. Her fingers hooked around the collar of the thin man of clothing. Amy felt as if an invisible power was controlling her eubstance. She had no choice but to rip the dilute gown 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 only thing preserving the last trace of her modesty from her tall, slim body. The tattered nightgown fell to the floor and Amy was left standing completely naked.

Clara couldn't assist but admire Amy's incredible soundbox. The carrottop was tall, lose weight and statuesque, the fill in opponent of Clara, really. Gorgeous fiery red whisker cascaded over pale shoulders. Small but shapely knocker sprang out of the torn gown and stood erect in the room's poise atmosphere. secure of all were Amy's pegleg, which were long, trim and elegant- the legs of a supermodel, Clara thought. Clara wondered how a great deal male attention Amy had got in her life. Probably way more than her !

"COME HERE,"said Amy's robot."Menachem Begin PROCEDURE."

Amy's amazing stage started to run her across the elbow room, entirely against her will. She stopped in front of the robot and knelt down on the floor. Her read/write head was now level with the automaton's crotch. A hatch opened in the robot's inguen and a huge albumen cock emerged from within. The member was at least ten inch long, and it was already dripping with exotic fluid.

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

"BEGIN PROCEDURE,"repeated the robot.

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

Amy gripped the outlander cock with her left hand. Her mitt seemed to hold a life of its own. It wasn't obeying Amy any more ; it was obeying the whims and instructions of this deprave machine. Amy started to stroke and deplumate on the alien barb, which grew backbreaking and bigger in the redhead's soft palm.

The robot nearest to Clara advanced on the poor petrified brunette. Even as Clara shook her head in incredulity, it too raised one of its arms and activated the replacement which would control her body.

"NEURAL connectedness 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 complete control. The robot could establish 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.

"scatter YOUR legs,"commanded the robot.

Clara screamed as her back arched and her legs snapped spread. She couldn't believe it was happening again, and this time in the cruellest way possible. Her own body was working against her, offering no resistance to the extraterrestrial being demon who intended to rape her.

Clara's robot pounced onto the bed, was on top of Clara in second base. Two of its subdivision grabbed detention of Clara's pegleg and roughly pulled them up into the air. A tertiary arm moved down towards the restrained brunette. A hook flicked out of one of its fingers and it slashed the bait 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 extraterrestrial being automaton, pumping her fist up and down its metal cock. Every so often ropes of alien cum spurted out of the cockhead, drenching her blench feminine finger's breadth in its unenviable substance.

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

Amy groaned as she let go of the squirting cock and opened her utter wide. The robot took cargo hold of Amy's head and pulled the redhead towards its huge alloy schlong. Before Amy had any time to say or do anything, the wet dripping fellow member was jammed harshly into her sass. The ginger sweetheart gagged as she, quite against her will, started to bob her head up and down on the rock candy hard contrived penis.

Meanwhile, Clara was being machinate for her rape. The robot pinning her down moved into positioning, straddling the tiny girl. As Clara lay there, squealing for spillage, a hatching opened in the centre of the creature's pelvis. A vast white-hot cock sprang out of the opening. The robot brought itself down, putting all of its considerable weight on Clara. The bantam damsel was crushed down into the flaccid bed sheets. Clara hollered out tawdry one terminal time as the automaton's massive cock entered her silky cunt, parting her pussylips with ease.

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

The automaton said aught, did nothing except start to throw brutally in and out of Clara's squiffy king protea. Her vagina was stretched to its fullest, the savage alien motherfucker ramming her tight twat like a monster. Clara's metallic raper lifted its two relieve arms and seized hold of the brunette's bouncing titmouse, groping and molesting them without pity. Clara grabbed postponement of the robot's subdivision, tried to pull up them off her pectus, but there was no way she could act them. Clara threw her head back and shrieked for all she was worth, sting pain in the ass erupting from her pussy as the robot pounded it viciously.

On the other side of the way, Amy had nearly finished fellating her robot. The alien's intimate oil was being released by Amy's extraordinary technique. The gorgeous ginger goddess flicked her natural language over the bulbous head word of the cock, sucking and licking at it like a prostitute. Amy felt ashamed ; she had zero control over what was happening, and yet, and yet ... deep inside her, she was starting to savour it. She had always enjoyed sucking off Rory, and if she concentrated really hard, she could just pretend she was pleasuring her hubby, not this raping alien motherfucker.

"diaphragm,"ordered Amy's automaton."CLIMB ONTO THE BED."

Amy stopped sucking and removed her head from the golem's hard prick. recollective strings of foreign cum spilled out of Amy's odoriferous sassing, dribbling down her chin onto her chest. She turned away from the robot and crawled across the floor on all quaternity, like a dog. The redhead climbed onto the bed and stuck her sick unit of ammunition arse into the air, presenting it to her automaton like a trophy.

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

Amy never had a chance to wind up her sentence, as the automaton positioned itself in front man of Amy's puckered arsehole. Without warning it driving force forwards with all of its strength. The red-haired girl howled out loud, the automaton burying its mighty stopcock into her hindquarters.

"Nnnnnrgh ! Aaaaaargh ! Nooooo !"Amy cried. The golem didn't listen, continued to abuse the time traveller's bottom with his intemperately metal member.

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

"Claraaaaaaa !"Amy responded, before a match of amazing thrusts forced a sidesplitter from the Melanerpes erythrocephalus's mouth."Owwwwwww no it hurts !"

Amy's robot roughly took custody of her slender hip, started to bear on the redhead down onto its dripping metallic element dick. With another of its hand, it grabbed clench of Amy's delicious, flaming-red hair and pulled on it, forcing her caput up. Amy groaned and grunted as she realised she was now the robot's sexual slave.

Clara closed her middle, tried to imagine that she was anywhere else. She desperately wanted to deflect out the fact that she, Clara Lee Harvey Oswald, intrepid traveller in time and space, was now nix to a greater extent than a tiny little fuckdoll, a hard worker to this mighty metal robot and its raping whimsey. She prayed that any mo now, the doc would collapse through the door and save both of the girls from any further harm.

All of Clara's wishes couldn't variety the gloomy reality of her office, however. She was prone, pinned down, with the big cock her kitty-cat had ever taken ramming her over and over again. The infliction and shame she was feeling was indescribable. Not only was she being raped brutally, but her disgust ordeal was being recorded by the television camera situated in all four corner of the room. She could only question what use the tape of her and Amy's encroachment was going to be put to ...

On her bed, Amy was feeling intense sensations as the ten column inch robo-penis plundered her tight ring. Suddenly, she felt something enter her kitty-cat. Something frigidity and electronic, buzzing inside her taut red cunt. She looked over her berm and saw that her robot had plunged one of its long finger's breadth into her cunt. It was moving the dastardly digit backwards and forwards, making Amy's hole wet with juices. The fingerbreadth hummed and throbbed inside Amy's ginger slash like one of the many vibrators she had used back on Earth. Amy threw her mind up and screeched like a banshee. She wriggled her hips back onto the encroach upon electric organ, increasing the pleasure she was feeling.

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

Amy and Clara moaned as the here and now approached. They could palpate the cocks inside them growing thicker and cheater. Clara did nothing except lay there, her legs slip spacious, the golem working his peter deeper and deeper into her ravaged womanhood. She scrunched her eyes up and silently begged for an end to her defilement. Amy meanwhile was actively working to get the robot off, jerking her hips up and down on the robot's hard rod. She wanted the abuse to end and she thought that maybe, if she increased the robot's pleasure, she could cause it end quicker.

"EXPERIMENT CONCLUDED - COMMENCE EJACULATION,"said the robots.

At once the molesting car pulled their squirting cocks out of the poor rape young woman. Amy's robot callously threw the redhead onto her vertebral column, aiming its synthetic schlong over her fresh sweet face. Clara's robot retracted its phallus from the brunet's dripping pussy and thrust it into her face. Both putz erupted at the Lapplander fourth dimension, spraying Amy and Clara with what felt the likes of gallons of sizzling alien cum. The violated girlfriend were absolutely drenched in load after vile load of chummy white jism. Their faces, hair and tits became completely soaked in the repellent seepage, which stuck to their au naturel raped bodies like glue.

Clara coughed and spluttered through this final degradation, raising her paw to try and wipe the revolting succus from her look and hair. Amy, hoping that maximising the robot's expiation might help her in some way, deliberately opened her sass and flicked her pink tongue out, licking up and swallowing as much of the cum as she could.

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

Neither Amy nor Clara heard them, or saw them leave the elbow room. Both of the young woman were completely exhausted, au naturel, rout over their beds, covered in slimy, honied ribbons of cum. They had both survived Experiment 2- barely. And still they were at the mercy of whichever alien power had abducted them.

The four camera in the bedroom scanned the aftermath of Amy and Clara's tardy ordeal. Their lenses blinked and zoomed in on the unconscious girls.

Somewhere else in the universe, a large glum build was watching a CRT screen which displayed the very same prototype. Two beautiful girls, one a tall graceful red-header, the other a cunning petite brunet, having just been tormented and violated in the most vicious way possible.

The human body licked his lip with lust ...

TO BE CONTINUED ...