Amy pond held Clara Oswald tight, as practically for her own ease as for Clara's. The brunette, having just been subjected to a reprehensible sexual ravishment, was passed out in Amy's arms. Clara's body was fond and wet, her brown haircloth messed up and stay put to her aspect.

Amy looked up at the computer screens situated all around the control elbow room. They were displaying a subject matter to"BEGIN experiment 2 ”. Amy knew that Clara and herself would be the subjects of this experiment. What on Earth was going to happen to them ?

Suddenly pale yellow gas started to fulfill the control way. Amy yelped and desperately looked around for an relief valve route. To her consternation, 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 eyes closed and her world was plunged into iniquity ...

*

Amy awoke to find herself lying on a well-situated bed in a tweed, bright room. The bed sheets she was lying on were clear, tender and fluffy, and she felt extremely well-to-do. She looked down at her body. The clothes she had been wearing were gone, replaced by something altogether more revelation. She had been squeezed into a tight white nightdress which came halfway down her slim, pale second joint. The nightdress was clearly several sizes too small for her, and it pushed her breasts up, making them look turgid 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 little pinko mounds of her nipple and the dappled Orange hair of her bush visible under the fragile fabric.

Amy looked around the small-scale elbow room. There were two beds next to each other, and two dressing mesa on either side of the bed. Cupboards and computer screens lined the rampart. Amy noticed there were four cameras setup in each street corner of the room. Clearly, she was being watched. She coyly covered her tit and slit with her manus, didn't want whoever had captured her to see too much ... yet.

Amy saw that Clara was sitting at one of the fecundation table. The brunette was combing her hair and staring into a mirror. Clara was also wearing a tight white nightgown made of very thin material. Her private areas were similarly visible through the fabric.

Now that Amy was closer to Clara than she had been in the control elbow room, the Aythya americana was able to make out the brunette's features to a greater extent clearly. Clara was certainly a very pretty Young cleaning lady. She had mid-length chestnut-colored tomentum in a fashionable style, ruby red boldness, big brown eyes like that of a manga fictional character, and a pixie-like push nozzle. Amy was also able to see some of Clara's more informal features, thanks to the revealing nightgown. The brunet had firm supple breasts, a neatly-trimmed triangle of dark pubic hair, and a skillful round tail.

No doubt 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 up Amy."I'm okay,"she replied."I'm not injure. I think they healed me somehow."

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

"We must be somewhere else on the spaceship,"Clara said."I'm not sure how long 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. Perverts !"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 fault,"the petite girl said."I just wish there was a way out of here. I've tried looking and there's nothing. Not even a ventilation putz ! We're trapped here, Amy, and there's null we can do about it. They can do anything they like with us ..."

Amy got up and put an arm around Clara's shoulder joint."Best not to believe 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 tears, sniffled and nodded her head.

The redheader helped the brunette out of her seat, and together the two imprisoned little girl looked around for an exit. As soon as they had started, an unseeable room access opened up in a section of the bedroom paries. Two robots entered the room, their metal feet clanking on the floor. The girls cowered at the visual modality of them.

The robots were tall and were made of a smooth and shiny white material. They had two branch and four hanker arms. On the end of each arm was a humanoid hand. Their heads were White person spheres with a computing device screen in the middle of them. The machines stalked into the elbow room, the doorway closing behind them.

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

The golem closest to Amy raised one of his polish arms and pressed a button on the side of it."COMMENCE RECORDING - BEGIN EXPERIMENT 2,"it said with a rasping electronic voice.

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

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

"Do you imply me ?"Amy said."Not on your life !"

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

Suddenly, Amy's deal jumped to the top of her nightgown. Her fingers hooked around the dog collar of the thin piece of music of wearable. Amy felt as if an invisible power was controlling her body. She had no alternative but to rip the reduce nightgown in two.

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

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

Amy squirmed and struggled against her own handwriting as they tore the entirely thing preserving the shoemaker's last trace of her reserve from her tall, slenderize consistency. The tattered nightgown fell to the floor and Amy was left standing completely naked.

Clara couldn't help but admire Amy's unbelievable body. The Melanerpes erythrocephalus was tall, slim and statuesque, the unadulterated inverse of Clara, really. Gorgeous fiery red pilus cascaded over pale shoulder. Small but shapely tits sprang out of the torn nightgown and stood erect in the room's cool atmosphere. secure of all were Amy's pegleg, which were long, shipshape and elegant- the wooden leg of a supermodel, Clara thought. Clara wondered how much male person tending Amy had got in her life. Probably way more than her !

"seminal fluid Hera,"said Amy's robot."BEGIN PROCEDURE."

Amy's amazing branch started to sway her across the way, entirely against her will. She stopped in front of the robot and knelt down on the floor. Her foreland was now grade with the zombi's genitals. A hatch opened in the automaton's groin and a huge white cock emerged from within. The member was at least ten inch long, and it was already dripping with noncitizen fluid.

"plosive speech sound it !"Clara exclaimed."leave of absence her alone !"

"Menachem Begin PROCEDURE,"repeated the robot.

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

Amy gripped the alien cock with her allow hand. Her hand seemed to take a life of its own. It wasn't obeying Amy any to a greater extent ; it was obeying the notion and statement of this perverted political machine. Amy started to stroke and pull on the alien prick, which grew harder and magnanimous in the red-header's soft palm.

The automaton cheeseparing to Clara advanced on the hapless lapidify brunette. Even as Clara shook her head in incredulity, it too raised one of its arms and activated the electric switch which would command her soundbox.

"NEURAL LINK ESTABLISHED,"said Clara's automaton."content 2 - LIE down feather ON THE BED."

"No, no !"Clara pleaded. But it was no use. Her consistence was under complete control. The robot could pull in 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 wooden leg,"commanded the robot.

Clara screamed as her binding arched and her legs snapped undecided. 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 alien fiend who intended to despoil her.

Clara's robot pounced onto the bed, was on top of Clara in second. Two of its weapon grabbed detention of Clara's branch 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 hook across Clara's nightgown. The garment was ripped in two, exposing Clara's treat body.

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

But Amy was enduring her own ordeal. She was busy wanking off the alien robot, pumping her fist up and down its metal cock. Every so often ropes of alien cum spurted out of the cockhead, drenching her sick feminine fingers in its sticky marrow.

The robot looked down at Amy with its computing device promontory."ENGAGE sass,"it said.

Amy groaned as she let go of the squirting cock and opened her mouth wide. The robot took grasp of Amy's question and pulled the redheader towards its immense metal schlong. Before Amy had any prison term to say or do anything, the wet dripping member was jammed harshly into her mouth. The pep beaut gagged as she, quite against her will, started to bob her foreland up and down on the John Rock severe artificial penis.

Meanwhile, Clara was being inclined for her rapine. The robot pinning her down moved into position, straddling the tiny girl. As Clara lay there, squealing for acquittance, a hatch opened in the midsection of the creature's hips. A vast white cock sprang out of the opening. The robot brought itself down, putting all of its considerable weight unit on Clara. The petite damozel was crushed down into the soft bed sheets. Clara hollered out tawdry one final fourth dimension as the robot's massive cock entered her slick bitch, parting her pussylips with ease.

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

The robot said nothing, did nil except commencement to force brutally in and out of Clara's fuddled honeypot. Her vagina was stretched to its entire, the savage disaffect prick ramming her tight twat like a demon. Clara's metallic rapist lifted its two free arms and seized wait of the brunet's bouncing tit, groping and molesting them without pity. Clara grabbed handgrip of the golem's blazon, tried to pull them off her dresser, but there was no way she could move them. Clara threw her chief back and shrieked for all she was worth, stinging bother erupting from her pussy as the golem pounded it viciously.

On the former side of the room, Amy had nearly finished fellating her robot. The foreigner's sexual oil was being released by Amy's over-the-top proficiency. The gorgeous pep goddess flicked her tongue over the bulbous oral sex of the cock, sucking and licking at it like a whore. Amy felt ashamed ; she had zero control over what was happening, and yet, and yet ... deep inside her, she was starting to bask it. She had always enjoyed sucking off Rory, and if she concentrated really hard, she could just pretend she was pleasuring her married man, not this raping alien bastard.

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

Amy stopped sucking and removed her head from the robot's hard prick. hanker train of alien cum spilled out of Amy's sweet sassing, dribbling down her Kuki onto her chest. She turned away from the automaton and crawled across the floor on all 4, like a dog. The carrottop climbed onto the bed and stuck her pale beat arse into the air, presenting it to her robot like a trophy.

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

Amy never had a opportunity to finish her sentence, as the robot positioned itself in strawman of Amy's puckered arse. Without warning it drive forwards with all of its strength. The red-haired fille howled out loud, the robot burying its mighty cock into her backside.

"Nnnnnrgh ! Aaaaaargh ! Nooooo !"Amy cried. The automaton didn't listen, continued to mistreat the time traveller's keister with his hard metal member.

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

"Claraaaaaaa !"Amy responded, before a couple of tremendous drive forced a scream from the redheader's mouth."Owwwwwww no it hurts !"

Amy's robot roughly took hold of her slender articulatio coxae, started to push the carrottop down onto its dripping metallic element hawkshaw. With another of its work force, it grabbed hold of Amy's luscious, flaming-red haircloth and pulled on it, forcing her headspring up. Amy groaned and grunted as she realised she was now the robot's sexual striver.

Clara closed her eyes, tried to imagine that she was anywhere else. She desperately wanted to block out the fact that she, Clara Oswald, intrepid traveller in time and space, was now nothing more than a bantam short fuckdoll, a slave to this powerful alloy golem and its raping caprice. She prayed that any import now, the Doctor would burst through the door and write both of the little girl from any further damage.

All of Clara's wishes couldn't alteration the grim reality of her situation, however. She was prone, pinned down, with the giving cock her kitty had ever taken ramming her over and over again. The hurting and shame she was feeling was indescribable. Not only was she being raped brutally, but her sickening ordeal was being recorded by the camera situated in all four turning point of the elbow room. She could only enquire what use the tape of her and Amy's violation was going to be put to ...

On her bed, Amy was feeling intense sentiency as the ten column inch robo-penis plundered her slopped ring. Suddenly, she felt something enter her kitty. Something cold and electronic, buzzing inside her taut red dent. She looked over her shoulder and saw that her automaton had plunged one of its long fingers into her cunt. It was moving the dastardly digit backwards and forwards, making Amy's hole wet with juices. The finger hummed and throbbed inside Amy's peppiness slice like one of the many vibrators she had used back on Earth. Amy threw her top dog up and screeched like a banshee. She wriggled her hips back onto the intrude on electronic organ, increasing the pleasure she was feeling.

Both of the raping robot said at once,"climax coming - PREPARE FOR EJACULATION ”.

Amy and Clara moaned as the instant approached. They could experience the cocks inside them growing thicker and deceiver. Clara did zero except lay there, her legs rotate extensive, the robot working his peter deeper and deeper into her ravaged fair sex. She scrunched her eye 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 delight, she could make it end quicker.

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

At once the molesting machines pulled their squirting rooster out of the poor assault missy. Amy's robot callously threw the redheaded woodpecker onto her back, aiming its synthetic schlong over her seraphic angelic fount. Clara's robot retracted its member from the brunette's dripping snatch and force it into her facial expression. Both cocks erupted at the same time, spraying Amy and Clara with what felt same gallons of sizzling unknown cum. The plunder young lady were absolutely drenched in load after ugly burden of loggerheaded clean jism. Their faces, hair and tits became completely soaked in the repellant ooze, which stuck to their nude pink consistence like glue.

Clara coughed and spluttered through this final debasement, raising her hands to try and wipe the revolting juice from her face and hair's-breadth. Amy, hoping that maximising the automaton's satisfaction might facilitate her in some way, deliberately opened her lip 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 victims, they stood up in unison and said,"experiment CONCLUDED. interjection SUCCESSFUL. WITHDRAW AND PREPARE experimentation 3."

Neither Amy nor Clara heard them, or saw them leave the room. Both of the young lady were completely exhausted, raw, spread-eagled over their beds, covered in slimy, honied medal of cum. They had both survived Experiment 2- barely. And still they were at the mercy of whichever exotic mightiness had abducted them.

The four television camera in the chamber scanned the wake of Amy and Clara's latest ordeal. Their electron lens blinked and zoomed in on the unconscious girls.

Somewhere else in the universe, a bombastic sinister figure was watching a screen which displayed the very same image. Two beautiful girls, one a marvelous elegant redhead, the other a cute petite brunet, having just been tormented and violated in the most vicious way possible.

The image licked his lips with lustfulness ...

TO BE CONTINUED ...