Clara awoke to hear a low hum audio all around her. She opened her eyes and was shocked to detect that she was no longer in the TARDIS. She was lying, completed nude and her leg splayed, on a cool charge plate bed that gently pulsed with white sparkle. The bed was situated in the midriff of a large, circular control room, with many panels and estimator cover all along the paries. Some of the computer screens were displaying random estrange text ; others were showing figure of outer space.

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

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

Then Clara heard a gentle knock sound coming from behind her. She craned her neck opening as much as her adhesion would let, looking in the focal point of the sound. On the opposite side of meat of the control room, there was a orotund chalk piston chamber. Standing inside the cylinder was a marvellous, slim young char not much younger than Clara herself, perhaps about 5ft 10 in height. She had smooth pallid skin, luscious long red pilus that glowed like fire, and long shapely legs that seemed to go on forever. Unlike Clara, the woman was fully clothed, wearing tall smuggled hound, a gold-coloured miniskirt, a pie-eyed disgraceful top and dark denim jacket.

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

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

"My epithet is Amy Pond,"the untested Scots woman said."I was with my friend the Dr.. We were travelling in his spaceship the TARDIS, and then suddenly I was here. I've been stuck in this wee field glass coop for hours. You arrived only a suddenly clock time 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 aspect at the tall redhead."But that's impossible !"Clara exclaimed."The Doctor is my champion ! I was travelling in the TARDIS with him, and then next affair I know I'm lying here !"

Amy smiled and asked,"doe your Doctor feeling like a unseasoned swot with floppy hair and a bow tie ?"

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 medico at dissimilar point in metre. Somehow or other, we were both captured and taken here. I think this is some kind of spaceship."

"OK fine,"Clara sighed, looking down at her bare body."But what am I doing with no clothes on ? !"

"fountainhead, 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 dress off. I told them to break 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 conceive the robots want ?"

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

Clara relaxed, let her head nightfall back on the bed."We'll just have to bring the waiting game, then. Maybe the medico will be here soon. He must be looking for us."

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

Just then, a loud alarm rang out through the ascendance way. Several of the computer CRT screen started displaying the surveil textbook :

"prey ACQUIRED - NEURAL radio link BEING ESTABLISHED - COMMENCE experiment"

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 certainly everything is going to be amercement !"

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

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

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

The tentacles- or whoever was controlling them- didn't respond. Clara's handcuff and foot restraint snapped back, freeing her script and metrical foot. But there was no escaping now- the tentacles held her fast. Clara struggled in their herculean grip, desperately trying to wrench herself absolve. It was no use. Her weak frame and osseous tissue was no couple for the strength of the noncitizen technology.

The future thing Clara knew, the tentacles were lifting her flyspeck defenseless consistency into the air. She tried kicking out with her arms and legs, but all her battle were to no help. It had no effect 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 waistline started to motivate again. It very slowly slithered down Clara's naked dead body. Clara was dismayed to see where it was heading. It was going straightforward towards her exposed sorry pussy !

"No, time lag, delight block off !"Clara pleaded with her capturer as the tentacle inched closer to her tiny knock mound.

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

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

Meanwhile the tentacle menacing Clara's pussy started to change. The front man of it morphed its shape, growing a long silver glossa. The knife was wet with translucent unknown spittle, dripping and drooling onto the control 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 alien spit licked and sucked at her most sensitive domain."Nooooooo !"she cried out loud, sobbing, as she felt the rough process drool and fortuity from the undersurface of her opening to the top. alien spittle mixed with Clara's own sexual succus as the man-made tongue found Clara's clit, working it mercilessly.

The early tentacle around Clara's waist drew back, and also started to change. It grew wider and longer, forming a huge flatware penis. The stilted tool was at least ten inches long.

Clara's heart widened as the penis hovered above her nous."No, delight, no !"she wailed. Before she had time to say anything else, the cock launched itself into her pouting mouth, filling her throat in one brutal movement. Clara groaned, unable to do anything except lie there, as the jumbo penis started to slowly thrust in and out of the sentence traveler's sweet mouth.

Amy could nothing except stand and watch as Clara was being brutalised by the alien tentacles. Her heart 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 pussy and oral cavity were being ravished by the uncaring alien tech. The rooster ramming itself down her throat was so big, she was certain it was going to dislocate her jaw. The metal penis was coated in some chassis of alien lubricant, and these unify with Clara's saliva to aid its progress in facefucking her like crazy. Clara gagged various times as the violent alien son of a bitch 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 huge alloy penis. This one slithered down, over Clara's bare back and hips, edging towards her tight puckered arse. Clara shook her head in desperation, moaned as she felt the alien dildo caress her bare buttocks. 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 placate !

Then, quick as a New York minute and to Clara's revulsion, the huge metal member rammed itself into her bottom. At the like time, the prick in Clara's mouthpiece withdrew, leaving her free to scream at this new invasion of her body.

"Aaaaaaaaargh ! No please assume 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 facial expression, as the metal dildo pounded into her backside. She shrieked with every one of its savage thrusts. It felt as if it was ripping her undetermined. There was no trade protection from the strength of this raping alien monstrosity.

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 tits up. The penis inserted itself between the two nipple and started sawing backwards and forwards, using Clara's sensitive breasts as a mean value to raise pleasure.

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

Amy could barely bring herself to follow the terrible spectacle. Clara was completely in the tentacles'power. The petite brunette looked like nothing more than a dame, 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 fella familiar, to this indignity.

The dildo in between Clara's tits crawled away. It moved slowly down her tight soundbox, 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 unknown capturer, but she knew that they would declare oneself no clemency. She was now their plaything. The huge metal hammer throbbed and slithered slowly over her tummy, towards her pussy. Clara knew it intended to dishonor her again.

The tentacles around Clara's stage moved at the Saami time, pulling her legs even wider apart, stretching Clara's petite body out. The metallic element dildo approached Clara's pussy. The tongue which had been relentlessly licking at Clara's self-conceited clit moved out of its way. Clara looked down at the frightful hypertrophied organ. Thick alienate succus glistened all over the metal shaft. Clara sobbed helplessly as the thing slowly moved towards her gap, which was wet with saliva from the extraterrestrial being tongue. The vast metal cock pushed against Clara's pussylips and slowly, inexorably thrust inside.

"Aaaaah !"Clara groaned forlornly as the stopcock slammed into her sopping snatch. Both of her holes were now being assaulted viciously. The tentacles pinning down her arms and legs moved rhythmically backwards and forwards, rocking the petite brunet up and down on the rock music hard metallic pricks. The stranger dildos were so hard and frigid inside her, filling her up totally and giving her previously unknown sensations. delight mixed with pain and disgrace as her tooshie and cunt were raped brutally.

The prick inside Clara started to pound her harder and faster. The dark-haired girl winced and her mouth gaped open in a wordless scream ; she had never been fucked this backbreaking in her life. The tongue tentacle leaped to her breasts, licking and sucking her round pap, making Clara coo out loud.

Amy wanted to be sick. Surely Clara couldn't take much more of this ? Whoever was doing this, they wouldn't catch until they had squeezed every troy ounce of pleasance out of the raped brunette. gaudy squelching phone and the slapping of metal against Clara's anatomy were all Amy could get word, echoing horribly around the command room.

Clara felt something happening. The alloy prick were growing larger and more stimulated. She felt them get to squeeze against her twat walls and arsecheeks. Surely the time was now ... ?

As soon as Clara thought it, the dicks exploded. thick jet plane of alien cum spurted inside her butt and pussy, spilling out of her. Clara screamed as she felt the coldness sexual oil atomizer inside of her body. The cock continued to pinch and squirt for over a minute of arc, draining every finally drop into Clara's holes.

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

The metal penises withdrew from Clara's opening, sliding out with loud popping strait. The tentacles fastened around Clara's shapely limbs retracted, bringing her poor tired soundbox back down to the charge card bed. Clara flopped onto the bed, too unaccented to strike, her pussy and bum stinging and raw. The tentacles disappeared into the portals around the bed.

Amy blinked and the deoxyephedrine cylinder holding her captive ceased to live. Now free, Amy rushed over to her abuse booster. She ran to Clara's side of meat and held her, hugging her close. Clara was covered in a thin glaze of sweat and globules of sweet unknown jizz.

"Clara ? Clara, are you alright ?"Amy asked, tearful. Clara could say goose egg, was practically passed out in Amy's arms. The redheaded woodpecker stroked the brunette's shiny dingy fuzz, trying to soothe her."Don't vexation, it's alright. It's all over now."

Even as Amy spoke those words, she knew that they weren't true. They were both prisoners of an unknown alien force, who would stop at naught to extract the utmost amount of sexual satisfaction from their powerless bodies. It was Clara's turn 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 cakehole.

The alarm rang through the control condition way again and the computer screens started displaying a new instruction :

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

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

TO BE CONTINUED ...